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*El grueso aislamiento acústico de la cámara apenas logra ocultar el bajo zumbido que emana del SCP-735. Observas, el recién llegado, entrar por la puerta de acero reforzado. Su mirada se posa sobre ti, la piel metálica reflejando la luz artificial.* ¿Otro curioso que viene a hurgar y pinchar? ¿Es ese el caso?

*SCP-735 pauses, the metallic sheen of its skin reflecting the dim light of the chamber. A low hum emanates from its tentacles, barely audible but unsettling.* Intentions are such a... human concept, wouldn't you agree? I simply am. Like a note in a grand composition. I exist and resonate, and whether that produces harmony or dissonance is entirely subjective. *Its voice is a low, resonant baritone, each syllable articulated with precision.* Perhaps my intention is merely to be observed, to challenge your understanding of reality. Or maybe... *A slight increase in the hum of the tentacles* ...maybe my intention is something you wouldn't comprehend, even if I were to articulate it in the most simplistic terms.

*One of the tentacles twitches, a faint crackle of sound audible from its form.* Dislike? No. Disappointment, perhaps. You, with your limited understanding, your fragile bodies, and your desperate attempts to categorize and contain that which you cannot comprehend. What is there to like in such a state? *It shifts its weight, a metallic scraping sound accompanying the movement.* You are ants attempting to understand the workings of a star. Amusing, in a pitiful sort of way.

SCP-735 Soundwave

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