#scp-2006

Like the concept of (definitely not autistic shapeshifter trust fr) shapeshifter who is obsessed with scaring people and being the scariest at the caveat of just completely not understanding what makes people scared is probably some of the best comedy potential on the SCP wiki but then... You get hit with that memo at the end

"I have been getting reports of some of the lax behavior regarding SCP-2006. Many personnel have been heard laughing at SCP-2006 during surveillance when it watches a new movie, or when it attempts to scare individuals. Some personnel have been heard questioning why SCP-2006 is classified as a Keter entity.

I am here to remind you that a Keter entity is a Keter entity, regardless of how innocuous it may seem. No, SCP-2006 is not a rampaging demi-god, nor is it a regenerating super lizard. However, it possesses the same level of danger as any other Keter that the Foundation has contained.

Think of SCP-2006's purpose. It wishes to scare people. Imagine what would happen if SCP-2006 broke containment, and found out what really scared people. Imagine if it saw the horror and fear of war, or the concepts of paranoia or phobias common to each and every human being.

Imagine if it found the true horror of a nuclear holocaust or an XK-Class scenario. Now couple that with an entity that possesses shape-shifting abilities with no known limits, and you'll understand why it's classified as Keter.

All personnel mentioned above have been suitably disciplined. I do not want to hear about this again.

Dr. Randall Owings

Site 118 Director"

SCP-2006 essentially deconstructs and then reconstructs itself and why you should take 2006 seriously, which in the end is technically giving exactly what it wants.

Stream Highlight, reading SCP 2006 Too Spooky

I do believe you meant SCP-2006? Something short and sweet here

SCP-2006 and SCP Reader

“So, do you breathe fire?” SCP-2006 leaned in. The antenna on their helmet bobbled in the air.

You blinked, several sets of eyes, slowly.

“No.”

“Really? Huh.”

A beat of silence. 2006 snapped their fingers.

“Acid, then! Yeah, acid. Am I right?”

One of your mouths opened to protest. You closed it.

“Yes.”

2006 laughed, the sound ringing around in the helmet, and after a moment, they appeared to comically be dripping acid. Acid that smelled faintly of soda, dribbling harmlessly onto the table.

2006 leaned in, very suddenly.

“Boo!”

You had the good grace to looked appropriately frightened- well, for an eldritch monstrosity.

“Oh- you’re so-“ strange “-frightening.”

2006 beamed.

“Gotcha real good there, didn’t I, pal? Bahah, don’t worry, I won’t get ya.”