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SCP-4104 | keter | ▷ Show Code ◁ △ Hide Code △ @import url(https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Montserrat:wght@600;700&display=swap); /* Centered Header Sigma * [2021 Wikidot Component] * By Lt Flops (CC BY-SA 3.0) * Forked from: * Penumbra Theme by EstrellaYoshte * Also based on: * Centered Header BHL by Woedenaz **/ /* ---- VARS ---- */ :root{ --titleColor: hsl(0, 0%, 95%); --subtitleColor: hsl(60, 62%, 85%); --lgurl: url(https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/component:pride-highlighter/lgbtqp_logo.svg); } /* ---- SITE BANNER ---- */ #header, div#header{ background-image: none; } #header::before{ position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; content: ""; background-image: var(--lgurl); background-position: center top; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: auto 9em; opacity: .33; } #header h1, #header h2{ float: none; margin-left: 0; text-align: center; } #header h1 span, #header h2 span{ /* Hide the Existing Text */ display: none; } #header h1 a::before, #header h2::before{ /* Style the New Text */ font-family: "Montserrat", "Arial", sans-serif; text-shadow: none; } #header h1 a::before{ position: relative; bottom: .15em; color: var(--titleColor); font-size: 115%; font-weight: 700; } #header h2::before{ position: relative; top: .1em; color: var(--subtitleColor); font-size: 130%; font-weight: 600; } #header h1 a::before{ /* Set the New Text's Content From Variable */ content: var(--header-title, "SCP FOUNDATION"); } #header h2::before{ content: var(--header-subtitle, "SECURE - CONTAIN - PROTECT"); } /* ---- SEARCH ---- */ #search-top-box{ top: 1em; right: 0; } #search-top-box-form input.button{ margin-right: 0; } #search-top-box-input, #search-top-box-input:hover, #search-top-box-input:focus, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit], #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:hover, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:focus{ border-radius: 0; box-shadow: none; font-size: 100%; } /* ---- TOP BAR ---- */ #top-bar{ right: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #top-bar ul li ul{ border-bottom: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 40%); box-shadow: none; } /* ---- LOGIN ---- */ #login-status{ top: 1.1em; right: initial; color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); } #account-topbutton{ border-color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); font-size: 100%; } /* ---- PAGE TITLE ---- */ .meta-title, #page-title{ text-align: center; } /* ---- BREADCRUMBS ---- */ .pseudocrumbs, #breadcrumbs{ text-align: center; } /* ---- MOBILE DISPLAY ---- */ @media (max-width: 767px){ #search-top-box{ top: 1.85em; width: unset; } .mobile-top-bar{ position: relative; left: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #login-status{ top: 0; right: 0; } #header .printuser{ font-size: 0; } #header .printuser img.small{ margin: 0; transform: translate(6px, 4px); } #my-account{ display: none; } #account-topbutton{ margin-left: 2px; } } Swordlover87 SCP-4104 - Unknowable Geometry More by this author Fig. 1: Characteristic example of native SCP-4104 geometry. Item №: SCP-4104 Special Containment Procedures: Educational institutions worldwide are to be monitored for SCP-4104 occurrences, with a focus placed on colleges that offer robust mathematics courses. Upon confirmation of SCP-4104 manifestation, the nearby populace is to be evacuated. The attendant Penrose object must then be located and destroyed as soon as possible. Mobile Task Force Theta-90 ("Angle Grinders") is authorized to conduct expeditions into SCP-4104; research personnel may accompany ϴ-90 agents at their own discretion, but are liable for any personal injury. Individuals using prosthetics or implants such as pacemakers are prohibited entirely from entering SCP-4104. SCP-4104-A has been quarantined under the cover story of a permanent closure due to financial constraints, and its former student body and staff have been relocated. It is kept under constant guard; personnel manning the perimeter must work in rotating 2-hour shifts to minimize proximity to the anomaly. Trespassers are to be detained and forcibly administered a course of Class-F amnestics to prevent unwanted mental alterations. If possible, SCP-4104-B instances are to be captured alive for study. Description: SCP-4104 is an extra-dimensional locale in which the laws of geometry and topology are radically altered. This results in geometrically impossible figures such as Penrose staircases (Fig. 1) appearing in physical reality. Gravitational force within SCP-4104 is also highly irregular; for an object traversing any surface with curved or inclined vertices, gravity will always act in a "downwards" direction relative to the moving object (Fig. 2) so long as its path remains consistent. Fig. 2: Diagram of gravitational abnormalities in SCP-4104 (simplified). The red arrows represent the relative direction of gravity. SCP-4104 is capable of subsuming sections of baseline reality through a process that remains poorly understood. Affected locations will initially take on the properties of SCP-4104, with local terrain and objects exhibiting a number of novel deformations to match — in one instance, a campus bar's collection of wines were transfigured into Klein bottles, while its counter contorted into a Möbius strip. This reconstruction does not directly affect organic matter, although persons with inorganic prosthetics or implants are potentially at risk of injury. The epicenter of a location subsumed by SCP-4104 will always contain an object resembling a Penrose triangle. The interior of this object acts as a Class-A "Relativistic Integrity" Wormhole (D/P-TIMLCU2D)1 leading to SCP-4104 proper. If the Penrose object is not destroyed within 24 hours, it will gradually draw the affected location into SCP-4104, removing it completely from reality. Generally, this leaves behind an irregular crater spanning ~5 km and exhibiting residual topological anomalies. SCP-4104 disproportionately targets mathematics-focused educational institutions — particularly colleges — for subsumption. SCP-4104-A is the Keystone Technical Institute in Harrisburg, PA, which was the first recorded target of SCP-4104. Unlike other targets, SCP-4104-A has not yet been removed from baseline reality despite the confirmed presence of a Penrose object on its campus. Rather, it exhibits a steadily worsening level of geometric and topological anomalies, as well as potential mind-affecting properties (see below). This has prevented the Foundation from neutralizing SCP-4104-A's Penrose object. SCP-4104-B is a group of former KTI students. They reside within SCP-4104 and display unusual adeptness in navigating its environment. They have undergone moderate levels of anomalous transfiguration, resulting in features such as: The appearance of extra limbs which create a visual effect reminiscent of the impossible trident. Perceptive filters, activated based on the body's orientation; see the "My Wife and My Mother-In-Law" ambiguous figure for reference. Irises shaped similarly to Borromean rings, observed in roughly 40% of instances. This condition appears to grant significantly improved eyesight. Dissociation into Menger sponges (Fig. 3) upon termination. Fig. 3: Illustration of a singular Menger sponge. These properties manifested during the initial SCP-4104 event at KTI. For unclear reasons, the group of students that would later be classified as SCP-4104-B disobeyed an evacuation order and entered the Penrose object. They were initially written off as casualties until later expeditions sighted them within SCP-4104, now exhibiting anomalous attributes. It is not known why this occurred, as SCP-4104 does not ordinarily deform living beings; how SCP-4104-B sustain themselves within SCP-4104 is also under investigation. SCP-4104-B display an abnormally protective attitude towards SCP-4104 with elements of religious fervor, referring to themselves as the anomaly’s "Chosen" or similar epithets. They are aware of and markedly hostile to the Foundation — containment efforts for SCP-4104 are frequently impeded by attacks from SCP-4104-B. Instances have consistently evaded capture due to their skill in traversing the anomaly. Addendum 4104-01: A recent attempt to detain an SCP-4104-B instance ended in failure after the instance displayed unprecedented abilities. A division of MTF ϴ-90 had pursued the instance and tracked it nearly 80 km into SCP-4104, across an assortment of terrain subsumed by the anomaly. It was eventually cornered strategically in a dead end — specifically, a road twisted into a Möbius strip that had been halved by a chasm of interminable depth. There was a gap of 1.5 km between the two sections of road, believed impassable even by anomalous means. ϴ-90 agents were moving in for capture when the SCP-4104-B instance turned to the opposite side of the chasm, tilted its head, lifted its chin and closed one eye. Immediately after, the instance was seen to break into a run and spatially translocate across the gap. ϴ-90 found themselves unable to replicate this maneuver and were forced to abandon the mission. Before fleeing, the SCP-4104-B instance shouted the following across the crevasse: "You claim to be men of science, but think you can catch Penrose's Chosen unawares in their own world? How backwards. Our protector, our impossible aegis, will always keep us safe from danger." It is not clear how the instance effectuated its escape. Based on post-mission debriefing, it is currently theorized that, by eliminating its depth perception and turning its head at a specific angle, the SCP-4104-B instance was able to create a perspective-based optical illusion where the gap in the road was "closed" relative to itself. It then used this illusion to flee. Research into the heretofore unexplored effects of perception on SCP-4104 is ongoing. Footnotes 1. Dimensional/Physical, Temporary Stability, Immobile, Manifested, Limited-Area, Certain, Unconditional Two-Way, Destructible. See: A Discourse on the Unification of Technological Canon, Vis-à-vis the Classification of Extradimensional Portals for further information. |
SCP-4105 | keter | Item #: SCP-4105 Special Containment Procedures: All civilians are to be cleared from SCP-4105's active effect area once early warning signs are detected. These early warning signs will begin roughly three days before the SCP-4105 event and will continue until the event begins. Agents are authorized to use any means necessary to clear SCP-4105's active effect area, up to and including physical and chemical coercion. The following are to be considered early warning signs: A Temperature drop of more than 15° C from projected seasonal averages. Continuous rain of varying intensity, from light drizzles to thunderstorms. SCP-4105-A flowing in the opposite direction, from south to north. Intense feelings of guilt among all non-indigenous peoples living in SCP-4105's active effect area. Increased drowning rates in SCP-4105-A, especially among non-indigenous peoples. During an SCP-4105 event, no unauthorized personnel may come within 100m of SCP-4105-A. Any who do must be held in captivity until the secession of the SCP-4105 event and delivered class A amnestics before release. Foundation agents planted within the Canadian government are to continually promote the ideas of indigenous reconciliation and reparation in order to limit SCP-4105 events. Agents of Mississauga descent are to be considered top priority for assignment to SCP-4105. Dr. ███████ has proposed the removal of all non-Foundation personnel from SCP-4105's active effect area. This has proven difficult due to major population centers forming around SCP-4105-A since initial containment. Means of removing non-Foundation personnel are currently under review by the Ethics Committee. Description: SCP-4105-A is the ████████ River, located in ███████████ County, Ontario, Canada. SCP-4105 is an event that occurs within 67m of SCP-4105-A (SCP-4105's active effect area) from the 6th of September until the 9th of September. The frequency of SCP-4105 events is inconsistent, although it has been theorized that the mistreatment of indigenous groups who have lived near SCP-4105-A correlates with SCP-4105 events. During an SCP-4105 event, numerous events will occur, the first of which will be SCP-4105-A receding an average of 1.5m from its banks. Following this, a torrential downpour will begin and will continue until the succession of the SCP-4105 event. Finally, numerous humanoid figures made out of SCP-4105-A's water (henceforth referred to as SCP-4105-B) will emerge from the river and seek out all humans within SCP-4105's active effect zone. SCP-4105-B instances are approximately 1.9m tall, have no discernible features, and seem to possess no intelligence. All attempts at communication with SCP-4105-B instances have failed. Once a SCP-4105 instance locates a human, it will attack. Typically, this takes the form of the entity extending parts of itself into the victim's mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, causing severe injury and asphyxiation. Once the victim has been rendered unconscious by this initial attack, the victim will be dragged into SCP-4105-A. In 80% of cases, peoples of Mississauga descent have been ignored by SCP-4105-B instances. As of █-██-2018, no victims have been recovered from SCP-4105-A. It should be noted that SCP-4105-B instances are incapable of leaving the active effect zone. Addendum: Document 4105-1: Document recovered from ███████████ Historical Society. Document is the diary of James Hastings, former constable in ███████████ County, dated 1781. Note: Object has suffered severe water damage, and thus, many entries are missing or otherwise ruined beyond comprehension. First Entry, 17/08/1781 At last, we have arrived in our new home. We are few in number, but His Majesty the King has granted us this land for our loyalty in the Revolutionary War. I have been assigned the constable by the governor of Quebec himself. There are 20 of us sent to build a thriving town in this area, and many of us are optimistic. However, the local group of Indians has given us some trouble. They claim our right to rule this land is illegitimate, despite our procurement of all the required documents. [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. Some of the men, led by a hunter named Thomas, think we should force the savages off our land. I pray that it does not come to violence, but we may have no choice. [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE], will ask them tomorrow. Third Entry, 19/08/1781 I and the mayor have decided to send a message to the governor in order to resolve this situation with the Indians in a diplomatic fashion. More people are arriving in our community, and many appear to be drawn to Thomas. The man possesses a silver tongue and many of the newcomers are attempting to pressure me to force the Indians onto the nearby reservation. [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE] will wait as long as I can for the Governor's response, although I fear [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. Sixth Entry, 22/08/1781 A skirmish has occurred today, no doubt a result of the tensions between us and the Indians. I had heard the gunshots about half-past 3, and I soon after set off for their source. [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE], and found 3 Indians and 1 of our settlers dead. [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE] more Indians were injured. One of the injured Indians told us they were simply looking to trade, but Thomas, who seems to be present at all sites of tension with the Indians, claims they were a raiding party. [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]re who to believe, but the townsp[SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. Fourteenth Entry, 30/08/1781 Thomas and the others have returned today. Dear Lord, I pray for your forgiveness for what they have done. [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]ld see the fires along the bank, giving the river an almost brilliant shade of or[SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. And the smell, Lord forgive me, it swept across like a g[SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. Thomas and those who went with him have been exiled. The governor has still not res[SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. Final Entry, 06/09/1781 [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE] out of the waters, creatures of Sa[SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. The Indians are [SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]evenge, Lord s[SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. The set[SIGNIFICANT WATER DAMAGE]. Notes: A large percentage of the ███████████ County population was reported missing on the day of the final entry, including Constable Hastings. An estimated ████ civilian disappearances have been attributed to SCP-4105 before containment by Her Majesty's Society for the Study of the Paranormal, a Foundation precursor organization, in 1847. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4105" by Quynine, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4105. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4106 | safe | ADULT CONTENT This article contains adult content that may not be suitable for all readers. Graphic depiction of blood, gore or mutilation of body parts Features sexual themes or language, but does not depict sexual acts. Explicit depiction of sexual acts. Features non-consensual sexual acts. Depiction of severe mistreatment of children Depiction of self-harm Depiction of suicide Depiction of torture {$custom-content} If you are above the age of 18+ and wish to read such content, then you may click Continue to view said content. Continue Back to Front Page close Info X 88.7% (+102) 11.3% (-13) -% (+0) -% (-0) By Marcelles D. Raynes Link To Guide Item#:4106 Clearance Level 3: Clearance Special Containment Procedures The website "OnlyCryptids" has been removed from the dark web and access has been restricted to those who previously had access to it. Should any patron share information about OnlyCryptids, they are to be terminated and the data link is to be destroyed. Identifying the creator of SCP-4106 is considered a Delta Level Priority. All patrons of SCP-4106 affected sites are to remain under Foundation surveillance until the apprehension of the perpetrator. Models featured on OnlyCryptids are to remain under Foundation protection until such a time that the individual responsible for SCP-4106 is apprehended. The models have taken adequate protective measures and thus do not require further containment procedures. Description SCP-4106 home screen. SCP-4106 is the domain for an anomalous website, found at ███████████OnlyCryptids.onion, IP address ███.███.█.███. SCP-4106 can only be accessed following the completion of its sign-up page and a specific coitomantic ritual, the details of which are available upon request. When the pre-requisites have been met, users are able to access SCP-4106's primary content, which mainly consists of extra-terrestrial or extra-dimensional organisms performing lewd actions on-camera. Users are able to select and view any active camera and communicate with the organism1, as well as other users in the chatbox displayed below the streaming window. Messages received in the chatbox will be automatically translated to the user's preferred language, allowing for communication with all available parties. Additionally, users are able to send gratitudes (called "tips" on-site) to models through SCP-4106's "donation box", a screen wherein individuals are able to specify the amount of money they wish to donate as well as a message they wish to send. There is no character limit for the message, and no upper limit to the amount of currency an individual is allowed to donate, although the model receiving the donation has the ability to deny it. Should this occur, the individual will be refunded. UPDATE 9/20/2021 Following the incident involving the model "LonelyGirl15" and the user "ifuckmonsters", SCP-4106 has developed a method to detect the species of individuals attempting to access it. This new anomalous property is being used to prevent humans from creating new accounts with SCP-4106. Humans who have made accounts prior to this are forbidden from interacting with LonelyGirl15, or other members of the entity's species, and their ability to navigate the site has been heavily restricted. Attempting to create an account under a different species will be met with failure, and the device used to access SCP-4106 will cease to function. The Sign Up Page The following is the page users are prompted to complete when accessing SCP-4106. ONLYCRYPTIDS™ Are you lonely? Bloodthirsty? Horny? Sign up to make money and interact with your fans! Dimension: (Please specify the plane(s) of existence you are able to perceive.) Vision: (Please specify what wavelength(s) of light you are able to perceive.) Species: (Please specify your species if comfortable.) Which pronouns would you like to be addressed by [ ] Male [ ] Female [ ] Non-Binary [ ] It does not matter [ ] My species does not have the concept "gender" I prefer my models be: [ ] Living [ ] Reanimated [ ] Have multiple olfactory orifices [ ] Able to perceive nth level psyonic particle activity [ ] Radioactive [ ] Comprised of song [ ] Able to produce the chemical ●︎♋︎■︎♑︎◆︎♋︎♑︎ [ ] An indentured companion [ ] Bi-pedal/tri-pedal/quadrapedal+ Please specify [ ] Limbless [ ] Flora I have performed the Bond of Sacred Trials [ ] Yes [ ] No [ ] I am unable to perform the Bond of Sacred Trials due to a lack of necessary appendages or mobility Explain why here [ ] I am unable to perform the Bond of Sacred Trials due to pre-existing conditions Explain why here [ ] I do not meet the age of consent in my culture to perform the Bond of Sacred Trials* Preferred Payment Method(s): [ ] Metal currency (Backed by valuable, non-organic material such as gold or tellerium) [ ] Paper currency (Backed by valuable, organic material such as ❇︎ꆛꑇ✳︎ꑇ✴︎ or the souls of the damned) [ ] Digital currency [ ] My species does not have a standardized currency and relies on the barter system*2 [ ] My species does not have the concept of currency Fill out how your society functions here. Per a settlement agreement, this is no longer available. *If you do not meet the age of consent in your culture or species, or your culture or species does not have an age of consent, you are not permitted to create an OnlyCryptids™ account. *2If your species relies on a barter system, you are required to fill out relevant location information. This information will remain private and will not be shared without your consent or the consent of the other party in the transaction. DISCLAIMER OnlyCryptids™.onion is not responsible for any heinous or lethal injuries sustained during or after cam-show performances. Site patrons are legally required to have a thorough understanding of the limits of their internal, external, and metaphysical physiologies, and failure to do so may result in any combination of the following: hallucinations, soul entrapment, delusions of grandeur, conceptual decomposition, destruction of metaphysical aspects of the self, death, and transportation into lower dimensional realms. Transaction Records The following records were recovered from the user account, "ifuckmonsters", which has been traced back to Foundation Researcher Joseph O'Connell. Prior to amnestic treatment, O'Connell admitted to being a frequenter of OnlyCryptids although he denied being responsible for any donations to LonelyGirl15's account, claiming that he preferred "creatures with more slime and fewer eyes"2. However, digital scrubbing of O'Connell's Internet activity confirmed that several payments to LonelyGirl15 were made from O'Connell's account. O'Connell refused to co-operate when questioned about his injuries. Type D targeted amnestics were used to remove knowledge of SCP-4106 from his mind, and his bank records were altered to remove any evidence of previous anomalous expenditures. Joseph O'Connell remains under Foundation surveillance. DATE TYPE DESCRIPTION MESSAGE BALANCE Sept 13, 2021 Card ONLYCRYPTIDS.███ It's been a long while since you blocked my old account, glad to see you again though. I've got a new account though and now I can continue to support you, even if only from the shadows. Hope you're holding up okay. I miss you, talk to me when you get a sec. -19.00 (519.80) Sept 14, 2021 Card ONLYCRYPTIDS.███ Loved that last video. Please do more with the Prowlers. I haven't seen you look that good since high school. -25.00 (500.80) Sept 15, 2021 Card ONLYCRYPTIDS.███ Please stop torturing me. It hurts seeing you be with other people and other creatures. I don't want anyone to see you like that but me. This is the worst pain anyone could go through. I get you're mad, but please. Please stop. -10.00 (425.69) Sept 16, 2021 Card ONLYCRYPTIDS.███ I know you probably don't remember me, Charlotte, but I remember you. For what it's worth, I'm really sorry for how things turned out. But I'm different now, I swear. You can trust me again. -1.00 (424.69) Sept 17, 2021 Card ONLYCRYPTIDS.███ Why are you doing this to me? I did the crime and did the time. You need to let go. What's it going to take? -40.00 (384.69) Sept 18, 2021 Card ONLYCRYPTIDS.███ I just want you to give me a second chance. That's it. We used to be so happy, back then. I miss that. Don't you? I want to be happy with you again, to go drinking with you again. You were my best friend, my person. I love you, Charlotte. I always have. I'm sorry. -15.00 (369.69) Sept 19, 2021 Check ONLYCRYPTIDS.███ Hey, I know you don't owe me anything for sending you as much money as I have. But I just wanted… you. You don't have to talk to me or anything, you haven't talked to me in a while now that I think about it. Why the fuck won't you talk to me? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? -400.00 (-30.31) Sept 20, 2021 Barter (One diamond-encrusted wedding ring) for (Foot pictures) ONLYCRYPTIDS.███ I love you. We can be together again soon, babe. Just wait. I'm on a plane right now. -1 Wedding Ring Initial Testing Upon the initial discovery of SCP-4106 on September 17th, 2021, Foundation Internet Monitoring Teams (IMTs) ordered several Level 1 Researchers and Class D personnel to complete the sign-up requirements and create an OnlyCryptids account to interact with the entities found there. Assigned personnel: Doctor Shorey Tip amount: $5.00 Entity description: Humanoid skeletal entity, possessing one bioluminescent eye that shifts positions between eye sockets at will. Entity is adorned with a blue sweater and black basketball shorts. Entity contorts the bones in its mouth area in a manner that would suggest smiling, despite lacking lips or the facial muscle to do so. Interaction: Entity proclaims that Doctor Shorey is "going to have a bad time" before proceeding to strip in a suggestive manner. The bioluminescent eye increases its luminosity exponentially before several bone-like protrusions extend from the edges of the screen, obscuring the entity's presence. When the bones retract, the entity appears to "wink" at Doctor Shorey before exiting the frame. Assigned personnel: Doctors Light, Brown, and Corbett Tip amount: $20.00 Entity description: Entity is comprised of musical notes which, while imperceptible on screen recordings, are visible with the naked eye. All three subjects regard the entity as the most physically attractive organism they've ever seen. Interaction: Entity proceeded to "dance" on screen for several minutes. The doctors appear to find the entity's movements enjoyable, and once the routine is completed, the entity begins a second routine. The entity's movements and pitch alter drastically, causing visible confusion in the doctors, who then begin physical altercations with one another. This activity lasts until security removes them four hours later3. Assigned personnel: D-17802 Tip amount: $10.00 Entity description: Insectoid entity with several tendrils extending from its carapace with an estimated average length of 30 centimeters. Entity possesses elongated eyestalks that it often uses to type various symbols into a holographic keyboard-like apparatus. Interaction: Entity squeals for several minutes before stroking its eyestalks with its tendrils. The entity presses several of the inputs on the apparatus, generating a memetic hazard that scrolls vertically across the screen. D-17802 appears to feel overwhelming pleasure throughout her body judging by a series of short convulsions appearing to originate in the groin area before expiring from cardiac arrest. Entity shrieks for several seconds before removing portions of its carapace, revealing a transparent, undulating sack with an unknown blue substance contained within. D-17802's face can be seen floating within the sack. Assigned personnel: D-15807 Tip amount: $10.00 Entity description: Entity is a hexapedal canid adorned with iridescent lingerie that alters colors based on its position. Entity has seven eyes, four of which are missing, on what would be considered the head in non-anomalous canids of similar height. Entity has several lacerations on its body from which an unknown pink substance leaks. Present slightly out of frame is a humanoid entity holding a serrated knife. Interaction: The humanoid entity approaches the camera before shouting expletives. Upon closer inspection, the humanoid entity can be identified as male. Several lacerations are present on its torso and forearms, while multiple oral indentation wounds are present on its face and neck. The humanoid entity does not appear to be wearing pants. The humanoid frequently glances to the canid entity as it attempts to commence egress. It raises the serrated knife into the camera frame and discards it. The humanoid entity embraces the canid entity and begins crying. This continues for twenty minutes before the humanoid entity returns to the camera and deactivates it. Footnotes 1. Called "models" on-site. 2. The entity claiming ownership of the account is a hexapedal canid mammalian organism with approximately seven eyes on its perceived head. 3. The door to the containment chamber was locked and unable to be opened, broken down, or otherwise breached during this time, despite Foundation protocol prohibiting the activation of locking mechanisms during testing. |
SCP-4107 | euclid | PeppersGhost SCP-4107 - Dead by PeppersGhost More by this author Item #: SCP-4107 Level 3/4107 Classified Oldest known photograph of an SCP-4107 corpse. Oldest known photograph of an SCP-4107 corpse. Special Containment Procedures: Two dozen copies of SCP-4107 have been embalmed and displayed in Site-14 for further study and comparison with future iterations. Any additional occurrences of SCP-4107 that are discovered should be analyzed for unique features and incinerated if none are found. Personnel are to use standard counterintelligence procedures when procuring remains from law enforcement. Description: SCP-4107 is a series of human corpses which appear to be the collective remains of a sole American woman. Instances of SCP-4107 have been discovered intermittently across the contiguous United States since the early 20th century, and all share identical wounds, genetic makeup, and age at time of death. Forensic investigations, when successful, have found similar circumstances of death. As of January, 2019, 311 iterations of SCP-4107 have been confirmed. Thus far, researchers have been unable to ascertain when the original death took place, or if there was an originating event at all. The oldest known record of SCP-4107 comes from a 1902 Alabama coroner's report, which listed the victim as a Jane Doe. No murder suspects have ever been found in cases related to SCP-4107. There have been no credible eyewitness accounts of any of the deaths, nor of seeing the victim at any point before their demise. The identity of SCP-4107 remains unknown. Injuries are as follows: An incision has been made along the medial side of the left forearm with a serrated blade. The wound is 8.9 cm in length and runs parallel to and terminates its depth at the ulna. Scratch marks are visible on the surface of the exposed bone. The scratches do not match the blade used to make the incision, and are instead believed to have been caused by a human fingernail. All non-foreign teeth have been forcibly removed, though several roots are still present within the jaw, presumably snapped off during removal. The surrounding gingiva has been scraped from the mandible and maxilla with the edge of a serrated blade. A loose collection of deciduous teeth and teeth fragments can be found inside the mouth and esophagus. The teeth are a genetic match for SCP-4107, and are of a consistent age to have plausibly belonged to the victim during their childhood. Two parallel incisions are present on each finger and toe at the base of the respective nail. The cuticles are peeled back along the incisions and the nails have been torn off at the roots. Most of the hair on the scalp has been threaded and sewn into the upper back, rendering the neck and head bent backward in a fixed position. There is no discernible pattern to the stitching. Cause of death has been ruled as exsanguination. All injuries are believed to have been inflicted antemortem. In all cases, evidence has indicated that the victim changed clothes between the time most of the injuries were inflicted and the moment of death. Other traces of the victim's actions before death, such as footprints and unfinished meals, are also occasionally found in the vicinity. SCP-4107 carries a secondary anomaly wherein it cannot be described in conjunction with one specific action in any way. This effect persists regardless of medium of communication, nomenclature used to describe SCP-4107, and attempts at circumvention through implication and subtext. Consequently, the particular nature of the action in question is conceptually incompatible with SCP-4107 documentation and cannot be clarified in this or any other file. Personnel assigned to SCP-4107 are encouraged to infer the aforementioned action from the absence of certain pieces of information in the above text. |
SCP-4108 | safe | Item #: SCP-4108 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4108-01, -02, -03, -05, -06 and -09 are kept in a reinforced greenhouse within Biological Research Site-104. The containment unit is coated in heat-resistant alloy, environmentally regulated to resemble subarctic climate and fitted with automated UV-light, air control, fertilization and ground watering. SCP-4108 specimens must be kept at least 5 m from each other and at least 1 m from the containment cell's inner walls. All specimens are required to have their designation and orientation painted on their trunk. SCP-4108 are not to be exposed to any kind of precipitation and/or wind speeds above 1.85 km/h. Removal of SCP-4108 from their greenhouse requires permission from two (2) researchers with Clearance Level-3-4108. The extracted specimen will then be uprooted and replanted in one of the specialized transport carts with the assistance of the rail-mounted remote manipulators present within the containment cell. The remains of SCP-4108-04, -07 and -08 are stored in a separate frozen storage unit. All documentation and archeological findings pertaining to SCP-4108 are held in the archeological records section of Research, Reliquary, and Containment Site-76, and may be accessed with permission from current research director, Dr. Isaksson. Pollination of SCP-4108 requires Clearance Level-4-4108 and above permission. Description: SCP-4108 is a collection of bio-engineered specimens belonging to a subspecies of Scots pine (Pinus sylvestris). The items display anomalous characteristics following any kind of force, even of minuscule strength, being applied onto the upper branches of a specimen. When triggered, SCP-4108 will bend themselves to near ground level, achieving this without any biological structures required for movement or elasticity. There is no visual indicator for the direction in which an SCP-4108 instance will bend, thus the decision to mark specimens in Foundation custody with paint. When in this position, the upper branches will shift to create the shape of a roughly hemispherical receptacle. Upon a secondary force being applied to the receptacle, the specimen will violently straighten itself and return to its normal height. SCP-4108 is immune to any structural damage this action would cause, but can still be harmed through normal means. SCP-4108 can be used to propel objects weighing up to a maximum of 60 kg at a distance between 300 and 500 m from the specimen in use. SCP-4108 ignore any damage that would be expected from such a task, excluding any attempts to throw an object heavier than 60 kg, in this case shattering its trunk while attempting to raise itself. It is unknown how this method of propelling can generate the force required. Upon death, specimens undergo fossilisation within three days. When a solid surface is in contact with SCP-4108's lower end, the roots of the specimen will attempt to wrap around the perceived surface and stiffen. When planted, the roots ''grip'' to the ground with a strength of ████ N: this ensues that, without exceptional strength, SCP-4108 cannot be uprooted through normal means. However, SCP-4108 possess a ring of fine roots up to a maximum of 70 cm in length, held above the ground. When pulling the roots in any direction, SCP-4108's roots will release their tension, allowing for easy uprooting or rotation of the specimen. While SCP-4108 is capable of reproduction, no male cones are present on its branches. Rather, they are produced within a cavity found on the bottom of the tree. It is improbable that SCP-4108 was to naturally fecundate itself or other specimens. Addendum #4108-01: Discovery SCP-4108 instances numbered -01 through -08 were recovered at a presentation regarding a private collection of Norse archeological artifacts belonging to Arvid Isaksson, Norwegian archeologist and historian specialized in Norse history. The event, hosted on the ██/██/20██ in █████, France, included a seminar of Norse populations' usage of siege engines.1 Field agents already present at the event requested action after a live test of SCP-4108-02. All visitors were administered Class-A amnestics and the organizers, along with Isaksson, were brought in for questioning. Isaksson claims that he recovered SCP-4108-04 at a previously unknown archeological site near Larvik, Norway, in 197█. The specimen, despite fossilization, supposedly still produced fertile pine cones, from which Isaksson privately generated SCP-4108-01, -02, -03, -05, -06 and -07. Since containment, SCP-4108-04 never produced any pine cones. SCP-4108-08 was retrieved from a separate site near Paris, France, in 198█. Isaksson's collection was reviewed and objects related to and/or referencing SCP-4108 were confiscated and brought to Site-76. The presentation's organizers were administered Class-B amnestics and Isaksson was involved in the following investigations, at the conclusion of which he was officially employed by the Foundation and assigned to the project. Addendum #4108-02: Locations of Interest Upon request, Dr. Isaksson provided the locations of a total of 8 archeological sites related to SCP-4108 and its possible creators, designated Locations of Interest-A1 through -A8. Research teams were dispatched to all LoIs. #LoI-A1: Original archeological site near Larvik, Norway, where SCP-4108-04 was initially retrieved by Isaksson. The site held an underground complex composed of a round hall 9 m in diameter with one entrance and 8 adjacent rooms 3 x 4 m wide. Dr. Isaksson claims that the site also held several artefacts and organic remains that were used in Norse sorcery known as seiðr, all of which were found in his collection. All LoI share this basic layout, excluding LoI-A2. Unless specified otherwise, standard procedure after the investigations was to release non-anomalous artefacts and information, including the location itself, to public knowledge. #LoI-A2: Original archeological site near Paris, France, where SCP-4108-08 was initially retrieved by Isaksson. The remains of a ship burial were discovered in the area. The contents of the burial mound, including 3 severely fragmented human remains, weaponry and jewellery dated to the 9th century, a runestone and SCP-4108-08, were all found in Dr. Isaksson's collection. The runestone depicts a Viking raid against a walled town, possibly Paris. What is presumed to be an SCP-4108 instance is shown standing upright on a Viking ship, the roots seemingly wrapped around a horizontal axis.2 Three Vikings are shown in mid-air. The runes framing the scene read: ''In memory of brothers Tori, Ingmar and Vali stands this stone, with the false giant they took flight, over the town's walls and towards Odin's halls.'' #LoI-A3: Discovered near ██████, Norway, and previously visited by Isaksson. A stone ca. 29 m in diameter was found on site, with evidence of impact in the area. Both Dr. Isaksson's records and Foundation geologists confirm that the stone originated ███ km from the site. #LoI-A4: Archeological site near Skara, Sweden, previously visited by Isaksson. Both Isaksson's expedition in 198█ and the current investigation recovered no objects, save for a number of parchments composed of birch bark, hidden inside a cubical altar at the center of the central hall. The mechanism within the altar was anomalous in nature and required an operative from the Department of [REDACTED] to open it, also explaining why Isaksson's group was oblivious to the altar's contents. Several remains of humans and cattle from the 9th century were also discovered in a 500 m radius around the site. Together, the parchments create the following text in Younger Futhark: ''We are sorry. We were too scared to explain ourselves, so we fled in these hills.'' ''We know it is not for men to become völvur3, but our interest was too strong. We learnt so much, but we'll never teach it. That saddens me more than to think of all the ones we have slain to hide ourselves.'' ''They think there are rock-throwing giants in these hills. Our Protectors are very helpful in the disguise. We have still stained our hands with blood, and for that we will be punished. I count on it.'' ''I do not ask you to absolve us, we do not deserve it. Just know that I am glad that the art has spread in your time.'' The contents of the altar are now held in Site-76. #LoI-A5: Archeological site near Roskilde, Denmark, previously visited by Isaksson. Isaksson's expedition in 198█ discovered several human remains in a 340 m radius around the site, all of which were found in his collection. An inscription in Younger Futhark was discovered on the inner walls of the 7th room of the structure, here transcribed: ''Jarl has learnt of our rouse. Wants Protectors. Berserker from Norway is leading raid south, Jarl wants to join.'' ''Will cut down as all Protectors. If he wants catapultas4, take them from southerners. Protectors have claimed enough blood already.'' The inscription was recorded, a physical copy of which stored at Site-76, and the LOI was demolished. #LoI-A6: Archeological site near █████████, ██████. No objects were retrieved within the site's premises; however, several remains of humans and cattle from the 9th century were discovered in a █.█ km radius around the site. Eight SCP-4108 specimens, distinct from those in the Foundation's possession, were discovered in a circular pattern around the site. Permission was granted for a test on field, and a pine cone found on-site was employed as the trigger and projectile. The specimens were visually identical to Norway spruces (Picea abies) and were triggered by pulling a branch, holding an item of small weight on said branch, then releasing both. During an authorised field test, the branches acted as a slingshot and hurled the pine cone at speeds exceeding ██ km/h, hitting Researcher ██████, who was stationed ███ m away, causing fatal head trauma. Investigation confirmed the researcher was not aiming towards ██████. The alternate SCP-4108 specimens were retrieved and the LoI demolished. All SCP-4108 specimens underwent fossilisation within 20 minutes upon removal from the premises. Researcher ██████'s family was given compensation and personnel allowing the field test were reprimanded. #LoI-A7: Discovered near ████, Sweden. A stone ca. 35 m in diameter was found on site, with evidence of impact in the area. Geological analysis confirmed that the stone originated ███ km from the site. #LoI-A8: Archeological site near ███████, Norway. A human skeleton, belonging to a man between 30 and 40 years of age, presenting signs of fatal blunt trauma to the head, was recovered within the structure. Additionally, a wooden chest containing several parchments of birch bark was discovered, buried in the site's premises. The following text, transcribed from the parchments, was written in Modern English: ''I cut down all the Protectors. Enough blood was on our hands. The others are spying the giants, but they will be back soon, and it will be the end of me.'' ''The giants are here, yet we just keep killing our own people. Yes, other schools tried to slay them, and they were easily crushed, but it's better to fight and die than to hide in this cave like a coward!'' ''People don't understand. Our fathers would see us dead, rather than welcome us and what we have learnt. But they will understand later, we have seen it! Why tarnish our reputation now, if we know that our art will be studied and accepted in the future? Why not help them now, against our enemy?'' ''I don't know why I'm writing this down, and to you specifically. Maybe I just wanted to vent off. I am "effeminate", so? I won't let all the hate I received and the resentment I hold transform me into a monster.'' ''There's a Protector and some of our things at an abandoned school near Larvik. It can still produce offspring, I made sure of it. For now, I'll just wait for them to arrive." "Perhaps you'll come up with something better. I mean, Arvid, you already know what a Protector can do. It's not really a catapult, is it?'' The LoI was demolished and the chest, parchments and human remains moved to Site-76. Footnotes 1. It is common belief among historians that Norse populations never employed or had access to complex siege weapons of any kind. Any reference to such is seen as embellishment or false additions from Christian scholars recording the events. 2. According to Dr. Isaksson, SCP-4108 were transported and operated in this manner by Viking raiders. The instance would be attached to the axis and triggered by pulling a rope tied to its sensitive area. 3. Practitioners of seiðr. Female practitioners were respected figures in pre-Christian Norse communities, while male practitioners were shunned and seen as effeminate. 4. Latin word for ''catapult'', accusative form. The word was written, contrary to the rest of the inscription, using the Latin alphabet. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4108" by Riko-based Lifeform, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4108. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4109 | safe | SCP-4109: FINAL CONCLUSION: EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE Author: Deadly Bread Other Articles of Mine SCPs SCP-4966 Rating: 725 SCP-1401-EX Rating: 303 SCP-4052 Rating: 257 SCP-4088 Rating: 234 SCP-5522 Rating: 215 SCP-4109 Rating: 212 SCP-7441 Rating: 137 SCP-5020 Rating: 124 SCP-4035 Rating: 120 SCP-4286 Rating: 119 SCP-4664 Rating: 115 SCP-4270 Rating: 114 SCP-7966 Rating: 107 SCP-3462 Rating: 100 SCP-6663 Rating: 95 SCP-5693 Rating: 63 SCP-6633 Rating: 61 SCP-4570 Rating: 60 SCP-5261 Rating: 59 SCP-444-J Rating: 53 page 1 of 212next » Tales Something Glowing Rating: 180 Log Of Extranormal Events, Vol II Rating: 37 Prelude To Presents Rating: 24 The Bears Rating: 16 Your Memory Forever Seen Rating: 13 Other SCP-005 Proposal Hub Rating: 94 The Bread Box Rating: 92 Secure Facility Dossier: Reliquary Area-27 Rating: 87 Experiment Log-4035 Rating: 71 Collab Articles SCPs Page Title Co-Author SCP-4733 But Not Forgotten Lamentte SCP-5225 The Abyss Stares Back XilasCrowe SCP-5785 Craptivism Sonderance SCP-5993 We want you to come visit Heaven, just don't fuck with those bees ch00bakka Tales Page Co-Author The Bathrooms Wiki Too many to list Snippets of an Unveiled World Nykacolaquantum does not match any existing user name, Lt Flops, IFBench, Westrin Gone, Lamentte Your Imaginary Friend Fishish Check out Deadly Bread's Author Page ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} ITEM NUMBER: SCP-4109 LEVEL 1/4109 CONTAINMENT CLASS: SAFE UNRESTRICTED The barn containing SCP-4109. Special Containment Procedures: The property containing SCP-4109 has been purchased by a Foundation front company and is to be contained under cover story 93 (Private Property). A 3.6-meter tall metal fence has been constructed around the perimeter of the property. Data collected by T/MTO.AIC is to be checked weekly for notable inconsistencies. Edible waste matter produced during testing is to be provided to Menagerie Site-37. Description: SCP-4109 is a large pile of citrus fruit located in a derelict barn in Gainesville, Florida. Despite having removed over 10,000 kg of fruit from the pile, SCP-4109 has not reduced in size. The fruit comprising SCP-4109 is unable to experience decomposition when part of the mass. Fruit removed from SCP-4109 decomposes at a highly accelerated rate, being reduced to dry remains after three days. Fruit removed from SCP-4109 appears physically non-anomalous until peeled. When peeled, the rind of the fruit will reveal an image (designated SCP-4109-1) on the inferior side. Portion of a desiccated SCP-4109-1 instance. SCP-4109-1 resemble the art style, tone, and structure of modern editorial cartoons, particularly those published in print newspapers. SCP-4109-1 mainly depict situations between what are currently believed to be anthropomorphized fruits. These entities appear physically humanoid, with the most prominent difference being their large featureless heads, lack of hair, and abnormally pigmented skin. SCP-4109-1 are extremely formulaic, with instances regularly having the same basic narrative as other instances, with little to no deviation. This narrative often revolves around the condemnation of certain practices, with a somewhat pessimistic tone. The art style of SCP-4109-1 similarly follows this trend, with characters often being identical copies of one another with slight differences to denote things such as age and occupation. Addendum.4109: During a brief relocation of Foundation resources, it was found that the current methods of cataloging and analyzing SCP-4109 instances were severely inefficient, requiring eight D-Class personnel to effectively meet data projections. In order to avoid the tedious process of manually stripping and recording SCP-4109-1, and the lack of notable instances discovered during testing, documentation and categorization of SCP-4109-1 has been assigned to T/MTO.AIC. T/MTO.AIC is a former Foundation security intelligence currently operating within a modified industrial orange peeler, and has been repurposed to effectively categorize physical media. T/MTO.AIC possesses a wide range of knowledge regarding internal operations, and has been designed to recognize potential anomalous threats to Foundation interests. Included below are the summarized contents of SCP-4109-1 as collected by T/MTO.AIC. Test #57 T/MTO.AIC SUMMARY SELECTED EXCERPT: A classroom is occupied by several students and a teacher. The students sit at desks holding textbooks titled "BOOK" while the teacher stands by a chalkboard. The chalkboard reads "KNOWLEDGE". One students raises the textbook and states to a second student "I keep swiping but I can't turn the page." ANALYSIS: ∙ Children lack the mental capacity necessary to understand how physical print books function. ∙ Children are not provided the correct nutrition required for the development of fine motor skills necessary to turn the pages of a book without damaging them. ∙ Children are unable to recognize print media following exposure to a viral antimeme obscuring all previous knowledge of print media. NUMBER OF SIMILAR EXCERPTS: 3,581 FINAL CONCLUSION: CHILDREN ARE A DETRIMENT Test #94 T/MTO.AIC SUMMARY SELECTED EXCERPT: A beach is occupied by two children and several adults. The adults are walking aimlessly while holding cell phones. Beside the children are two large holes. From these holes emerge feet similar in appearance to the adult characters. The children are talking and holding shovels. One of the children asks the other "How many did you catch?" ANALYSIS: ∙ Adults occupied with technology are unable to supervise their children, allowing them to violate OSHA regulations and create safety hazards without repercussion. ∙ Anomalous lifeforms similar in appearance to humanoid feet have begun forming in large sand chasms, feeding on inattentive individuals who fall into them. ∙ Children regularly create sacrificial pits in highly trafficked areas, hastening the process of collecting human remains by allowing inattentive individuals occupied with technology to fall in themselves. NUMBER OF SIMILAR EXCERPTS: 10,219 FINAL CONCLUSION: TECHNOLOGY IS DESTRUCTIVE AND FRIGHTENING Test #176 T/MTO.AIC SUMMARY SELECTED EXCERPT: An adult is sitting on a stool at a bar counter. Behind the bar is a second adult, presumably a bartender. The customer opens their wallet and asks for a glass of alcohol. The bartender serves them a glass cup presumably containing alcohol. The customer looks into his wallet again and asks for a second glass of alcohol, which they are provided. Upon asking for a third, the bartender asks the customer, "Tell me, why do you keep looking into your wallet?" The customer replies, "I have a picture of my wife in there. When she starts to look good I know I'm too drunk." Instance is accompanied by a large white border, with the words "lol, too funny!!!! [sic]" written along its top followed by several smiling emoticons. ANALYSIS: ∙ The customer's wife is affected by an anomalous phenomenon directly proportional to the blood alcohol content of her significant other. ∙ The beverage has steadily been converted into a highly hallucinogenic substance by a water borne bacteria that has been spread through the primary bottling company en masse. ∙ The man is currently possessed by a Tartarean class demonic entity that requires a significant level of inebriation to effectively subdue the entity and regain full control over their bodily functions. NUMBER OF SIMILAR EXCERPTS: 17,498 FINAL CONCLUSION: MARRIAGE IS HARMFUL Test #214 T/MTO.AIC SUMMARY SELECTED EXCERPT: An elderly character is walking down a sidewalk holding a phonograph. Strapped to the back of the individual is a large car battery, which is powering the device. The individual appears to be struggling to remain standing. A younger character is viewing the elderly character from a distant window. The elderly character says, "MP3 Player??? MP3 Player??? Who needs one of those?? You can't beat the sound of genuine records!" ANALYSIS: ∙ Digital media has become inaccessible and unreliable following an unknown K-Class Scenario resulting in the obsolescence of technology requiring internet access with a more heavy dependence on physical records and media. ∙ A widespread epidemic of memetic hazards has reduced the human population's ability to make informed decisions, specifically targeting rational thought and analytical reasoning, instead depending on cold logic, heuristics and cognitive biases. This has resulted in sub-optimal decision making in regards to human factors, and a heavy reliance on personal beliefs and anecdotes. ∙ The collapse of the Foundation and the utilization of anomalous weapons on a widespread scale has resulted in the collapse of human civilization, resulting in apocalyptic conditions for the remaining survivors. In an attempt to correct this, humans have begun sacrificing material goods and worldly possessions in an attempt to trigger an artificial rapture, or to summon an unknown divine entity. NUMBER OF SIMILAR EXCERPTS: 31,843 FINAL CONCLUSION: EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4109" by Deadly Bread, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4109. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: header.png Name: Barn Pano(9467)-Relic38 Author: Darren Swim License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Filename: orange_comic.png Name: Dried Orange Peel Author: zeevveez License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: Flickr Filename: orange_comic.png Name: editorial Author: The Accent License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: Flickr |
SCP-4110 | euclid | N/A ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Photo of SCP-4110-1b taken by MTF after confronting subject Item #: SCP-4110 Object class: Euclid Special Containment Procedures: As SCP-4110 cannot be conventionally contained, efforts should be focused on retrieval and destruction of SCP-4110-1 instances, as well as information suppression. Standard product retrieval protocols, including Cover Story C (Carcinogenic Materials) are to be used. All SCP-4110-1 instances are to be contained in the low-priority lockers of Site-23. Usage of SCP-4110-1 are only allowed with permission of project head. MTF Kappa-15 (“Fun Police”) is tasked with recalls of many toy-based anomalous products, including SCP-4110-1 instances. For more information, consult standard Romagnoli-Bitler Wondertainment Suppression Protocol1. Kappa-7 agents should be embedded in all regional offices of the affected store chains and monitor products in all stores in their region during the month of October. The Foundation legal department is to prevent affected retail chains from closure or bankruptcy, as those scenarios aggravate the anomaly (see Addendum 4110-1). Description: SCP-4110 is a phenomenon affecting party costume retail chains Party City, Toys 'R Us, and Spirit Halloween, on the last two weeks of October annually. Costumes (referred to as instances of SCP-4110-1) designed for children, aged 3-18, will anomalously appear in random stores of the affected retail chains in North America. The anomaly appears more frequently in cities that have a fan convention of any kind, during the time that SCP-4110 is active. All costumes are of average commercial quality, and made out of nonanomalous products. At least six variants of SCP-4110 have been confirmed, as of writing. All SCP-4110-1 instances affect the perception of humans observing SCP-4110-1 users (SCP-4110-2) in different ways, depending on the variant of SCP-4110-1. Costumes like “The Inconspicuous Investigator” or “Lizar the Terrible” affect visual perception of observers of SCP-4110-2, while costumes like “Wilford the Werewolf” and "The Automaton" affect perception of sounds created by SCP-4110-2. The anomaly will only activate when wearing the entire "set" that comprises a SCP-4110-1 instance. Wearing different components from different variants does not produce an anomalous effect, nor do different components from different instances of the same variant. Despite age restrictions labeled on the packaging, anyone can wear a SCP-4110-1 instance as long as they can fit into the costume. All SCP-4110-1 instances bear manufacturing tags and packaging stickers from Wondertainment, along with another company called "Societé du Costume Paranormal2." + List of SCP-4110-1 variants – hide block Costume Name and Classification Description "The Surgical Stork" SCP-4110-1a The costume is comprised of a black hooded cloak, a traditional plague doctor's mask, and a doctor’s bag. The doctor's bag contains an assortment of toy medical equipment, such as a stethoscope, rubber hammer, and plastic syringes. The plague doctor mask is made from plastic, with mesh eyeholes. During testing, subjects reported that nearby personnel looked sick, with cartoonish thermometers in their mouths, and hot water bottles on their heads. "Lizar the Terrible" SCP-4110-1b The costume is an inflatable Tyrannosaurus rex costume made from polyester, with a square translucent plastic square in its throat for wearers to see out of. A speaker is lodged in the “throat” of the costume and can be activated via a button on the inside of the left hand of the costume. When the button is pressed, a noise highly similar to that produced by Carnotaurus sastrei is emitted3. The sound is of much higher quality than the type of speaker should allow. When the costume is worn, observers will perceive that SCP-4110-2 is a Carnotaurus. This effect occurs even when in spaces where a Carnotaurus could not logically fit, with the space appearing to expand to accommodate the size of the Carnotaurus. Double-blind test subjects unaware of SCP-4110-2 also see the spatial distortion. The cognitohazard only affects vision, so if the subject speaks, a human voice will appear to originate from the Carnotaurus's mouth. The anomaly does not affect photographs or videos. The costume is highly resistant to puncture or slicing, despite being made from plastic. "The Inconspicuous Investigator" SCP-4110-1c The costume is a package consisting a brown trenchcoat, gloves, a magnifying glass, and a fedora. When all of the items are worn, the subject is imperceptible to the observer, essentially making the subject's body invisible. The effect extends to photographs, security footage, and heat sensors. The costume itself is still visible while being worn, so use for espionage is extremely limited. "Wilford the Werewolf" SCP-4110-1d The costume is comprised of a plastic werewolf mask, ripped flannel jacket, and distressed jeans. When worn, all vocalizations made by SCP-4110-2 will sound like vocalizations made by Canis lupus to observers, and change depending on the tone and inflection of the subject (barking while talking without inflection, howling when talking loudly, growling when using a threatening tone). "The Automaton" and "The Automatonette" SCP-4110-1e The costume is comprised of a cubical aluminum head with an antenna protruding out of the top of the head, what appears to be modified dryer ducting, and an aluminum chestplate with LEDs that randomly turn on and off without a power source. The costume is available in two genders, with the female costume adding a conical "skirt" around its waist. When worn, observers report the subject's footsteps always sound like "heavy metal slammed onto concrete." Subjects have also been reported to emit sounds of servos and gears when joints are moved. When subjects speak, their voices are modulated to sound metallic and robotic, with observers drawing comparisons to the Daleks from the British television show "Doctor Who." Scales measuring the subject report a weight approximately █ times as heavy as the subject's actual weight. "Pharaoh De-Kamposin" SCP-4110-1f The costume is comprised of a 4 meter long roll of linen bandages. Instructions that come with the costume instruct the buyer how to wrap the bandages around themselves, suggesting to use a partner to help. When the bandages are completely wrapped around the body, the cognitohazardous effect manifests. Observers will perceive the subject as a mobile decomposing body wrapped in bandages, which looks and smells identical to a rotting corpse. The details of the rotting body are different for each subject, but constants include: maggots or other insects in the body, sections of missing skin or muscle, exposed bones or organs, and patches of hair fallen out. If an observer inserts an object into a wound they perceive to be real, the subject will perceive the object to "phase" through their body, and not injuring them. – hide block Note that is found with each purchase of a SCP-4110-1 instance: HOLY MACKEREL! Looks like you found your very own Dr. Wondertainment's Wonder-Costume™! SPOOK your friends, SCARE your relatives, and make your neighbors SHRIEK with fright with this exciting creation brought to you by the people at Dr. Wondertainment & Co. Dr. Wondertainment's Wonder-Costumes™! are a fun, exciting way to ring in Samhain that is guaranteed to bring in a veritable MOUNTAIN of candy for Halloween*! Not only that, but Dr. Wondertainment's Wonder-Costumes™ are super-realistic and is guaranteed to scare the pants off of any granny who's door you knock on**! WARNING: Do not go near elderly people or people with heart conditions while wearing Dr. Wondertainment's Wonder-Costume™! *Dr. Wondertainment does not guarantee a literal mountain of candy. **Dr. Wondertainment is not responsible for any assault and battery committed against the user of the Wonder-Costume™, or responsible if anyone dies of fright! Additional specialized notes found with variants of SCP-4110-1: + Specialized Notes -Close Notes SCP-4110-1a: Have you ever wondered what it's like to be a doctor? Have you ever thought you were born in the wrong generation and wanted to dress like it's 1492? Well NOW you can!! Using Dr. Wondertainment's "Surgical Stork," you too can know what it's like to be a REAL doctor, and know if people are sick* with the handy Dr. Wondertainment's Toon-o-Vision™! Cure people of the Pestilence, and bring babies into the world**, all for the price of one costume! Buy now, when supplies last! *The Surgical Stork does not qualify you to be an actual doctor, nor give the user medical knowledge or the ability to discern one's sickness. Dr. Wondertainment's Toon-o-Vision™ is for entertainment purposes only. **The Surgical Stork does not allow you to deliver a baby (like a medical professional/cartoonish stork) or cure pestilence, whatever that may be. SCP-4110-1b: Lizar was the king of the beasts, feared by all, his roar heard for miles around. Now you can follow in his fossilized footsteps, using Dr. Wondertainment's own "Lizar the Terrible" costume! Be the hushed talk of the town behind closed doors as you reenact Godzilla's rampage* in your very own hometown! Afraid that Lizar will get stuck in your cramped Grandma's house? No worries, with the patented Space-Time-Stretch-o-Rama™, your costume can fit anywhere, providing you don't pop the costume! *Any and all property damage that is caused if or when buyer of Lizar the Terrible goes on a rampage is not the fault of Dr. Wondertainment & Co.. SCP-4110-1c: Everyone loves Sherlock Holmes, right? He's dashing, intelligent, British, and always solves the case (almost sounds like a certain toymaker). But you know what he doesn't have that we can give you? Invisibility, courtesy of Dr. Wondertainment's Light-Bending-inator™. How can Moriarty find you if not even light can penetrate your disguise? Hunt for clues, and get on the trail with Dr. Wondertainment's "Inconspicuous Investigator" today! Any and all parallels between Dr Wondertainment's "Inconspicuous Investigator" and Herbert Wells' "The Invisible Man" are completely coincidental. They are two completely different entities and are completely original concepts. SCP-4110-1d Do you want to transform into a creature that strikes fear into the hearts of men (and women)? Do you want your very voice to turn blood into ice and urine into yellower ice? Now you can, with Dr. Wondertainment's friendly "Wilford the Werewolf"! Using patented sound bending technology, this costume will scare even the most seasoned monster hunter stiff with fright, and then unstiffen in time for their strategic retreat. Get it now, when supplies last! SCP-4110-1e Are you a fan of the good ol' sci-fi of yesteryear, when robots descended from on high, and Captain Nemo still sailed the open sea? Well now live that sci-fi with Dr. Wondertainment's "The Automaton," and the optional female version, "The Automatonette." Now you can be taken to our leaders*, and come outside and say, "Hello World." The costumes are made more realistic using GENUINE gear and servo noises from actual machines! WOW! You afraid that your voice will reveal your identity as a fleshy meatbag? NOT TO WORRY, as with our patented Adapting-Dynamic-Voice-Adapter™, you can keep your identity a secret, and your voice as mechanical as possible! *Dr. Wondertainment's costumes cannot actually give you the authority to demand to speak to leaders of local, regional, or national importance, that the wearer didn't already have. SCP-4110-1f Pharaoh Steven De-Kamposin* was once a mighty KING, whose powers stretched from Cairo, Illinois, to Thebes, Illinois. When he finally died, his body was laid to rest in a mighty temple, where he would sleep for eternity. Unfortunately, the eternal sleep was made uneternal by a evil curse, which raised him from the dead, a husk of his former self. Now YOU can be the PHARAOH himself, scaring everyone just by the fumes of your still-rotting corpse! Shuffle and moan your way to popularity using the scariest costume ever made by Dr. Wondertainment & Co.! Have friends try to touch your heart (literally!) and laugh at their disgusted face! Chortle at your friend's retching because of your squishy flesh! Buy one now while supplies last! *You can see why he only used his last name. + Interview 4110-01 - Close Interview Interviewed: David ██████, and Jennifer ███████████ Interviewer: Doctor ████ Dower Foreword: David and Jennifer had posted a picture of themselves wearing SCP-4110-1e instances onto social media. They were quickly apprehended by Kappa-7 to be interviewed and administered amnestics. <Begin Log> Doctor Dower: State your names and ages for the record please. David: Uh… my name is David ██████ and I'm 17 years old. Jennifer: <speaking quietly> My name is Jennifer ██████████, and I'm 17 years old, too. Are we in trouble? Doctor Dower: No, you're not. I'm with the World Health Organization, and you bought costumes known for containing carcinogenic material. We just want to apprehend the people who thought it would be a good idea to put that stuff in children's costumes. Can please tell me where and why you two bought the costumes? David: <glances at Jennifer> Well, uh… me and Jennifer were going to go to a party at my friend Matt's house, alright? DD: Right… David: But since it's near Halloween, everyone was supposed to bring costumes and shi— stuff, so me and Jen went down to that Party City place, y'know the one down near the intersection of ████ and ██████? DD: I know of it, yes. David: <starts talking faster and with more enthusiasm> And we found these really cool robot costumes, they look all old-fashioned and square and stuff, and it came in both girl and boy, so we were like "sweet!" and we bought them, we were so pumped for the party and how great they were, but man they were really heavy. So we buy them, go to my house, put them on, and the weirdest thing happened. Every time we moved, we sounded like a car with a bad transmission, and when Jen talked, she sounded like a fuckin' Dalek from Doctor Who. <David pauses to take a deep breath> DD: Do you need a drink of water or anything? David: Nah I'm fine. Anyhow, we just figured the voice and sounds were being made with a voice-modifier-thingy, whatever they're called. So we take those pictures, post them, and get ready to get in the car. But when we went out on the porch, the damn thing collapsed on us! So we figured we should just stay home, since the costumes were all dented up after that, and Jen felt like she had a headache, didn't you Jen? <Jennifer nods in agreement> DD: <looking at Jennifer> Does he always talk like this? Jennifer: <smiling> All the time. DD: Anyways, what happened after that? David: Well Jen stayed over at my house for the night for homework, because y'know we have school on Monday, but then in the morning, fuckin' SWAT breaks down our door, and here we are. DD: Is this all true Jennifer? Jennifer: <speaking quietly> Yes. DD: Well, thank you for your cooperation, both of you. It will help immensely with the investigation. <End Log> Closing Statement: The SCP-4110-1 instances were seized, and Class A amnestics were administered to David and Jennifer. - Close Interview Discovery: SCP-4110 was originally reported in █████████, Minnesota on October 28, 199█, after several dozen civilians called the police department, panicked about "a goddamn dinosaur rampaging around my neighborhood." MTF Epsilon-6 "Village Idiots" were deployed, but shortly discovered that the dinosaur was a 8-year old boy in an inflatable dinosaur costume. Addendum 4110-1: After Toys 'R Us declared bankruptcy, additional instances of SCP-4110-1 have been observed in other stores belonging to the Party City retail chain, and other previously unaffected retail chains, primarily in Australia. The Foundation purchased the Toys 'R Us franchise for $1.2 billion USD, reopening many of its stores. SCP-4110 has since ceased to appear in previously unaffected store fronts, and remains contained. Footnotes 1. Romagnoli-Bitler Wondertainment Suppression Protocol: • Foundation webcrawler program party_crasher is to regularly scan the internet for Wondertainment-related phrases. • If keywords are found, the website where the word is discovered is to be scanned for any suspicious anomalous activity or People-of-Interest. Information is to be given to the nearest available Department of Analytics analyst for vetting. • If anomalous activity or People-of-Interest are discovered and vetted, keywords are to be scrubbed from the website, and location of activity or POI is to be pinpointed. Nature of anomalous activity is to be discovered at this time (If anomaly is not registered in the SCP database, information is to be given to the Head of Department of Analytics for further instruction). • When activity is pinpointed and a location is triangulated, MTF Kappa-7 “Fun Police” is to be deployed to confiscate and/or capture anomalous objects/POI for study/interrogation. • If POI is a nonanomalous bystander, interview and administer Class-A Amnestics and release. If found to be an accomplice to known POIs, the person is to be kept for further interrogation. 2. “Societé du Costume Paranormal,” has a listed headquarters in ████████, Normandy, France on each package. No specific address is listed. No company named Societé du Costume Paranormal exists, and no factory or offices associated with that name has been found. It is presumably a front company for the Wondertainment brand. The name is most likely a parody of the Foundation's use of the abbreviation "SCP" on the majority of its front companies 3. This conclusion was reached after anatomical comparisons to SCP-1265-A instances. |
