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My backstory...my birth

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The back story: Enter the Goo

Well, many of you wonder where I come from, or what I am…I’ll try to explain as best I can.

I, Freetzo Orion Goo, am an SCP.  I was born in the SCP labs and testing facilities, though I’m not sure which one exactly, since there are many.  I have lived in the cold and uncomfortable darkness, classed as a keter SCP, I am regarded as a scourge to humanity…but I only want friends…I never want to hurt people, I only defend myself against those that wish to harm me.  Due to me acidic base and temper, I was kept from exploring the world that I so longed to see…..Oh, I’m sorry, you want to know what I am exactly….I’ll tell you what I saw from the surveillance tapes.
The video starts playing, the view is on SCP-038, the Everything Tree, otherwise known as the cloning tree.  There were several scientists, but for some reason, Cain, or SCP-073, was present in the room.  It seemed as if he was studying along with the scientists, helping them learn more about the tree, I think he had seen it or something like it before.  All of the sudden, everyone in the room stops what they’re doing, and look at the doors.  In come three class D personal, two females and one male, all dressed like 80’s punks, and they seem to be retreating from something terrifying, the fear on their faces.  Of course, it wasn’t anything terrifying at all, unless SCP-999, the Tickle Monster, is considered terrifying.  999 is extremely strange…not only can it tickle a victim into passing out, nobody knows where it came from.  Some say that it was created by an Alien princess, to help her take over the world.  Anyways, the three and one enter the room, causing some chaos.  073 jumps up in the air and sits upon the beam connected to the ceiling to avoid get attacked by 999 or trampled by fleeing scientists and just watches the comical scene unfolding down below.

Unfortunately, the fun is short lived, for the sirens and warning lights start going off, meaning one thing; a keter class SCP was on the loose in the facility.  The scientist checks the terminal in the room, and it turns out that SCP-106, the old man, was loose.  What’s worse, he was traveling to this wing, to this room, hearing all this commotion has attracted him, and he wants it stopped.  The scientists run out of the room, but the D class people were still getting a good tickling from 999, who was oblivious to the warnings.  Then he came.  106 had entered the room through the wall, causing it to corrode and melt away due to the mysterious acid or whatever makes up his body.  He approached 999 and the laughing victims, threatening to cause them harm, when Cain came down from his hiding spot and kicked 106 in the side.  999 stopped the fun it was having, and let it’s captives run, the females made it out of the room, but the male somehow got scared and put into a state of shock; the tickling and the fear of getting killed by 106 was too much for him.  106, ignoring Cain, headed to the frozen punk, but 999 sucked him up in its body, and headed for the tree, 106 close behind.  999, with nowhere left to go, climbed up the tree, punk in tow, fleeing from 106, who was also climbing the tree.  Cain, feeling sympathy for the little goo, climbed the tree as well to offer assistance.  Now, as most of you know, anything that touches the  tree will create a copy of it…but the lab scientists have never touched the tree with multiple objects, let alone living (or dead) organisms.  
All of the sudden, the tree began to shake violently, causing all the climbers to fall to the ground.  106 hit the ground, and slowly sank through the floor into the labs below.  999 ran out of the room with the now revived punk.  Cain landed on his feet, and watched as the tree continued its shaking.  All of the sudden, it stops, and Cain approached it cautiously.  He saw something form in the bark, it looked like sap, but as he got closer, he noticed it was moving, as if it was climbing down the tree onto the floor.  It was a small puddle, and Cain squatted to poke the puddle, but it started growing so drastically and fast, that Cain jumped back to be careful.
Then, that’s when I came into existence.  It was bright, very bright…I winced as I looked around, only to see Cain, staring in disbelief at what he saw.  “Dahell you looking at, robo arms?” I said to him, and he replied, “Most peculiar…”.   He poked me again, but his finger just sunk in to me.  “Could you please stop poking my eye, I can’t see all your ugliness…on second thought, poke the other one.”  All he did was look at me, as if studying me…this led to me being tested, and me grabbing any females I could get my hands on and tickling the crap outta them.  That was basically my life…

So now you all know the basic back story of how I came to be…fuck it if it wasn’t what you thought, this comes from the Mouth O’ Truth, so listen to my words of wisdom!!!
So...since I really have nothing better to do while my tool can no longer draw, I'm gonna try doing stories....

This is basically how I explain my birth...so read up, there will be a test later on.

Special nod to :iconsir-bombers:..we had a little chat...like yesterday or whatever, and he gave me a cute idea for a..."sub-plot".  See if you can spot what I mean...
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Qeni-40-Oh's avatar
I see i'm not the only one up here with such a chromatic backstory.