How did I get here-? [Purogen headcanons, SCP, other]

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[I'm back! new updates:

Life is getting more fucky wucky, so writing may slow down

After this chapter, I am going to try to hit 2k words per, so ppl don't blitz through chapters. May slow down speed more. I started with quantity, and now I want quality.

Purogen may sound and act like hes bipolar, with reactions and such made from how I would react. FYI: Mood swings are my thing lmao

The story WILL take a turn when I run out of crosstesting/testing ideas. You have been warned.

This is my first story, redconning, mistakes, and such will happen. I have to type this, on my phone, in Google docs, before porting it to wattpad, and then HAVING TO REFORMAT IT BECAUSE ITALICIZED TEXT WONT COPY PASTE. So please bear with me.

[anyways, let's start. What adventures will purogen have now, with a very untrustworthy, psychotic, porcelain mask at his side? Let's find out~

The feed resumes a moment later, purogen having walked through the exit door and looking around, this time through the cameras, not purogens POV

Purogen: 035- I hate that name, what's your real name?

035 walks up behind him, and leans against the wall nearby

035- Don't have one, never will. Want to get going now?

Purogen: yeah yeah, I hear you-

Purogen glances around nervously

Purogen: Why do I feel like I am being watched-?

035: Probably because I am looking at you.

Purogen: fair enough. Left or right?

035: hmmm. Left-

Purogen: Lead the way, cowboy.

035 turns and starts to saunter to the left, purogen following behind, seeming more on edge by the second

Eventually they keep going through doors, before passing a door marked  "medical bay"

Purogen: Stop, I'm going in here-

035 spins around, hands on his hips like he is annoyed

035: Do you have to?

Purogen responds by attempting to shear the deadbolt, only to find that the door dosent have one

Purogen: Well, it's nice to have a skeleton key-

035: No deadbolt?

Purogen: none.

035: then the door slides into the wall, one half for one side-

Purogen: there's no seam-

035: It's lapped for security.

Purogen: Ah, ok.

Purogen draws the rgb lightsaber again

035: What the fuck-

Purogen: Ever seen star wars?

035: I have no idea what that is-

Purogen: Well, this is a funny space sword. It is VERY hot, and made of plasma.

035: What's plasma?

Purogen shakes his head in sadness, and cuts the doorframe out, as each half of the door falls on their respective side, showing that the door slid into the walls with a double seal

035: I haven't seen anyone MELT through a door before- 682 and 096 just bust through-

Purogen: The blade is only the temperature of the sun-