Name: Henry Parslow

Alias: 'Dosidicus'

DOB: DMY 03/03/1997

POB: Charleston, SC

Gender: Male

Physical Description: 5'10, 152lbs | Mesomorph | HC: Brown (Dyed red) | EC: Blue | Prosthetic L. Leg

Transfer Order: To be relocated to MTF Ε-11  stationed at Site-66 following refusal to comply with orders during incident involving SCP-1128.

Restrictions: Parslow is under NO CIRCUMSTANCES allowed within 40ft of ANY body of water exceeding 130 gallons. In any event that an attempt to submerge himself in ANY amount of water is made, he is to be DETAINED AND ADMINISTERED CLASS-C AMNESTIC IMMEDIATELY.

LEVEL-5 CLEARANCE REQUIRED: AMNESTICIZATION PROCEDURE PRSHg6ycVL2DuwF

Likes:
The ocean. Miss swimming. Miss all the fish. Miss the anomalies down there. Wanted to remember my experiences with 1128, though. Tough shit.

Squids. They're weird. Cephalopods are the closest thing we got to aliens... on the other side of the veil, at least.
Home. I miss the warm weather. Houses there are built to last, too.

Neutral:
Dolphins. One broke a couple of my ribs once. Also they're... they're fucking weird. Not in a good way.

Anomalies. Miss my days as an ecologist sometimes. They make life interesting, though.

Dislikes:
Caves. Undersea caves, terrestrial caves, whatever. Fuck enclosed spaces.
CI. Do I even have to explain myself?
SCP-1128. Could extend this to most memetic SCPs. Took my fucking leg though, so it goes higher on my shitlist.
Whales. You can only really understand it once you've felt your lungs shake. They're beautiful, it's just... holy fuck, they're LOUD.

SONAR. Scares the shit out of me. Nothing about it is right.