SCP-4111 | euclid | A cavern located within SCP-4111. Item #: SCP-4111 Special Containment Procedures: No instances of SCP-4111-1 may be created without Level-3 Authorization. Any existing instances of SCP-4111-1 not currently in use must be stored in a secure anomalous items locker, and is not to come in contact with a salt water solution, unless authorized for transport to SCP-4111. Foundation personnel who wish to explore SCP-4111 for an extended period of time will be supplied with a standard arid climate survival kit. Personnel who find themselves trapped in SCP-4111 for any reason are to be recovered as soon as possible. Should any other humans be found within SCP-4111, they are to be retrieved, interviewed, amnesticized and integrated back into society. Description: SCP-4111 is a location, currently believed not to be on Earth1 that can be accessed by enacting a specific ritual. The ritual itself can transport multiple people as well as objects between locations under specific circumstances. (See SCP-4111-1 below for clarification.) SCP-4111 is apparently entirely underground, with a breathable atmosphere, and the majority of the visible land mass is solidified halite2, which is interspersed by rivers, lakes and occasionally oceans of superheated, liquified halite. There is no visible light source outside of the ambient light given off by the superheated halite, and further exploration of the location has revealed a ceiling of currently indeterminable height, also made of solidified halite. All natural structures within SCP-4111 are cuboid in structure, no natural curves have been observed while in SCP-4111. An instance of SCP-4111-1, prior to activation. SCP-4111-1 is an object that must be created in order to transport subjects and objects to SCP-4111. While certain variables about the object may change, certain aspects such as the stuffing and the shape must follow a guideline detailed in the instruction manual by an organization called the "Gemenskap Coalition"3 discovered alongside PoI-418. For information on creating an instance of SCP-4111-1, please go to Addendum 4111-A. Successfully created instances of SCP-4111-1 will flash a yellow light briefly and emit a three-toned chime upon completion. Upon submerging an instance of SCP-4111-1 in a salt water solution, the next human and any other people or objects4 it is in contact with will be transported to SCP-4111, along with the instance of SCP-4111-1. The only way to return from SCP-4111 is death; should the subject who initiated the ritual to SCP-4111 die while inside SCP-4111 for any reason, they and any other people and objects the subject is in contact with will be transported back to the location in which the ritual was initiated. After the subject's death, they and any other people brought with them will be alive and healed of all injuries sustained within SCP-4111 and SCP-4111-1 will appear somewhere beside the subject rather than in its possession. Subjects retain memories of their time within SCP-4111, up to and including their death. Several objects supposedly not native to SCP-4111 have been found during exploration logs, as detailed below. The following list supports the claim that SCP-4111 has been visited numerous times and has been explored by people prior to the Foundation's discovery of it: Show List of Discovered Items from SCP-4111 Hide List Several human and animal skeletons. Several wooden chests containing cut and uncut gemstones of varying quality and value.5 A package of Golden Oreos, half-eaten. An iPhone 4. A M1911 pistol. A pickaxe. A man-made water reservoir with a filtration machine and a single metal cup.6 An apple tree orchard, along with several apple cores in varying states of decay.7 PoI-418, upon manifestation. Discovery: On 9/28/20██ PoI-418, the first subject known to have travelled to SCP-4111, suddenly appeared near the wreckage of the ████████, a ship that sunk in the Atlantic Ocean around 2009. PoI-418's manifestation was captured by an ROV controlled by [REDACTED] exploring the area at the time. When the event was reported that a man had suddenly appeared in the ocean during an exploration, the Foundation located and recovered them, amnesticizing any witnesses. Recordings of PoI-418's manifestation were confiscated, and the ROV responsible for the recording was destroyed and sunk, given the cover story of a malfunction during the exploration. Below is an interview with PoI-418 post-recovery. Open Interview-4111-██ Hide Interview-4111-██ <Begin Log> Agent Swietner coughs and sits down. Agent Swietner: Alright, you feeling comfy? Considering the reports of the situation we just dragged you from, we figure you might want a chance to sit on something not made of metal. Or salt. Hopefully that cushion is good enough. PoI-418 adjusts in his seat. PoI-418: I appreciate it but… I'm more just happy to finally see some human faces after so long. Agent Swietner: Right, right, we heard your explanation about the doll and the… "salt world". PoI-418 looks like he's about to speak, Agent Swietner holds up their hand. Agent Swietner: Before you even start to worry… we believe you. Well, we don't necessarily believe the fact that you claimed it was literally Hell, but we believe you went to somewhere else. PoI-418: I mean, what else would you call where I went? Agent Swietner: Well, I haven't personally been there, so I guess I'm not one to say. But the specifics of what you call where you went don't matter right now. What matters is how you got back. PoI-418: I… I don't know how I got back. I don't even know how I got in. One moment I was just underwater, then I found that doll and when I touched it everything went black. Except this one, like, white horizontal line that I could see. I tried moving towards it, but the next thing I knew I was… I was there. Agent Swietner: We figure that the doll has something to do with your entry, obviously, but what we need to know how you managed to escape. What was the last thing you remember? PoI-418: The last thing I remember? Well… the last thing I remember is… is… PoI-418's expression becomes worried. PoI-418: Was anyone else with me when I got out? Agent Swietner: Was anyone else… No, nobody else was there with you, from what I read. PoI-418 hunches over and begins pulling his hair with his hands. PoI-418: No, no, no no no no… Agent Swietner: Are you trying to say that someone came with you that didn't make it out? PoI-418 rubs his eyes and inhales deeply. PoI-418: I need to go back. I need that doll, I need to go back. Agent Swietner: If there's somebody else there, we'll find a way to get in, retrieve them and bring them back. But we need to know how you got back before we can do that. PoI-418 sighs. PoI-418: The last thing I remember is that I died. Sydneigh and I were trying to cross a river when the ground collapsed beneath me. Agent Swietner leans forward. Agent Swietner: Sydney? PoI-418: Sydneigh. Like Sydney, but a horse. That's what I named her. Agent Swietner: You found… a horse? PoI-418: No, she found me. When I was lying there, half-deaf, half-dead and suffering from the pressure change, she came to me and dragged me over to some place that wasn't swelteringly hot. She's a good horse and I need to get her here. Agent Swietner: Well, if you died in there, who's to say that death isn't what brings you back? How long could a horse realistically last on her own? PoI-418: She's not one to die fast. She's a survivor, I bet she was there long before I was. Agent Swietner: How do you know? PoI-418: She lead me to a farm. Well, kind of a farm. Someone tried to make one there, apparently. I figure that's why she's there at all. Don't know how long she's been there, though. Agent Swietner: Well, if you claim that the last thing that happened before you came back to here was your death, once we run a few tests we will gladly kill your horse for you. PoI-418 looks up at Agent Swietner. PoI-418: No, I want to do it myself. You didn't bond with her like I did, if she needs to die to get back here, I want to be the one that kills her. Agent Swietner: I'm not entirely sure that's going to be possible, considering— PoI-418: I know that place better than anyone. I was there for, what, a month? I've explored the area, I know where we would need to go to find her. Agent Swietner: …Considering the fact that we're still not sure that's the only way to return. PoI-418: What, do you need to run tests? I'll be a guinea pig, I don't care, I'll do whatever I need to do to get your permission to find her and bring her back. Agent Swietner and PoI-418 are silent for several moments before Agent Swietner sighs. Agent Swietner: You seem like a good guy. I'll see what I can do, but I make no promises. Agent Swietner pauses. Agent Swietner: Though finding a person willing to be a test subject is a rare thing in our line of work, so you might just be lucky. PoI-418: Thank you. I'll give you whatever other information you need so long as you let me be the one that goes in there. Agent Swietner: Again, no promises. <End Log> Since this interview, PoI-418 has been completely compliant to any questions the Foundation has asked of him, and has willingly volunteered for any testing regarding entering and leaving SCP-4111. His request to attempt to rescue "Sydneigh" (Furthermore PoI-418-H) has been approved under the circumstances that he be fully amnesticized after the extraction is complete. Addendum 4111-A: Shortly after PoI-418's recovery, the Foundation launched an independent exploration of the ████████ for any information regarding his manifestation. Discovered near PoI-418's point of manifestation was a single instance of SCP-4111-1. Further exploration discovered four further instances of SCP-4111-1, somehow intact. In addition, a water-logged book was discovered, with partially destroyed instructions regarding the creation and use of instances of SCP-4111-1. After partial restoration, the Foundation was able to determine the following key aspects in the creation of an instance of SCP-4111-1: Level-3/4111 Clearance Required Access Granted Instances of SCP-4111-1 must created with cloth, yarn, or silk. Instances of SCP-4111-1 must resemble a four-limbed humanoid. Instances of SCP-4111-1 must be filled with salt, soil, flaked obsidian and ash. The Foundation has since been able to create further instances of SCP-4111-1 to access SCP-4111 at will. Extraction of PoI-418-H: On 11/16/20██, MTF Epsilon-9 ("Fire Eaters") along with PoI-418 successfully completed multiple individual rituals to enter SCP-4111 with intent to safely retrieve PoI-418-H. Along with PoI-418, four agents were selected to traveled with him, codenamed Agent Pele, Agent Chantico, Agent Hephaestus and Agent Lalahon. Access Extraction Log Access Granted Exploration Log EX-4111-27: Extraction of PoI-418-H Date: 11/16/██ Foreward: The following footage is from Agent Pele's body camera. <Begin Log> Imagery shifts from the Foundation Secure Testing Facility to a dark cavern. Agent Pele turns towards the rest of the team. PoI-418 is fumbling with his gear, adjusting it. Agent Pele: 418, you alright there? PoI-418: Uh, yeah, no worries here. I don't know how you all get used to this much bulk, though. Agent Chantico: It's either this or die to heat exposure. The suit may be a bit hard to maneuver in, but otherwise it keeps you cool. Agent Hephaestus: Trust us, the four of us have stress-tested these suits here plenty. PoI-418: Wait… um… Agent Chantico turns towards PoI-418. Agent Chantico: Something else the matter? If you're scared you don't need to worry. We'll get your little friend out of here in no time. Don't even fret, hun. PoI-418: It's not that, it's… I survived here a month without this gear. And I didn't die because of heat exposure. Hell, I was in a wetsuit for most of the time. Agent Pele: Hm. Strange. Agent Hephaestus: I'm sure you stayed away from the molten salt lakes, yeah? PoI-418: I mean, I tried to. If I needed water I had to cross over a molten river but I stayed away in the shade as much as I could. Agent Hephaestus walks up and pats PoI-418 on the shoulder. Agent Hephaestus: Then that's probably why. Agent Pele: Regardless of what you were wearing then, these suits were designed to retain body temperature even in extreme environments. You'll at the very least not be suffering. PoI-418: Cheery way to put it. Agent Pele: We're not exactly in a cheery situation. Now come on, let's move. Agents Pele and Lalahon take the lead, PoI-418 in the middle, Agents Chantico and Hephaestus in the back. They make their way through the cavern, heading towards a light which they assume to be the mouth. Agent Hephaestus: So, a whole month here, huh? And not a single human? No wonder your best friend is a horse. The sound of Agent Chantico punching Agent Hephaestus is heard. Agent Hephaestus: Hey, what was that for? Agent Chantico: Don't be a dick, Hef. You have no right to judge him for that. PoI-418: I mean, he's right, kind of. I was desperate to meet someone, to see someone else in this place. Sydneigh was always there for me, for whatever I needed. Agent Hephaestus: Gross. Agent Chantico once again punches Agent Hephaestus in the shoulder. Agent Hephaestus: Kidding, obviously!… I knew what he meant. Agent Lalahon: Out of curiosity, why "Sydneigh"? PoI-418: What do you mean? Agent Lalahon: Out of all the names you could have chosen, why choose that one? PoI-418: I mean… I had a cat back home that I named Meowster Chief. I had a dog a few years back named Bark Obama. I name my pets after puns. Agent Hephaestus: God… Bark Obama? Agent Chantico: Okay, yeah, that's not something I can defend you for, that's just a bad name for a dog. PoI-418 laughs. PoI-418: Listen, I have a naming convention and I stick to it. It's my thing! Agent Lalahon: Oh, God… PoI-418: Hey, you asked! Agent Lalahon: I expected a cute answer, not a series of the worst puns I had ever heard. The team reaches the mouth of the cave. A few meters in front of them is a large, snaking river of molten halite. Agent Pele looks down and sees signs of significant tread along the shoreline of the river. She turns to PoI-418. Agent Pele: 418, this place look familiar to you? PoI-418 looks at the river and shakes his head. PoI-418: I'm… I'm not sure. I saw a few different rivers during my time here, or maybe it was the same one but it was super long. I didn't make a map, but… well, I didn't exactly have the materials to. Just a lot of apples and water. Only apples and water, really. PoI-418 laughs nervously. Agent Pele: Well, if you see any landmarks that looks like they could lead us to where we need to be, feel free to shout them out. We might've been around, but you've been here a lot longer than any of us. Agent Hephaestus: Plus, it's your horse, after all. PoI-418: Right… yeah, yeah I can do that. Agent Pele turns away. The team continues along the bank of the river. Agent Hephaestus: What are you even going to do with a horse, anyway? Can you ride horses? PoI-418: First thing I'm doing when I get out is buying lessons. Agent Chantico: You didn't ride her at all while you were in here? PoI-418: I was too scared that I would mess up and ride her straight into a river. Agent Lalahon: Isn't that how you died, though? The first time you were here, I mean. PoI-418: Not quite. I was walking next to her when a bridge caved out from under me. It was one of those natural ones, so it just crumbled, I think. Agent Lalahon: Jeez, that must've been terrifying the first time. Agent Chantico: Considering that you had no idea that you were going to come back after that. PoI-418: I mean… if you had asked me about it a couple of weeks ago, I'd be a bit wary, but… I've died, what, nine times now? I might just be a guy who works at Costco, but after the first few deaths, dying no longer really gets to you. Agent Pele: Good man. Surprised that a person like you could survive under the circumstances that you did, but I can respect it. Agent Hephaestus: Yeah, there are other agents that haven't even died that many times. Shame that you're going to forget about that stuff or else you might make a decent agent yourself. PoI-418: Hey, that's… that's actually really nice of you to say, I think. Not sure what use I'd be, considering my only really useful skill is diving. It's not even my main thing, that's just a hobby that I do on my vacation days. Agent Chantico: You learn fast, which is something, at least. And you know, the whole not afraid of dying thing is something you might want should you ever get into situations like this. PoI-418: Well… I'll consider it! I'm not sure if I'm exactly secret society material, but— Agent Chantico: It's okay! We're not going to pressure you into joining. Not everyone has the stomach for this stuff. Agent Lalahon: Plus, the paperwork is almost enough to make you reconsider. Agent Lalahon, Agent Chantico and Agent Hephaestus laugh. PoI-418: Alright, alright. It's still nice for you all to offer, though. The team continues to walk along the riverbank until they come across a natural bridge of halite. In the distance are three pillars of halite, one partially collapsed. PoI-418: Wait, I think… I think this is it. The team stops moving. Agent Pele turns towards PoI-418. Agent Pele: You recognize this place? PoI-418: Yeah, yeah… yeah this is definitely… no, wait… Agent Pele: Something wrong, 418? PoI-418: I know those pillars and I know that bridge, just a few yards away is the reservoir, but… Agent Hephaestus leans forward towards PoI-418. Agent Hephaestus: Is that the bridge that you fell off of? PoI-418: I didn't fall off that bridge, I told you. A chunk of it collapsed, I swear it did. I fell through the ground and into the river. Agent Pele adjusts her camera to zoom in on the natural bridge. It is completely intact, no signs of any recent collapse or repair. Agent Pele: You fell through that bridge, 418? You're absolutely certain? Agent Chantico: I mean, you've gone through a lot of stuff, died a lot, you know? Maybe you've gotten some deaths mixed up? PoI-418 shakes his head. PoI-418: I mean… I swear I fell through that bridge. Agent Lalahon: Well, the important thing is if you can find your horse from here. PoI-418: I mean… if this really is the bridge that I died on, I know how to get to the reservoir and I know how to get to the orchard. If Sydneigh's anywhere, she'll be at one of those places. Agent Pele moves towards PoI-418 and takes him by the shoulder, moving him to the front. Agent Pele: Then lead the way. We all have our dolls, so we'll be fine if something bad happens. PoI-418: A-alright… um, let's check the orchard first. It's by the pillar things, tucked in between them. Agent Hephaestus: Kind of a dangerous place to put a farm considering one of those things is collapsed, isn't it? PoI-418 shrugs. PoI-418: I didn't build it. The team approaches the three halite pillars in the distance. Eventually, the apple orchard is approximately 20 meters away. PoI-418 slows down and then stops, leaning forward and putting his hands on his knees. Agent Pele: There a problem, 418? PoI-418 does not respond. He then straightens out and breaks into a sprint. PoI-418: I see her, I can see her! She's right there, look, you can see her! The team tries to keep pace with PoI-418 as he runs towards the destroyed pillar. As they get closer, they can see PoI-418-H obscured by the pillar, resting beneath one of the trees. Agent Hephaestus: Jesus, man, hold up! Gotta be careful around that thing! Agent Pele: 418, that structure does not look stable, try to tread lightly! PoI-418 takes off his mask and headgear, tossing them to the side. Agent Pele picks it up once she reaches them. Agent Pele: 418, don't be rash, here, we can't afford to make a mistake! PoI-418: Yes we can! If we fuck up we can come back! I'm not letting this opportunity go to waste! PoI-418 reaches PoI-418-H and wraps his arms around her. PoI-418-H vocalizes. PoI-418: Oh, Sydneigh, I knew I could see you again! PoI-418 kisses PoI-418-H on the snout. PoI-418: Such a good girl, such a good horse. How've you been? The rest of the team slows down and approaches the orchard and PoI-418-H with caution. Agent Pele tosses the mask and headgear to PoI-418. Agent Pele: You're lucky that this air is breathable, 418. Not sure how that's possible considering the massive amount of volcanic degassing that should be occurring here… PoI-418: I had to let her know it was me! We all look the same in the masks. Agent Pele mumbles to herself. Agent Pele: Not even sure how a horse could survive here… Agent Pele, Agent Lalahon and Agent Chantico investigate the orchard. Agent Lalahon: Weird… Agent Chantico: Hey, I think the two of them are being sweet together. Agent Lalahon: I don't mean 418 and his horse, I mean the orchard. Agent Lalahon gestures to one of the trees. Agent Pele turns toward it, showing that it is perfectly healthy. There are apples growing at an accelerated rate on every branch, and they seem to not have any abnormalities. Every few seconds, a single apple drops from the tree. The tree itself is not planted in any soil, but rather directly in the halite. Agent Lalahon: No dirt, it's just planted in the mineral itself. Can't see a source of water, either. Agent Chantico: Maybe the horse cares for them? And if not that… magic? Agent Lalahon: I guess that's about as reasonable of an explanation as any, especially considering we're in a place that we travel to via voodoo doll. Agent Lalahon shrugs. Agent Lalahon: I dunno. Pele, are you recording this? Agent Pele: I have footage of the orchard, don't worry Lalahon. This is definitely something the researchers would be interested in, I feel. Agent Hephaestus approaches PoI-418 and PoI-418-H. Agent Hephaestus: So this is her, then? PoI-418 looks up to Agent Hephaestus. PoI-418: I could recognize the white spots on her anywhere. PoI-418-H vocalizes. PoI-418 laughs. PoI-418: I think she recognizes me, too. Agent Hephaestus looks up at the destroyed pillar of halite, carefully placing a hand on it. Agent Hephaestus: Kinda weird how she managed to survive so long. You said she was here before you were? PoI-418: Yeah, I mean… she has a solid supply of apples from these trees and a good source of water across the river, plenty of space to run… Agent Hephaestus: I heard sometimes horses eat people to survive. Maybe that's why there aren't any? PoI-418 laughs nervously, then turns to Agent Hephaestus and swings at him with a fist. He misses, hitting the pillar, instead. The pillar groans loudly as it threatens to collapse further. PoI-418: Shut up, that's probably just like a rumor or something. Chunks of halite break off of the pillar, falling towards Agent Hephaestus, PoI-418 and PoI-418-H. Agent Hephaestus: Listen, when you get back, before your memory gets wiped, read the story about a horse eating a Russian soldier. It's creepy but also kind of funny in a way? Agent Pele: 418, Hephaestus, get out from under there! Agent Hephaestus looks up and swiftly moves out of the way. PoI-418 looks over towards Agent Pele, confused. PoI-418: Wait, what's going on? Is there— Several large chunks of halite fall on top of PoI-418 and PoI-418-H. PoI-418 is crushed instantly, de-manifesting as expected. PoI-418-H is nowhere to be seen. Agent Hephaestus: Fucking Christ! Agent Chantico: Well, at least they were in contact, that should mean that Sydneigh's been extracted, right? PoI-418-H vocalizes. Agent Lalahon: …Fuck. The remaining team members approach the rubble, looking for PoI-418-H. PoI-418-H is apparently occupying the same space as the rubble, vibrating violently as its limbs splay out in unnatural directions. It continues to vocalize, as if nothing strange is happening. The rubble around PoI-418-H is not reacting to any of its movements. Agent Hephaestus: What the fuck? Agent Lalahon: It's like a programming glitch… PoI-418-H becomes rigid, sticking its limbs out horizontally on either side of itself. It then instantly appears next to the rubble, standing and free of injury. It begins to walk towards the orchard and eats an apple that had fallen from the tree. Agent Pele: I don't think it's like a glitch, Agent Lalahon. Agent Lalahon: What are you trying to imply? Agent Pele: Oh, come on, you've heard of anomalous simulations before. This is just a poorly created one, and whoever made it doesn't know how to properly make a landscape. Inaccuracies with the atmosphere, people falling through the floor, improper temperature gauges… Agent Chantico: …So this whole place is just a program? Agent Lalahon: Is that horse just a part of it, then? Agent Pele: Well, considering it didn't de-manifest or perish like people that come from outside of this place do, I would presume so. The team remains silent as they watch PoI-418-H consume more apples. Agent Chantico: So… what do we do? Agent Pele: Report this finding to the Foundation. They'll do with it what they need to. Agent Hephaestus: And 418? What do we even tell him? Agent Pele: He volunteered to be amnesticized anyway. He won't care if we tell him his horse never existed. The team is once again silent as PoI-418-H walks away from the orchard, heading towards the natural bridge over the river. Agent Lalahon: Poor guy. Agent Pele: Worse things could have happened. It's just a horse, anyway. Agent Lalahon: Yeah, but… he went through a lot to get her. Agent Pele: It won't matter. He understood the risks and he understood that the mission might not have been successful. In fact, he helped us further our knowledge of this place because of that. Agent Hephaestus: Don't think he was in it for the scientific discovery. Agent Pele sighs. Agent Pele: Let's just go. We can figure things out once we're back. Agent Pele removes her firearm from her holster and aims it at her head. She fires. <End Log> After MTF-Epsilon 9 successfully left SCP-4111, they reported their findings to Foundation Researchers. PoI-418, who had been escorted from the testing premises after arriving prior to the rest of the Agents, was not informed of the true nature of SCP-4111 or PoI-418-H. PoI-418 is currently located in a Foundation-monitored neighborhood in █████, Washington. He is safe and has not8 been approached by any other people with anomalous intent. Footnotes 1. Whether the location is an entirely different planet, universe, dimension or other is currently unknown. 2. Also known as rock salt. 3. Little information about the organization has been discovered, however one of its major goals appears to be uniting communities through occult practices. 4. Weighing up to 500 kg. 5. Some buried beneath the ground, some located above ground. Successfully opening one of these chests will emit a similar three-toned chime to the one heard when completing an instance of SCP-4111-1. 6. Wear on the surrounding land show this location has been visited often. 7. Bite marks in instances vary, only some being distinctly human. 8. As of 12/13/20██. |
SCP-4112 | safe | Item #: SCP-4112 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4112 is to be kept in Site-120, Containment Wing A, Keter-class reality suppression locker 6B. No additional security for locker 6B is required, though staff should be aware of Containment Wing A's standard security precautions, which include, but are not limited to: Various Berryman-Langford memetic kill agents, administered on failing to provide proper identification. Automated lethal deterrents, activated upon failing to provide proper identification. Other minor safety precautions, listed in the site dossier. Personnel are to ensure they possess proper clearance before doing so. A list of qualified personnel can be found below. + Cleared Personnel - Cleared Personnel PERSONNEL LIST, CONTAINMENT WING A: Research Division: Researcher Mantell Researcher Harding Researcher Druel Researcher Danton Security Division: Staff Member Messer Staff Member Botsky Staff Member Kennedy Janitorial Staff: Mr. Lifeson Mr. Wayne Description: SCP-4112 is a lyre, constructed of tortoiseshell, bovine intestinal strings, leather, and other assorted apparently non-anomalous items. Radiocarbon dating has placed this object's origin at sometime earlier than 3000 BC, though testing has proven difficult due to the object's first anomalous property: excessive durability. SCP-4112 is capable of resisting all instruments shy of those with diamond tips, in all components. Separated components are attracted to each other, and will, with a speed of up to 10 kph, reconfigure themselves if dismantled, including fragments and pieces reattaching to each other, with no visible join or crease. SCP-4112's second and more dangerous property manifests when a user touches the object with intent to make a sound. Such movements include strumming, tapping, and more. If said user completes this while intending to produce an effect, whatever effect the operator has in mind will occur, regardless of impossibility, depending upon the complexity of the performance. Previous tests have manifested objects, removed objects from existence, changed the laws of reality, temporally transported the user, and more. WARNING: A DISTURBANCE IS OCCURRING CONCERNING: SCP-4112 IN SITE-120. PLEASE SEE LIVE VIDEO DICTATION FOR MORE INFORMATION. + LIVE VIDEO DICTATION - LIVE VIDEO DICTATION Personnel Identified: Researcher Gary Harding, Researcher Jesse Mantell, Mr. Alex Lifeson. <Auto Conflict Detection activated 06:32, ██/██/81. Conflict detected, raised voice from personnel GARY HARDING.> Researcher Gary Harding: -derstand! Everyone wants to change the world! Just don’t do it like this! Mr. Alex Lifeson: I’m gonna have to go with a negatory there, man. Administrator Lifeson utilizes SCP-4112, playing several quick chords in succession. Personnel RESEARCHER GARY HARDING and RESEARCHER JESSE MANTELL are restrained and gagged with cordage. Mr. Alex Lifeson: And now that I have a captive audience, I’d like to play you a little melody I’ve been working on. I’m no singer, but I’ve also never played a lyre before either. Here goes nothing. Administrator Lifeson utilizes SCP-4112, beginning to play a melody. Mr. Alex Lifeson: And the men who hold high places, must be the ones who start to mold a new reality. Closer to the heart. I know it's most unusual to come before you so. Item #: 4112 Danger Value: 5/5 Safety Precautions: Item 4112 is to be kept with the Administrator at all times. Item 4112 is not to be removed from the Administrator's possession at any time, at penalty of erasure from reality. Should the Administrator have any need to remove Item 4112 from his person, a copy of the Administrator will be given the device and no one else. Destruction Protocols: N/A. Appearance: Item 4112 is an electric guitar, more specifically, a Gibson ES-335, white coloration. No physical alterations or modifications can be observed. Sourcing the model to a specific maker has proved fruitless (no identifying markings or model numbers are present on the object), and testing has proved difficult due to the objects anomalous properties. Anomalies: Excessive Durability: Item 4112 is capable of resisting all instruments shy of those with diamond tips, in all components. Separated components are attracted to each other, and will, with a speed of up to 5 miles an hour, reconfigure themselves if dismantled, including fragments and pieces reattaching to each other, with no visible join or crease. Provides Artificial Ontokinesis: Item 4112's second and more dangerous property manifests when a user touches the object with intent to make a sound. Such movements include strumming, tapping, and more. If said user completes this while intending to produce an effect, whatever effect the operator has in mind will occur, regardless of impossibility, depending upon the complexity of the performance. Previous tests have manifested objects, removed objects from existence, changed the laws of reality, temporally transported the user, and more. Additional Documents: + Level 3 Research Team 9's Notes. - Level 3 Research Team 9's Notes. Voice logs: Item 4112 Entry ██/██/██: "Mantell's log. Please, do not distribute the following findings. We in Research Team 9 believe there is more to Item 4112 than meets the eye. Something, something just doesn't add up in the documentation for Item 4112. I've checked its history as far as my clearance would allow, it doesn't say how the object came into the possession of the Administrator. Not only that, he seems to suddenly lack skills and experience one would expect from someone in his position. Additionally, despite being the object most important to the Administrator, the item is not numerically first in the archives of the Federation. Further investigation is… pending." Entry ██/██/██: "Harding's log. I followed though with Researcher Mantell's request to do some snooping. Turns out, there's a containment vessel in our very own Zone-120 logged to contain the item, but it's unlisted in the safety document. That's the very same safety document very specifically stating it ought to be with the big man at all times. Very suspicious, I'll be conducting measurements inside the empty locker later this week. I don't like the sound of this. It's starting to look like shady business is going with that guy. And if he is involved in something like that, we could all be in danger. Harding out." Entry ██/██/██: "Harding's log. There's been a… an enormous uncatalogued reality event in the near vicinity of locker 6B within the past month. We have conclusive evidence enough to reckon that our current Administrator has… artificially inserted himself into his position through use of Item 4112. Our findings will be reported to the Council of Syrinx posthaste." WARNING: A DISTURBANCE IS OCCURRING CONCERNING: ITEM 4112 IN ZONE-01. PLEASE SEE LIVE VIDEO DICTATION FOR MORE INFORMATION. + LIVE VIDEO DICTATION - LIVE VIDEO DICTATION Personnel Identified: Administrator Lifeson, ACU-Alpha-1-A, B, C, and D, Researcher Gary Harding, Researcher Jesse Mantell. Persons Unidentified: 1: Male, European Descent. Hair Blond, Eyes Blue, 6' 0" tall, mesomorphic. <Auto Conflict Detection activated 18:39, ██/██/82. Conflict detected, raised voice from personnel GARY HARDING.> Researcher Gary Harding: -is immoral! You have to understand your mistake here, Lifeson! Fracturing reality has consequences! Administrator Lifeson: And what is it exactly you plan on doing about that? As I'm sure you're aware, I hold the cards here. Researcher Gary Harding: I'm going to have to appeal to your better side then. Can't you see the corruption was a creation of your tearing of reality, after all our study? If you truly led the Federation, you would have made solving that your first priority. Administrator Lifeson: You appeal to something I don't wish to act on, man. You need to understand the nature of this world we involve ourselves in. So many divisions and classes. I've gotten rid of them. It's all fair now. Researcher Jesse Mantell: And we'll all die equally. Your reality rift grows day by day. This is exactly why we have security levels. So inconsequential sanitation workers don't reset the dimensional narrative! Researcher Gary Harding: Mantell, he's- Administrator Lifeson utilizes Item-4112, playing several quick chords in succession. Personnel RESEARCHER GARY HARDING and RESEARCHER JESSE MANTELL are removed. ACU-Alpha-1-A: …Sir. I'm going to have to ask you to set 4112 down. Administrator Lifeson: On who's authority? I own your hide, man. One fret and you're gonzo. UNIDENTIFIED 1 materializes in the room. Unidentified 1: I think I may have something to say about that. UNIDENTIFIED 1 raises an open hand towards ADMINISTRATOR LIFESON. Item 4112 is moved to the possession of UNIDENTIFIED 1. Unidentified 1: Don't appear so threatened, Alex. I'm here on good terms. Administrator Lifeson: How do you know my name? I've had it eradicated from existence. Unidentified 1: Using my tool, my power. But I didn't come to reprimand you, Alex. I came to commend you. Despite your… unfortunate consequences, you used my lyre admirably. However, my tool is a very powerful one and by using it to the degree you have, you've created a problem bigger than the ones you solved. Item 4112 slowly transfigures into a lyre constructed of tortoiseshell. Administrator Lifeson: We've tried everything. Nothing has solved the problem. Unidentified 1: I'm going to have to set everything to default once again. No more butterflies to sing to us, no more picnics over the graves of war machines, and no more hands held together across the Earth. Cygnus demands it. Administrator Lifeson: What about all of our advancements? All the lives we've made perfect? It will all be gone? Unidentified 1: Unfortunately so. Before I do, let me leave you with one final gift of advice. One does not need a godblessed lyre to create magic. But I've found an ancient miracle. I thought that you should know. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4112" by GibberingEloquence and Hylius, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4113 | esoteric-class | "For your hearth is the stars, and your path is long. Find your shining silver ever-after, and rejoice in song." by Doctor Cimmerian Artistic depiction of Gróa, which matches the figurehead of SCP-4113 to a high level of accuracy. Item #: SCP-4113 Special Containment Procedures: If encountered SCP-4113 is to be considered hostile. Capture of the object is of paramount importance given the potential utility of its anomalous technology to the fleet. No less than 3 Varuna class vessels must be utilized in capture of the object. Description: SCP-4113 is a longship of ancient Nordic design. SCP-4113 is capable of reaching 99.9999938% the speed of light. SCP-4113 is 174.3 feet (53 meters) long and 26 feet (8 meters) wide and contains approximately 220 rowing benches. SCP-4113 is capable of retaining a replenishing pocket of atmosphere around itself at all times. SCP-4113 has a capacity for 340 crew members. SCP-4113 also has a number of devices installed along its structure of unknown purpose. SCP-4113's crew show no signs of age despite the length of their time in space and do not appear to suffer from the ill effects of longtime radiation exposure. Discovery: 126 days after the exodus from Sol system, Merin Aspic of the Mobile Foundation Orbital Research Compound 071 detected a high energy gamma flash approximately 16 light minutes away from the UEF2. Pallas Athena Nine was notified via radio and the FSF Delivery was dispatched to investigate the source of the wave. As SCP-4113 was approached, it reduced its velocity and turned to meet the Delivery. However, SCP-4113 possessed primitive means of communication and no contact was made. After 2 hours and 36 minutes SCP-4113 turned back and resumed its previous course. Telemetry data indicated a course for Sol. As SCP-4113 accelerated away, it emitted gamma radiation in increasing amounts. It is believed that this is a result of the object impacting interstellar hydrogen at appreciable fractions of c. Addendum 4113.1: What little identifying data was able to be gathered from SCP-4113 indicated that the figurehead of the object was carved in the guise of Gróa, an individual described in the Poetic Edda. Documents from Pallas Athena's library have shown a strong resemblance between the figurehead and artistic depictions from the The Lay of Svipdagr. The Lay of Svipdagr is a pair of poems describing an individual who must travel to Jötunheimr3. The timing of this myth's ties strongly into a loose collection of historical records identifying an individual known as Svifdag who was the youngest son of the petty king of Uppsala in 1011. Several historical records indicate that Svifdag began work on the largest long ship ever constructed in 1012. No historical record exists of either that individual or the ship after 1013. Addendum 4113.2: 197 days after initially encountering SCP-4113, a similar high energy gamma flash was detected behind the UEF. After an additional 2 days SCP-4113 was detected on long range visual sensors and the FSF Delivery was dispatched with Dr. Malcolm Page, an expert on Old Norse culture and language from Pallas Athena Seven4. When approached, SCP-4113 again slowed and turned to face the approaching ship. Dr. Page was outfitted with an exosuit and the Delivery made a close pass in order to facilitate his transport to SCP-4113. Upon entering SCP-4113's atmospheric envelope he drifted down onto the deck of SCP-4113. He was then stabbed multiple times by the SCP-4113's crew. Following this he was stripped of clothing and equipment. His body was then thrown behind the ship where it drifted out of the atmospheric envelope. SCP-4113 then approached the Delivery. The Delivery turned and burned back towards the UEF with SCP-4113 in pursuit. After several close passes, the FSF Delivery opened fire on SCP-4113 with its onboard coil-guns. Though SCP-4113 itself suffered no damage, approximately 30 of its crew members were killed in this attack. After this opening volley, SCP-4113's crew threw a large number of axes and spears at the Delivery. The Delivery suffered heavy damage; its outer shell was pierced in several locations. The Delivery's crew equipped their remaining exosuits and directed sustained fire at the deck of SCP-4113. This directed fire was effective in clearing the deck of SCP-4113, though the invulnerable nature of the craft itself shielded approximately 40 SCP-4113 crewmen from the Delivery's weapons. At this point, due to damage, the Delivery no longer moved under its own power. SCP-4113 maintained a parallel heading. As a consequence of the Delivery's failing life-support systems, Captain Chance Sarridge ordered his crew to board SCP-4113. He hoped to use SCP-4113's atmosphere to prolong their chances of rescue. Upon landing on the deck of SCP-4113, the crew members were attacked by the remaining members of SCP-4113's crew. The Delivery's crew used their handheld plasma lances in melee with SCP-4113's crew. Archie Flett (ship mechanic), Arina Bogomolov (navigator), and Lawrence Woodall (medic) were killed during this fight. Captain Sarridge and a single enemy combatant survived the encounter and were still engaged in combat when the FSF Hermes arrived. Captain Sarridge then fled SCP-4113 and was rescued by the Hermes. The Hermes towed the Delivery back to Pallas Athena's space dock. SCP-4113 did not follow. Upon returning to collect the bodies of both crews, SCP-4113 was no longer present. A gamma flash was detected approximately 15 light minutes away. Footnotes 1. Officially designated FORC 07 2. United Earth Fleet 3. One of the nine worlds and the home of the Norse Giants 4. This section of the colony is currently used to house all Foundation staff and containment. Long is the Way You Must Wander None |
SCP-4114 | keter | Item #: SCP-4114 Special Containment Procedures: Each time SCP-4114 surrenders itself to Foundation custody, it is to be placed within a customized Level-6 Full Body Restraint with incorporated anti-thaumatological and reality anchoring countermeasures, held within a maximum security humanoid containment cell, and kept sedated when not needed for interviews or testing. SCP-4114 is to be affixed with a GPS locator as well as subjected to uninterrupted video surveillance so that it may be studied up until it breaches containment. Guards assigned to retrieval or containment of SCP-4114 are instructed to use minimal force as much as is feasible, and tests must be minimally invasive, as SCP-4114 will breach containment immediately upon believing itself to be in mortal danger. Description: SCP-4114 appears to be a young woman of Vietnamese descent, and is a self-professed 'Occult Escapologist'. In addition to extreme flexibility, SCP-4114 has demonstrated the ability to contort its body into anatomically impossible configurations in order to escape from restraints, without suffering any pain or injury. Observed physical anomalies include: Stretching both hard and soft tissue by over 100% Compressing its body to a thickness of less than 3 millimeters Detaching and reattaching bones at will All joints capable of rotating 360 degrees Fully prehensile feet The ability to generate sufficient Van der Waals forces in its hands and feet to allow it to scale vertical surfaces Brief bursts of superhuman strength, surpassing what its muscle mass should be capable of providing or its bones capable of enduring without fracture Additionally, SCP-4114 demonstrates an anomalous expertise in disabling both physical and electronic locks, including a degree of probability manipulation. Locks, alarms, and security cameras have all suffered disabling glitches at inopportune times when in the presence of SCP-4114. When remaining relatively still and silent, SCP-4114 possesses a mild antimemetic effect, and can go unnoticed so long as it does not draw attention to itself. This applies to both human observers and surveillance algorithms. SCP-4114 has also proven to be adept at pick-pocketing and manipulating personnel assigned to it, though it has yet to be proven that this is anomalous in nature. All attached or implanted tracking devices fail after SCP-4114 has left the general proximity of its containment site. SCP-4114 has managed to successfully breach containment ██ times, even when containment procedures were theoretically invulnerable to all its observed anomalous abilities. This has lead researchers to speculate that SCP-4114 still has unknown anomalous properties, such as short-range teleportation or an ability to phase through solid matter, but this remains unconfirmed. Research regarding SCP-4114 is to focus primarily on developing more effective containment and tracking procedures. To date, SCP-4114 has always been recovered by MTF Kappa-14 "AH! Sideshow Bob!" during their investigations of GoI-233 activity. SCP-4114 has always willingly surrendered itself to Foundation custody, and has often been found waiting expectantly. Addendum: Below is the most recent interview with SCP-4114, transcribed from MTF Kappa-14 Commander's body cam. Interviewer: Kappa-14 Commander Interviewee: SCP-4114 <Begin Log> [MTF Kappa-14 reaches the Chattanooga Fairgrounds, where SCP-4114 is in a straightjacket and hung upside down over a lit brazier] SCP-4114: It's about time you guys got here. It's not nice to keep your cutest Keter waiting. Kappa-14 Commander: SCP-4114. Pleasure as always. SCP-4114: Come on Chad, this isn't an official interview. You can call me Tien. Kappa-14 Commander: That's Commander Chadwick to you, and this is an official interview. Brass ordered me to grill you as soon as we find you, since we never know when you're going to pull a Houdini. SCP-4114: You're not even going to help me down first? Kappa-14 Commander: No, you're fine. First question: Are you providing the Circus of the Disquieting with intelligence regarding the Foundation? SCP-4114: I haven't the slightest idea what you could be talking about. Kappa-14 Commander: So why do you keep letting us capture you, only to run back to them? SCP-4114: I gotta work. I love the challenge of breaking out of your Keter cages, but that's not going to pay off my student loans. Kappa-14 Commander: I have no reason to believe you, and given the futility of containment it seems like taking you in is an unacceptable risk. SCP-4114: If I was after intel, then I would just use my skills to break in on my own, grab what I want, and get back without you ever realizing it. When I was a teenager, I actually started out as a burglar. I did that until Manny just appeared during the middle of a robbery, offering to help me hone my skills and become a world-class escape artist. He's weird like that. Cut me down so you can tie me up again. Kappa-14 Commander: No. If you're not bringing them info, then why do they keep taking you back in? Surely it's occurred to them that you might be a double agent for us. SCP-4114: (laughs) They know exactly how good of an escape artist I am. They don't find it suspicious that I keep busting out, and they don't mind since the more resources you waste on me, the less you have to hunt down and lock up other Freaks. Besides, if I was a double agent, Manny would - well… Kappa-14 Commander: Manny would just know, somehow? SCP-4114: Like, I said, he's weird. Oh, is that my full body restraint in the unmarked white van? Oh, please put me in it! Please please please please please please please? Kappa-14 Commander: How dare you tie up Foundation resources just to satisfy your own bondage fetish! SCP-4114: Don't kink-shame me! Especially you Chad. How many protocol violations have we racked up while I was 'tying up Foundation resources'? Kappa-14 Commander: Zero. I didn't get to where I am by sticking it to scips. SCP-4114: No, you got there by not getting caught. Come on, stick me into that body restraint and we'll have some fun. The safe word is 'consult an alchemist'. Kappa-14 Commander: That's three words. Look, if you want to be taken into containment, you've got to make it worth our while. Either stick around long enough for us to do some tests or give us some actionable intelligence on the Circus. Otherwise, I'm going to leave you here. SCP-4114: You know what I think? I think the Foundation is just embarrassed that you can't keep me locked up. I've sneaked a look at my own file you know. You blacked out how many times I escaped? How is that sensitive information? Or is it just information you're sensitive about? Kappa-14 Commander: We're done here. [Kappa-14 Commander turns to leave] SCP-4114: Chad, come on! You are not just going to leave a Keter class anomaly uncontained for anyone to see. Look, I can't promise I'll stick around too long. I got a job and friends and a boyfriend who doesn't leave a girl unsatisfied like you do back at the Circus. But if you take me in, I can tell you some stuff about them. Nothing compromising, but stuff that might be academically interesting. Did you know that there are several distinct types of Clowns, only two of which need to drink Milk? Fascinating, no? Kappa-14 Commander: (sighs) Alright, cut her down and put her in the restraint. But Tien, I'm warning you, any more bullshit and this is the last time we're taking you in. [SCP-4114 effortlessly escapes from its straightjacket and lands with one foot on each side of the brazier, then backflips through the air to the ground] SCP-4114: I want to be blindfolded this time! No, not just blindfolded, but the most secure blinding goggles you have. Really make it a challenge for me! Kappa-14 Commander: Gag her too while you're at it! [SCP-4114 shudders in apparent arousal] <End Log> Notes: After providing interviewers with inconsequential and unfalsifiable information regarding GoI-233 (with a disproportionate focus on the sexual preferences and activities of GoI-233 members) SCP-4114 was sedated within its restraint and placed within a maximum security cell. 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SCP-4115 | neutralized | Item#: 4115 Level2 Containment Class: neutralized Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: none Risk Class: none link to memo A shot from within SCP-4115's complex. NOTE: The following containment procedures and description are outdated and being saved for posterity. Refer to Incident-4115-Familiaris-I for further details. Special Containment Procedures: All entrances to SCP-4115 have been blocked from public access through an agreement between the SCP Foundation and the Maryland state government. Any civilians attempting to access SCP-4115 are to be apprehended before they successfully enter SCP-4115 and amnesticized before being released back into the general public. Lucifer-grade anti-memetic broadcast pylons are to be installed intermittently above ground and around the perimeter of the cavern, and all guards are to be issued headgear engineered for anti-memetic purposes in order to avoid manipulation by SCP-4115-01. Should SCP-4115-01 ever breach containment, efforts are to be made to properly ascertain the severity of the threat SCP-4115-01 poses before proper action is taken. Description: SCP-4115 is a show cave titled "███████ ████████", located approximately two (2) miles outside the town of █████████, Maryland. The cavern descends into the earth at a syncline, with tall, narrow passages making up nearly the entirety of the cave. SCP-4115 is primarily composed of various types of clay and stone. Large, opaque crystals resembling quartz line the walls of the cavern. These crystals are remarkably sharp and incapable of being damaged by any known tool or implement. Direct contact between any living being and the crystal causes both the crystal and the being to dissolve1. The density of the crystal clusters increases as SCP-4115 goes further underground, eventually reaching a point where the entirety of the cavern is covered by crystals. A large crystal wall, measuring five (5) meters by seven (7) meters, is located at the bottom-most point of the cavern. The wall appears to be heavily damaged, with a large indentation present in its center. SCP-4115 is host to an entity referred to as SCP-4115-01. SCP-4115-01 is thought to be located behind the crystal wall at the bottom of SCP-4115. SCP-4115-01 has explicit power over the happenings within SCP-4115, including knowledge of the exact locations of individuals within the cavern, and the ability to manipulate the cavern itself and the features within it2, but seems to be unable to affect the crystals that line the cavern. SCP-4115-01 has also exhibited the ability to telepathically communicate with and manipulate human beings who enter the cavern. This telepathic ability is somewhat limited and is capable of being hindered by basic anti-memetic agents or heavy metals. Subjects under SCP-4115-01's manipulation share several common traits, including: Heightened levels of stress. Overclocked adrenaline production. Movement and coordination problems. Lack of a self-preservation instinct. If left unrestrained, affected subjects will attempt to reach the lowest point of the cavern and use their body to dissolve the crystal wall. Any attempt to stop or restrain subjects under SCP-4115-01's control generally creates a negative response from SCP-4115-01, which will use SCP-4115's interior against perceived threats to the subject. To date, no subject under SCP-4115-01's control has succeeded in completely melting through the crystal wall. Due to the abilities of SCP-4115-01 and the uncertainty of its intentions, current containment procedures focus on ensuring that SCP-4115-01 does not escape from SCP-4115. While not much is understood about SCP-4115-01, it has been determined that the crystal wall is likely the only barrier preventing its escape, and it is unable to destroy the wall itself. Repair of the crystal wall from previously sustained damage has proven unsuccessful, so attention is currently focused on preventing SCP-4115-01 from manipulating more subjects. See Incident-4115-Familiaris-I. + Incident-4115-Familiaris-I - Incident-4115-Familiaris-I On 14/6/████, Containment Specialist █████, who had been overseeing SCP-4115's containment site, opened fire on guards posted around SCP-4115 and entered the cavern with a large procession of approximately two (2) dozen D-Class personnel. Based on information gathered post-incident, Specialist █████ had been exposed to SCP-4115-01's manipulative properties at some unknown point prior and had convinced the D-Class subjects to follow him under the guise of an escape attempt3. A security team of seven (7) were dispatched to retrieve Specialist █████ and execute the D-Class Personnel before they could reach the crystal wall. Below is a transcript of the video footage recovered from Operative Davis, a staff sergeant from the security team sent into SCP-4115. 00:00: Footage begins. Operative Davis, along with the rest of the security team, is seen sprinting past the entrance into SCP-4115. Specialist █████ and the D-Class personnel are ahead of them at this point. 01:27: Security team is attempting to move through the cavern as quickly as possible. A D-Class appears ahead of the team, lagging behind the rest of the group. Operative Davis opens fire on the D-Class and executes him. The team runs past the corpse and continues into the cavern. 03:02: A scream is heard from within the cavern, followed by a loud thud. The cavern wall to the left of the team suddenly slides forward and crushes three (3) of the team members against the opposite wall. A team member is heard cursing while the leader of the group urges them to continue. 04:24: The team arrives at a large vertical tunnel inside the cavern, where two (2) D-Class personnel are seen attempting to descend into the tunnel by scaling its walls before being swiftly executed. Operative Davis pans downward and captures a brief shot of Specialist █████ and the remaining D-Class personnel sprinting into the passage at the bottom of the tunnel, which is more heavily encompassed by crystal than earlier sections of the cavern. The security team begins a hasty descent after them. 05:31: Operative Davis is seen descending the cavern with his hands. To his right are the two other team members and the team leader. A groaning noise is heard before a large stalactite is seen falling on one of the team members' head, killing them instantaneously and sending their body to the bottom of the tunnel. Operative Davis and the other team members begin descending more rapidly. Upon reaching the bottom of the tunnel, another groaning noise is heard, and the tunnel can be seen contracting around the remaining team members. Operative Davis and the team leader manage to get into the passage at the bottom of the tunnel before it fully contracts, while the other team member is seen slipping into a small crevice in the side of the wall before the tunnel crushes them. 06:16: Operative Davis and the team leader continue down the passageway, which is completely enveloped by crystal at this point in the cavern. They eventually reach the exit, which leads to the chamber containing the crystal wall. Specialist █████ is seen directing the D-Class personnel into the wall, gradually wearing it down. Operative Davis and the team leader open fire on the small group, at which point Specialist █████ shoves multiple D-Class onto the wall, followed by himself. Operative Davis unsuccessfully attempts to pull Specialist █████ and the D-Class personnel off of the wall before they melt. Cracks start appearing in the crystal and the wall starts to radiate light. Team leader grabs Operative Davis by the shoulder and orders him to retreat. Turning to face the passage, a large detonation from behind sends chunks of crystal flying around the chamber. Operative Davis and the team leader are knocked back by the blast. Operative Davis recovers and turns to face the source of the detonation. The wall has been completely destroyed, and a small canine, appearing to belong to the Polish Lowland Sheepdog breed, is seen where the wall once stood. This is presumed to be SCP-4115-01. The dog's fur is heavily discolored and caked with clay, though the dog itself appears to be fine, at least externally. Without warning, the dog suddenly sprints past Operative Davis and up into the passageway. Operative Davis attempts to pursue SCP-4115-01 but loses track of it at the entrance to the tunnel, which has fully reopened. The team member previously trapped in the tunnel is seen waiting at its bottom and exclaims to Operative Davis that they saw SCP-4115-01 rapidly ascend the tunnel in a manner deemed impossible for a regular dog. Both team members return down the passage to meet up with the team leader. [EXTRANEOUS FOOTAGE CUT] Following the incident, the crystals lining SCP-4115 gradually began to dissipate, leaving the entire cavern devoid of their presence. No anomalous activity has been recorded within or around SCP-4115 after this event. Recordings of the entrance to the cavern during the incident do not show SCP-4115-01 escaping off-site, and its whereabouts are currently unknown. SCP-4115 has been reclassified as Neutralized for the time being. Efforts are being made to gradually reopen the cavern to the public, with its long period of closure being covered as repairs to the structural integrity of the tunnels. Observation of the area around SCP-4115 for any sign of SCP-4115-01 is ongoing. Footnotes 1. Similar to flesh being dissolved by hydrochloric acid. 2. SCP-4115-01 has demonstrated that it is capable of closing cavern walls rapidly and warping features of the cavern at will. 3. Review of the footage confirms that the D-Class were put under SCP-4115's influence as well, likely when they initially entered the cavern after Specialist █████. |
SCP-4116 | safe | Item #: SCP-4116 Special Containment Procedures: Personnel suffering from night terrors are to be monitored until the next confirmed report of SCP-4116. Any confirmed victims of SCP-4116 are to have any memories of the final dream in the sequence documented as accurately as possible. Civilian victims of SCP-4116 are to be amnesticized after documentation of the event. In the event that widespread public attention is brought to SCP-4116, a disinformation campaign with the aim to establish SCP-4116 as a common nightmare is to be released, with falsified statistics and psychological analysis included1. Description: SCP-4116 is the designation given to a series of specific recurring dreams affecting a single individual at a time. SCP-4116 has an antimemetic effect affecting the recollection of dreams, with all victims only being able to recall the final dream in the sequence. This makes identifying persons who suffer from SCP-4116 impossible until after the affliction has passed. Despite having no recollection of the details of the other dreams, all subjects to date have manifested extreme night terrors, and report intense fear and anxiety. SCP-4116 afflictions typically last for 2-3 months, with a recorded maximum of 8 months and minimum of 1 day2. The final dream in SCP-4116 has maintained several key features present in all recorded instances. It is these recurring features among separate persons with no correlations that initially led to SCP-4116's classification as anomalous. The series of events in a standard SCP-4116 dream sequence prior to awakening is as follows: The subject awakens in the dream. The surroundings consist of an extremely long stone corridor, the right wall solid stone and the left a series of large windows, with pillars placed periodically several meters inwards. Subjects report sensations of claustrophobia, despite the size of the hallway. The area is dimly light by an orange light from outside, with long shadows and sharp visual contrast. The subject walks in either direction along the corridor for a long period of time, usually measuring several hours. During this time they report seeing several pieces of regal furniture placed in the hallway, faded paintings on the walls, and several doors. If the subject attempts to open the doors, they will find them barred from the opposite side, and report a foul smell beginning to emanate from behind. The subject encounters and converses with SCP-4116-1. SCP-4116-1 is a recurring sapient entity located within instances of SCP-4116. The entity has been consistently described as an extremely emaciated and/or mummified elderly human male, wearing red regal robes and a simple golden crown nailed to the head. Subjects who claim to have seen additional portions of SCP-4116-1's body under the robes report similarly withered flesh and a thinly muscled build. Subjects have also described a tapestry consistent with medieval European crafting techniques stitched into the entity's torso. The details of the tapestry vary between cases, with subjects describing scenes such as a battle, a feast, and a parade being depicted. In addition, SCP-4116-1 is described as having a long white beard and hair, and eye sockets extending unnaturally deep into the skull. 44% of reports also include SCP-4116-1 carrying one of several tools or accessories, usually described as some form of bladed implement, culinary utensil or simple mechanical device. SCP-4116-1 is seemingly aware of its nature, and is able to recall details of past SCP-4116 instances and victims. Upon being encountered, SCP-4116-1 will usually speak to the subject before they awaken, seemingly referencing events that occurred within the prior forgotten dreams. SCP-4116-1 has repeatedly demonstrated several sociopathic personality traits, including narcissism and lack of empathy. The entity believes itself to hold regal dominion over dreams, particularly nightmares. SCP-4116-1 also displays a warped set of values, regarding humans as raw material for unspecified purposes, and as wholly disposable for the sake of these purposes. Expanding upon this, SCP-4116-1 seems to have no concept of permanent death, simply referring to such as "waking up", suggesting that it has little to no familiarity with existence outside SCP-4116. A cumulative log of all recovered conversations3 with SCP-4116-1 is included here: + Show Document - Hide Document Subject: Antonio Giourard (Civilian) Date: 9/22/2007 [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4116-1: Truly disappointing. I was barely able to craft a single one of my kin from your mind. And the bile wine came out dull. Begone from my sight, peasant. Antonio Giourard: What? Jesus, who are you? SCP-4116-1: Did you not hear me? No wonder even my skill couldn't make anything of your ears. I said begone. I will find those who are better suited to serve my kingdom. Antonio Giourard: I'm sorry, I don't- SCP-4116-1: Do not apologize to me, apologize to my kingdom for failing to provide for it. [END LOG] Subject: D-10334 Date: 12/06/2007 [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4116-1: Marvelous! Utterly marvelous! I've half a mind to knight you here. What sort of torture must you undergo in your waking kingdom, to provide such horrors? I thought such things could only be found within my domain. D-10334: What the h- Nope. No. This ain't normal. SCP-4116-1: Indeed, meat rarely earns such praise. I stalled the dawn long as I could, but alas, our time has come to an end. I will fondly remember the sweet tang of your liver. The banquet wouldn't have been the same without it. D-10334: Uh huh. Yeah. I think I'm gonna tell the docs about this one, and they're gonna find a way to haul you outta here, and we'll see who's laughing then. SCP-4116-1: A chance to meet such skilled torturers, such invokers of fear and despair? Perhaps it has been too long since I last crossed borders. Tell your doctors to prepare a feast in my honor. Several of your infants should suffice. [END LOG] Subject: Jean Ducrois (Civilian) Date: 3/04/2008 [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4116-1: There are no words I could use to describe how useless you are. Even if I could, your feeble, mewling mind likely couldn't understand me. Jean Ducrois: Pardon? I don't understand. SCP-4116-1: What use is material that crumbles? What use is food that makes my subjects ill? I desperately wish that your mind was strong enough to remember the events of the night, so that you would suffer for the crime of poisoning my people. Jean Ducrois: I haven't… I haven't hurt anyone. What are you on about? SCP-4116-1: Your blood simmers with an ailment, passed on to those who fed upon it. Their faces pale, their stomachs empty after spitting up bile. Their only condolence is knowing that while they are strong enough to survive, one day this disease will bring your end. [END LOG] Notes: The subject reported only a single instance of night terrors before the events transcribed, an extreme minimum compared to other cases. The subject was also noted to be a patient of HIV/AIDS. Subject: Jenny Santsen (Civilian) Date: 2/11/2009 [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4116-1: Harrumph. As disgusting as I find your obesity, your offal warmed the homes of many of my subjects, so I will thank you for that. Filth. Jenny Santsen: Wh-What? Oh god, I must be dreaming. SCP-4116-1: My, you are perceptive. I am truly astonished by your mental prowess. I shouldn't be surprised; your brain was soft enough I could pull it out through the nose. Saved me much trouble splitting skulls. Jenny Santsen: I-I'm not afraid of you. You're just a dream. SCP-4116-1: I am no dream, peon. I am a nightmare. [END LOG] Subject: Dr. Sambre Date: 11/16/2009 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Sambre: So the night terrors were a buildup to SCP-4116. And you must be SCP-4116-1. SCP-4116-1: I will not be reduced to a mere number. Numbers are reserved for those that your order imprison and experiment upon. You will address me as "Your Majesty". And to think I had such high hopes for you. Dr. Sambre: I apologize, "Your Majesty". What were you hoping for, exactly? SCP-4116-1: I was hoping to add any of your number to my court. Alas, you do not create the fear that I seek, only manipulate it. There was plenty to harvest within you, but the true shining knights of agony and horror remain in your world, beyond the reach of my palace. Locked in their shiny cages, their potential unrecognized! Dr. Sambre: …You are referring to the other anomalies, correct? SCP-4116-1: Aye, my kindred spirits in the waking world! The nightmares I forge here are many, yet they are but serfs of the kingdom. But waking nightmares, that even the dawn cannot escape? They are worthy of being added to my court! Dr. Sambre: I'm afraid we have to keep them where they are. The ones I'm guessing you're interested in are all quite dangerous. Besides, you've shown no indication that you can interact with the physical world. You appear to be quite confined to your "kingdom". SCP-4116-1: Then I shall expand my borders. [END LOG] Addendum 1: Following the discoveries made on 8/16/2009, several personnel suffering from night terrors were issued mnestics in an attempt to potentially recover suppressed information on SCP-4116. One of these personnel was D-50042, who was confirmed to have been a victim of SCP-4116. A transcript of these events has been included below: + Show Log - Hide Log Date: 11/23/2009 [BEGIN LOG] D-50042 is seated at a table, with an additional audio recorder, notebook, and pencil in front of him to record any recalled information. Agent Scott has been assigned to security, and is standing in the corner of the room reading a book. Dr. Sambre is overseeing the test, and hands D-50042 the mnestic pill, which he then consumes. Dr. Sambre: All right, let us know when you start to feel it take effect. If you remember anything, either write it down or speak into the microphone, just make sure you get everything you can down. D-50042: Yeah, alright. Quick question: why the hell are we tryna make me remember my nightmares? I'd rather not, I'm still sweaty from when I woke up. Dr. Sambre: Well, you might have had a very specific dream, one that we need to know more about. We'll know shortly. D-50042: Hoo, I can taste breakfast again. Either it's working or I'm gonna throw up. Dr. Sambre: That means it's working. Can you continue? D-50042: Gah. Not gonna yak, but a bit of a headache. I'm seeing some sorta… hallway? It's orange? Dr. Sambre: That's SCP-4116! D-50042, please continue. D-50042: Okay, okay… Hell, I wish you'd warned me about the side effects. My head is killing me. Okay, I'm, uhh, sliding down the hallway? No, I'm being dragged by some… nasty mummy guy in a bathrobe. Don't like that very much. He's jabbering on about something, 'bout how he's going to use me to… make something? Seems excited. Dr. Sambre: Interesting, we've heard 4116-1 claim to use people to fabricate things, but we've never had a memory of it. Do you remember what happened next in your dream? D-50042: Oh hell, I'm starting to see why this was a nightmare. He's hauling me into a room he opened, there were lotsa doors in the hall and he opened one. It's dark, can't see what's inside yet, but phew, I can smell it. Aw- love of god, I'm not saying anything else until I get an aspirin. Nnff. Agent Scott: You okay there? D-50042: Gkk. A muffled crack can be heard throughout the room. The lights flicker briefly. D-50042: Aaagh. Agent Scott: Something's wrong- we've got to get out of here! Dr. Sambre: No, stay calm. We need this information- Another crack can be heard, sharper than the last. D-50042's eyes roll back in his head, and the lights flicker again. Agent Scott: Dammit, we're leaving! Now! D-50042: Hrgl. King. A third crack is heard, and the top of D-50042's head splits open. A metallic edge can be seen jutting out from the wound briefly before withdrawing back into the skull. The lights fail for several seconds, and upon reactivating, emit a flickering orange light instead. A desiccated hand is now visible, emerging from the opening in D-50042's skull and attempting to pry the wound further open. Security cameras fail, and no more footage is obtained. [END LOG] Agent Scott and Dr. Sambre escaped unharmed to a security checkpoint. Upon reentry to the testing room, D-50042's cadaver was found with the head split completely open and deep scratch marks covering the inside of the skull. The door had been forced open; how this was accomplished is unknown due to the failure of the security cameras. To date, no more documented instances of SCP-4116 have manifested.4 On 11/27/2009, 4 days after the events documented above, a string of violent murders occurred overnight in the town of ███████, 16 kilometers from the testing site. A total of ██ fatalities occurred, and no culprit was apprehended. Investigation into potential correlation is ongoing. Footnotes 1. See document 4116-E-12. 2. See notes from transcript taken on 3/04/2008 3. As remembered by subjects. Due to this, statements may not be exact, however subjects report memories of SCP-4116 to be exceptionally vivid. 4. 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SCP-4117 | safe | Item #: SCP-4117 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4117 is currently stored in Storage Room 3 of Site-██, along with six adjustable-height chairs. Access to SCP-4117 for experimentation requires Level-2 clearance. SCP-4117 is to be cleaned twice weekly by research staff assigned to the object. Special accommodations may be made1 for staff well-being requests; however, any personnel granted permission for SCP-4117 usage is allowed a maximum of one week of usage per permission cycle. Excessive requests placed will result in a suspension from the SCP-4117 project, and referral for psychological counseling. Description: SCP-4117 is a rectangular table of 20th-century make, with rounded edges. SCP-4117 possesses a distinctive removable glass dome in its center. The primary anomaly of SCP-4117 manifests when 4 to 6 humans are seated at the object and consume a meal together. Miniature human entities resembling faceless mannequins, designated SCP-4117-1, will materialize inside the glass dome and perform a musical act. Up to 100 discrete SCP-4117-1 have been recorded manifesting through this effect, and the musical performances observed are unlimited by genre or time period. Instances of SCP-4117-1 do not respond to any external stimuli. Lifting the glass dome away from SCP-4117 will result in the humanoids instantly dematerializing. Placing the glass dome back in its intended place will restore the appearance of SCP-4117-1, which will resume performing as if uninterrupted. Performances of SCP-4117-1 demonstrate startling realism when compared to live performances of similar premise and genre. While no requests for specific musical acts can be made, experimental trials indicate that the musical displays typically hold some sort of cultural or personal significance to one or more of the people who view an SCP-4117-1 performance. In approximately 50% of clinical trials, SCP-4117-1 performances possessed no direct relevance to any viewers seated at SCP-4117. Instead, the corresponding music held significance for acquaintances of the viewers. It was additionally noted that viewers often recalled a coworker, distant family member, or housing neighbor who enjoyed the particular type of music generated by SCP-4117 at the time. Addendum 4117-1: SCP-4117 came into Foundation possession after it was originally donated to a small museum in Washington D.C. The donation was made per the last will and testament of a Mr. Joseph Johnson, known to locals as simply "Joe". The object was the subject of much attention during Mr. Johnson's funeral, which was attended by an excess of fifty people, most of whom only knew Johnson during his later years. Many attendees, when prompted, described Mr. Johnson as "soft-spoken, with great taste in music and a talent for holding cozy dinner parties". Addendum 4117-2: Following initial acquisition of SCP-4117, investigations were launched to obtain further information regarding Mr. Johnson's family history. His wife Marie was the first individual to be interviewed. Agent Kowalski was assigned to the case, acting under the guise of a museum staff member wanting to ask questions about the object for exhibition purposes. + Open Audio Recording - Close Audio Recording [BEGIN AUDIO] Agent Kowalski: Good evening, I'm Museum Director Carr, the one who talked to you over the phone about the table your husband donated. Marie: Hello, nice to meet you! Agent Kowalski: Yes, yes, nice to meet you too! Let's begin the questions shall we? How did you find the table in the first place? Marie: Well, Joe didn't find the table. His father, God rest his soul, made the table for him before he died. Lots of lovely wood in the area, see. Agent Kowalski: Ah, I see. How did his father manage to make a singing table? It seems almost like magic. Marie: Wellll… I'm not quite sure. I don't think even Joe knew. He and his father both loved music though, so maybe his father just knew some trick to make the table do what it does. Agent Kowalski: I see! If possible, can you focus on what you know for sure? For the display placard, you see. We want to make sure we get the background for the case as close to the true story as we can. Next question, what was Joe's father's name, and what did he do for work? Marie: His name was James Johnson, and he was a carpenter. Agent Kowalski: Nothing unusual about his work? Or where he worked? Marie: No… What does this have to do with the table? Agent Kowalski: We'd like to tell a story when people come to look at it in the museum. Want to be authentic to the history, you see. Next question, is there anything else unusual about the table itself? Something the museum might not know about? Marie: Besides the tiny musical men in the table? Not that I noticed. Well, I suppose it made everyone happier, but maybe that's just from the music. Joe didn't really have anything else to talk about, since he was so shy! Agent Kowalski: Alright, that's all the questions I have, thank you very much for your time. Feel free to drop by the museum sometime to see the display! Marie: Of course. [END AUDIO] Further investigation regarding Joe's father, other family members, and remaining heirlooms has returned no report of additional anomalous activity. However, subsequent interviews revealed that many of the close contacts Mr. Johnson made during the course of his adult life were due primarily to dinner parties and similar gatherings involving SCP-4117. Notable examples include Johnson's wife Marie, who particularly enjoyed dramatic classical opera, and his neighbor Calvin Smith, who was initially rather abrasive towards the Johnsons until he was invited to a dinner at which SCP-4117 performed an acoustic version of a family favorite folk song. Addendum 4117-3: Clinical trials examining SCP-4117 effects, involving Foundation research personnel as test subjects, have been authorized. A partial record of notable trials is below: Subject Name: Dr. Ivanov Type of Performance: SCP-4117 manifested orchestral versions of traditional Russian music, one of the identified songs being Tchaikovsky's Dance of the Sugarplum Fairy with accompanying ballet as danced by the mannequins. Related Individual: █████ Ivanov, mother of Dr. Ivanov Follow-Up: Dr. Ivanov reported making an effort to contact her extended family more often, and that her mother revealed that despite growing up in an underprivileged household, she had always loved ballet as a child. Dr. Ivanov later received a care package from her family in Russia during Christmastime, the first correspondence noted since her transfer to Site-██ three years ago. Subject Name: Dr. Abar Type of Performance: SCP-4117 manifested mannequins singing various choral and a capella versions of popular themes from video games, including works identified as produced by Valve Corporation and Supergiant Games. Related Individual: A member of the Site-██ Foundation webcrawler development team (exact individual unconfirmed). Follow-Up: After members of the team noticed Dr. Abar humming music from games they enjoyed, an invitation was extended to Dr. Abar join the team's weekend game nights. Dr. Abar now regularly attends the team's weekend group activities and will occasionally join team members for drinks on Friday evenings. Subject Name: Researcher Ponyah Type of Performance: SCP-4117 manifested mannequins in casual clothing performing songs that were popular in the United States during the 1980s time period. Related Individual: Childhood friend ██████ Young, ███ Davis by extension Follow-Up: Researcher Ponyah reported not having listened to 80's music since they were in school, and expressed a desire to attempt to reconnect with old friends. Upon reaching out using the contact information provided by a college alumni association, Researcher Ponyah was surprised to learn that two of his former school friends had recently taken up residence within a twenty-minute drive of his current apartment. The three now regularly meet up to discuss their childhood memories and spend time with each other's extended families. Subject Name: Jr. Researcher Eriks Type of Performance: SCP-4117 manifested a mannequin identical in appearance to singer Elvis Presley, repeatedly performing the song "Don't Be Cruel" in various stage costumes. Related Individual: Presley, Eriks's dog companion Follow-Up: Prior to the test with SCP-4117, Jr. Researcher Eriks had been involved in a localized site lockdown following a high-concern containment breach. Eriks's follow-up psychological evaluation indicated symptoms of anxiety, though it was believed that Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder was unlikely to develop. It was advised that Eriks seek out the company of others, potentially a therapy animal, as a means of addressing his ongoing stress. Eriks later visited a dog shelter in search of an animal companion; the dog Eriks eventually adopted was noted to have a particular fondness for howling and "dancing" along to songs by Elvis Presley when shelter volunteers played music during feeding and cleaning times. Additional Note: Jr. Researcher Eriks has been granted permission to bring Presley to Site-██ twice monthly, to assist with hosting seminars on the resources available to Foundation employees seeking emotional and mental support. Footnotes 1. To obtain requisite paperwork and/or discuss requirements and guidelines for personal SCP-4117 usage, please contact the current lead researcher of the SCP-4117 project. |
SCP-4118 | safe | N/A ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Captured hidden camera footage of juvenile V-01 instance, straying away from their herd to browse. Item #: SCP-4118 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4118 is kept in a standard storage unit in Site K-40. All SCP-4118-1 instances are to be kept in an adjacent unit. Interaction with SCP-4118 instances is permitted. SCP-4118-2 are allowed to visit their imprinted instances, but are to maintain their daily routines, and not stay past their permitted time allocation. A custom containment cell has been constructed for the SCP-4118-1 population, with different environments and terrain accommodating the different species of SCP-4118-1. Specific plant species have been established in different areas of the cell, to be watered regularly (Details within "Killer Vines and Me: Foundation Guide to Plant-care, both Anomalous and Benign"). The lights in the containment cell are to be placed on a 24-hour day-night cycle. Interaction with SCP-4118 instances is permitted, but no personnel is allowed to stay in the containment cell beyond the times outlined in the visiting schedule. Personnel are not allowed to pick up SCP-4118-1, or instigate fights between instances. The schedule can be found in the cafeteria on the notice board. Current population of SCP-4118-1 is to be maintained, with reproduction encouraged if necessary. If population growth exceeds constraints of cell personnel are permitted to dispose of newer instances. All cases of improper disposal of instances will be reported to Site Director. All exotic or unique 4118-1 instances are to be kept in hibernation in a secure Safe-rated storage locker in the observation room adjacent to SCP-4118-1's habitat. MTF Kappa-7 "Fun Police" is to monitor the county that SCP-4118 was found in for more anomalous activity, and intercept any instances that may be sold on the market. The Romagnoli-Bitler Wondertainment Suppression Protocol is to be used to track down any additional SCP-4118 or SCP-4118-1 being sold online. Description: SCP-4118 is an opaque plastic tube resembling those commonly used for the packaging of plastic toy animals. The label displays an acrylic scene of a group of three theropods eating while a sauropod watches in the background. On the opposing side of the tube is a logo that reads: “Dr. Wondertainment’s Tube O' Dinos!” in bright block-lettering. Underneath the logo is a paragraph of text that reads: Have you ever wanted to peer behind the veil of the past to see things time has buried? Have you ever wanted to discover things those grumpy paleontologists have yet to uncover? Well the newest invention straight from the genius mind of Dr. Wondertainment, does just that, with our new product, the Educational Tube O' Dinos®! Simply shake the patented Time Tube® and you can have your very own tiny tyrants, and recreate a prehistoric landscape in your very own house! Learn the Behaviors of the behemoths of a forgotten era! Witness the ancient rivalries of Reptiles and Mammals once again take center stage! Become a scientist, finding new and Interesting creatures that are stranger than fiction, only with our Tube O' Dinos®! May represent choking hazard to 3 or under. When opened, the tube appears to have a reflective surface covering the opening, preventing personnel from viewing the inside of the tube. This mirror is extremely resistant to any form of damage. When SCP-4118 is shaken mirror-side down onto a surface, a SCP-4118-1 instance will appear to exit the mirror. SCP-4118-1 instances are small animate toys, made of a hard plastic similar to polyvinyl chloride (PVC)/thermoplastic elastomers (TPE)/crylonitrile butadiene styrene (ABS) and resemble various prehistoric creatures, most commonly creatures from the Mesozoic Era, although instances from earlier periods have been created. Instances resembling animals from the Cenozoic Era have also been observed to be produced, but at a significantly lower rate than instances found in earlier periods. No humanoid instances have been produced thus far. Instances have been recorded to be various sizes, ranging from 3 centimeters tall to 60 centimeters tall, and are capable of consuming food. Instances are not required to eat, as the instances can live without sustenance for an indefinite period of time in a form of stasis. Herbivorous instances, such as sauropods and ceratopsians, consume primarily plant matter. Carnivorous and pescatarian entities, such as therapods and pliosaurs, appear to digest any plastic they consume12, although no excrement of the instance is noted. Instances have been noted to be faster or more agile than previously assumed of their respective species, but it has been theorized that it is only due to their size and/or composition. SCP-4118-1 instances appear to gravitate towards biomes that appeal to their physiology (Brachiosaurus dwelling in forests, Triceratops living in savanna-like conditions). The majority of instances go into a form of hibernation if there is low light conditions in their environment. However, certain carnivorous instances seem to be more active during this time. Instances can be awakened from their stasis by stimuli, and have been noted to respond to the vocalizations of their young when attacked by carnivorous instances during their period of hibernation. When an instance is created from SCP-4118, the first human being SCP-4118-1 sees within a 10-second time frame will be imprinted upon (subject then designated SCP-4118-2). Imprint seems to be permanent, as SCP-4118-1 instances have recognized and responded to SCP-4118-2 at least 4 years after last contact. Instances are shown to have a marked decrease in aggression when near SCP-4118-2, to the point of docility, and remain docile even when people other than SCP-4118-2 are near it. If SCP-4118-2 exits line of sight for more than 10 seconds, SCP-4118-1 instances default back to their original behavior pattern. SCP-4118-1 do not appear to age, but can be terminated if their head is severed from their neck, or more than 30% of their body mass is not present. No regrowth of injured tissue has been observed. SCP-4118-1 reproduce when two instances of the same species are in close proximity for on average 47 consecutive days. One of the instances will appear to generate 1 to 40 plastic eggs, which after a period of 24 hours will hatch into smaller SCP-4118-1 instances. These new instances will grow for a time period between 2 days and 5 weeks. These new instances appear to automatically imprint on their parents. The time required for reproduction and the amount of offspring produced varies between species. No factors have been determined to influence or induce reproduction. Outside of interference by staff, there are no natural ways of culling the population of carnivores within the ecology of SCP-4118, as resources are not necessary for reproduction, and carnivore-carnivore predation is rare, outside of specific cases of cannibalism. + Log of Variants - hide this content Log Of SCP-4118-1 Variants Variants Species Population Behavior Variant-01 Brachiosaurus altithorax 7 Herbivorous instances located in the forest biome are sexually and socially monogamous, travelling and breeding only with one other instance. Grazes on tall grasses and trees, and is very rarely attacked by carnivorous instances. Young travel with parents until maturity, at which point they will leave to find a mate. Variant-02 Postosuchus kirkpatricki 3 Analogous to modern-day crocodiles. Instances are very solitary, living in the swamp biome of the containment chamber. They seem to be ambush predators, waiting subermerged underwater for other instances to approach to drink, wherein it will strike using its superior speed and jaw-strength. V-02 often barrel-rolls small instances to kill, but with larger instances will usually tear flesh from limbs or torso. V-02's bite strength is noted to be strong enough to cause severe pain in personnel. No attempts to induce reproduction between instances have suceeded. Variant-03 Triceratops horridius 23 Herbivorous herd animal, moves in groups of 7-10. If attacked by predators, the instances will surround their offspring, using their horns and frills to intimidate predators. V-05 employ a "snatch-and-grab" technique with the young instances, trying to drag the target away before the adult instances take notice. Variant-04 Mosasaurus hoffmanni 5 Aquatic pescatarian instances, formed a pod that slowly swims around the pool, hunting coelacanth and occasionally Ichthyosaurs. Have been observed to make vocalizations similar to whalesong. The purpose of these vocalizations is unknown. Variant-05 Utahraptor ostrommaysorum 18 Primarily nocturnal feathered carnivorous instances, markedly more intelligent than other variants. Travels in two packs of equal size that appear to compete for resources. These two packs have been observed to attack one another using varying tactics, such as ambushes in the forest, or pitched battle in the prairie biome. Altruistic among pack-members, the weakest and youngest have priority during feeding. Preening and grooming as a form of social interaction has been observed. Variant-06 Californosaurus perrini 15 Aquatic ichthyosaur instances, the pod of V-06 is known to harass the Mosasaurus pod. For reference, the adult Mosasaurs are each ~70 centimeters long, compared to the Ichthyosaurs, who were all around 10 centimeters in length. Instances mainly consume coelacanths, but have been observed to consume "whale-falls" of V-04. Variant-07 Latimeria chalumnae ~70 Colloquially known as coelacanths, these are aquatic herbivorous instances, as opposed to their real-life counterparts, which are carnivorous. They are the smallest instances produced, as their maximum size is 2 centimeters. It is difficult to judge the population of V-08, as their size makes them hard to spot in the waters, even with sensors. They are the primary food source within the aquatic ecosystem, which is maintained via a fast reproduction cycle. Variant-08 Pteranodon longiceps 15 Avian pescatarian instances, use flight to plunge-dive and catch V-07. Has been known to be consumed by V-04 when near or in the water. Produces vocalizations similar to seagulls. Creates nests out of woven plant material on the wall perches. Variant-09 Homo neanderthalensis 1 Instance immediately attempted to communicate with researchers after creation and was detained for questioning. V-09 is capable of simplistic speech patterns reminiscent of an extremely early form of Basque, a living language used in the region of the same name between Spain and France. After introduction to containment, the instance constructed a crude encampment within the forest biome, observed creating primitive tools out of plants and parts of SCP-4118-1 instances. Raids food caches of V-11 if necessary. Variant-10 Megatherium americanum 8 A herbivorous Giant Ground Sloth, dwells on the border between the forest and plains biomes. One of the few variants produced that is originally from the Cenezoic Era. Uses its large claws to fend off predators and retrieve food from the tops of tall plants. It is slow moving compared to other variants of its size, but is rarely hunted by carnivores. Variant-11 Giganotosaurus carolinii 2 The third-largest variant in containment at 0.48 meters long, is the only carnivore to consistently use V-01 as a main food source. Lives in the forest biome, although due to their length it is difficult for them to maneuver in their environment. Only one mating pair in containment, has successfully produced an egg. Maintains caches around its territory to store excess food. As material from 4118-1 instances does not decompose, some of these caches can be stored for years until needed. + Test Log - hide this content Test Log Acting Researcher: Dr. Jonas Test In Question: Whether or not SCP-4118 can be provoked into releasing specific SCP-4118 instances. Test 1A: Dr. Jonas attempts to verbally trigger a response by saying “I want to play with my favorite dinosaur.” Results: Instance resembles the genus Pteranodon. Instance then begins to fly around the room. Notes: Dr. Jonas claims his favorite dinosaur is Allosaurus. Test 2A: Dr. Jonas attempts to trigger a response by thinking of an Allosaurus. Results: Instance is an unknown species of prehistoric reptile with large scythe-like claws. Notes: Dr. Jonas requested permission to name the new species. Request denied on the basis of “Doesn't count, its a toy, not bones.”. Test 3A: Dr. Jonas attempts to trigger a response by “playing” with several non anomalous plastic dinosaurs and exclaiming “I would love to have an Allosaurus to play with”. Results: SCP-4118 automatically activated and produced a SCP-4118-1 instance. Instance perfectly matches modern representations of Allosaurus fragilis. Test 4A: Previous test repeated to account for possible coincidence. Results: Same as previous test. Conclusion: It has been concluded by Dr. Jonas and several reviewers that it is most likely SCP-4118 instances are spawned randomly outside of any “playtime” and can only be requested when “needed”. Test Log Acting Researcher: Researcher H. Test In Question: To determine the intelligence of SCP-4118-1 instances. Test: Researcher H. performs a basic Well’s Sapience Test. Results: All instances with the exception of those in Variants-05 and -09 demonstrate no sapience or self awareness. The carnivorous instances seem to be more intelligent than the herbivorous instances, as they are able to coordinate and hunt as packs. Variant-05 displays basic sapience, and is able to recognize itself in a mirror, and also able to solve complex puzzles, with a success rate and solve time near to a crow's. Variant-09 displays traits of complex sapience and tool-making, and is overall compliant with Foundation demands. However it is reluctant to interact with Foundation personnel, most likely due to fear of the height of the staff. Notes: Further testing with Variant-05 and -09 are scheduled. Testing on other instances has been put on hold so as to focus on these instances. + Interview of Variant-09 - hide this content Interviewed: SCP-4118-1-09 (Shortened to V-09 for brevity). Interviewer: Researcher H. Foreword: Researcher H, a native of Basque Country, attempted communication with V-06 in order to learn any information about SCP-4118. Transcript translated from Basque, with some grammatical changes for ease of reading. <Begin Log> Researcher H.: Hello V-09. Can you understand me? V-09 nods its head. Researcher H.: Alright, let’s begin. Do you know what you are? V-09: This… not me. Smaller than me. Hard skin. Researcher H.: Do you mean to tell me you were once in another form? V-09: Yes. Before you. Before much. [World/home] was similar. [World/home] full of [monsters/animals/abominations]. Hairy beasts with [spears/stones] for teeth. Not lizards. Researcher H.: And what happened before you found yourself in this form? V-09: [Running/fleeing]. All of us were running. mountain [angry/alive], red hot tears flowed from top, killing everything. Researcher H.: So you were running from something destroying everything, and then you found yourself here? How do you think you found yourself in this form and in this time? V-09: Not sure. Last thing remember is asking [shaman/priest/elder] to save me. Scars are missing, this is not my body. This is a- (I-06 appears to struggle for a word)- a [golem/statue/fetish]. Researcher H.: I think I understand. Thank you for your cooperation V-09, it has been an enormous help. <End Log> Closing Statement: It is unclear what exactly V-09 means by many of its statements, however it is assumed that one of two scenarios happened. Either the volcano erupted near his tribe and destroyed V-09's original body with its consciousness surviving, or V-09 is simply a living toy that was given fake memories. Whichever scenario it is, it is possible this is true for all sentient or near-sentient SCP-4118-1 instances. Recovery Log: SCP-4118 was recovered from a family owned convenience store in which the owners had been selling SCP-4118-1. The anomaly was discovered by undercover agents of MTF Kappa-7 "Fun Police" making a routine sweep of the county's convenience and toy stores. SCP-4118 was recovered from the location and amnestics were administered as necessary . A disinformation campaign framing SCP-4118-1 instances as prototypes of an upcoming toy line was deployed and was successful. Addendum 4118-A: On 1/7/1998, a cell of the Serpent's Hand breached Site K-40 and succeeded in stealing multiple anomalies, including SCP-4118. Minor injuries were incurred on both sides, no casualties. Investigation possible motives for the raid are underway. Motives behind the abduction of SCP-4118 is unclear, but the two most popular theories are either that SCP-4118 has an unknown secondary function, or that it was simply an easy SCP to acquire due to its low security and ease of transport. All of the SCP-4118-1 instances were left behind, bringing into question whether or not the organization knew that SCP-4118 was responsible for creating them. Retrieval of SCP-4118 is considered low priority. Addendum 4118-B: On 1/15/1998, fifteen instances of V-05 and V-08 were recorded missing from the containment cell. Video doesn't show the instances leaving the cell, nor did the research staff inadvertently carry them outside of the cell. None of the instances could be found within the site, and the rest of the instances in containment were placed in temporary hibernation. On 1/27/1998, security observed the 4118-1 instances approaching the front gate of Site-K20, along with SCP-4118 and atop an instance resembling a member of Quetzalcoatlus northropi. It is unknown how or where the instances reacquired SCP-4118. Instances were recontained and SCP-4118 was placed into storage. Footnotes 1. As such, no cross-testing with other sentient plastic anomalies is to be conducted at this time 2. This ability extends to all objects colloquially called "plastics" including, but not limited to, Acetal, Acrylic, CE Canvas Phenlonic, and some types of plastic explosives. |
