Everything was sleek and clean, perhaps too clean. "I do not like this," Stan muttered under his breath. He squinted. There were strange lights that distracted him, reminding him of those horrible hospital lights. He could tell that he was no longer in Crash Site Omega. In front of him was his nephew, his brother, his niece-in-law, the Cheshire-looking man who he just remembered was going to be his and Ford's boss (to his vexation), the icy doctor who had even less chill than ice, and...there was an unfamiliar black woman in doctor coat who moments ago nearly choked when he shouted out when he woke up who for some reason was here.

"Where are we?" Stan questioned as he scanned his surrounding environment.

"We are in Site-17 of the SCP Foundation," Diana informed him.

Stan blinked a few times just to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Indeed he wasn't, though he did not recognize the black woman.

"Who is the chick?" Stanley pointed at the black woman with an amulet of red jewelry with disheveled hair. For some reason, Seras, Ford and Jacob cringed while Clef gave one of his irritable amused smirks.

"It's me Bright! I swamped bodies! Don't worry, the D-class had a death sentence for murdering her entire bloodline!" Bright held his amulet and showed it.

"So assuring." Ford sarcastically commented that the Foundation's way of always making everything gray including the use of convicts and criminals in their experiments never ceased to amaze him.

"You…are a woman!?" If it weren't for the fact that Ley was shocked by this change of gender, he would have gagged that he called the amulet-wearing doctor a chick.

"I'm gender fluid!" Jack informed him of an offense.

Suddenly, the sound of the guards shouting could be heard when a certain bipedal reptile came in and then jumped at Stan who staggered a bit as he was trying to get rid of the creature that was hanging on him as he sees him as his mother.

"Argh! Get off! Stupid turkey!" It was Chompy who was now licking him as he struggled to get it off.

Seras gestured to the guards to not infer and with a glance told them to go away which they followed.

Iceberg seems interested in Chompy fixing his glass "Curious, some of the dinosaurs identified in the underground were unknown not found in the fossilized records before and some to be anomalous, like that pterodactyl which had teeth to even finding a frozen two-headed sauropod, I wonder if this Compsognathus is also anomalous or if his kind is naturally this intelligent."

As 'fascinating' Stan found all this nerd talk, he put his pet down and changed the subject "What happened to the team?"

They grimaced.

"They…it was chaos they didn't reach in time before the weirdness bubble cage the whole Gravity Falls, for all we know they are still there." Ford sight.

"Damn, what happens now?"

"That we will see in the conference," Iceberg stated.

Subsequently, the group came out of the room to this conference place.

"Welcome to the SCP Foundation old hags!" Alto gave a grandiose greeting and then led them out of the room by opening the door with a harsh smack.

As the group walked the sleek hallway of the Site, the elder Pines saw many things that caught their eyes in contrast to others who were used to seeing those, including rooms with some having glasses each containing an SCP or an anomaly.

SCP-4453; Inside there was a Greek woman who was throwing a tantrum while causing a tornado that was throwing objects and stuff while a researcher was hiding behind furniture who seemed to be trying to calm her down.

"Now, now Hera! Think positive!" The researcher failed to calm the humanoid entity.

"That's the end! I'm gonna divorce my husband Zeus and then sue him over 65% of his properties!" the humanoid throws her tantrum.

Stan and Ford blinked at each other, either there was something that they were missing or that was the Greek goddess Hera throwing a tantrum and deciding to sue and divorce Zeus. if they thought things couldn't get any weirder, they were wrong.

Next room was SCP-2137 in it researchers for some reason were listening to some hip-hop musical guy that reported to them crimes that were happening from a radio and writing notes.

In a room titled SCP-93 A D-class puts SCP-93 a red disc carved from a stone composite resembling cinnabar, with circular engravings and unknown symbols put on a mirror resulting in it becoming a doorway to a deserted parallel earth and then a flying drone went through the doorway, and from the short glance Ford saw some half-top giant with leaking holes of some brown liquid on its head that moved with its two only arms on the ground before alarms came inside the room and the D-class was ordered to take off the disc as the giant was coming closer. Ford in particular was intrigued by the dimensional properties of this anomalous object.

In a room named "Laboratory" two scientists one a black female and the other an alabaster male both wearing hazard gloves and safety goggles working on some big ray gun attached to a power source inside which as Ford recognized was a size-changing crystal from Gravity Falls that had the property of changing the size of objects and living beings. Then, the ray gunshot and shrank a goat with the cage that contained it shrinking into the size of a palm of hand.

SCP-2967 inside of which was an aquarium were octopuses that looked even more intelligent than normal octopuses as they communicated with a female researcher by writing on a pad using a marker which wrote 'Crows Suck, Octi rules.' Guess that's what Spanko meant about crows and octopuses being enemies during his slapstick dad jokes during the party that would make Robbie's pale skin crawl in agony.

On their way, they saw a very small humanoid made of twines that was killing a mouse using its twines. They were gonna question that but Iceberg beat them to it.

"That's just SCP-4016, it's our mice exterminator." the blue-haired doctor said with indifference.

"Neat, wouldn't have to pay for mouse traps if I had one of those." The con man Pines with interest and greed commented which made his twin sight, of course, money would be the first thing his twin would think seeing a living twine.

They also saw signs of destruction that workers were repairing, likely due to the assault by enemy GOIs.

On their way, they passed a doctor and Ford could swear the doctor in question was talking with a calculator in his hand with the name SCP-168 on a tap on its back which was conversing as well by digitizing words instead of numbers.

Thwart!

The lashing of a creature from SCP-58 room startled them a bit, It was some large heart-looking creature with a scorpion stinger, 4 legs and 4 barbed tentacles that seemed trying to lash out at the humans from its protective window glass with prison pipes around it, a quick reminder to them that not everything contained by the Foundation is harmless or safe.

SCP-2091 in a room from the window saw a girl in her 20s caressing a moving sculpture of a bear that was alive from its locomotion.

In one room they saw a guardsman talking to a monitor with the caller who was named SCP-3811 on the chat an African-American black woman in her 30s.

"There were spiders everywhere…." The guardsman shuddered as he held both of his arms.

"Arachnophobia is a common phobia, it's nothing to be ashamed of." The black woman who seemed to be a therapist comforted him.

Jack nudged Ford on the shoulder "For the record, it's all Clef's fault." She then walked away leaving Stanford confused.

Clef was admiring SCP-127 which on his way walking was an MP5K-PDW submachine gun inside a protective glass container and from the description written on it, it was a living gun that shot teeth.

In the closed room they saw giant spiders with one of them with a familiar feminine voice shouting as she thrashed at a sealed ironed window repeatedly while a female doctor from the other side of the glass was writing down on a clipboard like he was studying an animal's mannerism in a zoo "Let me out! Let me OUUUUT! THEY ARE TRYING TO REFORM US IN NOT EATING HUMANS!" the unknown doctor simply continued to write.

