Two trained anomalous animal specialists strapped 100kg weights to each of SCP-WWS-021's legs. The crate was brought to containment cell #441 and opened. They didn't want to hurt the thing, but no one told them how long the sedatives would last. Probably puny also?įour men unloaded a large crate labeled "SCP-WWS-021" from the back of an armored truck. What did he even used to say to mortals? Well… he definitely called them mortals. He didn't even have a better title than "The Great" for himself. He'd already lost, like, most of his eldritch flair. Maybe this really will be the downfall of The Great Carnegias. No- but- you can have the water later! It's not going anywhere! It's staying right in the soil. Now's the chance! See through the man's Third Eye! But ever since he lost his powers to his new head mate… well there was no knowing what would become of him if the vessel died.Īlright, here comes the water. Normally, that wouldn't be an issue, he'd just pull his powers together and go find another one. The vessel is going to die before Carnegias can even breach containment at this rate. You gotta teach and encourage and just be there all the time for your pupil, and you can't yell at it or else it'll get sad and lose confidence. If there's one thing that four months of containment has taught Carnegias, it's that being a mentor is hard. Yes, water is good, but you're also going to do the trick right?Ĭ'mon buddy.
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