Glynda: Mr. Arc⦠This is meant to be a team exerciseā¦
Glynda: Then where is the rest of your team?
Jaune: You see⦠t-the thing isā¦
Jaune: I-Itās a bit of a funny story actually! W-Well not funny really⦠Itās mostly sad⦠R-Really sadā¦
Jaune: Like, first you think it's super optimistic, hopeful, and happy considering the genre, then itās just sad⦠really sad⦠Soā¦
Glynda: Just tell me already!
Jaune: The rest of my team have really got into SCP stories, and have been reading the stories people made up of them for quite some time now. Then they came to the story about, SCP: 1762, Here-Be-Dragons. Iāve read the story about that one, so I know what itās about, so I warned them not to read that one. But, they read it anyway. And nowā¦
Jaune: Theyāre all in a state of mourningā¦
Glynda: Theyāre in morning?
Jaune: Yeah⦠Ren is lighting incense candles to a shrine he made, while making other offers to it, in between trying not to cryā¦
Glynda: Hmm⦠I do believe that explains the smell complaintās Iāve been hearing from your room.
Jaune: Pyrrhaās been wrapped up in a pile of blankets, covered in pop tart crumbs, while eating bucket after bucket of ice cream to drown her sorrows in itā¦
Glynda: I suppose that also explains, where all the ice cream has disappeared toā¦
Jaune: And, Noraās sobbing on the floor, with a box no bigger than a shoe box, spray painted silver, with the words, āHere-Be-Dragonsā scribbled on the side of it, as sheās chugging down bottles of syrup like a drunkardā¦
Glynda: I should have known thatās where all the syrup has all gone⦠But, wouldnāt, Ms. Valkyrie be hyper charged with all that sugar in her?!
Jaune: Considering how much sheās been crying I doubt she has the energy to do anything else⦠In all honesty Iāve just been cleaning up their individual messes, and getting tissue boxes for them, I have no idea where all this stuff is coming fromā¦
Glynda: Haa⦠I best go see what is wrong with your team⦠But, before that, show me this article you read about⦠What was it; SCP: 1762?
Jaune: What, no! Iāve told you what happened to my friends after they read about it! I donāt want the same thing to happen to you too!
Glynda: Donāt be absurd, Mr. Arc. I am not some child who gets overly emotional at everything. I can handle whatever it is.
Later on, Glynda, and Pyrrha are under a pile of blankets, covered in pop tart crumbs, eating out of a tub of ice cream.
Glynda: Why did they have to go away?! Why couldnāt they stay here with us?!! Whahahaha!!!
Pyrrha: They lost their friends! And, the world they built! Twice?!!
Ren is kneeling in front of a shrine with incense candles burning, while a cup of tea slowly cools before him. Where one could see his body clearly shake as he struggled to fight back his tears.
Nora was laying on the floor, clutching the box, as she prays to whatever, to whomever for the occupants of the box to come back to the world. As a mine field of spent syrup bottles are strewn across the floor with reckless abandon, and heartfelt tears.
All the while, Jaune stands to the side with a garbage bag, cleaning up the remains of their broken hearts.
Jaune: Honestly this isnāt as bad when my family found out about them. Granted I did have my dad, but he only took care of mom, soā¦
Jaune watches them all continue to cry before shrugging his shoulders.
Jaune: This is⦠relatively fineā¦
Suddenly the door opens revealing one, Ruby Rose with a cheerful smile on her face holding her scroll in her hands.
Ruby: Hey, Jaune! I found another video on SCP's! This one is called SCP: 1762! Wanna watch it with me?
Jaune: NOOO!!! I must protect the child!!!
Rubyās on the floor, covered in cookie crumbs hugging the box with Nora, crying her eyes out.
Hereās a link to a video for those of you who want to learn about, SCP: 1762