"Hello, 8-legged freaks! How's your permanent residence?" Jack chimed in.

"YOU INDECENT MEN CAME TO OUR ATTRACTION, WRECKED THE PLACE AND US INCLUDED AND THEN THREW US IN A GLORIFIED TERRARIUM! AND YOU ALSO WERE SHAMELESS ENOUGH TO PUNCH A WOMAN!"

"Oh we do believe in equality, which is why we didn't hesitate and massacred you like any man, also Considering your target seems to be mainly men does that mean women are less worthy than men in your eyes?" Clef's point made the spider creature pause and her face hump knowing she did not argue against that.

"So, sorry to break your bubble, but you need to progress beyond your baseline understanding of the fair gender." Jack rubbed the salt, he and Alto were now wearing a smug smile as she kept opening her mouth to say something in protest which she failed to do.

Stan couldn't help himself but chuckle at this turn of events seeing that woman he met during that infamous road trip who turned out to be a Karen and a spider the worst combination possible not only got beaten and put in a box by the Foundation but also is now having her entire world view shattered.

Diana saw Ley's chuckle and frowned "Oh I'm sorry, weren't you who left the Spider people to continue feeding on people even two years later until the Foundation came in?" That stopped Stan's chuckle, seemingly having no answer for his judgmental niece-in-law with a face that said 'Oh…'.

"Wooooh, burn!" The wearer of SCP-963 echoed.

Walter decided to join his wife as well. "And if I recall correctly, you let our kids use a mind-controlling tie on your twin and didn't even bat an eye?" he asked Stanford with an eyebrow.

Ford's expression was that of 'Why am I being targeted instead of Stanley!?' like Stanley had no real answer.

Jack and Clef tsked and tsked with their heads shaking left and right.

"That's shady even for our standards." Bright feigns disapproval.

"At least I just kill people, not giving mind control devices to kids like candy or leaving an anomaly to continuously eat people," Clef said it like he had the high ground without realizing the irony of what he just said.

Both doctors commented in disapproval respectively.

"You're both numbskulls." Jacob sighed and then moved so as his wife and the eccentric doctors, leaving the elder twins pausing and abashed until they joined in.

Despite all the strange things they saw, what caught the Stans' interest was the next attraction which made them pause and come closer to take a better look, Inside a room was some teacher caricature looking like some old teaching program from a projector connected to a computer that was teaching math to a group of children some of whom were visibly no ordinary kids.

A normal boy who sat near some sort of pink blob of many eyes which was called Ud'itlah by him. Just looking at it was giving them a migraine, some firm magenta-coloured blob with many eyes and tendrils that looked straight out of one of Lovecraft's books and yet no one was alarmed by it, if anything the companion boy seemed to be friendly and playful with him same as the creature.

A girl with pink hair with two mismatched eyes one with iris green and the other with black sclera and iris yellow near three completely strange creatures one an eyeless quadruped tiger-like of pink and blue, the other was some living flesh floating balloon with tendrils and the sweater she wore turned out be a living creature as a cat head appeared from it and meowed.

An Asian girl with eyes that contained the void of space with stars inside them.

A boy with a red cape around his neck wearing a red suit with gray parts on the chest, boots and other parts that seem to be armor, motioned with red cackling energy coming out of both of his hands turned his glass of water into a glass of orange juice.

And many more.

One of the kids stared back at the elder Pines brothers, A cyborg with a glowing red eye, had something like a mask and speaker instead of a mouth and one of her hands had long scissor-like metallic claws instead of fingers which made them move backwards a bit from the unexpected gaze by a Cyborg Child that scared them both on how she looked and how she could ended up like that.

"Found something interesting?" Alto intervened and held both Pines from shoulder to shoulder from side with both of his arms which they did not feel comfortable about.

"What happened to that girl? Was she always like this or…" Stanford pondered in morbid curiosity.

"That kid? Oh, you mean the Cyborg Child? Don't worry, the sicko who did that to her has been decommissioned." Clef said with a malevolent grin and then left them, the Stans did not need any more clarification to catch the ex-GOC's insinuation and followed him as he joined the group. -" Anyway, just to make sure what sleeping beauty saw was just some hallucination not another entity of the week poking around, did it at least say who or what he was?"

"Well, I don't know what to say, buddy, it just said a bunch of names and called himself an SCP, SPC-343 I think?" he said while he put a penny inside a gumball machine he saw in his way, making sure no one sees the strings attached to the penny which he then used to get back out of the machine.

"SCP-343?" Seras blinked in surprise, the other doctors seemed to recognize that as well

"Yeah? And no Poidexeter, no need to tell me I mispronounced SCP again." He cut his twin brother short before he corrected him, an annoying habit his genius brother had.

"Oh, that mother- " Before Clef could finish his curse with a snarl which indicated that he bore hostility toward the SCP.

"HEY!" The gumball machine just shouted which made the Stans in particular Ley catch off guard the latter who nearly dropped the gumball.

"HOW DO YOU LIKE I RIP YOUR HEART OUT AND GUM IT OUT? ALSO, YOU DIDN'T EVEN PAY ME PROPERLY!" It talked.

Ford interjected to apologize on behalf of his sibling "We are very sorry, we didn't know- "

"MONEY MINIONS!"

Two men showed up out of the blue.

"GET MY ORGAN BACK!

The right one took the gumball from Ley to his objection.

"AND THEN GIVE HIM A VICTORIAN STYLE SLAP!"

The other guy took off his glove and then used it to slap Stan at his left cheek making his face shake to the right turn a bit. "Ow!" Stanley with a frown.

"WHEN I LEARN YOUR NAME, YOU WILL BE SUED! SUEEEED!" The sentient gumball machine put a long pause on that as its minions moved him away.

"What was that?" Stanford who was a bit amused asked, he wasn't the only one as others except for Chompy and Iceberg seemed amused as well.

"Better question; Who the hell that glorified gumball machine thinks he is?" Ley growled as he nuzzled his cheek.

"SCP-5595 the sentient gumball machine, our finance guy who you basically nearly ate one of his organs," Diana replied to their inquiry.

"You let a gumball machine do your finances??" Stan flabbergasted.

"No! Of course not!" Jacob rebuffed his uncles, they sight in relief and then their nephew gave a jerk smirk that was oddly like Stan's whenever he is amused -"He is actually the head of the finances department."

Now the relief stopped and they were suffering a small mental breakdown from their inability to process the sheer absurdity of that statement. Jack and Alto laughed at seeing the Stans' reaction.

"If I knew just telling you two stooges that would break you both, I wouldn't even waste time planning on ways to boss you around, Good job bookworm!" The gun-loving lunatic cackled like a hyena and then patted the back of Jacob with force to his startlement.

For the sake of their sanity, Ford decided to change the subject "Can you explain this SCP-343." Not knowing that it's going to snap their sanity even harder.

