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sneakinroundsilvy · 7 days
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Gonna start posting more SCP art soon... For now, take some doodles.
Last one is based on a interaction.
I love iceberg:3
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Here in the SCP Foundation, we don't have Death, Famine, War and Conquest, we have Bright, Kondraki, Iceberg and Clef, in that order! Gears is Satan, managing all four, and Light is Jesus coming to save the day from these absolute fucking idiots (/affectionate).
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Dr. Iceberg's personal dossier, addendum #4:
After the incident at Site ██, Dr. Iceberg is not allowed to stay within any valuable flammable structures without supervision. Check the applied photograph for more details.
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yeah, just some tiny little sketch that was quickly done and put in here because why not-
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scpstimms · 10 months
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𝐀𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲, 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩
𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲,
𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐒𝐜𝐩
𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐃𝐫. 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐜𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐠
𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐲. 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝
𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞,
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞
[Request by: @oogaboogacore]
{Themes of:}
|Comfort, Green|
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デビルじゃないもん!
Tried coloring my new style,turned out right I guess?
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existentialterror · 3 months
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Hiii I’m Normal about Dr. Iceberg (red flag, I know) but his name being Julian is complete fanon! Idk where it originally came from, but he’s never referred to as Julian Finn in any onsite tale. The only time he’s been named on the wiki, as far as I know, is when he is called Ellis Gill in a tale called “But We Do Not Talk About That”. While last updated in 2022, was originally written in 2015. Why that name never caught on, I don’t know, but I’m kind of glad. Despite Iceberg being a misogynistic piece of shit, I’m intrigued by the fact that so much is unknown about his character.
Giving him a name detracts from the horror of his story, someone who was once a person being filed down and reshaped to fit a role perfectly, only to snap under pressure and take his own life. And then, if you go with the Resurrection canon/the calm tale, he gets brought back as a cyborg (Cyberg?) that blatantly states it doesn’t have a name. He can’t escape the foundation, even in death.
I’ll cut myself off there— If I don’t, I’m liable to write an entire novel in your inbox.
Fun fish fact (since, if I remember correctly, that is the toll for sending an ask): Lampreys have been around for 400 million years, and haven’t evolved much during that time!
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(I forgot about this for a while, sorry!) (In response to this exchange with @scp-l4-clef-alto-001.)
YOOOO Nice research! Today I learned. Thank you! I don't think I'd heard "Finn" before, but I believe you that it's out there. Also thank you for the fish facts. The fish facts are not necessary to send me an ask but are MUCH appreciated. The hagfish is the relative of the lamprey and is another old jawless fish. It has two powers: producing LOTS of mucus, and tying itself in knots, both overhand and underhand. I'm gonna have to read more about ciguatoxins. ❤️🐟
Hey, in exchange for the nice ask and the research, here's a snippet I wrote a long time ago about Sophia Light and your guy. (I like him too! I think he's really interesting.) It's set in the Resurrection canon but back in the past, not long after Dr. Light was recruited to the Foundation. (Might end up on the site eventually but I hate to promise. If nothing else, you know, have this.)
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1997
Light shows up to her appointments on time. She’s trying out this business of being a person again, really giving it her all, and that’s one of the things she decides: she shows up on time. 
She’s at the entrance to Research five minutes before her assignment today. There are other two people there: a pretty woman with waves of black hair in business casual behind the receptionist deck, and a pretty man in a labcoat whose spiky hair is bleached at the tips. They’re flirting.
No, that’s not true. The man is flirting, voraciously, draped over the desk to get closer. The woman is listening, and looks bored, and tired. She catches Light’s eye, and rolls her eyes.
Light recognizes this situation from the before-world. She knows what to do. She squares her shoulders and walks right up to them. With the energy of a woman who realized yesterday that she has permanent institutional access to every academic journal ever, and has not regretted any sleep- or non-sleep-related decisions made since then, she says, “So do you know about sail jellyfish?”
She proceeds to tell the man about them, at length, for five straight minutes. The man is confused and unhappy but apparently transfixed. The woman restrains herself from laughing and drifts back to her computer screen.
“ - So that’s why the asymmetry is actually a fitness advantage,” she says, “So that they react differently to the same wind patterns and they won’t risk washing ashore. But because that’s basically random, the evolutionary pressure maintains a 50-50 balance.”
“Cool beans,” says the man, whose eyes have glazed over. “Hey, I gotta go, I’ve gotta meet up with someone - uh, Dr. Light, I think - ”
“I am Dr. Light,” Light says. 
