The Multiversal Ask or Dare! (Godzilla x Multiple Fandoms) CANCELLED SRRYYY

Ask 2! (Everyone, 682, 953, 999)

UniteTogether: "Let's start this easily. To everyone, are you all agreeing and cooperating with one another, or do you have arguments from time to time?"

Anguirus: It's a mix of both, to sum it up. And it's only been a couple o' hours since Fox threw us into this universe which apparently is an entire bowl which inhabits us, the ingredients that are mixed.

Godzilla: But yeah, most of us are doing great. Mothra's talking to Leatherback and Otachi as of now. We learned that Otachi has a son named Omari, cute little rat, takes after his mom. Wonder who the dad is, though...

Pretty sure Rodan's talking to that furry, 953. Kong's chatting with George, I think his name is. The Havoc Family, a strange family and a little tougher to get along with but the feeling's mutual now — I think the dads were a sentient humanoid computer and a big lizard and their supposed kids were a three-year-old girl and a small orange slime — the grumpy lizard was the hardest to talk to, really. Haven't learned what his deal is yet.

And there's the humans, Monarch staff are meeting SCP Foundation staff. Oh boy, now the thought of it claims that it's gonna create a burst of geekiness and science. Pretty sure Dr. Serizawa'd get along best with that other old man from the Foundation... what's his name, Gears? Meanwhile, one of the other doctors... Clef...

...Creeps the fuck out of me.

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UnitedTogether: "To SCP-953, why do you hate humanity? Is there a certain reason for it?"

953: I don't... hate humanity. I just kill a fuckton of 'em and eat their livers.

Rodan: Gross.

953: Will you go away, you damn fire chicken?!

Rodan: Alright, alright! Jeez, right when I thought the feeling was mutual.

Rodan turns and flies away.

953: Jeez, finally. Giant body, small brain. As I was saying... no. I don't hate humanity. I just feed on them sometimes.

But... if I had to choose a reason?

Well, that's easy actually. Okay, maybe I hate them a little bit. I guess I kinda hate the conflict on this... this "internet." The people that lurk there too, absofuckinglutely disgusting. Sure, I'm bad, but they're probably worse.

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UniteTogether: "To SCP-682, what do you think about SCP-999? He is your brother after all. And do you know your other siblings or does the Foundation keep this data away from you?"

682 cranes his head to the side, looking at 999 playing with 053 and her other friends.

682: Yes... I can confirm that he is my genetic half-brother. Honestly, he is more of a son to me and 079. And... my other siblings?

682 quiets down for a few seconds.

682: I know some of them, but not all. Abby could be a child of the fifth generation, though I am less confident with this thought. There is one SCP however that I feel is more related to me. I am unaware of his number by the SCP Foundation, but they shouldn't worry about me, they should worry about him. Even if he lies dormant underwater.

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UniteTogether: "To SCP-999, what do you think of your father, the Scarlet King, and have you met him already?"

682 is still sitting in the same spot.

682: ...I'd rather not reveal this to him. No, Isaac has never met his true father. And until he is mature enough, it is best that he does not.

682 turns his head to the sound of slobbering against the ground. The happy 999 jumps up and down. The lizard lightly smirks at this and lowers his head to let his brother and adopted son atop him.