#Nsp hooper

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Okay: in a scale of 1-10, how kind would you rate the O5?

(each asked privately in a separate room)

[autistic-fool-with-ideas]

Stupid headcanon I’ve had for a while

[copperstars]

🥺🥺🥺

Little guy.. ❤️❤️❤️

I love him…

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My handsome boy…

seeing stars

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Silly dead-ish fandom art I drew a while ago but never posted — I have more but I’ll post it later

I enjoy drawing Cory’s stupid camera face <3

Also ik that scp 999 is the youngest but I lowkey forgot and thought it would be funny to have Cory somehow be the youngest

[copperstars]

Hooray!!!

You draw right? If you do, can you draw my wife (hooper) 🥺 or can you do a headcanon thing? I just love this man so much. ;pp

İ still headcanon hooper as a beefy man 😒😒/silly

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var Hooper = INHUMAN;

cw for drawn exposed musculature, skull, and brain

art is underneath the cut, i didn't want to jumpscare anyone lol

I'm so normal about Hooper, can you tell?

The chokehold this man has had on me for the duration of this series is crazy. I find him very interesting. I'm not kidding when I say I could yap for over an hour about my analysis of him.

anyway, his time as a cyborg scratched my brain in a particular way

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Babygirl <33

@copperstars this is for u btw

[npdkondraki]

nsp sideplots are great bc cory will be having the worst time of her life (yet) and then like. hooper and tommy are fucking around. gus is there. ruby has just beat a man senseless for looking at her wrong. bright and iris spend the entire episode running around frolicking and leaving chaos in their wake. site director #8298347284782374 kills themself

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I’m talking about these two scenes bc dammit I love tragic best friends

In scene A, Cory uses the dream sheep to get access to a dream where nothing went wrong and all of his friends are happy. This dream ends up hijacked by SCP 990 and the dream versions of his friends guilt him until he’s brought to 990’s plane.

In scene B, Hooper goes for a nap (for the first time since his cyborg enhancements) and is faced with Cory, who simply says that Hooper betrayed him. Hooper doesn’t feel guilt towards this, and instead punches the glass Cory appeared in which leads him to SCP 990’s plane of existence.

VERY similar scenes on the surface, dream gets hijacked by 990, 990 decides to use guilt to bring the persons awareness to their dreaming

Simple

But there’s so much more than on the surface.

First off, let’s go over Cory’s dream

He requests a dream from the dream sheep where all of his friends are there and happy. In this alignment, we do not see Hooper. When being guilted, he shows clear remorse and attempts to rationalize his actions.

Hoopers dream is quite different.

His dream is not something he requested to have through a specific SCP, however it was still influenced by one. SCP 965 appeared in the window in Hoopers room during this dream, and upon seeing 965, he punches the glass. After the glass is broken, A dream version of Cory appears, guilting Hooper. Hooper shows no remorse, and attempts to attack Cory. This does not work and Hooper is instead given a clear access to SCP 990’s plane.

Hooper appears to not regret his actions towards Cory in any way, so why does this dream apparition of Cory appear in the first place?

You might say it was SCP 990 trying to get Hoopers attention, but why do something that Hooper feels no guilt towards?

We all know that dreams are telling of the subconscious. So I argue that this is Hooper subconsciously trying to regain a semblance of control.

Hooper feels regret, but it’s actively being suppressed by his cyborg enhancements. Of course we all know this, but the fact that Hooper was trying to fight against this says so much more.

Cory on the other hand, feels clear remorse to everyone who guilted him in his dream.

But Hooper wasn’t there.

SCP 990 didn’t even bring in Hooper to amp up the guilting, because it wouldn’t have worked.

In later episodes, Cory continuously shows that he is more angry at Hooper than he is guilty for shooting him. Hell, we never even see if Cory feels guilty about that. Yet Cory keeps trying to fix up what happened, even when he hears that Hooper’s going to die soon.

It’s called into question by Dr. Patience if Cory still sees Hooper as a friend, and we never receive a clear answer.

They are TRAGIC and I love it.