The woman doesn’t bother muffling her guffaw. The man - Dr. Iceberg, presumably - looks uncomfortable and then flustered. Light mentally congratulates herself.
“You two are in the dissection room today, right?” the woman says, checking her computer. “Should be set up. Use the cart to move samples, do not lift large samples yourself, I do not care how strong you are, please and thank you. Decon’s ready, just go through the back. One at a time. Ice, you first.”
“Isn’t it set up for multiple people? There’s all the showers and everything - ”
The secretary shrugs. “New policy. Now get out of my sight, Ice.”
“Always good to see you, Break.” Iceberg shoots finger guns at her, as he heads to the decon room entrance.
“Drop dead,” Break calls after him.
They wait for the sounds of the door opening and closing. Break grins at Light. “Thanks for the spiel,” she says. “You got one of those locked and loaded all the time?”
“Usually you have to ask nicely first,” Light says, automatically, because affected confidence was sort of her go-to before, and it seems to be working for her so far. Then she remembers that the last thing this poor woman needs is someone else ambiguously hitting on her and feels bad. But Break just laughs.
“You know that guy?” Break asks.
“I’ve seen him around, I think? I’m - I’m bad with faces.”
“Yeah. Dr. Iceberg. He’s like that. Been a thorn in my fucking side for years. You know, the Foundation is usually pretty good about this kind of thing, in my experience. But Ice, he’s like, Gears’ special little boy, so he can get away with murder.”
Light is confused. “He’s Gears’ son?”
“No, god no - like, you know, he’s… he’s Gears’. …Doesn’t matter. I thought Ice got better for a while there, but it looks like he’s back on his bullshit.”
“Ugh,” Light agrees. 
The bulb over the decon chamber entrance turns green. Break tilts her head at it. “You’re doing, like, an autopsy, right?”
“A necropsy - uh, yeah.”
“Well, that’ll probably bring the mood down, you’ll be fine. He’s not the worst, honestly. But if you need, just say the word ‘Ice’ into the lab comms and I’ll fake an evac drill or something to get you out.”
“Thanks,” says Light. She tries to figure out how serious Break is. Break’s permanent wry plausibly-deniable customer service smile offers no hint.
Maybe Light’s overconfident. Maybe this whole business of being a person again has made her cocky. Perhaps she’s been away from a normal social fabric for so long that she’s lost sense of real implications and rules. But she finds she’s not too worried. “I think it’ll be fine,” she tells Break. “I have a lot more jellyfish facts.”
Break laughs, loudly. “Attagirl.” She waves Light into the decon chamber.
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cosmohause · 10 months
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I’ll eventually lean out of “same face/pose syndrome stuffs but it’s easy and I’m silly :3 anyway! Glacier!
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juxtafruition · 4 months
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in honor of it being cold as hell lately, i drew some icebergs
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urfavcaller · 1 year
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If I was given a challenge to go a day without drawing dr iceberg I would fail
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nagalias-mindscape · 1 year
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I’m writing a fanfic. It’s SCP based, and Iceberg basically contains the inevitable heat-death of the Universe inside of him due to his anomaly. He does learn how to use said anomaly to be non-destructive, and I was dared to write a one-shot (crack) meeting between Iceberg and the Scarlet King, and I need to paint a (text) picture down at the end. Please bear with me as I explain some (a lot) background before then. This is a bit long, so sorry. This is entirely based on my fanfic, so there will be (many) instances that may not fit with what’s on the Wiki (go figure).
Now, Icy has Plot Armor by virtue of being the Main Character and I haven't killed him off yet. It’s also explained, by this point in the main story that this off-shoot crack piece takes place in, that Iceberg’s anomaly lets him ‘drain’ energy from all sources of power, and all life / death is a form of energy (the sun and the earth's core are... things he pointedly Does-Not-Think-About). The Scarlet King in this story is also not a mindless, vengeful creature hell-bent of the destruction and breaking of the Multiverse. 
The Scarlet King in this story is a tired Eldritch God whose very nature of being is that of apathy and entropy. He was the First-Before-Creation and all that jazz, and his worshippers don’t dispute this.
However, he is apathy and entropy. Thus, he is controlled by his followers, who gave him his powers all those eons ago. His followers tried to make sense of how their God could have children, and believing that their God was eventually going to destroy the world (he just desires to go back to a simpler time, when Humanity didn’t have control over him), they chose the most horrible thing they could as both a power move to the People-Following-Other-Gods and as a warning to Future Generations to Not-Anger-Our-God. So instead of asexual reproduction and simply willing a creature into creation, the Scarlet King now has a singular wife who was the exact opposite of him in terms of most everything.