SCP-4119 | euclid | Diluted samples of SCP-4119 liquid. Item #: SCP-4119 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4119 is contained within a modified, blast-resistant cell within a Faraday cage. An internal cavity magnetron maintains a constant low-wattage stream of microwaves within the chamber; all internal surfaces are kept at a temperature of 50°C. The walls of SCP-4119's cell are equipped with rapidly oscillating motors, vibrating them continuously. SCP-4119 itself is kept inside a Level 2 Thermal Isolation suit. Once per week, SCP-4119 is to be sedated, blindfolded, restrained, and moved to a temporary cell. During this, the cell walls are to be cleaned of burnt blood residue and the vibration and microwave equipment inspected and maintained as needed. Description: SCP-4119 is a young adult Hispanic female, identifying as "Thalia Contreras". Surfaces within the central 11° cone of SCP-4119's line of sight excrete films of an oily, explosive liquid. SCP-4119's vision will trigger liquid uncontrollably up to a range of approximately 700m; beyond this, SCP-4119 must exert itself physically to cause liquid excretion. Liquid produced by SCP-4119 is 71% nitroglycerin and 29% human blood; this blood does not genetically match SCP-4119. SCP-4119's skin is abnormally thick and heat-resistant, protecting it from the heat and force of the detonations of its liquid. Acquisition: On 02/19/2017, a Type 3A dimensional anomaly appeared in the air, approximately 10km from Site-496, violently ejecting SCP-4119 and fragments of a concrete room into the surrounding woods. MTF Mu-8 ("Southern Hospitality") was dispatched. SCP-4119 Encounter Log ACCESS GRANTED Taken during initial containment of SCP-4119. MTF: Mu-8 ("Southern Hospitality") Personnel: M8-Marquez, M8-Linares, M8-Sanchez Date: 02/19/2017 Subject: Dimensional aperture and material ejected. [BEGIN LOG] M8-Marquez: Dammit. Portal's gone already. Readings match a type three-A. Linares, Sanchez, any visual on anything ejected before it closed? M8-Sanchez: Didn't see anything but we'll keep an eye out. M8-Linares: Hang on, there's a big crater over here. (SCP-4119 is lying still in a crater about 30m wide. It is wearing heavily charred armor over a torn bodysuit, and a pair of oversized goggles. Multiple sun-like insignias are visible on the armor.) M8-Sanchez: I got visual on the entity. Humanoid, unconscious, wearing some kind of orange and black armor. M8-Marquez: Excellent. Load it on an ATV and keep sweeping the area. M8-Linares: Metallic fragments all over the place in this direction, might wanna scan these first. (SCP-4119 awakens and stands up, rubbing its head.) M8-Sanchez: It's up! SCP-4119: Who's there? (SCP-4119's goggles explode, and their fragments fall off SCP-4119's face.) SCP-4119: Shit! M8-Linares: (into comm) Subject conscious, preparing to engage. SCP-4119: Oh god, my head. Wait, who's there? M8-Sanchez: Are you alright? SCP-4119: Think so. Where the hell am I? M8-Sanchez: Northern Minnesota; this is State Patrol1. SCP-4119: Hold on, Minnesota?! (towards the sky) Did you really think that would work, Victory? I'll break your neck once I get back there! M8-Sanchez: Come with us and we'll sort this out. SCP-4119: How stupid do you think I am? We blew the Coven headquarters to hell a year ago, not 100 miles away from here. I bet you guys got Valkyrie drones and anky-tanks and shit in the woods ready to pick me off but I ain't got time for this. (SCP-4119 removes its mask and throws it away. Smoke begins to emanate from its closed eyes.) (M8-Marquez throws a smoke grenade.) M8-Marquez: I don't know what you think is going on, but we're not whoever you think we are. Last chance to clear this up peacefully. SCP-4119: Bring it. (SCP-4119 opens its eyes, and the tree stump next to M-8 Marquez explodes, throwing him to the ground.) SCP-4119: Whoa, that's… not right. M8-Linares: (into comm, quietly) Subject hostile, explosive anomaly, resistant to gunfire, requesting immediate backup. (M8-Linares and M8-Sanchez open fire on SCP-4119 to no effect, until SCP-4119 detonates a large cluster of trees behind them.) (MTF agents get up and find cover. SCP-4119 looks down at the ground and creates a pool of liquid, before detonating it to launch itself to higher ground.) M8-Linares: (to Marquez) Can you stand? M8-Marquez: Yeah, I'm okay. Anyone got visual on the skip? M8-Linares: It blasted itself up the mountainside, I think it- SCP-4119: (distant) DEMOLISHING BLAST! (The side of the mountain becomes coated in fluid and detonates, causing a very large explosion. MTF M8 scramble for cover.) M8-Sanchez: Get down! M8-Linares: Where's that backup? M8-Crowe: Snipers moving into position, hang in there Mark. SCP-4119: (from somewhere within the smoke) That didn't do what I thought it was gonna. Wait a minute. Where'd the other moons go?! M8-Crowe: Fire. (M8 support snipers open fire on SCP-4119, who launches itself higher up the mountain above the smoke.) SCP-4119: Enough! I think there's been a mixup here. (SCP-4119 looks up and puts its palms against its temples.) SCP-4119: OK. You're definitely not the Coven, or working for Victory. So how about this. You leave me in peace, and we all just go our separate ways. (Wisps of flame begin to curl from SCP-4119's eyes.) SCP-4119: Or else I look up and blow your freaky white moon to dust. Five, four, three- (M8-Crowe jumps from an outcropping of rock onto SCP-4119 and tackles it, pushing its head into the ground.) M8-Crowe: Hurry! (M8 members advance on the position, with immobilizing gel guns. M8-Crowe grapples with SCP-4119, keeping his hands over SCP-4119's eyes. SCP-4119 regains its footing and swings M8-Crowe against the rock before throwing him off the cliff.) SCP-4119: Get off me! (M8-Linares shoots SCP-4119 in the face with the gel, covering its nose and eyes, and M8-Marquez forces a breathing mask filled with sedative onto its face, rendering it unconscious after a struggle.) [END LOG] SCP-4119 was successfully contained. Analysis of the surrounding area turned up fragments of advanced machinery, multiple luminescent stones of unknown composition, digital maps of North America with altered geography, and several burned garments similar to SCP-4119's bearing the same insignia. Agent Crowe was posthumously awarded a Foundation Star for his bravery. Footnotes 1. The standard cover used by combat and reconnaissance MTFs based out of Site-496. |
SCP-4120 | euclid | SCP-4120, file photo taken for a Foundation front. Item #: SCP-4120 Special Containment Procedures: D-Class personnel with moderate experience in animal handling have been assigned to carry out SCP-4120's care. For the purpose of SCP-4120's mental health until the point where it would be naturally retired, a diabetic D-Class (D-0412) has been assigned to live with SCP-4120 in a humanoid dormitory containment chamber, within Site-77. Foundation doctors are to independently monitor D-0412's condition to ensure that it is not terminated by SCP-4120 and to study any effect SCP-4120 may have. Description: An adult Yellow Lab has been designated as SCP-4120. It is trained as a service animal for those suffering from PTSD, anxiety, or diabetes. SCP-4120 was neutered prior to initial containment. It has been disputed whether the entity designated as SCP-4120 is completely responsible for the anomalous events associated with it Subjects who have bonded with SCP-4120 and utilize it as a service animal are anomalously likely to experience injury or death while in the company of SCP-4120. These accidents are not directly caused by SCP-4120 and cause it to experience severe stress. During these accidents, messages will appear on its coat relevant to the injury(s). When not exercising its training, SCP-4120 becomes anxious. It will bark for hours on end, as well as stress-induced bowel movements and attempting to eat the implements present in the chamber. It is possible that this mental state causes an escalation of SCP-4120's effect. See Incident Log 4120-V for more details. As a result of these incidents, SCP-4120 is reluctant to engage with human subjects, although it has never displayed aggression when approached by Foundation operatives. Usually, SCP-4120 shows a desire to engage with human subjects followed by fear, and reluctance. It is possible that SCP-4120 has some awareness of its anomalous properties. Canine psychiatric exercises to improve morale are being considered, as early death due to isolation/stress would not be conducive to SCP-4120 related research. SCP-4120 was discovered during operations against a Person of Interest, a thaumaturge associated with a coven in Akron, OH. The infant child of the PoI had perished due to diabetes-related complications, while SCP-4120 slept. The PoI surrendered to Foundation agents following this occurrence. In the course of securing the subject, SCP-4120 was noted to have been covered in unknown symbols and characters, but as most of the PoI's possessions had similar markings this was not considered a point of interest at the time. After being adopted to a subject outside the Foundation through a front company, Society of Compassionate Pet Partners, the anomalous properties affecting SCP-4120 became apparent when the owner died in a freak accident. After further incidents involving Foundation agents, SCP-4120 was classified as Euclid and designated contained on 04/12/2016. Addendum: Incidents Related to SCP-4120 Examples of injuries associated with SCP-4120 Subject Injury and context Woman, Korean, 20 years old. PTSD sufferer Subject suffered a severe concussion after slipping in the shower. Present in the room during this time, SCP-4120 alerted other subjects within the residence. SCP-4120 was subsequently surrendered to the Foundation. No note was made of any alterations to SCP-4120's coat. Foundation Agent While walking SCP-4120 outside of the front company, SCP-4120 was off its leash in an enclosed area when a branch fell from a tree, crushing the agent supervising SCP-4120 and causing the chest cavity to collapse. First respondents noted that the word "Fetch" had appeared on SCP-4120's coat in black block text. D-Class Subject The original assigned handler of SCP-4120, D-0401, was running through some basic commands. During the course of this exercise, D-0401 slipped on liquid, which had pooled underfoot due to a plumbing leak. D-0401 suffered a broken wrist. The word "Shake" appeared on SCP-4120's coat. Multiple Foundation Agents While being moved due to construction, the portion of the facility which SCP-4120 was located in suffered a gas leak. During the course of a lockdown, the Foundation agents escorting SCP-4120 were poisoned and entered a semi-vegetative state. SCP-4120 was unharmed, and the text "Play Dead" was noted to have appeared along its tail coat. Addendum - Incident 4120-V: On ██/██/██18, all personnel working at Site-77 doing work with direct or tertiary relation to SCP-4120 suffered spontaneously generated flea infestations on their bodies. Normal fumigation procedures suppressed a larger infestation, although three researchers were hospitalized for typhus infections. SCP-4120 was found in its containment chamber, under severe stress, with the word "SUFFER" covering its coat on all parts of its body. Potential alterations to its containment procedures are under review. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4120" by Anonymous, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4120. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4121 | esoteric-class | BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL The following file is Level Ω/4121 classified. Failure to enter credentials will result in termination via BERRYMAN-LANGFORD memetic kill agent. 4121 INPUT CODE: t^ime WAITS f0r n∞ man/dtbmh CREDENTIALS RECOGNIZED. KILL AGENT RESCINDED. WARNING: FURTHER APPROVAL NECESSARY. does the black moon howl? INPUT CODE: at midnight, when the wolves fear sheep WELCOME OVERSEER. ACCESSING FILES… Item #: SCP-4121 Threat Level: ● Black A visual representation of the "loop that never breaks/never has/never will be broken", drawn by an affected staff member. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4121 cannot be contained without causing a CK-class restructuring scenario or a ZK-class reality failure scenario. Public philosophical documentation or "theories" relating to SCP-4121 are to be suppressed monitored. Scientific confirmation of SCP-4121 is to be discredited or suppressed. Individuals responsible for public research into SCP-4121 are to be placed into Foundation employ or (if uncooperative) terminated. All research into SCP-4121 is to be confined to Site-Ω1. Counteractive efforts targeting SCP-4121 should remain in a partially constructed conceptual stage. Should SCP-4121 experience widespread neutralisation, all emergency protocols for affected items should be initiated simultaneously. Emergency Order Motus-Omega must be fully conceived and initiated. Initiation of Emergency Order Motus-Omega is to be considered an Alpha-1 Priority task. All staff assigned to Site-Ω1 must remain in Site-Ω1. MTF Psi-58 (Immovable Objects) are to halt any personnel attempting to exit Site-Ω1. No attempts at euthanisation are to be made. All research divisions of Site-Ω1 are not to collaborate, exchange research or change divisions without authorisation by Site Director Edwin. Description: SCP-4121 is a spacetime impetus paradox affecting the current reality inhabited by the human race, the SCP Foundation and all associated items of importance. Currently SCP-4121 does not affect the entirety of surface reality, instead it is localised to specific physical and conceptual items. These include organisations, persons/entities of interest, areas and events. Possible changes in the behaviour of SCP-4121, including the possibility of universal coverage, are covered in Emergency Order Motus-Omega. SCP-4121 causes a "causal stasis" effect, in which certain events cannot proceed beyond a point in time. Similarly actions affecting certain entities cannot proceed. This effect has been both beneficial and harmful to the SCP Foundation. While SCP-4121 served to effectively maintain the current status quo, it has also prevented the direct improvement or enhancement of containment practices for a number of SCPs. SCP-4121 has also hindered relations with multiple GoIs, however it is likely the anomaly has also had similar effects on the GoIs themselves. As a result, multiple offensive measures have remained at partial construction. Currently active countermeasures are impossible to develop, due to SCP-4121 affecting these ideas upon complete conceptualisation. Emergency Order Motus-Omega is under partial conceptual construction, as to avoid being affected by the anomaly. SCP-4121 does not affect items experiencing a fragmented conceptualisation. For example, if a concept is partially realised by three different persons, SCP-4121 will not hinder any developments. However if these "proto-ideas" a compiled to form a single concept, SCP-4121 will hinder actualisation. These items can also be documented, but all documentation must remain partially complete. Due to this, Emergency Order Motus-Omega is currently held in a fragmented form by all O5 Council members. SCP-4121 is hypothesised to also be effecting termination attempts of multiple SCPs (see Addendum 01/4121-ASCP). While this hypothesis cannot be confirmed in a traditional sense, containment procedures of SCPs not currently facing termination have been adapted to account for their "causal invulnerability". Partially conceptualised termination plans have also been established. Discovery: SCP-4121 was first discovered by Dr. ██████ Edwin, who was previously assigned to SCP-3229. While investigating a means of proactive containment, Dr. Edwin stumbled upon a "symptom" of SCP-4121. The following are extracts from Dr. Edwin's personal log, referring to his investigation into this anomaly. 23/06/████. I found multiple initiatives, declassified and approved, were never acted upon. I sent this information to Director Yu, thinking it was a localised anomaly. Perhaps the cave didn't want us going to certain places. Then while venting about the conundrum with one of my colleagues, Dr. Wallis, he told me he'd noted behaviours among the hostile entities within 3229 that he suspected were linked. 25/06/████. I have contacted researchers at other sites, searching for more evidence to confirm my theory. I've come across a number of incidents that I think may lead my hypothesis to a much more dangerous conclusion. My initial suspicion, that something was affecting progress at Area 55, has been expanded. I contacted an old friend down in █████, he has higher clearance than I do. He told me there were several incidents similar to mine. Some chalked up as bureaucracy losing track, some were just marked under one SCP or another, some were just left to collect dust. All of which are sloppy, an uncharacteristic action for the Foundation. This warrants further investigation. 26/06/████ Wallis brought me out of my feverish researching, but all I could talk about on break was how close I was to cracking it. It's all I can think of now. Wallis warned me the Director would be irate if this took precedence over my work on site. I've chosen to ignore the warning. I don't bare any disrespect for the Director, nor do I doubt how important my usual work is. I just know I've found something, something I can't leave to collect dust. 29/06/████. More findings on my personal project. We had a site breach today. I used it to look into some more… restricted data. I was lucky, very lucky, not to be shot. It was worth it though, this is an anomaly all to itself. Records of it are everywhere, they just didn't see all the puzzle pieces. I've been trying to piece them all together as the Site calms down. Something has to be there, it has to. 30/06/████. Site Director Yu requested me in his office, I've been told to expect all information to be classified at the highest level. 01/07/████. I was right. Addendum 01/4121: + ASCP - ACCESSING FILE. The following is an extract from Log 4121/ASCP, a collection of all SCP subjects hypothesised to be affected by SCP-4121's anomalous properties. Note that in some cases SCP-4121 also assists in the maintenance of current containment. For a comprehensive log of persons/GOIs affected by SCP-4121, see Log 4121/AG/P. For recorded events affected by SCP-4121, see Log 4121/AE. SCP item Hypothesis Evidence SCP-096 SCP-096 has not been destroyed due to the effects of SCP-4121. Furthermore 096 has not caused an XK-Class event due to the effects of SCP-4121. See Incident 096-1-A SCP-2399 SCP 2399's repairs have been infinitely stalled by SCP-4121. Foundation countermeasures have similarly been affected. Inactivity regarding Protocol LEGIONNAIRE, effectiveness/maintenance of BARRIER array, state of SCP-2399. SCP-3284 SCP-3284 has not currently breached containment due to the effects of SCP-4121. See Experiment Log B SCP-682 SCP-682's regenerative abilities are caused by SCP-4121, furthermore SCP-682 has not been able to permanently breach containment due to SCP-4121 Retracted. Hypothesis does not take into account the exact nature of SCP-4121's anomalous effects. SCP-3426 The progression towards fulfilling the conditions of SCP-3426 is being prevented by SCP-4121 Multiple research paths unable to proceed beyond points of conception, unifying social theorem or religious unification ideals are similarly prevented. SCP-2317 SCP-2317 has not breached containment due to the effects of SCP-4121, despite its capacity to do so. See SCP-2317/i.6. SCP-001 [REDACTED] [REDACTED] Addendum 02/4121: + Researcher Impairment - ACCESSING FILE. The following is a collection noting the psychological status of Site-Ω1 and various incidents that have hindered research as of ██/██/20██. For the full record of personnel and their full psych evaluations, see Document 4121-SSE. Currently 97% of staff have noted mental, physical, or causal strain to their work. Dr. Emily Horan: DOI1: 08/04/████ NOI2: Dr Horan began to suffer minor anxiety throughout the day, as well as reporting a "foggy memory" of the last three months of her assignment in Site-Ω1. Current Status: Dr Horan was permitted medical leave for 4 days, and was reporting much better mental health upon removal from Site-Ω1. However on return all knowledge of her previous research was removed from Dr Horan's memory. In addition Dr Horan was unable to conceive of new research related to SCP-4121. Dr. Mark Mirandi: DOI: 17/04/████ NOI: Dr Mirandi reported missing research files on SCP-4121, which he then set out to restore. Dr Mirandi has noted a sense of déjà vu upon reporting this incident. Current Status: Dr Mirandi continues to restore his files. Any attempt to remove Dr Mirandi from his causal loop has met with failure. Researcher David Brown: DOI: 02/05/████ NOI: Researcher Brown has suffered 15 panic attacks over the previous 8 days and has been diagnosed with clinical depression, despite having no record of mental illness in multiple prior staff screenings. Researcher Brown has repeatedly expressed that his research cannot be finished. Current Status: Attempts to reassign Researcher Brown have met with failure. Repeated attempts to assign medical aid to Researcher Brown have also met with failure. Attempts to self-terminate by Researcher Brown have met with failure. Researcher Brown currently remains on-site under supervision. Senior Researcher Anaya ████: DOI: 11/05/████ NOI: Senior Researcher Anaya was detained as of 11/05 when she underwent a violent seizure and began to assault fellow staff members and subordinates. Witnesses describe Anaya as "babbling" and note a repeated mention of "the loop" that never breaks/never will be broken/never has been broken. Current Status: Senior Researcher Anaya remains detained in the medical wing and has remained unresponsive. She currently continues to vocalise that "the loop never breaks, never will be, never has been broken." DOI: 27/07/████ NOI: Sergeant Michael Sullivan was responsible for an attempt to euthanise staff members of Site-Ω1. He was successful in eliminating one Researcher Bell, as evident by security footage. Current Status: Attempts to discipline Sergeant Sullivan have been unsuccessful. Researcher Bell has currently been euthanised five times. Both Sergeant Sullivan and Researcher Bell have been quarantined. Site Director ██████ Edwin: [DATA REDACTED BY ORDER OF O5-1.] Addendum 03/4121: + Ethics Review - ACCESSING FILE. The following is an extract from a report compiled by ████ Vann of the Ethics Committee, following an inspection of Site-Ω1. ██████. I have remained in your design for well beyond the time you assigned me, I remain to my course. This is an abomination. Site-Ω1 has the highest rate of staff incident in our entire organisation. In the entire Foundation. Edwin has men and women here rolling a boulder up a hill to just to see it roll down, and you just pile more dirt onto the hill. I've been to Site-[REDACTED], I saw a man feed a child to 682; and I'm more disgusted by this than anything I've seen before. If these experiments had delivered any benefit at all then maybe, just maybe, I would be inclined to understand. I've seen no progress and as such my recommendation is simple, tear it all down. We're financing and enabling torture. There is no excuse. Respectfully ████ Vann Ethics Committee. Addendum 04/4121: + O5 Appeal - CREDENTIALS RECOGNISED. The following is an extract from Director Edwin's review by and appeal to the O5 Council. Interviewed: Site Director ██████ Edwin. Interviewer: O5 Council Foreword: This interview was recorded directly following the review of ████ Vann, and prior to Director Edwin being directly affected by SCP-4121. <Begin Log> O5-3: Dr Edwin, you stand accused of a gross abuse and mishandling of Foundation assets, staff and assigned SCPs. Your site was directly inspected by a representative from the Ethics Committee. Under any normal circumstances, you would be put to death immediately, but the Council has deemed it important to allow you to explain yourself. Edwin: Is that so? Here I was believing the anomaly had saved me too. O5-3: Enough insubordination, Director. It is on your shoulders to dismiss the ethics review, so I suggest you start talking. Edwin: Certainly sir. Mr. Vann was very thorough in his investigation, I am surprised his report was not even remotely slowed by the anomaly, but it is missing some vital information. Despite the conditions my staff face, we have learnt a significant amount from our work at Site-Ω1. O5-4: Such as? Edwin: Firstly and most importantly, the anomaly behaves in multiple ways. While our document states it has a stasis effect, our staff incidents show it also causes a loop. Now you may consider this a minor difference but the behaviour of the space time continuum when faced with stillness, compared when facing a cycle, is significant. O5-4: And you believe this distinction was worth sacrificing lives over? Edwin: What lives have I sacrificed sir? Site-Ω1 has minimal staff casualties. O5-4: You know exactly what I refer to Edwin. Edwin: Sir, we have never had an incident that is worth sacrificing our future for. O5-4: I- O5-7: Four, please. What do you mean, our future? Edwin: I'm sure you're used to the endless existential threats we deal with here, something capable of ending the human race gets found and caged up every day. It's easy to underestimate something that doesn't pose an imminent threat. O5-4: Are you accusing us of negligence Director? Edwin: No sir. Think of it this way. There are many anomalies that we cage, some could doom us all. The human race stands on the edge of a cliff and many of those anomalies are more than capable of pushing us off. This is different. SCP-4121 is not humanity at the edge of a fall, humanity is clinging on by its fingers. Without my research, we are at 4121's mercy. We may stay like that forever, or we may fall when we least expect it. I ask you all here, now, which would you say is worse? O5-1: …you have made your case then, Director? Edwin: Have I made my case? O5-1: If that is all, your appeal will be reviewed by the Council now. Edwin: My appeal? Did you even listen to a word I just said? O5-1: Yes Edwin, we did. Do not try my patience. Guards, dismiss the accused. The Interviewed is dismissed. O5-4: I don't like it, if we let this slide we're throwing away whatever human decency we still have. O5-1: Yet we still must come to a verdict. Terminate the video. <End Log> Footnotes 1. Date of Incident 2. Nature of Incident |
SCP-4122 | safe | Item #: SCP-4122 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4122 is to be stored in a standard locked safe-deposit box. Access is restricted, requiring written permission from two Level 4 personnel. Testing with SCP-4122 is prohibited. Description: SCP-4122 is a section of PVC pipe, 9 cm in diameter and 17 cm long. An arrow is drawn on the side of the object in black permanent marker. Housed within SCP-4122 is a temporal anomaly that shifts objects passing through it 1 second into the future or past, depending on the direction of travel. Objects passing through in the direction of the arrow (hereafter "the forward direction") travel into the future, while objects passing in the opposite direction (hereafter "the backward direction") travel into the past. SCP-4122 was recovered from the possession of Michael Swanson, a tradesman who had been using the object to duplicate currency. Swanson claimed to have retrieved SCP-4122 from a house in the suburbs of Brisbane, Australia after being hired to perform maintenance work on the building's stormwater system. Foundation efforts to locate the house have been unsuccessful, and the address provided by Swanson prior to being amnesticised lead to an undeveloped estate. Addendum A: SCP-4122 Testing Log + Expand Testing Log - Collapse Testing Log Date: 05-11-████ Presiding: Level 3 Senior Researcher Dr. Andreas Weir Assisting: Level 2 Research Assistant May Schumacher Redundant tests redacted for brevity Test 1 Apparatus: Red plastic ping pong ball, 40 mm diameter. Procedure: Ball was dropped through SCP-4122 in the forward direction. Results: Ball vanished from sight for 1 second upon passing through SCP-4122 before emerging and continuing along previous trajectory. Slow motion recording shows the ball disappearing smoothly as it passes an invisible plane near the midpoint of SCP-4122. Test 2 Apparatus: 30 cm steel ruler. Procedure: Ruler was pushed through SCP-4122 in the forward direction. Results: Tip of ruler emerged 1 second after passing through SCP-4122's event horizon. Any motions made with the ruler were repeated by the ruler tip 1 second later. Test 7 Apparatus: Red plastic ball. Procedure: Ball was dropped through SCP-4122 in the backward direction. Result: 0.75 seconds prior to being dropped, and 1 second prior to entering SCP-4122's event horizon, a duplicate instance of the ping-pong ball emerged from SCP-4122. The original instance vanished upon entering SCP-4122's event horizon, leaving only the duplicate. Test 8 Apparatus: Red plastic ball. Procedure: Research Assistant Schumacher was instructed to drop ball through SCP-4122, but stop when a duplicate emerged. Result: Approximately 0.75 seconds before the ball was to be dropped, a duplicate instance emerged. A high-pitched sound1 and brief puff of air not observed in the earlier tests were noted when the duplicate ball emerged. Comparative analysis of both instances could find no difference. Note: This test confirmed the recovery team's report that the object has the ability to duplicate small items. Test 15 Apparatus: 30 cm steel ruler. Procedure: Ruler was pushed through SCP-4122 in the backward direction. Results: Tip of ruler emerged 1 second prior to passing through SCP-4122's event horizon. Motions made by the ruler tip attempted to predict Research Assistant Schumacher's movements by 1 second, but showed visible discrepancies. Ruler was retrieved without incident. Note: This test appears to be inconsistent with the results of Test 8. The research team hypothesizes that there may be some manner of threshold for creating a paradox that this test did not meet. Alternatively, it may simply not work if you've got something stuck in it. Test 16 Apparatus: 30 cm steel ruler. Procedure: Ruler was pushed through SCP-4122 in the backward direction while Research Assistant Schumacher was blindfolded. Results: Tip of ruler emerged 1 second prior to passing through SCP-4122's event horizon. Motions made by the ruler tip accurately predicted all of Research Assistant Schumacher's movements. Note: This test implies that the discrepancies in movements observed in the previous test were the direct result of Schumacher’s awareness of the ruler's future movements. Test 19 Subject: White laboratory rat Procedure: Research Assistant Schumacher was instructed to drop subject through SCP-4122, but stop when a duplicate emerges. Results: Subject was successfully duplicated. SCP-4122 emitted a high pitched sound2 and puff of air consistent with previous tests. Comparative analysis found both instances of the subject to be identical. Note: The research team concluded based on animal testing that SCP-4122 was acceptably safe, and requested authorization to perform human testing in order to retrieve tactile data. Test 22 Subject: D-28512 Procedure: Subject was instructed to push right hand through SCP-4122 in the backward direction. Results: Subject moved to follow instructions, but flinched and pulled his hand back when the duplicate emerged. The duplicate hand was cleanly severed at the wrist, accompanied by a high pitched sound3 and puff of air consistent with previous tests. Comparative analysis has identified no difference between the severed duplicate hand and the subject's actual hand beyond the results of it being detached from the subject's body. Note: Testing was postponed until the lab and equipment could be cleaned of blood. Addendum B: SCP-4122 Audio Analysis Results + Expand Audio Analysis Results (INPUT LEVEL 3 AUTHORIZATION) - Collapse Audio Analysis Results Date: 08-11-████ Description: Multiple samples were provided by the research team. Each consists of approximately half a minute of audio, played at around 30x normal speed and pitched primarily in the ultrasonic range. Voices identified as those of Research Assistant Schumacher, Dr. Weir and D-28512. Transcripts are provided below. Redundant reports redacted for brevity Sample 4122-1 <Begin Transcript> Schumacher: "It didn't come out. Wasn't it supposed to-" Weir: "Schumacher! The walls!" Schumacher: "What? Oh 'kay… they’re red…" Weir: "I noticed!" [A noise consisting of hundreds of plastic, popping noises can be heard increasing in volume in the background. Very distant shouting can also be made out] Schumacher: "Uh, doctor, there are ping pong balls coming out of the walls. Is this part of the test? Should we log this?" Weir: "No, I think we should be leaving before—oh shit." Schumacher: "Doctor? Oh my god doctor, you too? Hang on, I’m going to get you out of here." Weir: [voice noticeably distorted] "This… this is really painful…" [Weir begins a string of profanity, before being cut off by choking noises. The background noise increases to a roar] Schumacher: "Doctor Weir! Andreas, no! Don't go! Come back! Oh my god the floor's disintegrating. Oh no no no, it's pulling me down, help, please, someone help—" [Schumacher's cries for help continue for approximately 8 seconds during which the background noise continues to increase in volume before audio passes beyond discernible range] <End Transcript> Sample 4122-4 <Begin Transcript> Schumacher: "It didn't come out. Wasn't it supposed to-" Weir: "Schumacher! The walls!" Schumacher: "What? Oh 'kay… they’re furry…” Weir: "I noticed!" Schumacher: "… and they're moving…” Weir: "I noticed that too!" [A noise consisting of a combination of squeaking, hissing, chattering and plopping noises can be heard increasing in volume in the background. Very distant screaming can also be made out] Schumacher: "Doctor, I think I'd like to leave now." Weir: "They're not just coming out of the wall, they're taking matter from the wall. This entire building is going to fall apart if—oh shit." Schumacher: "The roof, too. Oh my god doctor, they're falling out of the roof. We're going to be buried in rats. I don't want to be buried in rats—" Weir: [voice noticeably distorted] "Schumacher… it's not just… the building…" Schumacher: "Doctor Weir? Andreas!" [scream] "Oh my god, what the hell is—no, why? Why is this happening? … wait…" [momentary pause, during which the background noise increases to a roar] Schumacher: [audibly clearer, likely due to Schumacher positioning herself closer to the object] "Listen! Listen to me! Stop testing the pipe! You need to stop testing SCP-4—" [Schumacher's voice is abruptly choked off as if something has blocked her mouth. This is followed by approximately 6 seconds of muffled screaming before audio passes beyond discernible range] <End Transcript> Note: Testing of SCP-4122 has been discontinued indefinitely by order of O5-9. Footnotes 1. See Addendum B - Audio Analysis Report 4122-1 2. See Addendum B - Audio Analysis Report 4122-4 3. 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SCP-4123 | euclid | Item#: 4123 Level1 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4123 is contained in a standard secure containment room in Site-137. Aside from standard containment teams, a team of volunteers from the Department of Anomalous Ambassadors has been assembled with the purpose of playing a game with SCP-4123 once a day. Team members are expected to have a Cognitive Resistance Value (CRV) of 15, be knowledgeable about board games and sports, and have at least minimal survival skills. Members are not expected to partake in the containment efforts every game, but it is recommended to participate whenever possible. Any and all SCP-4123 volunteers may consult Agent Gene (the current supervisor of the SCP-4123 containment team) to join. Description: SCP-4123 denotes a dark brown attache case with two cartoonish white gloves that float directly in front of the case. The gloves are sapient, and will animatedly move around to express thoughts.1 They will frequently manifest various objects from within the briefcase, which they will then use to organize games with nearby persons. However, the case appears non-anomalous when opened by a human and will always contain a third inanimate white glove. SCP-4123 has never retrieved the third glove for unknown reasons and vehemently denies its existence. SCP-4123 will float to the nearest individuals to ask them to play its games, and is capable of teleportation if no individuals are nearby. It will continually poke them on the forehead until they participate in the game. The longest that someone has gone without participating in a game is three months of continual poking, after which they were sent to the site psychologist for forehead-poking related mental trauma. An x-ray later revealed a harmless small dent in their skull in the location that they were poked. Discovery: SCP-4123 was discovered by three Foundation staff at a containment strategy meeting. The following transcript was recorded. Logistician Pavlis: -and that is why this will increase containment effectiveness by 50%. Agent Gene: Thank you. Is there anything else on the agenda today? <SCP-4123 manifests in the room. Everyone turns to look at it.> Agent Gene: Um… What is that thing? Logistician Pavlis: Did this escape from the disembodied salesman containment? <SCP-4123 holds up one finger of its right hand, and pulls a chess knight out of the briefcase with its left. The right hand then snaps its fingers as SCP-4123 approaches Agent Torres, handing him the chess piece.> Agent Torres: What is this? Is this like some kind of random surprise test for agents? Agent Gene: No, games are strictly banned at all our tests. They have a history of distracting the examiners.2 <Agent Torres reaches out and grabs the chess piece. Exterior footage of the room displays all contents of the room being sucked into 4123’s briefcase.> <Interior footage of the room displays that the room has changed: there are black and white squares all over the walls, the window that previously overlooked the Manhattan skyline now overlooks a medieval castle and the table in the middle of the room now has a chessboard on top of it. The three staff are seated across an entity resembling a large man with a horse head.> <The large man with a horse head neighs and points at the pieces on the board.> Logistician Pavlis: Oh, this is chess! Let me play, I'm great at chess. Agent Gene: Are you sure? I have never seen you play. Logistician Pavlis I was the top player of my chess club in third grade. <Logistician Pavlis moves a pawn. After a few seconds of contemplation, the equine figure eats the pawn. SCP-4123 hold up a sign with the words “7 POINTS!!!”.> Logistician Pavlis: I…what? <Agent Gene and Agent Torres look at each other for a moment then both give an exasperated sigh. Pavlis stares in shock. Agent Torres: I think we need to eat the pieces. <The equine entity neighs. Agent Gene and Agent Torres each grab a chess piece and put it in their mouths. Logistician Pavlis refuses to eat a piece out of principle.> Agent Gene: Thish ishn't ash bad ash I thought. It tastes like chocolate. <Agent Torres immediately spits out the chess piece and begins panting rapidly. Analysis later showed the chess piece to be made entirely out of capsaicin.> <SCP-4123 awards zero points to Agent Torres, ten points to Agent Gene, and a yellow penalty card to Logistician Pavlis. It then manifests a small trumpet out of the case and blows a victory tune. The camera shakes again, signifying a return to the baseline meeting room. Agent Gene and Logistician Pavlis are standing, confused. Agent Torres is still panting rapidly.> SCP-4123 was moved into containment following this event. Addendum-1: Game Logs After being acquired by the Foundation, it was noted that the content of the games organized could be influenced by handing items to SCP-4123. This log is intended to record the most notable items presented and the resulting games: Item Presented Game Observations A birthday cake A large birthday cake was created and a variety of cake-measuring instruments were provided. Participants were encouraged to use the instruments to guess the size of the cake, and the participant which guessed closest was declared the winner. Participants were explicitly banned from using their own measurement tools, citing that it would provide an unfair cake-measuring advantage. Participants in this game were very hesitant to touch the cake, as they feared it might be poisonous. However, the provided measuring implements indicated that the cake was simultaneously nutritious and delicious. A ping pong ball A tabletop tennis match with three color-coded balls that signified that each had to be scored by a different player. Scoring a ball of the wrong color caused the player's nose to temporarily physically change to the color of the ball. Scoring a ball of the correct color also caused the player's nose to change to that color. It was unclear whether the color change is a penalty or a reward. The participants of this game were colorblind, and were unable to effectively play the game as a result. SCP-4123 expressed regret and changed the game to a normal table tennis match. It appeared to be depressed as a result of its original game not being played, but the participants stated that they had fun despite not playing the intended game. A bag of dust The participants were judged by how large of a bite they could take out of a pile of dust while Another One Bites the Dust by Queen played in the background. Notably, singing the song results in a penalization card by SCP-4123. At the start of the game, participants were instructed by researchers to not eat the dust due to possible negative health effects. However, the participants responded "Don't stop me now, cause I'm having a good time." They were stopped by the researchers and lost SCP-4123's game by default. A copy of Dance Dance Revolution SCP-4123 brought the participants to an extradimensional space where they were instructed to perform a dance-off. Inflatable balloon arrows would fly towards the participants, which they were instructed to dodge. It was discovered that SCP-4123 has an extreme distaste for La Macarena, as it would incessantly poke the participants if they attempted the dance. This did not stop participants from performing La Macarena. A calligraphy set stained with green paint Three rounds of paintball. Any time a participant was struck with a ball, they were only allowed to reenter the game if they recited a poem about their feelings of the game. The majority of players expressed significant enjoyment of the game in their poems. SCP-4123 clapped after every poem, despite snapping being proper poetry etiquette. Addendum-2: Game 423 On October 18th 2024, Agent Gene entered SCP-4123's containment chamber one hour before the scheduled play session. <Agent Gene enters. The anomaly is floating on one corner, playing a tune by rapping its knuckles on the wall.> Agent Gene: Hey there, 4123. <SCP-4123 spins around slowly.> Agent Gene: Brought you something. <Agent Gene produces a deck of cards from one of their pockets.> See, I've played a lot of your games, nearly every day, and I realized something. You never play. You're always moderating or watching from the sidelines. <SCP-4123 is motionless> Agent Gene: So I thought to myself, why not include you in a play session? It could be fun. <Agent Gene sits on the floor and SCP-4123 approaches them.> Agent Gene: I assume you know how to play Slap. <SCP-4123 lowers itself to Agent Gene's level, leaving the case on the floor and taking half of the cards.> Agent Gene: Let's start, then! <SCP-4123 immediately lightly slaps Agent Gene's face with the cards. Agent Gene stops for a moment, stares at SCP-4123, then sighs.> Agent Gene Alright, I guess you don't know how to play. <Agent Gene teaches SCP-4123 how to play Slap. It initially appears hesitant to slap the cards, but eventually starts to play the game at the same speed as Agent Gene.> <Agent Gene and SCP-4123 play for an hour until the scheduled time for the enactment of SCP-4123's procedures comes. The containment team slowly filters in, watching respectfully as Agent Gene and SCP-4123 play for another three minutes before Logistician Pavlis joins in. Slowly, the other three present members of the team join, playing and laughing for another hour.> Agent Torres: C'mon Pavlis, take your turn already. Logistician Pavlis: Hold on, I gotta respond to this text- <SCP-4123 proceeds to poke Logistian Pavlis until he puts his phone away. The other participants agreed that Pavlis was being rude.> Logistician Pavlis: Fine, fine. Agent Gene: And… I win! Agent Torres: Oh, come on! I was so close! Logistician Pavlis: Well, maybe next round. <They look at SCP-4123> Do you want to play another? <SCP-4123 seems unresponsive.> Agent Torres: Uh, hello? 4123? <SCP-4123 grabs its briefcase, opens it and takes out a medal. The two gloves slowly glide towards Agent Gene, placing the medal around their neck. Sounds of cheering can be heard coming from the third glove inside the briefcase.> Agent Gene: Thank you? <SCP-4123 goes back to its briefcase, closing it. The cheering abruptly stops. Then it grabs the briefcase and retreats to a corner of the room.> Logistician Pavlis And now, what do we do? Is the 4123 game session over or…? Agent Torres: It sure seems so. <Agent Gene seems to be deep in thought, looking at the medal they received. The rest of the group leaves the room. After six minutes, Agent Gene leaves too.> SCP-4123 has not organized any games following this event, even when prompted by personnel. However, it is a willing participant of any games organized by Foundation staff, with "Slap" appearing to be its favorite game. It remains in a corner of its containment room playing "rock, paper, scissors" with itself during its free time. The medal received by Agent Gene had the following text engraved in it: "winner of my first game". Agent Gene has been allowed to keep it. Footnotes 1. Despite this, they are not fluent in sign language, and have refused all attempts to learn. 2. Agent Gene appears to be referring to the “Monopoly Incident” which nearly killed two researchers. |
SCP-4124 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4124 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4124 is to be kept in a storage locker at Site-22, and access is to be limited to Level 3 security personnel wearing Class B protective gloves and SCRAMBLE gear. On-Site personnel are to report any sudden unprofessional relations among staff members. If a relationship is discovered, one of the two involved parties will then be relocated to another Site, depending on location in the chain of command. The surviving staff member of an uncontained 4124-A event is to be administered Class-A amnestics, and assigned to a staff psychologist for counseling and monitored for suicidal tendencies. The corpse of the other staff member is to be disposed of according to standard procedures. Description: SCP-4124 is a small metal figurine in the shape of two children embracing, which stands on a rectangular base. The figure is approximately 24 cm tall, with a 6 cm wide and 5 cm long base. The figure appears to be constructed from platinum.1 The following is engraved on the base in Latin: "amicitia caduca est". This roughly translates to: "Friendship is fleeting". SCP-4124-1 appears to be a male humanoid, approximately 1.8 M tall, carrying a backpack and dressed in a motorcycle helmet with a tinted visor, a bomber jacket, and blue jeans. They bear a blue star shaped tattoo on their neck. SCP-4124-1 has an unnaturally high-pitched voice, falling outside of possible human range. The effects of SCP-4124 are threefold. Following exposure of a subject to SCP-4124 through direct touch, or prolonged visual contact, a period of 1-18 hours will follow in which the subject will develop a friendship with the first person they had prolonged verbal, visual, or physical contact with following exposure (Hereafter referred to as "SCP-4124-2" and "SCP-4124-3"). This friendship will appear to happen naturally, but is hypothesized to be the result of SCP-4124 influencing probability in the nearby environment. Over the following seven weeks, this friendship will strengthen, to the point where SCP-4124-2 and SCP-4124-3 consider themselves "best friends", and often confide in each other. At the beginning of the eighth week, or soon after, an 4124-A event will occur. During an 4124-A event, SCP-4124-2 and SCP-4124-3 will suddenly begin to argue about a current issue, of which they are on opposite sides, commonly religion, politics, or a mistake one of them recently made. This argument will eventually escalate to the point of lethal violence, resulting in one instance murdering the other in self-defense, often in gruesome manner. Upon death of SCP-4124-2 or SCP-4124-3, SCP-4124 will manifest SCP-4124-1 within a 10 M radius of itself. Following manifestation, SCP-4124-1 will then approach the survivor. SCP-4124-1 has proven extremely agile, strong, and fast, and has never been successfully subdued. Depending on the distance between SCP-4124 and the subject, it may take up to fifteen minutes for SCP-4124-1 to reach them. When SCP-4124-1 reaches the subject, it will produce a "friendship bracelet" from its left breast pocket. These bracelets usually are metal bands, and always feature the name of the now deceased target embossed on them. SCP-4124-1 will then hold down the subject, and force the bracelet onto their left wrist. Following this, SCP-4124-1 will vocalize the phrase "Best Friends Forever" once, before demanifestation. The bracelets have proven impossible to remove without amputation. Whenever the survivor looks at the bracelet, they will experience flashbacks, and often begin crying. Amnesticizing the survivor has proven partially successful, making the flashbacks less vivid. There is no complete cure for these effects. These effects often lead to withdrawal from others, distrust, and eventually, suicidal tendencies. A subject who has previously undergone SCP-4124's effects can not experience them again. However, there is no known limit to the amount of people SCP-4124 can effect at one time. Interviewed: [ Dr. Beiderman] Interviewer: [ Senior Researcher D███████] Foreword: [This interview takes place following 4124-A Event 17] <Begin Log, 8:26 A:M █/██/██> Senior Researcher D███████: State your name for the record please. Dr. Beiderman: Dr. Klaus Beiderman. Senior Researcher D███████: What were you doing when the 4124-A event occured? Dr. Beiderman: I was in the secure storage area, cataloging some new Mekhanite texts. I had just locked them back up when it started. Senior Researcher D███████: What did you observe? Dr. Beiderman Somebody across the room from me raised her voice. I assumed she had dropped an artifact, so I ran over to see if I could help. I turned the corner, and it was █████████, yelling at Agent Moorehead. Senior Researcher D███████: Do you recall the subject of the argument? Dr. Beiderman: From what I could tell, Agent Moorehead had misfiled something. Senior Researcher D███████: Thank you, please continue. Dr. Beiderman So they two of them got louder and louder, and I realized that █████████ was reaching into their pocket for something. Senior Researcher D███████: What was the object? Dr. Beiderman An X-ACTO Knife. Everything happened so fast. Agent Moorehead drew his gun and shot at her. She jumped on top of Agent Moorehead, and pulled the knife out, jabbing it into Moorehead's neck. And she kept doing it, over and over. Senior Researcher D███████: At what point did SCP-4124-1 appear? Dr. Beiderman: It couldn’t have been more than two minutes after Agent Moorehead expired. Senior Researcher D███████: Describe the entity, please. Dr. Beiderman: It looked like a normal person by all accounts, with the exception of their face. Senior Researcher D███████: What was wrong with their face? And how did you see their face? Dr. Beiderman: After it vocalized, it turned towards me and lifted its visor before disapparating. Dr. Beiderman is silent for approximately 1 minute. Senior Researcher D███████: Doctor? Dr. Beiderman: Oh, sorry. I'm trying to figure out how to put it in words. Dr. Beiderman: It was an indescribable thing really. Have you ever lost something precious, and looked in the mirror afterwards? You've probably never thought to. This thing's face was contorted into such an expression of loss and pain, it was practically a caricature of the emotion. You could tell that wasn't how it actually felt though. It was clearly insane. Senior Researcher D███████: Thank you. Look, I'm sorry you went through all this. Dr. Beiderman: No, thank you. It helps to have someone to talk to. Senior Researcher D███████: Let's wrap this up then. I'll buy you a drink from the machine down the hall. <End Log, 8:47 A.M.> Closing Statement: Following review of the tapes, it was determined that viewing SCP-4124-1's face yields similar properties to long term viewing of SCP-4124, at an extremely accelerated rate. The remains of Dr. Beiderman were was transferred to Site-███. SCP-4124 was created by POI-14WA5, an Anartist based in the African region of [REDACTED], along with many other POIs. SCP-4124 was discovered during a raid performed by MTF Kappa-29 "Killjoys" on Compound-12, a known anartist meeting place, where an "art show" was in progress. A transcript of the raid can be found in file [DATA EXPUNGED], and an interview with a surviving member of the MTF conducting the raid can be found [DATA EXPUNGED]. Records found at Compound-12 indicate that SCP-4124-1 depicts a former member of POI-14WA5's circle of friends, designated POI-14WC6. POI-14WC6 disappeared following a raid of a prior show by the Global Occult Coalition. POI-14WA5 was "inspired" to make SCP-4124 following this raid. The note-card that was found with SCP-4124 during the raid describes it as a piece on "The futility of friendship". POI-14WC6 appears to be missing from his home in [REDACTED] and is wanted for questioning. + Level 4 Clearance Required - Welcome Site Director To the Current Director. A disinformation protocol has been put into use for the containment of this anomaly. In particular, the ability of the foundation to ensure the survival of both parties is a blatant lie. We did try. But, as mentioned in the main file, this anomaly manipulates probability. Transportation vehicles would experience breakdowns. Mistakes in scheduling would occur. In one case, the pilot of a priority one airlift had a heart attack. In other words, the only way to help people is to keep it out of sight in the first place. Of course, this would cause panic when, inevitably, someone would come under the effects of this SCP. It's human nature to try to do something. We can't accept the death of someone else, even when it's inevitable. In the end, the attempts to save those affected became more expensive than replacing the personnel. So we let the anomaly take its course, incinerate the bodies, and fill out paperwork for "transfer to another site". Mason Strom, Site 22 Director of Security. Footnotes 1. Due to the effects of the SCP, studying its components thoroughly is considered an unnecessary risk to staff who have not experienced its effects, and staff who have experienced its effects refuse to touch the damn thing. -Senior Researcher D███████ ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4124" by Nathan Erickson, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4124. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-4125 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4125 Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-4125 are to be kept within a single ventilated containment cell in Site-14, which is to be exempt from standard janitorial protocols. Whenever an instance of SCP-4125-1 manifests, the cell is to be provided with unlaundered articles of clothing, unwashed dishes and cutlery, as well as the equipment necessary to clean the aforementioned objects and the cell around them. These objects are to remain available for as long as an instance of SCP-4125-1 remains active. All instances of SCP-4125 are to be fitted with microphones for recording of vocalizations, which are to be filtered through a SCRA23 auditory cognitohazard filter, before being analyzed for possible signs of sapience. If an instance of SCP-4125-1 demonstrates any indication of being sapient or aware of its surroundings in its vocalizations, the current SCP-4125 research head is to be contacted. All communication during interviews with sapient instances of SCP-4125-1 is to go through an intercommunication device attached to a SCRA23 automated auditory cognitohazard filter. Following Incident 4125-5, the recovery site of SCP-4125 is to remain under constant surveillance for the manifestation of further anomalous entities. Description: SCP-4125 is a set of 14 gray-green boiler suits devoid of tags or other manufacturer information, designated SCP-4125-A to SCP-4125-M. The objects show damage consistent with approximately 10-20 years of exposure to underwater conditions, although all attempts at dating them have so far proven inconclusive. The objects completely lack openings aside from those for the neck, hands, and feet, rendering them impossible to wear for humanoid subjects. At random intervals,1 incorporeal humanoid entities manifest within the SCP-4125 instances. These entities are collectively designated SCP-4125-1. Instances of SCP-4125-1 are only visible due to the large amounts of smoke2 they constantly emit, which tends to form into a generally humanoid shape within the SCP-4125 instance. Although incorporeal and incapable of manipulating their surroundings by conventional means, instances of SCP-4125-1 are able to manipulate objects through the SCP-4125 instance in which they manifest, often utilizing the sleeves of the suits to hold or grab objects. In addition, SCP-4125-1 instances levitate approximately 5 cm above the ground at all times. Despite this, SCP-4125-1 instances usually make motions resembling a shuffling, bipedal gait while in motion. When left unattended, instances of SCP-4125-1 will attempt to perform various menial labor tasks if provided with proper equipment, including but not limited to cleaning their surroundings as well as washing unlaundered clothing and unwashed dishes and kitchenware, and renovating buildings and infrastructure. If no such equipment is provided, the entities will simply attempt to scrub available surfaces using the sleeves of the SCP-4125 instance, presumably in an attempt to clean them. Most instances of SCP-4125-1 are known to sometimes follow simple commands in English, Armenian, Greek, and Turkish. Instances of SCP-4125-1 regularly emit noises similar to sobbing and audio static, and have been known to vocalize various often heavily muffled phrases in English at random intervals. Approximately 31% of these vocalizations, alongside 14% of assorted noises, contain auditory memetic cognitohazards known to cause the following long-term symptoms in listeners: Difficulties in falling asleep. Occasional short-term and long-term memory loss, including difficulty forming new memories. Extremely vivid and often lucid dreams, with many subjects reporting dreaming of "impossible colors" and fractal shapes. Self-reported increase in exhaustion Self-reported feelings of alienation from and apathy towards the world around them Periods of unresponsiveness to external stimuli Flattening of emotional responses and affects Frequent and uncontrollable bouts of melancholy and longing, with subjects often reporting feelings of immense nostalgia towards something they have never experienced, often associated with the vivid dreams that accompany the infection Periods of uncontrollable sobbing at random intervals After initial infection, symptoms usually begin to manifest in three to five days, with the longest reported time between infection and initial manifestation of symptoms being 41 days. Infection usually ends on its own after approximately 5-7 months. Amnestic treatment has proven ineffective. Show abridged log of SCP-4125-1 vocalizations ACCESS GRANTED No. No. How could they? I have been so [unintelligible] I love them. I am doing this because I love them. They love me and I love them. I don't hate them, I love them. [sobbing] They are so [REDACTED BY SCRA23] cruel, yet so [REDACTED BY SCRA23] I wish [unintelligible] [unintelligible] will do anything as long as [unintelligible] return to [REDACTED BY SCRA23] [unintelligible] didn't want it like we had it. It works on souls different from how bodies work. So I drilled a hole right through my skull, right at forehead level. Let a shaft of [REDACTED BY SCRA23] shine straight in, shimmering like [unintelligible] I deserve this. I deserve this. This is what I deserve. I deserve this. [Instance continued repeating these phrases for approximately 14 minutes] I have never had unkind thoughts about [REDACTED BY SCRA23] [unintelligible] trusted them. I trusted [REDACTED BY SCRA23] and they [unintelligible] My body used to [REDACTED BY SCRA23] and spin like a [unintelligible] but I can't feel that anymore. I can't feel my body anymore. How could it ever come to this? They were supposed to [unintelligible] A star! A star! They love me. They are doing this because they love me. They love me and I love them. They don't hate me, they love me. [Laughter and heavy static, then sobbing] [REDACTED BY SCRA23] is shining in the water. Perhaps the last thing to hold onto when you're drowning. [Laughter, then sobbing] [REDACTED BY SCRA23] are not like us. They are terrible and rapacious beings of [unintelligible] [unintelligible] was not the Fifth World, was [unintelligible] have deceived me? Why [unintelligible] May their names and memories be… May their names and memories… May their… I can't [unintelligible] I followed the [unintelligible] until I met them. The Archons. [unintelligible] been so blind? [unintelligible] so full of stars, once. We were so full of stars, up there. It was all lies. All of it. [REDACTED BY SCRA23] yet so [unintelligible] They are so beautiful, [unintelligible] beings of swirling [REDACTED BY SCRA23] could I not have done what I did? I have never turned away from [REDACTED BY SCRA23] I promise. I promise. I'm forgetting it, why am I [unintelligible] so beautiful, it was all so very beautiful but I can't remember [unintelligible] [unintelligible] as the book said. Then why [unintelligible] Failed the archons. Failed the archons. I have failed the archons. Recovery: SCP-4125 was discovered on July 3, 1986, when a cargo ship reported observing large amounts of smoke rising out of the ocean at approximately 47°N 140°W. The cargo ship contacted the Canadian Coast Guard, which in turn contacted the Foundation after discovering several smoking humanoid figures, later classed SCP-4125-1, attempting to clean and repair the wreck of an approximately 100m long cruise ship. Analysis of the shipwreck revealed that a large spherical section of the ship's interior, including parts of the hull, are missing completely. This is currently presumed to be the cause of the wreckage, as all other damage to the ship appears to be caused by factors relating to the wreckage itself. In addition, the ship lacks all identifying information as well as most furniture, and would likely not be habitable to human subjects before sinking. Several rooms aboard the ship seemed to serve as storage for various electronic equipment of unknown purpose, all heavily damaged by prolonged exposure to seawater. A vast majority of the internal walls were painted with fractal patterns, some of which carry the same memetic cognitohazards as the vocalization of SCP-4125-1 instances. Despite no corpses being found aboard or near the shipwreck, several complete naval uniforms corresponding to no known military or civilian organization were found aboard, all showing damage similar to that of the SCP-4125 instances. These uniforms lacked all identifying information with the exception of a five-pointed tin star affixed to the cap in the spot of the cap badge. Initial Foundation recovery of an instance of SCP-4125 occurred on July 7, when an unmanned exploration vehicle recovered the object now classed SCP-4125-A, then believed to be a non-anomalous jumpsuit. Shortly after being taken aboard the SCPS █████, the entity later classed as SCP-4125-A-1 manifested and began to scrub the deck using its sleeves before being subdued by security personnel. As the Foundation remained unsure of the anomalous properties of SCP-4125-1 instances, the decision was made to wait until the instances demanifested and then recover the inert SCP-4125 instances. Incident 4125-4: On March 13, 1991, SCP-4125-E-57 vocalized the following statement during washing of Foundation jumpsuits: [unintelligible] logo. Can it be [unintelligible] can't be the Foundation [unintelligible] same people who [unintelligible] Can you hear me? Can anyone hear me? If anyone can hear me, please [REDACTED BY SCRA23] speak [REDACTED BY SCRA23] name is [unintelligible] please speak to [REDACTED BY SCRA23] This marks the first sign of self-awareness observed from an instance of SCP-4125-1. Following the possible discovery of sapience in SCP-4125-E-57, standard interview protocols were conducted. Interview Log SCP-4125-E-57-1 13.3.1991 ACCESS GRANTED Interviewed: SCP-4125-E-57 Interviewer: Dr. Nicholas Foreword: This interview was conducted to ascertain the possible sapience of SCP-4125-E-57. It was conducted through an intercom outfitted with a SCRA23 automated auditory cognitohazard filter to filter out auditory memetic cognitohazards from the vocalizations of SCP-4125-E-57. <Begin Log> Dr. Nicholas: Greetings, SCP-4125-E-57. If you can hear me and are capable of responding, please state your name for the record. SCP-4125-E-57: Another person? I am [unintelligible] have been saved. My name is Randall Ramirez. Do you [unintelligible] recognize me? Dr. Nicholas: I do not. SCP-4125-E-57: I'm an actor. Or I at least used to be, I think. I played the main character in A Piece of Star-Filled Sky, I was in Eyes Yet To Open, I was in [REDACTED BY SCRA23] have forgotten so much. What happened? Do you remember Jarbah, with Tamarah Scheele playing that plant woman?3 Dr. Nicholas I'm sorry to say, but I do not. SCP-4125-E-57: What has happened to me? She looked so damn beautiful in that makeup. What have they [unintelligible] Dr. Nicholas Are you aware of the Foundation and its activities? SCP-4125-E-57: I have forgotten so much, but I remember it. I don't know how, but I remember the Foundation. I remember the grey concrete walls, the white labcoats, the same kind that [unintelligible] remember the men in black suits who came to my house one night and shoved me into the black car outside. They put me in a room kinda like this one, no sink or dirty dishes but it was like this one, still air and silent walls. I had won some big award that night, I think, gave a speech about that one book I had read, or was it a film I saw? The one [REDACTED BY SCRA23] gave me. There was a man behind the glass just like you, I can't remember his face, did he even have a face, asking me about the book, about the award, about my career and about [unintelligible] recognized the symbol on the jumpsuit I was washing, the three arrow one without any stars on it, same symbol as on the syringe full of black sludge they jabbed in my arm when they were done with me. Said something about, what was that word, Cetus. Project Cetus4. Like that whale monster from that one movie, I can't remember the name. That's it, that's all I can remember. Dr. Nicholas I'll look into it. Are you aware that you are an anomalous non-human entity? SCP-4125-E-57: I am human. I remain human. I can't feel my body. I can't feel my soul, but I remain human. I have to. They told me I would remain human, even when [REDACTED BY SCRA23] more human than those left in the false world, under the false stars, false souls trapped in false bodies like swirling smoke in a sphere of glass waiting to be shattered. I am beyond them. Even after [unintelligible] was cast down, I remain more human than them. Torn from the beautiful eternities of [unintelligible] and shackled to this [unintelligible] so cold and [unintelligible]. What have I done to [unintelligible] washing gross dishes to sate the cruel whims of the [unintelligible] was it a reward? I remember them telling me [unintelligible] but why would they then [unintelligible] Dr. Nicholas: Do you know what caused you to become an anomalous entity? SCP-4125-E-57: I was cast down. That must have been it. This is a punishment, at least I think it's a punishment for [unintelligible] can't even remember what it was [unintelligible] can't be a reward, because what kind of reward would [unintelligible] must have committed some form of transgression. I have to. They wouldn't have done this to me otherwise. If I only [unintelligible] Dr. Nicholas: A transgression? Against who? SCP-4125-E-57: The Archons. Cruel and rapacious spirits from the [unintelligible] used to love them, I really did. They were the ones who gave me the opportunity to [unintelligible] must have loved them at one point. Now, I know how cruel they truly can be, after they sent me here, to this [unintelligible] far from the Fifth World. So little light reaches down here. The stars are so different, I know they don't intend to but they lie, they lie to [unintelligible] moved like sick puppets, like records, like actors acting out some D-list production that none of them gave a [unintelligible] but I loved them. Dr. Nicholas: What is the Fifth World? SCP-4125-E-57: Imagine endless hallways, like in a big hotel, the patterns on the floor and the pattern on the walls swirling like smoke as you flow past them, feeling it all move through yourself as you've never moved before. Imagine the night sky, so full of stars, but the stars are all [REDACTED BY SCRA23] no longer lie to you. And imagine it all beating, shifting, swirling, twisting, quaking, like a soundless song coming from the rooms above but it's all coming from inside your soul. Imagine living your entire life with a smooth black stone shackled to yourself without ever seeing it only for that stone to turn to smoke before your eyes as you realize that you can finally step through the gate that was intended for you and live as you have always wanted to without ever knowing you wanted to. That black stone is the barren desolation that is this fallen reality and the place beyond that gate is the Fifth World. At least, that's what the Archons told me as they caressed me, letting it all flow deep into my soul as I sunk through the manifolds of this failed existence and into the Fifth World, or at least they told me it was the Fifth World. I [unintelligible] must have been the transgression. I doubted them, and I doubted the Fifth World. Dr. Nicholas: Can you tell me more about how you entered this place? SCP-4125-E-57: I'm sorry, it's [unintelligible] have lost so much. My head feels like smoke right now, my body feels like smoke, my [unintelligible] feels like smoke, my soul feels like smoke. I can't really remember, as I said, I have lost so much. Either that or it was [unintelligible]. I'm sorry. Only thing I remember is the whispering embrace of the Archons, I truly felt it, something deep inside that [REDACTED BY SCRA23] was in motion but it was no kind of motion that I had ever felt before, dissonant shivering yet rhythmic thumping and rapturous [unintelligible] at the same time and that motion felt like the key to a lock deep within me. Was I on drugs? [unintelligible] been on, I can't remember what. The entire thing felt like I was burning, starting from within and ascending outwards through myself until I reached that place. I can't remember where I first knew I had reached it, might have been when I noticed that the floors weren't rocking anymore like they were on the ship, rather [unintelligible]. It was on a big ship, wasn't it? It probably was, or at least I can remember the sea and the night sky and all the stars. Or was that in the Fifth World? I've lost so much, I'm sorry. Dr. Nicholas: Were you alone during this procedure or were others present, anomalous or otherwise? SCP-4125-E-57: There were others, many others. I can't remember their faces, they swirl around in my head and twist together. Tamarah wasn't there, that much I'm certain of. Big film guys, most of them, you essentially had to be a big film guy to get in there. Producers, directors, musicians, and actors like me, of course. There was that one man from the Church, Stanford something or what was his name, looking real fine in his blue uniform with the star insignia. He was there, now I remember, he was the one who [unintelligible] were probably around four or five of them. It was so hard to make it out, I can't really remember, might have been thousands of them spinning around in that big room, might have been just one as far as I saw. But there were probably around four or five of them. Dr. Nicholas: Can you remember if any of these people were present in the location you arrived at? SCP-4125-E-57: I'm not sure, I think I saw Kramer in a hallway once, looking out over the ocean. That's what his name was, the man in the naval uniform. Stan Kramer, real nice guy. I don't know where the others went, though, or even if they ever got up there. There were many others there, people that I did't recognize. None from the film business. Many of them seemed to have been there a lot longer than me. Some didn't even speak English, I think, though things like that weren't usually an issue up there. Didn't talk much, most of the ones who had been there longer than me. Dr. Nicholas: Are you aware of the fact that while we have observed many individuals in a similar… state as yours, you are the first to respond to questions? SCP-4125-E-57: Yeah, I figured as much. I think I saw others, briefly, can't remember where. Others enduring similar things as me, many who seemed to have gone through this thing more times than I had. We were all put into this big room, like an auditorium or conference hall, me and a large bunch of different people. At least most of them looked like they had once been people. It was really cramped. Most of them were just mumbling incoherent things, cursing or praising the Archons like broken records or sobbing. Not that it listened. It stood so proud, there at the seashore, just radiating arrogance. I can't remember a word of what it said, yet the message was clear. We had [REDACTED BY SCRA23] were to be punished for it. That thing, it had so many colors, too, inside it, so many colors that I hadn't seen before I first ever entered that place. I haven't seen the colors since, not like I saw them up there. They were so much more vivid, up there. I'm forgetting them, I've forgotten so much. Dr. Nicholas: Thank you, I believe that is all. Is there anything else you remember or want to say, or shall I conclude the interview? SCP-4125-E-57: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spoken to you, they told me not to [REDACTED BY SCRA23] but I saw the [unintelligible] so I had to [unintelligible] told me I wasn't allowed to speak to people down here, but [unintelligible] had forgotten so much. Perhaps this is deliberate on their part, the things I've forgotten, to [unintelligible] put me here knowing that I'd speak, so that they could [unintelligible] if I knew what it is that they're punishing me for, if I knew what they're punishing you [unintelligible] I'm sorry. [unintelligible] <End Log> Closing Statement: After the conclusion of this interview, SCP-4125-E-57 has become unresponsive and all further attempts to communicate with it have failed. SCP-4125-E-57 continues to occasionally emit noises similar to audio static. On April 30, 1991, SCP-4125-E-57 demanifested as normal. Five days later, approximately 41% of Site-14 personnel were found to suffer from the cognitohazardous effects of SCP-4125-1 instances, despite never having been in contact with an instance of SCP-4125-1. The cause of this is currently unknown. █ ███ ███ ███ ███ ███ █ ███ █ █ ███ █ █ ███ █ █ ░ █ █ ███ █ █ █ █ █ █ ███ █ █ █ ███ █ ███ ███ ███ █ ███ █ █ ███ █ █ ░ ███ ███ ███ █ █ ███ █ ░ █ ███ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ░ █ █ █ █ █ █ ███ █ █ █ █ ███ █ █ █ █ ███ █ ███ ███ █ ░ █ ███ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ░ ███ ███ ███ █ █ ███ █ ░ █ █ ███ █ █ █ █ █ █ ███ █ █ █ ███ █ ███ ███ ███ █ ███ █ █ ███ █ █ ░ █ ███ ███ ███ ███ ███ █ ███ █ █ ███ █ █ ███ █ █ DEACTIVATING COUNTERCONCEPTUAL CAMOUFLAGE This Incident Report is under investigation by the Counterconceptual Division, and has been protected with Alfa-class Counterconceptual Camouflage in addition to standard network security measures. If you are able to see this message, you have received the proper inoculation to read this report. Incident 4125-5: On May 5, 1991, the OSCAZ Internal Network Crawler5 detected that approximately 15 minutes of security footage from Site-14 had gone unreviewed since their recording on April 30, 1991. Review of the footage showed that it depicted an anomalous entity resembling a large cloud of smoke, designated SCP-4125-α. This entity appears capable of creating a large variety of visual antimemetic cognitohazards designed to prevent observers from forming memories of it or recordings of it, as well as memetic cognitohazards with effects similar to the vocalizations of SCP-4125-1 instances. In addition, the entity displayed minor reality-bending capabilities. Foreword: The video was transcribed by researchers under the effect of mnestic drugs, used to inhibit the effects of the antimemetic cognitohazards present in the video. A MBLE25 automated visual cognitohazard filter was used to automatically filter out visual memetic cognitohazards. <Begin Log> [00:00-03:11]: SCP-4125-α appears over the horizon northwest of Site-14, levitating approximately 5 m off the ground. Entity approaches the main gate of Site-14. [03:12-03:15]: SCP-4125-α uses reality-bending abilities to open the main gate to Site-14 and enters the site. Site-14 records show that the on-site Kant counter designed to detect local fluctuations in reality experienced an electrical failure at approximately 03:13, leaving them unable to detect the reality fluctuations caused by SCP-4125-α. Security Officers guarding the gate do not notice the entity. [09:20-13:51]: SCP-4125-α levitates towards the Euclid-Class Containment Wing of Site-14. Site staff are frequently seen noticing the entity, before being affected by its antimemetic effects and forgetting it. [13:52-14:24]: SCP-4125-α arrives outside the containment chamber of SCP-4125, using its reality-bending capabilities to open the gate to the containment cell. The smoke that SCP-4125-α consists of begin to swirl at a faster pace, and at 14:05, a humanoid shape can briefly be seen within the smoke, mostly obscured by cognitohazards redacted by the MBLE25 automated visual cognitohazard filter. [14:25-15-23]: SCP-4125-α enters the containment chamber, in which SCP-4125-E-57, SCP-4125-B-55 and SCP-4125-M-49 can be seen removing labcoats from a washer. SCP-4125-α manifests several hand-like appendages seemingly composed from smoke, which it uses to grab SCP-4125-E-57 and pull it into the cloud of smoke. [15:24-15:25]: SCP-4125-α emits a bright flash of light before vanishing alongside SCP-4125-E-57. SCP-4125-E and the item later designated SCP-4125-β fall to the ground. <End Log> SCP-4125-β is a naval uniform similar to the ones found on the shipwreck on which SCP-4125 was discovered, aside from Yankee-class Counterconceptual Camouflage woven into the pattern of the fabric and a large five-pointed star made up of beryllium bronze attached to the chest. Footnotes 1. Average of 25 days. The shortest recorded interval so far has been 5 hours (SCP-4125-J-10 to SCP-4125-J-11) while the longest interval lasted for 5 months and 23 days (SCP-4125-H-32 to SCP-4125-H-33) 2. Mainly consisting of various hydrocarbons, nitrogen oxides, and water vapor, as well as large amounts of ozone and boron compounds along with particles of tar and soot. For a full chemical analysis, see Document 4125-██ 3. None of the movies or individuals mentioned by SCP-4125-E-57, nor any actor by the name "Randall Ramirez" have been proven to exist 4. No records exist of this interview, nor of any such Foundation protocol 5. The OSCAZ Internal Network Crawler is a webcrawler developed by the Counterconceptual Division to detect counterconceptually camouflaged files within the IntSCPFN network. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4125" by A Blessed Feline, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4125. