You enter the break room, gently guided forward by the security guard and her automatic rifle. The place is weirdly empty, as you imagine it being often well populated by scientists and security and whatnot before the whole area suddenly went back into testing mode. As a D-class, you feel like you shouldn't really be here at all.
The guard breaks off from you and stations herself next to a seemingly innocuous coffee machine, fit with a small screen and keyboard.
You skimmed the file beforehand; this coffee machine is SCP-294. When supplied with 2 quarters, it'll dispense any liquid you enter into the keyboard (cup provided). Within reason of course; the liquid needs to actually exist for the machine to work. Most of the time anyway.
You were given a small pouch of more than enough quarters for your purposes, and told to just order whatever comes to mind. The only limit is your imagination, and how many shenanigans that guard lady is willing to put up with.
You crack your knuckles and slide 2 quarters into the slot. An input line appears on the machine's display. What do you type?
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This is an askblog where you can order any liquids you desire from the magical coffee machine, SCP-294!
You, as a D-class, were canonically on death row before the Foundation picked you up to use you as a test dummy. Different askers are each different D-class, and these tests may potentially take place in separate parallel realities, to avoid strange continuity problems.
Send an ask with your order, and what you decide to do with the resultant drink. If you don't specify any action, you will instead just drink it.
This blog also takes submissions! They can be simple orders, or even short stories to go with them!
The original article is from the SCP wiki and was made by user far2. It can be found here:
The SCP Foundation's 'top-secret' archives, declassified for your enjoyment.