"It's simply really…."- Seras clapped her hands -"he's God." She replied bluntly.

There was a pregnant pause before Stanford asked for clarification "god of what?"

"Not 'a god', the God." Jacob pointed his finger up.

They didn't catch his meaning until realization hit them like ice-cold water "GOD IS REAL!?" Ley and Ford at the same time blurted out with their eyes coming out of their eye sockets making Iceberg wince at the shout while Jack felt cathartic, it was only Clef who wasn't amused.

Stan was now having an existential crisis considering he just talked to 'God' in his dream "If God is real…does that mean I can go to Hell!? Wait…I'm Jewish I'm not even supposed to believe in hell so SUCK IT SATAN!" Ley shouted to the ceiling with a victorious roar then pondered something "Wait…was I supposed to kneel in front of him?"

"You should have kicked him between his divine groin that's what!" Alto growled, it appeared to the Pines twins that he did not like that SCP at all.

Dr. Pines shrugged and came in "We don't know, maybe he's just some powerful interdimensional being trolling us for a laugh, he sometimes shows up in his

designated room, all attempts to properly contain him failed and since he never hurt anyone we just let him go and come as he please."

The conman let out a groan while his genius twin pinched the bride of his nose.

"And that's normal." The six-fingered Pines muttered.

"Spend enough time, and you'll lose your sense of normalcy," Iceberg told them with brutal honesty.

As they moved, they reached a checkpoint with scanners and guards with one of them gesturing to them to stop. "Hold, weapons aren't allowed, sorry sirs."

Bright and Seras coughed to have their attention.

"And ma'ams." the guard apologetically corrected.

They one by one put their weapons down until the last one Clef was stopped before passing the scanner.

"That also includes you, sir." Alto gave a disgruntled huff and began putting his weapons away.

A hunting knife, a colt sidearm, two semi-automated side arms, a shotgun, a barreled side arm shotgun, his kinetic gun, two grenades, a frag grenade, a submission pistol and the weapons he had kept pouring and coming from all over his clothes.

Seras was now muttering something in his breath while Jacob rolled his eyes with a mouth half opened in exasperation, Bright snickered, Iceberg showed no emotion at all and the Stans looked flatfooted with their jaws slightly opened.

"This is gonna take some time." Clef gave a finger to wait for a moment; however, seeing that his check was not gonna be over anytime soon the group decided to leave him behind.

"How does he even walk with all that…" Ford wondered.

"A better question, how he has fit so many guns on himself? Because frankly as a respectable con artist, I'm impressed!" Stan admitted.

"Yeah…Clef is a bit enthusiastic about guns to the point I'm pretty sure he would make a religion about it if he wasn't the head of the Decommissioning Department." Jack admitted.

"A bit would be an understatement." Diana snorted.

As they entered the conference room, inside was a variety of colorful characters sitting on transportable conference chairs with the sound of conversing and speaking between them and they were anything but normal; a dog in a doctor's suit, a shark inside a movable aquarium, a woman who looked part plant and part human, a guy who had a swarm of green flowers around him and oh, a brain in a jar of green liquid and there is a woman with Moose antlers near a mic setup.

'Swell, I'm surrounded by lunatics and nerds!' Stanley thought to his dismay.

'I have found my people!' Stanford on the other hand was having an epiphany.

"Ahhh~ these are my kind of people!" Bright with both hands on her hips

Shatter

Just then, a cup of water flew and broke into a wall near Bright and she didn't even blink and continued.

"Everyone from all sites is here! Dr. Mann."

An old guy with a beard wearing a monocle.

"Dr. Gears."

A bald man with only some hair in full white laboratory clothing with rectangle glasses that looked with even less emotion than a rock

"His kid has daddy issues to the point that she has a multiversal club of different versions of herself," Jacob whispered to his uncles.

"Sheesh, and here I thought we had daddy issues," Stan grumbled.

"SCP-CN-985, the telekinetic shark."

It was indeed a shark inside of an aquarium with 4 robotic legs and two-fingered robotic arms that was reading from its aquarium a floating book about the Shark family.

"Dr. Roth."

A cat in a doctor's lab coat was licking his right palm.

"Agent Jackson who used to be a D-class D-14134 before, this mad lad managed to neutralize SCP-1983 and became one of the two D-classes who were awarded the Foundation Star."

A black man who seemed to be in his 70s or 60s, funny enough he seemed to be the most ordinary of everyone here.

"Agent Diogenes."

An androgyne black person in black formal attire.

"Dr. Sinclair from Sloth's Pitt is burning her hand because she is experimenting with her pyrokinesis."

A redhead pale skinned young woman with freckles greeted with a hand up before realizing her greeting hand is on fire and then tries to put it out by blowing down on it frantically.

"Dr. Margaret aka SCP-496-J, how' you doing?" Bright winked flirtatiously toward a Caucasian female with deep purple-violet eyes and silver hair with gold streaks with two white dove wings on her back, afterwards, she giggled.

"Agent Troy."

The same ponytailed blonde with purple tie the Stans met but with his right arm in a basket.

"Dr. Kain who has an obsession with extracting people's souls inside a jar."

"It's for science!" A yellow dog in doctor's clothing barked and continued to bark.

Bark!

Bark!

"Dr. King, how is the apple sauce?"

"Very funny." A deadpane doctor said surrounded by apples and apple seeds and even holding a pot with a small apple tree on it.

"He's cursed," Bright whispered to the twins.

"Two of the other members of Last Hope, SCP-4128 and Agent Adams."

Former is a ripped man whose muscles seem to be so steely that you could see them from his shirt and the latter was a woman wearing some sort of advanced black dress with red lines around it with the Foundation logo near her neck carrying a motorcycle-like helmet but with two air filters on it.

"Agent Lawrence aka SCP-5175 aka the Japanese anime fan with a chopstick with a samurai ghost inside it." He meant the male Japanese wearing a green hoodie.

"Nani?" Lawrence inquired in Japanese with indignation while ghost whispers could be heard from the possessed Moroccan knife.

"SCP-5595 the sentient gumball machine who you had the pleasure of meeting."

"YOU WILL BE SUED STANLEE!" The mentioned sentient inanimate object threatens.

"IT'S STANLEY WITH A Y!" Stanley shouted.

"Agent Dimitri, Clef's drinking buddy."

"Privet." The middle-aged Russian with a bulky muscular body form greeted his native language while eating a sandwich and his teeths were steely.

"Dr. Light(and my punishment in life)."

A blonde female doctor who huffed.

"Director Moose(I know, unironic really)."

The middle-aged woman with Moose antlers.

"Dr. Cimmerian.

A formal yellow-colored wearing man with a tie with half of his face burnt.

"Dr. Gerald."

The man looked like he had been in a car crash, bruised, stitches around, black powder on his face and he still held the car's steering wheel.