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4126 | safe | Item #: SCP-4126 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4126 is to be neatly folded and stored in a standard anomalous object storage container with padding on its floor, ceiling, and walls. The object is currently being stored in Area-12, the area in which it was discovered. When sentience is gained, the object is allowed to roam the facility under supervision of at least one Foundation personnel. Due to concerns of the security precautions regarding its permission to roam the facility freely, SCP-4126-B has been restricted to staying within 3 meters (10 feet) of its supervisor, and may only roam for 2/3 of the time in which it maintains sentience. At least one Level-2 Foundation personnel must supervise SCP-4126-B and keep track of time. When its roaming period has expired, SCP-4126-B is to be escorted back to its containment chamber for its remaining time of sentience. This does not apply to the exceptions of its “haunting cycle” such as the week leading up to Halloween (See paragraph five of Description for more information). In the rare event in which SCP-4126-B refuses to comply with the commands of personnel, Halloween-themed candy, such as candy corn or bars of milk chocolate, are to be retrieved and used as a form of bait. A pea-sized tracking device has been sewn into its fabric in the events in which SCP-4126-A is taken without proper permission or lost. Dr. █████, the researcher who discovered SCP-4126, was voluntarily tasked with supervising SCP-4126-B. Description: SCP-4126 is a standard white bedsheet for a king sized mattress. The bedsheet does not have a tag or brand name on it. On the center of the sheet are two equally-sized and parallel holes cut neatly into the sheet. Closer inspection shows no form of damage or wear. However, being within 0.9 meters (3 feet) of the object can cause problems with radio frequencies, specifically that of cellular devices and any form of radio. This complicated the creation of a tracking device for SCP-4126, though the use of an aluminum alloy was found to be quite effective against its effects. SCP-4126 usually lays completely still as a bedsheet in its “resting” form, or SCP-4126-A. However, the bedsheet will occasionally rise on its own as if being put on by someone. This state is classified as SCP-4126-B, or its "haunting" form. Looking under the sheet reveals nothing; no human, entity, or any form of organism, living or dead. In its “haunting” form, as dubbed by personnel, SCP-4126-B gains the ability to speak English in a similar voice to that of an American male approximately between ages 16 and 21, and has an estimated IQ of average intelligence for that age. SCP-4126-B is both sentient and sapient, and enjoys “messing around” with Foundation personnel by attempting to “spook” them by shouting “boo” and/or appearing from the ground, ceiling, or surrounding walls. The object also seems to have virtually no sense of seriousness or urgency (See Addendum 4126-1 for more information). In this form, SCP-4126-B becomes incorporeal and is no longer affected by the laws of gravity, collision, propulsion, motion, or mass. The negation of these laws of physics grants SCP-4126-B the ability to effortlessly phase through almost all forms of physical matter (See Addendum 4126-4 for the exception) and float upside down without folding in on itself. It locomotes via levitation which has been made possible by its incorporeal nature. The propulsion/pull that allows SCP-4126-B to move without any known limbs, wings, or other appendages required for movement has yet to have been explained, and all theories regarding this have proven to be either ridiculous or false. Despite being unable to collide with most physical matter, SCP-4126-B inexplicably possesses the ability to allow collision with any living organism. By what has been viewed, it only grants this to individuals who it can trust, such as Dr. █████, the supervisor and discoverer of the object. Only seven known Foundation personnel besides Dr. █████ have been granted this ability. When not trying to “spook” Foundation personnel, SCP-4126-B is generally compliant and very polite with foundation personnel. Some individuals have taken to visiting it often. Due to its low risk of danger and well behaved nature, communication and visits with SCP-4126-B are generally permitted. SCP-4126-B only stays in this form for up to twelve hours a day (See paragraph five of Description for more details), then turns back into SCP-4126-A, or its “resting” form. It is to be located and folded neatly in its containment chamber after this change. As a result of the new security protocols set in place (See Special Containment Procedures for more information), SCP-4126-A can now easily be located. When becoming aware of the object’s change of form, whether it be visually or from approximated time span of sentience, the designated supervisor of SCP-4126-B is to report to SCP-4126’s containment chamber, neatly fold it, and place it on its designated table. The time span in which it stays in its “haunting” form, or SCP-4126-B, depends on the current Moon phase in the lunar cycle1, current holiday, and/or time of day. By default, SCP-4126 is most active at night, but is sometimes found in its “haunting” form in the middle of the day. Rather than all lunar phases being related to its “haunting cycle”, SCP-4126 only reacts to the 8 major moon phases2. If the lunar cycle is drawing closer to a full moon, SCP-4126 becomes more active by 1 1/2 hours each day, and less active by 1 1/2 hours each day when drawing closer to a new moon. When it is a full moon, SCP-4126 remains in its “haunting” form for the full twelve-hour timespan; on the contrary, SCP-4126 remains in its “resting” form for the whole day on a new moon. The only exceptions to this “haunting cycle” are October 31 and November 1. For the week leading up to Halloween, SCP-4126 will remain in its “haunting” form without end. It will also show immense joy and celebrate the holiday in a few different ways (see Addendum 4126-3). On All Saints Day, i.e. November 1, the object will remain in its “resting” form for the entire day. These two circumstances are not affected by the “haunting cycle” in any way. After these eight days, the “haunting cycle” once again takes effect until the week leading up to Halloween one year later. This has happened every year with no change in activity or dates in which activities occur. SCP-4126 was discovered when the bedsheet of Dr. █████ from Area-12 started talking to him as he slept. He would wake up and imagine that it was simply a figment of his imagination, until the bedsheet spoke to him while he was conscious, begging him to “release” it. The object was soon after brought upon the Foundation’s attention and given an SCP classification. It is possible that, if applied to a mattress, SCP-4126-B is rendered completely immobile whilst maintaining sentience and cognitive functions. Testing on the matter will be done in the future, though made difficult due to the randomness of the times in which SCP-4126 changes its form. (See Addendum 4126-4 for results on testing with matresses.) Addendum 4126-1: An interview was being conducted on SCP-4126-B shortly after SCP classification to obtain a basic understanding of its sentience. The interview did not go as planned. Interviewed: SCP-4126-B Interviewer: Dr. ███ <Begin Log> Dr. ███: SCP-4126-B, would you mind if I asked you a few questions? SCP-4126-B: Of course not, my man! What's up? Dr. ███: How long have you been sentient? SCP-4126-B: I dunno. That's like asking if I remember being born. Do you? Dr. ███ begins to write down a few notes. SCP-4126-B: Hey, what's that on your shoulder? Dr. ███ looks at his shoulder and back, only to see that SCP-4126-B was gone. It had decided to sneak up behind him to shout “boo”, surprising Dr. ███ and causing him to flinch. SCP-4126-B returns to its side of the table, snickering. Dr. ███: Okay, you had your fun. Let’s move on. Now, have you ever- SCP-4126-B: (Interrupting Dr. ███) Hey, there's a mustard stain on your shirt. Dr. ███ looks down at his shirt, only to be surprised by SCP-4126-B, who quickly emerged from the floor where Dr. ███‘s feet lay. SCP-4126 once again returns to its original position, laughing. Dr. ███: SCP-4126-B, that is quite enough. Please, just answer my questions so we can make this shorter than it has to be- SCP-4126-B: There's a spider above you! Dr. ███ looks up only to see SCP-4126-B looking down at him from above his head. Dr. ███: This interview is over. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4126-B seems to have little-to-no understanding of when serious behavior is required. It has not a care in the world, and simply wants to make people jump from their seats with its shenanigans. That being said, there’s something so oddly… likable about it. It could be its polite attitude and hearty (no pun intended) personality, or it might have some sort of memetic effect that causes others around it to enjoy its company. Who knows? All that’s for certain is that it means no harm and has an eternal desire for fun. How delightful. Addendum 4126-2: SCP-4126-B does not try to leave the facility on purpose. Rather, similarly to SCP-343, it chooses to stay within its confines. It once drifted to the surface out of curiosity, where is was quickly discovered and escorted back to the facility through use of Halloween-based candy. Since then, SCP-4126-B must stay within the supervision of at least one Foundation personnel at all times, and is only permitted to roam within 3 meters (10 feet) of its supervisor. SCP-4126-B must also be returned to its containment chamber after a certain time depending on the moon phase in the lunar cycle. This does not apply to the exceptions of its “haunting cycle”, such as the week leading up to Halloween (See paragraph five of Description for more information). Addendum 4126-3: SCP-4126-B was observed to experience a behavioral change in the week leading up to Halloween. Its behavioral changes can be categorized in three stages; the first three lasting two days, while the fourth only one day. Each stage overlaps each other, with the final stage being a sort of “grand finale”. The following are the four stages of the behavioral changes: Stage 1: Candy Exactly seven days before Halloween, SCP-4126-B will remain in its “haunting” form without end and act in a notably joyful manner. In addition, it will begin giving candy to some on-Site personnel. This candy includes chocolate, gummy candy, and lollipops. This candy drops out from the bottom of SCP-4162-B and through its eye holes. All candy given by SCP-4126-B has a Halloween theme, such as candies being shaped like pumpkins and wrapping with orange and black color schemes. This candy is completely normal with no potential anomalous health risks or anomalous properties. For this reason, all personnel who are given candy by SCP-4126-B are permitted to eat said candy, but must report any anomalous or otherwise abnormal effects to their supervisors. At this point in time, no anomalous occurrences regarding consumption of the candy have been reported. Stage 2: Decorations Two days after Stage One, SCP-4126-B will begin to hang up Halloween-themed decorations across the facility when no one is present. These decorations include Jack-o-Lanterns, rubber bats that are tied to strings, skeletons, Halloween banners, and black/orange balloons tied to stairways and tables. Whenever SCP-4126-B starts decorating, all nearby cameras display static for a limited time. The static ends approximately three minutes after cutting out, which is how long it takes for the decorating to end. It only does so when there are no personnel within the room, and any personnel intruding on the decorating stage are simply asked politely by SCP-4126-B to return in a few minutes. It is unknown where SCP-4126-B gets access to all of these decorations, but, similar to its candy, they have no anomalous properties or effects. To this day, no anomalies have been reported about these decorations, either. Stage 3: Encouragement Another two days after Stage Two, Halloween-themes music will begin to play across the PA system at random times. This happens once per day, typically after 6:00 PM CST. The songs vary from Thriller to Monster Mash and have no pattern or way of predicting the next song. The object also starts to encourage all personnel to wear costumes for every Halloween. Ever since SCP-4126 has been contained, more and more personnel have been seen celebrating the season with costumes. At the time of this addendum being recorded, approximately 75% of the on-site personnel who have met SCP-4126-B have begun wearing costumes to celebrate. Stage 4: The Monster Mash On the day of Halloween, music with a Halloween theme will play over the PA from 6:00 PM to 10:00 PM CST with a five-minute intermission between songs. SCP-4126-B will begin preparing some sort of social gathering, referred to as “The Monster Mash” by the object, in a main area of socialization- typically the cafeteria. These preparations include even more decorations, food, beverages, and candy. It is encouraged by the Site Director to attend the party if possible, though not a mandatory event. This includes security personnel, as all other on-site SCP objects enter a comatose state, of course only applying to those that are sentient, which lasts throughout the duration of the gathering. Personnel who consume any of the food or drink have been observed to feel a small sensation of euphoria which lasts up to ten minutes after consumption. The object acts as a form of overseer of the social gathering and watches over the attendants. At exactly 10:00 PM, all music over the PA will cease and the “Monster Mash” will officially conclude, followed by all personnel being instructed to leave by the object. It does so in a calm but firm tone until all personnel vacate the premises of the social gathering. Aftermath By morning, the area of the party and all decorated rooms will be fully reverted; no decorations, candy, or other objects from SCP-4126-B remaining. SCP-4126-A will soon be found neatly folded in its containment chamber. Above SCP-4126’s chamber door will be one final banner that reads “Happy Halloween!” in an orange and black papyrus font. Addendum 4126-4: As previously stated in paragraph six of Description, theories were being made regarding SCP-4126 and matresses. it was theorized that SCP-4126 is rendered completely immobile when applied to a properly-sized mattress for the object, or a king sized mattress to be specific. the test can be seen below: Test 4126-1 - 24/9/██ > Subject: SCP-4126 > Procedure: SCP-4126-A was applied to three different king sized matresses in three days to test the theory of whether SCP-4126-B has a reaction to mattresses or not. The results were observed by Dr. ██████ via video recording when the test had concluded. > Results: For all three mattresses, SCP-4126-B showed the same result; being unable to move slightest while begging in a scared and confused tone for someone to "release" it. This test was the first, and only, known instance in which SCP-4126-B was observed to cry or even express any known negative emotion. > Analysis: This test proves all theories of SCP-4126 and mattresses to be true- applying SCP-4126 to a mattress causes complete immobility in the object while still maintaining sentience. It also appears that mattresses are the only form of physical matter that SCP-4126 cannot/refuses to phase through. This newly-gained information will be useful in development of future containment methods. Personal Notes: Watching SCP-4126-B suffer in such a way was very… disheartening, to say the least. Poor thing was stuck there, wailing and crying for mercy, and all I did was get lunch. Sure, we learned more about how to contain it, but at what cost? I don't think I can forgive myself for this… Editor Notes: Dr. ██████ was later administered Class-C amnestics after feeling prolonged guilt in his actions. As for SCP-4126-B, it seems to have either forgotten or chosen to forget about the test. Either way, it does not seem to care, and has returned to its previously hearty and lively (once again, no pun intended) state of being. Footnotes 1. The lunar cycle has 8 major phases. 2. The 8 major lunar phases are New moon, Waxing Crescent, First Quarter, Waxing Gibbous, Full moon, Waning Gibbous, Third Quarter, and Waxing Crescent. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4126" by Dr Hank Ryper, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4126. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4127 | neutralized | close Info X SCP-4127: Heads or Tails Author: The Great Hippo Images: Link. Music: Right Back Where We Started From (Sinitta) More by The Great Hippo: SCPs – hide block SCPs [SCP-3034] The Counting Station DO NOT LET HER FINISH [SCP-3035] Science Bugs case_of_the_mondays.png, case_of_the_mondays (1).png [SCP-3054] Cragstaff Sanitarium You are sick. You are broken. We will fix you. [SCP-3045] bzzip.exe HAMLET: I am no longer moody. [SCP-3043] Murphy Law in… Type 3043 — FOR MURDER! Forget it, Fred. It's Chinatown. [SCP-3057] Fossil Fuels …witnesses provided confirmation that instances of SCP-3057-4 did, in fact, have feathers. [SCP-2639] Video Game Violence i need to know how many people i've killed [SCP-437] Summer of '91 That was a pretty crazy summer, y'know? Sometimes I really miss that place. [SCP-3079] 300 Tricks: Stage Magic Made Easy NOTE: No method for accomplishing this trick is provided. [SCP-2753] Let's Play Jenga! High art carries high risk! [SCP-2679] The Many Graves of Jeannette Parslov Whatever it takes, do what you must; whatever the cost, come back to us. [SCP-3074] Kafka's Parking Garage Thank you for choosing Izatova Parking Center. Have a pleasant day. [SCP-2571] Cragglewood Park Mr. Blair, have you always been an only child? [SCP-2419] The Laughing Men Throw them back into the incinerator where you found them. [SCP-3143] Murphy Law in… The Foundation Always Rings Twice! When it comes right down to it, me — them — hell, even you — we're all just characters in that trashy dime-store novel called life. [SCP-3089] That Old Time Religion Remember how we explained that successful people don't actually need any of their toes to walk? Well, that's going to come in handy for Secret Number Six. [SCP-3117] A Monster-Shaped Hole I'm not talking to you. [SCP-3128] Let's Play Monopoly! Hey, guys? I'm, uh. I'm using this. [SCP-3138] A Sepulcher by the Sea Should it prove feasible, all non-canonical corpses are to be extracted, examined, and catalogued. [SCP-3241] The SS Sommerfeld It makes me wonder what an old monster like myself is even doing here, anymore. And then? Someone special comes along and reminds me. [SCP-3219] This Sour Earth Notably, no reports describe any attempt to examine the residence's storm cellar. [SCP-4028] La Historia de Don Quixote de la Mancha Justine eventually re-unites with her sister, Juliette. Alonso strikes down a lightning bolt intended for them both, then challenges the narrator to a duel. [SCP-3546] Doggone it, I Fold! Specifically, fan-art of Sonic the Hedgehog, a video-game character produced by Sega in 1991. [SCP-3561] An Unfinished Work Despite multiple reports from neighbors who claimed to have witnessed members of his family standing at the windows, no trace of Theodore Holdstock's wife and children could be found. [SCP-4054] The Seventh Door SCP-4054 is The Seventh Door, an unlicensed platform adventure game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in 1988. Fig 1.1: SCP-4127 (prior to neutralization). Item #: SCP-4127 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4127 is to be kept on-site in a secure low-risk containment vault. Additional testing is prohibited at this time. Description: SCP-4127 is a 1936 USA Buffalo nickel that depicts a buffalo on one side and a human skull on the other. When flipped, SCP-4127 always lands head-side up. SCP-4127 was previously documented in the anomalous object log; however, an additional property was discovered in 2006 by a janitor during routine maintenance. When the coin is flipped immediately after the subject describes an event conditional upon the flip, the result of the flip will determine the event's outcome. Addendum 4127.1: Test Log STATEMENT RESULT OUTCOME "Heads, I get a promotion." Heads Emilio Rodriguez (a janitor at Site-96) is called to Site-Director August's office to receive a promotion for his conduct. During this meeting, Mr. Rodriguez mentions having flipped the coin only minutes prior (leading to its discovery and designation). Given that his honesty is what led to SCP-4127's discovery, the promotion is upheld. "Heads, my quarter's next flip will come up tails." Heads A non-anomalous quarter is flipped; it comes up tails. "Heads, the next ten flips with my quarter will come up tails." Heads The non-anomalous quarter is flipped ten times. It comes up tails each time. "Tails, my quarter will come up tails at least once in the next ten flips." Heads The non-anomalous quarter is flipped ten times. It comes up heads each time. "Heads, my quarter will now always come up tails." Heads Formerly non-anomalous quarter now anomalous. Added to the log of anomalous objects. Note: Don't do this again. — Site-Director August "Heads, I'll get a call in the next five seconds." Heads Researcher Rogers immediately receives a call from his wife reminding him to pick up their son from school. "Heads, I'll get a call from the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes committee in the next five seconds." Heads Researcher Rogers immediately receives a call from a representative of the PCH Sweepstakes committee. During the ensuing conversation, it becomes clear the committee member has dialed the wrong number. "Heads, I'll become filthy rich." Heads A sewage main bursts in the bathroom, flooding the lab with raw excrement. Shortly thereafter, Researcher Rogers receives a phone call from an investigator hired by his biological mother. During the ensuing conversation, he is informed that his birth-name is 'Richard'. "Heads, this flip comes up tails." Tails Both sides of SCP-4127 are now tails. Cessation of anomalous properties. Re-designated as Neutralized. Note: On account of his misuse of an anomaly for monetary gain, Researcher Rogers is hereby demoted to the janitorial staff. - Site-Director August ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4127" by The Great Hippo, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4127. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: nickel.png (Fragment 1) Author: The Great Hippo License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki Derivative Of: Name: Buffalo nickles.jpg Author: Danthoms License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Filename: nickel.png (Fragment 2) Author: The Great Hippo License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki Derivative Of: Name: RIP Hobo Coin Series I.jpg Author: Codesigned License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4128 | euclid | Item#: 4128 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Mugshot was taken after initial Site-88 containment. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4128 is to be held in a Humanoid Containment Cell. The cell should be modified to fit the following specifications: Walls should be constructed using modular concrete panels, made from a special proprietary blend of concrete and additives for extreme strength. Each individual panel should measure 30 cm in width. Additionally, it is advised that these panels be lined with a polyether-based polyurethane padding with viscoelastic properties. A Class 2 Titan Vault Door is to be installed in replacement of standard cell entry-way. Standard ventilation is to be installed with a separated gas supply system. In the event of a containment breach, the system will dispense a Class-B sedative nerve agent. Transport teams of SCP-4128 should be equipped with an aerosolized anesthetic. SCP-4128 is currently held within Site-88 on Floor 18. An on-site psychiatrist should conduct a full psychological evaluation check every two weeks. Description: SCP-4128 is a human male formerly known as Samson Sachs. The entity claims to be 108 years old, despite appearance being that of middle age. Saliva-based testing has confirmed genetic makeup to be of human origin. SCP-4128's most notable anomalous property is its incredible mark of strength and endurance. SCP-4128 is capable of lifting 3,500 kg with ease and shows great effort when lifting over 20,000 kg. Additionally, SCP-4128 can sprint at a top speed of approximately 85 km/h, as well as perform an 18-meter vertical leap. The epidermic cells of the entity are formed from a polymeric protein, giving it an innate ability to withstand extreme physical trauma. SCP-4128's bones are eight times denser than that of the average human.1 Discovery: SCP-4128's existence was first discovered in 1975 through the Foundation’s A.S.R.P.2, when correlating reports of a man performing impossible feats of strength came to light. The first confirmed instance by the Foundation occurred when witnesses reported a semi-truck accident in ██████, Belgium. A woman reportedly lodged the front half of her car under a tractor-trailer. While awaiting first-responders, a man approached the car and proceeded to pull it out by the frame. A cover story disguised the incident as an instance of hysterical strength. Following this event, a 48 year hunt for SCP-4128 ensued, before recovery on ███ ██, 2018 in Brooklyn, New York. This event is detailed in Recovery Incident Document-4128. A sample timeline of notable confirmed SCP-4128 activities, designated as L.E. (Limited Edition) Events, are reported within Evidence Documentation-4128-L.E.0138: Evidence Documentation-4128-L.E.0138 ACCESS GRANTED LIMITED EDITION EVENT-04 DATE: January 24, 1978 LOCATION: Goslar, Germany DESCRIPTION: Police were surprised to find Franziska ██████3 sitting outside the local police station. Upon initial questioning, it was discovered that she had been held captive by Daniel ████████. Franziska claimed to have woken in the middle of the night, finding a "strange man" hovering over her. In her recollection of the escape, she remarked how she was chained to the wall of the basement and repeatedly stated how the man used no equipment, but rather his hands, to break her free. RESPONSE: Class-A amnestics were administered to all individuals involved. A falsified investigation was established as the catalyst of Franziska's rescue, with embedded Foundation personnel acting as correspondents to the report. Daniel ████████ was later taken into custody. CONFISCATED EVIDENCE: NONE LIMITED EDITION EVENT-10 DATE: August 31, 1985 LOCATION: East Los Angeles, California DESCRIPTION: Authorities were alerted when a group of residents had successfully apprehended Richard Ramirez, a serial killer and rapist who went under the alias of "The Night Stalker." Upon arrival at Hollenbeck Police Station, Ramirez began ranting about a man with impenetrable skin. Detective George Thomas, a field agent for the Foundation, was present during this display and immediately contacted Mobile Task Force Iota-10 ("Damn Feds"). Upon questioning by Agent Thomas, Ramirez recalled being followed by "a man in a red barn jacket" before fleeing across the Sante Anne Highway. Upon an attempt to carjack a woman, Ramirez noticed the man in close proximity and attempted to stab him with a kitchen knife obtained in an earlier raid. After a short chase, Ramirez was rendered unconscious, where then he awoke, surrounded by other bystanders who had joined the man. RESPONSE: MTF-Iota-10 retrieved the knife before forensics arrived at the scene. A false transcription of the interrogation was released to the public. Due to the high-profile nature of Richard Ramirez, a combination of Class-G and Class-C amnestics were used to ensure that any account of the incident would not leak to the press. LIMITED EDITION EVENT-23 DATE: March 5th, 1990 LOCATION: Austin, Texas DESCRIPTION: Foundation agents intercepted a call from a local reporter regarding the inexplainable placement of a Dodge Aries on the roof of an abandoned factory. Four men were found to be trapped inside the car, visibly distressed; three of the men were armed with 9MM handguns and one with a Remington 870 shotgun. A correlation was established when reports regarding a drive-by shooting on a nearby block came to light. RESPONSE: A videotape of SCP-4128 was confiscated by Foundation personnel. The reporter, who was the sole witness to the L.E. Event, was administered a Class-B amnestic after initial interrogation. The four men were apprehended by Foundation operatives and subsequently incarcerated into D-Class personnel. CONFISCATED EVIDENCE: NOTE: Screen capture shows SCP-4128 in mid-jump. The entity has shown no flight capabilities. LIMITED EDITION EVENT-30 DATE: April 28, 2000 LOCATION: The Bronx, New York DESCRIPTION: 46th Precinct Police of Bronx received a call regarding a street fight. When police arrived at the scene, a man was found lying on the pavement unconscious. Upon admittance into NYC ███████ Hospital, X-rays revealed a complete fracturing of the ulnar shaft and a broken jaw. Witnesses identified the man as Jason ███████, a local resident of an apartment complex on Unionport Road, who had been going around the complex with a gun to extort money from other residents. During one of these extortion raids, a witness reported seeing a man approach Jason, grabbing him by the arm. Jason proceeded to cry out in pain. The emergency call was made shortly after. RESPONSE: Class-A amnestics were administered to convince Jason ███████ of a prolonged engagement. Later court rulings found him guilty on the account of three separate charges. This use of excessive violence was recorded as a notable escalation in an L.E. Event. Recovery of SCP-4128 from here on was deemed a Vidar-level priority. Complete access to the full timeline must be approved by current Site-88 Director, Dr. Phillip Foster. Addendum 4128-A1: Genetic markers indicate that myostatin-related hypertrophy4 may be involved. However, this does not fully explain all reports regarding the entity's feats, such as its ability to leap across vast distances. If he were to have this condition, one would assume that SCP-4128 have immense muscular proportions previously unseen in humanoid anatomy. However, I can find no physical difference between the entity and any other athlete. If we're being completely honest, the guy's got a bit of a pudge. -Dr. Andrew Winstabt Addendum 4128-A2: In a recent checkup, it was discovered that SCP-4128 had gradually been losing hearing in its left ear due to excessive bone growth putting pressure on the cranial nerves. Request for a hearing aid is pending approval. SCP-4128 has reported suffering minor seizures in the past; researchers are required to provide immediate notice to medical staff should another lapse occur. Addendum 4128-B1: A series of interviews were conducted in order to uncover the origin of SCP-4128's anomalous properties and the motivation behind the entity's activities. The following are transcriptions of the video logs: Interview Log-4128-R03 ACCESS GRANTED Interviewed: SCP-4128 Interviewer: Dr. Robert Markstrom Foreword: Interview was approved after recent psychological consultation and evaluation deemed SCP-4128 mentally sound. The interview was conducted within an observable chamber. The entity was restrained via handcuffs which were chained to a metal plate in the ground. Two armed guards kept watch outside the room, equipped with throwable canisters of nitrous oxide. <Begin Log> Dr. Markstrom: Hello, 4128. How are we feeling today? SCP-4128: I'm sorry, could you say that one more time? Dr. Markstrom: How are you today? Are you feeling any better? SCP-4128: Oh, yes. I'm doing okay, I suppose. It was a little jarring, having y'all knock me out with that damn gas. (Pause) I'm- I'm not going to hurt anyone. Dr. Markstrom: Security measures have to be taken. It's nothing personal. I just wanted to ask you a couple of questions. Do you understand? SCP-4128: Yes, I do. Dr. Markstrom: Good. Let's get started. When and where were you born? SCP-4128: ████ █, 1913. I lived on the outskirts of Glenville with my Ma and Pa. In Ohio, that is. Dr. Markstrom: 4128, can you tell me why we have no records of you or your family present at that time? SCP-4128: Well, Ma and Pa weren't exactly legal. They also never left the farm much. Dr. Markstrom: Interesting. How did you obtain your anomalous properties? SCP-4128: Obtain? (Chuckle) I suppose whenever I was conceived. My parents realized fast. They'd find things broken that shouldn't be. Ma nearly had a heart attack when she saw me pick up the recliner. (Another chuckle, then silence.) She was always so patient. She'd broken more than one finger during that time. Dr. Markstrom: Can you recall the first time you purposely used your abilities on a human being? (No response is given.) Dr. Markstrom: I understand why this topic may be difficult to discuss, but the more we uncover, the higher chance we have of finding a way to suppress your abnormal condition. Answer the question, please. (Silence for several more seconds before an audible sigh is given by SCP-4128.) SCP-4128: I was nineteen at the time. Whenever we needed new supplies for home, my parents would send me into town. Figured I could take care of myself, believe it or not. Ma needed me to pick up fabrics at a haberdashery, a place ran by a- oh, what's his name -Mitchell Siegel. He and one of his boys were working that night. (SCP-4128 can be seen looking away from Dr. Robert.) Dr. Markstrom: I need you to keep going. What happened? SCP-4128: Three men came in. One fella stood perched by the door, real suspicious-like. I noticed one of them start stuffing some shirts into his coat. Everything tends to blur after that. I remember reaching for him when the lookout pulled out a roscoe5. The bullet hit and I fell. When I got up, they were gone, the son included. Then I saw the old man lying on the floor. Dr. Markstrom: The shoplifter shot him, too? SCP-4128: Heart attack, apparently. I found out the day after. Dr. Markstrom: I'm assuming you chased after these men? SCP-4128: Of course. I was… well, it'd be gracious to say I did it out of a "sense of justice". I was ticked. The kid took Pa's truck so I had to chase after them on foot. It was the first time I'd started using my get-away sticks to their potential. Couldn't stop myself correctly, but, hey, I still managed to catch them on the outskirts. (Pause) I was so careless then. Dr. Markstrom: Could you please elaborate? SCP-4128: I didn't even think what would- I picked the car up and threw it. The haberdasher's son just parked the truck and watched. Dr. Markstrom: Did you dispose of the witness? SCP-4128: Did I- God, no. After seeing… I don't think I'd ever thrown up that much. No, the rest of that night we just talked. It was the most damned thing, I tell ya. He asked questions. I gave some answers. He asked me where I came from. Know what I told him? An alien planet! (Chuckle) The gullible idiot nearly lost his mind. Dr. Markstrom: You let him free knowing he could identify you? SCP-4128: Well, he promised he wouldn't tell anyone; a sort of repayment for avenging his father, I suppose. (Pause) You know what I've realized, doc? That night was a damn warning. Dr. Markstrom: We'll wrap it up for today. One more thing. SCP-4128: Yes, doc? Dr. Markstrom: Did you ever get his name? We'll need to run a background check, just for cautionary measures. SCP-4128: Jerry was his name. <End Log> Closing Statement: After SCP-4128 was taken back to its cell, a background search was performed on Jerry Siegel. Findings led to his designation as PoI-4128-A. Interview Log-4128-R04 ACCESS GRANTED Interviewed: SCP-4128 Interviewer: Dr. Robert Markstrom Foreword: Upon discovery of PoI-4128-A (deceased) and the correlation between his works and SCP-4128, another round of questioning was approved. Conditions of the previous interview were kept. <Begin Log> Dr. Markstrom: I'm going to ask you a series of questions, and I'll need you to answer each with full, transparent honesty. Can you do that for me? SCP-4128: Course I can. Dr. Markstrom: Okay, good. To start off, can you fly? SCP-4128: What? Not that I'm aware of. I can jump pretty good, though. Dr. Markstrom: Noted. Do you possess any form of "X-ray" or "heat" vision? SCP-4128: Oh. I see what this is all about. (SCP-4128 can be seen smiling.) I suppose y'all put it together, right? Dr. Markstrom: Well, considering we found several of Siegel's works in your apartment, I have to inquire about their validity. Are any of these stories true? SCP-4128: Hate to disappoint, but no. Pretty much all of it is made up or exaggerated. Embellished to look pretty, you know? Dr. Markstrom: I figured as much. When did you realize that these graphic illustrations were about you? SCP-4128: It was several years after the first one. Figured it was a funny coincidence, till I did my research. Found out that the writer was none other. Dr. Markstrom: Did you confront him? SCP-4128: No. (SCP-4128 pauses for a moment, seemingly trying to decide what to say.) Truth is, I loved it. I was engrossed. Dr. Markstrom: Could you elaborate? SCP-4128: You know what I majored in, doc? Accounting. That cubicle was slightly better than this place, but it wasn't my place, you understand? The occupation didn't matter, the income didn't matter. None of it did, as long as I could do this. (SCP-4128 can be seen flicking its wrist, breaking the restraints. The two guards posted charge in.) Dr. Markstrom: Back to your post! It's fine. He's not causing any harm. Apologies, please continue. SCP-4128: Why God gave me this, I couldn't understand. Was it luck? A curse? Then, these stories pop up. Maybe I was part of something greater, maybe there was a reason I could do what I do. The little grifter basically told me that I was a gift to the world. Dr. Markstrom: You're saying his works inspired you to take up these vigilante activities? SCP-4128: I thought it was the best choice I ever made. Scary, at times. Finding your calling always is, I suppose. My first patrol ended with me getting hit by a truck, you believe that? After a time, I… I witnessed terrible things. (SCP-4128 begins to cover its eyes.) Dr. Markstrom: Let's not get off topic. There are still more things I'd like to discu- (SCP-4128 raises its voice slightly.) SCP-4128: I just wanted to bring hope, you know? I never meant to- (Pause) You just start to lump 'em all together. The murderers, rapists, and drug dealers. You forget. You forget some of them are just goddamn people, and then you get mad and careless and- I'm supposed to be a hero, right? (SCP-4128 can be seen in visible emotional distress.) What kind of hero would do the things that I did? <End Log> Closing Statement: Dr. Robert Markstrom requested continued psychological consultation for SCP-4128 along with prescribed antidepressants. Both requests were approved. Recovery Incident Document-4128 ACCESS GRANTED LIMITED EDITION EVENT-38 DATE: ███ ██, 2018 LOCATION: Brooklyn, New York DESCRIPTION: Foundation agents were alerted when SCP-4128 had reportedly turned itself in to local authorities. An investigation revealed that SCP-4128 had followed David ████████6 to his apartment with the intent to apprehend him. Upon breaking into the apartment, Kyaus ████████, David's fifteen-year-old son, proceeded to sneak up on the entity with a gun. SCP-4128 was reportedly startled and attacked the young man in the dark. An autopsy report showed that the chest wall was strongly crushed, and the side wall of his right ventricle was sandwiched between the costal cartilages and seventh thoracic vertebrae before it ruptured. Surgery revealed a large amount of coagulated blood in the pericardium. RESPONSE: Class-A amnestics were administered to all individuals involved. Embedded Foundation agents implemented a cover investigation which framed David ████████ as the murder suspect. David subsequently went to trial in the following month. SCP-4128 was recovered by MTF-Iota-10 without incident. CONFISCATED EVIDENCE: Transcript of Initial Interrogation. Confiscated from security camera feeds. Interrogated: SCP-4128 Interrogator: Lt. Jeremy ██████ Foreword: Upon SCP-4128 calling the authorities, dispatch transported the subject to Brooklyn's ██ Precinct. Lt. Jeremy ██████ conducted the following interrogation. <Begin Log> Lt. Jeremy: Look, we found no weapons on you. Nothing at the crime scene either, except for the gun the kid had. As far as I understand, no bullet wounds have been found either. So how the hell did you cave that kid's guts in? (No response is given.) God damn it! What the hell did you do to that kid? (SCP-4128 is heard mumbling unintelligibly.) What? Speak up for Christ's sake. SCP-4128: (Low) I punched him. Lt. Jeremy: You punched him? Jesus, you didn't know when to stop? SCP-4128: Just once. Lt. Jeremy: Really? Tell me how the fuck could one punch do that? SCP-4128: I-I didn't watch myself. (SCP-4128 begins sobbing uncontrollably, talking between catches of breath.) Dear God, I just watched him h-hold his kid. God, forgive me. I couldn't save him. I couldn't- (SCP-4128 strikes both fists onto the table. Dents are visible on the feed.) I'm a hero. I'm- I can't save them. <End Log> Closing Statement: Lt. Jeremy ██████ was administered a Class-A amnestic. The security footage was copied and the original expunged. After this, a raid on SCP-4128's local residential address was conducted. The following list details notable items taken from the previous residence of SCP-4128, along with items the subject had on itself at the time of recovery. Confiscated Items: Copy of Action Comics #1 Copy of Action Comics #5 Copy of Action Comics #57 Copy of Action Comics #254 Copy of Man of Steel #1 Flashlight Red barn coat, Marlboro Country brand Blue long-sleeve t-shirt Footnotes 1. This is most likely a case of sclerosteosis. 2. Anomalous Signature Recognition Program; Program marked the Foundation’s first use of algorithms as a means of detecting anomalous phenomena and was vital in the discovery of SCP-4666. 3. Franziska had gone missing two years prior on her sixteenth birthday in a nearby town. 4. A mutation in the MSTN gene. Affected individuals have up to twice the usual amount of muscle mass in their bodies and tend to have increased muscle strength. 5. Common slang for a gun in the 1930s. 6. A suspected cocaine trafficker. |
SCP-4129 | keter | Item #: SCP-4129 Special Containment Procedures: Roads in the rural western United States are to be monitored by traffic cameras and Foundation satellites. Locations where SCP-4129 has appeared should be placed under heavy surveillance. Any and all reports of SCP-4129 appearing in an unnatural area, especially those of interest (see incident log below), are to be confiscated and a cover story is to be issued depending on the severity of the situation. No tracking devices are permitted within SCP-4129. A security camera outputting live-feed has been installed within SCP-4129 with the permission of SCP-4129-1. The footage must be monitored by Foundation personnel in order to determine the location of SCP-4129. If the instance is still present upon the arrival of Foundation personnel, they are required to order one (1) slice of turkey on wheat bread to-go. Due to the layout of SCP-4129, this specific request is the easiest for SCP-4129-1 to complete in a timely manner. Description: SCP-4129 refers to an unmarked deli away from populated areas with a preference to locations it has visited before. It has been known to occasionally label itself as: Delightful Deli, The Best Sandwiches in ██████████, and rarely as the common franchise Subway. Anything within SCP-4129 that is not touching the floor or an object that is, such as a stool or table, will be left behind when SCP-4129 changes location. Where SCP-4129 goes when inactive is unknown. SCP-4129 is known to appear within a one-hundred (100) kilometer radius of subjects who have not eaten for a period of twenty-four (24) hours or longer. Locations in which SCP-4129 materializes are completely random, the only criteria being that it appears in the direction the subject is moving towards and that it is obscured from the view of everyone within the area. It is believed SCP-4129 dematerializes once the subject has completed their meal. Subjects are often apprehensive to enter SCP-4129, often providing excuses as to why they cannot. Subjects who do decide to enter will meet SCP-4129-1. SCP-4129-1 is a Caucasian male, roughly two meters in height. SCP-4129-1 appears to be immune to any form of damage while inside SCP-4129. SCP-4129-1 is generally cooperative, although it has been known to turn hostile during certain circumstances. SCP-4129-1 is the only employee ever witnessed in SCP-4129, however it has been observed communicating with other staff members, though no response has ever been heard. SCP-4129-1 has been witnessed outside of SCP-4129, albeit within close proximity. It is unknown if SCP-4129-1 chooses to remain within SCP-4129 by choice or if it is kept there by other means. Once the subject's order is complete, SCP-4129-1 will ask if the subject would like their meal "here or to-go?". If the subject responds with "To-Go" no anomalous events will occur outside of SCP-4129 disappearing. If the subject replies with "here", they will be seated by SCP-4129-1. The subject then becomes an instance of SCP-4129-2 and can no longer exit the building. SCP-4129-2 are patrons of SCP-4129 ranging from ages six (6) to eighty-seven (87). All attempts to communicate with SCP-4129-2 have failed. If an instance of SCP-4129-2 exits SCP-4129, they will immediately expire. Once every table is occupied, SCP-4129-1 will ask a maximum of ten (10) instances to exit the building, which they do obediently. Cause of death appears to be entirely random as long as the instance expires within one (1) minute. Since discovery, only eight (8) instances of SCP-4129-2 have attempted to escape SCP-4129. Cleanup crews are to be dispatched to the location of SCP-4129-1 alongside researchers if it reaches maximum capacity. Interviewed: SCP-4129-1 Interviewer: Dr. Malcolm Foreword: The following interview took place within SCP-4129 due to SCP-4129-1 refusing to exit. <Begin Log> Dr. Malcolm: Good evening, I am Dr. Malcolm. Do you have a name? SCP-4129-1: You can call me Earl if you'd like. Dr. Malcolm: Alright Earl. How long have you been working here? SCP-4129-1: Oh let's see here, few years maybe? Lost track of time a while ago. Dr. Malcolm: We have reports of you working here which date back to 1964. SCP-4129-1: 1964? Wow the last ten years really have flown by. Feels like I just applied for the job yesterday. Dr. Malcolm: Are you aware of the current year? SCP-4129-1 pauses and becomes visibly agitated Dr. Malcolm: Earl? SCP-4129-1: Yes, um, what was the question again? Dr. Malcolm: Do you know what year it is? SCP-4129-1: Looks like my break is over, sorry sir. I'd love to help out, I really would but I've got a job to do. They don't pay us to sit around all day y'know? Dr. Malcolm: I only have a few more questions, it won't take more than ten minutes. SCP-4129-1: Would you like your order for here or to-go? Dr. Malcolm: Just one more, here. Answer whichever question you like. Dr. Malcolm hands SCP-4129-1 his clipboard which includes a list of eight questions pertaining to the work environment and SCP-4129-2. SCP-4129-1 Enjoy your meal. You may take that seat right by the window. <End-Log> Note from SCP-4129 Containment Overseer, ██████: I cannot stress how important it is that we carefully choose our phrasing in the future when dealing with this anomaly. We cannot afford to send our researchers out into the field and not have them return. See that this does not happen again. Incident Log SCP-4129 August 4th, 1982 Foundation agents ███ and █████ stumbled upon SCP-4129 while investigating sightings of SCP-████ in the ██████-██████ mountains. After approximately forty-five minutes, two D-Class personnel entered SCP-4129 with a standard tracking device and security camera. Both exited one hour and ten minutes later heavily bruised. When questioned they stated the manager had allowed them to set up a security camera but when asked about a tracking device, became incredibly hostile and attacked both D-Class. November 17th, 1985 SCP-4129 appeared in the location of a barn on the ███████ family farm. Substantial damage to both property and livestock occurred. The residents were financially compensated February 23rd, 1989 SCP-4129 materialized in a dense forest in Northern California. Although no civilians took notice of the anomaly, a forest fire was started when an instance of SCP-4129-2 dropped a cigarette at the moment of departure. Seventeen residents of the nearby town ██████ were killed. June 5th, 1994 SCP-4129 appears ten meters in the air. The floor of the building was anomalously extended to the ground and SCP-4129-1 was reported placing a rope-ladder at the entrance . Many drivers took notice of SCP-4129 and exited their vehicles to get a closer look. Local media outlets arrived soon after. Foundation personnel confiscated the recordings and photographs taken and everyone involved was administered Class C amnestics. May 9th, 1999 An instance of SCP-4129-2 was seen skipping over to the counter to place another order. While doing so SCP-4129 changed location. The SCP-4129-2 instance was discovered by hikers four and a half hours later in the Rocky Mountains. Cause of death was attributed to drowning after salt water was discovered in its lungs. A cover story was fabricated and the body was confiscated by the Foundation. October 3rd, 2001 SCP-4129 appeared in the exact center of an Arizona interstate, halting traffic for up to three hours. Fortunately, due to the time of day only a handful of people took notice. January 18th, 2008 [DATA EXPUNGED] December 22, 2018 SCP-4129 appeared, still coated in ███████ from the previous incident. The instance vanished twenty-three minutes after local authorities were alerted to the scene and subsequently entered the building. Both officers exited the building with meals and no longer acknowledged the overwhelming amount of ███████ SCP-4129-1 was seen scraping off. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4129" by ThisNameIsTaken, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4129. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4130 | keter | Item #: SCP-4130 Special Containment Procedures: Containment of SCP-4130 has been reassigned to the Sociedad De Registros De Hechos Fantásticos1. Due to the nature of the anomaly, no more action can be taken to directly affect it in the present. History records have been altered by past iterations of the Foundation extensively such that historic and educational consensus is that Antonio López De Santa Anna was a non-anomalous political figure in Mexico who lived between the years 1794 and 1876, and a separate entity from SCP-4130. Description: SCP-4130 was Antonio López de Santa Anna, a Mexican politician and Type III reality bender active between the years 2147 and 2180. SCP-4130 was first detected when it utilized its reality bending capabilities to either insert himself as or replace a major actor2 in the Second Mexican Revolution in 2147. At the height of the Revolution, SCP-4130 had made its base in the city of Guanajuato after a failed attempt at capturing Mexico City, and formed a quasi-government with considerable recognized authority in the south of Mexico, with himself in the leader position as "True Governor Of All States In The Republic Of Mexico". During its campaigns in the Second Revolution, SCP-4130 would often engage combatants with its reality-bending capabilities, necessitating extensive Foundation cover-up and distribution of amnestics. In 2150, Foundation operatives "successfully" captured SCP-4130. On May 11, however, SCP-4130 was reported missing from his holding cell; later, the object was sighted leading an armed force in a surprise incursion into Mexico City, with itself at the lead, utilizing its reality-bending capabilities to terminate several combatants. The battle3 saw SCP-4130's victory followed by the establishment of his "True Government" as Mexico's leading political force. SCP-4130 is currently considered uncontained. Containment Attempt II: After the Second Battle for Mexico City, the SCP-4130 project was indefinitely halted due to SCP-4130's current public state in the political stage. However, in 2152, SCP-4130 announced its intention to hold a general election within the next two years. After reactivation of the SCP-4130 project, Foundation operatives successfully captured Elogio Santamaría, a member of SCP-4130's own government, and reeducated him into full Foundation loyalty. Through utilization of standard Foundation procedures for government destabilization4, coupled with growing public discontent towards SCP-4130's taxation policies, Elogio Santamaría was elected President of Mexico in 2153 and publicly ordered the arrest of SCP-4130. Undercover Foundation agents embedded in the Mexican police force staged an armed struggle in SCP-4130's residence, during which he was sedated via standard issue humanoid tranquilizer. However, one hour later, SCP-4130 dematerialized, and was later observed on a ship navigating towards the coast of Florida, USA. Foundation vessels were incapable of intercepting SCP-4130 before he reached the custody of the American government. Current friction between the Foundation and American government made negotiations for the return of SCP-4130 to Mexico inviable; SCP-4130 remains uncontained and in asylum in American custody. Approval for termination attempt of SCP-4130 is pending. Containment Attempt III: In 2160, following an incident involving the destruction of an American supply depot, American military forces stationed along the border of Texas began a series of skirmishes that culminated in a full-scale invasion by 2161. Foundation operatives embedded in the Mexican military launched a counteroffensive into American territory. On November 17, 2163, Foundation forces reached SCP-4130's location in the ██████ military base in California and attempted to terminate the object through the deployment of a Scranton reality anchor near its vicinity, followed by standard gunfire. Foundation agents were detected by security guards posted to protect SCP-4130 during the deployment of the Scranton reality anchor. SCP-4130 was then escorted by his security detail to the base's airstrip, where he attempted to escape via personal aircraft. Against orders, Agent ███████ fired anti-aircraft weaponry at SCP-4130; at 1:33, a direct hit was confirmed. Two days later, in November 19, SCP-4130 was observed leading an ambush against the American forces holding Mexico City under siege. SCP-4130 was again witnessed utilizing its reality-bending capabilities to aid the Mexican assault force. Elogio Santamaría was terminated in the resulting crossfire, as were several non-Foundation members of the Mexican government; SCP-4130 supporters rallied around the object as the new leader of the counteroffensive. On February 29, 2168, America signed a peace treaty with Mexico, its only condition being reparations for the supply depot damaged in 2160; SCP-4130 oversaw signing of the treaty, and has restored the leadership of its True Government. Due to SCP-4130's return to the public eye, its termination is again considered unfeasible. Containment Attempt IV: By the year 2173, SCP-4130's borrowing of loans from America, Japan, China, Brazil and ██████████ had left Mexico in a state of deep debt. In response, SCP-4130 enacted the National Coffers Act, which increased taxation for several services nationalized during the Second Mexican Revolution, such as ground travel, Internet services and nixtamal-based products. Public malcontent increased drastically over the course of the following years. Foundation agents embedded themselves within several growing opposition parties and provided them with weaponry as necessary. On January 1, 2180, local police violently suppressed a protest around the National Palace calling for lowering of taxes in food products; in response, armed members of the opposition party drove the police away from and attacked the National Palace. Foundation agents deployed a series of miniature, portable Scranton reality anchors as opposition forces closed in on SCP-4130's location. However, SCP-4130 could not be found upon the premises of the now-occupied National Palace. A civilian combatant briefing to the opposition appeared shaken, and reported cornering an injured SCP-41305, only to witness him disappearing "like a cloud of smoke". Analysis of data obtained by Foundation equipment revealed alterations in local reality consistent with a Type IV chronological displacement of a mass approximate to a human's to approximately the year 1800. It is believed SCP-4130 manifested a previously undetected form of reality bending that the miniature Scranton reality anchors were incapable of preventing. +Trans-Chronal Communication Log -hide log An inquest into pre-Foundation anomaly containment organizations revealed the Sociedad De Registros De Hechos Fantásticos, an occult society aligned with the Mexican government and operating out of Veracruz until the Foundation merging effort in 19██. One-way trans-chronal communication was established through the use of SCP-████, and the Sociedad was provided with the following missive6, as well as several standard-issue Foundation tools for containing reality benders, along with instructions on their operation. To the Society For The Recording Of Fantastic Events, As students of the anomalous, and our predecessors, we expect the appearance of this message to be cause for alarm. However, we hope analysis of the machinery contained within will prove that we, the SCP Foundation, have no ill intent, and want nothing but to help your organization. In the 22nd century, over two hundred years from where you are now, a powerful reality bender by the name of Antonio López de Santa Anna will have taken the presidency of Mexico through use of his abilities. The Foundation - the organization you one day will be - will have tried to capture him, at which point Santa Anna will have traveled back to your era, around 1800. As our ancestors, we believe it your duty to terminate this anomaly as much as it is ours; and, as our ancestors, we believe you have been fully capable of this, utilizing the machinery which we've sent you. Our - your - mission statement is the same, across all countries, worlds and eras. Secure, contain and protect. We wish you the best of luck, The SCP Foundation, January 20, 2180. Footnotes 1. "Society For The Recording Of Fantastic Events". 2. Though Foundation equipment was capable of detecting a medium-scale reality alteration, the Foundation was incapable of retrieving any file that documented reality before said alteration. 3. Referred to in civilian history logs as "Second Battle for Mexico City". 4. Heckler, J.; Normal Power, 1951, Foundation press. 5. A second sweep of the area the civilian reported this incident to have occurred in revealed fragments of a severed left leg and arm, believed to be SCP-4130's due to matching uniform and skin tone. 6. Translated from Spanish. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4130" by Tiefling, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4130. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4131 | euclid | Item#: 4131 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: danger link to memo Recreation of a member of the Anomalocaris genus, which SCP-4131 belongs to. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4131 is stored in a temperature controlled 10m3 tank of water at Site-201 Sector 3. Tank walls are constructed to withstand high impact explosive blasts, with an additional layer surrounding the tank in the event of a breach. Communication with SCP-4131 will be performed using a computer monitor built into the tank, which will display messages sent by interviewers. At the request of SCP-4131, an observation room has been built next to the tank, with a window that allows the organism to view interviewers. All interviewers must be trained in handling psionic phenomena. Personnel interacting with the anomaly must maintain the guise of the Foundation being an organization dedicated to hunting trilobites, with SCP-4131 being an operative for them. Materials and paraphernalia pertaining to trilobites are strictly forbidden within the observation room. Description: SCP-4131 is an organism belonging to the extinct Anomalocaris genus1 with a collection of ranged explosive weaponry replacing the head. The organism is 1.6m long, abnormally larger than the majority of fossilized and living Anomalocaris specimens, and has sections of its body replaced with metallic counterparts. This primarily includes portions of the carapace, though several fins have been replaced as well. The head is composed of two sections: One third of the head is constructed of the same material as the carapace with a metal grid built into it, presumably for reinforcement. Stylized iconography of anomalocaridids and trilobites broken into pieces is carved into it, though significant weathering has rendered many details indiscernible. Three barrels are present, only one of which is functional and capable of firing explosives made of carapace material. Two thirds is entirely constructed from metal. A symbol of a claw similar to those of theropod dinosaurs in a circle is painted in white onto its surface. Four barrels are present, which can fire projectiles analogous in design to weapons used by humans, such as torpedoes, naval mines, and missiles. How the organism generates ammunition is unknown. Despite the lack of sensory organs, SCP-4131 has displayed full awareness of its surroundings. The organism does not require a food source; how it obtains energy is unknown. SCP-4131 displays sapience and can communicate through telepathic methods, sending messages interpreted by humans as speech in their native language. Due to the organism's tendency to ramble on subjects when spoken to, along with its intense hatred of trilobites, interviewers have had difficulty communicating with them. The anomaly was initially discovered by two amateur fossil hunters by Etobicoke Creek2 on 18-September-2015. Shortly after being unearthed, SCP-4131 shouted various expletives about the "segmented shitheads," thanked the fossil hunters for freeing it from its "shackles," and proceeded to use rocket propelled grenades to eject itself into the river. Both persons were severely injured by the blasts. Reports of explosions and voices swearing about trilobites in Lake Ontario surfaced over the following days, prompting Foundation investigation. Mobile Task Force Nu-3 ("Limnophobia")3 and Mobile Task Force Phi-2 ("Clever Girls") were dispatched, quickly encountering the organism through the dispersal of trilobite-shaped monitoring buoys. Upon encountering SCP-4131 on 25-September-2015, the task forces announced themselves as a "trilobite extermination agency" that was looking to recruit the anomaly. SCP-4131 willingly entered containment soon after. ▷ Interview 4131/2 ▽ Interview 4131/2 Interviewee: SCP-4131 Interviewer: Researcher Annabel Xiulan <BEGIN LOG> Xiulan: Good morning, SCP-4131. This is Annabel Xiulan, senior trilobite executor. SCP-4131: You found trilobites to kill? Xiulan: Sorry, but no. SCP-4131: Aww. Xiulan: We'll let you know if we find any. Anyways, may I ask some questions about yourself? SCP-4131: Questions are great. Questions mean I can tell you about how good it is to shoot those carapaced assholes so please ask them. Xiulan: Alright. First, why do you want to kill trilobites? SCP-4131: What? You can see the evil in their eyes! Every inch hates! Wants to see you burn! Why are you even asking this? Xiulan: We were checking to see if you are loyal. SCP-4131: Oh okay. I was worried you'd be like my friend who tried eating one because they didn't realize they're evil and had the trilobastards take his head and… Poor guy. Xiulan: Now, how many weapons do you have? SCP-4131: Tore down his farm, too. Oh right. Let's see, I've got missiles, torpedoes, spears, spikes that go really fast, mines, normal guns, normal guns but with lava, something that scares me a lot, the secret maneuver, my own head— SCP-4131 abruptly spins around and fires a set of torpedoes in the tank walls. Xiulan: What was that? SCP-4131: (whispering) Triloghosts. Xiulan: …I see. SCP-4131: Oh right I got distracted, there was… Come on, me… There was… Xiulan: We can come back to that later. Could you tell me how you got these weapons? SCP-4131: …there's no other weapons I can remember but I do remember way back with one of my pals, and they were like "hey do you want to shoot those inbred tri-lobers" and I wanted to shoot those inbred tri-lobers so I joined our expeditionary force, where we took back some villages and had fun and blew things up and it was great… Xiulan: It's good you did well in your military, but that isn't what I asked about. Anything about getting the weapons you could tell? SCP-4131: …but of course it went wrong when other pals thought we should attack the Lord and of course we thought it was smart because they were so tiny like the other trilobites and we could win easily! Hahaha, then everyone but me got thrown out of the ocean and the Lord slammed me into a volcano. Xiulan: Are you paying attention to me? SCP-4131: Worked out though because I got a good sleep in a cozy rock, uhhh, sleep-place-thing until those guys with the claws dug me out. They wanted me to shoot some dome-headed people but they aren't trilobites so it sounded dumb. Xiulan: Hello? SCP-4131: Yes? Xiulan: (sighs) Could you elaborate on the people with the claws? SCP-4131: Yeah they had big teeth, bunch of feathers, long tails, pretty long in general. They were fast on land too.4 They kept telling me the trilobites went extinct but I know they're crafty fiends — they faked it — and they kept telling me it wasn't the case. It was annoying but hey they fixed up my head and gave me new guns and I shot more trilobites than I ever had before! Whole mountains of them went kaboom! Not even a Lord left! Claw guys thought it was silly but they repaired me so I liked them. Shame the big bomb took them out, though. Xiulana: Shame indeed, sounds like they could've helped the cause. Now, can you tell me about how you got your weapons? SCP-4131: Uhhh, that was— wait. Xiulan: Wait? SCP-4131: Wait. Xiulan: What is it? SCP-4131: …are you a trilobite? Xiulan: I'm not a trilobite. SCP-4131: You ask a lot. Like a trilobite. Xiulan: But you wanted me to ask questions. SCP-4131: Are you a spy? How many trilobites are stacked in your flesh suit? How did you get in this agency? Xiulan: Again, I'm not multiple trilobites in a skin suit. SCP-4131: Prove it. Xiulan: How? SCP-4131: Uhhh, didn't think you'd actually ask that. Uhhh, oh, yes, take your metal squid. Xiulan: My what? SCP-4131: Your pen and scare it into getting ink on your, uhm, paper, that's what it is, right? Right? Xiulan: Yes, paper. SCP-4131: Write "trilobites eat crap" on it. Researcher Xiulan writes the phrase onto their notepad, turning it to face SCP-4131. SCP-4131: Yes that's good. I trust you now. Xiulan: (slowly nods) Was there any reason why you wanted me to write that phrase? SCP-4131: Some trilobites eat crap. They ate mine once. It was gross. Xiulan: I see. Now, can I ask one last question? SCP-4131: Yes. Xiulan: Were you born with your weapons? SCP-4131: Yes. Xiulan: Why? SCP-4131: Well, I couldn't blast trilobites if I wasn't. <END LOG> Footnotes 1. A group of predatory animals from the Cambrian period, thought to be closely related to ancestral arthropods. 2. A river in the Greater Toronto Area of Ontario, Canada. 3. Stationed at Site-201 and operating within Lake Ontario. 4. Presumed to be describing theropod dinosaurs. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4131" by NatVoltaic, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4131. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: anomalocaris_model_2.jpg Name: Anomalocaris canadensis - reconstruction - MUSE.jpg Author: Matteo De Stefano/MUSE License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4132 | safe | Item #: SCP-4132 Threat Level: Green Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4132 is to be kept in a single secure room on Site 133. Testing of pre-human history events is to be performed only with the authorization and oversight of 1 Level 3 researcher. All testing of SCP-4132 is suspended until further notice. In the event of reinstatement of testing authorization, testing of events within 20000 years of the present day will remain denied. Foundation webcrawlers are to scan online shopping sites and flag any listings of products with qualities similar to SCP-4132. Description: SCP-4132 is an object resembling a sensory deprivation tank composed of an as-yet unidentified plastic polymer. Embedded in the rear surface of the tank is an apparent product branding, identifying the maker as a corporate entity called Chronos Controlos1. A serial number is included in the branding, suggesting that SCP-4132 was intended to be a production model; no units have been found outside of containment. The unit has a single opening leading into an interior chamber filled with an unknown liquid2 providing buoyancy slightly greater than water, such that subjects reliably float within it. Should any amount of the liquid be removed, SCP-4132 will replenish it by an unknown means until it reaches the baseline amount. A touch-screen monitor is present on the outside of the door of SCP-4132. This monitor remains inactive unless a human subject3 is present inside the tank and the door is closed. Once active, the screen will display two input fields corresponding to 'location' and 'time'. The 'location' field allows for entries as precise as a building site or street address; entries of lesser precision will place subjects in an apparently random point within the specified location. The field also displays a toggle for 'undefined,' which appears to replace specified entries and is presumed to force a random location. The 'time' field corresponds to an amount of time prior to the activation of SCP-4132 and will not allow amounts less than 1 hour or greater than 13.8 billion years4. The temporal input resolution decreases with numbers of greater magnitude, allowing only a maximum of three significant figures at time periods greater than 10000 years before activation. Once both fields have been adequately filled, the screen displays an activation input. Upon activation, SCP-4132 will become inaccessible for 62 minutes, with the monitor reading ‘Observation In Progress’. No means of opening the door during this period has been discovered. SCP-4132 is impermeable to scanning, but GPS beacons indicate the subject remains within the tank during this period. At the end of the 62-minute period, the monitor will become inert and the door will automatically open. Units will be unable to be activated for approximately 15 minutes following use. Subjects within the tank report spending approximately one hour observing events that have been determined to correspond to events that occurred starting from the time period specified on the screen input. In the event of a low-resolution selection, SCP-4132 appears to favor events of significance occurring very close to the chosen period5. Subjects are unable to interact with any observed events and there is no awareness of their presence by individuals observed during this period, suggesting that the events being viewed are more similar to a recording than an actual temporal reversion. Recording devices are unable to verify these observations. Subjects report peculiarities in their movement during the observation event. Subjects are unimpeded by natural or man-made barriers but do not pass through the surface they stand on. Subjects reporting immersion in water do not have any difficulty breathing nor do they observe pressure differential due to depth, and move freely without effort regardless of the motion they make. Similarly, subjects in vacuum environments do not report any decompression difficulties and free motion by thought. Testing has confirmed that observed events within known locations and time periods are highly accurate and that observations are near-perfectly consistent between units. Anomalous events have been observed prior to human history; it is unknown if these are an accurate historical record or an artifact introduced by SCP-4132. History: SCP-4132 was discovered on 16/08/2014 when Foundation webcrawlers flagged a potentially suspect listing on ██████.███ advertising a “retrochronal observation machine” with a picture of SCP-4132. The product description read as follows: Time waits for no man. But now you can go back and see what you missed. The retrochronal observation tank can take you back to wherever and whenever you want. Find evidence for that bold thesis you have. See the truth that hasn’t been discovered yet. Relive a classic moment in your OWN life, not a fictional person’s. Chronos Controlos Revive the past. Revise the future. Retake the present. Regain yourself. Upon O5 authorization, an order was placed for one unit prior to enacting removal of the listing to be delivered to a Foundation front company. 24 hours after placement of the order, a box containing an instance of SCP-4132 was discovered outside the designated building. Security cameras showed a sudden appearance of the box, without delivery personnel or means of arrival. The box was marked as originating from Chronos Controlos, with an invalid return address provided. Test Log for SCP-4132: 4132TL-1 Purpose: To confirm reputed function and determine accuracy Procedure: Dr. Carmen was carefully monitored with cameras for one hour starting at 12:52:16 on 13/09/2014. 24 hours later, Junior Researcher Lao entered SCP-4132 with the purpose of verifying the events, including paying particular attention to specific details which he was unaware of prior to testing. Result: Junior Researcher Lao correctly identified all probed details and was able to verify near-perfect correspondence with camera observations, remaining uncertain only on details Lao did not attend to. 4132TL-2 Purpose: To determine if experiences deviate from each other Procedure: A recording procedure similar to 4132TL-1 was used. Beginning 24 hours later, Junior Researchers Lao, Christoph, Brigs, and Stanton were successively inserted into SCP-4132, with a one-hour period between activation events. Subjects were independently briefed on the events and told that other subjects were to observe other events and not to discuss observations with them. Result: Correspondence between observed accounts exceeded 99% accuracy, with discrepancies believed to be attributable to errors in recall and differences in perception rather than discrepancies in the presentation of events. Additional Notes: SCP-4132 seems to be working as advertised. I would expect greater discrepancy if these were somehow showing different versions of the past. However, it would be wise to independently verify that the length of time between events and observations doesn’t cause differences to arise. -Senior Researcher Mandel Additional testing is pending approval. Experiment Log for SCP-4132: The following experiments were performed by parapaleontology expert Dr. Korvacs, who has hypothesized that anomalous events may have precipitated recorded mass extinctions. 4132EL-1 Examined event: Ordovician–Silurian extinction event Period entered: 445 Ma BA6 Verified conventional hypothesis: No Observation: Dr. Korvacs observed no initial terrestrial activity. Approximately 20 minutes in, impact from a burst of energy of extraterrestrial origin was observed. Burst continued for approximately 30 seconds before ceasing. No further activity was observed. Notes: I’ve seen a gamma ray burst hypothesized, but that was certainly not a gamma ray burst. However, I doubt we'll be able to determine the origins or easily track the effects. -Dr. Korvacs 4132EL-2 Examined event: Late Devonian extinction event Period entered: 360 Ma BA Verified conventional hypothesis: Undetermined Observation: Dr. Korvacs observed expected Devonian-era life activity. No notable events occurred during the viewing window. Notes: If it's true that this favors viewing of notable events, then it's possible there wasn't any significant prelude to this extinction event. This supports the idea that gradual changes were responsible for the Late Devonian extinction event, but can't confirm it. -Dr. Korvacs 4132EL-3 Examined event: Permian-Triassic extinction event Period entered: 252 Ma BA Verified conventional hypothesis: No Observation: Dr. Korvacs observed expected Permian-era life activity. Approximately 25 minutes in, an extraterrestrial object made impact. Object rapidly unraveled into a large entity, which proceeded to emit [DATA EXPUNGED]. Notes: Even amnestics won’t let me unsee this. No wonder this was the worst extinction event on record. -Dr. Korvacs 4132EL-4 Examined event: Triassic-Jurassic extinction event Period entered: 201 Ma BA Verified conventional hypothesis: Yes Observation: Dr. Korvacs observed massive volcanic eruptions during the entire one-hour observation period. Believed to be location of the Central Atlantic Magmatic Province. Notes: After that last one, it’s almost a relief that this was mundane. -Dr. Korvacs 4132EL-5 Examined event: Cretaceous-Paleogene extinction event Period entered: 66 Ma BA Verified conventional hypothesis: Yes Observation: Dr. Korvacs observed expected Cretaceous-era life activity. Approximately 12 minutes in, bolide impact was observed. Dr. Korvacs noted multiple visual distortions typical of dimensional disruption occurring in a progressively increasing radius from impact before observation ended. Notes: I confess I expected to confirm the conventional hypothesis for this event, but I didn't expect the other finding. That was an awful lot of DK-class events. What was in that asteroid? -Dr. Korvacs 4132EL-6 Examined event: None7 Period entered: 23.9 Ma BA Verified conventional hypothesis: N/A Observation: Dr. Korvacs observed end-Paleogene life activity. Approximately 6 minutes in, a theorized DE-class dimensional anomaly was observed, permitting passage to humanoid entities resembling Tyrannosaurus rex and Triceratops horridus. Entities appeared to be fully encased in apparent bio-isolation gear and armed with unknown weaponry. Entities were observed collecting samples and entering information into computerized devices. Approximately 57 minutes in, all entities re-entered dimensional anomaly, which subsequently vanished. Notes: I don’t know exactly what I just saw, but given the level of technology, I think we’re best off if we don’t see them again. -Dr. Korvacs 4132EL-7 Examined event: Eocene-Oligocene extinction event Period entered: 33.9 Ma BA Verified conventional hypothesis: Yes Observation: Dr. Korvacs observed expected Paleogene-era life activity. Approximately 37 minutes in, an impact was observed, believed to be the Popigai impact. No anomalous activity was found. Notes: I'm almost disappointed by this, given that I strongly believed in a more anomalous hypothesis. It certainly didn’t have the peculiarities that the K-P event had. -Dr. Korvacs 4132EL-8 Examined event: Middle Miocene extinction event Period entered: 14.0 Ma BA Verified conventional hypothesis: No Observation: Dr. Korvacs observed expected Miocene-era life activity. Approximately 13 minutes in, significant seismic activity was reported, which continued through the end of the observation period. The source of the seismic activity was unidentified. Notes: What on earth was that?! Further testing to find the source of this activity requested. -Dr. Korvacs Additional Notes: Test 4132EL-8 was repeated an additional 4 times. Location was different each time, but the onset of the seismic activity occurred at identical time points in each observation. The source of the activity has remained unidentified. Additional investigations are pending approval. As of 27/01/2015, testing has been postponed until a determination can be made as to whether the anomalies observed are an accurate reflection of the historical record or introduced by the use of SCP-4132. Objections by Dr. Korvacs and Site Director North have been overruled pending further investigation into the nature of SCP-4132 and Chronos Controlos. Special Report: THE FOLLOWING REPORT IS TO BE ACCESSIBLE ONLY TO SPECIAL INVESTIGATOR VERDANA AND MEMBERS OF O5. UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS IS PUNISHABLE BY IMMEDIATE TERMINATION OF EMPLOYMENT. Please enter provided pass phrase: Time is not on our side Report Foreword: Chronological Aberration Investigation On 03/01/2016 I was commissioned by the O5 council to conduct a special investigation involving the use of SCP-4132 to examine inaccuracies in the historical record. Included in this report is a complete log of all tests performed by myself, with the operational aid of Special Investigator Garcia. The purpose of this report was a documentation of the chronological record to highlight prior K-class events for the purpose of elucidating the causes and potential means of prevention in the event of a recurrence of the same or a similar event. In the process of commissioning this report, several pieces of highly classified information were revealed to me, including that humanity had been entirely eliminated at multiple points in the past, and subsequently rebuilt and restarted from certain points in time. I was subsequently brought to a classified archive where evidence of no less than 8 prior K-class events was shown to me, and further informed that these were only the events which there was artifactual evidence of. Additionally, I was given estimates of perhaps as many as 17 such events total in the past 200 years, between known and unknown K-class scenarios. No information regarding where those estimates came from was ever provided to me. At the risk of editorializing, learning that humanity has been exterminated at multiple points in the past, and then rebuilt and re-established as if nothing had happened, is viscerally unpleasant to imagine. That I, myself, may not be the same myself that I once was haunts me daily. I already have plenty to deal with in my daily role in the Foundation, an existential crisis on top of that is far from welcome. It was these sentiments that nearly led me to reject the commission as others had prior to my being approached, but which ultimately spurred me to finally accept them. If only to play whatever part I could into making sure it never happened again. I mention this only to assure that my discomfort at the ideas presented to me did not in any way color my approach to my investigation nor the extent to which I covered the events I was expected to find. We all must look death in the face in this line of work, at least in this case it would not be looking back at me. I understand now that SCP-4132 testing is not restricted because it is believed to introduce anomalies. It is restricted because of the risk of discovery of the incongruencies in the historical record caused by rebuilding after prior K-class events, which would easily be uncovered if one were to try to examine notable dates in human history. Someone not briefed on this might naturally respond poorly to it, and the more who know, the greater the risk of an information breach. I was thus given the expectation that I would witness dates that did not line up with the amount of time that should have passed, and that this would make narrowing down the time periods to examine the K-class events quite simple. This report contains the only logs of SCP-4132 testing within the last 200 years, a total of 846 individual trials conducted over 9 months. The results of the testing did not correspond to my expectations. I hypothesized, based on available information and expert estimates, to find anywhere between 8 and 17 K-class events which resulted in the total or near-total elimination of humanity. I found two. Both corresponded to extant evidence provided to me at the outset of this task. The six others for which O5 has available evidence for their occurrence do not exist in the chronological record. Nor is there any sign of any events which have been hypothesized to have occurred without clear physical proof of their existence. No pieces of publicly-known human history were discovered to be missing. I have discounted entirely the notion that the evidence provided to me was fictitious or manufactured. The verification of two such events lends credence to the idea that O5 is in possession of legitimate artifacts from humanity’s interruptions. Nor do I believe that SCP-4132 would eliminate evidence of die-offs due to the lack of human observational ability, given the testing performed by Dr. Korvacs prior to this commission. Indeed, there is no indication that SCP-4132 has the capacity to do anything but read from the chronological record. Which leaves me only one conclusion to arrive at: the chronological record itself has been scrubbed. Pieces of our own history have been excised. I cannot begin to speculate how or why this might be. But the fact that the only pieces I could find missing were the ones where humanity had been destroyed leaves me with a disturbing sense that this is not accidental. -Special Investigator Verdana Footnotes 1. Public records list no incorporated entity by that name. 2. Chemical analysis of the liquid yields inconsistent results. 3. Testing with sapient humanoids is currently pending approval. 4. Corresponding to the theoretical age of the universe. 5. According to subjective accounts. It is unknown whether SCP-4132 has independent recognition of ‘important’ events or has been programmed to favor certain events. 6. Before Activation (of SCP-4132) 7. Intended to be Eocene-Oligocene extinction event observation, Junior Researcher Stele entered date 10 Ma less than should have been input. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4132" by DoctorNovakaine, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4132. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4133 | safe | Front cover of SCP-4133 Item #: SCP-4133 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4133 is to remain in a Safe Class storage locker at site 21. Only D-Class personnel involved with testing are permitted to have contact with SCP-4133. Personnel exposed to SCP-4133 are required to be administered Class A-Amnestics and undergo a psychological evaluation. Computers in use at site 21 are to have their search engines routinely monitored. Any searches involving combinations of the following words are to be flagged and reported. Blonde Mustang Silver Streamline Description: SCP-4133 is a copy of Custom Car Magazine dated January, 1980. The cover consists of a Burgundy 1935 Ford Model CX Saloon and a brown haired woman wearing a leopard skin singlet. Page 46, designated SCP-4133-1, consists of a blonde woman posing with a silver 1967 Ford Mustang. SCP-4133-1 has been found to possess cognitohazardous properties. If exposed to SCP-4133-1, the reader will become infatuated with the woman on the page after a period of 10 minutes. Once time has elapsed, the reader will attempt to re-visit SCP-4133-1, but become unable to locate it. Frustrated with being unable to find SCP-4133-1, the subject will then begin a laborious search using any available means. This includes: Meticulously combing every page of SCP-4133. Searching for other issues of Custom Car Magazine in the area to examine. Utilizing an internet connection to find prior and current issues of the magazine. Visiting the publication itself to inquire about SCP-4133-1. Actively searching for the woman on SCP-4133-1. While this search is undergone, increasingly specific memories will manifest within the affected individual. These memories are consistent in nature among all affected persons. These include: The woman being a friend of their mother. The woman being involved in a relationship with the subject. The woman being unfaithful to the subject. The woman stealing a silver streamline camper from the subject. There are two known methods for quelling the effects of SCP-4133-1. The first is the administering of Class-A Amnestics. The second is illustrating SCP-4133-1. Artists capable of creating a quality rendition of SCP-4133-1 have been observed under testing to be unaffected (See 4133-T-02). SCP-4133 was recovered after a series of incidents surrounding ██████'s Tires in █████, Ohio. Foundation field agents were subsequently exposed to SCP-4133, resulting in similar abnormal behavior. Independent research into the identity of the woman on SCP-4133-1 have yielded no results. Kelsey Media, the publication responsible for Custom Car Magazine, has no record of any woman matching her description. Additional copies of the January, 1980 issue do not feature any instances of SCP-4133-1. Addendum: 4133-I01 Transcript details an interview with affected field agent, Samuel ████. Reported missing on ██ /██/ ████, and later located on ██ / ██ / ████ + 4133-I01 - Hide Researcher: Dr. Ryan Alness Agent: Samuel ████ Date: ██ / ██ / ████ <Begin Log> Dr. Alness: You've been reprimanded for dereliction of duty. Can you tell me why? Agent ████: I needed some personal leave to take care of a few things. Dr. Alness: You have to make a formal request for leave. You know that. Agent ████: If your wife cheated on you and took off with your five-thousand-dollar camper, you'd do the same thing. Dr. Alness: According to your file, you're unmarried and have never been married. Agent ████: Yes I am! Why does everyone keep saying that?! It doesn't matter if she left. We. Are. Still. Married. We are partners. She's my muse. It was my artwork that got her noticed in the first place you know? Then the photo shoots started. She would go on and on about Hollywood, getting seen in pictures. Dr. Alness: You have no recreational vehicles registered in your name. Agent ████: That's impossible. It belonged to my father before he died and I damn near grew up in that thing. I remember burning my hand on it on a summer day. God, she's the worst thing that ever happened to me, I swear. Mom really messed up the day she introduced us. Dr. Alness: Can you tell me what her name is? Maybe we can help you find her. Agent ████: I…I…don't know. Dr. Alness: You're telling me you're married to her, and you can't remember her name? You don't find that just a little bit odd? Agent ████: Oh, I…never…I never thought of that. Dr. Alness: Can you tell me about the last time you saw her? Agent ████ : Summer I think, 1976, or 79, somewhere around there. Caught her with her some suit and she took off in the Camino. My Streamline was still hooked up to it. Chased after her, but she managed to hide behind some truckers when I cornered her at a diner. I got back and tore up everything. Every picture I painted of her, every photo of us. I wanted every trace of her to just be gone. Dr. Alness: You were born ██/1983, so chasing around a pinup model in the mid-seventies is out of the realm of possibility. But I'm curious to know what you supposedly did after that. Agent ████: Did everything I could to find her. And I mean everything. Even talked to a psychic who put me in contact with a guy. Someone who could find people using alternative means. I don't think anything ever came of it. When he broke out the chalk and candles, you could say it was a wake up call that maybe this wasn't the way to go about things. Dr. Alness: What can you tell me about this person? Agent ████: He was like a voodoo practitioner. Haitian. The kind of guy you go to if you wanted to put hex on somebody, or make them fall in love with you. Dr. Alness: And what did you ask him to do? Be as specific as possible. Agent ████: I asked him to bring her back. He drew a bunch of symbols and asked me to concentrate on what I wanted. But I couldn't keep it together. Sometimes I wanted her to disappear, like she never existed. Other times, I just wanted her to be happy. I just couldn't keep it all straight. Halfway through, I just bolted. It was a little too weird for me if I'm being honest. <End Log> Addendum 4133 A-01: Excerpts from Testing log 4133-T + Testing log 4133-T - Hide Test Designation: 4133-T0-1 Name/ Personnel ID: Dr. Ryan Alness Test Subject: D-1601A Summary goal: To see if SCP-4133-1 is capable of being photographed. Parameters: D-1601A is instructed to view SCP-4133-1. Once viewed, D-1601A is to use a camera and photograph SCP-4133-1 Results: Inconclusive. Despite multiple attempts with additional D-Class personnel, every photo of SCP-4133-1 yielded a photo of an advertisement for various auto parts. Test Designation: 4133-T-02 Name/ Personnel ID: Dr. Adamska Tsykovich Test Subject: D-2901C. A former artist. Summary goal: To see if SCP-4133-1 is capable of being illustrated. Parameters: D-2901C is instructed to open SCP-4133 and illustrate SCP-4133-1. Results: Success. The resulting artwork featured a light haired woman posing with a silver Mustang. The work was turned in and filed in storage drawer D-1 for future study. Update: Subject D-2901C was later found to be unaffected by exposure to SCP-4133-1. After a timed period of 30 minutes, subject did not exhibit compulsion to return to SCP-4133-1. Test Designation: 4133-T-03 Name/ Personnel ID: Dr. Sara Lawler Test Subject: D-1203B Summary goal: To see if SCP-4133-1's effects will cease after being drawn by a subject with little artistic experience. Parameters: D-1203B is instructed to open SCP-4133 and sketch any images on SCP-4133-1. Results: A crude drawing of a stick figure next to an automobile. The subject returned to SCP-4133 and subsequently demanded to know what happened to SCP-4133-1. Conclusion: Despite failure with photography, the sketch proves that SCP-4133-1 exists. Exposure to artist renditions of SCP-4133-1 yield no active effects. Addendum 4133-I02: Transcript details interview with subject D-2901C after subject complained of unusual recurring dreams. + 4133-I02 Restricted - 4133-I02 Clearance Approved Researcher: Dr. Adamska Tyskovich Interviewee: Subject D-2901C Date: ██/ ██/ ████ <Begin Log> Dr. Tyskovich: Since drawing SCP-4133-1, how do you feel? D-2901C: I feel, good. An immense sense of relief. I can’t explain it. Dr. Tsykovich: It’s been █ days since the initial experiment. You’ve reported having a recurring dream. Can you tell me what it was? D-2901C: I'm driving a car down a long stretch of road. And that woman's next to me. Just having a conversation. Dr. Tyskovich: And what did you two talk about? D-2901C: She always tells me, “Thank you. I wanted someone to prove that I existed. I know I’m not perfect. Done a lot of shitty things, but I don’t deserve what happened to me.” Dr. Tsykovich: That's good. It sounds like we're getting somewhere. D-2901C: The woman I drew. What happened to her? Dr. Tsykovich: We don't know. We were hoping you could shed some light with this recent development. D-2901C: Well, I get this feeling something happened to her. It's a weird sense of déjà vu. Like she's supposed to be here, but she isn't. Dr. Tsykovich: You mean here? At the Foundation? D-2901C: Not here. But like, here in our world. I think that's why you can't find her. That page, that lady. It's like they're supposed to exist, but they don't at the same time. What is all this? Dr. Tsykovich: That concludes our interview, D-2901C. Thank you for your time. <End Log> |
