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[Realmfighter]

In the wreck of a SCP containment truck, you and three other agents begin to wake up. Your lucky to be alive, the truck protecting you from what would have been a deadly crash if it wasn't for your neurotic buckle clipping. Inside the truck there is a rack with various types of weapons, and the roof is almost completely ripped open and though the hole you see fluorescent lights.

God praise the man who invented seatbelts

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Frelock

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One of the facility's unluckiest men, who was chosen to guard SCP 076, he was luck to even survive till this point.

Caucasion, mid-20's 6'0" brown hair, blue eyes

Skills
Hand to hand combat

Gunman

RAM

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A Agent, stationed to guard SCP SCP-634 before the containment failure. Was a relativity new agent with a easy job, which is both a blessing and a curse in this profession.

Young male caucasian, brown hair, brown eyes, medium build, medium height, born and raised in an unremarkable urban setting. Recruited as a convenience due to satisfactory qualifications and risk of exposure due to repeated close proximity to an SCP facility.

Skills
Gunman

Dragnar

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Was a veteran researcher (It takes a year of not dieing to become a veteran) working on SCP-914 Before the crash.

 Caucasion, young, pretty average size/weight, black hair, blue eyes

Skills
Observance

Please post your guys description, and don't talk about how bad my writing is.

[RAM]

What class of personnel are we?

[Realmfighter]

Any that you want to be, Agents are skilled with weapons, and Class D's are good at dieing.

[RAM]

sorry, got distracted, now in a bit of a hurry, I don't much care for the D class time limit so I will go for a standard agent that monitors a specific entity...

[Realmfighter]

In that case, your an agent. Any specific SCP you were monitoring before everything a'sloded?

Don't ask about the explosion, i'll edit the main post.

[RAM]

I am relatively new to the organisation and have been monitoring SCP-634 up until this point.

[Frelock]

Yea, definitely not going to go for the class D.  I'll take an agent any day.  Caucasion, mid-20's 6'0" brown hair, blue eyes.  Formerly assigned to guard 076.  Proficient with heavy weaponry, skilled at hand-to-hand combat.

I see what weapons we've got.

[Realmfighter]

Ok, i got all that down, but can you describe your characters, and write down your first action?

The reason all the SCP's are loose is because of budget cuts they had to move all the SCP into a extremely large mega facility, and then shit (inevitably) hit the fan.

Frelock,are you ok with part of you back story being that you tried to get on the awesome squad, and failed?

[RAM]

Young male caucasian, brown hair, brown eyes, medium build, medium height, born and raised in an unremarkable urban setting. Recruited as a convenience due to satisfactory qualifications and risk of exposure due to repeated close proximity to an SCP facility.

I check myself and then others for injuries. I also try to remember if the truck would have had any sensitive cargo.

[dragnar]

Caucasion, young, pretty average size/weight, black hair, blue eyes. Was a researcher working with SCP-914 up until this point.

[Realmfighter]

As the facility gets more and more chaotic, three agents are beginning to stir. Frelock, not holding a weapon, feels scared and alone. When he sees the gun rack, he go's over to see if there are any good guns.

{1}

You find, instead of a gun, a sword. When you pick up the sword you realize that this sword is the greatest sword that you have and will ever see. You swing it around a little, getting aquianted with the swords perfect balance, sharp blade and deadly shape.Nothing can stop you, not with this sword.

You get a sword

RAM, who's name no-one knows, checks himself for injuries.

{5}

Thankfully, your only a little scratched, and you realize that you have a healthcare degree.

You get to skilled doctor

As Dragnar was still half knocked out, he did next to nothing only singing and trying to wake up.

{6}

You jump up, fully awake and start sing thriller, complete with dance moves. everyone claps.

You become skilled in singing, and dancing.

You hear outside, a woman crying. She mumbles something under her breath and a moment later pops open the door and introduces herself as doctor Bright, asking if your allright.

Anyone want to be doctor Bright?

[dragnar]

oops, forgot to post an action.

I will search the truck for anything else useful.

[Frelock]

Very good, a sword will do nicely.  Oh, and relm, the awesome squad flunkie will work nicely.

I practice with my sword!

[RAM]

(I think that I know that one, I will have to avoid rolling any 1s, ever...)
(*sighs* I am terrible at names.)

"The three of us seem to be okay, did you see what happened?"
I try to get out of the truck, and check on the driver(s) if it wasn't one of us.

[dragnar]

Very good, a sword will do nicely.  Oh, and relm, the awesome squad flunkie will work nicely.

I practice with my sword!

You know, you got that "perfect" sword with a 1... there's no way that's a good thing.