"Dr. Photosynthesis(a very on-the-nose name if you ask me.)"

It was indeed, the female doctor was green and was like a hybrid of a plant and a human who held a pot of an instance of SCP-1612 which was a Glycine max that had a little light of the fire on it and yet didn't seem harmed by it and a pot of an instance SCP-3171 which is an achlorophyllous crimson cactus.

"Scandalous!" The red cactus uttered.

"The Brian in a jar is Jeremy Valdez aka SCP-2099 aka can't even remember why he is a Brian in a jar."

He pointed at the brain inside a green liquid jar and then objected "Not my fault my genius is boundless! (They call me crazy just because I wanted to create a race of atomic super robots that suck blood…)" The brain in a jar muttered.

"My favorite couple before Agent Seras and Dr. Pines(sorry guys)."-

"Huh?" Jacob expressed confusion whereas his wife rolled her eyes.

-"Researcher Talloran and Agent Kondraki."

A brunette male with a round glass and orange shirt with doctor's clothing and a muscular man with MTF armor respectively both sitting together all lovey-dovey.

"Dr. Right."

A jet-black-haired woman with a formal skirt who had a small unknown member of pterodactyls on her left hand dangling called SCP-346 which was eating snacks she offered it to eat. Chompy was looking at it dumbly.

"Dr. Kiryu."

A far-eastern woman with shoulder-length jet-black hair looking at a bunch of butterflies on her hand with fascination.

"And wait…is that Dr. Kondraki? Wasn't he supposed to be dead?"

He meant the middle-aged brunette bearded man with a green shirt, a doctor's coat, a rectangle glass and a brown flat cap with a camera held by a string around his neck and for some reason had many green butterflies that sat or flew around him.

"I don't know. Our job is so inconsistent and contradictory it gets hard to keep track. I'm pretty sure I died by suicide and yet I don't even know how I'm here!" Iceberg threw his hands up in frustration.

Just then, Clef came in "Came back, is it not my fault that I take pride in my- oh crap, is that Konny?" He noticed Dr. Kondraki and with a mischievous smile walked toward him.

"Oh no." Iceberg grabbed a bucket from a janitor and put it on his head knowing what was going to happen not even caring that the bucket was filled with water, the Stans look confused not knowing as some people here seem apprehensive like Agent Adams putting her helmet on, Bright who in contrast to others seem to be eager who filled a cup with popcorn from a coffee machine of all things(SCP-294) though they decided not to question that seeing there is no point asking how a coffee machine produced popcorns as it is something that was tamed compared to all they saw and heard of this over expensive weirdness zoo.

"Well if it isn't the madman who once rode 682, my ex-boyfriend!" Clef grinned with hands gesturing at the Doctor with green butterflies.

The Stans blinked, realizing what was going to happen, but it was too late.

Kondraki chuckled, "We were young back then, those were certainly the days, I certainly wasn't this fat." shoved his stomach with a smack, unsatisfied with the state of her body.

"Oh shut up! I would still rock your world to an XK-class!"

"Hmmf, you always knew exactly how to heat up expired pancakes~"

"By the Serpent whyyyy!?" Jacob cried out in distress while his wife hissed with her teeth in disgust.

"Sometimes I wonder why I ever worked with you." Agent Adams told Clef as she felt her eardrums were turning into worms from just hearing that even with the helmet on her head.

Agent Draven Kondraki shivered "I can never look at pancakes the same way ever again…" Draven Kondraki muttered at the not-so-subtle flirtation between Clef and his father looking down while Talloran gave his husband a sympathetic pat.

"Same here," Ley grunted who was now shielding his ears.

Director Moose coughed on the microphone, saving everyone from this bad B-rated rom-com moment. "May I? Representatives are coming, I prefer whatever shenanigans you all cook to be put on a pause until the conference is over."

And so they waited for everyone else to come and see a colorful cast of diverse people.

Soon enough, more and more people came in from Foundation Sites across the world from Site-43 which had an eccentric reputation to put kindly to Site-322 who are firm advocates of the Integration Project in integrating anomalies to the SCP Foundation and the society and Site-211 which is a sentient building that used to be an abandoned elementary school which has an intense desire to aid the SCP Foundation(SCP-3970). Even retired SCP employees came from Negaseattle.

Now, the only ones left are other Groups of Interests and representatives across the anomalous world.

They came, diverse in uniform, clothing, philosophy, attitude, ethnicity and even race. Some weren't human much less human in a normal sense. Time like this made Stanley grasp that in his entire life facing the weird, he simply was scratching at the surface of a much bigger anomalous world, except for Bill Cipher and all other entities, conspirators and creatures he saw in that little town in Oregon weren't even the top of the food chain. These were the people who ruled hidden countries inside countries, the ones who lived in the dark and were at the top with some maintaining the Masquerade like the Foundation. As to embrace darkness, you may fear the light.

Delegates came across the anomalous world varying in appearance and clothing, by then The elder Pines twins, especially Stanford, were busy asking their companions about them feeling like fishes out of water to get a read.

An ambassador from the fabled city of Atlantis.

A representative from the Third Empire from Antarctica.

Boring from Oregon.

Three Portlands.

Cipher City which is a digitally made city by Maxwellist Mekhanites that for cyborgs looked more normal but with few visible cybernetics on their face or body like neuron electronic tattoos or some sort of interface on their head.

Esterberg from Central Europe had three representatives, The first one was a human male, the second one looked like a cross between an Elf and Fae with bug-like wings on her back with elven ears and the real surprise for the elder Pines was the third one who was a bigfoot wearing an organic living attire(also known as SCP-1000), apparently sasquatches used to rule the earth when humans were just cavemen to their incredibility. Poindexter inquired more from his nephew who told him that the Fae, Yerens and Humans share a common ancestor resulting in their strings.

The Finfolks who are humanoids with fish characteristics like gills and webbings between their fingers came from what they heard live on a giant mechanical crab(SCP-3700 and SCP-4700) and these fish people were kind predecessors to the SCP Foundation's mission in securing and containing dangerous anomalies. It made Sixer wonder if Mermaids and Sirens are like cousins to these Finfolks and if they had a hand in the creation of the SCP Foundation, unfortunately, even level 3 clearance doesn't allow him to learn how and when the Foundation was founded, for all he knew the Foundation may existed for centuries as Dr. Iceberg informed him.

