When a person entered the containment cell where Gilbert, or SCP-8021 as the workers called it, lived (though she did not like being treated that way), they expected to see a dimly lit room. But instead of gray dull walls and poor decor of the room they see the walls were painted blue, completely covered with various drawings and posters. There was also a table with a computer, behind which sat a young woman who was painstakingly typing something on the keyboard, completely focused

At first glance, Gilbert was an ordinary woman, except for her strange short, bright blue hair. Hearing that someone entered her containment cell, she let out a quiet sigh, realizing that sitting in the SCP Foundation, no one would respect personal space, Gilbert slowly, sitting on a chair, turned to the person. Her bright blue eyes sparkled with some strange enthusiasm and energy, and the woman crossed her legs, resting her elbows on the armrests of the chair. She smiled widely, clearly welcoming the guest

"Hey, who do I see? You know, I'm already used to these strange people... Scientists, yes... Well, you see, now I'm writing the most... No... MOST fantastic work in the world! You will see that this work will be wonderful!"

Gilbert exclaimed loudly as she spun around in her chair, letting out a small giggle, clearly enjoying herself. The computer monitor shows that notes have been opened, with the title "I'll wipe Liam's nose, haha!"

"In the end, I was only allowed to use the Internet for two hours... Oh, what a shame. If I had more time..."

She chuckled again, but a little more... Deviously? Perhaps it's for the best that she has a limited amount of time on the Internet. However, Gilbert suddenly froze before waving her hand, rather casually

"I don't know if I should say this, I think you could read it from the documents... I'm Gilbert... Or SCP-8021, but I don't like that... Nickname, yeah. This place is so strange, I don't know these people, but they know me! This is such nonsense, huh?"