Anyways five other people in this fandom how we feeling

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SERIOUS QUESTION:

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HOOPER!!!!!!!

hoopoeer.. hooper :) is here :)))))

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the parallels between them in the series cause me a great amount of distress u have no idea,,,,,

(can be interpreted as ship but not necessarily intended :p)

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NSP Rewrite, Humans, Refuted

Cory yawned as he stumbled into the briefing room of his team’s quarters, everyone having already gotten there before him. Including Triana who had called the meeting.

“Finally, there you are Private,” Triana sighed as the man entered the room.

“The best for last!” Cory laughed, no one else did. “What did you call us here for?”

“Well first off; we have gained a new Private in this task force,” Triana motioned towards a young man with short, orange hair. “Johnson, introduce yourself,”

“Hi everyone, this is uh… my first mission, so I’m a little nervous,”

“Ah you’ll be fiiiine… probably,” Scott reassured as he patted the man on the shoulder.

“I give him one day,” Nikole whispered to Cory.

“Oh, don’t be such a nihilist,”

“Thank you Johnson; now second off is we have a new misson,” Triana cleared her throat. “Evidence of instances of SCP-3199 have been reported within rural Ireland. These creatures can prove incredibly hard to contain if allowed to reproduce, we’ll have to move quick,” Triana said as she prepared to leave the room to the helipad on the roof. “I’ll explain more on the ride there,”

Speaking of the ride there it was… pretty uneventful, just Triana explaining that these things laid eggs like crazy, and other boring stuff that nearly made Cory fall asleep; though a small nudge from Hooper kept him up.

“Th-This thing sounds really dangerous,” Johnson mumbled.

“Most of everything we contain is; we do this so no one else has to, remember that Private,” Triana stared the ginger man down.

“I will ma’am!” He saluted as the helicopter landed in a nice green field.

Triana tapped the headset on her head. “Bluejay, general direction of the farm that reported the Skip?”

Everyone’s headset beeped and Lara spoke. “A couple kilometres north, shouldn’t be too long to get there,”

“Great, follow me all of you,”

The crew wandered, Johnson a little more shakily than the rest.

“Hey New Guy!” Cory greeted, the ginger turned to look at him.

“Y-Yeah?”

“Don’t worry too much about your first mission, LT likes to overhype the danger of things so that we don’t good off,” Cory explained.

“Not really,” Hooper butted in. “These things are still pretty damn dangerous,”

“I-I know, I’ll do my best,”

“Good to hear, you’d be better than Cory anyways,” Hooper chuckled.

“Hey! I haven’t fallen asleep during a briefing in like… one whole week!”

“Only cause I woke ya up,”

“You two, quit fighting like a married couple, we’re here,” Triana snapped her fingers. Cory felt his face get a touch warm (from embarrassment, duh,) as his argument was interrupted. Nikole smirked as the crew stopped outside of a rinky dink wooden farmhouse.

“S-Sorry ma’am!” Hooper apologised.

An old man, probably the farmer who owned the house walked out and greeted the agents.

“Good day youse, heard ye were gonna come help me with this ol monster problem,”

Cory squinted as the man spoke barely understandable English, Triana cleared her throat.

“Yes sir, that’s what we’re here for. Where did you first see this ‘Monster?’”

“Aye, ran straight into me chicken coop boy, started screamin’ as it ate ‘em alive!” The Irishman waved his hands around. “Then it headed off into the wilderness as I waved me shotgun around at it, the cowardly shitstain!”

“We understand your frustration, sir, thank you for your time,” The rest of the crew nodded as they prepared to leave for the wilderness.

“Aye thank you boy, ‘specially since yer not makin’ me pay a cent for this,”

“So, how long are we gonna be wandering this uh… bumfuck nowhere?” Nikole both asked and complained in one sentence.

“Until we find any-” Triana was interrupted by footsteps, not exactly human footsteps, but not different enough to be some wild animal.

“Detecting multiple instances of SCP-3199 in the nearby area,” Lara called out over the radio, sounding like she had turned pale. “Stay safe,”

“We will,” Triana reassured. “Let’s split into groups of three. Cory and Hooper, you two are coming with me,”

“Yes ma’am,” Hooper saluted.

“Sure thing LT,”

“Good, we’ll be searching around this area, the rest of you will set up point defense here, am I understood?”

“Y-Yeah!” Johnson said as the other two nodded.

“Great, I don’t want any screwups, especially from you, Sergeant,” The Lieutenant scowled.