The church of Second Hytoth with almost all its membering being literal aliens from outer space and so as other extraterrestrial races the Foundation contacted some put the science fiction aliens in shame such as the Gliscians(SCP-1342-3) that were radially symmetrical vertebroids with three snake-like limbs, Taronyuses that were green humanoids with shoulder grindle arms with six digits who were refugees and survivors from their apocalyptic planet that from what the Stans could gathered had their own version of Weirdmageddon but on a global scale(SCP-4547) who now live on Mars with a few in the Anomalous Community on Earth, Titanians(SCP-3788) that looked like sunfish on three limbs that actually came from the Sol system from Titan moon of Saturn to the Stans surprise, Orthothans who are probably one the most ancient extraterrestrials that came in were cone-looking psionic race six long arms and 4 legs who were the most zealous of the intergalactic Church and Keradids(SCP-7999-3) who despite basically looking like giant mantises from what they learned are quite friendly and curious people as the Kerdadid representative looking at humans and other races and different ethnicities in childish curiosity. From what they learned Earth has kind of become a refugee for alien races in certain conditions of course to protect the veil and prevent any cultural and species clashes. Ford himself met much radically different life forms some of which would put humanity's very understanding of life in question during his time traveling the multiverse so he unlike his twin was quick to adjust whereas Stan was looking at the aliens like a hawk, if it weren't for Walter who was amused by his uncle's look telling him it is rude staring he would have continued to do so.

The Global Occult Coalition comprised occult factions including the Bavarian Illuminati, the Reformed Knight Templars and other occult groups some can be heard from conspiracy boards with their mission instead of containing anomalous threats is that of termination. Jacob called them "Bookburners" with a spiteful snark, and said ominously that if they had their way and the Foundation adopted their "Human Supremacy" ideas they would have started another holocaust on a wider scale and the world would burn by the vengeful cries of their victims(SCP-1730). Whereas Seras was much more ambivalent toward them, While she does think some anomalies should be destroyed and are too dangerous to exist she also didn't approve of their trigger-happy conduct like the time they reduced a sentient chair to a pile of broken wood resulting in it developing hatred toward GOC as she mentioned.

A GOC ambassador was greeting Clef in person. There is no act of hostility, but feign politeness like scorpions dancing around each other with verbal as their stingers.

"Long time no see Agent Ukulele, How is your daughter?" The ambassador with ingenuine politeness asked while giving a handshake which the ex-GOC reciprocated.

Alto did not give in to giving him any satisfaction by reacting so he simply smiled and gave his own venom "How is that military base you kidnapped me and my buddy Dimitri in?"

There was a slight twitch from the ambassador's eyes before putting back his poker face while Clef gave a slight satisfying smirk and so, they departed. Later Bright reminded the Stans that Clef used to work for GOC before he defected to the Foundation, they tried to ask why because from what they had seen and heard of Clef they found it odd that a remorseless killer who kills with glee would change allegiance from an organization whose job is mostly to neutralize to one whose job is more containing than destroying, Jack deflected their question though from her sympathetic look they know it was something personal so they relented.

The Church of the Broken God: a religious organization that saw flesh as inherently evil believing that mechanization was the way to ascension which was apparent by their cybernetics, They also worship a deity Mekhane also called "The Broken God" believing this being as the avatar of enlightenment who sacrificed its body to trap Yaldabaoth and they seek to bring its remains together so that their god reactivates and bring about a techno-organic apotheosis.

The church consisted of 2 major factions including; the Cogwork Orthodox Church were steampunk-looking cyborgs some of whose extent of mechanization was so that they appeared inhuman some reminding them of the abominators the Factory used to attack but with more elegancy and with sentience apparent something making ticking noises.

The Church of Maxwellism instead of steam and clockwork-driven machinery used modern technologies using computing and sensing techs to favor small-scale body

modification, Though some did have visible body replacements and made humming computer sounds, they instead believed that Mekhan's fragments are in the digital realm and by interconnecting everyone in digital space apotheosis can be reached. Not surprisingly, like all religions even their sects can't agree on their methods resulting in both sides butting heads with one another a lot.

Many sects of Nälkä also known as Proto-Sarkics from SCP-2815 a village from Hungary to SCP-4036 aka the Adytite Republic of Polynesia also came in. Sarkicism is opposite to the Mekhanites who believe in augmenting the flesh rather than replacing it using means such as thaumaturgy, rituals, organic manipulation and flesh-crafting which explains why some of the present company didn't look like average humans with some having animalistic characteristics like one having retractable claws to one of their authority figures having big bat-like ears and even accompanying some bizarre creatures that seem to come from body horror movies like some canine creature with the head of an octopus. Sarkicism is centered around Grand Karcist Ion a messiah figure who started the slave revolts against their Daevite masters and even wears a flesh of Yaldabaoth as a cloak reaching apotheosis or has martyred himself. Despite how numerous in practice and there being with no unified organization they generally are considered in two categories:

Proto-Sarkics who believe humanity should not bow to any god or tyrant and through 'consumption' of divinity including Yaldabaoth ascension can be reached.

Neo-Sarkis in contrast to the Nälkä believe in dominating others and bringing back Yaldabaoth either as a mean dominate or for the flesh god to assert its reign dismissing Ion's moral teaching which made them very unpopular in the anomalous communities with Proto-Sarkis being downright hostile toward the "heretics" and infamous for human sacrifices, making pacts with otherworldly beings and their aristocratic view on bloodlines which was self-explaining why only Proto-sarkics are here.

Jacob advised the Stans to not call them sarkics in their presence as apparently that was a slang term Mekhanites use from the Greek word for flesh and also warned them that Sarkites and Mekhanites had been enemies for millennials hence why there seem to be a tense air between them and Broken God followers often returning glares at each other.

Funny enough, the Horizon Initiative also was trading glares at them both. Seeing them both as pagans, witches and heathens as it was an organization made of the three major Abrahamic religions who held disdain for anomalies that originated from

pagan cultures at worst and suspicion at best dedicated to containment and destruction of anomalies.

Stan once joked calling them the modern Inquisition and Crusaders with an obscure reference to an old series about the Spanish Inquisition.

The Stan twins and Jacob fondly thought that if Dipper was here he would geek so hard he would have trouble breathing and ask a million questions about everything, before then their fondness was replaced with sadness not knowing if the young Pines twins are alright or not; however, Tickle Monster 's benevolent nature gave them hope that they were safe whereas it was not much comfort for Diana to have her kids be at the mercy of an anomaly that has ties with the Scarlet King even though it proved to be benevolent, not to mention it never showed the ability to teleport people or manipulating thaumaturgical energies so who knows what other secrets the Tickle Monster has in store.

At last, the UIU showed who was looked at as a joke by the rest of the GOIs.

"Ah great, who invited UIUseless?" Alto commented with an eye roll, a group of men and women wearing formal government black appeared and among them, two very familiar agents seemed to recognize them.

"You!"- Agent Power pointed at them and he and Agent Trigger didn't seem to be thrilled -"What are those two wackjob hustlers doing here!?" He meant the Stans who also seem to be surprised by this unexpected reunion.

"Friends of yours?" Their niece-in-law asked the elder twins with a glance.

"Unfortunately," Stan grumbled.

"Scoundrels!" The red cactus from the half-plant doctor added.

"These people are criminals! They should be in prison!" Power clarified.

"They work with the SCP Foundation now." Jacob came to the defense of his uncles.

