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TOTALLY NORMAL gartic phone with friends

I love this guy,,, I love Theo. I give anything to keep him safe. I'll hold him, I'll coddle him. He is mine. - O5-6

it's a thyng thang wedding - O5-6

Dr. ████ Myriad - Naturalist, Shapeshifter, SCP-963's Host

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Summary bits under the cut!

Dr. Myriad is the host to SCP-963, an indestructible amulet that, when direct skin contact is broken with it, instantly kills the culprit. At this point, the deceased's form and memories right before death are recorded inside SCP-963, both accessible by Dr. Myriad, who may shapeshift into any recorded subjects at will.

In the event of Dr. Myriad's death, her body will completely liquify into a viscous mass of flesh and retreat into SCP-963 for a healing period in which his Primary body is reformed wearing it, taking about 1-2 hours. During this period, a slit shape will appear in the ruby of SCP-963, which Dr. Myriad is able to view their surroundings from.

Dr. Myriad itself finds great freedom in self-expression through the shapeshifting abilities of SCP-963, though struggles to come to terms with its side effect of immortality. Outbursts due to stress have manifested in off-the-grid escapades, pranks, and in some extreme cases, containment breaches, but the extra energy is currently being funneled into their work. Many coworkers find them still quite agreeable and easy to work with despite these outbursts. Dr. Myriad utilizes its shapeshifting to assess the behavior of their assigned SCPs, most often plants, animals, and the occasional sentient object. They have been essential in understanding the processes of several SCPs, especially those with intricate social structures. Any concerns the Doctor has with containment procedures WILL be addressed by it, regardless of authority rule. While Dr. Myriad's loyalty to Foundation regulations is questionable at best, she is still a great asset to any site under threat due to past Field Agent training, flexibility in threat assessment, and lack of self preservation while protecting others. She could escape the Foundation on her own if she wanted to. But still, they remain. They have something still keeping them there. Or someone.

Happy Trans Day of Visibility from Dr. Myriad! 🎉🎉🎉🎉

if myriad could pick three pokemon to have in a team. what would she pick 👀

She would have her GOOPERS... Hisuian Goodra (Marbles), Furret (Goo), and Ditto (SlipNSlide)

What’s myr and theo’s relationship like ? :0

Myr always tries to visit her brother at least every month, trying to do something fun, catch up, make the best of their situation, because she thinks she understands how hard it is on Theo. She knows of the hazard put on him, but not how badly it affects him. Myr sees him as their little brother even if they don't remember how old the other is anymore. They feel like they need to hold onto the time they spend with him, show him mercy and joy in his elongated lifespan, hoping he'll be freed. The only 'real family' she has left. Theo loves her very much, but always holds a pit in his stomach knowing that their moments together will end. Despite the memetic hazard affecting his perception of time, he can sense the start and end, always dreading the end.

Theo can sense the holes in his memory, but it feels like gaps within gaps, unable to be entirely completed, attention shoved aside to something else. One of his oldest memories was the dream of starting a bakery on the outside with Myriad, but no longer knows if or when it's going to happen. Even in her company, he misses his sibling so much. It feels like they used to be close. He can't tell the next time they're going to meet, and some people just disappear from his life. He doesn't know how long any of them have lived. He dreads the day she disappears too.

With the mycelium weapon newly woven into his body, Micah's veins flood with new energy. It tells him he needs its first blood spilled to be Myriad's. But upon arrival, he finds his sibling half-melted from a heavy wound to the head, pleading for a swift death so they can reset. Seeing them vulnerable, Micah pulls the mycelium back. He wants to use his hands instead.

Something past rage fuels his iron grip on Myriad's throat, their flesh easily collapsing, already liquifying in his hands. Myriad only tugs weakly at his shirt in retaliation, struggling as the life melts from their eyes into the mass. Micah's grip only relaxes when his fingers press against the floor beneath him, resting in the puddle of his sibling's flesh. He feels the mycelium snake and writhe out of his body as he rises, eager with the adrenaline rush. Myriad would wake up again later that day, fully regenerated without as much as a bruise on her neck, but she'll still remember the sheer horror in her brother's eyes.

Guide to your Thang

Attack on @mattastr0phic !

An Artfight revenge for @mattastr0phic :] - O5-6 Won't you look at that, didn't forget to post it this time...

Myricle Hexbugs

It'd be hot to put your babygirl (myriad) in a cowboy outfit

just sayin....

My beautiful, sweet slime cowboy

Collection of doodles for Field Researchers Clef and Myriad... This is a time where most of the Foundation rumors came about Clef, and why junior researchers are scared of him even if he stands about doing nothing in the dark. Bit of a resident boogeyman. Myriad hates this but can't help but be fascinated with him, just like with Ukulele, but it's not the same person they used to work with. It feels like he came back wrong, but she wants them anyways...