SCP-4134 | euclid | close Info X SCP-4134: Claymore Anti-Personnel Mimes Author: devonmartin If you like this, check out some of my other articles: SCP-4714 (+62) SCP-4297-J (+73) SCP-4297 (+95) More by Devonmartin SCiPNet Terminal #418 There are currently 3 versions of SCP-4134 documentation available at your security clearance. [11.28.1940] Original Documentation [11.28.1940] Original Documentation NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The following is the original documentation for SCP-4134. This document has been declassified for historical significance as well as relevance to ongoing SCP-4134 containment efforts, but may not reflect current understanding of the anomaly. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Item #: SCP-4134 Special Containment Procedures: The Foundation will cooperate with leaders of various French Resistance groups, as well as the Vichy government, to safely contain SCP-4134-1 instances within the city of Paris. Research is ongoing to determine the origin of SCP-4134 and contain or neutralise the anomaly, if at all possible. SCP-4134-1 instances are to be contained in Foundation warehouse located at [DATA REDACTED] by members of ATF Sacre-2 ("Mimesweepers") using Procedure 4134-Harpo (see Document 4134-Harpo). Description: SCP-4134 refers to a pattern of behavior affecting an as-yet-unknown number of mimes within the city of Paris, France. Mimes affected by SCP-4134 (designated SCP-4134-1) will travel on foot to areas of high foot traffic within the city. Upon reaching a suitable location, SCP-4134-1 instances will take a kneeling position with both arms extended forward from the shoulder. At this point, SCP-4134-1 instances are considered "armed" and will remain completely immobile until triggered. When armed, any force which displaces either hand of SCP-4134-1 more than 3cm will trigger a directional explosion outward from a point in space no more than 30 centimeters in front of the instance's chest, typically resulting in the destruction of both hands. After detonation, SCP-4134-1 instances become non-anomalous, typically showing panic and confusion at their injuries. Expiration due to blood loss is common without immediate medical treatment. The Foundation estimates that over ███ mimes have been killed as a result of SCP-4134, or roughly 14% of the mime population of France, with containment efforts thus far causing an additional 29 Foundation casualties and 61 civilian casualties due to accidental activation of SCP-4134-1 instances. The Foundation currently has ██ SCP-4134-1 instances in Foundation containment. Research into the origin of SCP-4134 is ongoing (see Interview Log 4134.1), but as of yet the anomaly has not been definitively tied with any GoI, entity, meme, or cognitohazard. Discovery: The first known instance of SCP-4134-1 was discovered following the assassination of Ermst vom Rath outside the German Embassy in Paris on 09/11/1938. Foundation operatives intercepted a telegram sent to Sonderkommando für Paranormales, which described an explosion of unknown source from a mime with "inconsistent" blast damage. Data was found to correlate with a previous Extranormal Event which occurred during the capture of SCP-████, prompting the designation of SCP-4134. _ + Interview Log 4134.1- Interview Log 4134.1 Date: 12.14.1940 Interviewer: Dr. Richard Interviewee: Pablo Laurent, a.k.a. "Fleur-nez" Purpose: To determine the nature of SCP-4134, as well as identify potential origin of SCP-4134, an interview was conducted with a surviving SCP-4134-1 instance. Mr. Laurent is a mime, typically performing under the name "Fleur-nez," recovered on Rue ████████ with major trauma to both hands. Both arms were amputated at the elbow. Dr. Richard: Good morning, Mr. Laurent. How are you feeling this morning? Mr. Laurent shrugs. Dr. Richard: (in English) Would you prefer I conduct this interview in English? Mr. Laurent shrugs. Dr. Richard: (in English) Why won't- oh, of course. (Dr. Richard switches to French sign language) Good morning, Mr. Laurent. Can you understand me? Mr. Laurent nods. R: Why were you at the █████ ████████ that day? Mr. Laurent holds up his arms, which have been amputated at the elbow. R: Right. Do you remember why you were at the █████ ████████ that day? Mr. Laurent shakes his head. R: How did you cause the explosion that destroyed your arms? Mr. Laurent shrugs quizzically and shakes his head. R: Do you know who or what caused you to do all this? Mr. Laurent motions with his right arm at the wall behind Dr. Richard. On the wall is the flag of France. R: Can you elaborate on that? Mr. Laurent holds up his arms, which have been amputated at the elbow. R: Oh, right. Mr. Laurent was held for an additional 48 hours, amnesticized, and released. Review of past medical records shows that Mr. Laurent is a deaf-mute. As of 11/28/1940, SCP-4134-1 instances have killed over ██ Nazi soldiers, including the high-profile █████ ███ ██████ and his wife in front of the Eiffel Tower in October 1940. No Allied casualties have been reported. Statistical analysis is ongoing. [09.01.1944] Revision 04 [09.01.1944] Revision 04 NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The following is a past revision of the containment documentation for SCP-4134. This document has been declassified for historical significance as well as relevance to ongoing SCP-4134 containment efforts, but may not reflect current understanding of the anomaly. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Item #: SCP-4134 Special Containment Procedures: As of 08/31/1944, all known SCP-4134-1 instances have ceased anomalous activity. As such, SCP-4134 has been declared Neutralized. Foundation assets assigned to Paris will monitor high-traffic areas for additional SCP-4134 activity. No further containment procedures have been deemed necessary at this time. Description: SCP-4134 was the designation given to a pattern of behavior affecting 21% of mimes in the city of Paris, France. Affected persons (labeled SCP-4134-1) were compelled to travel on foot to high-traffic walkways and kneel with their arms extended forward (considered "armed"), becoming completely motionless and immune to all forms of stimuli. Displacing either arm resulted in a directed explosion outward from the chest, typically destroying both of the instance's hands; following this, SCP-4134-1 instances became non-anomalous. Detonation of SCP-4134-1 instances caused between ███ and █,███ Nazi casualties in Paris throughout WWII, as well as the deaths of ██ Foundation personnel; over █,███ mimes were killed or maimed as a result of SCP-4134-related injuries. Despite the high casualty rate, only █ French civilian deaths have been attributed to SCP-4134. Foundation scientists theorize that this could have been related to the nature of the anomaly, though the mechanism by which SCP-4134 differentiated between targets remains unknown. On August 25, 1944, all ███ instances of SCP-4134-1 in Foundation containment spontaneously regained mobility. Testing determined that none of the mimes had retained any anomalous property. All instances were interviewed, but none could provide any explanation of their anomalous properties, nor recall anything during time spent as SCP-4134-1 instances. Following interviews, all instances were administered Class-C amnestics and released. Reports confirmed that this reanimation was concurrent to the surrender of German leader Dietrich von Cholitz, marking the liberation of Paris from German forces. Research into SCP-4134 has been suspended. [02.24.2008] Current Containment Procedures [02.24.2008] Current Containment Procedures Item #: SCP-4134 Special Containment Procedures: In the event of a terrorist attack or mass shooting within a 1km radius of Paris, France, Applied Task Force Sacre-2 ("Mimesweepers") will conduct a sweep radially from the location of the incident. Upon discovery of any SCP-4134-1 instance, no fewer than three personnel, equipped with blast-resistant gear, are to contain the instance according to Procedure 4134-Harpo until the instance resumes non-anomalous behavior (see Document 4134-Harpo). All restoration projects performed on Parisian buildings certified as "historic monuments" are to be assigned three members of Applied Task Force Sacre-2 ("Mimesweepers"), accompanied by two D-class personnel trained in mime, to be converted to instances of SCP-4134-1. Instances are to be contained using Procedure 4134-Harpo on-site until renovations are complete. Membership in ATF Sacre-2 ("Mimesweepers") will be granted only to Foundation personnel with French citizenship born in France. D-class personnel recruited for use in SCP-4134 containment efforts must also have French citizenship been born in France. Description: SCP-4134 refers to a pattern of behavior exhibited by mimes1 within the city of Paris, France, triggered whenever the city of Paris or any Parisian buildings classified as "Historic Monuments" are threatened. Previous threats have included: Military invasion of Paris Destruction of Parisian buildings or monuments certified as "historic" Renovation or restoration projects on "historic" monuments or buildings, entailing the removal or destruction of major features of same (see Incident Log 4134.3) Whenever one of the above occurs, one Parisian mime will spontaneously become an instance of SCP-4134-1. Mimes appear to be selected based on proximity to threats, with closer candidates being prioritized over those further away. SCP-4134-1 instances' anomalous properties persist until being "activated" (see below), or until the "threat" to Paris has been eliminated (for instance, when "historic" buildings are returned to normal). Upon conversion, SCP-4134-1 instances travel to a pedestrian walkway within 100 meters of the perceived threat. Upon reaching a suitable location, an instance will take a kneeling position with both arms extended forward from the shoulder. At this point, it is considered "armed" and will remain completely immobile until triggered. When armed, any force which displaces either hand of SCP-4134-1 more than 3cm will trigger a directional explosion outward from a point in space no more than 30 centimeters in front of the instance's chest, typically resulting in the destruction of both hands. After detonation, SCP-4134-1 instances become non-anomalous, typically showing panic and confusion at their injuries. Expiration due to blood loss is common without immediate medical treatment. Individuals are unable to recall time spent as SCP-4134-1 instances, or provide any information about the source of SCP-4134. SCP-4134 was declared Neutralized on 09/01/1944 after all ███ instances of SCP-4134-1 in Foundation containment lost their anomalous properties. However, three new instances of SCP-4134-1 manifested following the bombing of ██████████ in 1960. Testing was conducted to determine the cause of the anomaly. SCP-4134 was subsequently reclassified as Euclid. _ + Incident Report 4134.3- Incident Report 4134.3 Date: ██/██/1962 Location: Cathédrale Notre-Dame de Paris On ██/██/1962, workers began removing the 19th-century grisaille windows in the nave, as part of an extensive restoration effort on the cathedral. While monitoring SCP-████ for changes during the restoration, Dr. Richard witnessed the manifestation of a new SCP-4134-1 instance. Foundation agents were alerted and contained the instance using Procedure 4134-Harpo. Believing SCP-4134 to be connected to the restoration project, Dr. Richard instructed workers to return the original grisaille window to its position. SCP-4134-1 instance spontaneously regained mobility, and was subsequently amnesticized and released. SCP-4134 containment procedures updated.2 _ Addendum 4134.1: LEVEL 2 CLEARANCE REQUIREDAddendum 4134.1: Credentials accepted. The following is an excerpt of an interview given by Marcel Marceau on On a tout essayé3 on 18/09/2007, four days prior to his death. Interview has been translated from French. Interviewer: Laurent Ruquier, host Interviewee: Marcel Marceau, a.k.a. "Bip the Clown," professional mime artist [EXTRANEOUS DIALOGUE REMOVED] Ruquier: Of course. How did you become involved with the French Resistance? Marceau: While I was in Limoges, my cousin spoke with me often. He was in the business of rescuing children, and he wanted me to join him. R: This was your cousin, Georges? M: That's correct. Georges approached me a number of different times to ask me to join different projects, but I was never a fan of combat so I stuck to that kind of job. R: Fascinating. May I ask, how did you have time to study mime during this period? M: Actually, that's an interesting story. I was in Paris for a month working with the Resistance on some project or other- one of Georges' schemes. I needed to duck into a building quickly to avoid a German officer. That's how I ended up walking into the ████ School. R: The ████ School? M: Yes. I ended up studying there for about a month before I left to join my cousin Georges in, if I recall… R: Annemasse? M: That's right. R: Why did you stay there only a month? M: The style of mime, it wasn't for me. A lot of what the teacher, Mr. Thomas, did was statuary mime, plastic mime. For instance, he would have me stand still for an hour, or try to balance on one hand for as long as I could. I preferred to be in motion, even then, but it gave me time to improve my craft, up until I couldn't stay any longer. R: What happened? M: One day, this was after I had been there merely a month, I came into the studio and saw Thomas more excited than I'd ever seen. He kept shouting, "I've done it, I've done it." One of his newer students was kneeling on the floor, arms like this. Marceau extends his arms forward from the shoulder. As soon as he saw me, he jumped up to greet me, but then… Marceau grimaces. R: What happened? M: I'm not sure. There was an explosion, and suddenly the student was on the floor, screaming, and Mr. Thomas… half of his leg was gone. I knew that the Germans must have been behind it. Perhaps they meant to reach me, perhaps they learned of my location from my brother. I do not know. All I know is that I left Paris shortly after. R: Thank you for coming onto the program today, Mr. Marceau. Closing Message: Research into the ████ School is ongoing. The Foundation has been unable to locate any records of either Mr. Thomas or his remaining pupils. Footnotes 1. Mime is a theatrical medium in which actors act out a story through body motions without speaking. 2. Further testing to determine which buildings are linked to SCP-4134's effect has been denied. For a tentative list, view Document 4134-Chaplin. 3. A French comedic talk show which featured standup comedy around current events as well as more serious interviews. |
SCP-4135 | keter | Item #: SCP-4135 An SCP-4135-B instance chasing SCP-4135-A shortly after being shot by machine gun fire. Special Containment Procedures: Mobile Task Force Phi-71 ("Duck Hunt") is dedicated to the location and containment of SCP-4135-B instances that manifest. The "International Mallard Location Index" is designed to track the activity of any specific member of the family Anatidae. Containment of the SCP-4135-B instance is considered Priority One, and containment of the SCP-4135-A instance is considered Priority Seven. Once the SCP-4135-B instance is confirmed to be contained, the SCP-4135-A instance is to be administered amnestics and released into society. Currently, an SCP-4135-B instance is located within Site-551 in a Biological Anomalous Entity Chamber. The chamber is reinforced with steel, and is to be repaired upon signs of damage. Once the current SCP-4135-A dies, the chamber is to be emptied of any duck viscera, and the new SCP-4135-A is to be located by MTF Phi-71. Description: SCP-4135 is a phenomenon that affects one random human on Earth (designated SCP-4135-A instances) at any time. SCP-4135 is observed through the spontaneous manifestation of any member of the Anatidae family, usually of black colorization, near SCP-4135-A (designated SCP-4135-B instances). SCP-4135-B will then attempt to kill SCP-4135-A through any means necessary. SCP-4135-B instances are resistant to physical trauma and quickly recover from most injuries dealt to them over a small period of time. SCP-4135-B instances have shown not to require food, water, or oxygen to survive, and can survive an atomic blast (see Attached Document 73: Manhattan Project and SCP-4135). When an SCP-4135-B instance is trapped, such as if it is in a container, it will bash its head against the walls of the container until the container breaks. Once the current SCP-4135-A dies, the SCP-4135-B instance will also die, and, almost instantaneously, another random human on Earth will become SCP-4135-A. SCP-4135 usually targets people ages 18 to 35, but there have been cases of it targeting children and elderly people as well. Despite being virtually invulnerable, SCP-4135-B instances are no more deadly than the average member of its species. Because of this, SCP-4135-A instances rarely die from SCP-4135-B, and instead die of natural causes1. Footnotes 1. This was also determined to be the case before the Foundation discovered SCP-4135 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4135" by Westrin, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4135. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: Duck.jpg Name: Bernache.jpg Author: Ludovic Péron License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4136 | euclid | Item#: SCP-4136 Special Containment Procedures: Information relating to SCP-4136 is to be suppressed on public and private platforms. Additionally, Foundation elements are to examine national and local health services for unusual reports of individuals experiencing a phenomenon similar to SCP-4136, along with local law enforcement reports from concerned parents regarding their child being stalked. If encountered, subjects are to be transferred to a Foundation front therapist service for future analysis. SCP-4136-2 instances are to be placed into containment at Site-49 Low Priority Wing-C. Description: SCP-4136 is a phenomenon among children between the ages of five and thirteen wherein individuals receive undisclosed information relating to the Nintendo Corporation or its subsidiaries, in addition to the appearance of SCP-4136-1. SCP-4136-1 often delivers this information through the United States Postal Service in addition to SCP-4136-2. Subjects affected by SCP-4136 report that SCP-4136-1 is a biological uncle, despite having no previous interactions with said individual. SCP-4136-1's is described as a middle aged balding male at 1.5 meters tall, lacking any facial hair, with ethnicity varying based off location of manifestation. SCP-4136-2 are modified Nintendo related products delivered to affected subjects in addition to undisclosed information. Instances are often hidden in subjects' rooms in obscure locations. SCP-4136 was first discovered in 1985 following various reports from adoptive parents of their children interacting with an unidentified individual. Following this and other similar phenomena across North America, SCP-4136 was classified, and the Nintendo Co. was contacted along with localized branches. Nintendo Co. has refused to cooperate with Foundation elements. Addendum-4136.I — SCP-4136-2 instances SCP-4136-2 description Notes Attached documents Two recent copies of Nintendo Power. Includes an additional five pages on a nonexistent Nintendo port of the Sega Genesis game Pauper: Rise of the Monster King. N/A " i give you missing copies" Ghostbusters for the NES, one years prior to the creation of the film of the same name. Ghostbusters theme plays only once before stopping. "u like busters no?" Duck Hunt game manual. Contains handwritten notes describing how to skin various animals (ranging from mice to dogs). Instructional images included. Few examples of non-anomalous SCP-4136-2 instances. "hunting materials?" NES 'Zapper' accessory. Contains elongated human neural tissue (in lieu of circuitry). When used, subjects experience epileptic seizures that continue until physical or brain death. The accuracy of the device is imprecise and unreliable. The inaccuracy of the device has only increased over time. DNA analysis indicates tissue belongs to multiple distinct persons. "parents are a bother aren't they?" Nintendo Entertainment System controller. Insides are filled with a variety of miniature human organs and bones. Subjects holding controller feel organs pulsating. Attempting to open controller results in high-pitched screaming. "ignore smell" SNES 'Super Scope' accessory. All living creatures fired upon undergo an abrupt high-pressure inter-cranial eruption. Targeted tissue becomes weightless and floats in the air. Originally used to kill thirteen bullies of recipient. Bodies are believed to have just entered the mesosphere. "show them what an air head looks like sarah" Sega Genesis made entirely from the flesh of Minoru Arakawa, former President of Nintendo of America.1 When the components are opened up, Arakawa's face is visible, with the mouth acting as the entrance for the game, with two ports. It is unknown if Arakawa is sapient. Arakawa is capable of locomotion via flesh manipulation, often treading along the ground. Classified as Object-999. Arakawa's vital signs suggest a long existence. See Addendum.II. Addendum-4136.II — Correspondence Subject-21, a nine-year-old child affected by SCP-4136 was asked by a Foundation therapist to write a letter to SCP-4136-1. dear uncle my thereapist told me to talk to you. i have been thinking for a long time about you, and i have never gained the trust to tell you. who are your parents? my mommy and daddy told me that they cannot remember your parents, and i tried looking into our family history and you arent there so if you could tell me who your parents are i would be happy cause its really bothering me micheal Three days after this letter was written and placed into the mail, Subject-21 received Object-999. The following note was attached. my uncle from nintendo Future tests are pending. Footnotes 1. Minoru Arakawa was discovered to have most of his chest's flesh removed from him on [REDACTED] after the Foundation interviewed him. Arakawa claimed he had always had the stitches, contradicting claims from colleague prior to his resignation in 2002. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4136" by Anonymous, rewritten by Zer0Ne0phyte, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4136. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4137 | safe | Item #: SCP-4137 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4137 is stored at Site-201 Sector 2, serving as a task force training zone for operations in higher-dimensional regions. Personnel who enter must be accompanied by a minimum of one operative with experience in navigating four spatial axes. Buckle harnesses attached to a tension pulley system are to be worn as a mandatory safety precaution — further equipment will vary depending on training operation specifics. All non-anomalous narcotics recovered from the pocket dimension have been handed to the Toronto Police Service. Anomalous narcotics are being stored under their respective containment procedures. The whereabouts of PoI-9090 and PoI-9091 are unknown. Any encounters with either individual are to be immediately reported and met with rapid response by the nearest Foundation facility. Lethal force is authorized. SCP-4137 Description: SCP-4137 is a 1975 Ford Transit 100 Campervan, possessing an interior pocket dimension (SCP-4137-Z) in which subjects can perform unbounded movement through four-dimensional space.1 Accessing SCP-4137-Z can only be done by sitting in the driver or passenger seat and performing the following actions: Adjusting the rear-view mirror in a set pattern of upwards, downwards, and side motions.2 Tapping the relative left then right sides of the dashboard. Hitting the dashboard with an open palm. Vocalizing "fuck Jailers." Exiting the seat and proceeding to the cabin interior. Entering the campervan through any other means leads to the normal interior. Once inside SCP-4137-Z, subjects can rotate through 4D space and move along the w-axis with similar physical motions as to those used in local 3D space.3 Of note is that the interior does not turn objects four-dimensional — prior dimensional properties are wholly retained. For those without higher-dimensional training this is a disorienting experience, and can result in motion sickness, severe migraines, and, if no means of extraction exist, becoming lost at an unknown set of coordinates. Additional modifications are present on the exterior and internal mechanisms of SCP-4137: A continuously replenishing fuel supply in the engine, supplied from a suspected higher-dimensional source. Tires which are each 3D cross-sections of a four-dimensional hypercylinder intersecting local 3D space. Major damage to a tire results in the hypercylinder automatically "lowering" or "raising" out of 3D space, changing the cross-section to new, undamaged tire. Van paneling with kinetohazardous properties. High-velocity projectiles that make contact with the paneling have their forward momentum converted to momentum along the w-axis, launching the projectiles out of local 3D space before full damage can be dealt. This occurs with 90% efficacy for bullets — behavior with other projectiles is being tested. Super Nintendo Entertainment System and Sega Genesis games consoles built into the walls of the (normal) campervan interior, wired to a flatscreen TV. No anomalous properties noted. Addendum.4137.1: Original Usage and Containment Prior to Foundation recovery, SCP-4137 was in use for under-the-Veil drug trafficking by known paracriminals Alphonse O.P. Pierrick (PoI-9090) and Yann English (PoI-9091). The duo was active in anomalous communities throughout Ontario, Canada, but operated on a small scale, avoiding Foundation attention. SCP-4137-Z is believed to have been created in winter of 2014, the additional spatial axis dramatically expanding the available storage space for narcotics and resulting in heightened criminal activity. A subsequent string of accidental and violent encounters with task forces stationed in Ontario resulted in both individuals being placed on Foundation paracrime watchlists. On 13/04/2015, SCP-4137 was spotted in a trailer park within the vicinity of Toronto. Mobile Task Force Upsilon-20 ("Hogtown Garrison") was scrambled to the location and, using prior recordings of the entrance actions needed to access SCP-4137-Z, raided the anomaly. It is of note that the Foundation had no knowledge of the four-dimensional nature of the anomaly until entering. TESTIMONY: Agent Jean Noé, MTF υ-20 Transcript You know those animations of tesseracts? The ones where you see the 4D cube shifting and twisting in bizarre ways, shrinking and growing? Yeah. Turns out 4D space is absolutely nothing like it. One of the researchers told me that's what observers in 3D space would see as a tesseract intersects 3D space, passing through our world from above. But when you're inside a tesseract? Fully inside the 4D space? It's a whole different game. It's not you watching a trippy geometry, it's you trying to step and spin your way through one. Now imagine having a shootout in there. You enter and suddenly bullets are shooting down from somewhere above you. Look up and you find that it's actually some direction you never knew existed, where two guys are camped out — one with an SNES Super Scope loaded with actual ammunition and the other with a fucking Power Glove on his hand. You don't understand how light can travel that direction and trying to rationalize it is like wedging a jackhammer through your skull. Maybe if you reorient yourself the right way it'll make more sense, but good luck when there's more bullets and now grenades being twisted out of some other spatial axis by Power Glove guy. You try to step "above" and suddenly the whole landscape of the room twists into a different shape where you end up alone with bullets still raining. Other agents show up but the way they rotate makes them look like fucked up cross-sections of a person before they pop out of sight. Blood ends up on your armor despite you being alone, you're praying to every god you know that it wasn't from one of your friends, and any attempt at regaining your bearings is another chance at getting your brains blown out. I couldn't navigate it. I vomited somewhere and I didn't even see where it went because I stepped the wrong way, and almost randomly I'd see the rest of υ-20 pop in and out of view with as much frantic movement as I had, and the whole world just kept spinning. Spinning and spinning and it was impossible. It was too unreal to handle. All I could do was, well, roll with it. Keep spinning. Spin and hope even a tenth of your shots reach your target. Having shit raids isn't new. As far as being horrifically disoriented goes, though? This one takes the cake. I don't want any of you to assign me to this van again. One trip in was hellish enough. It did make it all the more satisfying when I blew off Yann's arm, though. After 30 minutes of combat, Agent Noé threw a grenade in the approximate direction of Pierrick and English, who had barricaded themselves at the (y,z,w) coordinate planes. The ensuing detonation destroyed the barricade and severed English's right arm, with shrapnel causing further injuries. Before agents could react, Pierrick grabbed English, performed a kinetohazardous gesture, and vanished. Post-raid analysis of agent video feeds suggests that the gesture allowed them to escape by moving along a fifth spatial axis. Out of the six agents who entered, three were severely injured and two were killed. One agent is unaccounted for — the coordinate position of their body within the anomaly is unknown. The campervan was subsequently transported to Site-201. Addendum.4137.2: SCP-4137-Z Recovered Materials Narcotic Compounds of Note: Diamorphine, possessing spatially impossible chemical bonds. Response to sensory stimuli is lessened to the point of sensory deprivation, with a higher incidence of oneiric anomalies for users. Variants of methamphetamine. Ingestion induces the crystallization of all body mass for several minutes, described by users as a fast and "electric" sensation, accompanied by visions of "the seraphs of speed." Assorted demonarcotics. Cannabis, ectoentropically replenishing. Placed in a plastic container and labeled with "NO SELL" in sharpie. Trace amounts of SCP-████, found in a ziploc bag within an electronic safe. A sticky-note with "you know what to do" written on it was placed on the safe exterior.4 Tools and Misc. Paraphernalia: Deer College undergrad degree plaque in higher-dimensional mechanics, addressed to Yann English. Found beneath a bag of cocaine. Four Nintendo Power Gloves. One is partially dismantled with a tesseractic crystal replacing circuitry components. A sticky-note with inscriptions in different handwriting styles was attached to the shelf the gloves were stored in: Appreciate the gift, but if I ever genuinely wear this thing I'll sincerely hope I lose my arm for the crime I'd have just committed. but its so bad its good Polaroid photos of PoI-9090 posing at various tourist attractions in Toronto. Auto-injector, empty. The phrase "YOU ARE 3D. YOU ARE REAL." is repetitively scrawled on all sides of the cabinet interior the auto-injector was stored in. A modified Nintendo Super Scope. Pressing the fire button manifests and propels variable projectiles from the front of the weapon barrel. After repeated testing, it has been confirmed that all projectiles fired are those that have been displaced into 4D space by SCP-4137's kinetohazardous paneling. Paper note in the vicinity: trigger is fire button, switch to attack mode by wishing. pew pew ps dont use with the snes seriously i think i pissed it off bad with how head-hurty the geometry this uses gets dont make me get bitten more than i already have been Polaroid photos of game high scores and PoI-9090 playing at arcade machines, amassed by cheering crowds. Photos were arranged around several games consoles. All visible crowd members possess identical body gestures and facial expressions. Slight signs of distress are noted. 5-axis gimbal, rotating an arrow in the center. Observation during the 13/04/2015 raid suggests that the arrow points to the location of PoI-9090 if present in SCP-4137-Z. Found among a stash of PoI-9091's belongings. Polaroid photos of PoI-9090 inside SCP-4137-Z. Stored in a mechanically locked safe in a hidden shelving compartment. Angles suggest the photos were taken from positions in the anomaly where PoI-9090 would be incapable of perceiving the camera. Polaroid photo of PoI-9090 exiting the Tilt Arcade Bar. Image features are off-colored and distorted. Silhouettes of USB cables trail from PoI-9090 and connect to the surrounding subjects and objects, trailing into the arcade. Papers covered in notes and formulas for topology. Several have the same message written at the top: You can't be controlled. Stick to the numbers and you'll get out of this. You know you can. Body bag, stored in a ritually-sealed shelving compartment. Empty. Other: Hidden chamber, blown open by Agent Noé's grenade. Inside are collected newspaper articles on a 1985 explosion in the Toronto ravine system, game tournament records, news stories on robberies in Ontario communities, and the burnt remnants of a death certificate. A photograph of an individual identical to Alphonse Pierrick, dated to 1986, is included, with a note written on the back: How do you exist? Footnotes 1. Defined by the (x,y,z,w) spatial coordinate plane. Measurements are 7m x 8m x 5m x 20m. 2. Upwards, upwards, downwards, downwards, left, right, left, right. Modifications to the mirror facilitate rapid adjustment. 3. Defined as the (x,y,z) plane, with coordinates of 0 on all additional spatial axes. 4. 1975 Ford Transit 100 schematics and textbooks on higher-dimensional topology were in the vicinity. |
SCP-4138 | keter | LiterallyMechanical To The Stars, by LiterallyMechanical For the rest of my work, check out LiterallyMechanical's Author Page A few of my favorites: SCP-5236 — Ethics Committee Inquest SCP-4163 — The Tetris Prodigy SCP-4357 — Slimelord Item #: SCP-4138 Special Containment Procedures: The dual anomalies that constitute SCP-4138 cannot be contained, reproduced, or reversed by modern technology. Accordingly, information-suppression procedures have been enacted. All non-Foundation research into the origins of SCP-4138 is to be closely monitored and, if necessary, sabotaged. Any fossilized Saurosapiens progenitor skeletons recovered by non-Foundation paleontologists, whether on Earth or nearby planets, are to be immediately acquired, destroyed, or discredited. This containment log and description is to be included in the mandatory reading material for new employees in the Space Exploration and Development Department. Description: SCP-4138 describes two separate, but interrelated anomalies: SCP-4138-VIDAR and SCP-4138-FENRIR. SCP-4138-FENRIR is the cosmological phenomenon commonly known as the "Great Filter," the force or principle that is directly responsible for the original extinction and continued suppression of all sapient life in the Milky Way, save for Homo sapiens. Research into SCP-4138-FENRIR has led to the currently-accepted theory that the "Great Filter" is artificial in origin, and was responsible for a near-total mass extinction of prehistoric sapient life in the Milky Way. SCP-4138-VIDAR is the totality of the physical matter that constitutes the planet Earth, including terrestrial matter carried to other solar systems1. The presence of sufficient quantities of SCP-4138-VIDAR entirely neutralizes the effects of SCP-4138-FENRIR within a significant distance2. The storage of VIDAR matter in extrasolar colonies is a crucial factor in the modern-day, widespread expansion of humanity-at-large in the Milky Way, and allows for humans to survive in deep space or on alien planets without experiencing the lethal effects of SCP-4138-FENRIR. The apparent contradiction between the scarcity of sapient life in the galaxy in comparison to the billions of extant stars and planets, known as the "Fermi Paradox3," was first noted in the early 20th Century. While the Great Filter and Fermi Paradox were conceived of as thought experiments, their nature as well-supported scientific theories was not realized until the the closing decades of the 2300's. As the übertechnology necessary for the creation of VIDAR and FENRIR was lost with the extinction of S. progenitor, containment of the anomaly is currently impossible. Paleontological samples collected from Earth and other colonized star systems suggest that the lack of sapient life elsewhere in the Milky Way is a relatively recent phenomenon, on an astronomical timescale. There exists evidence of the evolution of unique sapient species on all 16 human-colonized planets, many of which co-mingled or engaged in warfare across star systems due to widespread use of interstellar travel technology. All of these species underwent simultaneous extinction events 189 million years ago that left the rest of the planets' non-sapient lifeforms unscathed. Earth itself is included in that number, as it is the ancestral homeworld of Saurosapiens progenitor, a species of sapient theropod dinosaurs in the early Jurassic period. While S. progenitor evolved on Earth, their fossils have been discovered in small numbers on nearby extrasolar planets. Concrete examples of their science and civilization are scarce, but it is known that S. progenitor posessed advanced interstellar spaceflight technology. Before they were exterminated by SCP-4138-FENRIR, Saurosapiens had achieved some success in colonizing other habitable planets, despite violent opposition from rival alien societies. The uniquely Terrestrial nature of SCP-4138-VIDAR suggests that SCP-4138-VIDAR originated from übertechnology developed by S. progenitor, but the origin of SCP-4138-FENRIR is unclear. Many researchers hold the position that FENRIR was developed as a weapon by an enemy alien species, while VIDAR was a countermeasure enacted too late by S. progenitor. Measurements of steadily expanding VIDAR fields indicate that SCP-4138-FENRIR has attenuated and weakened over time. According to this model, FENRIR would have been potent enough 189 Ma ago to overwhelm an entire Earth-mass of SCP-4138-VIDAR. The exact sequence of events surrounding the creation of SCP-4138-FENRIR and VIDAR is a matter of active research and debate. The Foundation has developed several competing hypotheses, and a clear consensus has yet to emerge. Addendum 4138-A: The Last Stand Hypothesis According to the Foundation's Space Exploration and Development Department, Saurosapiens progenitor may have deliberately enacted both SCP-4138-FENRIR and VIDAR. They knowingly caused the extinction of their own species while simultaneously ensuring that a successor could arise, solely on Earth. While most extinctions 189 Ma ago are theorized to have been caused by SCP-4138-FENRIR, two near-Earth exoplanets, both with Saurosapiens progenitor colonies, underwent unique planetary cataclysms at that time with devastating impact on their ecologies. In both cases, dense concentrations of massive impact craters spaced in precise, regular patterns indicated that at least one alien species had developed superweapons capable of large-scale orbital bombardment and planetary devastation. As both of the targeted worlds were home to nearby colonies of S. progenitor, it can be surmised that Saurosapiens feared an imminent bombardment of Earth. According to the Last Stand Hypothesis, the extinction of S. progenitor was a last-resort suicide attack. They simultaneously implemented SCP-4138-VIDAR and FENRIR, and wiped out all sapient life in the Milky Way. The initial energy used to ensure total galactic FENRIR coverage would have been far stronger than the VIDAR mass of Earth could counteract. Once SCP-4138-FENRIR had attenuated to the point that SCP-4138-VIDAR was effective, Homo sapiens arose in the ecological niche left vacant by the extinction of Saurosapiens. The continued effect of SCP-4138-FENRIR into the present day has ensured that unlike S. progenitor, humankind has been able to expand into the Milky Way uncontested. The Foundation has almost no data on the psychology and society of Saurosapiens progenitor. However, it is a well-accepted theory of biology that there is a powerful instinct among intelligent creatures to ensure the success and survival of their offspring, even at the expense of their own lives. The extent to which this instinct may have been present in S. progenitor is unknown, and their motivations are a focus of ongoing debate. Regardless, the ultimate sacrifice of S. progenitor is the source of the official motto of the Space Exploration and Development Department: We will make our parents proud. Footnotes 1. In typical cases, spacecraft built on Earth, living creatures gestated on Earth (including humans, embryonic livestock, and agricultural stock), and terraforming materials carried from Earth 2. The protective radii of VIDAR fields around extraterrestrial human colonies have been measured to extend as far as 5 AU. Notably, the potency of VIDAR matter has gradually increased over time, and these protective VIDAR fields have been steadily expanding 3. Jones, Eric M., Where is everybody? An Account of Fermi's Question. CIC-14 Report Collection, Los Alamos National Laboratory, March 1985 https://fas.org/sgp/othergov/doe/lanl/la-10311-ms.pdf ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4138" by LiterallyMechanical, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4138. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4139 | safe | Item #: SCP-4139 SCP-4139 Hover to enlarge Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4139 is to be kept in secure containment lockup with all SCP-4139-1/6 attached, at Site-45 outside of testing. The password to the combination lock affixed to SCP-4139 is restricted to level 2 personnel. If SCP-4139 exhibits unusual noises or rocking, research leader Samuels must be contacted along with site security to allow for acquisition of POI-326. Description: SCP-4139 is a medium sized, white, single-door fridge/freezer of unknown brand and make. SCP-4139-1 through -6 refers to 6 crude drawings depicting people and objects in various activities, including picnicking, space travel, and intercourse. Aside from a combination lock affixed to the front door, SCP-4139 has no electrical components. The back of SCP-4139 consists of a small assembly of pipes, ending in two curved openings. SCP-4139-1/6 instances act as a control board for SCP-4139, meaning that the manipulation of their placement on the front of SCP-4139 can alter its properties. These properties only take effect when SCP-4139-1/6 are connected to SCP-4139 through the use of magnetism. SCP-4139 functions as a non-anomalous fridge cooling at 1.6°C as long as SCP-4139-1/6 are attached to it. The relation between the arrangement of SCP-4139-1/6 and the effects are not fully understood, prompting a trial and error approach to research. Addendum 1: As of writing, these are the known orientations of SCP-4139-1/6 and their properties: + Show table - Close SCP-4139-1/6 Position Outcome A gas chemically similar to class A amnestic is released from the holes on the back of SCP-4139 until the orientation of SCP-4139-1/6 is altered. The gas vents at a low rate, tending to take many hours to effectively fill a standard test chamber. SCP-4139 decreases in weight by a factor of 12, and straps emerge from the back of SCP-4139 allowing for it to be carried. The internal topography of SCP-4139 increases irrespective to its external size. Space inside SCP-4139 measures at 10m by 6m by 50m, with the fridge shelves expanding to fit the internal walls. Leaving the door open while this takes place pauses its growth and causes SCP-4139 to emit 10db beeps every 3 seconds. Discolouration on SCP-4139 immediately disappears, slowly followed by the reforming of dents on its external surface and the regeneration of rusted surfaces. Extensive rust damage can take many days to fully repair. SCP-4139 fills with potatos and carrots, both with abnormally high levels of fructose and glucose. Paper scraps extend from the pipes on the back of SCP-4139, seemingly cut off crudely, presumably by POI-326. analysis of the remaining scraps imply the document to be a users guide for SCP-4139, prompting researchers to consider the origin of SCP-4139 extended prior to POI-326. The holes on the back of SCP-4139 eject wooden splinters at between 4-60km/h, roughly every 12 seconds. Analysis of wood shows a wide variety of sources. SCP-4139-1/6 begins to flash slowly, each luminescing in a different shades of purple and magenta. As there are multiple images flashing at different intervals, SCP-4139 can be used as an effective if impractical light source. SCP-4139-1/6 instances begin to flap as if blown by a wind blowing in the general direction of the hotel room SCP-4139 and POI-326 were recovered from. Had no visual effect, but on further analysis this combination resets the origin point of the above orientation's effect. The above orientation can be updated to show that it points to the last location this orientation was used at, pending level 3 approval. Due to the extensive possible arrangements of SCP-4139-1/6, it is unknown how many phenomena can be produced through the manipulation of SCP-4139. Estimates based on current ratio of successful to unsuccessful combinations suggest that there may be up to 200 separate phenomena possible. Addendum 2: The following is the Audio/Video log transcript from the raid on POI-326's hotel apartment, in which SCP-4139 was discovered. + Show log - Close Recovery Team Audio/Video Log Transcript Date: 28/6/██ Exploration Team: MTF-Delta 11 ("Wonderers") Subject: ██████, WA, Australia Team Lead: D11-Cap Team Members: D11-1 / D11-2 / D11-3 / D11-4 / D11-Sup Notes: Delta-10 had been tracking the movements of POI-326 since his initial connection with Dr. Wondertainment as a contract carrier in association with SCP-████. The incursions objective was to capture POI-326 for interrogation, and possible containment of related anomalous materials. [BEGIN LOG] D11-Sup: Audio and visual recording online. Fun's over. D11-Cap: That's right Johansson, you wouldn't want that on official record. D11-2 chuckles. D11-Cap: When we get up there, we're looking to apprehend three twenty-six as quickly as possible. Mr. Manchild1 said that he noticed old-english lookin' runes around the entire area, so be looking out for alchemy. D11-Sup: Remember, if conventional medical attention isn't working, try a bezoar. If that isn't working, it probably isn't alchemy. The elevator door opens to the 4th floor with police tape blocking every door except that leading to apartment 8. The hallway is clean aside from a purple, painted thaumic hazard on the roof above apartment 8. In the centre of this is a security camera, aimed at the elevator with a cord running into the top of the door. D11 had experienced little training against Thaumaturgical anomalies, allowing none of them to effectively visualise the camera clearly. D11-Cap: Hemsworth, check rooms one through seven and Johansson, nine through twelve. D11-Cap, D11-2, and D11-3 approach the door to apartment 8 and perform routine check for alchemical anomalies, allowing for the thaumic hazard to go undetected. D11 was later reprimanded for negligence. D11-2 unlocks the door revealing an immaculately cleaned walkway opening to a kitchen. SCP-4139 is visible at the end of the walkway, but goes unnoticed due to its unexceptional appearance. D11-2 moves into a the bathroom to the left while D11-3 walks further down the hall, revealing a hole in the wall leading to room 7 surrounded by similar paint as outside. D-10-sup notices this hazard. D11-3: The wall's knocked in here. The rooms are connected. (begins walking towards the hazard.) D11-sup: Careful in your approach three, that looks thaumaturgical. D11-3 looks around but appears not to be able to see the paint. She moves over to the hole in the wall. As she steps over, a bright flash damages the video feeds from D10-3 and D10-Cap. Yelling and thumping is heard. D11-Cap: What the hell is that thing? D11-3: Cut it off! D11-2 Rushes down the hall to the others. The painted section of floor has extended out of the ground and attached around D10-3's leg. D10-Cap uses his field knife to cut the protuberance, causing it to disintegrate into wet paint. D11-2: That thing looks bloody disgusting. D11-3: Behind you! D11-2 turns, showing POI-326 running down the walkway to SCP-4139. POI-326 opens SCP-4139 while rearranging the SCP-4139-1/6 obscured from the body cam. D11-Cap shoots POI-326 in the leg, causing him to collapse into the open door. D11-2 runs to SCP-4139 as it closes. D11-2: Put your hands behind your head! D11-2 opens SCP-4139, which appears to be entirely full of carrots and potatoes. They tumble out knocking over D11-2. D11-Cap: Where'd he go? [END LOG] Due to the large vegetable mass in the room when collecting SCP-4139, and the disorderly actions of D11, the order of SCP-4139-1/6 used by POI-326 in his escape is unknown. Knocking and muffled vocalisations were heard originating from inside SCP-4139 roughly 30 days after procurement of SCP-4139. Due to the possibility that POI-326 may still be inside, testing of SCP-4139-1/6 combinations has been deemed top priority for discovering the whereabouts of POI-326. Footnotes 1. A mole within the contracted branch of Dr. Wondertainment's Kiddies Kitchen Kraft. |
SCP-4140 | euclid | Entrance to the cave system where SCP-4140 was discovered. Item #: SCP-4140 Special Containment Procedures: An exclusion zone should be maintained around the underwater entrance to the cave system containing SCP-4140. Members of MTF Omicron-2 "Skippers with Flippers"2 must be kept on standby to guide the transport of personnel into and out of the cave complex. Containment efforts inside the caves are to focus on preventing the further spread of SCP-4140-2. Existing volumes of SCP-4140-2 should be blocked off from the rest of the caves. ▷ Updated containment procedures: Auseuil protocol ▽ Updated containment procedures: Auseuil protocol To prevent the manifestation of additional volumes of SCP-4140-2, music must be played in the central cave chamber at all times. The musicians must be seated in a circle surrounding SCP-4140. These musicians should be proficient with at least one string or woodwind instrument, but the specific melody played is not relevant to containment. A provisional underground site with temporary living quarters for containment personnel should be maintained. A total of 15 musicians3 are to be kept on-site, with an additional set of musicians housed on the surface for bi-weekly rotation. This ensemble of musicians is designated Tau-8 "Zann's Violists". Additional Foundation staff must be present to monitor Tau-8's shifts and to watch for obsessive and irrational behaviour, indicative of SCP-4140-induced mania. Deceased members of Tau-8 should be allowed to continue playing until the smell of decomposition becomes disruptive to other members. Description: SCP-4140 is a topologically disconnected volume of space located in the central cave chamber of a partially flooded cave complex.4 No matter is capable of passing through the boundary to this volume of space. All forms of energy (kinetic, electromagnetic, etc.) are completely absorbed by the boundary upon contact and never re-emitted. Due to its nature, no information about the interior of SCP-4140 can be gleaned. Its exterior appears to the naked eye as a nonreflective hemisphere with a radius of approximately 6 meters. Most of the surface area of the central cavern's walls is covered in living biological material, belonging to a single unidentified human male of Eastern European descent. Drilling has revealed that this substance is layered: The outer layer of fat, muscle tissue and blood vessels covers an underlying layer of sinew and cartilage which grows spontaneously from the rock walls. Samples of the walls themselves contain bone marrow and spinal fluid. In certain places, the surface of the outer layer has grown patches of various body parts and organs, such as skin, eyes and teeth. While this material is biologically alive and responds to basic stimuli, it is not believed to be sentient. The entirety of this material is designated SCP-4140-1. A cave chamber where part of the wall has been displaced by SCP-4140-2. If at any time there are no string or woodwind instruments being played in the central cavern, volumes of space similar in appearance to SCP-4140 will begin to manifest within the cave system.5 These volumes are collectively designated SCP-4140-2. While similar in appearance, they exhibit several deviations from the characteristics of SCP-4140: Their boundary is diffuse, and all forms of matter and energy can pass into them without resistance. All such matter and/or energy is to be considered irretrievably lost. Nothing has ever exited or been emitted from SCP-4140-2. Objects partially inserted into a volume of SCP-4140-2 and then removed behave as if the inserted portion has ceased to exist. It is hypothesised that SCP-4140-2 constitutes a form of localised reality failure. The total volume covered by SCP-4140-2 will grow continuously as long as the Auseuil protocol is not resumed. There is no known upper limit to this expansion: The volume of space converted to SCP-4140-2 has never been observed to decrease. When any number of musicians resume the Auseuil protocol, the growth of SCP-4140-2 will begin to slow until it halts entirely. The time this takes is directly proportional to the amount of performing musicians. It has also become clear that the insertion of living biological matter into volumes of SCP-4140-2 will temporarily halt its spread altogether. This effect lasts longer the more matter is lost, and is further amplified if the organic tissue belongs to a sapient lifeform. Nevertheless, this method of containment is extremely inefficient and may only be considered in emergencies. Personnel that are assigned to the Auseuil protocol for extended periods (in the order of several weeks) will start to display symptoms of declining mental health and, eventually, anomalous physical alteration. Affected personnel undergo a progression of symptoms, which can be roughly divided into three stages: First stage: Onset of irrational and obsessive behaviour, accompanied by an overall drop in compliance with Foundation personnel Reluctance to cease performance as part of the Auseuil protocol, to the point of ignoring basic needs Reacting aggressively when removed from the proximity of SCP-4140 Second stage: Claiming that the music performed as part of the Auseuil protocol sounds "unnatural" or otherwise distorted, as well as insisting that the music can be heard throughout the entire cave system Vivid hallucinations involving SCP-4140 Personification of SCP-4140-1 Deification of SCP-4140 Third stage: Displaying controlled alteration of their physique, including but not limited to: contortion of the skin, musculature and skeletal structure as well as rearrangement of internal organs6 Anomalous levels of physical resilience, allowing them to survive the morphological alterations mentioned above Open hostility towards anyone attempting to disrupt their participation in the Auseuil protocol In most cases where the affected person is removed from the cave complex while in the first stage, these effects have been observed to fade over time. If they do not fade, the use of amnestics is authorized. All personnel in the second stage are to be redesignated E-class and should be considered permanently unfit for containment duties outside the Auseuil protocol. All personnel that have reached the third stage should be considered lost. Since it is highly inadvisable to interrupt their musical performance, persons in the third stage will eventually expire due to dehydration, starvation or sleep deprivation. Affected personnel that expire in this fashion have been observed to keep playing, although their bodies will still decompose. Addendum — Recovered documents: The following journal was recovered from an obstructed section of the central cave, presumably damaged during seismic activity. This side-chamber contained a set of scrolls in the Old Adytite7 language, as well as a withered portion of SCP-4140-1. The scrolls serve as a record of the author's efforts to spread Sarkicism by freeing settlements from the Daevite empire. This makes it one of the only known Sarkic texts recorded before 1200 BCE. ▷ Display translated journal entries ▽ Display translated journal entries Personal writings of Karcist8 Otrava What I previously thought to be a mere seaside village has left me quite puzzled. Not only is it ferociously protected by an unusually large force of Daevite soldiers, I have also spied at least half a dozen carts this month alone, which provide the settlement with a steady supply of slaves. Does it perhaps hide some ore mine, where slaves are made to work until they die? We will soon find out. Unbeknownst to the rest, one of the guards has already been made part of my Halkost9. I shall strike from within and without at the same time. After dispatching all guards in the otherwise abandoned village, I found that the slaves were indeed being brought below ground, into a vast cavernous maze. However, it quickly became clear that these were no mines; Instead, we found a blasphemous subterranean temple where the slaves are forced to be part of an elaborate sacrificial ritual! On my foray into the caves, I observed Daevite priestesses as they cast slaves into an intangible void unlike anything I have ever seen. When I arrived at the heart of the caves, I found that it contained a far larger, immovable nothingness, surrounded on all sides by malnourished slaves who were made to play the flute without pause. When one of the flutists inevitably collapsed from sheer exhaustion, they were immediately dragged away and replaced by another unfortunate soul. I could not allow this travesty to continue, and so after a brief struggle, I imprisoned the Daevite priestesses in the slave holding pens. Most of the newly liberated slaves have fled, while some of them have declared loyalty to me. I am loathe to admit it, but it appears that the ritual I interrupted was not as senseless as I thought. This morning, I noticed that the intangible blackness outside the main cave had started to spread, almost cutting off our way out of here! One of my advisors did not move in time as the darkness lurched towards her, and the next moment she was gone. This amused the Daevite priestesses to no end, but it also seemed to halt the spread of that emptiness, if only for a while. The mad laughter of the priestesses came to a halt when I started casting them one by one into that all-devouring nothingness. Impulsive though it may have been, it has bought me time to come up with a solution. I stare at this thing, still surrounded by Daevite symbols written in the blood of slaves, and I see only a gnawing, hungering void, yearning to truly exist. I harbour genuine fear at the fact that it may be more than just another minor god. I talked to one of the more lucid slaves we freed, and they claim that the only necessary part of the ritual is the music. If we can surround this thing, at all times, with the cacophonous piping of the Daeva, it should remain blinded and slumbering. I am glad that I need not feed it more lives, but am I truly forced to return these flutists to slavery? Their duties leave them delirious, malnourished and exhausted; Surely they will not survive this for much longer, especially if we must have them playing at all times. Perhaps my aptitude for Lihakut'ak10 presents me with another solution. The thing awakened again, sooner than I had anticipated, while I was still engrossed in my meditation. It caught me off guard, and spilled a terrible vision directly into my mind's eye! As I was granted a glimpse beyond its immovable, black veil, I tried to look away, but found that I could not: The more I struggled, the more translucent the boundary became. At first, it looked like a portal to the vast expanses of the cosmos, populated only by the light of distant stars. As I looked closer, however, the stars blossomed into alert, predatory eyes and the vast, undulating darkness surrounding them gnashed wildly with countless misshapen mouths, each lined with razor-sharp teeth. I realised immediately that I was indeed mistaken: This thing, driven by instinct as it may be, was no mindless lesser god. No, in that instant, I saw it for what it truly was: one of the six Archons! How can our prophet Ion ever hope to commune with such a vast, primordial chaos? Can there truly be any hope of overthrowing the twisted cosmic order? Just as I thought I had reached the depth of despair, the innumerable eyes of the thing focused on me and it let out an incomprehensible snarl: As I could see it, it too could see me. Its gaze forcibly plunged me deeper into the vision, and before my eyes unfolded a representation of the Archon's terrifying machinations. At the centre of the void, there laid an enormous, half-formed amalgamation of flesh and bone, a serpentlike carcass devoid of all life. As I perceived time to speed up, I saw the nothingness in the cave spreading ever faster, and as it consumed the flesh of our world, the surrogate body grew closer and closer to completion. In the end, the patchwork body sprung to life as it became possessed by the very life-force of our uncaring progenitor, and she strode forth from the cosmic void, freed from her inescapable prison! When I finally came to my senses, my advisors had already taken up the Daevite flutes to lull the thing back to its slumber. I realise now more than ever that this is hardly a permanent solution. I absolutely must find a way to seal this thing away, from now until the end of time. It is improper for a Karcist to do this, but I have little choice: I have only my own flesh at my disposal. With my knowledge of Lihakut'ak, it should be possible to contain the Archon without further sacrifices. I will make a Kiraak11 of myself, to ensure there will always be someone keeping this thing at bay. I shall put my Halkost to work on sealing all entrances that I know of. From that moment on, those who stay in this cave shall share in my carnal blessing as we take up our eternal vigil. The words recorded here will be my last coherent memories. I reject the Daeva's sacrifice of the many for the few, just as I reject the inherent cruelty of life. The true nature of the demiurge lives within us all; Defiance of this nature has always been the only road to kindness. If I must live forever in the dark so that all others may see the glorious light of Ikunaan12, so be it. Of note is the fact that the dead portion of SCP-4140-1 in the collapsed chamber appeared to have been growing fully developed human bodies on its surface, rather than individual organs. This function was likely interrupted by the cave-in, causing the severed portion of SCP-4140-1 to atrophy. Footnotes 1. Previously Keter, SCP-4140's object class was adjusted upon implementation of the Auseuil protocol, which drastically increased the reliability of containment. 2. A mobile task force of experienced technical divers, who specialise in traversing complex overhead environments. 3. Three groups of five, with each player expected to perform 8 hours per day in four shifts. 4. The only known entrance to this complex is located under the shoreline of [REDACTED], at ██° ██′ ██.██″ N, ██° ██′ ██.██″ E. 5. The precise locations of manifestation seem to be distributed uniformly throughout the caves. 6. This is generally used for offensive purposes, when the subject is agitated. 7. The spoken and written language of Proto-Sarkites. 8. A spiritual and secular leader among adherents to Sarkicism. 9. Sarkic organisms of varying morphology under the direct control of a Karcist. 10. The Sarkic practice of corporeal augmentation and modification. 11. A living temple fashioned from the heavily modified body of a Sarkite. 12. The Proto-Sarkic paradise, which they believe will be brought about by their prophet, Grand Karcist Ion. |
SCP-4141 | safe | Item #: SCP-4141 Special Containment Procedures: The door to SCP-4141 is to be locked permanently and monitored through a nearby security camera. All SCP-4141-2 instances are to be monitored at all possible times, and Foundation webcrawlers are to monitor social media/online messaging platforms for messages and behavior that indicate a possible SCP-4141-1 instance. All known SCP-4141-1 individuals should be contacted nightly to ensure mental stability and safety. Description: SCP-4141 is a room located within the █████████ University Library, █████████, Canada. From an outside perspective, the interior of SCP-4141 is an ordinary room with a table, 4 chairs and a small desk, on which a projector lies. From this outside perspective, any human who enters SCP-4141 and closes its door will exit approximately 5 minutes later. The humans who leave SCP-4141 at this time become known as SCP-4141-2 and are identical to the room's entrant both physically and mentally. From the perspective of the individual entering the room, once the door is closed behind them it cannot be opened again. At this point, the individual is known as SCP-4141-1 and cannot leave SCP-4141 through any methods. After the door is closed, the lights within the room will turn off and the projector on the desk will turn on despite no available power source being present, playing onto the adjacent wall. Slow jazz music will begin to play throughout the room despite no speakers being present, along with a video in the projection (known as SCP-4141-3 from this point onward.). Due to the nature of SCP-4141, it is currently impossible for the intro to SCP-4141-3 to be properly documented. However, recollections from several known SCP-4141-1 instances through online messaging services have been used to create a rough transcript (see Addendum 4141A.) Once the intro to SCP-4141-3 is finished, it will switch to a point of view perspective from the SCP-4141-2 instance associated with the entry of the SCP-4141-1 instance watching. Each known instance of SCP-4141-3 begins with SCP-4141-2 leaving the room, calling SCP-4141 "mundane" or "just a room", and then continuing with their regular daily actions. SCP-4141-1 instances have no control over SCP-4141-2 and can only watch the projection. SCP-4141-2 instances are not anomalous in any fashion aside from their connection to SCP-4141 and SCP-4141-1 (unless the SCP-4141-1 instance connected to it was already anomalous in some way previously). They exhibit no deviancies in behavior over the course of their lives, save for any mentions of SCP-4141 proper, which it will attempt to avoid whenever possible. SCP-4141-2 instances will age and react regularly to disease, illness, injury and pain like the SCP-4141-1 instance connected to it would, and will expire at an age typical of humans if not killed in some way beforehand. Every instance of SCP-4141-1 is disconnected from their instance of SCP-4141-2 in terms of the previously-mentioned factors, as injuries or illnesses suffered by their SCP-4141-2 instance will not be felt by them. Should an SCP-4141-1 instance die within SCP-4141 by any means, their connected SCP-4141-2 instance will die at around the same time from one of many possible unpredictable means, most often a brain aneurysm. If the instance of SCP-4141-2 dies, it is presumed that its connected SCP-4141-1 instance will die along with it, as no SCP-4141-1 instances in contact with Foundation personnel have responded after the death of their respective SCP-4141-2. It should be noted that, after entering, all SCP-4141-1 instances lose the need to sleep, eat, drink or excrete waste and will not suffer ill effects if they never do so. This does not transfer over to SCP-4141-2 instances, however, as SCP-4141-2 instances that die of starvation, dehydration or any complications thereof will kill their connected SCP-4141-1 instance as well. For a currently unknown reason, wireless internet connection is still possible within SCP-4141, along with a single working electrical socket, in what is currently believed to be an oversight during creation. Cellular connection is cut off, but SCP-4141-1 instances inside can connect to the internet and communicate through it while inside, which is currently the only known way of contact and the method the Foundation uses to keep up to date with the conditions of what are currently 4 different SCP-4141-1 instances. SCP-4141-2 instances that enter SCP-4141 again are not affected, usually leaving the room after 30 seconds and complaining of a mild headache. Addendum 4141A: The following is a rough transcript of SCP-4141-3's intro, spoken by what is described as a young American male. + Open Transcript - Close Transcript Greetings, and welcome to the show! Both my colleagues and I are pleased to present our magnum opus, our masterpiece, the greatest work of visual art and/or cinema ever made! This is You: The Real-Time Autobiography! You might be wondering what this is. In the simplest terms, it's you. A perfect biography and chronicle of your entire life as it would be lived by you, except you don't have to live it yourself! You're a spectator for the rest of this life, able to make your own conclusions and determine how you feel about your own actions as they happen. Rest assured, dear viewer, nothing that the person you're going to watch does would be out-of-character for you to do yourself. This is you. Purely you. The only proper and true chronicle of your entire life from this point onward. We all had a lot of fun making this and we hope it shows! And from me, and all my friends and colleagues and acquaintances from Are We Cool Yet?, we'd like to say: Enjoy the show! ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4141" by Alabaster-Alabaster, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4141. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4142 | keter | False color image of Rho Cassiopeiae's supernova. Note the ejected SCP-4142 eggs. Item #: SCP-4142 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4142 instances are contained at Research Site-759 within a modified stellarator1 lined with graphite, capable of magnetic field strength exceeding 250 Tesla. Stellar emission from SCP-4142 is to be collected and diverted to auxiliary generators. As of 03/09/2011, if an SCP-4142 instance is projected to become a supergiant, all Site-759 personnel are to be evacuated and several redundant Class 6 TENEBRAE Engines in place are to siphon and annihilate plasma from the SCP-4142 instance until it ceases nuclear fusion, neutralizing it. SCP-4142-A is currently contained in a TARTARUS-Class Gravitational Containment Vault 1 km beneath Site-759. The ASHMORETH satellite system in the Oort cloud has been tasked with monitoring for SCP-4142 instances entering the solar system. Disinformation teams are to prepare and distribute suitable cover stories in the event of another SCP-4142 impact. Description: SCP-4142 are animate conglomerates of dust, metallic hydrogen, and small gemstones in the shape of a featherless dromaeosaurid dinosaur2. SCP-4142 instances are initially 4-6 m in length (roughly the size of a Utahraptor) but gradually grow in size over their lifespan, and each one's dust portion gradually coalesces into several miniature luminescent spheres resembling stars, embedded randomly throughout the instance's skin. A wide variety of stars have been found in SCP-4142 instances. If all of an SCP-4142 instance's stars are extinguished or destroyed, the instance will lose cohesion, and disintegrate completely. SCP-4142 instances are capable of generating coronal loops of plasma from their stars; the size and temperature of these loops increases as the star ages. SCP-4142 stars undergo typical stellar evolution patterns, albeit at vastly accelerated rates. As SCP-4142 instances age, their stars evolve and expand, while the dust, metal, and gemstones directly touching the star gradually convert to hydrogen/helium plasma. Their bodies continue to grow and eventually become a cluster of stars, held together by a dinosaur-shaped envelope of cooler plasma. As plasma replaces more and more of the instance's body, its morphology changes from a dromaeosaurid to a bulkier, tyrannosaurid shape. By this stage, instances have usually grown to an average of 20 m long, and 10 m tall. SCP-4142 instances that reach the red giant stage will abruptly shed most of their mass and emit a large burst of light and heat, leaving behind a miniature nebula and a cluster of small (15-25 cm long) ovoid shapes similar in composition to white dwarf stars. These objects will hatch into new SCP-4142 instances within a year. SCP-4142 was initially encountered when six eggs impacted in remote Nunavut, Canada. While the eggs were presumed to have been slowed significantly by the Earth's magnetosphere, two hatched during descent and were destroyed by air resistance, and four eggs reached the surface intact. These were subsequently contained, and the event successfully passed off as an unusual meteor strike. On 03/09/2011, one instance of SCP-4142 with a single, yellow hypergiant inside it began to undergo stellar core collapse (generally followed by a supernova in nonanomalous stars). Prototype TENEBRAE engines were quickly brought online to attempt to siphon matter from the collapsing star in an effort to minimize the impact; however, the instance successfully underwent a supernova, destroying a significant portion of Site-759 and temporarily breaching other SCP-4142 instances. In the stellar remnant of the exploded instance, a small white ovoid object resembling a neutron star was found, designated SCP-4142-A. SCP-4142-A sporadically vibrates, and has twice undergone starquakes (a momentary shift in the star's outer surface, analogous to earthquakes). On 08/26/2119, Foundation Orbital Research Compound (FORC) AIJALON monitoring the aftermath of the star Rho Cassiopeiae's supernova detected several trillion SCP-4142 eggs ejected from the supernova remnant in all directions, at speeds of up to 0.008c. Footnotes 1. A specific type of machine that uses magnetic fields to enclose and contain high energy plasma, and is used in several Foundation nuclear fusion reactors. 2. A family of dinosaurs that includes what are colloquially known as "raptors". ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4142" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4142. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: supernova.jpg Name: File:Superbubble LHA 120-N 44 in the Large Magellanic Cloud.jpg Author: ESO/Manu Mejias License: CC BY 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4143 | euclid | Item#: 4143 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: danger link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Chen Lin is housed in a standard humanoid anomaly containment cell at Site-201, equipped with newly developed holographic entertainment systems and furbished as per Lin's requests. The cell exterior is outfitted with Kant Counters and AetherV3 Thaumic Particle Imagers, set to alert changes in chamber conditions as an early warning for defecation. Lin is permitted to leave the cell while accompanied by guards trained in handling dimensional anomalies. Interviews with Department of Extrauniversal Affairs (Multi-U) personnel will be held monthly. Lin has been instructed to trigger their cell's alert system if they need to defecate. Once done, they are to be rapidly transported from Site-201 to Multi-Hazard Chamber Zeta in the Arete Dimensional Array.1 Chamber Zeta is constructed to withstand various anomalous hazards, containing beryllium bronze antenna to redirect psionics, counter-memetic glyphs inscribed into the walls, three redundant auto-exorcist units, and one lavatory. Anomalies released from defecation are to be contained or neutralized through all necessary means. In the event that defecation poses a K-Class hazard, Array regulators will be disabled and Chamber Zeta will be jettisoned into the nearest dimensional aperture. Lin's survival is not considered a priority. Description: SCP-4143 is the intestinal tract of former graduate student Chen Lin, which continually generates additional body mass and extends through multiversal and higher-dimensional2 spaces. The small intestine entirely fills the cavity both intestines would normally occupy, entering a localized wormhole at its 8.5m mark. The sigmoid colon exits through a nearby wormhole, connecting to the rectum and anus. Preliminary autonomous exploration on 29/05/2038 found that SCP-4143 spanned a length of 30m, intersecting 4-dimensional space twice and passing through one alternate universe. Ectoentropic generation of new matter exponentially increased in the following weeks, leading to a 110m length by 10/06/2038 and 1km by 20/06/2038. Following this point no explorations have reached the end of the tract; all dispatched probes have been destroyed by anomalous phenomena or have lost contact. The current intestinal length is unknown. Initially, the tract matched the anatomy of non-anomalous intestines, maintaining the same proportions for each segment as it expanded. However, with repeated dimensional intersections it has generated a varied structure, incorporating aspects of the areas it enters and altering to follow constraints from local laws of physics. Refer to Addendum.4143.1 for further information. Chen Lin last defecated on 14/06/2038. The process, while not harmful to the subject, released three incorporeal empyrean entities3 and a miniaturized warhead with the potential to instigate an NK-Class "Grey Goo" Scenario. With anomalous phenomena continuing to build in the intestinal tract as it expands, the risk of hazardous anomalies being imparted onto feces increases significantly. Preparations for the next defecation event are underway. Despite expected health complications that could arise from extradimensional organ displacement, Lin does not experience any adverse effects from the anomaly. Addendum.4143.1: January 2039 Exploration Findings The following is an abridged overview of findings within SCP-4143, found using the ENR1 Gastrointestinal Probe from 03/01/2039 to 09/01/2039. Contact with the probe was maintained via microscopic relay beacons implanted into the intestinal linings or released into any present cavities. Findings are marked by which dimension or universe the section of the intestine is in, with the lengths of these sections recorded when possible. Sections not of note are excluded. Section Location Overview Baseline Reality (8.5m) Duodenum comprises the entirety of the intestinal section within Chen Lin. No other abnormalities noted. 