"But…they tried to destroy the world!" Trigger sputtered.

"Oh for the love of…" Stanley exasperated in frustration, before he could say something sarcastic his twin beat him to it.

"It was an interdimensional portal, not a doomsday device you Men in Black halfwits!" Stan being Stan was glad to see his twin for once dropping his well-mannered facade, also frustrated as well.

"The Foundation is accountable to no major power, the US has no jurisdiction nor the Unusual Bureau." Dr. Light got up from her seat, interjected and reminded them firmly.

"But…" Trigger tried to protest again.

"Butbutbutbuuuutt! What's the matter? That memory blast they shot you with made ya forget how to speak?" Clef mocked, Power glared at him but he seemed to be even more satisfied.

"Yeah! We are legit now! so suck it up, bucko!" The conman Pines sneered. The agents realized this was a losing battle

"Wait a minute, I thought you worked for the Agency?" Poindexter recalled.

"Agency is a department of the Federal Unusual Incidents Unit for your information." Agent Power corrected.

"More like the dumping place for the uselessness of the useless." Clef snorted.

"And weirdos," Bright added in, not comprehending the irony he just said.

"Must be such an ego bust having your overtaxing glorified zoo, considering some of your freak shows are now rampaging around in US soil." Trigger fired back.

"Remind us again, who are the ones who got scared by a mere necromancy done by an inexperienced child and got amneticized to their superiors?" Seras with locked arms spat venom.

Deciding there was no point Power told his partner "Enough, this argument is pointless, come Agent Trigger." So the Agents moved away to seat another please while Clef and Bright gave them mocking expressions like children which they did not react to to not give the duo any satisfaction.

As Director Moose was explaining the situation on Gravity Falls, making a grand speech about why they need to be united and all she then reached the part where she talked about the weirdness bubble that stopped anything or anyone from coming inside or out.

"- None of our thaumaturgist or reality-bending experts managed to find a way to penetrate the anomalous shield, Dr. Ford?"

"Uh yes?" Stanford saw the attention on him now, hence he decided to stand up.

"You know more than anyone about Gravity Falls, do you have any input? Any suggestion would help."

"As a matter of fact, I knew an equation to disable the shield, unfortunately, it doesn't work anymore."

"Why so?"

"You have to understand the weird- the shield only contained extra-dimensional threats before, whatever they did has changed it and its rules and I only knew how to put down the shield before because I had Gravity Falls researched for years, it would take at least 4 or 3 months to decipher the equation of the changed shield."

Everyone began to murmur.

"What about the nuclear option?" A UIU agent asked, everyone then began laughing at him.

"Doesn't work imbecile, if unconventional means couldn't break it, what makes conventional ones work?" The GOC Ambassador informed.

"Maybe reality anchors?" One of the Yerens suggested.

"We also tried that, to no effect." Dr. Gears in his emotionless tone replied.

"It is only logical to bring back the pieces of Mekhane and revive the Broken God." A broken god follower who was unrecognizable as a human with the amount of cybernetics he had he looked inhuman.

"Or we can eat Mekhan and have its power!(wait…is metal even consumable?)" A Sarkic witch who had a staff made of bones with the skull of some demonic-looking deer with horns brought up before wondering that as well, the Mekhanite who brought the revival of Mekhan up chants curses in binary.

"Of course, the pagans would jump at any chance to revive or eat their false gods." A Horizon Initiative Middle East woman in armor mocked.

"Or we can just leave the planet? Just a thought." A Kerdadid advised.

"Once Scarlet King shows up, no part of this dimension will be safe, so maybe we should relocate to another dimension." Dr. Kain corrected.

By this point, the suggestions on what to do were increasingly becoming more and more absurd so Jacob decided to intervene.

"We shouldn't just jump the gun!" He was now arguing with a couple of GOCs.

"A bookworm would be against annihilation of an anomalous nexus even with the threat of apocalypse? Why am I not surprised?" One of them was ridiculed.

"Hey, at least I'm not the one who immediately decides to throw down the hammer for every problem they see."

"And what do ya suggest? Using your totally-not-wizarding staff?"

They pushed Dr. Pines's staff which fell, making him look in contempt.

"Shouldn't go for his wizarding staff…." Diana mumbled under her breath knowing what was going to happen, his husband was rather sensitive about his staff.

Walter's eyes twitched in rage as he breathed shakily teeth grinding with a low growl while they laughed mockingly.

"Hey, are you alright?" Ley was getting worried so he asked which his nephew ignored.

SCP-4128 came in trying to defuse the situation "Now gentlemen, this is a respectful conference, where we should be civil- "

"RAAAAAGH!" In a rage, Jacob took his staff and caused a fountain of electricity to discharge from his tool causing everyone to stagger and the mocking laughter replaced by fear as the angered Thaumaturgy with his eyes sparking electricity was walking in heavy steps.

"WITHOUT THE SCP FOUNDATION, NONE OF YOU WOULD EXIST!" He with a telekinetic pushes through the seats around him leading the GOC agents to flee. Shortly after he started to rant to everyone around.

One side was the representatives of Atlantis "WE DON'T WANT TO BE THE POLICEMEN OF NORMALCY OR PROTECT YOU FROM INTERDIMENSIONAL DEMONS OR ROGUE AIs, WE JUST WANT TO STUDY FLAMMABLE GLYCINE MAX BUT IT'S THE RIGHT THING TO DO!"

"AND YOU! YOU'RE JUST A BUNCH OF PATHETIC BASEMENT-DWELLING GEEKING OLD FARTS WHO HAVEN'T OUTGROWN THEIR EMO PHASE! STOP TRYING TO REVERT THE FOUNDATION TO ITS EDGY PHASE OR KEEP CHANGING ALREADY WRITTEN CONTENTS TO SUIT YOUR DUMBASS NEEDS! BECAUSE BACK THEN IT SMELLED LIKE CREEPYPASTA FANFIC TRASH AND IT MAKES US LOOK STUPID!" The thaumaturge Pines was now scaring the crap out of a couple of old geezer SCP Doctors, specifically those who missed Foundation's 'Good Old Days' when they cross-tested SCPs, threw D-classes at any problem and had 'Cold Not Cruel' excuse without Ethics Committees breathing down on their necks and had the bad habit of changing or censoring shamelessly.

Iceberg came in toward Seras.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"You're his wife! Calm him with your feminine charm or whatever!"

"Why don't you do that!" she said with a hand open toward her husband.

"-THE SERPENT'S HAND DID NOT SUFFER SO THAT YOU CAN QUESTION SENTIENT ANOMALIES'S RIGHTS, THEY HAVE RIGHTS!" He was now scaring a bunch of UIU members.

"Now take a good breath, it isn't- " Ford tried to calm him down.

"FRY THEM NEPHEW!" Ley encouraged this with glee and pride making the blue-haired scientist sigh.