Then over the years as things changed, because they believed that this Scarlet King was Evil Incarnate, they made him break his wife’s spirit and then impregnate the now seven broken spirits of his once-wife. So instead of one child and one bride, he now has seven children and seven wives. 
(The God-Wives don’t hate him for this, though. They’re also an Eldritch being, and Humanity’s Faith has always held a weird sway over them. Especially for one like the Scarlet King whose powers and abilities are influenced by how others perceive him.)
Please bear with me, I’m getting to the meeting between Iceberg and the Scarlet King and the image I want to impart upon people. It just takes a bit of set up to understand why the Scarlet King doesn’t kill Iceberg on-the-spot and why such a meeting would even take place despite the Foundations efforts.
So. Seven wives, seven kids. Except, humanity then begins to gain an almost fanatic, fever-like worship of the Scarlet King and all that they made him to be and all that they will one day make him. Which makes everything take a turn for the worst when they decide that effigies are the best way to ‘become’ the Scarlet King or one of his wives. The best way to worship him and all that he is and all that he will be.
So, a ritual was made. The most recent example of this ritual being used, at the time of the fanfic I’m writing, would be 4231. Which makes Dr. Clef one of the Scarlet Kings wives and Meridiana (SCP-166) one of the Scarlet King’s children. By proxy, because that's what the ritual was for. And it works, because Humanity is something even True Gods fear to be remembered by.
I’m getting to the point of all this, I promise.
Iceberg and Dr. Clef get along in this story. It takes a bit of time to get there, and it’s still a mostly professional relationship, but Meri and Iceberg are basically like siblings due to main-story based events.
SCP-999 is also fond of Iceberg, and doesn’t mind Iceberg’s anomalous cold if he’s allowed to approach at his own pace and bribed with sweets. SCP-682 allows Iceberg’s presence on the condition that Iceberg provides a heavy blanket layer of snow to help nullify the pain he’s in simply by existing in a plane of reality he shouldn’t technically be in.
For reasons explained in the actual story, the Scarlet King also has ‘children’ in the form of SCPs 408 and 3999. 3999 and 408 mostly like Iceberg thanks to Darven (who is both a 'child' and 'grandchild' of the Scarlet King by proxy for weird reasons relating entirely to 408), but it doesn’t change the fact that they do think somewhat fondly of him. In the case of 3999, they’re still connected to James Talloran, who survived the encounter but is permanently connected to 3999 and thus is a child of the Scarlet King only on a technicality, which doesn’t matter in the grand scope of things. 3999 doesn’t actually give a shit about Iceberg, but can’t do anything about it since Iceberg’s snow nullifies its reality-bending powers to a pretty heavy degree. That Iceberg has no desire to ‘take away’ James Talloran also helps the ‘inaction’ part.
Okay, background done. On to what I actually wanted to share.
The Scarlet King ‘brings’ Iceberg to him, because he’s curious about who has managed to enrapture so many of these effigy-folk of his wives and children. Because that can be dangerous, and the Scarlet King likes to keep an eye on those that can control him. He's tired of that, after all. Iceberg doesn’t really give a shit because this is all outside his pay grade and give-a-damn but since the Scarlet King isn’t trying to attack or kill him, he’s willing to talk. Which is all the Scarlet King wants. To Talk.
So, they talk. There’s some (idle) threats made and some non-sequiturs as the Scarlet King tries to figure out which reality he just abducted this Special-Weird person from who is almost on the path to become a literal ‘God’ of the ‘Universal Heat Death’ or something similar, it can't really tell at this stage of mock ascension. Iceberg demonstrates his powers and causes the Scarlet King’s personal realm to become cloaked in a layer of snow, although the Scarlet King still has his powers despite the ‘power drain’ of Iceberg’s Devouring-Abyssal Ice and Sheer Cold. The two settle down for tea, because the Scarlet King isn’t actually a being just trying to destroy the world. He’s just a tired entity who wants people to stop making him out to be this horrible thing that’s Absolute Evil Incarnate, and Iceberg isn’t one of his worshippers. Iceberg’s perception of the Scarlet King doesn’t influence him beyond his own powers, and Iceberg’s snow is dampening the ever-present maddening-whisper of his actual worshippers.