“I haven’t even done anything ya Drone…” Nikole grumbled under her breath. “Sure thing, Boss,”

“Good, let’s get moving team!” She ordered as Her group walked into the wilderness ahead…

“Ugh… this is gonna get boring,” Nikole complained.

“Oh come on, boring point defence is better than scary deathy point defence,” Scott chuckled as he set up some barriers. “Johnson, help me set up these barriers.

“Ah, sure things Sir!” Johnson quickly ran over to help set up the defences in the… well point they were defending.

“Don’t be all formal and junk, dude, just call me Scott,” The unironic frosted tips haver smiled “What’s your first name anyway?”

“Oh uh, sorry… it’s Mark,”

“Nice to meetcha, Mark!” Scott shakes the Private’s hand. “That whiney old dog is Nikole,”

“I’m only 38!” Nikole argued as she took a swig from her flask. “The smoking just makes my hair grey is all,”

“Didn’t deny the whining,” Scott chuckled, Johnson did too…

“East,” Lara called over the radio, guiding the three MTF that had elected to search for the Skips.

“So uh… what do these things do anyway?” Cory asked as he followed the Lieutenant Eastwards.

“They vomit acid and lay eggs like crazy, if we don’t deal with them now they could spread all throughout the local area,” Triana warned. “Don’t goof off on this mission, Cory,”

“I wasn’t gonna…” Cory mumbled.

“Are we gonna be destroyin’ these eggs, LT?”

“Yes, I have Cyro grenades on me to prevent the eggs from hatching, they become vulnerable under extremely low temperatures,” Triana explained.

“Are we-”

“Yes we’re transporting them,” Triana interrupted the Private. “It’ll be fine as long as we don’t screw u-”

Something skittered through the grass, multiple somethings in fact; multiple human sized somethings if we’re being specific.

“Shit,” Triana tapped her headset. “Calling reinforcements 30 clicks East, defensive positions, multiple instances of- agh!”

Triana, Cory and Hooper all ducked behind a nearby tree as the creature spat a glob of acid at them. Cory managed to get a good look at the creature: Huge hairless pale creatures, with fat bodies and chicken like arms, their mouths were melted making their gums visible.

“Oh Jeez,” Cory whispered.

“Johnson and Kaminski are heading to your location now,” Lara announced. “They’ll be there soon,”

“Alright, we’ve been instructed to terminate these things on sight,”

“Got it,” Johnson affirmed.

“How many exactly are in the area, Bluejay?”

“Three-”

Lara was interrupted by one of the creature screaming, no screeching in utter agony as a red acid poured out of its mouth.

“Soon to be four if we don’t deal with them fast,” Triana said. “We fire on them the instant reinforcements get here, got it?”

“Yes ma’am!” Cory and Hooper saluted.

Johnson and Nikole got there not soon after she said that, Nikole wielding her revolver and Johnson wielding a shotgun.

The three creatures looked over at the duo as Triana’s group jumped from behind the tree.

They rained hell on the creatures, managing to take down two near instantly before-

“AGHHH!” Johnson screamed as a glob of acid melted his arm, he fell straight to the ground; Cory ran over to go help him.

“Cory! What the hell are you doing?” Triana ducked behind the tree as she fired upon the last couple Skips

“Johnson? C’mon get up buddy you’re gonna make it,” Cory tried to reassure as he rapidly looked around to see-

The bloodied creature, riddled with holes looking right down at him; Cory froze as the thing slowly opened its gaping mouth, pouring out.

THUNK

Cory felt himself weakly being pushed to the ground, the acid vomit completely missed him and hit Johnson instead, right in the chest.

“J-Johnson?”

BANG

Johnson blew the things chest clean out, then instantly collapsed to the floor; a grimacing, pained smile on his face as he bled out.

“Johnson?”

There was nothing coming from the ginger man anymore. The rest of the crew all looked over at the half melted body, most looked with sorrow or confusion; Cory looked with grief, he felt tears begin to prick in the corner of his lens.

“A-Alright team, I’ll call the helicopter and we’ll take these eggs to the nearest site,” Triana said, quieter than usual.

“That’d be…” Cory didn’t bother to finish.

Cory sat in the lounge of his barracks alongside the rest of hiis team, hours after the team had gotten home from their mission. He stared into space thinking about Johnson… about how he had failed.