4th, 5th, and 6th Spatial Axes (~7m) SCP-4143 expands in width to 4m. The region's spacetime prevented proper viewing, but discernible features were the presence of an ecosystem, inhabited by siphonophore organisms hooked to the lumen and bloodworms (Glycera) feeding on tesseractic crystals. 4th and 7th Spatial Axes (~50m) Similar to the previous fourth dimension intersection, except with a high quantity of tesseractic crystals displaying sapience. All vocalizations from the crystals were bovine lowing.4 Unknown (9km) SCP-4143 expanded into a 3km wide cavern, which contained the wreckage of buildings, roadways, and vehicles built in an Art Deco style. The majority of surfaces were covered in fecal matter, and several meter long chunks of it floated in the space. No gravitational force was present. No signs of continued life could be found. Unidentified Higher-Dimensional Territory (Unknown) Extreme levels of cognitohazardous phenomena prevented proper viewing of the region. Persons affected by the imagery claim that the area is territory of the "Upper Mantle Clusters" and observe stars formed from military armaments, with a hundred-armed trilaterally symmetric entity guiding the ENR1 probe to an exit wormhole. On exiting, a memetic glyph was inscribed on the probe's plating. Subjects that view it say that the probe is "cleared safe for transport." U-4765 (3km) The interior width reached 4km. Nuclear warheads, originating from U-4765's Foundation equivalent, penetrated SCP-4143 but were anchored in place by the merged bodies of hundreds of bloodworms. A severed hand holding an O5 keycard was found by the exit wormhole. Wanderer's Library (1km) Occult texts are fused into the lumen. No other internal abnormalities noted. Unusually, this section of SCP-4143 is believed to have existed prior to the intestine's development of anomalous properties. Multiple reports from Serpent's Hands defectors in 2032 include descriptions of an intestine wrapping a set of bookshelves, blocking access and absorbing materials that contacted it. Hand thaumaturges repeated attempts at destroying the intestine, claiming that the "worm" had to be purged. Circumstances are unclear, though it is known that each attempt failed. The relevant Library section was off limits for all defectors. Unknown (20m) The intestinal walls were entirely layered in fecal matter. Multiple frames of footage display a luminescent entity that changes between the form of Chen Lin, a version of Lin with their intestinal tract extending outwards, and an organism incorporating bloodworm and intestinal tract characteristics. The entity did not attempt to interact with ENR1. Unknown (5m) Humanoid cadavers were compacted closely against each other. Use of drilling tools on ENR1 was necessary to bypass the bodies and reach the exit wormhole. No identities could be ascertained due to heavy fecal buildup and consumption by bloodworms, but Serpent's Hand garbs were recognized. Unknown (8.5m) Interior possesses typical human large intestine width. Walls match the composition of bloodworm intestinal lumen. Unknown (Unknown) ENR1 exited a wormhole from the prior section and entered a dark, cavernous space with an estimated width on the scale of several kilometers. Gravitational forces pulled the probe downwards over a period of 10 hours, during which the cavern walls conically expanded outwards. At this point camera equipment observed a massive sphere of fecal matter with a radius that reached the cavern's maximum width. High amounts of heat radiation were released, and the sphere's surface continually shifted from the movements of indiscernible entities beneath it. Gravitational force increased and ENR1 lost emergency thruster control before impacting the feces. The last footage before contact was lost showed ten additional entrance wormholes on the cavern interior, expelling matter into the chamber. Defecation event preparations are being accelerated. Footnotes 1. A network of machinery constructed by the Department of Occult Containment and Multi-U to monitor and regulate dimensional instabilities within Lake Ontario. 2. Based on Diefenbach-Weltall Dimension Theory, which details the presence of realities stacked "above" and "below" baseline reality, separate from branching pocket universes and the multiverse. The categorization has been used to aid the research of various higher-dimensional anomalies. 3. Colloquially known as angels. 4. 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SCP-4144 | keter | The Most Important Meal Of The Day close Info X SCP-4144: The Most Important Meal Of The Day Author: Mortos If you like this, you can find more of my stuff here! WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS CLASSIFIED UNDER DIRECTIVE BLACKLOCK ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT EXPLICIT O5 AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION. = = = Submit Security Credentials = = = Security Credentials Accepted Item #: SCP-4144 Special Containment Procedures: The development of neural networks by public and governmental agencies is to be monitored and altered as necessary to prevent the detection of SCP-4144. The development of mnestic compounds by agencies outside of Foundation control is to be prevented using any means necessary by MTF Epsilon-7 ("Forget Me Nots") as part of their standard operations. Description: SCP-4144 is the concept of breakfast. The anomalous properties of SCP-4144 are wide and varied, but primarily manifest as an alteration to the memories and experiences of all partaking humans, causing them to believe they have eaten a meal between the time they wake up and noon local time. This effect extends to perceptions of images or videos of people supposedly eating SCP-4144, and to the memories of those who believe themselves to be preparing or purchasing food specifically for SCP-4144, causing them to believe that these activities are actually occurring. Despite centuries of historical and cultural evidence, recent investigations suggest that no one in human history has ever eaten a meal that could be described as "breakfast". When ideating an instance of SCP-4144, a person will spontaneously disappear from their current location along with the food they were intending to eat, and are temporarily replaced by a mannequin made of extruded polystyrene foam1 superficially bearing their appearance. These mannequins are designated SCP-4144-1.2 Observers will see SCP-4144-1 instances as the person they have replaced. Following a period of time typical of the consumption of the intended food items, the mannequin will disappear and the person will reappear in their place, along with the appropriately placed remains of a meal. Instances of SCP-4144-1 will perform any actions typically expected of the translocated person; upon their return, they will remember all actions undertaken by SCP-4144-1 as though they themselves performed the actions. It is unknown whether this is some form of memory transfer between the two, or if they are remotely controlling the SCP-4144-1 instances. The location of affected people during this period is unknown at this time. SCP-4144 was discovered when discrepancies in a neural network trained to identify images were noticed; images tagged as "person eating breakfast" or similar mismatched the determination of the neural network with enough frequency to cause an investigation. An anomaly was confirmed when individuals under the effect of mnestics were able to perceive SCP-4144-1 instances bearing their features in test photos. SCP-4144 Investigation Logs Test 1 Process D-Class personnel D-545-578 heavily dosed with Class-X mnestics and instructed to eat a bowl of cereal. Results Upon remanifesting, D-545-578 immediately collapsed and began gasping for breath. They recounted falling some distance in darkness into a bag or sac filled with thick fluid, which then closed above them. They then felt a sharp stabbing pain in their left thigh, after which they were unable to hold their breath, losing consciousness as the fluid entered their lungs. D-545-578 claimed to be able to see patterned markings surrounding a puncture wound leaking a thick brown fluid on their thigh, though researchers were unable to perceive the wound. The fluid supposedly dried and evaporated within minutes, leaving no evidence of the wound behind. No trace of fluid was found in their lungs. Test 2 Process D-Class personnel D-954-112 heavily dosed with Class-X mnestics and instructed to eat a bowl of cereal. Results D-954-112 recounts similar experiences to those recorded in Test 1. Broad-spectrum imaging was taken of the supposed wound location (this time on the left pectoral), and D-954-112 was given sample kits to take samples of the fluid. The wound was again sealed by the fluid, which dried and evaporated in under three minutes leaving no trace of the wound or surrounding markings. Analysis of the images revealed a deep puncture wound surrounded by a pattern of cuts and abrasions that formed an antimemetic symbol preventing normal perception of the wound or the fluid. Analysis of the fluid failed; nothing of the samples remained by the time testing was performed. Note: Tests 3-5 were repeats of the same test in order to establish a baseline. All reported similar experiences, with the only significant variation being the location of the wound. Examinations of all subjects revealed the meal they were intending to eat was present within their stomach upon their return. All D-Class personnel involved reportedly found the experience very traumatic, and have since all shown a reluctance to eat anything they would consider to be "breakfast". Test 6 Process D-748-664 is heavily mnesticised and provided with an environmental suit with a one hour supply of oxygen, a standard field survival kit, recording equipment and numerous sample collection containers. He is then instructed to eat a large breakfast of cooked meats, potato products, baked beans and fruits. Results D-748-664 demanifested from his current location as he was sitting to eat, before removing the sealed helmet from his environmental suit, confirming intention to eat rather than the actual process of eating is sufficient to trigger SCP-4144's effects. See Exploration Transcript 4144-001 for full details on the results of this test. Exploration Transcript 4144-001 Exploration of unknown extra-dimensional space accessed through activities relating to SCP-4144 Notes: GPS tracking of D-748-664 (henceforth referred to as D-748) continued to return his original location within the Site-89 testing chamber. Attempts at radio communication caused an audible response from the SCP-4144-1 instance, though no evidence of this contact was present on the recording. Video recordings taken from within the space do not appear to be subject to the antimemetic properties surrounding the rest of SCP-4144, and can be viewed without the use of mnestics. D-748's speech during this log has been removed, as it largely consists of long strings of expletives interspersed with imprecise narrations of what he is seeing. [LOG BEGINS] [00:00] D-748 immediately begins falling. Helmet-attached lighting reveals viscous fluid coating the inside of a possibly organic tube. [00:03] D-748 exclaims in shock as he impacts a fluid surface, sinking into a pool of the same milky fluid coating the tube. A thick sac appearing to be made of a deep red skin-like organic material closes around him, completely sealing them within and obscuring the visual feed of the camera. Note: D-748 exclaims in pain and later reported several sharp impacts on his lower back at this point, though they failed to puncture his environmental suit. [00:16] D-748 curses repeatedly, retrieves the knife attached to his belt and proceeds to cut his way through the sac. [00:34] D-748 successfully cuts his way through the sac, and falls an estimated 1.5m as it ruptures. He begins breathing heavily and cursing repeatedly. The atmosphere has a noticeable orange colouration to it. [00:50] D-748 begins taking samples of the atmosphere, fluid and sac material remaining on his knife, as previously instructed. Using a scraping tool, he also takes samples of the ground, which appears to be a dark stone-like material. [1:45] D-748 looks around the space. Light is limited to what his helmet light is producing; it is otherwise completely dark. Hanging in rows, separated by approximately 2m in each direction, are hundreds of organic sacs matching the one from which D-748 emerged. Approximately 40% of them appear to have movement inside of them, though no details can be seen within. No walls can be seen. [1:59] D-748 begins walking in a direction that directional sensors in his suit identify as north. [2:03] A feminine scream is heard briefly, followed by the sound of something impacting a fluid surface. D-748 looks towards the sound, and sees one of the sacs closing from the top and moving vigorously before becoming still. D-748 continues walking. [2:48] Another brief scream is heard in the distance. D-748 has passed by hundreds of the sacs, with no other notable landmarks or changes in terrain or scenery. [3:13] D-748 notes that the environment looks like a warehouse. He looks directly upwards, revealing a dense network of both metallic and organic pipes or tubes from which the sacs are hanging, approximately 10m up. [3:24] The camera picks up a brief flash of movement in the distance as D-748 looks forwards again and continues walking. He does not appear to notice the movement. Screams and other cries of alarm are periodically heard varying distances away. [4:48] D-748 reaches an approximately circular area in which none of the sacs are hanging. In the centre of the area is a circular pit, approximately 5m in diameter, filled with a thick brown liquid visually matching the description of that seen leaking from the wounds of the D-Class personnel in earlier tests. A constant flow of the fluid is pouring from a number of organic tubes above the pit. [5:02] D-748 looks around the area briefly, before kneeling to collect samples from the pit. A wider gap in the sacs can be seen travelling east and west3 from the clearing, forming a pathway. [5:35] D-748 finishes collecting samples from the pit and heads towards the pathway heading east. The camera picks up sounds of footsteps, which D-748 hears. He turns in alarm, revealing an instance of SCP-4144-1 with no observable features. It walks to the edge of the pit and appears to look into it briefly, before turning and walking away. It does not acknowledge D-748. [6:13] D-748 calls out to the SCP-4144-1 instance. It stops and turns to look at him4 and then turns away and runs. D-748 curses, then travels down the path in the opposite direction. [7:02] D-748 continues walking; there is no other differentiation in scenery. The periodic sounds of screams followed by fluid impacts continue. [8:39] The camera picks up multiple moving shapes in between the rows of sacs. Multiple sets of footsteps can be heard approaching. D-748 turns to find three instances of SCP-4144-1 directly behind him. He turns to run, but finds himself now surrounded by SCP-4144-1 instances. They grab him and drag him further down the path. He attempts to resist, but fails. [9:59] The group of SCP-4144-1 instances have dragged D-748 to another clearing. He continues to thrash in attempted resistance, to no avail. In the centre of the clearing, suspended from thick tubing in the ceiling, is a large structure superficially resembling a heart, made of a white organic material. It beats silently. Further tubing can be seen running from the bottom of the structure into a large hole in the ground beneath it. [10:23] A large tear spontaneously forms in the side of the heart structure, and an instance of SCP-4144-1 steps out from within. The tear seals up seamlessly. Two other instances approach the newly emerged one and begin applying something to its face area. [11:00] The newly emerged SCP-4144-1 instance is handed a long, pointed rod connected by a tube that runs into the hole beneath the heart, and moves away from the other two. D-748 is dragged to his feet by his captors, and the new instance approaches him. Its face has been painted with features that superficially resemble those of D-748. It stares at D-748 briefly. [11:30] The SCP-4144-1 instance thrusts the rod into D-748's abdomen. A brief scream can be heard, before the video feed is lost. [LOG ENDS] Incident 4144-001 Report 12 minutes into Test 6, before finishing his "breakfast", D-748 suddenly stood up and attacked the two guards present in the room with his eating utensils. Attempts to restrain him failed as he displayed a level of strength far beyond human norms, leaving both guards with a number of deep puncture wounds and ultimately resulting in the use of deadly force, terminating D-748. An autopsy revealed that D-748's entire body was made from extruded polystyrene foam, though all the clothing and equipment worn was confirmed to be that originally supplied to D-748, along with the recovered samples and recordings. Analysis of the white fluid and sample taken from the sacs was inconclusive, revealing only that they were some form of unknown organic material. The atmosphere was made primarily of ammonia and the floor samples consisted primarily of iron and calcium, and had a structure similar to that of bone. Analysis of the brown fluid revealed it to be made up of lactose, soy products, processed wheat and rice products, proteins from various types of animal and fibre from various types of fruit. Footnotes 1. Commonly known by its brand name Styrofoam. 2. It is unknown what form instances of SCP-4144-1 took prior to the invention of Styrofoam in 1947. 3. Relative to the presumed northward direction D-748 was previously travelling. 4. Presumably, as there are no visible eyes present. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4144" by Mortos, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4144. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4145 | keter | Item #: SCP-4145 Level 3/4145 Classified Special Containment Procedures: Any business found to be offering SCP-4145 is to be shut down by MTF Psi-19 ("Dream Catchers"), with any owners or employees detained for questioning. Any found victims are to be treated with a mnestic regimen. Foundation Webcrawler "God's Eye" is to scan websites for advertisements or discussion relating to SCP-4145. Any found mention of SCP-4145 is to be removed as per standard policy. Description: SCP-4145 is an experimental procedure sometimes used as a therapeutic technique, marketed as "Dissociative Dream Therapy™". As no instance of SCP-4145 has been recorded, little is known about SCP-4145 itself. However, marketing SCP-4145 claims it can isolate traumatic memories or negative emotions and experiences and physically separate and remove them. Without a subject to attach to, the core concepts of the memory would disperse into the Noosphere1. Tracking of individual concepts in the Noosphere is extremely challenging, so the outcome of those concepts is currently unknown. This causes an inability in subjects to accurately recall the experience and in most cases, causes an extreme disassociation with the memory, as if viewed from an outsider's perspective or in a dream-like state. SCP-4145 was brought to the Foundation's attention by advertisements for SCP-4145 posted on news websites, blogs, and social media. Through addresses attained from the advertisements, the Foundation identified locations where SCP-4145 was performed. Due to late action by the Foundation, the procedure became a popular method of "alternative therapy" on social media, though its anomalous nature was largely concealed. Several businesses have started performing SCP-4145 after the initial stores were shut down, confirming the existence of a distributor. Currently, the distributor is believed to be the Oneiroi Collective2, based on the group's claiming responsibility for discovered advertisements. Advertisement for SCP-4145 Close Interview with Subject of SCP-4145 Close Felicity Meyers, a health blogger was identified as a recipient of SCP-4145 based on a post she made detailing her experience and her beliefs of its benefits. The following is a transcript from an interview, where Meyers describes their experience. Interview 01: Meyers: Okay, so like, I was seeing all these ads and stuff for it [SCP-4145] and a lot of the other bloggers were posting about it so I decided to try it out. I had this experience a while back that was really bumming me out so I figured it was worth a shot, right? █████████: For the record, what was this experience you are describing? Meyers: Oh gosh, I can barely remember it now. It seems so silly and random. I guess that means it worked right? Um, I think, like, [Pause] I was in a car, I remember cuz' I kept looking at the road. I think I was in the back though. There were trees passing by because I was going really fast and they kind of scared me. Oh, it was raining too. I was watching the rain drip down the window and I think I'm misremembering the next part because it seems really silly, but a big fruit truck came by and started losing control and then we stop and there's glass everywhere and next to me, my mom is dead. I think. As I said, I really don't remember much. It feels really weird thinking about it, like trying to describe a dream. █████████: Okay ma'am. Continue, please. Describe the procedure. Meyers: As I said, I don't remember much. I think they may have given me an anesthetic or something. I went to the building I saw from the ad and I talked to a lady at the front. I don't remember her face, though. I remember being put in a tube, maybe an MRI? There were some people with me, the doctors I think. Now that I think of it, I'm not sure they had faces at all. It didn't seem strange at the time. I felt a really hard pinch on my arm and then darkness. I woke up in my car, with the taste of my mom's peach preserves in my mouth. God, I haven't had that in years and years. Really sorry to bore you with all that. I wish I could be more helpful but that's really all I remember. █████████: No, this has been very informative. Thank you for your time, Ms. Meyers. Incident Report 4145-01 Close On June 14, 2023, the project leads of SCP-4145 upgraded SCP-4145 from a Euclid class anomaly to a Keter class, citing a general failure to contain it. Despite the removal of advertisements and general use of amnesetics, awareness of the anomaly has not yet been fully sequestered. It is estimated that globally, around 1,000 people are exposed to SCP-4145 per year. Additionally, the effects of SCP-4145 seem to be worsening in certain cases. Many victims have reported the inability to remember or associate with key aspects, or in some cases, the entirety of the victim's life.3 Mnestic regimens have little effect on the symptoms. The most serious breach of containment was the disappearance of Nico Gutierrez, on May 2, 2023. Friends of Gutierrez report the victim planning to receive treatment for PTSD caused by the witnessing of his brother's death. As he was last seen entering a clinic specializing in SCP-4145, it is presumed his disappearance was caused as a result of the anomaly. It is unclear why Gutierrez disappeared, but its possible physical scars and other affected memories of the event were targeted by the anomaly. Upgrading the containment procedure is ongoing. In the meantime, efforts are to be made to limit casualties. Fascinating, isn't it? How resilient yet how fragile the human mind is How memories and emotions and simple concepts can make the whole thing fall apart That's why they come to us, we suppose In a dream, nothing is permanent In a dream, reality is whatever you want to be. We apologize for reaching out like this. We admit, it must seem rather cliché, but networks are what we do best. We realize you are frustrated There really isn't much to go on, isn't there? We understand We want to help We are going to show you what happened Be careful This goes much deeper than it may appear ONEIROI WEST CONNECTED CONSCIOUSNESS "Somebody pinch me!" CRAWLER: OWL BOT | QUERY: DISASSOCIATIVE DREAM THERPAY | SEARCH: OW SUBNET ADDITIONAL FILTERS | AND NOT: AWAKENING | BUT STILL: YOWCH, THAT HURTS! Baby Shark @doodoodoodoodoodoo Where are all the new guys coming from? They look real freaky REHOOTS 028,997,314 LIKES 7,682^2 17/12/2022 13:02em Yosemite Jackson @DoubleRainbowEyes Dont you hate it when a fetus made out of condensed regret falls in your milk glass? #mfw #mondays REHOOTS -4 LIKES 086,543,223,1 20/22/2022 2:44pm GochujangGucciGang Hey! Welcome home friend! We are very excited to have u! %-..,M;-;egh..aHHn no some thing happened what happened to me where am i GochujangGucciGang u ok? %-..,M;-;egh..aHHn AS#$…hgg ;;;P[] bro\\k\..[en] a;;;aa;;a,ggHHHH GochujangGucciGang WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻ redȊst all eyes on us /bb/ H00tsandT00tsallAb00t The daily happenings of the dream world an iceberg manifested in my house and now my id won't go back to sleep (freudianproblems.psy) Submitted 5 picoseconds ago by 0eped1u$ [EXPAND] Feeling down? (dissasociativedreamtherapy.psy) Submitted 5 hours ago by oneiroiwestllc (578 comments) [EXPAND] Help, I think he's dying (ohgodsomeonepinchme.psy) Submitted 15 hours ago by Scootley Poop [COLLAPSE] A new oneiroi appeared in my house. They look like a corp but they keep disintegrating. They said their name was Nico or Laundering Detergent, not sure which one is true. They are really hurt and I'm worried they're gonna get worse. What do I do?!? Showing all comments sorted by (not trash) ASilkenRug On your feet | Nice and Soft That's terrible! Try to get them to lucidate, that usually helps corps. WubWubWOMP Location is Impermanent | Why not go to Bed? keep their teeth in, get a compress, and call a friend. Try to ask how they got here, this doesnt sound like any corp I've ever heard of EmporerOfSquambo Grand Duchy of Squambo| An Empire of my own (-35) GUYS, THE COLLECTIVE IS TURNING CORPS INTO ONEIROI ILLEGALLY ASilkenRug On your feet | Nice and soft No way EmporerOfSquambo Grand Duchy of Squambo|An Empire of my own YES WAY, CHECK THE NEWS WORLD NEWS Developing Story: Incomplete Oneiroi Manifesting Throughout Oneiroi West Many sources have reported that corporeal dreamers are manifesting as fragmented consciousnesses, scattered throughout the dreamscape Painful and pitiful, experts believe that these Oneiroi are not true corporeal minds but fragments shunted into our world. Its cause is unknown but may be related to illegal performances of Oneiritic Transformation, transmuting corps against their will. Some sources report that the Oneiroi Collective itself is responsible for this. The veracity of this statement remains to be seen, but as stated by reporter Bees Knees and Toes "Big if true." That's all that's known for now, but subscribe to World News, and we'll keep you posted on the latest news regarding this phenomenon! Oneiroi West @theoneiroicollective It had to be done REHOOTS 0 LIKES 0 33/8/2023 0:00am Footnotes 1. The sphere of human thought. 2. A group of interest composed of thoughtforms and avatars of human dreamers. They are very active in the Noosphere and are known to operate commercial operations. 3. Victims are usually diagnosed with dissociative amnesia or depersonalization-derealization disorder. |
SCP-4146 | safe | Item #: SCP-4146 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the inherently uncontainable nature of SCP-4146, Foundation efforts are to be directed towards the suppression of any public knowledge of the anomalous effects of SCP-4146. Foundation web crawlers are to monitor the internet for mentions of money, gambling chips, or other objects in combination with mentions of human tissue or remains. In the event that there is any indication of awareness of the true nature of SCP-4146, Class-B amnestics may be applied as necessary. Prior to amnesticization, civilians are to be detained and debriefed in order to ascertain the origin of mnestic effects. Description: SCP-4146 is a phenomenon affecting all markers of value in gambling taking place in the Chicago Metropolitan area. During the process of exchange between players, the marker will spontaneously transmutate into a piece of human tissue of equal weight and approximate size. Affected markers will not decay like normal human tissue, but are otherwise physically indistinguishable from non-anomalous tissue. The largest single piece recovered was a femur with attached muscle and skin, substituted for a 12.4 kg gold bar. Sid Cassidy, c. 1926. An estimated 15,800 tons of human flesh has been produced by SCP-4146. DNA testing with surviving relatives has confirmed that all flesh is from Chicago Spirit associate Sid Cassidy1. SCP-4146 includes an antimemetic property, whereby individuals do not notice the physical properties of affected markers, instead treating them as normal gambling markers. Secondary effects, such as the staining of clothing or furniture with blood and other substances, will be similarly ignored. The existence of SCP-4146 was first ascertained by Junior Researcher Harold Leaf in 1957. While using mnestic agents to counter the effects of SCP-████, Researcher Leaf noticed his wallet was filled with large numbers of scabs, teeth, and a human ear. The tissue was traced back to Leaf's earnings at a neighborhood bingo tournament two nights previous. Junior Researcher Leaf requested and received voluntary amnesticization of the experience. Addendum 4146-28-f: On January 14th, 1929, Chicago Spirit member and Foundation informant Caspar "Fishface" Metzinger was admitted to St. Joseph's Hospital after collapsing in the street. Doctors determined the cause of the collapse to be shock brought on by an unknown foreign object in Metzinger's abdominal cavity. By the time Foundation agents were able to speak with Mr. Metzinger at 11:30 AM, he was delirious from fever and pain. Agent Timothy Sullivan questioned Mr. Metzinger, while Agent Jacob Weiss served as stenographer. The pair were only able to get a stream of consciousness diatribe from Mr. Metzinger covering multiple, unrelated subjects. After the discovery of SCP-4146, review of Mr. Metzinger's references to Sid Cassidy alerted Foundation researchers to the connection between Cassidy and SCP-4146. Agent Sullivan: Who did this to you? Metzinger: We did, and took him through and through. Through the hall doors you go Sid. Counting cards and blessings, a girl never skimmed as fast as a water strider. One leg too many. Fix six five micks. Chappy2 said you took cash and ate it with beans. We took you in a can, too. Mama, I looked up at you through the lake. Shout words through wine and piss in the dark for time! Sullivan: Who did Chappy take, Cap? Metzinger: No one, I never took a thing! Cassidy took tips made lips through lace cylinders. Sid, you can't go on like that, you're getting greedy for living! Oh! At this time, Mr. Metzinger began to writhe in pain and ceased speaking. Sullivan: Stay with me, Cap. Who got you? Metzinger: The end never comes, in a cold pickle jar. Scream and scream in circles forever. My skin in the game off my nose. His nose is skin like silk from a page of easy numbers. The boy, he took hold like cash. Chappy says Sid can be crash courses in earning a hard day's pay. He ran three long lengths of pork tenderloin for a flush! Rock torched eagles in black, chewing Canadian bean soup! Oh, daddy, liver mush regrows. Mr. Metzinger briefly lost consciousness after delivering this statement, after which he continued speaking incoherently for another two hours. At 5:15 PM, Mr. Metzinger expired. Autopsy found the cause of death to be massive shock from internal trauma. Further examination revealed bite marks originated in the kidneys, working through the liver and intestinal tract. Between 3:30 AM and 3:35 AM on January 15th, 1929 Mr. Metzinger's remains vanished from Foundation custody. The reason for this disappearance is unclear. Footnotes 1. Born Sigizmund Kołodziejczak June 27th, 1885 in Warsaw, Russian Empire, Cassidy immigrated to Chicago in 1893. Joining the Chicago Spirit during its ascent in the early 1910's, he rose to oversee three of the Spirit's most lucrative gambling dens. Cassidy was last seen in late May, 1928. 2. Believed to be a reference to Richard Davis Chappell, leader of the Chicago Spirit organization at the time. |
SCP-4147 | safe | Item #: SCP-4147 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4147 is to be contained inside four standard lockers on Site 28. Access is to be given only to Senior Research staff and superiors, however, further experimentation of SCP-4147 is pending O5 approval and is currently disallowed. MTF Sigma-3 ("Bibliographers") is to continue searching the Wanderer's Library for other instances of SCP-4147. Description: SCP-4147 is a series of encyclopedias divided into several volumes each. The number of volumes per instance varies. Each instance was published in 1912 by "Puffin Publishing". Volumes are hard cover, have non-anomalous ink and paper, and have red colored covers with gold text displaying a title. All titles translate to "National Mythos Encyclopedia". Each instance of SCP-4147 covers a different language and includes descriptions of numerous mythical creatures and legends unique to the nation whose official language corresponds to the text of the instance. All entries are alphabetized. There are currently 4 instances of SCP-4147 held by the Foundation, no other instances are confirmed to exist: SCP-4147-1, English. SCP-4147-2, Gaelic. SCP-4147-3, Russian. SCP-4147-4, Japanese. The last page of each instance is blank. If an entry following the approved format is written in1, then related superstitions in native speakers of the corresponding language will take root, and the entry will become integrated into the culture of corresponding nationalities. When an instance is closed, the new entry page will be moved to an alphabetized position and a new last page will be created. Experimentation of SCP-4147 has been suspended by order of O5-3 after an ethics committee report condemning the experiments and describing their collateral damage as "although not costing in human life, still damaging to the well being of humanity as a whole." A request for an O5 council referendum by Dr. Mitchel and Dr. Takeda on resuming testing of SCP-4147 has been accepted, and the O5 council is currently reviewing experiment logs. + Experiment SCP-4147 A - hide this content The objective of this experiment was to test the hypothesis that as well as additions to SCP-4147 instances being retroactive, their memetic effects are neutralized by knowledge of SCP-4147. This would be tested by adding in an entry into an instance tied to the language of one of the research staff, and then interviewing them after "submitting" the entry (closing the book). Gaelic being the least spoken of the four languages that each instance of SCP-4147 correspond to, the instance representing it was selected for the experiment to minimize potential collateral damage. Written primarily by Dr. O'Donald, a native Gaelic speaker from County Galway, Ireland, with assistance from her co-researchers, below is a translation of the entry created for the purposes of this experiment. LEPRECHAUN The Shoe Maker Description: Leprechauns are fairies known across the world as symbols of Ireland, mischief, and luck. In the modern day they are almost always seen in their iconic apparel, and are popular presences in Irish fairy tales and holidays. Popular legends have Leprechauns mending shoes and protecting their pots of gold hidden at the ends of rainbows, with human beings trying to capture them or steal their hidden gold. Leprechauns have become one of the most recognizable and integral myths of Ireland and Irish culture. Specific Regions: Leprechauns have no specific native region, besides Ireland. Featured in these tales: The Leprechaun, or Fairy Shoemaker, by William Allingham (End of entry) + Dr. O'Donald/Dr. Mitchel Interview Log - hide this content Notes: This interview was conducted immediately after the submitting of the SCP-4147-A experiment entry <Begin Log> Dr. Mitchel: Ok, now that should be shuffled in there, I guess the "post-experiment interview" starts now. So, O'Donald, do you remember writing the entry for "Leprechaun" in SCP-4147? Dr. O'Donald: Well, uh, yes. Dr. Mitchel: Then that settles it, Interview over. Dr. O'Donald Well, hold on, but, doesn't that seem a bit ridiculous to you? Dr. Mitchel pauses, hovering over the off button on the recorder, and turns back toward Dr. O'Donald Dr. Mitchel: How so? Dr. O'Donald: Well, we've essentially just added an entry for something that already exists as a myth. I'm dumbfounded as to how it wasn't in there already, doesn't that defeat the point of adding in an entry? Dr. Mitchel: Dr. O'Donald, please elaborate on what you mean by "already exists as a myth". Dr. O'Donald: I could ask you to elaborate on what you mean, the Leprechaun is a pretty solidified part of Irish culture. Dr. Mitchel: Okay, O'Donald, I am going to need to play you a tape. Dr. O'Donald: You really don't need to do that. Dr. Mitchel: Well, you're right, I don't if you can explain to me what you mean when you say the Leprechaun, that idea you spent all of this week developing as your idea, is an established part of Irish culture. Dr. O'Donald does not answer Dr. Mitchel: Then I have to play to the tapes. Dr. O'Donald is then shown a tape of herself explaining the "Leprechaun" idea and the thought process behind its creation to other senior researchers. Dr. O'Donald is visibly distressed while watching the tape. Dr. O'Donald: Well, I… I, it's… It isn't possible for someone to come up with the idea of a damn Leprechaun! I must have been on something, or the tape was altered, maybe an infohazard or memetic or whatever from SCP-4147? That, uh, makes you… An infohazard that changes the records, of, uh… Dr. Mitchel: Dr. O'Donald, I am going to ask you again, do you remember writing and submitting the entry for "Leprechaun" in SCP-4147? Dr. O'Donald: God damnit of course I do! It was 5 minutes ago we put it in, but, also… Dr. Mitchel: What else do you remember, Dr. O'Donald? Dr. O'Donald: What else do I remember, what don't I? My childhood for one thing, hearing stories at night about Leprechauns falling prey to their own pranks, about how trying to steal and get rich quickly would always flounder in the face of hard work whenever the Leprechaun would slip out of the hands of robbers, stories about fools trying to find the gold at the end of the rainbow and missing the beauty of the rainbow itself! I remember my morals, if that is what you're asking. It's a silly little elf thing wearing green but it was always there on St. Patrick's Day and in my nursery rhymes, how can it be just an entry we, or I, came up with and put in some godforsaken book! Dr. Mitchel I see. Interview over. Researcher's Notes: This interview has shed light on a disturbing effect of SCP-4147. We expected either to have a correct hypothesis, the lucky outcome that we'd just be immune to these changes, or the less convenient but workable outcome that it simply destroys any memories that conflict with the narrative it spins for its new entries. Neither were the case, and further testing will require a more gentle approach. + SCP-4147-B Addendum - hide this content Notable SCP-4147-1 entry, parts of this entry was written using a different ink than the other entries within the instance. From SCP-4147-1 SANTA CLAUS Jolly Saint Nick Description: One of the most recognizable examples of mythology, Santa Claus traces his roots back to St. Nicholas in the 3rd century. Santa Claus has a come a long way since then, spreading through Dutch culture to America through Dutch immigrants in New York, and then the world. Although myths inspired by St. Nick have appeared in many places besides America, and the United States only featuring a sort of adaptation of the Dutch legend, this American adaptation has become by far the most popular in the US and around the world. Today, Santa Claus is a symbol of gift giving on Christmas day across the globe, and it is custom for many parents to let their children believe he is real. The modern day Santa Claus is almost always seen in his stylish red and white, but only started being presented this way thanks to the good people at the Coca-Cola® Corporation. Santa premiered his iconic outfit drinking refreshing Coca-Cola® products, and he is still as widely loved as Coca-Cola® products to this day. Specific Regions: Santa Claus is an international figure. Featured in these tales: A Visit from St. Nicholas by Clark Moore (end of entry) Footnotes 1. A format using previous entries as precedence has been constructed by research staff, see Experiment SCP-4147-A and Addendum SCP-4147-B ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4147" by M hate T, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4147. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4148 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4148 Special Containment Procedure: The area surrounding SCP-4148 has been cordoned off under the cover story of a dangerous spider infestation. SCP-4148-1 instances have not been seen leaving SCP-4148, and further containment procedures are not necessary. Foundation agents at Lunar Area 32 will contain SCP-4148-2 once it reaches their location. Description: SCP-4148 is a 1:240 reconstruction of the Kennedy Space Center in Osceola Forest, Florida. SCP-4148 is made primarily up of wood, rocks, sap, and mechanical components of unknown origin. SCP-4148-1 refers to any specimen of the family Coccinellidae (Ladybugs) introduced to SCP-4148. SCP-4148-1, once within a five-meter radius of SCP-4148, will begin work within SCP-4148, including maintaining, repairing, and constructing its components. There are approximately 400 instances of SCP-4148-1 within SCP-4148. Even if brought outside of SCP-4148, SCP-4148-1 instances will eventually return there of their own volition. Despite limitations in resources, SCP-4148 has successfully launched several manned rockets, propelled upwards through some anomalous force. Most of these launches have ended in the rocket either crashing or exploding1. Incident 01: On 2018/10/13, SCP-4148 successfully launched a rocket, made entirely of a plastic bottle and several sticks. The rocket propelled itself 15 meters into the air. All instances of SCP-4148-1 ceased their activity and watched the rocket. After ten minutes, the rocket exploded, scattering its parts over the clearing SCP-4148 was situated in. For a period of three days following this event, no work was seen from SCP-4148-1. Further investigation revealed that they all appeared to stay indoors within SCP-4148. However, SCP-4148-1 then collected the remains of the rocket, and began repairs. Incident 02: On 2018/11/19, after repairs were finished on the rocket, it was launched again by SCP-4148. Despite previous launches ending in failure, the rocket managed to consistently accelerate upwards without failure. This was met with an erratic period of activity from SCP-4148-1 presumed to be celebration. The rocket, now designated SCP-4148-2, has escaped Earth's atmosphere as of 2018/11/23. It is estimated that SCP-4148-2 will reach the moon on 2018/12/04. A clear plexiglass dome is being constructed around SCP-4148 to prevent further launches of dangerous projectiles from SCP-4148 from causing damage or arousing suspicion. Footnotes 1. Similarities between the behaviors of SCP-4148-1 instances, and that observed at instances of SCP-2849-A has been noted. An investigation into a possible shared origin of the two effects is ongoing. 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SCP-4149 | safe | A ROUNDERHOUSE Joint Coming Soon - Rounderhouse ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 3/4149 LEVEL 3/4149 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4149 Safe Interior of SCP-4149, cognitohazardous elements removed. Special Containment Procedures: To comply with SCP-4149-2's wishes, personnel are encouraged to behave as though they are visitors of an art gallery within SCP-4149. If breaking of character is absolutely necessary, it is advised to dramatize the incident to a theatrical performance. The building containing the entrance to SCP-4149 has been purchased by the Foundation and is to be fenced off under the explanation of being slated for demolition. 1 agent with SCRAMBLE equipment is to be stationed at 2341 ███████ Ave, Chicago. 3 armed guards from MTF Eta-10 "See No Evil" are to be stationed at 2341 ███████ Ave, Chicago, with 2 guarding the second floor and one stationed within SCP-4149 itself1. All expeditions into SCP-4149 must be approved by Level 4 personnel. Description: SCP-4149 is an extradimensional space, the entrance to which is accessible via a hallway embedded within the 2nd floor of 2341 ███████ Ave, Chicago, an uninhabited home. The interior of SCP-4149 resembles a large warehouse, and contains 76 art pieces across various mediums, including fine art, performance art, modern art, and sculptures. 54 pieces contain varying degrees of visual hazards.2 SCP-4149-1 is the collective designation for the entities found within SCP-4149. SCP-4149-1 instances claim to be from various neighboring universes and planes of reality, and often mistake Foundation personnel to be pieces of performance art. All SCP-4149-1 instances are immune to the anomalous effects of the art pieces within SCP-4149. SCP-4149-2 is a 2m tall, bipedal, sloth-like entity that identifies itself as "Professor Xorkanoff." SCP-4149-2 claims to be the curator of SCP-4149, and is usually found walking about SCP-4149 and discussing pieces with SCP-4149-1 instances. It claims to have a limited ability to travel between universes, though this ability has yet to be confirmed. SCP-4149-2 also claims to be from a universe that "is unappreciative of art" and chose to create SCP-4149 within an uninhabited reality to serve as a refuge for its collection. SCP-4149-2 claims that the entrance located in our reality is a design flaw of the gallery, and cannot be fixed without a complete rebuilding of SCP-4149.3 Due to several incidents of personnel disturbing SCP-4149-1 instances, SCP-4149-2 has requested that Foundation personnel refrain from divulging their motives when interacting with SCP-4149-1 instances to preserve the immersion of the gallery. SCP-4149-2 has voluntarily surrendered itself and SCP-4149 to containment on the condition that the Foundation protect SCP-4149 against hostile intruders. Discovery: SCP-4149 was coincidentally discovered during a long-term operation to root out Are We Cool Yet? activities in the city of Chicago. Agent Rochne and Agent Benjamin were assigned to follow two AWCY members transporting several pieces of anart. A video transcript is attached. ▼ Access Discovery Log Transcript ▼ ▲ Hide Log ▲ Discovery Log Transcript Date: 7/██/2006 Discovery Team: Field Agent Rochne, Field Agent Benjamin. Equipment: Bodycam of Field Agent Rochne,4 and one SCRAMBLE visor, assigned to Agent Rochne. Subject: Discovery of SCP-4149. [BEGIN LOG] Agents are seated within the transport vehicle. Agent Rochne: Targets have parked their truck, they're getting out. Probably moving the goods. Crunching noises are heard from the direction of Agent Benjamin. Agent Rochne: Really? Now of all times? Agent Benjamin: Fine, fine, sorry. Look, they've pulled out the art. Artists have begun carrying art pieces into the building. Agent Rochne: Let's move. We don't want another Boston on our hands, now do we? Agent Benjamin: Yeah, yeah. Agents exit vehicle and make their way to the entrance of 2341 ███████ Ave. Agent Rochne: Alright, move in on my count. Three, two, one, GO! Agents rush in, pistols raised. Agent Rochne: CLEAR! Agent Benjamin: CLEAR! Agents move to the second floor. AWCY?-PoI-1 is writhing in pain on the floor, hands covering their face. Agent Rochne: Identify yourself! I want a name, now! AWCY?-PoI-1: Ah… Gerald… Fuck… AWCY?-PoI-1 continues to obstruct their face, rubbing it in apparent pain. Agent Benjamin: What happened to you? AWCY?-PoI-1: The fucking art gallery… It feels like that time I got stung by a wasp but a million fucking times worse… AWCY?-PoI-1 lowers hands to reveal their face has been heavily distorted. Their nasal cavity has ascended to the forehead, and their mouth is on the left side of their face. No eyes are visible at this time. Agent Benjamin: Jesus, you look like my senior art project. AWCY?-PoI-1: What did it do to me? What the hell did it do to me?! AWCY?-PoI-1's eyes appear to have been relocated within their mouth, and are visible while speaking. Agent Benjamin: We'll get you a mirror later. Wait, weren't there two? Where's your friend? Agent Rochne forces AWCY?-PoI-1 on their feet, then handcuffs them to the nearby wall's space heater. AWCY?-PoI-1: He went into the gallery! AWCY?-POI-1 gestures toward bedroom. Agent Rochne: Ben, stay with him and call for backup. I'm going to check this out. Agent Rochne proceeds into the bedroom and turns left. In place of a window and access to the building's fire escape, a hallway with waxed wooden floors and elaborate lighting is present. AWCY?-PoI-2 is visible 15m ahead, engaged in conversation with SCP-4149-2. The entity is holding a framed painting and shakes hands with AWCY?-PoI-2, who turns to see Agent Rochne. AWCY?-PoI-2 flees further into SCP-4149. Agent Benjamin: What happened? Aren't you going in? Agent Rochne: Have you called for backup yet? Agent Benjamin: No, why? Agent Rochne: Spatial anomalies are way over our pay grade, Ben. Give command a ring. [END LOG] Exploration Log: Upon receiving a request for assistance from Agent Benjamin, MTF-Eta-10 was dispatched to the location to explore the anomaly. Due to AWCY?'s notoriety for using visually dangerous works of art, all agents were equipped with standard SCRAMBLE equipment. Video transcript attached. ▼ Access Exploration Log Transcipt ▼ ▲ Hide Log ▲ Exploration Log Transcript Date: 7/██/2006 Exploration Team: MTF-Eta-10 Subject: SCP-4149 Team Lead: H10-Alpha Team Members: H10-Beta, H10-Gamma, H10-Delta Notes: SCP-4149-2's statements have been accelerated by 3x for the purposes of this audio log. [BEGIN LOG] Squad arrives onsite and sets up an entry into the wood-paneled hallway. Alpha: Everyone ready? Squad sounds off. Alpha: Move in. Squad move in, with Alpha and Beta leading the way. They make a left and right turn, entering into the warehouse portion of SCP-4149. Gamma: Contact! SCP-4149-1 instances observe squad in mild surprise. Small trays of wine and cheese float around the room at random. Alpha: Everyone back up! SCP-4149-1 instances back up, mildly annoyed at the disturbance. SCP-4149-1 Instance: I do hate the ones that try to involve the audience. Like, if your art is good enough, I shouldn't be helping you perform. Beta notices SCP-4149-1 instance conversing. Beta: Boss, I think they speak English. Alpha: (to SCP-4149-1 instance) You there, what is this place? SCP-4149-1 Instance: Xarfan, this is the most heavy-handed social commentary I've ever had the displeasure of observing. SCP-4149-2 makes a winded cry as it slowly makes its way over. 2 minutes later, it arrives and slowly begins speaking. Gamma: Is that a sloth? SCP-4149-2: Why..does…everyone…move…so…fast? Ah, yes, this would be my newest piece! Delta: Uh, what? SCP-4149-2: Play along. It is meant to highlight… the anger, the cruelty with how we treat… new environments we find ourselves in! Yes. Ah, I can see it is not being received well, and I shall adjust my scripts accordingly. Thank you all for your patience. (To squad) Come with me. SCP-4149-1 instances slowly spread out and resume normal activities. SCP-4149-2 leads squad to a secluded corner of SCP-4149. SCP-4149-2: I do not know who you are, but where I come from, it is polite to introduce oneself. I am Professor Xorkanoff, and this is my art gallery. Alpha: Ah, hello, Professor. What exactly are you? SCP-4149-2: I am a man of culture! I rescue art, and put it on display for the world to see. Well, worlds. My gallery does not exist in one specific world, you see. Tends to add variety to the clientele. Beta: We observed you making a transaction with a man earlier today? Where is he? SCP-4149-2: Ah, that promising young man. I saw a sample of his art, and enjoyed it enough to offer his work a place in my gallery! However, I felt his skills could be refined. I just had to tell him about Zarzagon 15! They absolutely love charcoal paintings there, you know! I think it has something to do with the air there, all carbon monoxide, very cleansing for the soul. [END LOG] Interview 4149-B: 45 hours after the initial discovery of SCP-4149, SCP-4149-2 agreed to an interview. D-1739375 was guided into SCP-4149 by Agent Rochne and issued instructions via headset. ▼ Access Interview Log Transcript ▼ ▲ Hide Log ▲ Interview Log Transcript Interviewed: SCP-4149-2 Interviewer: D-173937 Foreword: Instructions from Command removed for redundancy. SCP-4149-2's statements have been accelerated by 3x for the purposes of this audio log. [BEGIN LOG] D-173937: Please state your name. SCP-4149-2: I suppose the closest approximation that you could pronounce would be Xorkanoff. D-173937: What do you mean by closest approximation? SCP-4149-2: My tongue is not yours. The place I come from has so much more depth to the language. This feels… shallow. D-173937: Well, where are you from? SCP-4149-2: This is a small ghost universe. A universe that has had everything sucked out of it, yet the husk remains. An entire universe, crushed down to the size of a warehouse. D-173937: That doesn't explain how you got here. SCP-4149-2: No, I suppose it doesn't. I can climb between universes, you see. Not particularly often, and not particularly well, but more than most people. D-173937: Where is your home reality? SCP-4149: Have you ever been forced out of your home, my friend? D-173937: Whole reason I'm here, in fact. SCP-4149: Then you can relate. My species holds… regressive views on the freedom of artistic expression. Which is odd, considering how advanced we were. D-173937: Maybe it was because of it? SCP-4149: I refuse to accept that. I have traveled through scores of realities, and each and every single one except mine had no restrictions to express emotions. Granted, they may have been less advanced, but at least they were somewhat happy. D-173937: What did they do to you? SCP-4149: I was regarded as a cultural extremist. Most of my collection was wiped out by the mob that came for me, in my home. I managed to escape with this and I've been attempting to rebuild since. So many unique pieces, lost. D-173937: I'm sorry. SCP-4149-2: You have nothing to do with it, but thank you. Have you taken a liking to any of the pieces? D-173937: Ah, I wouldn't know. I'm blind. SCP-4149-2: I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the concept. D-173937: I can't see. My eyes, they just don't work properly. SCP-4149-2: Oh dear. That sounds terribly dreadful. An ursine SCP-4149-1 entity6 approaches. SCP-4149-1: Salutations, Xorkanoff. Is this a new piece? SCP-4149-2: Um, yes, it is to display the… fragility of life. Yes. But it is not yet complete. So leave me alone. SCP-4149-1: I look forward to seeing it done. SCP-4149-1 instance wanders away. SCP-4149-2: Hmm, yes, I can work with this. [END LOG] Closing Statement: SCP-4149-2 soon surrendered itself, SCP-4149, and SCP-4149-1 instances to containment. Incident 4149-1: On 12/██/2007, Agent Hall reported a disturbance within SCP-4149 and requested backup. MTF-Eta-10 "See No Evil" were dispatched. ▼ Access Incident Log Transcript ▼ ▲ Hide Log ▲ Incident Log Transcript Date: 12/██/2007 Response Team: MTF-Eta-10 Subject: SCP-4149 Team Lead: Η10-Alpha Team Members: H10-Beta, H10-Gamma, H10-Delta [BEGIN LOG] Squad arrives onsite and prepares to breach into SCP-4149. Alpha: Everyone ready? On my count. Three, two, one, GO! Squad enters SCP-4149. All SCP-4149-1 instances are against the edges of the warehouse, idly observing the action in the center. SCP-4149-2 is engaged in an argument with two similar entities,7 who are dressed in tactical combat gear and armed with weapons similar in design to assault rifles. SCP-4149-2: Why do you torment me so? I have done nothing to aggravate you! SCP-4149-2A: Your inane means of expressing emotions are dangerous and must be destroyed! SCP-4149-2B: Xorkanoff, surely you realize you cannot run from the Xenarthra Council by hiding in pocket universes. Alpha: Alright, hands up! Beta: Fucking hell, I always forget how weird this place is. SCP-4149-2A slowly turn to address MTF squad. SCP-4149-2A: So these are the furless folks that you have taken refuge with? We have no quarrel with you yet, fast ones. I advise you do not change that. Alpha: I repeat, drop your weapons! Delta: Boss, I think… Delta briskly walks to SCP-4149-2A & SCP-4149-2B and one-by-one, removes their weapons from their grips and slides them to Alpha. Gamma: Watch out! Delta: They're fucking sloths, man. SCP-4149-2A slowly realizes he no longer has a weapon. SCP-4149-2A: What-how did you- they're moving faster than we can perceive. Retreat! SCP-4149-2B: What kind of eldritch abominations are you? Alpha: Yeah, you're coming with us. Alpha and Beta move to apprehend instances. Before they arrive, SCP-4149-2A & SCP-4149-2B both disappear in a flash of green light. SCP-4149-2 appears shaken. SCP-4149-1 instances begin applauding. SCP-4149-1 Instance: Astonishing! Simply amazing! The conflict, the emotion, truly the greatest piece of theatre I have seen in all my 367 cycles! Alpha: Uh, uh… Alpha bows, with the rest of the squad quickly following. SCP-4149-1: Bravo! SCP-4149-2 approaches MTF squad. SCP-4149-2: It seems this alliance is proving fruitful. Thank you. Alpha: No trouble at all. [END LOG] Footnotes 1. See Incident 4149-1. 2. Infohazards, cognitohazards, memetics, and ontokinetics. 3. SCP-4149-2 has displayed a strong aversion to this suggestion. 4. Field Agent Benjamin's bodycam was obscured by his jacket for the duration of this mission. 5. D-173937 is blind. 6. This particular entity bore a strong resemblance to a sun bear (Helarctos malayanus). 7. Designated SCP-4149-2A and SCP-4149-2B. 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SCP-4150 | keter | SCP-4150-4.1. Item #: SCP-4150 Special Containment Procedures: Mobile Task Force Eta-11 (“Savage Beasts”) should be dispatched to the location of any reported SCP-4150 instance and secure its source. Affected individuals should be contained and made to listen in full to the song “Penny Lane” by the Beatles. Low-level amnestics are to be administered to all present. SCP-4150-1 is to be contained in a soundproof standard holding cell neutralised and buried at Site-19. SCP-4150-2 through 4 are to be kept in individual standard lockboxes. Description: SCP-4150 is an auditory cognitohazard affecting all intelligent life possessing both functioning ears and functioning eyes. Beings considered clinically deaf or blind are unaffected. SCP-4150 resembles the 1967 Beatles song “Penny Lane”, but features several lyrical corruptions (see Document 4150-Alpha). Testing has determined that these corruptions are a feature rather than the source of SCP-4150’s anomalous properties. Individuals who hear SCP-4150 in full feel a powerful urge to reproduce SCP-4150 (vocally or otherwise) and pass its effect to as many other individuals as possible. Spread is typically slow, taking at least three minutes and three seconds (3:03) to fully transfer from one individual to another. SCP-4150-1 through 4 are objects determined to be the source of SCP-4150 outbreaks. SCP-4150-1, retrieved 11/30/2016 (deceased 05/02/2018) was Mr. Simon █████, the singer for a Beatles tribute band. SCP-4150-2 and SCP-4150-3, retrieved 02/27/2018, are a pair of freestanding stereo speakers. SCP-4150-4 is the mobile phone of Researcher D█████. SCP-4150-4’s internet browser was opened to a radio website (designated SCP-4150-4.1) apparently created by avant-garde movement Are We Cool Yet? The internet domain was seized by the Foundation on 04/12/2018. Incident Report 4150-4 Interview 4150-1.1 Interview 4150-1.2 Document 4150-Alpha Incident Report 4150-4 Date: 04/10/2018 Incident Details: At approximately 14:37, Researcher D█████ accessed SCP-4150-4.1, using SCP-4150-4, through unknown methods. Security footage shows Researcher D█████ appearing increasingly agitated over the next five to ten minutes. It is suspected that Researcher D█████ was aware that he had been compromised but was unable to resist the compulsion. At 14:52, Researcher D█████ accessed a security station at Site-19 and subdued a guard using a small Taser unit before broadcasting SCP-4150 through the site tannoy system. The system was shut down externally at 14:54, before SCP-4150 could be broadcast in full. At 14:57, Researcher D█████ was shot and killed by guards. Thirteen (13) staff members were later compromised via a group email D█████ had sent from the security station with SCP-4150 attached as an audio file. All these incidents were contained. Closing Statement: A total of thirty-three (33) personnel were fully compromised, and a further two hundred and twelve (212) required treatment. Interview 4150-1.1 Interviewed: SCP-4150-1 Interviewer: Researcher Roth <Begin Log, [10:50]> Researcher: SCP-4150-1? My name is Roth. I’d like to ask you a few questions. 4150-1: How long are you gonna be keepin’ me in here? I’ve done nothin’ wrong! Researcher: All we’re trying to determine is how you caused this phenomenon. 4150-1: I didn’t cause nothin’! It came to me. Whispered its way into the back of my head, peeled the muscle and bone apart and burrowed its way into my ear. Researcher: The phenomenon was physical? 4150-1: Yeah. No. Maybe. There weren’t any scar. Any mark. Just the itch like there shoulda been one. Ya know what I’m sayin’? Researcher: Would you say there was an intelligence behind this? Something malevolent? 4150-1: I… I don’t know. It. It sure had a, uh, purpose. A meaning. Researcher: Like a message? 4150-1: Yeah! A message! Like it was trying to tell me somethin’, tryna let the whole world know what was comin’. Because, like, I had an audience. Because I was attuned. So it, like, took my form, took my aspect and angle and like. Bent itself through me like I was a lens and my music, Lennon’s music and McCartney’s music, that was a mould for it to press itself into, refracted through a billion billion lil’… holes… Researcher: Are you okay? 4150-1: It wears on me nowadays. The way it forced isself into me, it like, frayed me at the edges. And now I’m so tired all the time… Researcher: How about the concert? What can you tell me about the event? 4150-1: I’m so tired. Can’t ya help me, doc? Researcher: I’m not a doctor. I’m just - 4150-1: It’s in me. Spiraled in deep down in the bones. It’s all I see and hear. Researcher: I think we should continue this conversation later - 4150-1: Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes. Researcher: [Into microphone] Requesting extraction immediately. 4150-1: Deep beneath the blue suburban skies. [Personnel enter the room and sedate SCP-4150-1.] <End Log, [10:57]> Closing Statement: Researcher Roth reported an “earworm”. Upon listening to “Penny Lane” in full, this ceased. SCP-4150-1 was strongly suspected to be holding back information. Interview 4150-1.2 Interviewed: SCP-4150-1 Interviewer: Researcher Roth Note: This interview was scheduled after the discovery of SCP-4150-4 and 4.1. <Begin Log, [09:32]> Researcher: Good morning, SCP-4150-1. I hope you’re well rested. 4150-1: My name's Simon. Researcher: Let’s keep this quick. What does the phrase “Are We Cool Yet?” mean to you? [SCP-4150-1 becomes noticeably agitated.] Researcher: Sir? 4150-1: Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes! Researcher: That isn’t going to work this time, I’m afraid. I’m wearing specialised earplugs. [SCP-4150-1 displays sudden frustration and anger.] Researcher: Any chance you could answer my question? 4150-1: You’re all fascist pricks. Stiflin’ art. Try’na take music you don’t like and fuck it. Hide it away where, like, no-one can hear it ‘cept the worms. Researcher: So the phenomenon was man-made. 4150-1: No! What kinda hack would – never mind. Music comes from the soul, ya stupid fucks. We just channelled somethin' that was already there. Gave it a way out. That music needs to be heard! Researcher: And you are affiliated with the group known as Are We Cool Yet?, is that correct? 4150-1: We're just one collective. We’re dedicated to bringin' down the institutions, like you, by returnin’ power and awareness to the people. Art is freedom and you fuckers are oppressin' it. Researcher: But an anomaly like this poses a substantial threat to "the people", wouldn't you say? 4150-1: Penny Lane issn'a threat. It’s a warning. I told ya. There’s things out there you won't never be prepared for. And they’re comin’. Foundation or no. Researcher: What sort of things? 4150-1: Dadadadadadadada. Researcher: Excuse me? 4150-1: Dadadadada. Researcher: Very mature. 4150-1: DADA! Researcher: Thank you for your time. <End Log, [09:41]> Closing Statement: Shortly after the conclusion of this interview, it became apparent that SCP-4150-1 had stolen Researcher Roth’s pen, with which he stabbed himself in the neck. Subject died a week later on 05/02/2018. The phrase “PENNY LANE IS IN MY EARS AND IN MY EYES” was scrawled on the wall of his cell in blood. The album cover depicted on SCP-4150-4.1 while SCP-4150 was playing appeared to be based on the artwork for 1, a collection of the Beatles' number one chart hits. This implies that there may be an entire album of corrupted songs as yet undiscovered. In the following transcribed lyrics, differences from the original are underlined. Penny Lane – The Beatles (AWCY Remix) In Penny Lane there is a man who’s showing photographs Of every head he’s had the pleasure to know And seven people that come and go Stop and say hello On the corner you are standing with a motorcar The little children laugh at you behind your back And now your tears are drying to black in the pouring rain Very strange Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes Deep beneath the blue suburban skies I die and meanwhile back in Penny Lane there is a shadow with an hourglass Marking seven till the long eternal Queen He likes to keep the buried engine clean It’s a clean machine Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes For a face and finger pie In summer meanwhile back Behind the shelter in the middle of an empty space A hollow nurse is selling children from a tray And though she knows that she’s the seventh in a play She lies anyway On Penny Lane the human slits another customer You’re frozen, baby, waiting for a trim And then the shadows start rushing in from the pouring veins Very strange The seventh King is in my ears and in my eyes Crushed beneath the black and fractured skies I die and meanwhile back Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes It’s inside me I can’t stop it or we’ll fry Penny Lane Further research into this AWCY cell has been deemed Priority Alpha. |
SCP-4151 | euclid | An instance of SCP-4151-1 and several instances of SCP-4151-2 Item #: SCP-4151 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4151 is contained within Area-71. SCP-4151 is to be monitored by at least two guards equipped with light arms and Class A amnestics. Any human that appears in SCP-4151 is to be apprehended and given medical attention by on-site staff. Once they are deemed medically stable by the on-site staff, they are to be administered Class A amnestics and released. Any instances of SCP-4151-3 are to be sedated and quarantined. After extensive analysis (see Protocol-4151), any instance of SCP-4151-3 determined to be nonanomalous is to have its digestive tract emptied and sterilized. The instance of SCP-4151-3 is to then be administered Class A amnestics and be released. Any instance of SCP-4151-3 determined to be anomalous are to be terminated and cremated. Description: SCP-4151 is an orchard of 506 507 508 European crab apple trees (Malus Sylvestris), however, this number is subject to change due to the nature of the anomaly and is to be updated by the staff of Area- 71 bimonthly. SCP-4151 is located within the city of ██████, Italy. At unknown intervals, nonanomalous humans will appear within SCP-4151. Humans discovered within SCP-4151 have been of multiple nationalities, races, ages, and genders. Most humans discovered within SCP-4151 have been reported to appear disoriented and confused. Every human discovered within SCP-4151 has been severely malnourished. After extensive background checks of every human apprehended, it was determined that there was no connection between them besides their malnourishment. Every human discovered has been matched to a pre-existing person in the Foundation's database. The individual trees of SCP-4151 will be referred to as SCP-4151-1. Trunk, roots, limbs, and leaves of instances of SCP-4151-1 appear visually to be nonanomalous and are visually indistinguishable from a nonanomalous European crab apple tree (Malus Sylvestris). However, when the material comprising instances of SCP-4151-1 was tested, it was discovered that it contained large amounts of human (Homo Sapiens) DNA. The fruits of SCP-4151-1 will be referred to as SCP-4151-2. Instances of SCP-4151-2 appear to be nonanomalous fruits of a European crab apple tree (Malus Sylvestris) and only present anomalous properties when digested by a human. Instances of SCP-4151-2 induce an effect on the subject similar to the effects of heroin (Diacetylmorphine). Any subject that digests an instance of SCP-4151-2 is classified as an instance of SCP-4151-3. After digesting an instance of SCP-4151-2, the subject's eyes will begin to dilate. The subject will then often express a feeling of pleasure. The subject will then begin to actively seek out other instances of SCP-4151-2. The subject will become increasingly erratic if they are unable to find or ingest instances of SCP-4151-2. Two to four minutes after digesting an instance of SCP-4151-2, certain parts of the subject's body will begin to shut down if they are not strictly necessary to the subject in the continued ingestion of instances of SCP-4151-2 . Other parts of the subject's body, such as the hands or stomach, will begin to rapidly expand and contort themselves to become more efficient at specifically collecting and digesting instances of SCP-4151-2. This process will continue until the subject's body can no longer sustain its alterations and the subject expires. Addendum 1: The following is a list of observations of D-190453 after being instructed to ingest an instance of SCP-4151-2. Time after start of test (minutes:seconds) Observations 00:00 Subject instructed to ingest an instance of SCP-4151-2. 00:32 Subject begins to ingest an instance of SCP-4151-2. The subject is now classified as an instance of SCP-4151-3. 01:09 Subject eyes noticeably dilate. Subject reports feeling, "like a glowing cloud." 01:17 Subject begins to ingest another instance of SCP-4151-2. 02:04 Subject's forearms begin to elongate and the subject's fingers develop small, keratin pincers on their tips. Subject appears to be having difficulties standing. Subject continues to ingest instances of SCP-4151-2. 02:46 Subject collapses1. Subject continues to ingest instances of SCP-4151-2. 03:13 Subject's abdomen begins to drastically distend. Subject continues to ingest instances of SCP-4151-2. 04:25 Subject's mandible begins to detach from the subject's skull, making it impossible for the subject to chew. Subject continues to ingest instances of SCP-4151-2. 04:57 Subject's esophagus begins to expand in diameter. Subject continues to ingest instances of SCP-4151-2. 05:32 A buildup of partially digested instances of SCP-4151-2 is noticed at the back of the subject's esophagus. The buildup appears to be preventing the subject from ingesting instances of SCP-4151-2. 05:47 Subject attempts to force the buildup down its esophagus with its fist. 05:50 Subject breaks its ulna and radius while attempting to force the buildup of SCP-4151-2 down its esophagus. The broken bone punctures the subject's skin on its forearm. 05:52 The subject begins to bleed profusely from its forearm. 09:46 Subject expires due to blood loss. 11:12 An instance of SCP-4151-1 begins to grow from the subject's abdomen. 15:53 The instance of SCP-4151-1 grows to full maturity. 30:00 No new observations. Test ends. Addendum 2: The following is a list of observations of D-591032 after being instructed to ingest an instance of SCP-4151-2. Time after start of test (minutes:seconds) Observations 00:00 Subject instructed to ingest an instance of SCP-4151-2. 01:01 Subject begins to ingest an instance of SCP-4151-2. The subject is now classified as an instance of SCP-4151-3. 01:36 Subject's eyes noticeably dilate. 02:38 Subject attempts to obtain a second instance of SCP-4151-2. 02:39 Subject is sedated and quarantined. Subject is determined to be nonanomalous. 15:44 Subject becomes conscious. 16:12 Subject begins to strike the containment chamber wall with a closed fist. 18:58 Subject's hand begins to bleed. 18:59 Subject is sedated and administered amnestics. Subject's digestive tract is emptied. Subject is sterilized. 62:25 Subject becomes conscious. Subject appears confused but otherwise acts nonerraticly. 80:00 Subject continues to exhibit no erratic behavior. Test ends. Addendum 3: The following is an interview with Jack Bower, one of the humans discovered within SCP-4151. Interviewed: Jack Mathews Bower Interviewer: Dr. Clemetina Flores Foreword: Jack Bower is a tall Caucasian male from Denver, Colorado. Jack Bower was apprehended twenty three minutes before the interview and had already received medical attention. Jack Bower was not allowed any contact with an instance of SCP-4151-2 before the interview. <Begin Log> Dr. Flores: How are you feeling Mr. Bower? Mr. Bower: Fine, I guess. A little disoriented. Dr. Flores: Where were your before you arrived at this orchard? Mr. Bower: Well, I was at my house. Dr. Flores: And what were you doing? Mr. Bower: Well I was… Wait, you guys aren't feds, are you? Dr. Flores: No, we are not feds. Mr. Bower: Okay, well I was on my couch stoned out of my mind. Now that I think about it, I probably hadn't left that couch for a few days. I mean, I had just bought a whole three grams of stuff, and I had my bong right with me so there was no real reason to move. Dr. Flores: You say you were on your couch for a few days. Did you eat anything during that time? Mr. Bower: Nah, I don't think so. I had eaten all my munchies like a week before that and I forgot to buy some more. Dr. Flores: So, do you remember how you got to this orchard? Mr. Bower: Well, I got up to take a piss, and like bam, I'm here. Dr. Flores: So you do not know how you got here? Mr. Bower: Nah, not really. Dr. Flores: Okay Mr. Bower, thank you for your time. <End Log> Closing Statement: Jack Bower was administered amnestics and released from the premises. Footnotes 1. Subject is still within reach of multiple instances of SCP-4151-2 |
SCP-4152 | safe | close Info X SCP-4152: BASEMENT LOVE, Acrylic on canvas Author: devonmartin If you like this, check out some of my other articles: SCP-4297 (+95) SCP-4297-J (+73) SCP-4134 (+96) More by Devonmartin SCP-4152, mounted on the wall of its testing chamber. Item #: SCP-4152 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4152 is contained in a standard Safe-class storage locker at Site-28. SCP-4152 testing is currently suspended. Description: SCP-4152 is a canvas painting measuring 120cmx60cm, believed to have been created by a member of the anomalous art collective AWCY? (see Recovered Document 4152-A). SCP-4152 affects viewers with no history of childhood trauma resulting from parental abuse or neglect. Such individuals develop memories of childhood trauma, typically taking place between the ages of 6 and 18. Most details regarding these memories vary among individuals, with no individual claiming to have experienced any scenario that could not have taken place in their own life. Furthermore, testing with amnestics up to and including Class-C have universally failed to remove such memories, indicating that SCP-4152 is capable of generating, or providing access to, long-term memories. As such, it has been suggested that SCP-4152 causes viewers to recall suppressed traumatic memories from their own lives. However, research into this hypothesis has thus far been inconclusive (see Supplemental Experiment Log 41521). Subjects with a previous history of childhood trauma often experience intrusive thoughts, flashbacks, anxiety, or other symptoms associated with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). Lack of cooperation has made it difficult to determine the veracity of any memories of parental abuse recalled by such individuals, as such it is unknown whether they are susceptible to the primary effect of SCP-4152. + Abridged Experiment Log 4152.1 - Abridged Experiment Log 4152.1 Individuals were asked to view SCP-4152 for five minutes, then record a memory from their childhood using a provided microphone and tape recorder. For a full test log, individuals with Level 2/4152 clearance can request access to Experiment Log 4152.1. LOG FORMAT Subject: Designation, gender, age Account: Subject's recorded account. Notes: Additional notes. Subject: D-31763, female, 31 Account: I remember back when we lived in █████, we kept having unmatching socks turn up to the point that we had almost a whole basket of them. One day our mother got fed up, had us go downstairs and sort through everything, try and find matches, right? It was mostly her stuff, we couldn't be bothered. We ended up spending most of the afternoon balling the socks up, like, so that they didn't come unballed, and throwing them at each other. When Mom- er, when my mother came home she cursed us out, of course. She didn't hit us, but I think it's more because she'd just got her nails done. That was a good summer. Notes: Baseline test. Subject was serving a life sentence for arson. Subject: D-12595, male, 26 Account: My mother was always super resentful of my computer. It was an old laptop from my dad's house, but still better than the family PC. Anyway, she always made me wash the dishes whenever she saw me on it, so I stayed in my room mostly. One day though she kept yelling for me to do the laundry, but I was in the middle of a game. She stomped upstairs, tore it from my hands and threw it on the floor. I was crying and screaming and tried to take it from her but she was still pretty strong back then. She pushed me down the stairs. I don't remember exactly how many times she picked it up and threw it on the floor, it was a whirlwind of yelling and screaming and crying. I just know when she finally came downstairs, my computer was in two shattered pieces. Notes: None. Subject: Research Assistant Kendrick, male, 31 Account: When I was in fifth grade, I had a test in social studies that I stayed up all night studying for. I ended up bombing the test, I got a 19. I still remember getting that 19, because my mother wouldn't call me anything else. 19, do the dishes. 19, go take out the garbage. I got so mad at her for it, one day I cursed at her. I had this big figurine of a clown on my dresser, I wasn't a big fan of it but my great-grandmother made it. She picked it up and smashed it over my head. She didn't call me 19 after that. Notes: Research Assistant Kendrick has requested transfer to another project. + Experiment Log 4152.2 - Experiment Log 4152.2 In order to determine whether prolonged viewing had any additional effect, as well as determine whether SCP-4152 created a single, non-contradictory narrative, D-09372 was to be exposed to SCP-4152 over a period of one hour, broken into five-minute sessions. Similarly to previous experiments, D-09372 was asked to recall a memory from her childhood after each viewing period. D-09372 was selected for testing as she lived with her mother through the age of 18. In pre-testing interviews, D-09372 expressed no memory of childhood trauma and claimed to have had a positive relationship with her mother prior to her conviction. Subject: D-09372, female, 24. Account: Keys were such a big part of my childhood growing up. My mother was a teacher, so she had several keyrings, all attached, with a blob of keys as big as your fist. Whenever we were doing something that she didn't like, she would take something from us and lock it in her room. I must've tried to sneak those keys out of her purse a hundred times, but it was so hard to keep them from jingling that she kept catching me and locking me in my room. I only tried to jump out my window once. Notes: D-09372 was serving time for seventeen counts of burglary. Subject: D-09372, female, 24. Account: My mother's solution to everything was locking it behind a door and walking away. We had a hallway in our house with doors leading to her bedroom, upstairs where my bedroom and ████'s bedroom were, the computer room and the bathroom. Whenever she'd leave us at home alone she'd lock up everything but the bathroom to make sure we did the housework. I don't think there was a single window on the first floor of that house that I didn't climb through at one point or another, getting past those locks. Notes: According to autopsy reports, D-09372's brother ████ died of a heroin overdose three years prior, preventing Foundation officials from corroborating the account. Subject: D-09372, female, 24. Account: Mom put her hands on us a lot. My brother got it worse than I did, though. I remember she had this old hairbrush that she used so much, most of the plastic nubs came off the bristles, leaving these metal spikes sticking out all over. One time she hit ████ so hard with it, he just had rows of holes in his arm with droplets of blood coming out. It looked like a Junji Ito thing. I went back later and stole it from her bathroom. Notes: Foundation officials were able to locate D-09372's mother using an address provided by D-09372. A hairbrush matching the description provided was located in the crawlspace adjacent to one bedroom; however, D-09372's mother has denied any form of abuse towards her children. Permission to use advanced interrogation techniques is pending Ethics Committee decision. Subject: D-09372, female, 24. Account: When I was 16, my dad compared Mom to Jekyll and Hyde. I remember being so dumbfounded to hear it described so well. She was always nice enough to other adults, but a bit controlling. And sometimes she was so nice to us. Like every summer we'd go down to the aquarium and get hot dogs on the boardwalk. I don't know. She'd just change on a dime, it was so hard to talk to her about anything without her turning it around and finding some way to punish us. I miss those days. Notes: None. Subject: D-09372, female, 24. Account: I still remember the day I left. She thought something was missing from her purse that morning, so she came for me. She grabbed my hair and demanded to know where it was. I ran away to my bedroom and locked the door. She started kicking the door like she usually did, right? All of a sudden she stops for about a minute. Suddenly I hear a banging on my door, and ████ starts yelling, telling her to put down the hammer. I don't really know what happened after that. I was already halfway out my window. I still don't know what she was missing. Notes: None. After an additional two minutes, D-09372 became distraught and refused to look at the painting or provide any account. D-09372 was amnesticized and returned to the Site-28 dormitory. Addendum 1. Analysis of DNA lifted from SCP-4152, as well as handwriting analysis of Recovered Document 4152-A, determined the likely creator of SCP-4152 to be █████ ███████, designated PoI-4128. Investigation of the last known address led to the discovery of PoI-4128's mother, likely the subject of the painting. After determining that Ms. ███████ had no knowledge of her child's work beyond being an artist, an additional test of SCP-4152 was approved using Ms. ███████ as a subject. Experiment 4152.3 LEVEL 3 CREDENTIALS REQUIRED Experiment 4152.3 Credentials approved. The artist's mother, Ms. ███████, was placed into the testing chamber for SCP-4152 as per standard procedure and asked to record a verbal account after viewing the painting for five minutes. Secondary video recording via closed-circuit security camera captured audio from the subject throughout the session. VIDEO LOG DATE: 01/12/2019 [BEGIN LOG] Subject activates the provided audio recording terminal. Subject: All right. So you just want me to look at a painting and talk about it? Subject turns away from the terminal, facing SCP-4152. Subject furrows her brow. Subject: This… Is this one of my daughter's paintings? She's very talented. Subject pauses for several seconds. Subject: She doesn't like when I call her 'she.' But to me she'll always be my daughter. Subject: She was always so good at art when she was young. Always making such pretty drawings. Such a good girl. Subject pauses for several seconds. Subject: I haven't seen her since she left for school. I love her so much, why can't she ever call her mother? Subject: Her mother, who fed her, clothed her, gave her a place to live… we went to the zoo every summer when she was young… Subject pauses for several seconds. Subject: I wish she would talk to me. What kind of daughter doesn't love her mother? Subject pauses for several seconds. Subject: Wait a second… Is this supposed to be me? Subject stands up from her chair, clenching her fists. Subject: ██████ didn't… So many people had it so much worse than she did. Who bought her clothes to wear, food to eat, who put a roof over her head? She never appreciated how good she had it, she couldn't ever do what she was told, no matter what I did… you know what, I'm done here. Subject walks to the testing room door and bangs on it repeatedly. Test aborted. [END LOG] Following this experiment, Ms. ███████ was amnesticized and released. Testing on SCP-4152 has been suspended indefinitely pending Ethics Committee decision. + Recovered Document 4152-A - Recovered Document 4152-A The following document was discovered taped to the wall beneath where SCP-4152 was displayed, presumably in lieu of a plaque. You can't understand unless you've been in my shoes. This one's for everyone. BASEMENT LOVE, acrylic on canvas . . Am I cool yet, Mom? Footnotes 1. Available to personnel with Level 2 clearance or higher with permission from Site Director. |