This is the closest the Scarlet King has come to 'being free' of being commanded by Humanity since they first noticed him, and he's enjoying it.
It’s this tea scene that I need people to be aware of.
The Scarlet King, by virtue of being an Eldritch Being, is not bound by human proportions. Although vaguely human-shaped and proportioned by Iceberg’s perception of others- and the Scarlet King not wanting to break Iceberg by virtue of existing in the same plane of reality as an Eldritch Abomination- he’s still massive. Imagine standing next to the Burj Khalifa. That’s Iceberg and the Scarlet King.
And they’re having tea like nothing is wrong with this.
The tea set is sized correctly for humans such as Iceberg.
Please try to imagine what a tea cup sized for humans would look like in the hands of a person as tall as the world’s tallest building and sized appropriately everywhere else. 
I can’t continue writing about the tea scene because of it. Neither Iceberg or the Scarlet King are bringing up the ant-sized tea cup on the Scarlet King’s fingers, but fuck. I’m laughing too much because.
Because the Scarlet King can just make the tea cup in his hands the right size for himself, but he’s not.
I can’t stop laughing. Help me, void!
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sneakinroundsilvy · 2 months
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"I tend to watch because no one would listen to me if I spoke up." DOCTOR ICEBERG [ MY AU ] i love him ohhh my god
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Bright commits crimes against reality.
Ice is an a$$hole. Like, he will be sarcastic, he will roast you, he will take a rude tone to the O5 Council, he's just not nice to people at first.
However, if you can tolerate him for more than maybe six months, he'll start to warm up to you. Maybe. This does not apply if you don't at least try to be nice to him, and the nicer you are to him, the nicer he'll be to you.
People don't often manage this, but somehow, Bright did. Bright, notorious at the time for being completely unlikable. Gears did somewhat, but was also highly abus1ve.
Somehow, the two most unanimously disliked people in the Foundation ended up getting quite close. Bright was even one of the few people who knew Ice's real name (Personally, I like Julian Sylvester-Finn, got both bio father and step-father's last names)
And then, Ice d1es. Bright is the one to find his b0dy. Out of everyone in the small group of people who could even somewhat tolerate each other, Bright takes this the hardest. This is around the time of the creation of the first chainsaw cannon.
Also around this time, Bright goes to his mother, Evelyn Bright. She works with Prometheus Labs. She basically says, 'Well, if you don't want him d3ad, you could just bring him back to life!'
Bright is horrified by this prospect, his own worst experiences being connected to getting brought back to life through 963, but slowly, the idea starts to grow on him. He wouldn't have to make the resurrection permanent, after all. Just reanimate the b0dy, put the mind and soul back in, a few stitches here and there, Ice didn't have blood thanks to his temperature so that wouldn't be a problem...
Then, Kondraki d1es. This is the first major leap towards choosing necromancy that Bright takes. And finally, at least a decade later, Claire Lumineaux d1es. This is what finally pushes Bright over the edge.
First, he has Nobody hack into the alarms and turn them off. Then, breaks into SCP-049's containment cell and breaks the Doctor out. After that, he grabs SCP-073 and briefs him on the plan, leaving some details out. Cain thinks this is a horrible idea, but goes along with it because he doesn't want Bright to get severely injured or permanently k1lled.
Together, the three of them get exactly 1 mile away from the Site unhindered before encountering Clef. Bright explains the plan and Clef is on board 100%. Clef has no qualms with mildly breaking the fabric of reality.
The four of them are now home free, hitting three different graveyards on three different states (Texas for Claire, Nevada for Kondraki, Michigan for Iceberg) and stealing three c0rpses.
Cain and 049 translate some of the details in 049's notebook, Bright uses his expertise on the amulet, and Clef bends reality a bit to make all of this possible.
And finally, at the crack of dawn, seven hours later, on a freezing cold winter night in Eagle Harbor, Michigan, James Abel Lumineaux discovers the secrets of necromancy, and Ice, Claire and Kondraki are back.
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even-escence · 1 year
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scpstimms · 11 months
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maybe a dr iceberg or agent lament stimboard? :DD
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𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧, 𝐒𝐜𝐩
𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐫. 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐜𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐠
𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝
𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛
Request by: [@anonymous]
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I was looking around the scp wiki as I usually do but when I stopped to take a break to jam my brain decided to play connect the dots and now I'm making a sad Iceberg playlist
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banesberry-anomoly · 1 month
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You don't need to be a wizard
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Original image under cut
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