“Alright, it took me awhile, but I managed to get everything set up,” Triana announced as she walked out from a door, probably leading to a spare room.

“Set up what?” Cory asked.

“We like to hold funerals for the people we’ve lost in this unit, The Foundation doesn’t hold any official funeral services of its own,” Triana explained.

“Oh that’s… sucky,” Cory looked down.

“How many of these have ya held?” Hooper asked.

“Too many, heh,” Scott nervously laughed.

Lara stayed silent alongside Nikole who took a swig from her flask.

Everyone followed Triana into the spare room, within it was a podium with a framed picture of Johnson’s face, candles were lit next to it.

Triana went up to the podium first.

“Y’know I always think I’m prepared for these, but then you set up the picture and… I’m already… nevermind,” Triana cleared her throat. “We didn’t have Johnson in our team for very long, but that doesn’t change the fact that we’ve all lost a man today. As the Lieutenant of this task force I sometimes fall into the habit of viewing people as assets, not well… people, but then someone dies, dies under my watch and it all comes to me,”

Scott went up next.

“Johnson was a good kid, just wanting to make his superiors proud; I think we’re all like him in a way y’know?” The big guy cleared his throat. “I think the best way we can remember him is by being proud of all he did for this whole team,”

Then Lara.

“I… suck at these,” Lara sighed. “None of us really knew Johnson very well, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t honour his memory, what little of it we- I shouldn’t say that,”

“It’s alright, Lara,” Triana smiled.

“Thanks Tri,”

Cory felt his breathing get heavier and heavier as Hooper walked up to the podium.

“We lost not only a good asset today, but a good man too. Johnson gave everythin’ for us, and the best we can do is remember him,”

Cory felt the air get heavy, he couldn’t take it, he couldn’t fucking take it he had failed Johnson and that was that.

He ran as fast as he good, he didn’t deserve to be at the funeral of the person he failed.

“Huh, guess it got too much for him,” Triana said, the whole team was looking at the door that Cory had ran out of.

“Stay here y’all,” I’ll deal with it,” Hooper walked out the same door.

Cory sat on his bed, head in his hands as he thought about how many people he had failed: Uni, Cooper… and now Johnson, probably a whole host of other people too, he really was the biggest failure of all tim-

“Hey Cory,” The soft voice of Hooper pierced Cory’s thoughts. “You alright?”

“Huh? Hey Hooper…” The blonde mumbled. “I… I failed Johnson today, if I had just gone in front of him he would’ve-”

“He pushed ya to the ground for a reason, Cory,” Hooper sat down next to the Camera Faced Man. “He was givin’ his life for ya,”

“I- I know I just don’t understand wh-”

“I don’t understand it neither, alls I know is that givin’ your life for your fellow man,” Hooper looked up at the roof for a minute. “That’s just about the best thing any man can do, ya gotta appreciate someone willing to do that,”

“I… yeah, yeah I do,” Cory smiled. “Thanks Hooper,”

“Anythin’ for a friend, Cory,”

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OHHHH??? SOMEONE WHO ALSO (some-what?) SHIPS OTIS AND HOOPER?? Before I post any of my headcanons, I just want to say I LOVE your headcanons!! Very unique!!

I JUST SAW YOU POST ABOUT WANTING NEWSCAPEPRO SCP ROLEPLAY AND PLEASE PLEASE I NEED TO FIND MORE PEOPLE THAT LOVE THE VILLAINS I JEED HEADCANONS OR JUST ANYTHING ABOUT MY BOY OTIS I LOVR HIM SO MUUUCH

Well, im answering this a bit late cuz. İ just now felt like it, sorry 😓 professional procrastination gang wya

Hes a cis gay man that has a lot of internalized homophobia, to me.

He is quite snide, he is hostile to anyone and everyone just because he is an unapologetic bitch

He had a crush on Hooper, and the reason he wanted Cory in containment was because he saw him as competition

Speaking on emotions, he is not very good with them. He is very self centered and wants people he has a crush on almost like trophies, which is why he made cyborg hooper how he is

He likes hairless cats. Why? İ dunno. İ feel like he would. Or he would hate all animals

Also all his suits are designer bc hes rich from selling scps