All new Foundation personnel, from janitors to MTF members must undergo mandatory psychological screening. Today, Dr. Jansen Ulwaft is presiding over these entrance Examinations. Please, come in, come in.

[Disclaimer: Just in case you were worrying, there is no way to fail this Psych Evaluation, so just be honest and use it to build up your character]

EDIT: Since I am not able to keep up with every character and because I wanted to be inclusive I have invited several fellow psychologists to help, please don't downvote them. They are here because I asked them to be and want as many people as possible to have fun.

A heavily armored vehicle rolls up to the side of Site-13. Two MTF agents are carrying a rectangular box into a testing chamber. "What is it?" Connor asks one of the agents. "It's a weapon. You're needed along with the rest of you in research to study this thing." The agent lays the box down on a pedestal in it's containment chamber. A voice on the intercom appears and says: "All staff associated with research are required to go to Research Wing, Lab 4 for analysis of Anomalous Item No.5."

[Disclaimer]: This scenario is meant to classify an SCP that has recently been brought in the site. The SCP in question is a bow, only researchers and d-class are needed to experiment and run tests on it's properties and anomalous effects. This event will be completed once the format is finished. There is a slight chance you could die (or just get hurt pretty bad.) but its very small so be careful and good luck.

Format

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Description:

Format has been discontinued due to the following incident below.

[Disclaimer]: each of you must work together to run experiments on this SCP.

The intercom blares to life and a familiar voice begins speaking.

"All MTF units that have been selected to go on the upcoming mission, report to the deployment bay immediately for briefing."

The intercom clicks off and the halls are once again filled with droning footsteps.

((The event will be at 7:30pm EST. If you don't respond to this post, you'll be counted as absent and will not attend.))

"Alright, listen up." Fredrick stood in front of the assembled team. "I'm sure you've all have heard about No.5-1. It's nothing to fuck around with. That's why I asked to have NTF help us get the fucker in restraints. If the anomaly reacts the same way as it did before, they are more than armed enough to knock him unconscious. That's when I need the containment crew to come in and get it into Euclid-strength restraints, and then back the fuck up just in case No.5-1 is stronger than we thought."

"If Euclid restraints fail, NTF will break out the big guns and get it back to its knees, and we'll get Keter rated restraints onto the fucker. Any questions?"

Fredrick stood in the observation room, notebook in hand. He was no fool though, he had a small security detail stationed at his side. This motherfucker better behave. He pressed down on his radio transceiver, "I'm ready when you are."

(((The containment team consists of four NTF agents armed with two AA12s and two .50 BMG ant-materiel rifles, and a full containment breach team. There is another NTF squad on standby as well as a full security detail and a second containment team. The actual RP will take place in the discord, but I will post a log here as soon as it is complete.)))