SCP-4153 | keter | close Info X SCP-4153: Vincent Price presents… IT CAME FROM SITE-9! Author: The Great Hippo Images: Link, Link, Link Music: It's a B-Movie Show! (The Cog is Dead) More by The Great Hippo: SCPs – hide block SCPs [SCP-3034] The Counting Station DO NOT LET HER FINISH [SCP-3035] Science Bugs case_of_the_mondays.png, case_of_the_mondays (1).png [SCP-3054] Cragstaff Sanitarium You are sick. You are broken. We will fix you. [SCP-3045] bzzip.exe HAMLET: I am no longer moody. [SCP-3043] Murphy Law in… Type 3043 — FOR MURDER! Forget it, Fred. It's Chinatown. [SCP-3057] Fossil Fuels …witnesses provided confirmation that instances of SCP-3057-4 did, in fact, have feathers. [SCP-2639] Video Game Violence i need to know how many people i've killed [SCP-437] Summer of '91 That was a pretty crazy summer, y'know? Sometimes I really miss that place. [SCP-3079] 300 Tricks: Stage Magic Made Easy NOTE: No method for accomplishing this trick is provided. [SCP-2753] Let's Play Jenga! High art carries high risk! [SCP-2679] The Many Graves of Jeannette Parslov Whatever it takes, do what you must; whatever the cost, come back to us. [SCP-3074] Kafka's Parking Garage Thank you for choosing Izatova Parking Center. Have a pleasant day. [SCP-2571] Cragglewood Park Mr. Blair, have you always been an only child? [SCP-2419] The Laughing Men Throw them back into the incinerator where you found them. [SCP-3143] Murphy Law in… The Foundation Always Rings Twice! When it comes right down to it, me — them — hell, even you — we're all just characters in that trashy dime-store novel called life. [SCP-3089] That Old Time Religion Remember how we explained that successful people don't actually need any of their toes to walk? Well, that's going to come in handy for Secret Number Six. [SCP-3117] A Monster-Shaped Hole I'm not talking to you. [SCP-3128] Let's Play Monopoly! Hey, guys? I'm, uh. I'm using this. [SCP-3138] A Sepulcher by the Sea Should it prove feasible, all non-canonical corpses are to be extracted, examined, and catalogued. [SCP-3241] The SS Sommerfeld It makes me wonder what an old monster like myself is even doing here, anymore. And then? Someone special comes along and reminds me. [SCP-3219] This Sour Earth Notably, no reports describe any attempt to examine the residence's storm cellar. [SCP-4028] La Historia de Don Quixote de la Mancha Justine eventually re-unites with her sister, Juliette. Alonso strikes down a lightning bolt intended for them both, then challenges the narrator to a duel. [SCP-3546] Doggone it, I Fold! Specifically, fan-art of Sonic the Hedgehog, a video-game character produced by Sega in 1991. [SCP-3561] An Unfinished Work Despite multiple reports from neighbors who claimed to have witnessed members of his family standing at the windows, no trace of Theodore Holdstock's wife and children could be found. [SCP-4054] The Seventh Door SCP-4054 is The Seventh Door, an unlicensed platform adventure game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in 1988. Fig 1.1: Signed photograph left by SCP-4153-036 in containment cell. Written on back: From one horror aficionado to another: Always Stay A-Head! Item #: SCP-4153 Special Containment Procedures: MTF Iota-10 ("Damn Feds") is to monitor and investigate all reported sightings of SCP-4153 instances (with particular attention paid to sightings near or inside horror attractions). When found, these instances are to be apprehended and taken into Foundation custody. Description: SCP-4153 is an acting troupe comprised of animated wax figurines portraying monsters and villains from classic horror cinema. Notable examples include the Werewolf,1 Frankenstein's Monster,2 Count Dracula,3 and Professor Henry Jarrod.4 SCP-4153 is active throughout North America; its members appear at 'haunted attractions' (such as haunted houses, trails, and cornfield mazes). Common venues include amusement parks, board-walks, traveling carnivals, and strip-malls. During their performance, instances of SCP-4153 use wax to alter their appearance, produce props (including fake blood and gore), and even manipulate wax objects from afar. Several instances of SCP-4153 were arrested in 1993 after the owner of a haunted attraction notified police of a break-in. The intruders were attempting to operate their own set within the attraction. Foundation operatives were called after officers determined that the instances were not wearing makeup. All instances were transported to Site-09 for initial interviews and processing. Shortly thereafter, all contact with Site-09 was lost during a catastrophic containment breach. Addendum 4153.1: Recovered Documents The following files were recovered from Site-09's servers four days after the containment breach ended. Fig 1.2: SCP-4153-017. INTERVIEW LOG DATE: 1993/10/25 SUBJECT: SCP-4153-017 INTERVIEWER: Agent Timothy West [BEGIN LOG.] WEST: Okay, so — SUBJECT: Look into my eyes. [Silence.] SUBJECT: Look… into my eyes. WEST: I am looking into your eyes. SUBJECT: You are under my control. WEST: No, uh. Not really. SUBJECT: Your will is strong, Agent West. WEST: Right. So, about the haunted hay-ride you broke into — SUBJECT: But I wonder. How will you protect yourself against my infernal strength? WEST: You realize that if you stand up, I'm going to shoot you. Right? SUBJECT: Hm. You are a formidable adversary, indeed. WEST: What were you doing at the haunted hay-ride? SUBJECT: You will know the truth… soon enough. [Silence.] WEST: The police report says you were hiding behind the bushes. [SUBJECT laughs.] SUBJECT: But does it tell you… that we were already here? [Shuffling papers.] WEST: It tells me they found you wearing bed-sheets. SUBJECT: We were all dead… the whole time. WEST: Yeah, I think — I think we're done here. SUBJECT: The log… is coming from inside the house. WEST: Okay. Sure, buddy. Whatever you say. [END LOG.] Fig 1.3: SCP-4153-015. INTERVIEW LOG DATE: 1993/10/25 SUBJECT: SCP-4153-015 INTERVIEWER: Agent Samantha Henwick [BEGIN LOG.] HENWICK: What were you doing at — SUBJECT: Can I start by saying it's an honor? A real honor. People always ask me, 'Boris, do you regret portraying the Monster? Do you regret being typecasted?' And I always tell them: Good heavens, no! It was the best thing that happened to me. I wouldn't be here with all of you if it wasn't for that. I wouldn't have the chance to work with you wonderful people. HENWICK: That's not — SUBJECT: I can't express how grateful I am for having this opportunity, to contribute to this project. HENWICK: What? What 'opportunity'? What 'project'? SUBJECT: Oh, wait. Oh, goodness. I'm sorry. Are we rolling? HENWICK: Rolling? Are we…? We're recording, if that's what you're asking. Yes. SUBJECT: God, how embarrassing. You must think me a neophyte. I'm just not used to the format, darling. You can cut this part out during post, right? HENWICK: What? SUBJECT: Oh. Staying in character? How delightfully droll. I understand, say no more. [SUBJECT clears throat.] HENWICK: What the hell are you on about? [SUBJECT seizes own head, then twists it free from the neck. The motion is accompanied by a spray of fake blood and viscera.] HENWICK: Christ! [SUBJECT's head commences screaming.] HENWICK: Jesus fucking Christ! [END LOG.] INTERVIEW LOG DATE: 1993/10/25 SUBJECT: SCP-4153-036 INTERVIEWER: Agent Gerald Penn [BEGIN LOG.] PENN: Why do you keep trying to frighten people? SUBJECT: Why does anyone try to frighten? It's fun to be frightened. Almost as much fun as it is to do the frightening. PENN: Well, none of you are very good at it. [SUBJECT laughs.] SUBJECT: Oh come now, Agent Penn. Have some respect for the classics. PENN: All you do is squirt cheap blood, crack a few jokes, then maybe slap on a spooky tag-line at the end. You really expect that to scare us? SUBJECT: Certainly, our methods may seem a bit tawdry and antiquated, but there's a certain pleasure to be had in a good old-fashioned scare. Wouldn't you agree? PENN: I've faced down a six-foot-tall chicken man that pukes acid and shits indestructible eggs. Trust me — 'old-fashioned' doesn't cut it. Not anymore. SUBJECT: Yes, yes. You'll call any oaf with a steak-knife hunting gaggles of teens a monster, these days. There's no wit, no humor, no charm. Where's the passion? The artisanship? Where's the sense of theater? PENN: This isn't a drama club, Shakespeare. We're talking about monsters, not some stage production of Titus Andronicus. SUBJECT: Would you like to know something peculiar? I've almost never played a monster. Oh, I've played villains, most certainly! But not monsters. Only men, besieged by fate, driven to revenge. Still — I've always had a fondness for them. Even as a child, I sympathized more with the monster than the hero. PENN: Well, I — (unintelligible) SUBJECT: And why not? Monsters are our kin, after all. They grant our darkest impulses physical form; provide a receptacle for us to project our deepest fears and desires. A monster can do what is forbidden to us — a monster can breach our taboos. I've always found more comfort among them than in the company of men. I — PENN: (unintelligible) SUBJECT: I — Oh. Oh, dear. Your tongue seems to have gotten away from you, there. Here — allow me. [Whimpering.] SUBJECT: Hush, now. I warned you about this — I told you that you mustn't disturb the wax before it hardens. That is a crucial part of the process. It needs to solidify. Otherwise, you risk disturbing the performance. [Muffled sobs.] SUBJECT: Stay still. Let me make an adjustment here, reseal this, and — [Gurgling.] SUBJECT: Ah! There we are. Splendid, splendid. Good as new. Now, let's take it from the top, shall we? [Silence.] SUBJECT: (whispering) And… Action. PENN: Why do you keep trying to frighten people? SUBJECT: Why does anyone try to frighten? It's fun to be frightened. Almost as much fun as it is to do the frightening. PENN: Well, none of you are very good at it. [SUBJECT laughs.] SUBJECT: Oh come now, Agent Penn. Have some respect for the classics. [END LOG.] During the follow-up investigation into Site-09's containment breach, all on-site personnel were found to have had their skin and vital organs surgically extracted, then replaced with wax. Autopsies determined that although this occurred several weeks prior to the initial recovery of SCP-4153, all personnel remained alive up until the day of the breach. Notably, one body (that of Agent Gerald Penn) was found without its head. All instances of SCP-4153 remain at large. Footnotes 1. As portrayed in The Wolf Man (1941) by Lon Chaney Jr. 2. As portrayed in Frankenstein (1931) by William H. Pratt (aka Boris Karloff). 3. As portrayed in Dracula (1931) by Bela Lugosi. 4. As portrayed in The House of Wax (1953) by Vincent Price. |
SCP-4154 | keter | Item#: SCP-4154 Level1 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: notice link to memo SCP-4154 instance partially manifesting aboveground at the home of Researcher Teles. Special Containment Procedures: Due to the scope of SCP-4154 integration in most developed nations and their innocuous nature, containment of domestic specimens on civilian or other non-Foundation properties is to be considered a low priority. However, due to informational, memetic, and counterconceptual security concerns, the homes of all Foundation personnel (excepting D-Class or other provisional personnel) are required to pass inspection for SCP-4154 instances, and, if necessary, decontamination procedures as a prerequisite to employment. Follow up inspections and/or decontamination may be required depending on local conditions. MTF Eta-5 ("Cross-Pollinators") has been assigned these responsibilities. Decontamination Procedure Decontamination Procedure An SCP-4154 instance may be distinguished from non-anomalous pets via visual survey by an individual who has been administered a Class-W mnestic, for roughly 40 minutes after treatment. Once an instance has been confirmed, it is to be rooted in place via a mobile directional SRA. SCP-4154 instances can at this point be terminated, exhumed, and removed. The D-Class dormitory wing of Esoteric Containment Site-2 contains several dozen SCP-4154 instances, each cohabitating with one D-class as part of a long term psychological study as well as for research into the life cycle and possible practical application of SCP-4154. Description: SCP-4154 is a conceptovorous, non-sapient subterranean vermiform1 species. SCP-4154 instances do not possess conventional physical anatomy; instead, they are recursive conceptual entities, composed of themselves, the concept of themselves, the concepts of worms, the concept of tendrils, and amalgams of concepts absorbed from physical contact with homeowners and their pets. Despite this, they have physical properties, including mass, that cause them to behave similarly to non-anomalous matter. SCP-4154 primarily infest outdoor spaces of homes in affluent urban and suburban neighborhoods. SCP-4154 instances display a marked preference for residences that have housed greater numbers of non-sapient pets over their history. SCP-4154 instances "nest" themselves within the property lines of a home, and can thereafter manifest anywhere within its boundaries. Instances seek out social and physical contact with any extant household pets, and, once accepted by the animal or animals, affix several long, fleshy tendrils onto their head(s). This gives the instance access to the memories, knowledge, and identity of the animal, enabling it to better camouflage itself. A side effect of this is that the non-anomalous animal loses its identity to the SCP-4154 instance and becomes a conceptually vacant entity, essentially similar to an antimeme. Homeowners become similarly compromised when they "pet" the camouflaged SCP-4154 instance, but are at very little risk of identity loss.2 Over the course of their lives, SCP-4154 instances further ingrain themselves into the home dynamic. If residents move, pets die, or other changes to the household dynamic occur, they remain. Incoming homeowners that do not move in with pets become convinced that nesting SCP-4154 instances are their pets. The reproductive process of SCP-4154 and the process by which they migrate between homes are not fully understood. Transferring SCP-4154 instances into other information mediums is impossible with present technology, but research is ongoing. Preliminary research suggests that any given instance retains a great deal of the conceptual information attained by its parents, though with an unknown degree of fidelity. Footnotes 1. Wormlike. 2. This is a consequence of long-term human adaption to so called "free memes" in the universe. The development of visual and auditory symbolic language and other abstractions have insulated humans against many memes that freely affect non-sapient life forms. |
SCP-4155 | euclid | Adult specimen of SCP-4155 shortly after harvesting Item #: SCP-4155 Special Containment Procedures: 47 specimens of SCP-4155 are currently contained at Site-4155, which has been established around their natural habitat to monitor the population's health and restrict civilian access. Measures are to be taken to ensure that SCP-4155 maintains enough numbers to support a viable breeding population on site, as all attempts to breed SCP-4155 in captivity have failed. This includes bi-annual health checkups by a feline veterinarian, anonymous donations to conservation efforts and the breeding of tricoloured bats in captivity to bolster the falling numbers of wild bats in the Chicago area. SCP-4155-1 may not be impeded in its monthly routine without written permission from at least one Level 4 personnel. An area along the north boundary of Site 4155 has been excluded from surveillance to better facilitate SCP-4155-1's activities. SCP-4155's natural habitat Description: SCP-4155 is an eyeless, furless variety of cat native to a small limestone cave system located on the outskirts of Chicago. All members of SCP-4155 have abnormally elongated limbs and exhibit partial albinism1 and severe neoteny2. Specimens of SCP-4155 continually secrete a white substance through the pores of their skin. Chemical analysis of this substance has found it to be near-identical to the soft serve ice cream sold by several major fast food franchises. These secretions will gradually build up over the course of a month to a thickness of approximately 2 cm in locations that correspond to fur on non-anomalous kittens. The production of this substance is entirely anomalous, as vivisection has found nothing unusual in SCP-4155's physiology and its diet does not include the requisite carbohydrates to produce the quantity of sugar found in its secretions. SCP-4155 feeds primarily on the tricolored bat colony with which it shares its habitat. It is an ambush predator, hunting by clinging to the ceiling and grabbing the bats when they return to roost. The odor of SCP-4155's secretions has been observed to interest the bats, lending credence to the theory that its anomalous properties evolved as a strategy to attract prey. SCP-4155-1 refers to a male humanoid, generally 15-20 years of age, wearing a red and yellow Ronald McDonald3 costume. On the 7th day of each month, an instance of SCP-4155-1 will manifest in an unobserved location within the vicinity of Site-4155 carrying a plastic bucket and stainless steel dessert spatula. SCP-4155-1 will then proceed into the cave and collect the secretions from each member of SCP-4155, removing the substance from their skin with the spatula and depositing it into the bucket. After SCP-4155-1 has harvested each member of the population, it will exit the cave and demanifest. Addendum A: Interview Log 4155-1-A Date: 07-05-1998 Interviewed: SCP-4155-1 Interviewer: Dr. Helen Masters Foreword: After careful observation of SCP-4155-1's activities for several months, permission was granted to detain SCP-4155-1 for questioning. <Begin Log> SCP-4155-1: Hey, uh, are you guys cops? 'Cos if you guys are cops, I think I'm supposed to call my lawyer. Dr. Masters: We are not police officers, sir, and you are not in trouble. We just have a few questions, if you don't mind. Can you tell us your name? SCP-4155-1: Uh, sure, I guess? It's Ronnie. Ronnie MacArthur. Dr. Masters: And who do you work for, Mr. MacArthur? SCP-4155-1: Maccas4. I mean, can’t you tell? It's just a summer job, though. I mean, it's not like it’s a career path, innit? [scratches nose] Don’t wanna be doing this when I’m thirty or whatever. No offense. Dr. Masters: [pause] Can you explain what you mean by "this"? What exactly were you doing in the cave? SCP-4155-1: Harvesting the ice cream. Dr. Masters: For what purpose? SCP-4155-1: Um… whaddya mean purpose? It's ice cream. Someone’s gotta. They'd have to sell the substitute if we didn't. Dr. Masters: Substitute? SCP-4155-1: Yeah. You don’t wanna know where that comes from. Um, look missus, I appreciate the interest an' all, but if I’m not in trouble I should really get going, my bucket's only half full and they're gonna dock my pay if I'm late… Dr. Masters: Just one or two more, if you don't mind. Where do you take the ice cream? SCP-4155-1: I just drop it back at the warehouse. I guess they deliver it to the restaurants from there? I’ve never really thought about it that much. Dr. Masters: And how do you reach the warehouse? SCP-4155-1: Oh, I’ve got a car just outside. Dr. Masters: We haven't seen any vehicle. SCP-4155-1: Well yeah, it's outside. Dr. Masters: I see. Well, thank you for your time. And… oh, I've got to ask, for my own curiosity more than anything… why the getup? SCP-4155-1: Ah damn it. Did you have to mention it? It’s embarrassing enough that they make me wear this without people drawing attention to it. Dr. Masters: But why though? SCP-4155-1: I don’t know! It’s just what they make us wear. Dr. Masters: I see. I apologize for embarrassing you, Mr. MacArthur. Thank you for your time. Security, please escort SCP-4155-1 to the holding facility. SCP-4155-1: You're welc—wait, what? <End Log> Addendum B: Incident Report - 1998 containment breach Date: 07-05-1998 through 16-06-1998 Foreword: On 07-05-1998, SCP-4155-1 was detained on-site in a temporary facility for additional interrogation and research of its manifestation abilities. This action resulted in a notable containment breach, as well as the discovery of a previously-unknown anomalous phenomenon, documented below. 07-05: SCP-4155-1 is detained by the Foundation. 13-05: First reported case of McDonalds-owned soft serve machines in the Chicago area anomalously producing a "salty black goop" when used, regardless of what substance they were loaded with. The substance itself is confirmed by chemical analysis to be edible and non-anomalous, consisting primarily of yeast extract and salt. Despite being harmless, the anomalous manner in which this substance is created represents a breach of normalcy necessitating confiscation of the machines. 14-05: First reported cases of black substance being produced by soft serve machines outside the state of Illinois. 15-05 Anomalous behaviour continues to spread. SCP-4155-1 is released from custody and allowed to demanifest in an attempt to prevent or possibly reverse the ongoing anomalous effects. It does not. 16-05: Foundation assets manage to force a recall of soft serve machines in the United States on the basis of hygiene concerns. 17-05: First reported cases of black substance being produced by soft serve machines outside of the United States. MTF-Lambda-18 ("Hamburglars Helpers") is commissioned by the O5 Council and begins embedding in all as-yet unaffected restaurants in anticipation of further spread of anomalous behaviour. 19-05: MTF-Lambda-18 proves effective at sabotaging soft serve machines before they begin exhibiting anomalous properties, but is unable to keep up with the rate of spread. 21-05: Foundation assets manage to force a global recall of all soft serve machines owned by the McDonalds corporation. 24-05: Last known soft-serve machine not exhibiting anomalous behaviour begins producing black substance. 07-06: A new instance of SCP-4155-1, noted to have a different skin tone, hair color and substantially less acne than the previous instance, manifests at Site-4155 and is allowed to complete its task. 08-06: Confiscated soft serve machines begin returning to non-anomalous operation. 11-06: Last reported case of a confiscated soft serve machine behaving in an anomalous manner. 16-06: Recall is lifted. Confiscated machines are returned to manufacturer. MTF-Lambda-18 is disbanded by the O5 council. Closing Statement: In total, this incident necessitated Foundation assets embedded in 7,500 restaurants and the recall, confiscation or sabotage of more than 22,000 soft-serve machines worldwide. McDonalds employees who demonstrated excessive interest in the anomaly, 11 in total, were detained and amnesticised. Footnotes 1. Lack of pigmentation in the skin 2. Adult members of the variety retain a juvenile form 3. Fictional mascot of the McDonalds fast food franchise 4. Australian slang for McDonalds |
SCP-4156 | thaumiel | The sky as visible from SCP-4156-1 prior to environmental restoration. Item #: SCP-4156 Special Containment Procedures: All observation and maintenance of SCP-4156 and its related anomalies is to be conducted from Site-98, located several kilometers below SCP-4156-1. A perimeter of Angleton Environmental Stabilization Engines are to be established around SCP-4156-1 in order to maintain an ash-free atmosphere. Survivor communities are to be discouraged from approaching SCP-4156-1 through the establishment of environmental dangers in a secondary perimeter around the environmental systems. In the event that an approach continues regardless, on-site security is authorized to use lethal force to repel them. Any physical access to SCP-4156-1 by personnel must be approved by Director Caul. Deliveries of food and other necessities are to be brought into SCP-4156-1 on the first day of each month. During this period, all specimens of SCP-4156-2 are to be placed into an inactive state via use of KALEIDOSCOPE. Observation of all SCP-4156-2 specimens is to be conducted using the hidden microphones and cameras that have been established throughout SCP-4156-1. Similarly, all media devices used by SCP-4156-2 are to be monitored by personnel at Site-98. In the event that any specimen of SCP-4156-2 begins operating outside of acceptable behaviour, they are to be returned to their default state immediately and the cause of their deviation is to be logged. Known causes of deviation are to be countered via the use of KALEIDOSCOPE. In the event of the unscheduled death of an SCP-4156-2 specimen, a replacement is to be produced using SCP-4156-3. If a SCP-4156-2 specimen's personal narratives means that they would logically spend a length of time outside SCP-4156-1, they are to be brought into storage, given false memories of their time outside SCP-4156-1 via use of KALEIDOSCOPE, and returned to SCP-4156-1 at an appropriate date. Learning Computer Tau-2 ("HOWARD") is to procedurally generate media content for consumption by specimens of SCP-4156-2. All instances of SCP-4156-3 are to be maintained and repaired in accordance with instructions provided by Senior Researcher Halson. Production of any SCP-4156-2 specimens using SCP-4156-3 must be approved by Director Caul from a selection of pre-arranged templates. Description: SCP-4156 is the collective designation for a number of anomalous items used in conjunction as an experimental method for a manual history reset following the occurrence of Event Indigo, the resultant destruction of SCP-2000, and the subsequent collapse of human civilization. The SCP-4156 project was officially proposed and put into effect by Director Simon Caul following the occurrence of Event Indigo on 09/02/2034. SCP-4156-1 partway through restoration. SCP-4156-1 is the small town of Winston, Ohio, which has been restored to its condition prior to the occurrence of Event Indigo over the course of several years. Specifically, SCP-4156-1 has been restored to the state it was in during the year 2017. All buildings and environments within SCP-4156-1 have been tapped with hidden microphones and cameras in order to maintain the ability to observe all activity within the area. Similarly, feeds from all media devices within SCP-4156-1 are accessible from the observation center at Site-98. SCP-4156-2 is comprised of six thousand, two hundred and ninety seven artificial humans which have been produced by SCP-4156-3 and given false memories appropriate for their roles as citizens of SCP-4156-1. All memory installation and alteration is performed via use of the prototype KALEIDOSCOPE system, originally designed for societal amnestic purposes. Through the application of cognito-agents through all media devices within SCP-4156-1, as well as several thousand hidden speakers, the memories of all SCP-4156-2 specimens can be altered as necessary. In addition, alterations made to the consciousness of all specimens of SCP-4156-2 through KALEIDOSCOPE have rendered them unable to perceive any phenomena which would contradict the normalcy of SCP-4156-1, such as the presence of Foundation personnel or any evidence of Event Indigo. SCP-4156-3 is the collective designation for three-hundred devices, derived through re-purposing of SCP-███, capable of producing specimens of SCP-4156-2 of any specified physical attributes when provided with a sufficient amount of biomass. Each instance of SCP-4156-3 consists of a standing chamber measuring one by two meters, along with a control console through which the desired attributes for the SCP-4156-2 specimen being created can be specified. When necessary and while working at full facility, the SCP-4156-3 system is capable of fully replenishing the population of SCP-4156-1 in a span of forty-eight hours. + System Failure Log - Close Log The following is a log of all SCP-4156 system failures over the course of the project, as well as the responses taken to correct and prevent them from occurring in the future. Nature of Failure: SCP-4156-2-4830, who was designed with hearing difficulties, is not immobilized by KALEIDOSCOPE during the monthly food delivery due to insufficient proximity to the nearest hidden speaker. Upon seeing that all other specimens of SCP-4156-2 have become immobilized, SCP-4156-2-4830 panics and attempts to flee the area. Corrective Action: Dispatched security successfully tranquilize and reacquire SCP-4156-2-4830 as it attempts to flee. SCP-4156-2-4830's hearing aid is modified to transmit cognito-agents when required by KALEIDOSCOPE. Additional Notes: It worries me that this wasn't done right from the beginning. If we're creating an individual specifically to have hearing issues, shouldn't we have measures in place to accommodate that? And for that matter, why do we even need to give them such conditions? As far as I can see, it just makes the project that much more difficult to maintain. - Senior Researcher Halson. I understand and appreciate your concerns, David, but it's inevitable that some things like these slip through the cracks. If we want to recreate society as it was, we can't make changes to it just to make things easier for ourselves. All great works start off flawed. All I ask is that you have a little faith for a little while longer. - Director Caul. Nature of Failure: Oversight during routine memory maintenance results in numerous specimens of SCP-4156-2 receiving contradictory and incompatible memories. Several of the specimens enter a comatose state, while others engage in suicidal and homicidal behaviour. Corrective Action: All specimens of SCP-4156-2 are forced into an inactive state via use of KALEIDOSCOPE. Defective specimens are retrieved and, as memory repair was deemed non-viable, euthanized. Identical replacements are created via SCP-4156-3 and reintroduced into the population. Additional Notes: I accept that these are systems that we are not yet fully used to using, and that some incidents like this are unavoidable. However, replacing SCP-4156-2 is not something we can do lightly - it requires resources, resources that won't last forever. If we wish that the project remain viable, we must take greater care in the future. - Senior Researcher Halson. Following my personal review of this failure, I have to conclude that the guidelines I set out were simply not followed. I believe I made it quite clear that alterations to the personal narratives of the SCP-4156-2 beyond my original specifications were not allowed under any circumstances. This is unacceptable. - Director Caul. Nature of Failure: A large portion of the SCP-4156-2 population begin experiencing severe respiratory difficulties. After switching the SCP-4156-2 population into an inactive state through use of KALEIDOSCOPE, medical inspection shows significant damage to the affected specimen's lungs as a result of ash and soot present in the atmosphere, despite the continued operation of Angleton Environmental Stabilization Engines throughout the facility. Corrective Action: All affected specimens euthanized and replaced. Additional Notes: I would like an immediate explanation, Mr. Angleton. - Director Caul. As I've tried to make clear during the planning of the project and every subsequent meeting about its progress, the primary purpose of the Engine is to disguise atmospheric contamination, not get rid of it. The majority of it is still there. I can't just flip a switch and make the air clean again, as I've said again and again and again. - Chief Engineer Angleton. I propose that the next generation of SCP-4156-2 be designed with more durable respiratory systems. If we can't get rid of the contamination in the atmosphere, we can surely give them the tools to survive it better instead. - Senior Researcher Halson. Denied. The purpose of SCP-4156 is to recreate human civilization as it was. If we were to make changes, that wouldn't be recreating it as it was, now would it? I'm ordering the construction of further Stabilization Engines, placed in greater proximity to SCP-4156-1. - Director Caul. Nature of Failure: Due to an unforeseen malfunction of Learning Computer Tau-2 ("HOWARD"), all media it is procedurally generating and streaming to SCP-4156-1 is replaced by a series of random tones and screeches. These sounds appear to have an adverse effect on KALEIDOSCOPE's psychological programming, thus allowing the SCP-4156-2 specimens to perceive the Angleton Atmospheric Stabilization Engines immediately surrounding SCP-4156-1, as well as the contamination within the atmosphere. Due to conflicts between the surviving KALEIDOSCOPE programming and the reality they are perceiving, the majority of the SCP-4156-2 population fall into comatose states, with those remaining conscious engaging in suicidal and homicidal behaviour. Corrective Action: All specimens euthanized and replaced. Learning Computers Beta-94 ("ISAAC") and Gamma-12 ("NOAH") are reassigned from attempting to contact surviving Foundation sites in order to share the duties of procedurally generating media. Additional Notes: I'm afraid that no matter how many Learning Computers we assign to this, this simply isn't the kind of task they're designed for. They're intended to be used for simple communication duties, such as impersonating online users or monitoring communication channels. Another failure like this is inevitable. Perhaps we could avoid that simply by using reruns of archived media? We could use KALEIDOSCOPE to ensure the specimens never noticed. - Senior Researcher Halson. Further alterations to the SCP-4156-1 scenario at this point would render the entire project pointless. - Director Caul. Nature of Failure: Upon production of the next generation of the SCP-4156-2 population, all specimens are found to have severe developmental errors and expire shortly after creation. Corrective Action: All specimens recycled and a new generation is produced. Additional Notes: As long as we reuse as much as we can, this shouldn't be too difficult to deal with. All great works start off flawed. - Director Caul. Nature of Failure: Upon production of the next generation of the SCP-4156-2 population, all specimens are found to have significant development errors. Approximately seventy-five of the population expire shortly after creation, with the remainder remaining in vegetative states. Corrective Action: All specimens recycled and a new generation is produced. Additional Notes: With the difficulties we're having with the project, it might be a good idea to redouble our efforts to get into contact with other Foundation survivors. I've wrote up some concepts on how we could expand our current communications array to help us out with that, if we can make some time to discuss them. - Chief Engineer Angleton. Concerns noted. - Director Caul. Nature of Failure: Upon production of the next generation of the SCP-4156-2 population, all specimens are found to possess minor deviations from the desired physical attributes. However, all specimens are viable and the majority of the deviations are aesthetic in nature, such as hair colour and facial features. Corrective Action: All specimens recycled and a new generation is produced. Additional Notes: Requesting clarification on why this was ordered. It honestly seems like a waste of resources to me. Surely it doesn't matter what they look like, so long as their behaviour is the same? - Senior Researcher Halson. Nature of Failure: A hostile survivor community - identified as deserters from the United States Army - attack SCP-4156-1 seeking food and shelter. They are engaged by on-site security and repelled after a six-hour confrontation, with heavy casualties on both sides. Large numbers of SCP-4156-2 specimens were also killed during the fighting, and it is believed further members of the population fled SCP-4156-1 during the confrontation. Corrective Action: As Director Caul's location has not yet been confirmed, further action has not yet been taken. Additional Notes: N/A + Message from Senior Researcher Halson to all Site-98 staff. - Close message. It is with a heavy heart that I announce the passing of Director Simon Caul occurred at 08:43 today, following the confrontation with the US Army deserters. Right now we're thinking it was suicide. If you'd like to know more about the specific circumstances, read on, but you're under no obligation to. During the chaos after the fighting, we found it impossible to locate Director Caul. That in itself was strange; this place is watched inch by inch by cameras every hour of every day. I initially suspected he'd been taken by the deserters as a hostage, perhaps so they could exchange him for food or other resources. That was a foolish notion, of course - they wouldn't even have known who he was - but the ringing from the explosions was still in my ears. I wasn't thinking straight. Eventually, though, I figured out where he had gone. Someone had turned out all the recording devices in one house on Lambert Street, this little place that wasn't really important enough to even pay attention to. Under normal circumstances we'd have noticed immediately, of course, but as I said - explosions. The majority of security was still hunting down stragglers hiding in SCP-4156-1, so I went to Lambert Street alone. Idiotic, I know. There was a pretty high chance I'd be shot by some survivor still limping through the streets, but the thought didn't even occur to me at the time. I just walked there, all in a daze. Some of the SCP-4156-2 I passed were running, screaming, like they'd just realized they were in a warzone. Others just walked all orderly on their way to work. I saw one man taking a bite out of a sandwich with one hand while blood poured out of the stump on his other side. None of them noticed me, of course. The door to 34 Lambert Street was already open when I got there. I could hear a television playing inside, one of those first cartoons Tau-2 had come up with. I found Simon straight away when I walked in. He was sat on the couch, with a pistol in one hand and his brains on the wall behind him. He didn't have much of a face left, so I couldn't tell you what he was feeling at the end. There was a little girl on the couch next to him, six or seven. She was the one watching cartoons. There were some blood and brains on her face too, of course, she was so close after all but she wouldn't notice we wouldn't let her notice. Apologies. I looked through Director Caul's personal files when I got back, at the guidelines he'd made for the SCP-4156-2 population. I'd seen them before, of course, and I already knew it was incredible work - designing six thousand different people, I mean - but his personal version of the guidelines, they had his notes on every one of the specimens. I didn't get it at first when I just read through some at random; most of the notes were just one word, a job or a date or a street. But I started to understand once I looked at the notes that weren't so short. Long paragraphs, cherished memories, names for the specimens that weren't the ones we'd given them. These weren't random faces - they were people Simon had known, every single one of them, recreated as he'd known them. His childhood teachers. His parents. His colleagues. His neighbours. His friends. His siblings. His briefest encounters - mailmen, bank tellers, people he'd passed on the street. His wife. His daughter. I'd seen his daughter. I realized that as soon as I saw her picture. I'd seen her watching cartoons with her father's blood on her face. He'd done that. I'd done that. She didn't even notice when we took the body out. But the thing is, it wouldn't really have mattered even if she had noticed. Samantha Caul is dead, after all. Gone. It's all gone, isn't it? I think we need to rethink this whole project. |
SCP-4157 | keter | close Info X SCP-4157: WANT DOG Author: Lamentte Thanks to: Reverend Fox Author Page. Photo copy of an SCP-4157-1 instance. Phone number has been expunged to avoid further incidents. Item #: SCP-4157 Special Containment Procedures: Any instances of SCP-4157-1 found in the public are to be confiscated and disposed of via incineration. If a civilian contacts the number listed on SCP-4157-1, all individual(s) are to be removed from the caller's place of residence under a feasible cover story based on the location of the incident. This is to occur until the SCP-4157-2 instance following the call manifests. Once the instance of SCP-4157-2 manifests, the agents are to dispatch and/or collect the SCP-4157-2 instance. The body of the SCP-4157-2 instance is then to be disposed of along with any other objects found within its originating box. Individuals affected or injured by an SCP-4157-2 instance are to be treated and given Class-A Amnestics, with damaged property being replaced if possible. Current investigations into GOI-4998 are underway, although tracking of the number on SCP-4157-1 yields no results to viable locations for GOI-4998. Description: SCP-4157 is the instantaneous creation and placement of paper flyers with the phrase "WANT DOG GET FREE DOG HERE [sic] (███)-███-████" printed onto them, hereafter referred to as SCP-4157-1. SCP-4157 events have only been shown to occur in North America, with SCP-4157-1 instances only appearing in areas and at times where no video surveillance and/or human viewing is currently present. Individuals contacting the number listed on SCP-4157-1 will be answered by the voice of an unidentified male speaking in broken English, hereafter referred as POI-4998. POI-4988 will proceed to ask the caller a series of unusual and seemingly arbitrary questions, the specifics of which vary between calls. These questions seemingly have no effect on any events that follow, and once these questions are answered, POI-4998 will stop the call abruptly. After approximately 11 business days from the original contact, the individual will receive a package at their current location of residence in the form of an unremarkable cardboard box of varying size. The only identifying information found on the box is a sticker displaying the logo for GOI-4998 "MAKE WISH FOUNDATON [sic]"1. Inside said box are several non-anomalous pet toys and blankets, and an organism bearing genetic and physical similarities to various canid species, designated SCP-4157-2. SCP-4157-2 instances are hairless quadrupeds, with inconsistently placed and mostly nonfunctional limbs and facial features. Most SCP-4157-2 instances are hostile and uncoordinated, but do not survive for long periods of time after their initial appearance due to all recorded specimens showing some degree of distortion of organ, muscle, and bone structure, resulting in major organ failure within the first day of manifestation in 85.6% of SCP-4157-2 instances. 44.7% of the previous percentage are SCP-4157-2 instances that are deceased upon arrival to the individual's household. Addendum 4157-1: The following transcript is of an organized call with Researcher Charlotte Mehr and POI-4998 via the number located on SCP-4157-1. (?) Show Transcript Loading Transcription... [BEGIN LOG] POI-4998: Hello! This is MAKE WISH FOUNDATON. Do you want dog? Researcher Mehr: Um, yes, can I ask you a q- POI-4998: Great! What is your favorite color? Researcher Mehr: Can I ask you some quick questions before I answer that? POI-4998: Do you want to know more about dog? I'm glad you asked! Dog is made from pure 100% real dog, no cat, just dog! One happy dog! Researcher Mehr: So do you make these "dogs"? POI-4998: Yes! 100% real dog in all MAKE WISH FOUNDATON dog! No cat, no fish, no bird, just dog! One happy dog! What is your favorite color? Researcher Mehr: Um, red. Why does my favorite color matter? POI-4998: Red! Like dog! What is your favorite height? Researcher Mehr: My favorite what? POI-4998: Favorite height! Researcher Mehr: What do you need to know that for? POI-4998: Dog making process is very complicated and a trade secret of MAKE WISH FOUNDATON. Researcher Mehr: Oh, uh, does six foot five work? POI-4998: Great! Favorite snake width? Researcher Mehr: Snake what? POI-4998: Snake (Pause.) WIDTH! Researcher Mehr: Jesus! Uh, can you please just, calm down a bit? POI-4998: Jesus is my favorite snake width too! What cheese? Researcher Mehr: What about cheese? Sir, uh, if I could ask you some more q- POI-4998: I'm sorry if you don't understand, I need to ask YOU the questions! Researcher Mehr: I'm understanding that much, but I need to know more about your product before I get anything. POI-4998: Product is dog, and it is free! Researcher Mehr: Yes, but I mean like, where are the dogs made and where are you currently? POI-4998: Do you need dog video too? I will add dog video to order! What cheese? Researcher Mehr: What is your name? POI-4998: What cheese? Researcher Mehr: Answer the quest- POI-4998: What cheese? Researcher Mehr: (Pause, followed by a sigh.) Mozzarella? POI-4998: Great! What is your favorite method of murdering a wealthy married couple in their home and then subsequently robbing them of their valuables? Researcher Mehr: (Pause.) I'm sorry, what? POI-4998: You heard me. Researcher Mehr: (Pause.) I- I don't have an answer for that. Why the hell do you even nee- POI-4998: Great! That is all, dog will come soon! Thank you for order on behalf of MAKE WISH FOUNDATON! [END LOG] Addendum 4157-2: Upon the arrival of the subsequent SCP-4157-2 instance following the events of Addendum 4157-1, a standard VHS tape was included with SCP-4157-2. The contents of which can be found transcribed below. (?) Show Transcript Loading Transcription... [BEGIN LOG] 00.00: (Camera pans over 23 dogs in a fenced off enclosure, a barn is visible in the background of the footage, along with hilly and grassy terrain. The voice of POI-4998 is heard over this footage.) POI-4998: Hello! This is the video where we show the dog! We use all 100% real dog like these in our products! 00.08: (Camera cuts to footage of an unidentified female child playing with a domesticated dog inside of a house.) POI-4998: People like dog! People want dog! But sometimes, people do not want dog. 00.15: (A woman comes into the house, who then grabs the dog from the child and takes it outside; the woman starts screaming at the dog and the girl, and the girl starts crying.) POI-4998: People don't want dog, but we want dog! And you do too! So we take dog from the people who don't want dog, and give them to those who WANT DOG! 00.26: (Footage cuts to the outside of the house; the dog is sitting in the front lawn whimpering, when an unidentified man with a hooded sweatshirt obstructing his face comes into view, picks up the dog and then runs out of frame. It is also of note that in the background, there appears to be a small amount of blood on one of the front windows of the original house.) POI-4998: We get dog, we LOVE dog and then give dog to those who want dog! When dog is sad and so are you, no more sad happens when you two are together! 00.39: (Footage cuts back to the farm; the dog from before is now present and is running with the rest of the captive dogs. Camera then pans to the left to view a small shed by the enclosure.) POI-4998: And how do we make dog happy? That is trade secret of MAKE WISH FOUNDATON. Do not investigate this process or MAKE WISH FOUNDATON will pursue legal and/or illegal actions. MAKE WISH FOUNDATON will make your wish of being happy by making dog happy for YOU! For the low low price of nothing dollars! 00.54: (Metallic whirring is then heard inside the shed. Footage quickly cuts to GOI-4998's recorded logo.) POI-4998: MAKE WISH FOUNDATON. Your wish, is our wish for you! 00.59: (Logo fades out, footage ends.) [END LOG] Footnotes 1. GOI-4998 is an organization that haphazardly generates unpredictably dangerous anomalies for no shown monetary gain. |
SCP-4158 | euclid | SCP-4158 upon discovery Item #: SCP-4158 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4158 is to be kept in an 8 meter by 10-meter cell in the heavy containment zone. The cell is to be fitted with a 5-meter trough on the east wall of the cell. SCP-4158 is to be sheared of its excess mass and have its cell cleaned once every week unless a test is being conducted. X-rays are to be performed on SCP-4158 before and after shearing. The resulting meat is to be incinerated. SCP-4158 is to be fed a diet of raw beef, hay, wood, and bricks. Constant monitoring is not necessary, though SCP-4158 must be checked at a minimum of three times a day. In a scenario where growth can not be regulated the object class is to be reevaluated. Description: SCP-4158 is a bovine-esque creature measuring 3.4 meters tall and 5 meters long at the time of writing. Its skin is thin, appearing translucent and ripping easily. SCP-4158 is partially blind and has a bulbous head that lacks the features of a bovine of which it shares an alleged lineage. SCP-4158 is sentient and docile, not acknowledging personnel during feeding or cleaning of its cell. SCP-4158 does not produce excrement. SCP-4158 is constantly growing in size and weight. As such, excess mass must be sheared off every week. Testing has shown that limiting the diet of SCP-4158 does not limit its growth. Additional testing has shown that any meat that has been removed from SCP-4158 does not display the same constant growth. The meat produced by SCP-4158 is USDA Utility Grade beef and has shown no anomalous properties. Despite this, the resulting meat is to be incinerated as a cautionary measure. When SCP-4158 is not sheared of its excess mass new features begin to form, including limbs, genitalia, and, in rare cases, organs. The anatomy and placement of exterior growths are seemingly random. At its largest, SCP-4158 grew to be 8.5 meters tall and 9.8 meters long featuring seven legs, four stomachs, two penises, five testicles, and three tongues before the Foundation disallowed further growth. Testing was halted after SCP-4158 began showing evidence of neural tissue generation. SCP-4158 was found in Crewdson, Indiana on the morning of December 16th, 2004. Calls to animal control were made by multiple residents about a large cow with mange roaming by Highway 17. Two animal control officers were sent to investigate the reports. Upon discovery of SCP-4158, the animal control officers contacted the local police department at 9:39. A Foundation plant contacted Site-64 to send containment specialists to transport it. Class A amnestics were administered to the animal control officers and the case was closed, reporting it as being a cow with mange that was put down at the scene. SCP-4158 was transported to Site-64 at 12:46 with no resistance from SCP-4158. Containment Specialists tracked the origin of SCP-4158 to a slaughterhouse by the name of Butcher's Block where one employee, Barney Mossman, and the manager, Jeff Fine, were found and taken into Foundation custody. One more employee, Rory Gildson, was later found at his residence at ███ ████ ██████ after calling in sick that day. All three persons were taken to Site-64 for questioning. Interview Logs: + Barney Mossman 12/17/2004 Interview Log - Barney Mossman 12/17/2004 Interview Log Interviewed: Barney Mossman Interviewer: Dr. Reeves <Begin Log, December 17, 2004, 14:47> Interviewer: Your name is Barney Mossman, correct? Barney Mossman nods his head in confirmation Interviewer: Let the record show that Mr. Mossman nodded his head in confirmation. Barney Mossman: Come on man, what am I here for? Interviewer: Mr. Mossman, I'm sure you've been told, you're in here for questioning about the large bovine creature that allegedly belongs to your employer. Barney Mossman: You mean Big Charlie? Interviewer: Is that the name of the bovine or your employer? Barney Mossman: It's the cow. I didn't choose it, he was already named when I started working there a couple years ago. Interviewer: So you don't know the origin of it? Barney Mossman: No, man, I don't know anything. Interviewer: Anything at all? Barney Mossman: Well I mean, all I know is that we feed it hay, but it also just eats whatever's around it like wood and bricks, and sometimes the other cows. Interviewer: How long have you had the creature? Barney Mossman: I told you, man, I don't know. I've been working there for about 4 years and they already had him when I started working there. They told me to never tell anyone about him. Interviewer: Interesting, so why did you keep it alive and not just slaughter it? Barney Mossman: Fucking beats me, man, I only ever fed the damned thing, they would never tell me. Interviewer: Alright. Well is there anything else you can tell me? Barney Mossman: Nope. I barely ever got to see him, I just sometimes shove hay in his pen. He ain't my department, I'm the custodian. Interviewer: Okay. So where were you when the thing escaped your employer's possession? Barney Mossman: I was at home because it was night. Interviewer: And what were you doing? Barney Mossman: Well I was just on my computer until like 11 and then I went to sleep. That's it. You can look at my internet history, I swear that's where I was. Interviewer: And what happened the next morning when you came into work and he was gone? Barney Mossman: I was late that morning because I was up late the night before. Mr. Fine went fucking nuts, saying that either me or Rory had sold him out to "our competitors", which I'm pretty sure aren't a thing since we're like the only one in like a thousand miles. Interviewer: Do you know any way that it could have escaped? Barney Mossman: No way man, that pen he's in is the sturdiest pen I've seen in my life, only someone with the keys could have opened it. Interviewer: Do you think that Rory Gildson or Jeff Fine could have sold him or something? Barney Mossman: No way man, those two love that thing. Rory treats it like it's his son or something and Mr. Fine would never. Interviewer: Elaborate as to why Mr. Fine wouldn't. Barney Mossman: I don't know, man, he treats that thing like an idol or something. Like I said, they never told me why they kept him so I don't really know why but I do know that he would never. Interviewer: Would Rory Gildson know? Barney Mossman: Probably. If you want to know anything about Big Charlie, you ask him. I just feed him but Rory cleans him and gives him check ups and shit. Interviewer: Well alright then, Mr. Mossman, I guess if that's all you can tell us then we're done here. <End Log, December 17, 2004, 15:22> + Rory Gildson 12/17/2004 Interview Log - Rory Gildson 12/17/2004 Interview Log Interviewed: Rory Gildson Interviewer: Dr. Reeves <Begin Log, December 17, 2004, 22:00> Interviewer: Your name is Rory Gildson, correct? Rory Gildson: That is correct. Interviewer: Okay. Let's start the interview. Rory Gildson: Okay. Interviewer: So what can you tell me about the cow? Rory Gildson: Well, what do you want to know? Interviewer: Let's start at the beginning; what was that thing? Rory Gildson: Well, so do I because I barely know myself. We bought a pregnant cow from someone, like two for the price of one, and one day the calf just fell out of the mama cow. Like just ripped through its chest. It didn't have an umbilical cord and it wasn't moving so we thought it was dead. It also looked fucking disgusting. We hauled it out but the next morning it had at some point woken up and tried to get in the barn. We thought "This little guy is fucked, maybe someone will want to buy him for some scientific study or freak show," so we took it inside. Interviewer: How long ago was this? Rory Gildson: It was nine years ago. We tried getting rid of him by posting an ad in the local papers but— Interviewer: Wait, an ad about selling the creature? Rory Gildson: Yeah. Editor's Note: The ad was successfully redacted from all public records Interviewer: Okay, continue. Rory Gildson: What? Interviewer: Nothing, just continue. Rory Gildson: Alright. Well we placed the ad but nobody would bite so we decided that it was just a waste to keep it, and it probably wouldn't be a good idea to release it into the wild, because we don't know what it is, and doing that could fuck up the ecosystem or something, so we decided to finally put it out of its misery. So we got the cattle gun and we placed it right between its beady fucking eyes and pulled the trigger. There was a "thunk" sound but nothing happened. Interviewer: And you're sure the gun wasn't compromised in any way? Rory Gildson: Yeah. And when we tried it again it just ended up breaking the gun. So we decided to try slitting its throat and leaving it there but it barely bled. So next we tried just completely cutting out its throat but it still didn't seem to affect him at all. We decided to try and butcher it right there where it stood but it didn't even react. When we were done he was practically a skeleton. We wanted to get something out of this purchase so we decided to just pack the meat in with the rest and hoped no one would notice. Interviewer: How did you know that the meat wasn't toxic or something? Rory Gildson: We didn't. But a couple of days later we realized that he had grown back most of what we cut off him. We cut off some more and then tried it ourselves. It didn't taste any different from normal meat. It was like a miracle. One cow that just eats anything in front of it and produces infinite meat. Of course, we still have other cows kind of for show, so that people don't get curious where our meat comes from, but they don't like Big Charlie. If they get too close and Charlie gets too hungry, he'll eat them. But we don't really care, he'll produce enough meat to cover both of them. Interviewer: Fascinating. Is there anything else you can tell me? Rory Gildson: He's sterile. Interviewer: Okay. Is there anything else? Rory Gildson: Well not really, that's all there is to say. But you can't take him from us, he's our private property and since he is the only reason we ain't out of a job you legally can't take him away. Interviewer: Of course. Rory Gildson: I looked it up. Interviewer: Do you have any idea how it escaped your possession? Rory Gildson: No way. Barney always locks up good, and that pen is the strongest pen I've ever seen, there's no way he could have broken it, and Mr. Fine would never let that happen. Interviewer: Is that so? Do you know why? Rory Gildson: Well I assume it's because he provides for us, he's the reason we've got a job. It's also probably more than that, I think he thinks of him as like his pet or something. He loves Big Charlie. Interviewer: Interesting. Is there anything else you would like to say? Rory Gildson: I guess not. When will I get to see Big Charlie again? Interviewer: You won't. Thank you for cooperating, I believe we're done here. <End Log, December 17, 2004, 24:29> + Jeff Fine 12/18/2004 Interview Log - Jeff Fine 12/18/2004 Interview Log Interviewed: Jeff Fine Interviewer: Dr. Reeves <Begin Log, December 18, 2004, 00:15> Interviewer: You are Jeff Fine, is that correct? Jeff Fine: Yes. Interviewer: And you are the owner of the Butcher's Block slaughterhouse? Jeff Fine: Yes. Interviewer: The business that your employees claim housed and fed the bovine creature? Jeff Fine: Yes. Interviewer: Can you tell us more about that? Jeff Fine: I bought a pregnant cow from some guy. Eventually, it gave birth. And that was Big Charlie. Interviewer: I know about the birth and the way you would shear the flesh off of it. Is there anything else you could tell me? Jeff Fine: We tried to sell it thinking someone ought to want it to study or something but nobody would touch him. I told the boys to put him down but the cattle gun wouldn't even crack his skull. So they tried just cutting him up where he stood. The next couple of days while we were waiting for him to die we noticed that he had regrown himself so we decided to accept this blessing. Interviewer: Okay. And what were you doing on the night of December 12th, 2004 when the creature escaped? Jeff Fine: I was just praying. Interviewer: To who, when, and where? Jeff Fine: Why do you need to know? Interviewer: Mr. Fine, answer the question. Jeff Fine: To Big Charlie. Interviewer: Oh? Jeff Fine: I've done it every night since we received him. Interviewer: And why is that? Jeff Fine: You heard what they said! He feels no pain, you can't kill him, he provides for us! He is our savior! Interviewer: So why would you think to pray to him? Jeff Fine: I just felt something when I was around him. I could tell that he wanted to make this sacrifice for us. Ever since he tried to get into the barn after we threw him out like heartless bastards, I knew he cared for us. Interviewer: And how do you pray to him? Jeff Fine: Well I would open his pen, take off my clothes so that I was pure before him, lay down, and receive his blessings. Interviewer: And how do you do that? Jeff Fine: I drink his blood. He doesn't need it but his heart pumps and produces blood for us. Interviewer: And how come you never told your friends about him? Jeff Fine: I know that Charlie wouldn't like them. I've seen how he reacts when they are near him compared to me. He still provides for them but I am the only one who he allows to receive his personal blessings. Interviewer: And so this time it ran past you and escaped? Jeff Fine: Yes. But he couldn't have been escaping, he must have had a goal. Interviewer: Had he ever shown signs of that kind of behavior before? Jeff Fine: No, not at all. I don't know why he would do that but it has to be for a reason. We can't all know what those who know better than us are thinking. Interviewer: And has this prayer to it ever worked for you? Jeff Fine: Big Charlie doesn't just answer all prayers, willy-nilly. He knows what's best for us. Interviewer: So that's a no? Jeff Fine: How dare you question Big Charlie! He knows what's best for all of us! I'm done here! I don't need to keep answering questions like this! Interviewer: Hey, we're not done here until I say so. Sit back down. Jeff Fine: Let me out! I need to see Big Charlie! I need to see if he's safe! Interviewer: Mr. Fine, sit down! Jeff Fine attempts to flip the interview table Jeff Fine is tranquilized by the security guard on duty Interviewer: God dammit. End log. <End Log, December 18, 2004, 01:34> It is currently not believed that Jeff Fine's worshiping of SCP-4158 is due to any anomalous effect, as is suggested by a study of personnel showing no abnormal religious or ritual practices after working with SCP-4158. At this time there seems to be no reason to discredit any of the claims made. The workers and cows that were in the possession of the Butcher's Block Slaughterhouse at the time were all administrated Class E amnestics. The Butcher's Block Slaughterhouse was closed under the pretense that it was due to a health code violation and the employees were arrested for malpractice. 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SCP-4159 | euclid | File photo of SCP-4159 in 2018. Item #: SCP-4159 Special Containment Procedures: Public access to areas inhabited by SCP-4159 is to be heavily restricted between March and November under the guise of hooded plover bird nest re-introduction. These areas are to be monitored both remotely and by Foundation personnel posing as Parks Victoria rangers, and seaweed washed ashore is to be collected and incinerated daily. Populations of SCP-4159 are to be counted and monitored, with civilian inhabited areas nearby to be evacuated should significant numbers of SCP-4159 get too close and fail to be lured away or destroyed. Weather reports are to be monitored for storms at sea with a likelihood of bringing more specimens ashore. A minimum of four specimens are to be kept contained within Site 40 for study, along with any notable specimens. Containment will be comprised of a standard wildlife containment cell with a steady supply of salt water. Foundation personnel are advised not to come within 2 metres of SCP-4159 specimens, and to always work with partners to minimise the risk of injury. Description: SCP-4159 are carnivorous organisms resembling large clumps of kelp endemic to several coastal regions in Victoria, Australia. The size of SCP-4159 can vary greatly1, but all specimens encountered have been composed of a mass of various connected lengths of kelp. Examination has shown no significant difference between the tissue of SCP-4159 and naturally occurring kelp species, leading to investigations into whether SCP-4159 is created from ordinary kelp or is an entirely different organism. SCP-4159 inhabits shorelines, reefs, rock pools and shallow waters, with specimens adopting different behaviours in different environments, suggesting intelligence comparable to cephalopods. This behaviour includes, but is not limited to: Laying in wait as an ambush predator among sand and mundane seaweed. Active predation of slower moving prey such as sea turtles, seals and sleeping animals.2 The use of tools such as stones, nets and corpses, typically in a luring fashion.3 Bioluminescent hypnosis reminiscent of the hunting behaviour of many species of cuttlefish. Structuring itself into limbs to grapple prey items. Observation has shown that while SCP-4159 is slow moving, they are able to move silently and have proven to be exceptionally strong, with smaller specimens capable of subduing adult humans. Upon obtaining a prey item SCP-4159 typically suffocates or drowns it before moving to a secluded, damp location to digest it. it accomplishes this by what is thought to be a form of phagocytosis, enveloping the prey item in itself and slowly absorbing it over a period of hours, though larger individuals are able to digest nutrition faster by virtue of having more surface area with which to apply to the task. The peak season for SCP-4159 is between late March and mid October, though this may vary based on the climate, with colder and stormier weather bringing specimens from deeper water, suggesting they may be dislodged from their warm water habitat by storms in a manner similar to non-anomalous kelp or even jellyfish. Monitoring of SCP-4159 populations' migratory habits has shown that each year they arrive and depart from the same direction, with recent analysis showing populations converging on an isolated reef located at -39.937113, 146.077304.4 Addendum SCP-4159-A: On 19/3/17, civilians reported the disappearance of their child, Nicholas McArthur, who was last seen riding his bicycle in the town of Kilcunda, Victoria. A police search of the area led to the discovery of McArthur's remains being consumed by an instance of SCP-4159 within a playground tube. Embedded Foundation agents soon dispatched a field team to establish a perimeter, with police units being amnesticised and returned to duty. The specimen was destroyed, and McArthur's remains were recovered.5 Examination of local CCTV footage shows Nicholas McArthur arriving at the playground at 15:30, playing on the swings, then entering the sandpit where the SCP-4159 specimen had disguised itself as a rudimentary sandcastle. The resultant attack incapacitated McArthur within 19 minutes, before retreating to the playground tube to ingest the victim. Later investigation was able to track the specimen to a creek several hundred metres away. This was the only known instance of SCP-4159 entering a freshwater environment, and one of the earlier instances of the usage of a sandcastle disguise. Addendum SCP-4159-B Level 3 clearance required Close Following a successful operation in the town of Bairnsdale, Victoria, relating to an uninvolved anomaly, a number of Epsilon-6 (Village Idiots) agents were sleeping at a waterfront motel awaiting extraction the following morning. During the course of the night, an SCP-4159 instance subdued and partially consumed Agent Holtzinger. These events have been reconstructed based on witness accounts and recovered security footage. Witness statement: Incident 4159-34-B-1 Witness: Mark Bolding Statement: In the microphone? Okay boss. So it's like I said before, um, it was about two-ish in the morning and Jan kicked me out for smoking in the room. I was standing out on the verandah and looking out at the water, thinking about going for a surf in the morning, you know, that sort of stuff. Anyway I saw something come out of the water right about then, must've been a seal or something. Looked kinda funny, all flattened and sorta stretched out you know. Probably sick, that happens all the time with that [EXPLETIVE] desalination plant they built you know. Witness statement: Incident 4159-34-B-2 Witness: Sharee Lockwood Statement: Yeah, it was two thirty in the morning and I saw on the security camera that there was all this water and seaweed in the car park leading to the rooms. You know, a slipping hazard. Last thing I need is for my boss to see me let an OH and S violation go, so I head out with the mop to clean it up. That's when the service button at the front desk paged me. I'd pretty much finished anyway, it was pretty much just in the gardens by that point so I went and handled the customer. Recovered CCTV footage: Timestamp: 02:39, July 12, 2018 Visual Log: Footage shows a static view of the footpath and room doors along it. All doors are closed, and no light shines through any windows. 02:40, July 12, 2018: SCP-4159 instance enters frame from the west. Specimen is noted to be covered in leaves and detritus, and estimated to weigh 25-30kg. Upon reaching the closest door to the camera, that housing Agent Holtzinger, the specimen proceeds to flatten itself to the ground and enter the room under the door. 04:30, July 12, 2018: Agent Holtzinger exits the room and is seen to be in a slumped backward posture and moving with a stiff, shambling motion. Upon moving closer to the camera the SCP-4159 specimen can be seen tightly clinging to Agent Holtzinger's lower back and neck. 04:33, July 12, 2018: Agent Holtzinger and the SCP-4159 instance leave frame. Foundation Incident Report form 34-B Name of Agent: Irwin Wood Report: At approximately 04:40 I was awoken by odd sounds outside the window of my room. Upon investigation I could see a person leaning on a tree in the courtyard by the public toilet block. I was unable to see the person in any detail from my room, so I dressed and went outside to investigate. Upon arriving at the courtyard the person had moved towards the treeline near the toilet block. They were moving strangely, as though they were being shaken by someone from behind. I approached and shone my torch on the person and identified them as Agent Holtzinger. She was not breathing and had strings of kelp tangled in her pyjamas and hair. Upon closer inspection I saw that a mass of anomalous kelp had been attached to the back of Agent Holtzinger and was shaking them. I proceeded to call for support from the rest of the taskforce, and proceeded to aid in the containment of Agent Holtzinger. Following this incident an investigation into the population of SCP-4159 was launched. The results of this investigation showed a population explosion of SCP-4159 in the area, with the cause of this event suspected to have been a king tide several weeks before. Agent Holtzinger's remains were seen to have sustained multiple fractures to the mandible, left ulna and left radius, along with partial digestion of the epidermis, fatty tissue, muscle and bone of the back portion of the torso, neck and scalp. Cause of death has been ruled as suffocation. Agent Holtzinger's remains were disposed of as per standard procedure and a cull of SCP-4159 was initiated. Incident 4159-44 Level 3 clearance required Close SCP-4159 engaging in angling behavior. On 27/10/2018 Foundation agent Isaac Plumb disappeared while investigating reports of SCP-4159 near the town of Aspen Valley, █████ Island, to the northwest of the Kent islands. Agent Plumb's last report indicated his intention to investigate the town from a distance before taking further action. Following his disappearance, a taskforce composed of four agents6 was sent from Site 40 to investigate. Upon arriving at █████ Island, Cmdr. Geeham reported that the dock and marina was deserted, before proceeding towards Aspen Valley on foot. Upon confirming a visual of the town, Cmdr. Geeham reported multiple SCP-4159 instances in the town, primarily located on top of and around buildings and trees. The taskforce was instructed to proceed into the town to locate Agent Plumb and determine the extent of the infestation. Closer examination showed that the sighted SCP-4159 instances were in fact a single enormous specimen estimated by Cmdr. Geeham to weigh several tonnes, with tendrils extending into all the buildings in the town via windows, doors and chimneys. All members of the taskforce but Cmdr. Geeham were lost in action and Cmdr. Geeham was found when the expeditionary vessel washed ashore █ kilometres from Site 40. Interviewer: Dr. Hoctor. Interviewed: Cmdr. Grace Geeham, Green leader of Taskforce 4, with previous experience in working with SCP-4159. Foreword: Following the events of Incident 4159-44, Cmdr. Geeham submitted an after action report and was placed on administrative leave while an effort was made to verify her claims. At this time her report remains unverified, and Cmdr. Geeham was interviewed once more to determine the report's veracity. <Begin Log> Dr. Hoctor: Hello again Cmdr. Geeham, please sit down. Cmdr. Geeham sits and looks at Dr. Hoctor expectantly, appearing restless. Cmdr. Geeham: So this means you sent someone to look at █████ Island, right? You saw it? You saw what it does, why we need to wipe them out? Dr. Hoctor: The reconnaissance team didn't see anything suggesting anything other than a severe SCP-4159 incursion, though not without abnormalities. We have asked you here to re-state your report, in your own words, and to help us clarify the events surrounding █████ Island. When you're ready, Grace. Cmdr. Geeham is noted to look irritated and anxious. Cmdr. Geeham: Sir… Yes sir. We landed on the island at 0700 and found the marina and the docks empty. We weren't expecting that, 4159 incursions are slow, they pick off one or two people at a time, never groups. How could they? They're slow. After some discussion, the team and I discussed our plan, and considered the possibility of something else operating in the area. Dr. Hoctor: Something else? Despite reports of SCP-4159 operating in the area? Cmdr. Geeham: Wouldn't be the first time. Remember what happened with the █████████ disappearance? Dr. Hoctor: Noted, please proceed Cmdr. Geeham. Cmdr. Geeham: Well, we headed into the town down the road from the docks, and that's when we saw the 4159's all over the town. Only, they looked off somehow. Like they were asleep or sick or something. Either way, they were really big, about as big as any of us had seen before, mounded up on all the roofs and power lines, hanging down into windows and chimneys. Dr. Hoctor: And that is when you decided to split into pairs? Cmdr. Geeham: That's right. At this point… I-I didn't realise it was different to normal specimens we'd dealt with before. Besides, we had the flamethrowers and we were all experienced agents… At least, I thought we were. Cmdr. Geeham sighs and appears remorseful Dr. Hoctor: Continue your statement, Grace. Cmdr. Geeham: We split up. Myself and Dar- Cpl. Brayshaw were covering the west side of town, Ostradi and Hicks were on the east. We kept in contact with each other the whole time. The insides of those houses… I've never seen it have that effect on an environment before. Cmdr. Geeham shows visible signs of distress and drinks from a glass of water Cmdr. Geeham: It had turned the inside of the houses into a sort of nest. Rotting plants and fishing nets and furniture piled together with these tendrils coming from the specimen leading into the nests through the windows and fireplace. Just as Brayshaw and I went to investigate, Hicks called on the radio saying that she could see a long mass of kelp leading from the specimen to the water, and that all instances of 4159 were joined together. That's about when we realised it was one massive specimen, not lots of smaller ones. I ordered her and Ostradi to come back to our location, and Brayshaw… He… Dr. Hoctor: We can take a short break if you need to compose yourself, Grace. Cmdr. Geeham takes a deep breath and shakes her head Cmdr. Geeham: I'm good. I'm okay. He found the family that used to live there. Their beds were in the middle of the nest in the living room. They… They were all webbed to their beds with bits of 4159. It was growing into their faces, like it burrowed through the sinuses and just grew all the way inside. It… They… They had big masses of these gas bladder looking objects bursting out of their skin, all over their bodies. Most of them were small, like grapes, but others were like tennis balls. When I shone my torch on them, I could see 4159 embryos inside. Like eggs. Then Brayshaw saw it too, and he just lost it. Dr. Hoctor: Lost it? Cmdr. Geeham: He shoved me aside and blasted the nest with his flamethrower. Inside the building. When he did, the specimen defended itself. Tendrils as thick as trees burst in from the window and grabbed him. Would've grabbed me too if I didn't scoot back out onto the street on my ass like an idiot. Dr. Hoctor: You didn't attempt to aid Cpl. Brayshaw? Cmdr. Geeham: It [EXPLETIVE] crushed him like a bug! I saw him crumple down to half his size and fountain blood out of his mouth. It was all I could do to get out and try to get to Hicks and Ostradi. Cmdr. Geeham pauses and composes herself. They were in the middle of the street, shouting to me and Brayshaw. The whole thing was flailing all over the place, even knocked down one of the houses as it pulled most of its mass into the street and started hauling itself towards us from the direction of the docks. We could see at least a dozen people dragging along behind it caught up in its tendrils like the family Brayshaw found, and it hadn't even gotten out of all the houses yet. Cmdr. Geeham pauses and stares at the wall for 18 seconds. Dr. Hoctor touches Cmdr. Geehams arm. Dr. Hoctor: What happened next Grace? After you regrouped with the rest of your team? Cmdr. Geeham: We… We ran, Ostradi saw the towns abattoir at the end of the street and since it was a bluestone building we figured it would be strong enough to keep the specimen out. As we were entering the front door, Cpl. Ostradi… He… He walked under a tree and some tendrils descended and grabbed him, yanked him into the air. He called out to us but I had to make a call. It was just… It was too much of a risk to go back, so we left him and entered the abattoir. Cmdr. Geeham places her head in her hands and breathes heavily for several minutes Dr. Hoctor: Cmdr. we have all had to make hard decisions here. It's part of the job, though I understand that doesn't make things any easier. Take some deep breaths and try to finish. Cmdr. Geeham: Okay. Okay. Cmdr. Geeham nods and clears her throat. When we entered the building, we moved deeper inside as quickly as we could to set up a defensive perimeter on the kill floor. Hicks joked that it seemed appropriate. But when we got in there, we saw that the back of the building had been knocked down by the specimen. It was slumped on the wall of the building and over the alleyway. There was a small whale there in the same condition as the people in the first building laying against a propane tank. The specimen shuddered and started to squeeze into the breach, so I ordered Hicks to fire on the propane tank with me. Dr. Hoctor: Under most circumstances I would call that reckless, Cmdr. you're absolutely sure it was necessary? Cmdr. Geeham: We were trapped in there, what choice did we have? Besides, it worked. The tank went up, knocked us both on our asses, but the thing was right on top of the explosion and got blown to bits. We managed to get to our feet despite our injuries and helped each other out into the street. What was left of the specimen was retreating towards the woods, and we followed at a distance to return to the boat. By the time we made it we couldn't make visual contact with the specimen. After treating our injuries as best we could, I took the first shift piloting the boat back towards the site. Dr. Hoctor: And Pvt. Hicks? What happened to her? Cmdr. Geeham: She… I was sleeping while it was her turn driving. The propeller jammed, and she said to rest while she checked it out, since my wounds were fairly severe compared to hers. I… I'm not sure what happened, but I heard her gasp. When I managed to get outside I saw her jump into the water. Cmdr. Geeham takes a deep breath. Cmdr. Geeham: I think she was hypnotised, there were lights in the water when she jumped much brighter than any bioluminescence I've seen on a 4159 I've seen before. They followed me the whole time until I got close to shore, and then I washed up and the team found me. Dr. Hoctor: Standing Thank you Grace. For the time being I would like- Cmdr. Geeham: Doctor, I can't stay here, I need to go to an inland site… I… Every time I look at the water I see those glowing lights… You… For a second I could swear that Hicks smiled at me as she jumped into the water. I… I'm afraid that if I keep seeing those lights I'll walk into the sea with that same smile. Dr. Hoctor: Noted, Cmdr. We'll see what we can do. <End Log> Note: I'd like for the families of Cpl. Brendan Ostradi, Cpl. Daryl Brayshaw and Pvt. Margaret Hicks to receive the standard monetary payout and deepest condolences on behalf of the Foundation. Furthermore, Cmdr. Geeham is to be administered Class B amnestics as per her request and transferred to Site ███. Further investigations into the events of incident 4159-44 and the whereabouts of Agent Plumb are to be made a high priority, with extreme caution to be taken in said investigation. Dr. D. Hoctor Site-40 Director Footnotes 1. Most often between 4 and 2,700kg in weight, though significant outliers have been found. See Incident 4159-44 2. see addendum SCP-4159-B 3. See addendum SCP-4159-B 4. Investigation into this location is still ongoing, though it is suspected to be anomalous due to inconsistent scans and identical reefs being spotted in other locations around the world. 5. Remains were later buried under the guise of being the victim of an infectious necrotic virus known to be prevalent in the area. 6. Cmdr. Grace Geeham, Cpl. Brendan Ostradi, Cpl. Daryl Brayshaw and Pvt. Margaret Hicks |
