Restoring Belief
Restoring The Belief
First time attempt at an Omake consisting of localised depression and a mobile phone.
—
Taylor was browsing her hoard when she noticed an oddity within it; a burned cardboard box sitting next to a book and amethyst, alone away from other treasures.
Curious, she walked over and inspected the burnt box.
"Here Were Dragons." Taylor muttered as she read the old writing written on the destroyed box.
Picking up the book she took a peek and was surprised to find that it was a journal of sorts, and so she began to read.
—
The journal was simply amazing, speaking of fantastical creatures and life in a world just as impressive, during her read she noticed the amethyst had the words 'One Last Time' carved into it and had been unable to figure out why.
Attempting to open the box was impossible even with all her strength, this of course baffled Taylor so she set out to figuring why it wouldn't do so.
—
Her find was not in good taste it seems. Old research notes written by scientists of a sort describing events that happened with the box referred to as 1762-1 by the researchers.
At some point it was active and apparently animated origami dragons would appear and do things of their nature. They would contact the researchers describing their situation and the need to restore 'belief'. Unfortunately the researchers did not care and simply observed as the world called 'Fantasy' died.
As a dragon herself she could sympathise with these creatures. She would find a solution to this problem and bring back the forgotten Belief.
—
The other wards simply stared as their fellow member brought in a cardboard box that has seen better days.
"What?" Taylor said in confusion as her friends continued to stare.
"You do realise that you're holding a box, right?" Dennis asked.
"Of course I do. Now I just need to figure out how to repair it." She responded leaving the rest of them even more confused.
Taylor set to work, trying out ways to restore the box until she realised the problem. She needed a new box.
~ The Next Day ~
The Wards stared again as Taylor brought in a much larger cardboard box that wasn't practically destroyed.
"Should we even ask this time?" Missy was the first to say something.
Taylor simply smiled and set the box down before grabbing the amethyst and a marker. She wrote down the words 'Here Be Dragons' on the side and placed the precious gem on top, hoping for the best that her plan would work.
Sadly it seemed that nothing would happen so she resorted to placing the gem inside the box and left it overnight.
~ Later That Night ~
...?
Light shone through the cracks of the cardboard box as something seemingly magical happened.
...Friends?
The light became more intense as the box began to shake slightly.
...You have not Forgotten us.
The shaking stopped and the light ceased.
...Thank you, Friends.
The box opened up and a kaleidoscope of colours burst out for thirty seconds before closing off again.
...The Belief is being restored. Fantasy is being restored.
~ Tomorrow ~
As Dennis entered the Wards area in the PRT building he caught sight of the strangest thing happening.
Multiple animated origami dragons flying about letting off small sparks and puffs of smoke here and there.
He simply stood slack-jawed as they continued doing their thing.
—
When the other Wards arrived they were treated to the sight of a wild Dennis looking completely baffled at something in front of him and as they proceeded inside to see what was going on they were similarly shocked, except for one person.
—
Taylor smiled as she watched the other expressions of the Wards and the little dragons flying about having fun.
It seems she had succeeded and that she had restored the Belief once lost.
No longer will Fantasy be forgotten.
—
Fantasy is recovering. The Belief was restored. Your Room is still small, but we're happy You haven't stopped Believing.
Fantasy is recovering. The Belief was restored. Your Room is still small, but we're happy You haven't stopped Believing.
We will visit soon, Friends!
———
When I first read about that anomaly it was cheery and happy. I don't know when it got updated but when it did it was no longer considered Safe and became Neutralised. In my personal opinion it was the saddest of the SCP's, so I decided because dragons are cool and all and you shouldn't forget them to have a nice little Omake where our resident Dragon Girl restores the Room and helps the old myth recover and hopefully come back in full.
No way this was just me wanting to write about Here Be Dragons. No sirs.
Also because BB is now the "Here Be Dragons" capital of the world.
First time attempt at an Omake consisting of localised depression and a mobile phone.
—
Taylor was browsing her hoard when she noticed an oddity within it; a burned cardboard box sitting next to a book and amethyst, alone away from other treasures.
Curious, she walked over and inspected the burnt box.
"Here Were Dragons." Taylor muttered as she read the old writing written on the destroyed box.
Picking up the book she took a peek and was surprised to find that it was a journal of sorts, and so she began to read.
—
The journal was simply amazing, speaking of fantastical creatures and life in a world just as impressive, during her read she noticed the amethyst had the words 'One Last Time' carved into it and had been unable to figure out why.
Attempting to open the box was impossible even with all her strength, this of course baffled Taylor so she set out to figuring why it wouldn't do so.
—
Her find was not in good taste it seems. Old research notes written by scientists of a sort describing events that happened with the box referred to as 1762-1 by the researchers.
At some point it was active and apparently animated origami dragons would appear and do things of their nature. They would contact the researchers describing their situation and the need to restore 'belief'. Unfortunately the researchers did not care and simply observed as the world called 'Fantasy' died.
As a dragon herself she could sympathise with these creatures. She would find a solution to this problem and bring back the forgotten Belief.
—
The other wards simply stared as their fellow member brought in a cardboard box that has seen better days.
"What?" Taylor said in confusion as her friends continued to stare.
"You do realise that you're holding a box, right?" Dennis asked.
"Of course I do. Now I just need to figure out how to repair it." She responded leaving the rest of them even more confused.
Taylor set to work, trying out ways to restore the box until she realised the problem. She needed a new box.
~ The Next Day ~
The Wards stared again as Taylor brought in a much larger cardboard box that wasn't practically destroyed.
"Should we even ask this time?" Missy was the first to say something.
Taylor simply smiled and set the box down before grabbing the amethyst and a marker. She wrote down the words 'Here Be Dragons' on the side and placed the precious gem on top, hoping for the best that her plan would work.
Sadly it seemed that nothing would happen so she resorted to placing the gem inside the box and left it overnight.
~ Later That Night ~
...?
Light shone through the cracks of the cardboard box as something seemingly magical happened.
...Friends?
The light became more intense as the box began to shake slightly.
...You have not Forgotten us.
The shaking stopped and the light ceased.
...Thank you, Friends.
The box opened up and a kaleidoscope of colours burst out for thirty seconds before closing off again.
...The Belief is being restored. Fantasy is being restored.
~ Tomorrow ~
As Dennis entered the Wards area in the PRT building he caught sight of the strangest thing happening.
Multiple animated origami dragons flying about letting off small sparks and puffs of smoke here and there.
He simply stood slack-jawed as they continued doing their thing.
—
When the other Wards arrived they were treated to the sight of a wild Dennis looking completely baffled at something in front of him and as they proceeded inside to see what was going on they were similarly shocked, except for one person.
—
Taylor smiled as she watched the other expressions of the Wards and the little dragons flying about having fun.
It seems she had succeeded and that she had restored the Belief once lost.
No longer will Fantasy be forgotten.
—
Fantasy is recovering. The Belief was restored. Your Room is still small, but we're happy You haven't stopped Believing.
Fantasy is recovering. The Belief was restored. Your Room is still small, but we're happy You haven't stopped Believing.
We will visit soon, Friends!
———
When I first read about that anomaly it was cheery and happy. I don't know when it got updated but when it did it was no longer considered Safe and became Neutralised. In my personal opinion it was the saddest of the SCP's, so I decided because dragons are cool and all and you shouldn't forget them to have a nice little Omake where our resident Dragon Girl restores the Room and helps the old myth recover and hopefully come back in full.
No way this was just me wanting to write about Here Be Dragons. No sirs.
Also because BB is now the "Here Be Dragons" capital of the world.