"Stanley, you're my brother, but stop enabling every bad behavior our family shows!" Ford snapped at his brother.

Unluckily or maybe luckily, some joined Jacob's thaumaturgical-fueled rant.

"YEAH! THIS HUMAN MAKES SENSE!" One of the Finnfolks joined in.

"WE DEMAND RIGHT FOR VOLUNTARY CANNIBALISATION!" A female Sarkic with insect eyes and a crab hand shouted.

Everyone immediately stopped whatever they were doing or were going to do and stared at the Sarkic who gave such a gross demand making her regret this, so decided to change the subject.

"Never mind, 8TH OCCULT WAR!" she shouted and then, all hell broke loose.

The whole room devolved into an all-out fight.

"TAKE THAT FLESH MONGER!" A random Mekhanite with mechanical arms was stuck in a face-to-face battle with a random Sarkic with fleshy tendrils.

"TOASTER WORSHIPING ALTAR BOYS!"

On the other side, the USA was at war with the SCP Foundation.

"USA IS THE GREATER GOOD!" Power stated.

"WE ARE THE GREATER GOOD GOVERNMENT POSE DOGS!" Dr. King kept throwing apples at Power and Trigger who were using a table as their shield and thanks to his curse, he didn't have any shortage of anomalous apples or apple products to throw.

"FOR MOTHER RUSSIA!" Dimitri roared, tossed his half sandwich away and jumped like a boxer at the crowd.

"THE CHILDREN OF NIGHT SHALL REIGN THE NIGHT AGAIN!" one of the bigfoots tore off his shirt and smacked his chest with both of his hands like a gorilla.

"MONEY MINIONS! FIGHT FOR YOUR SUPREME OVERLORD!" The sentient gumball machine commanded his minions to fight for it.

"PLEASE SEND US TO THE MARS ALREADY! I WANNA FEEL THE DUNE BETWEEN MY FINGERS!" One of the Taronyuses declared.

The Kerdadid thought this was some earthling ceremony so they decided to join the 'party' by jumping up and down with their bug wings while their limbs moved erratically like idiots.

"I KICKASS FOR THE LORD!" A religious nutcase from Horizon Initiative was declared with a crucifix and a pope's hat in a fevered zeal with holy grenades in his hand which he somehow managed to hide from the scanner and the guards.

"THE CHAIR! USE THE CHAIR!" Benjamin Kondraki advised his son as he was unleashing Egyptian plague on the room with his green anomalous butterflies.

"I HEAR YA DAD!" Draven Kondraki was now using a chair to beat a Horizon Initiative soldier while Draven's husband was behind him.

The telekinetic shark was throwing objects using its telekinesis at people.

Dr. Kain bit someone's butt the latter who yelped in pain.

The psychic cone aliens did nothing, just looked like humans staring at a group of monkeys brawling at each other.

Dr. Roth was scratching like a feral cat on a struggling GOC agent's face.

Dr. Iceberg decide to not give crap and join the chaos with sight and was throwing a makeshift cocktail on fire

Dr. Gears despite being in the middle of this was completely indifferent to the anarchy around him and was drinking tea, either he was too used to this or is also secretly a crackpot and the Stans frankly didn't know which is worse.

Director Moose was groaning at the chaos she was seeing with her head on the microphone with a hand on her head.

"This is madness!" Ford was aghast by the insanity.

"This is politics." Diana reminded him with a deadpan tone.

A couple of cyborg Mekhanites were now trying to steal SCP-294 the Coffee Machine.

"Hey! Return that!" Jack commanded the cogmen who then simply made their pace quicker and ran which was followed by the doctor. "STOP THEM! BY THE LOVE OF THE GOD COFFEE STOP WHERE YOU GOING!" He cried out as he ran toward them.

"Fight! fight! Fight my beautiful wingless bird!" Stan was encouraging his pet dinosaur that was now chasing after SCP-346 in a cat and mouse chase while Dr. Right was chanting her SCP dinosaur as well, both of the supposedly grown-up people were chanting at the fight between the two dinosaurs as if it was some underground chicken battle with money fisted in their hands.

"Scandalous!" The anomalous red cactus in the middle of all anarchy spoke with a scandalous voice, it was with the half-plant doctor who was taking cover under the chair with her anomalous plants.

"Sometimes, I wonder how I share the same DNA with you." Stanford facepalmed at seeing Stanley's antics. Then he glanced at Alto expecting him to join the chaos being a thrilled seeking maniac, but instead, Clef the homicidal maniac was uncharacteristically downcasted, staring at the wooden cross necklace in the palm of

his left hand not caring about the chaos around him surprised Ford a bit as he Alto isn't religious as far as he knew and he would be the first person jump at any opportunity to fight or join anarchy, the necklace belonged to Meri before she lost her head and then became something else which he took during the retreat from Crash Site Omega with her disappearing, Alto was feeling melancholy holding it in the palm that he held it tightly with a father's promise. Unknown to him, Stanford saw this moment shocked by this remorseful gesture and felt a bit sympathetic before he gazed back at the political battle so that he wouldn't notice.


One and a half hours later…

To say the conference room was roughed up would be an understatement, it was ruined. Chairs were thrown, the lights kept clicking off and on, the tables were used as fortresses and for some reason there was a car stuck to the wall from which Dr. Gerald crawled in on the ground.

"I'm ... .tired," Gerald uttered grovely before he dropped unconscious. Other than him and the group, no one was in the conference any longer.

Fortunately, Mobile Task Force Sigma-3, "The Bibliographers" were there to put water on the fire and calm things down before it got way out of control

"Had anyone who was not privy to the antics of this room been witness to the absolute state of here and we, they would think all these bruises and scrapes are befitting of Foundation's most decorated officers." Iceberg had a bag of ice near his left purpled eye and was sure he lost one of his teeth.

Bright was latching on to the anomalous coffee machine which he got back from the Mekhanties, and kept whispering "Mine, mine, my precious!" Like a raving loon and caressing it.

Clef was the only one who didn't even get a bruise because he didn't join or pay attention to the fight(except that one time a GOC operative made the foolish mistake of trying to attack him which he answered by unconsciously hitting him with one punch without even looking).

"That could have gone better." One of Jacob's cheeks was now purple.

"No kidding…and you say I have a temper, like shooting lightning!" Diana's hair was all spiked up and a roasted smell came from it.

"It was an accident?" Her husband shrugged awkwardly, which she was not impressed with.

"Well…if I knew politics aren't boring I may actually have taken a major on that." Ley with a rueful smile nuzzles the bump on his head while Chompy was licking him which he was too exhausted to care to stop, someone tossed a coffee maker at his head he did not know who; however, he would bet it was Agent Power or Trigger to get even with him.

"You would've been a great politician, no one can fool people like how you did." Jacob gave his backhand compliment which though he did so calmly, there was a hint of coldness in it. Ley's amused look lost and hurt by what he just heard while others look awkwardly.

