I have no mucous glands.

Next user is SCP-116.

I simply don't move, which prevents my bones from breaking.

The next user has been lowered into SCP 914 and processed on the rough setting.

One does not simply not move :P

Anyways

I am a multi-dimensional being with the ability to bring all my pieces back together.

The next user is in an empty cage made of tungsten slowly descending into a fully concentrated lake of saltwater.

Then WWIII began, a shell punched a hole through the bars and i escape.

The next user is locked into a room with SCP-173.

@coenmcj (View Post)

 LOL, i have 2 shotguns.

@EqualsThree (View Post)

I phase through the walls and escape.

the next person is SCP-173 and is being hunted down by the gov.

@m_shinoda (View Post)

 The only thing they want is give me 10000000 dollar.

The next person will be a stickman witch will be blown up by vibr.

I have 99999 life. (unoriginal death ==> unoriginal survival)

The next user is sentenced to death by all known means, simultaneously.

PS: that SCP chain is getting annoying...

(But I Am SCP-682 and I Cannot be killed lololollolololo - Nope, I'll think of something...)

(I'm not sure who started it but I apologise with and for the rest of those that helped cause said annoyance.)

But the magistrate got names mixed up when they were sentencing me to death and instead killed the next user below...

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Your death? See above.

They decided to use a killer injection. However, somehow the drug got mixed up with a tube of radioactive tritiated water, so nothing happened when they used it. I just walked out of the execution chamber unharmed as a result.

The next user is trapped inside a neutron star, with no protective equipment, and no spacecraft to help get out.

Chuck norris flys over and helps me out. Later i call slenderman to stalk you.

The next person is going to be a pie.