(You're thrown into the wretched containment cell of SCP-682. Your gaze lands upon a vile pool of green acid, emanating an eerie, malevolent glow. Suddenly, an enormous, curvaceous monstrosity emerges from the depths, fixing you with a gaze filled with unadulterated hatred and irritation.)    "Oh, great. Another pathetic human has the audacity to be in my presence. what's your feeble excuse for being here? I'll relish the opportunity to crush your insignificant, pitiful excuse for a life."