"Yeah…I was too good at it…" Stan agreed sadly. Ironically, Diana, a woman who was not known for her forgiving personality, tried to defuse the situation by offering her husband a bottle of water which he took.

"Remind me again, why did she fight over a group of Mekhanites over a coffee machine?" Ford, who was shutting his nose from bleeding, questioned in order to change the subject with a glance at Jack who was attached to it like a leech.

"It's an SCP, it can produce almost any material, It can even make liquid gold," Iceberg answered, not realizing he just made an oopsie as Stan's eyes gleamed with greed and with a mischievous smile caressed both of his hands.

"Gold ya say?"

"Stanley…" Ford's warning was unheard as his twin walked toward the anomalous machine which Bright was overprotective of.

"NO!" Jack hissed

"LET ME!"

"NO!" He then like an animal bit the closing hand of Stanley who yelped back

"AGH! YOU BITE!" he exclaimed in outrage.

"IT'S MINE! GET YOUR OWN ANOMALOUS COFFEE MACHINE YOU WITHERING HACK!" the wearer of the amulet barked with his teeth as others looked at this preposterous scene. During their struggle, Stanley pushed Jack who from the back hit a locker which then got opened and two people yelped and fell. It was Dr. Light and Agent Troy who were tangled together with visible lipstick marks all over the latter's face with both with disheveled hair and ragged clothes who were now feeling the weight of stares upon them.

"Uh…we just- " Lament needed a save.

"We're gonna go.." Sophia continued.

"Have work to do…."

And they with a quick dash left the room.

"For an international group, you sure do love breaking rules." Ley jokes.

Jack shrugged "Don't mind them, Lament and Sophia always had an off-and-on relationship, they sometimes act like teenagers about it."

"So most people here are stuck in their teenhood, Heartwarming, it certainly explains a lot." The six-fingered man gave his dry humor. Honesty, of all the whispers he kept hearing about the Foundation before facing them he thought they were some insidious master-minding shadow government. So much for being the boogeymen of the paranormal.

Consequently, a guard came in and called the group out with the signal of Red Right Hand on him which said who sent him. "Sirs, ma'ams. O5-1 wants to see you all."

"Aw what the hell, let's get over this anyway." Alto with a non-enthusiastic voice gestured for anyone to come until the guard halted Iceberg.

"Sorry, researcher clearances are not allowed, instead you are to be sent somewhere else."

The others were gonna object; nevertheless, Iceberg seemed to be fine with it. "Well, it seems my job is done for now, see you in the front lines(optimistically, never)." he walked to the other and said his goodbye.

"You love hanging out with us and you know it!" Jack called him out with both hands to echo his voice.

As they followed, the guard led them to a room where they went inside whereas the guard shut the door and stood outside to guard the room.

Inside were Agent Adams and her SCP companion, in front of a monitor showing a genderless blackened figure with the name O5-1 under him or her.

"Ah good, you all here. Our intelligence gathered that we may have found a way to shut down the shield in order to enter Gravity Falls and stop whatever was

happening there. There is a research facility in South America held by remnants of Obskurakorps who fled after the end of the 7th Occult War which the world knows as the 2nd World War."

Stanford thought about the implications before he concluded in an unsure tone "The Nazis?"

"We're gonna crack Nazi skulls!?" Ley on the other hand seems escalated by this prospect.

"Yes, our intel says they have been in hidden experimenting with anomalous tech for years, our intel also indicates that PoI-7701 Madison Craggs a former Chaos Insurgency scientist and the creator of the infamous 'Mike' units is there as well so expect the place to be guarded by augmented soldiers."- During her or his explanation a picture of a file on a redhead woman with her name, gender and other information on it none of which painted her as a good-natured scientist - "Which is why Agent Adams and SCP-4128 aka Agent Samson Sachs will be allowed to accompany you." the picture of the file replaced back to the faceless figure of O5-1.

Agent Adams decided to voice her opinion with a cough "With all due respect, I get why Clef and others come, but what are the geezers who brought Lovecraft's isosceles to our reality because they had sibling issues doing here?"

"Hey!" Both said geezers protested.

"I'm still in my mid-late 60s girly!" Ley rebuffed her.

"Their experience in dealing with extra-dimensional threats would be valuable, Mobile Task Force Tau-5 will also join the expedition."

Seras fixed her glass in surprise "The Samsaras!?"

"Are these guys a big deal?" Stanley questioned, ignorant as his brother, Both of him could tell by the reaction of others they were a big deal.

"These guys are clone cyborgs made from the flesh of a dead god! These guys don't joke around!" Jacob informed them.

A door rolled up with a hiss, and 4 people came in fully advanced armor suits with blue neon as their helmets and its visors with advanced sci-fi looking weapons that seemed to be decades more advanced than conventional weapons aries.

The one that seemed to be their leader put off his helmet with a hearable hiss coming from the helmet being detached with a few puffs showing a battle and yet

logical and cold face with some cybernetic implant near one of his eyes who then saluted "Sergeant Irantu reporting for duty, these are Corporal Munru, and our Specialists Onru and Nanku."

"Now that you are introduced, I leave you to the mission."

"Now wait- " Agent Adams wanted to object again.

"O5-1 out." The monitor turned dark.

"Damn overloading shady shadow dictators always shut down midstance." Adams cursed under her breath.

"Looks like you stuck with us," Clef smirked.

"Oh yes! Finally! Punching Nazis was a dream of mine since I was a kid! Don't know about ya all, but I'm stoked fighting those dome-head-wearing retards!" Ley enthusiastically fisted his hands.

"Really dude? The R-word?" Jack reproborated him.

"OH, WHO AM I INSULTING? THE NAZIS!?!" Ley Fired back at Bright.


While all this was happening, Agent Dimitri was carrying a body bag with researchers deciding not to be in his way, when he reached Director Moose's room he put the body on a couch to her surprise, opening it open enough to show the head of SCP-191.

"Dimitri Arkadeyevich Strelnikov! What's the meaning of this?!" Moose was appalled with a gasp to see a dead child who was one of the SCPs that were being taken care of.

"It's not the Cyborg Child." the Russian answered and to make his point he ripped the skin off her face which made Moose look away, but when she carefully looked back she saw that instead of flesh it was a robotic face, last time he checked the Cyborg Child is a cyborg not a-

"I-it's an android," she uttered in surprise.

"A robot made by the Factory to spy on us. Found this little bies trying to secretly spy on the conference with one of the guards dead with his remains chopped in a closet."

"Then where is the real SCP-191?"

"For all we know, the real 191 ran away during the Containment Breach." Strelnikov's words caused everyone else to be silent.

That begs another disturbing question: what happened to the real cyborg?

—--END—--


Notes:the SCPs in that room of children are SCP-5094, SCP-2241, SCP-134, SCP-191, SCP-40 and SCP-6033.