SCP-4160 | neutralized | Item #: SCP-4160 Special Containment Procedures: As of 16/11/2025, SCP-4160 has been determined to have been neutralized following Incident 4160-23. No further containment efforts are deemed necessary at this time. Archived containment procedures have been included below. + Archived Containment Procedures - Archived Containment Procedures Due to the nature of SCP-4160, total containment is impossible at this time. As such, Foundation efforts are to be focused on the reduction of public awareness of SCP-4160. Foundation Operatives within world governments are to pursue the day of November 15th to be declared a national holiday within the United States, Russia, and member states of the European Union. Additionally, operatives within educational systems are to attempt to reduce the number of classes teaching history1 on November 15th, each year. A Foundation-operated bot (I/O-HERODOTUS) is to monitor online communities for discussions/media regarding SCP-4160 instances. MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") is to investigate these discussions and provide needed amnesticization/cover-up on a case-by-case basis. Description: SCP-4160 is an event occurring annually on November 15th within a single arbitrary history lesson being taught on that date. During the event, a pupil will become highly agitated with a point of discussion introduced by the instructor, invariably resulting in an increasingly heated verbal exchange followed by physical violence on the part of the pupil as they attempt to prevent completion of the lesson. These points of discussion triggering SCP-4160 events range from insignificant historical trivia, which are often given special consideration by the instructor for their potential historical influence, to major historical events. If left unhindered, this act of violence will eventually culminate in the death of either the pupil or instructor at the hands of the other, as instructors are determined to finish their lesson despite the verbal and physical assault. To date, no observed event has ended in the completion of the lesson. Following these events, a surviving affected pupil will continue to deny the point of discussion that triggered the SCP-4160 event, though not to the extent of causing harm to others. This behavior will continue until November 15th of the following year. If the memory of the initial event is removed with amnestic treatment, this behavior ceases. Additionally, surviving pupils and instructors affected by SCP-4160 have unanimously reported to briefly hear two feminine voices arguing upon completion of an SCP-4160 event.2 Affected individuals with a knowledge of Ancient Greek have, through assistance by Foundation linguists, identified the entity as speaking a form of the Attic Greek dialect. Translations of these exchanges have included: "I don't mess with your art! Why do you have to mess with mine?" "This is my art, dear sister." "You know I can erase you from the record, right?" "I'd like to see you try." "Every damn time! I'll tell father about this!" "Oh, come now. What's he going to do? He's too busy looking for someone or something to screw." "Thalia3, help me!" "This is far too comedic a development for her to help. You're stuck, dear." "Fuck off, Mel!" "Oh well isn't that just tragic?" "Oh my gods STOP!" It is unknown how long SCP-4160 events have occurred. Regular historical evidence of their occurrence has dated back to the 17th century, with a sporadic record potentially dating back to at least 800 BCE. Currently, there are no reliable means of predicting where an SCP-4160 event will occur prior to its initiation. As of 1990, Foundation efforts have successfully located and contained approximately 90% of SCP-4160 events. Attempts to trigger an SCP-4160 event in a Foundation controlled environment are ongoing. Addendum 4160-A: Discovery SCP-4160 first became apparent to Foundation operatives on 15/11/1970 during a season four production of the public television children's program of "Mister Rogers' Neighborhood." During the episode, an electrician taught the host, Fred Rogers, about the history of the incandescent lightbulb, during which they emphasized the importance of the filament choice Thomas Edison had used in his designs. The host then became highly agitated with his guest, arguing with them for several minutes before becoming violent and attempting to harm the guest with his chair. An investigation conducted by Foundation operatives uncovered SCP-4160's historical trend, and the event was soon after categorized as an SCP. Action by MTF Gamma-5 was able to cover-up the incident without significant public exposure. Addendum 4160-B: Abridged Event List The following is an abridged list of notable SCP-4160 events. A full list of observed and potential SCP-4160 events can be found in Document 4160-B. Date: Between 420 and 410 BCE Location: Athens, Greece Description: Memoirs by Thucydides indicating four of his lectures on the Peloponnesian War ending prematurely following a pupil's revolt. In each case, fellow pupils were able to subdue the perpetrator, and in three cases killing them. Thucydides does not state what the triggering point of discussion was in any of these events. Original memoirs have been archived by the Foundation and changed in the public record. Date: 1068 CE Location: Goslar, Germany Description: Memoirs of Anno II, Archbishop of Cologne during the education of Holy Roman Emperor Henry IV. Anno reports that during the emperor's education a heated debate occurred between him and one of his tutors over the origin of the term "paladin" within Charlemagne's court. In a fit of anger, Henry IV defenestrated the tutor, who reportedly attempted to continue the lesson where he landed before succumbing to trauma. Original memoirs have been archived by the Foundation and changed in the public record. Date: 1790 CE Location: Boston, Massachusetts, US Description: Account from the diary of Ms. Elizabeth Abney, a Boston area school teacher. During a discussion of the coloration of the British uniforms during the French and Indian War, a pupil named John Cook became highly agitated. The account insists that Abney disciplined Cook with a switch before he could enact physical violence. Due to the beating taking 'hours' Abney was unable to complete the lecture before the school day ended. Abney's diary has been recovered by the Foundation and expunged from the public record. Date: 1878 CE Location: Manchester, UK Description: Disciplinary report from the Victoria University of Manchester for Colin Taylor. The report states that during a lecture on the Napoleonic Wars in which the professor discussed the potential role of the tin buttons on the French coats in their defeat during the invasion of Russia, Taylor left mid-lecture. Upon his return to the lecture hall, Taylor assaulted the professor with snowballs while shouting "Here are your [EXPLETIVE] tin buttons!" The report indicates that Taylor had torn the buttons from his coat and placed one in each snowball thrown. Taylor was apprehended by local authorities soon after. The professor reportedly attempted to resume his lecture but was unable to finish due to sustaining a concussion. The record has been recovered by the Foundation and expunged from the public record. Date: 1961 CE Location: Portland, Oregon, US Description: Police report for the assault of Dr. Connor Jackson by Dr. Terrance Creed, two history professors at Portland State University. According to the report, while both were at a local bar, Jackson began to lecture Creed on the importance of the 1934 West Coast waterfront strike in weakening the local American Federation of Labor when the two broke into a fight, during which time Creed tore out Jackson's tongue upon the latter's attempts to continue his lecture. Due to Creed and Jackson still being alive following the Foundation's discovery of SCP-4160, interviews about the incident were conducted. The original police record has been archived by the Foundation and changed in the public record. Date: 2015 CE Location: Site-64 Description: See Incident 4160-23. Addendum 4160-C: Incident 4160-23 During a Foundation Seminar hosted at Site-64 on 15/11/2015 entitled "An Iron Curtain and a Rippling Veil: Changes to Consensus Normalcy During the Cold War" an SCP-4160 event occurred between Dr. Janice Hamada, who was conducting the seminar, and Agent Beatrice Ross, resident thaumatologist of MTF Tau-51 ("Urban Brawl"), who was in attendance. During the resulting skirmish between Agent Ross and other personnel in attendance, Agent Anaya Sarkar of MTF Gamma-5 was able to incapacitate her. Agent Sarkar instructed Dr. Hamada to finish her seminar in Agent Ross's presence. Following completion of the seminar, Agent Ross's agitated behavior ceased. An interview with Agent Ross was conducted shortly afterward. Addendum 4160-D: Object Class Reassignment SCP-4160 events have failed to occur following the events of Incident 4160-23. As of 11/16/2025, SCP-4160 is considered neutralized. Changes to SCP-4160's documentation have been made where appropriate. Addendum 4160-E: Interview 4160-84 Interviewed: Agent Beatrice Ross Interviewer: Researcher Roland Ferro Foreword: The following interview was conducted on 15/11/2015, following Agent Ross's participation in an SCP-4160 event. <Begin Log> Ferro: Well, this is awkward. How are you holding up, Beatrice? Ross: I got body slammed into a table by a 'Herring.' I've had better days, Roland. Do you think I can get some Tylenol or something? Ferro: In a few moments, sure. Time is a bit crucial here. I'm sure you understand. Ross sighs. Ross: Yeah, whatever. Ferro: Why did you attempt to assault Dr. Hamada? Ross: I wish I could tell you, but I don't know. I mean, as far as these historical seminars go, this one was actually pretty interesting. Ross chuckles. Ross: I guess when they brought up the big move of anomalies into Egypt, Yugoslavia, and Indonesia during the start of the Cold War as a means for the Foundation to remain neutral, well, something clicked in the back of my mind. I kept thinking to myself "That doesn't sound right…" Ferro: That was pretty early on in the seminar. Ross: I know, at first, I pushed it back thinking, "eh, whatever." But as Dr. Hamada went on I felt my blood begin to heat up. Each new statement was like another insult. "That doesn't sound right" became "That's just wrong" which became "What makes you think you can say that" and then "Who the fuck do you think you are" and finally "I need to stop this." Then I felt myself explode. Ferro: You didn't black out then? Ross: Nope. I was fully aware of what I was doing. Regrettably. If I hadn't been stopped I probably would have shot a rod of lightning up her ass. Ferro: You noticeably calmed down after Dr. Hamada finished her lecture though. What was going on there? Ross: The second she said: "Thank you for attending my seminar, any questions?" I felt another click, and thought, "Well shit, she's right." There just wasn't any anger left after that. Ferro: Just like that? Gone? Ross: Gone. Ferro finishes writing some notes. Ross: Hey, Roland? The people affected during these events are supposed to hear a voice speaking Greek at the end yeah? Did my translator report to you about what I heard? Ferro pauses. Ferro: No, not yet. What was it? Ross chuckles. Ross: Well, they had really thick accents, and one sounded rather pissed. I guess the translation was: Ross: "I win, Melpomene.4" Ross: "Well played, Clio.5" <End Log> Footnotes 1. Such classes are defined as any in which a significant portion of the content is dedicated to the study of past events, with a minimum of at least one instructor and one pupil. 2. An SCP-4160 event is considered complete when the lesson is ended and does not resume. This can be due to death of the instructor, or the instructor failing to resume the lesson within 15 minutes following the death or incapacitation of the pupil. 3. In Greco-Roman mythology, Thalia is the muse of Comedy, one of nine inspirational goddesses of literature, science, and the arts. 4. In Greco-Roman mythology, Melpomene is the muse of Tragedy. 5. In Greco-Roman mythology, Clio is the muse of History. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4160" by Jacob Conwell, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4160. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4161 | safe | A ROUNDERHOUSE Joint Coming Soon - Rounderhouse ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 4/4161 LEVEL 4/4161 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4161 Safe SCP-4161, prior to Foundation acquisition. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4161 is contained in a standard anomalous object storage locker in Site-五. Testing is only to take place with Level-4 Clearance from Project "Starry Eyes" Director John Meyers. D-15387 is never to be separated from SCP-4161. Description: SCP-4161 is a desiccated humanoid entity 165cm tall, weighing 47.7 kg. It is seated in a cross-legged position, and clothed in an orange robe. While in its inactive state, SCP-4161 is deceased on a cellular level. SCP-4161 is operable in a manner similar to a laptop computer. However, it is structured atypically, with components separated and located in different portions of the body. These parts include: A motherboard located within SCP-4161's stomach. A 4 gigabyte Samsung brand RAM card embedded within the liver. An Intel i3 processing unit located within the right ventricle of the heart. A power supply inside the colon, with a power cable that exits from the base of the spine. In place of a tongue, SCP-4161 has a USB 2.0 cable extruding from the lower larynx and protruding up through the esophagus, terminating in a male connector. A large touchscreen attached to SCP-4161's upper back with no visible branding. If its power cable is inserted into a compatible outlet, SCP-4161's body temperature will rise as the components within it begin to function. Its cells will begin to undergo respiration and the screen on its back will turn on to display a simple button-based selector screen. When activated, SCP-4161 is capable of vocal communication with its user. Initial Recovery: SCP-4161 came to Foundation attention on April 12th 2019, after a report of supernatural activity in a Buddhist temple came to the attention of the Chinese Ministry of Public Safety. Embedded personnel intercepted the report and MTF 刀-五 ("Karma") was ordered to investigate due to a possible connection with GoI-084 "Galactic Federation". Subject: Khenchen Zhang Interviewer: MTF 刀-五 Acting Commander Jiang Shu [BEGIN LOG] Jiang enters the inner chamber of the temple. JIANG: Hello? Is anyone here? ZHANG: You've arrived. Come. Sit. JIANG: I'll stand, thank you. I'm with the Ministry, we received reports of abnormal activity here. ZHANG: I know. I made them. JIANG: They were more than a bit vague. Could you explain exactly what the problem is? The Khenshen motions to his left where SCP-4161 is seated on a stone pedestal. It is covered in orange cloth. ZHANG: I was raised from childhood in the temple. I have spent my life surrounded by mystical artifacts. That is not one of them. JIANG: What do you mean? ZHANG: It radiates a screaming aura of negativity. Artifacts are not cursed objects — they are merely focal points of the universe's energies. That- that is a hole into which those energies are slipping. It is not meant to exist. JIANG: I'm sorry, but I cannot allocate national resources to dealing with what is essentially a hunch. ZHANG: Fine. See for yourself, then. The Khenshen rises from his position, and approaches SCP-4161. He quickly pulls the cloth away from it. JIANG: … Tā mā de.1 SCP-4161's eyes are rolled entirely backward into its head, and its jaw is rapidly snapping open and shut. A brown liquid is dripping from its nostrils, collecting in a pool on the stone floor, and engorged veins are clearly visible all over its body. It is speaking in a low hiss. SCP-4161: The soul in the sky is a mistake and the mistake will be crushed by the One and the One will arrive on the mount to bleed the disbelievers and the disbelievers will forget the soul in the sky and the soul in the sky is a mistake and the mistake… SCP-4161 stops chanting momentarily and shudders. With a heaving noise, it leans forward and begins choking. It opens its mouth to expel a cicada, which rapidly flies out of a window. Jiang notices the power cord attached to SCP-4161 and moves to remove it. It ceases activity. [END LOG] Afterword: Following the incident, SCP-4161 was seized by MTF 刀-五 and brought to Site-五. Experiment Log: Foreword: D-15387 was selected to conduct experiments on SCP-4161. Format Input: Button selected. Response: Vocal response from SCP-4161. [BEGIN LOG] Screen 1 Three buttons are visible on an otherwise dark screen. They are marked WHO, WERE, and BEGIN SUMSARA[sic]. Input: WHO Response: "You are currently utilizing version 1.19.1 of the Metempsychosis Assistant For The Glory Of The One! Please press more information for more information!" Screen 2 A small button is marked "MORE INFERMATION"[sic]. Input: MORE INFERMATION Response: "This unit was originally inhabited by the Vijnana of Fang Xinyeng. His soul has since been recycled to assist in the construction of the Throne That Will Herald The Lord. He will be forgotten as a proper servant should." Screen 1 Three buttons are visible on an otherwise dark screen. They are marked WHO, WERE, and BEGIN SUMSARA[sic]. Input: WERE Response: "The Glory and Eternal Throne sits in the emptiness of the Void, the weight of its own power casting darkness over the stars around it." Screen 1 Three buttons are visible on an otherwise dark screen. They are marked WHO, WERE, and BEGIN SUMSARA[sic]. Input: BEGIN SUMSARA Response: "Are you sure? This process cannot be halted once begun." Screen 3 Two buttons are visible. Both are unmarked. D-15387 is told to select one at random, and chooses the leftmost button. Input: N/A Response: "Judgement. Your soul is that of a tiryak, an animal - you merely fear that which passes across your mind, fading through your consciousness. You do not deserve samsara." Pause. "You will be repurposed for his throne." D-15387 screams for a moment before a computer fan exits SCP-4161 at high velocity and impales his throat. SCP-4161 twists 180° on its spine before wrapping its arms around D-15387, pulling him into a tight embrace. Blood spills out through D-15387's trachea, and SCP-4161 coughs before expelling a single processor chip. It uses one arm to force it under D-15387's eyelid, who ceases activity. Indecipherable muttering is audible from SCP-4161. Afterword: D-15387 has since been designated SCP-4161-B. SCP-4161-B was X-rayed as part of standard anomalous conversion screening procedure, revealing the presence of a 2014 iPad Pro in SCP-4161-B's gallbladder. Further testing is currently suspended. [END LOG] Addendum 4161.3: Audio Recording: On August 15th, 2020, a radio signal was detected from SCP-4161's containment locker. A recording and transcript is attached. Transcript: 00:00-00:04: Echoing dial tone, as if in a large room. 00:05: Silence. 00:06-00:10: Watery bubbling noise. 00:11-00:22: Dial tone growing in intensity, reaches crescendo at 00:18. Bursts into a screech of static until 00:22. 00:22-00:25: A feminine voice wrapped in static speaks, "Go [ahead] seven-sixty-two." 00:26-00:29: Further static, interspersed with the sounds of a dial-up modem. 00:29-00:32: Robotic masculine voice, similarly wrapped in static. "Do you have anything else for me?" 00:32-00:35: Robotic noise, reminiscent of heavy machinery. 00:35-00:37: Feminine voice once again, "Ready now. Base clear." 00:37-00:41: Fading static burst. 00:42-00:48: A hacking cough. It is unclear whether SCP-4161 or SCP-4161-B is the source. Incident 4161.2: Four hours following the radio signal, a small popup window was noted on SCP-4161's screen. A screenshot is attached below: Footnotes 1. A Mandarin expletive. |
SCP-4162 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4162 Special Containment Procedures: A containment zone has been set up in Foundation-controlled waters off the coast of Mexico in order to prevent SCP-4162 from reaching civilized areas. Two D-Class operatives immobilized via restraints are to be present on small craft, one on each side of the containment zone, in order to serve as bait for SCP-4162 to ensure it does not roam outside of the containment zone. Once SCP-4162 has terminated one of these two personnel and begins targeting the other, the terminated individual is to be replaced immediately. This cycle is to be repeated indefinitely so as to prevent SCP-4162 from selecting a target located outside the containment zone. Any individuals attempting to approach or pass through the containment zone are to be repelled immediately by on-site marine personnel. In addition, a no-fly zone has been established directly above the containment zone and the immediate surrounding area. Description: SCP-4162 is an intangible ovoid object, red in colouration, three meters tall and one meter wide. Although it possesses no visible means of ambulation, SCP-4162 moves by floating one meter in the air and proceeding linearly in a certain direction. During this process, SCP-4162 mildly pulsates several times a minute; the purpose of this is unknown. SCP-4162 will constantly move towards the individual designated as its target at a speed slightly faster than that of the target itself. In cases where the target is stationary, SCP-4162 will move as slowly as 0.1 km/h - however, SCP-4162 has also been recorded as reaching speeds as high as 930 km/h on occasions where targets have attempted to escape it via aircraft. It is currently unknown whether this constitutes the maximum speed of SCP-4162. Due to the intangible nature of SCP-4162, there are no known means of slowing or stopping its movement below these boundaries. Once SCP-4162 enters within one meter of its target, a rapid expansion of air will take place in the target's skull, causing their cranium to violently explode after a period of three to five seconds. SCP-4162 will then immediately designate the nearest human being as its next target, and the process will repeat. Entering within one meter of SCP-4162 holds no ill effects for any individual not currently designated as the target. SCP-4162 is sapient and, despite possessing no bodily means of doing so, is capable of speaking in a high-pitched voice reminiscent of that of a prepubescent child. Despite its hostile behaviour, SCP-4162 is invariably talkative and friendly when engaged in conversation by any individual, including its current target. (See Interview Logs.) + Interview 4162-1 - Interview 4162-1 Interviewer: Dr. Spencer Interviewee: SCP-4162 Additional Notes: This interview and all subsequent ones were conducted via a flying drone equipped with audio transmitting and receiving equipment. The following interview took place while SCP-4162 was moving towards its current target at a speed of 0.1 km/h. <Begin Log> Dr. Spencer: Hello? SCP-4162: Huh? Oh! Hi there, little guy! Dr. Spencer: Hello. Are you receiving me alright? SCP-4162: I don't know what you mean. Dr. Spencer: Can you hear me? SCP-4162: Of course I can hear you, what a weird thing to say. What are you supposed to be, anyway? Like, a bird or something? Dr. Spencer: No, I'm communicating with you via this drone. It's like … a robot I'm using to talk to you. Do you know what a robot is? SCP-4162: Well, duh. Do I know what a robot is? You're pretty strange, you know. Dr. Spencer: Oh. Alright. (Pause.) Dr. Spencer: My name is Dr. Spencer. Is it alright if I ask you some questions? SCP-4162: Well, I've got nothing else to do. What do you wanna ask? Dr. Spencer: Could you tell me where you came from? SCP-4162: Oh, that's an easy one, I know this. There was a boat a little way back and I came from over there. Dr. Spencer: Um, no, I mean before that. SCP-4162: Before that I was over at this boat I'm heading to now. Are you okay? (Pause.) Dr. Spencer: I think I'm not getting myself across properly. Where did you originally come from? SCP-4162: I have to go now. Let's talk later, okay? Dr. Spencer: Wait - couldn't you just answer my question first? SCP-4162: Bye! (SCP-4162 refuses to respond further. Interview terminated.) <End Log> + Interview 4162-2 - Interview 4162-2 Interviewer: Dr. Spencer Interviewee: SCP-4162 Additional Notes: Interview was conducted as SCP-4162 was eliminating its current target, the immobilized D-92812. <Begin Log> SCP-4162: Hi! D-92812: What the fuck - what the, what the fuck is that?! No, no, no, no, no! Stay the hell away from - (SCP-4162 enters one meter range of D-92812. Three seconds later, his head violently explodes.) SCP-4162: Bye! (SCP-4162 begins moving towards its next target, D-91392, who is located at the other side of the containment zone. SCP-4162 begins humming as the drone approaches.) Dr. Spencer: Hello! Is it alright if I talk to you now? SCP-4162: (humming) (Pause.) Dr. Spencer: (volume increased) Hello? SCP-4162: (yelps) (Pause. Despite the exclamation of surprise, SCP-4162 makes no unusual movements.) Dr. Spencer: Ah, I apologize if I startled you. SCP-4162: Nah, that's fine. I was just coming up with a little tune. There's nothing like a good song! What did you want to talk about? Dr. Spencer: Why did you kill that man? SCP-4162: Yeah, I killed that guy. Dr. Spencer: Yes, but why? SCP-4162: Um … he's dead now. That's fine. I don't get what you're saying. (Pause.) Dr. Spencer: I am aware that you killed them. What I am asking you is your reasoning for doing so. SCP-4162: His head blew up. I'm gonna go now, I need to get to the next guy, okay? (SCP-4162 refuses to respond further. Interview terminated.) <End Log> + Interview 4162-3 - Interview 4162-3 Interviewer: Dr. Spencer Interviewee: SCP-4162 Additional Notes: Interview was conducted as SCP-4162 was approaching its current target, D-91392. <Begin Log> Dr. Spencer: Hello? Yes? I would really like to talk to you, if that's alright. SCP-4162: Hi, Mr. Spencer! What do you wanna talk about? I have a few minutes. Dr. Spencer: Do you intend to kill the man you're currently approaching? SCP-4162: Sure am! Dr. Spencer: Could you … well, could you not? (Pause.) SCP-4162: What do you mean by that? Dr. Spencer: Could you refrain from killing him? Is that something you're able to do? SCP-4162: You're not making any sense. Are you feeling okay? Dr. Spencer: (sighs) I'm not sure how many more ways I can phrase this. Could you refrain from killing your target? Can you not kill him? SCP-4162: I'm going to blow up his head, yeah? Dr. Spencer: No! (Pause.) Dr. Spencer: Okay, listen. You and I have built a rapport, yes? SCP-4162: Is that like a house or something? Dr. Spencer: No. It means we - (deep inhale) - it means that we have a good relationship. Would you … is that something you'd agree with? SCP-4162: Yeah, you're my little buddy! Dr. Spencer: Say that I was standing there right after you killed your target. What would you do? SCP-4162: I'd kill you. Dr. Spencer: But why?! Jesus, fuck! SCP-4162: You need to calm down, okay? I can't talk now, I have to kill this guy. Good to hear from you, though! (SCP-4162 begins final approach towards D-91392, who catches sight of it.) SCP-4162: Hi! D-91392: (laughs) Okay, what the hell is this supposed to be? There's, uh, there's a giant egg floating towards me - (SCP-4162 enters one meter range of D-91392. Three seconds later, his head violently explodes.) SCP-4162: Bye! (SCP-4162 begins moving towards D-39421, who is located at the other side of the containment zone. As SCP-4162 does not respond further when prompted, the interview is terminated. Dr. Spencer is admonished for unprofessional conduct during the interview.) <End Log> + Addendum 4162-1 (Advisory Note from Dr. Spencer) - Addendum 4162-1 (Advisory Note from Dr. Spencer) Fourteen subsequent interviews were conducted with SCP-4162, invariably providing no new information on its origins or intentions. As a result, I would recommend no future attempts be conducted due to the clear waste of resources. Please, please reassign me. I would really appreciate it. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4162" by Tanhony, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4162. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4163 | keter | LiterallyMechanical The Tetris Prodigy, by LiterallyMechanical For the rest of my work, check out LiterallyMechanical's Author Page A few of my favorites: SCP-5236 — Ethics Committee Inquest SCP-4170 — The Dark SCP-4357 — Slimelord FEDERATION RECORDS DEPARTMENT NOTICE The following document is preserved for posterity due to its historical significance to the SCP Federation. The information herein is outdated and may be inaccurate. Level-2 Federation citizenship required for access. Item #: SCP-4163 Special Containment Procedures: Standard humanoid acquisition protocols for SCP-4163 have been suspended due the high risk of triggering an "Amber Alert" missing child bulletin, an event that could result in undue scrutiny and potential exposure of clandestine Foundation activities. As the anomalous nature of SCP-4163 has been deemed to pose little or no risk to the wellbeing of the Foundation or humanity at large, Audubon Protocol in situ human containment has been implemented. In accordance with Audubon Protocol, GPS trackers are to be covertly afixed to any and all vehicles owned or habitually operated by SCP-4163. The primary residence of SCP-4163, as well as those of known associates, is to be kept under internal and external 24-hour video surveillance. Bank account, credit card, cryptocurrency, and other financial apparatuses in use by SCP-4163 and the immediate family members of SCP-4163 are to be monitored for unusual activity. At the earliest available opportunity, a passive integrated transponder tag is to be covertly implanted in SCP-4163 under the guise of a standard medical procedure. All internet activity of SCP-4163 is to be recorded for analysis. Such activity includes, but is not limited to, live video streaming and commentary on the website Twitch.TV, updates and commentary on social media platforms, and weblog activity (see Addendum 4163-A for a comprehensive list of known internet presences). Should there be any indication that SCP-4163 has become aware of its own anomalous nature, Audubon Protocol is to be immediately suspended in favor of standard low-threat humanoid acquisition and on-site containment procedures. Description: SCP-4163 is an adolescent human female of hispanic ancestry, born in the year 2009. SCP-4163 is known to the public by the legal name "Mariana S███████," and currently maintains a primary residence with its biological parents. Save for its single anomalous property, SCP-4163 is physiologically and behaviorally human. Thorough reconnaissance and ongoing surveillance indicates that SCP-4163 is unaware of its own anomalous nature. SCP-4163's anomalous behavior is exhibited only when SCP-4163 achieves direct skin-contact with a Nintendo-brand video game system capable of running any variant of the game "Tetris." After contact, affected devices are permanently altered to allow any operator to play a "perfect game" of Tetris. Such games are characterized by a continuous streak of gameplay until the operator becomes too fatigued to continue, or the device ceases to function due to battery drain or mechanical malfunction. An operator's hand-eye reaction time during gameplay has been measured at speeds as fast as 17 milliseconds, corresponding to the single-frame refresh rate of many commercially available video game systems.1 Devices affected by SCP-4163 are categorized as sub-anomalies, and are to be acquired for containment as they are produced. To date, SCP-4163-1 through SCP-4163-42 have been obtained by the Foundation. Mass spectrometry of material samples, X-ray microtomography of assembled units, and direct observation of disassembled systems display no anomalous material properties. In all non-Tetris respects, SCP-4163 sub-anomalies display no unusual behavior. Until 2021, SCP-4163 operated a sparsely-subscribed public channel on the video game live-streaming website Twitch.TV, through which its anomalous nature became known to the Foundation. Independent of Foundation activity, this channel was terminated due to parental intervention. To date, SCP-4163 remains largely unknown to the general public. Currently viewing Revision 05/11/2022 No prior documentation available Level-2 Citizen Authorization: Accepted Proceed to Revision 03/22/2023 >>> Footnotes 1. Under ordinary circumstances, the fastest possible motor neuron travel time from brain to fingertips in a healthy human is roughly 200 milliseconds. 2. Two Nintendo Game Boy Color systems, one Nintendo DS system, and one Nintendo Wii system. |
SCP-4164 | safe | LiterallyMechanical The Universal Instruction Manual, by LiterallyMechanical For the rest of my work, check out LiterallyMechanical's Author Page A few of my favorites: SCP-3163 — The Almanack SCP-4357 — Slimelord SCP-5236 — Ethics Committee Inquest Item #: SCP-4164 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4164 is to be held in a secure Site-19 containment locker. The full text of SCP-4164 is to be transcribed and photographed once daily. Should SCP-4164 come into contact with any mass-produced consumer device, a new transcription is to be taken and appended to the daily record. Outside of testing, SCP-4164 is to be kept out of physical contact with any and all mass-produced consumer products, including standard-issue laboratory gloves, save for the file folder in which it currently resides. Description: SCP-4164 is a printed document entitled "Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual," formatted onto a single sheet of A4-standard paper. Chemical analyses of samples taken from SCP-4164 show no indication of anomalous material properties. Photocopies, photographs, digital scans, or other reproductions of SCP-4164 display no anomalous behavior. While the title of SCP-4164 has remained consistent throughout all tests, the body text of the document dynamically updates when SCP-4164 is placed in direct physical contact with any commercially produced consumer device. Approximately thirty minutes after contact (32.5 minutes avg, 9.5 minutes stdv), the text of SCP-4164 reconfigures itself into a sheet of instructions for the device's use. These instructions invariably fail to follow the standard operating procedures intended by the device's manufacturer, but rather direct an operator to use the device in an unsafe manner. In every such case recorded, the outcome of following instructions provided by SCP-4164 would be the death of bystanders, the operator, or both in a ritualized murder or murder-suicide. In most iterations, SCP-4164 references a person or entity designated as "����," a string of four "unknown/unpresentable character" Unicode blocks. The identity, whereabouts, and metaphysical nature of "����" are as of yet unknown. No physical evidence for such an entity has ever been observed in testing of SCP-4164. References to the future "arrival," "oncoming," and "immanentization" of "����" in the text of SCP-4164 indicate that its future appearance on Earth is a potential goal of the person or persons responsible for the creation of SCP-4164. As the most recent iterations of SCP-4164 have provided little further information, it is unknown whether the arrival of "����" is imminent, the arrival of "����" has already come to pass, or if, in actuality, "����" is a fictional conceit of the "Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual." SCP-4164's exhortations to commit homicide and/or suicide are accompanied by a tally of "Remaining sacrifices before the night of ����." As this number has dramatically decremented over the course of SCP-4164's containment, and no such homicides or suicides are known to have been committed by Foundation personnel, it is speculated that there are multiple extant instances of SCP-4164 outside containment. Media Surveillance personnel continue to monitor global news sources for reports of unusual homicides or suicides committed with household consumer products. The language in the body text of SCP-4164 corresponds with the device's target retail market. While the text of SCP-4164 demonstrates fluency in American English, lexical analysis of most other observed languages reveals grammatical and syntactical errors consistent with commercially available machine translation software. The one exception thus far discovered is of products originating in Germany, wherein SCP-4164 displays orthographic idiosyncrasies consistent with a strong familiarity or fluency in Pennsylvania German, colloquially referred to as "Pennsylvania Dutch." Foundation investigative personnel have accordingly concentrated their efforts to Pennsylvania and adjacent states in an attempt to locate individuals operating under the name of "Jefferson G." To date, all evidence gathered of such an individual is circumstantial and unverified. SCP-4164 has been observed to provide sensitive information on Foundation security protocols to which testing personnel did not have access. Digital forensic analysis of Foundation computer networks indicates that an unknown agent or agents used a zero-day direct-access exploit to compromise a terminal in Site 19, █ day(s) before the breach became apparent. A keylogger placed on this machine captured passwords from █ Foundation personnel before it was discovered, including a senior member of Site 19 Facility Security. It is the conclusion of Information Security personnel that while very limited SCP Catalog data and no operational structure data of the Foundation were compromised, a significant number of Site 19 security protocols were within the scope of the attack. These protocols correspond to information presented in the text of SCP-4164. As of 7/27/2018, all testing of SCP-4164 requires Level 3 approval. Contact Section Manager Allan M█████ to request access. Following the death of Section Manager M█████ on 8/06/2018, locating any instances of SCP-4164 currently outside of containment has become a core priority mission for MTF █. As of 8/07/2018, SCP-4164 has become unresponsive to testing. Daily attempts to elicit a response are ongoing. ► SCP-4164 Experiment Logs ▼ SCP-4164 Experiment Logs Experiment Log 4164-12, 3/05/2018, Junior Researcher L██ presiding: Mechanical pencil Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual Instructions for the proper use of a mechanical pencil, in service to ����. A mechanical pencil is a suitable implement for making erasable marks on paper, and unlike a typical wooden pencil, it does not require periodic resharpening. Directions: (1) Align your pencil before the eye of a suitable sacrificial candidate, ensuring that the pencil is angled to reach the brain. (2) While singing the praises of ����, swiftly and authoritatively insert the pencil into the eye of your sacrifice. (3) Continue through the eye and into the brain with a single, smooth motion. Repeat as necessary until your sacrifice has perished. Remaining sacrifices before the night of ����: 813 Experiment Log 4164-40, 7/01/2018, Junior Researcher L██ presiding: Fish tank filter Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual Instructions for the proper use of a fish tank filter, in service to ����. A tank filter is a vital component for the health and wellbeing of your aquarium fish. This device is suitable for fresh water tanks of up to eighty gallons' capacity. Installation: (1) Fill tank with water. Do not attempt to activate the filter on a dry tank. (2) Rinse the sachet of activated carbon in a sink until the water runs clear, then place it in the filter basket. (3) If you filled your tank from a tap, be sure to treat the water for chlorine, lest your fish become ill. (4) Affix your filter firmly to the lip of the tank, ensuring that the mouth of the intake tube is submerged. (5) Plug in your filter. As the filter chamber fills with water, there will be a harsh buzzing noise that will, in due time, fade to a dull thrum. (6) Place a suitable candidate for sacrifice in or on the tank, ensuring that his face is submerged and he is unable to draw breath. (7) Sing the praises of ���� until all life has fled from your sacrifice. Addenda: (1) I am astounded at our rapid progress. Nearly one hundred sacrifices in just five days! The immanentization of ���� is nigh, indeed. (2) Replace your sachet of activated carbon once a month to ensure the health and wellbeing of your fish. Remaining sacrifices before the night of ����: 490 Experiment Log 4164-45, 7/27/2018, Junior Researcher L██ presiding: Pressure cooker Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual Instructions for the proper use of a pressure cooker, in service to ����. A pressure cooker provides a simple method for the quick preparation of meals that would, in other circumstances, require a lengthy period of simmering at low temperatures. Directions: (1) Mix up a bolus of nitrate explosives in the usual manner, to be triggered by a suitable timekeeping device. Ensure that your explosive will fit into the pot of your pressure cooker with room to spare. (2) Bright and early in the morning, place your explosive in the center of your pressure cooker's pot. Fill the remaining space with ball bearings, nails, or other small metallic morsels. (3) Set your detonator such that your explosive will go off shortly after lunch time. Ensure an air-tight seal when you close the lid (4) Proceed to the Site 19 cafeteria, wherein you should endeavor to squirrel away your device in the south-west corner, by the emergency exit. (5) Position yourself just outside the main doors to the cafeteria shortly before detonation, such that when your device explodes, you will be in position to machine-gun the survivors who flee in your direction. (6) Ensure that prior to turning your weapon upon yourself and ending your wicked life, you have sung the praises of ����. Addenda (1) I am so very proud of all of you on a very productive week! We have achieved a great deal of progress in a short time. ���� will be most pleased. Remaining sacrifices before the night of ����: 398 Experiment Log 4164-46, 7/28/2018, Section Manager M█████ presiding: Smartphone Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual Instructions for the proper use of an iPhone, in service to ����. An iPhone is a handy multi-purpose device, functioning as a telephone, text messaging system, photographic camera, internet browser, and much more besides. Operation (1) Activate the iPhone by pressing the "power" button, located on the right-hand side of the device. (2) Tap the Safari web browser icon (a stylized pictograph of a magnetic compass). (3) In the navigation bar at the top of the screen, type in the phrase "tinyurl.com/████████," and press the button labeled "Enter." Remaining sacrifices before the night of ����: 353 Note: The web address provided in the above test redirected to a Foundation-developed Berryman-Langford memetic visual kill agent, hosted on a popular image-sharing website. Fourteen casualties among the general population were confirmed before the image was taken down by Media Suppression personnel. Experiment Log 4164-47, 7/29/2018, Section Manager M█████ presiding: Electric kettle Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual Instructions for the proper use of an electric kettle, in service to ����. An electric kettle may be used to rapidly boil water for tea, cocoa, or other hot drinks. Blood should not be used directly in an electric kettle, as the heat will cause it to scald and coagulate. Operation (1) Plug the base station into a wall outlet. (2) Fill the kettle with good, clean water, no higher than the line marked "Maximum Fill." (3) Place the kettle on the base station and depress the power button. Within mere minutes, the water should achieve a vigorous boil. (4) Lift the kettle from the base station and, taking great care not to spill the extremely hot water, carry it out of the room. (5) Turn left at the door and continue down the hallway to the elevator, wherein you should enter Access Code ██████. (6) Upon arrival in Subbasement █, swiftly douse the security guard with the near-boiling water. Kill him posthaste, while he is incapacitated with pain. (7) You will find a keypad on the far side of the room. Enter manual override failsafe code ██████████████. (8) As the countdown to activation of the on-site thermonuclear failsafe reaches zero, sing the praises of ����. Remaining sacrifices before the night of ����: 329 Experiment Log 4164-48, 7/30/2018, Section Manager M█████ presiding: Pistol Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual Instructions for the proper use of a Glock 22 firearm, in service to ����. A Glock 22 is a fair enough weapon, though it lacks the elegant heft and classic construction of the venerable M1911. Despite its many shortcomings, it can be used to relatively good effect in the hands of a skilled operator. As the Glock 22 takes a fifteen round magazine, you could, in theory, dispatch upwards of a dozen targets before reloading. However, the notorious unreliability and poor accuracy of the Glock 22 make such a successful outcome unlikely. It behooves you to carry multiple loaded magazines with you as you operate the weapon, as you will most certainly find yourself in need of more ammunition before too long! Operation: (1) Shoot yourself in the head. Remaining sacrifices before the night of ����: 320 Experiment Log 4164-55, 8/06/2018, Senior Researcher Z███ presiding: Laptop computer Jefferson G. Universal Instruction Manual Instructions for the proper use of an Asus netbook, in service to ����. A netbook provides a lightweight, compact method of browsing the internet and performing simple computational tasks, such as word processing and the editing of spreadsheets. Operation: (1) Open the Internet Explorer web browser by clicking twice in rapid succession upon the blue "e" symbol. (2) Type the phrase "youtu.be/██████████" into the navigation bar, and press the "Enter" key. (3) As the scene unfolds before your eyes, sing the praises of ����. Remaining sacrifices before the night of ����: 303 Note: The web address provided in the above test linked to a Youtube live stream. A Class-D employee was immediately procured to observe the stream, and was monitored closely to ensure that no memetic kill agents or other infohazards were present in the video. The streamers concluded the broadcast of their own accord before Media Suppression personnel were able to intervene, and employee D-████ suffered no ill effects. The captured video has been deemed clear of hazardous material. The footage, and a textual summary thereof, is attached to this log. Personnel are advised that the footage depicts the death of Section Manager Allan M█████, and thus contains graphic content of a potentially disturbing nature. To date, all further tests of SCP-4164 have failed to elicit a response of any kind. The identities of the video streamers are as of yet unknown. Experiment 4164-55: Addendum 1 Note: The following is a time-stamped summary of Experiment Log 4164-55 Video 1, as recorded from a Youtube live stream. +0:00:00 — Handheld footage of a suburban street shot from the front passenger seat of a vehicle, moving at approximately 30 mph. +0:00:51 — The vehicle slows to approximately 5 mph. An adult human male engaged in gardening activities on the front lawn of a house comes into view. The individual has been identified as Site 19 Non-Hazardous Textual Anomalies Section Manager M█████, at that time on sick leave due to a case of strep throat. +0:00:58 — The vehicle comes to a stop. The sound of a rear window being lowered is audible. +0:01:01 — An unidentified male voice, presumed to be the occupant of the vehicle's rear passenger seat, can be heard repeatedly yelling Allan M█████'s full name. Section Manager M█████ ceases gardening and directs his attention towards the vehicle. +0:01:03 — Three seconds of sustained automatic weapons fire are audible. Muzzle flashes in the periphery of the video stream indicate that the gunshots originate from the rear passenger seat of the vehicle. At least twelve bullets are observed to impact the legs and torso of Section Manager M█████. +0:01:07 — The car accelerates abruptly. At least three male voices can be heard laughing and cheering from within the vehicle. +0:01:15 — An unidentified male voice, presumed to be the driver, speaks. Unidentified Male: That was fucking awesome! Dad, did you get all that? +0:01:19 — The stream ends. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4164" by LiterallyMechanical, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4164. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4165 | euclid | close Info X SCP-4165 — The Idea Has Legs Author: AlanDaris ~~ More Alan Stuff ~~ Item #: SCP-4165 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4165 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell with a hermetic airlock door. The airlock is to be equipped with an air-conditioning system and four extraction vents with remote activation. All mechanical parts are to be inspected weekly. In the case of SCP-4165-1 manifesting, it is to be let into the airlock, after which either an air-conditioning system or extraction vents are to be used depending on which physical state SCP-4165-1 is in. SCP-4165 is to meet the Site's psychiatrist once in two weeks, and a report regarding its mental condition is to be compiled after each visit. Description: SCP-4165 is a 28-year-old white human male. SCP-4165 is remarkably underweight and experiences various minor health problems, specifically insomnia and persistent malaise. Psychological testing has shown that SCP-4165 possesses a primarily melancholic personality and suffers from generalized anxiety disorder as well as obsessive-compulsive personality disorder.1 SCP-4165-1 is a vaguely humanoid entity that is chasing SCP-4165. The entity is composed entirely of black ink and has shown the ability to change its shape, size, and physical state at will. SCP-4165-1 is affected by physical factors in a similar way to an ordinary ink, such as freezing if subjected to the temperature of less than -40 °С, but does not evaporate from contact with the air. SCP-4165 has stated that it has no knowledge regarding SCP-4165-1's nature or origin. SCP-4165-1 will typically manifest at a distance of approximately 50 m from SCP-4165 and start to move towards it avoiding any existing obstacles with the use of its polymorphic capabilities. Unprovoked, SCP-4165-1 shows no interest in any individuals other than SCP-4165 and tends to ignore them. If attacked or otherwise provoked, the entity may become aggressive and attempt to resist. The attempts typically include solidifying parts of SCP-4165-1's body to harm the individuals or pouring the ink into individuals' nasal and oral cavities. If immobilized or significantly harmed, SCP-4165-1 will de-manifest through unknown means. It will manifest again after a period from 7 to 10 days. Typically, the entity does not make attempts to communicate or respond to such attempts made by other individuals. The only exception of this behavior was recorded during the incident 4165-B. Addendum. 4165-B Incident Report The following incident took place at 5 PM, 20/10/2018, approximately four months after SCP-4165's initial containment. SCP-4165-1 manifested during a containment breach of SCP-████, a separate SCP object that negatively affected the functionality of various containment chambers within the Site, including SCP-4165's. Due to the airlock's malfunction and chaotic situation, SCP-4165-1 was able to freely enter SCP-4165's containment chamber. While the entity was approaching SCP-4165, the subject seemed distressed and was observed to rapidly move around the chamber, presumably trying to find a way to retreat. It then hid in the corner and covered its head. Upon SCP-4165-1 approaching the subject, a large, vertical cavity formed on the entity's head, and black ink started to flow out of it in large quantities. After approximately two minutes, a book and a pen started to slowly emerge from the cavity with visible difficulties. The entity then pulled the items from the cavity, opened the book in front of the subject and forcibly put the pen into its hand. SCP-4165 examined the book and experienced visible emotional distress before throwing it away along with the pen. SCP-4165-1 made several attempts to forcefully give the items to SCP-4165 while producing incoherent vocalizations and hitting the subject's face with one of its limbs. After several minutes, SCP-4165 became unresponsive. SCP-4165-1 then solidified its body parts and began to viciously attack SCP-4165. The entity continued to do so until the alerted security officers arrived to restore containment. Afterword: SCP-4165-1 was drawn out of the chamber and immobilized shortly after, which caused it to de-manifest as normal. SCP-4165 was severely injured and is currently recovering within its containment chamber under the surveillance of the Site's medical team. The only attempt to interview SCP-4165 regarding the incident resulted in it experiencing a panic attack, which made it impossible to acquire any information. Future interviews are postponed until SCP-4165's recovery. The items brought by SCP-4165-1 were retrieved shortly after the incident. They were identified as an ordinary black pen and a notebook signed by SCP-4165. Almost all pages of the notebook, including the cover, are completely covered by the ink, making the contents undecipherable. The only two inscriptions left visible are found on the first and third pages, reading "Ideas" and "Chapter 1" respectively. Footnotes 1. Believed to be partially caused by SCP-4165-1. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4165" by AlanDaris, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4165. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4166 | euclid | Depiction of an instance of SCP-4166-2, recovered from SCP-4166-1's notebook. Text appears to be Job 10:21-22. Item #: SCP-4166 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4166-1 is to be kept in a standard humanoid containment cell with the following modifications: Adjacent cell has been converted into a 24/7 manned monitor/guard station. Windows have been removed. Warning signs have been placed indicating that religious and/or masculine-presenting personnel are strictly forbidden in SCP-4166-1's containment chamber. Allowances of personal items are subject to the approval of Researcher █████ and Junior Psychologist ██████ ███. SCP-4166-1 has previously requested: Five meals daily (Denied 07-26-2008). Three meals daily (Granted 07-26-2008). A pistol (Denied 07-26-2008). A taser (Granted 07-27-2008). Cigarettes and marijuana cigarettes (Denied 07-30-2008). A butane lighter (Denied 07-30-2008, 08-02-2008). Various books, magazines, and video games (granted 07-31-2008, pending review and approval of contents). A copy of the Holy Bible (Douay-Rheims, Challoner Revision) (Granted 08-01-2008, Removed by request 08-02-2008, Granted again 08-04-2008.). SCP-4166-2 manifestations are to be terminated upon sight, followed by administration of Class-Aϛ amnestic/sedative to SCP-4166-1. SCP-4166-1 is to be provided 1 cc of human semen weekly, administered via capsule with food; SCP-4166-1 is allowed to deny administration once per month if refusal would not cause irrevocable harm. Arrangements have been made with a local sperm bank for these purposes. Psychological evaluations of SCP-4166-1 are to be undertaken once a week to monitor the efficacy of psychiatric treatment. Depiction of symptoms of SCP-4166-3 stage two, recovered from SCP-4166-1's notebook. Text appears to be St Matthew 6:9-12, better known as the Lord's prayer. Description: SCP-4166-1 is a female human class-C reality bender responsible for the creation of SCP-4166-2 and SCP-4166-3. It displays numerous psychological ailments, including aversion to men, fear of sleeping, PTSD, and suicidality. Medical analysis has discovered significant scarring on the palms, feet, and genital area. Additionally, SCP-4166-1 develops cachexia if not administered 1 cc of human semen weekly. Every seven days, or in times of increased distress, SCP-4166-1 manifests an instance of SCP-4166-2 (if one does not currently exist). SCP-4166-2 is a mute shadow-like humanoid figure with no defining visual features which otherwise exhibits typical human characteristics. Upon manifestation, SCP-4166-2 enters the room containing SCP-4166-1 through the primary method of entry, regardless of barriers. It then attempts to approach SCP-4166-1. If SCP-4166-1 retains the memory of containment of SCP-4166-2, SCP-4166-2 proceeds to take action to counteract previous methods of containment, up to and including manifesting with weaponry. Upon termination, SCP-4166-2 instances demanifest instantaneously. SCP-4166-3 is a three-phase mental illness affecting individuals who have observed an instance of SCP-4166-2, lasting for the duration of SCP-4166-2's manifestation. + Description of SCP-4166-3 stages - Description of SCP-4166-3 stages Depiction of symptoms of SCP-4166-3 stage three, recovered from SCP-4166-1's notebook. Text appears to be Psalms 138:1-5. Stage one of SCP-4166-3 typically lasts two months before progressing to stage two. Symptoms include: Increased irritability Discomfort with being alone Compulsion to lock doors Increased startle response Seeing things in the periphery of vision Stage two of SCP-4166-3 typically lasts one month before progressing to stage three. Accompanying those present during stage one, symptoms include: The conviction that one was being immolated during major life events, such as birthdays or weddings (does not abate when provided with evidence otherwise). Visual hallucinations of shadowy hands when viewing doorknobs, lasting approximately one second. Aversion to religious ceremonies and masculine-presenting persons. Sleep paralysis. Stage three of SCP-4166-3 lasts until the termination of SCP-4166-2. Accompanying those present during prior stages, symptoms include: Tactile hallucinations of hands grasping one's person, displaying no notable pattern. Visual hallucinations of SCP-4166-2 in empty doorways. Burning sensations throughout one's whole body. Conviction and fear of eternal suffering after death. + Addendum 4166-A: Circumstances of Retrieval - Addendum 4166-A: Circumstances of Retrieval SCP-4166-1 was raised in a Catholic orphanage twelve years prior to the hospitalization of Father █████ in an apparent case of spontaneous combustion. Six days afterwards, the first manifestation of SCP-4166-2 occurred on 07-24-2008. During this manifestation, a gunshot attracted the attention of the nuns. Upon entering the room, they found SCP-4166-1 alone, holding a pistol at the entrance to its room. Authorities were notified of the incident, leading to the retrieval of SCP-4166 + Addendum 4166-C: Log of Therapy Session 166-A - Addendum 4166-C: Log of Therapy Session 166-A Interviewer: Junior Psychologist ██████ ███ Foreword: Intake session done shortly after acquisition, on 07-26-2008. <Begin Log, 13:21> ███: Good afternoon, SCP-4166-1. SCP-4166-1: Uh. I… would prefer if you. Didn't call me that. Please. ███: Apologies. Do you have a preferred manner of address? SCP-4166-1: I'm… fuck. ███: Pardon? SCP-4166-1: No, I mean. I, well. I don't. Have anything I'd particularly like to be called. I guess uh… [SCP-4166-1 remains in silence for a few moments.] SCP-4166-1: Just. Call me uh, [SCP-4166-1] I guess? That's just my family name. Haven't picked out a new one yet. ███: Very well then. It is my pleasure to meet you, [SCP-4166-1]. [SCP-4166-1 remains silent for a full minute.] ███: [SCP-4166-1]? Are you okay? [SCP-4166-1 remains silent for ten minutes as Junior Psychologist ███ continues to take notes.] SCP-4166-1: Haha. Uh. I guess I can't not speak this time. ███: You're free to take your time. I'm here for as long as you need. SCP-4166-1: I… thanks. But I meant… I want to. I, uh. Intakes, right? You want to know what my deal is. You want to help. I want to help you help. So. Uh. Brace yourself? It's uh. You should. ███: Sure, [SCP-4166-1]. [Ten seconds elapse.] ███: Alright. I'm ready when you are. [Twenty seconds elapse.] ███: [SCP-4166-1]? SCP-4166-1: I was um. Er… like. you know? I. You know what I mean, I hope? ███: I'm… afraid not. SCP-4166-1: Uh. God, uh. I'm sorry. ███: It's alright. Take your time. SCP-4166-1: Yeah.. I know. I know. I just. God. It's hard to say. It's impossible to say. I hoped it would be obvious what my damage is, you know? I guess not though. You already know a lot of my personality from asking the nuns. ███: Yes, they told me a lot about you. How hard working you were, how devout. Albeit fearful without reason at times. They really did — SCP-4166-1: You, they didn't tell you about… About me? Shit, I mean, I, I was? I am? I am those things. Or was? I don't know anymore. God. Did they tell you anything about, about uh, that? ███: Could you clarify? SCP-4166-1: … No. ███: Alright. [SCP-4166-1 remains silent for a minute.] SCP-4166-1: … I'm sorry. I feel so useless. So fucking pathetic. Why? Why does it have to be so fucking hard to just fucking say what I mean? I wish I could just… say it, I wish I could face it. I just. I. Do… Do you have a pen? ███: Oh, uh. Let me check. Yeah, I do. But, I just want to tell you… it's fine. You're being extremely hard on yourself for not being able to talk about things which are hard to talk about. My entire job is to help people find the words to process what they've gone through, and then to help them figure out how to move on from it. You aren't useless or pathetic. So, here you go, here's a pen. Let's start from the beginning, if that's okay. [SCP-4166-1 takes out a notebook and stares at a blank page for a minute before starting to mark it.] Picture created by SCP-4166-1 during Therapy Session 166-A. SCP-4166-1: I… hated the church. I hated being there. I hated being there and feeling like I was sin. Like I was sin incarnate. They treated me like that, you know? I was five. They didn't know how to deal with me when I started being "symptomatic". [SCP-4166-1 grimaces.] They called it weakness of the flesh. When I'd cry, or say things I wasn't supposed to, or do, uh, things inappropriate for my age. I was hit. I was shunned. I was made to repent. [SCP-4166-1 pauses.] SCP-4166-1: I was worthless. I was a demon. And every Sunday, they made me sit in the pews and listen about how the demonic, the satanic was to be rejected, to be shunned, to be hated. So I started talking to the only one I felt I could. I started talking to the devil. [SCP-4166-1 begins to tear up.] SCP-4166-1: And eventually, after years and fucking years of being hit and being dirtied, I made a deal, you know? I made a deal to make it fucking stop. I made a deal to make him pay. To make him burn like I did, to feel like how he made me. But that was for a price, of course. I made the deal in exchange for having to seduce and sleep with a dude once a week. But I was, pardon my French, a fucking slut back then. Fucking horrible. Christ. Christ. So, so I didn't care. It was a fucking upside to me. God. God. Christ. Forgive me. [SCP-4166-1 clutches its temple with both hands, pressing into its eyes with its palms.] SCP-4166-1: For the first time in my fucking life I felt powerful. I felt in control. I got the power to kill him and I didn't even fucking do that right. I should've known demons don't die so easily. [SCP-4166-2 manifests.] SCP-4166-1: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for— [SCP-4166-2 begins approaching SCP-4166-1. Emergency containment protocol ECP-166 initiated.] —losing it. I should've been better than that. I have to be. I'd like to, I'd like to stop for today. <End Log, 14:04> |
SCP-4167 | keter | Surface detail of mature SCP-4167 specimen. Item #: SCP-4167 Special Containment Procedures: Living hosts of SCP-4167 are to be kept in a secure humanoid quarantine ward at Site 66. Social interaction between hosts is permitted, but physical contact should not be allowed - see Incident Report 4167-2. Hosts are likely to be compliant, but careful surveillance is required in case of attempted self-mutilation of the cranium. All equipment, personnel, and waste leaving the containment ward must be inspected and sanitised in accordance with Bio-Safety Level 4 standards. In case of host death, an attempt should be made to retrieve the specimen of SCP-4167 alive and intact. When surgery is successful, mature specimens are to be contained in standard aquatic specimen tanks. Tanks should be filled with cerebrospinal fluid, or synthetic substitute, and nutrient solution NS-4167 circulated regularly. A sample cluster of viable SCP-4167 eggs is to be kept in secure cold storage. All other eggs must be destroyed immediately upon discovery. Modern standards of sanitation have greatly decreased the prevalence of SCP-4167 infection, and the Foundation's ongoing efforts in this matter are critical. However, at the present time SCP-4167 must be considered uncontained. Effective immunisation methods are an urgent research priority. A feasibility study on the eradication of wildlife reservoirs is being conducted by Dr. Nazario. Description: SCP-4167 is Heterophyes neurensis, a species of parasitic flatworm. Specimens range in length from 1 mm to 20 cm, depending on maturity. SCP-4167 exhibits behaviour somewhat comparable to Cymothoa exigua1. Juvenile specimens of SCP-4167 may be found dormant in freshwater fish and birds, but human hosts are required for reproduction. Infected humans may experience a variety of neurological symptoms including dizziness, hallucinations, hemiparesis2, amnesia, aphasia3, and personality changes. Symptoms are usually mild, and seldom last more than a few days. Personality changes are the exception, with many hosts displaying two persistent effects: a significant reduction in self-reported stress and anxiety, and tendency towards reclusive behaviours. Researchers have noted that these traits reduce the likelihood of other symptoms resulting in medical attention. Serious complications are rare, and researchers estimate that only ██% of infections are discovered prior to the death of the host. Upon entering a human body, a juvenile specimen of SCP-4167 will migrate through blood vessels to the spinal cord. Once it has breached the central canal, it will swim upward to reach the subarachnoid space within the cranial cavity. The specimen will then clamp itself to the surface of the brain, before beginning to consume neural tissue. A complex network of nervous fibres develops on the specimen's lower surface, penetrating the brain. As tissue is removed from the brain, the specimen will grow to fill all available space. It typically takes 10-15 years for this stage of SCP-4167's life cycle to run its course. Despite severe trauma to brain tissues, hosts of SCP-4167 tend to manifest only mild neurological effects, generally maintaining most cognitive abilities. Post-mortem dissection reveals that, below a tough yet flexible outer skin, the majority of a specimen's body is composed of non-human neural tissue. Testing has confirmed the replication of some human brain structures within this tissue. The nervous fibres connecting specimen to host display a high level of synaptic activity. All evidence suggests that SCP-4167 contributes its own cognitive capacity in order to maintain normal functioning of the host. The level of consciousness attributable to SCP-4167 is a matter of some debate - see Interview Log 4167-1. Specimens of SCP-4167 display a reluctance to destroy the corpus callosum, the structure which connects the two halves of the brain. They are therefore considered to have reached full maturity once one entire hemisphere of the brain has been replaced. At this point their growth will cease, and production of eggs will begin. If unsupervised, the host of a fully mature parasite will attempt to create an opening in their skull, by any means available. Following this, they will seek out fresh water and immerse their head, whereupon clusters of SCP-4167 eggs will be released. This process is often fatal for both organisms. Sexual reproduction of SCP-4167 is as of yet unobserved. Interview Log 4167-1: Interviewed: Subject 4167-K. Male, 35 years old. SCP-4167 infection progress: 70%. Interviewer: Dr. Nazario. Foreword: Entry interview shortly following retrieval of subject. Subject spent the previous night in the ward, and remains in bed. Security Officer J. Ballard is supervising. <Begin Log> Dr. Nazario: Good morning, Mr. Yang. How are you finding our facilities? 4167-K: Fine, I suppose. It's not so bad, being away from… everyone out there, for a while. Dr. Nazario: I imagine you'd like me to explain why you were sent here. 4167-K: I guess so. [Dr. Nazario describes SCP-4167, and shows the subject where it can be seen on his scans. Subject momentarily displays signs of distress, and then is seen to relax. After a pause, he speaks.] 4167-K: So, it's real, then. I suppose I knew that. Dr. Nazario: You were aware of the worm? 4167-K: Not exactly. But… it knows it's there. It remembers, so I do too. It remembers for me. We remembered we weren't alone. Dr. Nazario: I see. I've heard similar things from other patients. Please, describe some of these memories for me. 4167-K: Ah. Hmm. I'm sorry, it's like trying to remember a dream. A good dream, though. Warm. Wet. Safe. Red… Hey, doctor, can I just ask, how long do you think I'll be in here for? The last hospital, they had some trouble talking to my insurance company, and - Dr. Nazario: That won't be a problem. 4167-K: Okay, it's just, this place looks expensive. Dr. Nazario: We provide our services free of charge. You'll be able to stay here, secure and protected, until we can get you fixed up. 4167-K: Fixed up? I'm sorry, you don't mean… [Subject's body language indicates high level of fear.] 4167-K: There's no way you can take it out of me. I, I need it now. I can't think without it, I can't be me without it. That just can't happen. [Subject makes a move as if to climb out of bed. Security Officer prepares to enter the room if necessary. ] Dr. Nazario: Hey, hey, easy. Nobody's suggesting that right now. We'll only do what's best. 4167-K: Not right now and not ever, got it? Dr. Nazario: I understand, sir. You seem very certain, and I hear you. I believe you. It's a bad idea. I have to say, though, you formed this opinion very quickly. Do you think… Did the creature maybe speak to you? 4167-K: I don't know. Maybe. It doesn't matter. Dr. Nazario: I wonder, perhaps, if I could speak with it. Directly. Can you help me? [Subject sits silently for some time, then slowly shakes their head.] 4167-K: No. No, that's not it at all. There's no just talking to it, or talking to me. There's only talking to us, and you've been doing that since you got here. <End Log> Incident Report 4167-2: 11/07/██: Subject 4167-C (Female, 27 years old. Infection progress: 100%) was apprehended following fatal assault on Subject 4167-F (Female, 53 years old. Infection progress: 100%). 4167-C forcibly destroyed 4167-F's skull via repeated bludgeoning against a door frame. Surveillance footage shows that 4167-F made no attempt to resist. 4167-C was observed attempting to bite and swallow human and non-human neural tissue before being restrained. When questioned, 4167-C said the following: 4167-C: Please, I'm sorry. It's just… I can't… I'm not finished, I'm not whole. We can't stand it. Helen and me, we agreed… her child would complete me. I need it. Please, let me make sure it's done. Scans have confirmed a secondary infection of Subject 4167-C. Footnotes 1. A parasitic isopod which consumes and replaces the tongue of a fish. 2. Weakness of one side of the body. 3. Difficulty in using or understanding language. |
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 are to be kept in a humanoid containment cell modified for the cohabitation of two individuals in Site-17. SCP-4168 is to remain in the care of SCP-4168-1, except for testing purposes. SCP-4168-1 is not to be more than two meters away from SCP-4168-2 at all times excluding testing periods. SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 are to be sedated when the other is being interviewed for the duration of the interview period, but are to stay next to one another. Social media posts made by SCP-4168-1 have been hidden from public view and stored in Foundation Web Archives. Update as of 03/30/2019: Due to SCP-4168-2's uncooperative nature pertaining to containment protocols, SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 are to be handcuffed together except for testing periods. Update as of 04/03/2019: Due to SCP-4168-2's continued violent tendencies towards SCP-4168-1, it is to remain in a medically induced coma for the foreseeable future. SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 are still to remain handcuffed together at all times in the case that SCP-4168-1 shows refusal of following containment protocols. A picture of SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 retrieved from SCP-4168-1's instagram. Description: SCP-4168 is a ring with a heart-shaped opal stone. SCP-4168's anomalous properties currently only manifest when worn by SCP-4168-1. SCP-4168-1 is a 23-year-old woman named Marie Ang. SCP-4168-2 is a 24-year-old man named Simon Langson. SCP-4168-1 experiences decomposition of the body, starting with the heart if either SCP-4168-2 is not within two meters or if SCP-4168 is not worn. If SCP-4168-1 is wearing SCP-4168 but is not within two meters of SCP-4168-2, it will still experience decomposition and vice versa. During testing, SCP-4168-1 was separated from SCP-4168 and SCP-4168-2 for a period of five days (the longest such test conducted). At the end of this period, SCP-4168-1 had large abscesses covering approximately 70% of its skin. Additionally, its heart, ribcage, and other internal organs were partially exposed due to the advanced decomposition of surrounding tissue. SCP-4168-1 reported severe pain but was not otherwise impaired or in danger of death. Upon returning SCP-4168 and SCP-4168-2 to the presence of SCP-4168-1, these changes reverted sequentially in the reverse order that they appeared, and on a similar time frame. The injuries caused by SCP-4168 can only be viewed on film or video by SCP-4168-1. For others to witness SCP-4168's effects, said individuals must be in the physical presence of SCP-4168-1. Upon being questioned, SCP-4168-2 has refused to reveal any information about the origins of SCP-4168, only briefly making statements that led researchers to conclude that it was aware of SCP-4168's anomalous properties prior to gifting it to SCP-4168-1. This interview has been added to SCP-4168-Supplement. Addendum-1: SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 had a significant online presence prior to containment through a Youtube Channel called 'TheSweetCheeksDuo' which had a significant amount of posts pertaining to SCP-4168 and its effects. SCP-4168 came to the Foundation's attention when news reports of a popular YouTube personality being hospitalized for unexplained and sudden decomposition began to spread, along with hospital reports of an unusual medical condition. Upon investigation, Foundation researchers found several videos and social media posts made by SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 discussing SCP-4168, including deleted videos retrieved by digital trackers. Below is a series of transcripts of excerpts from YouTube videos relating to SCP-4168. Open Transcripts - Close Video Title: SWEETEST FIANCÉ EVER GETS FIANCÉE AMAZING GIFT 💕😍 Upload Date: 02/16/2019 Transcript from 2:03 to 5:38 SCP-4168-1: So ANYWAYS! As stated in one of our recent videos (SCP-4168-1 points to the top right corner of the screen where a video link to a separate video had been added in post) which you can check out here, Simon has been planning a BIG surprise for me to celebrate our recent engagement! SCP-4168-2:(Puts its arm around the shoulder of SCP-4168-1 and smiles.) That's right baby! SCP:4168-1: I tried to get him to give me a hint but because he's a big oaf he wouldn't tell me. But anyways, today he's going to give it to me RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU GUYS! (SCP-4168-1 holds its arms up in excitement.) SCP-4168-2: (SCP-4168-2 removes its arm from around SCP-4168-1, stepping away from it.) Okay so cover your eyes, Marie. SCP-4168-1: Ugh, really? (SCP-4168-1 playfully sticks out its tongue at SCP-4168-2 before doing what was requested.) SCP-4168-2: Okay so I know this might be a little weird since I just proposed last week but I just had to get you something extra cause you know, valentines day and all, even if it's a bit late. (Pulls out a small gift bag, presenting it in front of SCP-4168-1.) Open your eyes! SCP-4168-1: (SCP-4168-1 takes the bag from SCP-4168-1 before pulling a small box out of it, throws the bag to the side, then opens the box.) OH MY GOSH! SIMON! (SCP-4168-1 removes SCP-4168 from the box and slides it onto its right ring finger, then positions its hand in front of the camera to showcase SCP-4168.) Can you guys believe this? It's opal! That's my favorite stone! Wait, it is opal, right? SCP-4168-2: (Laughs) Yes silly billy of course it's opal. I hope you don't think it's strange that I got you a second ring. SCP-4168-1: (Lets out an excited cry.) Of course not! Now I have two rings that represent your love for me! It's like… double the love! SCP-4168-2: I'm glad you think that. Video Title: Wedding planning is SUCH a hassle…. 🙄💞 Upload Date: 02/20/2019 Transcript from 5:07 to 7:49 SCP-4168-1: Yes! I totally agree we should have Abatina flowers at our wedding! My sister said that's not a traditional wedding flower but— SCP-4168-2: (Interrupts SCP-4168-1.) That those flowers have always been my favorite and she wanted to have my favorite flower. SCP-4168-1: Exactly! That's what I told her! Anyways sorry for the late vid, but I'm gonna go out with my sister tomorrow to try and start planning the bachelorette party so I've been kinda busy planning a place to meet up at. But Simon assured me he'll take great care of the channel while I'm gone! I'll film videos on my phone to upload as vlogs later of course! I've also been feeling a bit weak when I'm on my own lately, but I'm sure it's just pre-wedding jitters! SCP-4168-2: That's what I keep telling this little worry wart! SCP-4168-2 playfully punches SCP-4168-1 in the shoulder. SCP-4168-1 grimaces and holds its shoulder with its hand, but quickly follows the actions with a laugh. SCP-4168-1: I told you to be gentle I've been feeling a little sore honey! (SCP-4168-1 smiles playfully.) SCP-4168-2: Well you know what that could mean… SCP-4168-1: SHHHH! That's for another- ow, video! Video Title: (PLEASE WATCH!!!) Update on our wedding! Upload Date: 02/26/2019 Transcript from 0:00 to 3:40 SCP-4168-1: (SCP-4168-1 is frowning, but smiles once it realizes the camera has begun recording.) Hey my little sweet cheeks! I know I said I wasn't going to post anything to the channel until I came back and I know I promised fun things, but something sorta strange has been happening. I know I was gonna save this for a video with Simon but like… we've known I was pregnant, even before he proposed to me. And at first, I thought that's what was going on. You guys may have even noticed some comments about that. SCP-4168-1 positions the camera to show a wider view of itself.) But I'm pretty sure abscesses and rotting skin is NOT a symptom of pregnancy. (SCP-4168-1 points to its left arm, gesturing to its arm claiming that it is injured, although no damage is visible in the recording.) I mean have any of you that have been pregnant or known someone that was experienced this? I messaged Simon and he said that maybe I just caught like flesh-eating bacteria or something, so I'm gonna go to the doctor and have that checked out. I just wanted to let you guys know I might be gone a little bit longer than originally planned! If you know anything about these symptoms please comment and let me know! Stay sweet! Video Title: am I going insane? Upload Date: 03/06/2019 Transcript from 0:00 to 4:04 SCP-4168-1: Okay very funny guys I get that normally we're not serious and stuff on this channel but I am not joking my skin is rotting. Look at this, I can literally see the bone! I'm in pain and it hurts and I don't know what is going on. (SCP-4168-1 shows its arm to the camera, but no injury is visible.) I'm not editing this out I'm not trying to be funny I want help. I'm in the hospital right now I can barely walk, I'm not even supposed to be recording. Simon said he's on his way but he doesn't seem concerned. He told me I'm just overreacting. I mean my ribs are starting to show I'm worried about my baby and the doctors have no idea what's happening. They said it's not a fungus. I know I've never talked about it cause you guys don't want to see us fight, but he always does this. He always tells me I'm overreacting. He said I just need to listen to him and things will look up. You know what else he said? He told me that he guarantees I'll start feeling better once he arrives. Does he not believe me either? I'm not going crazy I know I'm not- maybe I am. Maybe I am… maybe I am because… this didn't start to happen until I got that ring. I don't know why this is happening, but I think Simon does and he won't tell me- (The sound of a door opening can be heard.) Hospital Doctor: Ms. Ang, your fiancé is here. The recording device falls onto the bed, SCP-4168-1 can now only be partially seen from the chest down. It is dressed in a hospital gown, but no injuries appear to be present. SCP-4168-1: Oh thank god. SIMON! Video Title: Marie Hospital Update!! (please watch) Upload Date: 03/08/2019 Transcript from 0:00 to 1:41 SCP-4168-2: ( SCP-4168-2 waves to the camera with a wide grin.) Hey everyone! Sorry about those videos Marie uploaded, I know you all were probably very concerned. As soon as I got here she started feeling better. I'm pretty sure all the stress of planning the wedding has just gotten to her if you know what I mean. I really hate that she ruined the surprise though, she knew how much I wanted us to reveal it to you all together. (SCP-4168-2 laughs.) Because of my sweet angel's condition, we will both be taking a break from social media. When we're back, Marie will be in much better shape, I promise. See you all soon! Addendum-2: SCP-4168, SCP-4168-1, and SCP-4168-2 were brought into Foundation custody on 03/13/2019. After initial testing, SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 were interviewed separately on 03/25/2019. Open SCP-4168-2 Interview - Close Interviewed: SCP-4168-2 Interviewer: Doctor Candi Dots Foreword: SCP-4168-2 was questioned on its thoughts on containment and its anomaly. <Begin Log> Doctor Dots: Hello SCP-4168-2. How are you today? SCP-4168-2: Hm well let's see. I'm being kept in a prison with no basic human rights, you insist on torturing my fiancée because I guess you just want to see what happens, I'll never be able to update my fans or have my dream wedding oh! And the food sucks. Seriously who does the cooking at this place? Rats that scurry along the hallways or something? Doctor Dots: We're not here to discuss the food. We are not 'torturing' her, we're simply conducting tests to see the extent of the damage that occurs when she isn't with you and SCP-4168. SCP-4168-2: Last time she was gone for five days. You could have killed her! Doctor Dots: We concluded that she was not in danger of death despite her injuries, that is one of the things we wanted to see. We're simply studying this is all. SCP-4168-2: Yeah well if you do it again I'll break your fucking skull open. She needs me! You know how dangerous it is for her to be apart from me. Also, why can't she be awake for this? (SCP-4168-2 crosses its arms.) We're used to doing things together. You know we were the sweet cheeks duo you know. Doctor Dots: Well, because we wanted to talk with just you. We like to interview subjects separately if possible. SCP-4168-2: Good for you but I'm not particularly interested in talking with you. You know everything you need to know. And if you're gonna ask me about the ring again, quite frankly it's none of your business. Doctor Dots: Well considering this Foundation studies anomalies and this ring causes anomalous effects to occur, I think it's fair to say it is very much our business. But we're not gonna force you to tell us. SCP-4168-2: (Laughs.) Oh so you're saying your super-secret evil science Foundation doesn't have ways of making people talk? Oh wow, I'm so impressed. Doctor Dots: You're going off-topic, SCP-4168-2. I am trying to ask you about your thoughts on all this. You are angry about her being hurt when she's away from you, but from what we've concluded, this did not happen until you gave her the ring. Were you aware of its anomalous effects while purchasing it? SCP-4168-2: I told you I'm not telling you anything about it. I'm done here. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4168-2 refused to continue speaking leading the interview to conclude. Open SCP-4168-1 Interview - Close Interviewed: SCP-4168-1 Interviewer: Doctor Candi Dots Foreword: SCP-4168-1 was questioned on its thoughts on containment and its anomaly. <Begin Log> Doctor Dots: Hello SCP-4168-1. How are you today? SCP:4168-1: (Is silent for five seconds before speaking). Not too great, a little er uh- a lot shaken up. Still in pain but I mean (SCP-4168-1 chuckles dryly) you knew that. Doctor Dots: I'm sorry for what you've had to experience SCP-4168-1. Our goal is not to harm or torture you, but to simply study your newfound condition. SCP:4168-1: I understand… I mean I actually would like to know more about this… by any chance um… did Simon tell you about where he got the ring? I'm sure he would have picked out a different one if he had known what was going to happen. Doctor Dots: Unfortunately, all our attempts to get him to open up about the origin of SCP-4168 have fallen short. We were hoping that you had some information regarding that. SCP:4168-1: (A look of confusion forms on SCP-4168-1's face before letting out an unsure laugh.) Wait, wait, wait. H-He refused to tell you?(SCP-4168-1 shakes its head). That's not right. I mean he said he didn't tell me because he said he didn't want to spoil the surprise or ruin the magic. But you're doctors, I don't understand why he wouldn't tell you what you need to know, especially if I wasn't awake to hear it… Doctor Dots: That is correct, he has given us no information on where he got it. Are you sure he didn't say anything to you about where he got it? Did the bag or box have a label? SCP:4168-1: (SCP-4168-1 body began to tremor. It then shakes its head.) No, no, NO. That's impossible I just don't understand why he wouldn't tell you. I-I mean the only reason he wouldn't tell you is if he had something to hide but that's ridiculous. I-I mean he sees what this is doing to me! (SCP-4168-1 gripped the sides of its head with its hands.) I-I mean he knows what this rot did to my baby! He wanted to be a dad he would at least consider that! SCP:4168-1: I mean I really must be going crazy to even consider the fact that he did this on purpose. Why would he put me in pain like this? He wouldn't do this to me you're just lying to me! Doctor Dots: It seems you are getting worked up. I'm going to call this to a close for today. SCP:4168-1: No you're not! (SCP-4168-1 stands up.) You're going to answer me, and you're going to do it now. There's something you're hiding from me about this and I want to know what it is! Doctor Dots: We've told you everything we know, SCP- SCP:4168-1: Marie. Doctor Dots: Okay, We've told you everything we know, Marie. We don't know much more than you do. That is why you're here, so we can learn more about it and maybe even try to help you. SCP:4168-1: Help me? You're not the one that can help me right now! (SCP-4168-1 turns to the bed SCP-4168-2 is residing on, grabbing both of its arms, beginning to shake its entire body.) Simon, Simon! Wake up! Yo-You, hear this crap? They're not telling me everything and they're trying to manipulate me! Doctor Dots: (Doctor Dots quickly restrains SCP-4168-1, pulling it away from SCP-4168-2, but still within two meters.) He can't hear you, Marie. But no, we are not lying to you. What would we gain from that in this situation? You came up with the conclusion that him not telling us means he did this to you on purpose on your own. I never said anything to suggest that. SCP:4168-1: B-But you had to… right? No… No, I would never come up with that on my own… that-that would be betraying him… to think. he would ever hurt me… he said he would never hurt me. A-And I believe him! (SCP-4168-1 begins to cry.) Or… at least I did… <End Log> Closing Statement: Once SCP-4168-1 finished speaking, it began to hyperventilate, passing out soon after. SCP-4168-1 was quickly attended to by an on-site nurse. Addendum-3: On 03/29/2019, SCP-4168-2 began distancing itself further than required for the decomposition effects to not occur. SCP-4168-2 was told to not distance itself further than required but refused to cooperate. Open 03/30/2019 Interview - Close Interviewed: SCP-4168-2 Interviewer: Doctor Candi Dots Foreword: On 03/30/2019, SCP-4168-2 was interviewed to discuss its recent change in behaviors. SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 had been handcuffed together to prevent SCP-4168-2 from separating itself from SCP-4168-1 during the interview. <Begin Log> Doctor Dots: Hello SCP-4168-2. We would like to discuss your recent behaviors regarding not following our instructions of staying within two meters of SCP-4168-1. SCP-4168-2: Yeah, I'm sure you do. Doctor Dots: Yes, that is why I am conducting this interview. We noticed that you did not do this when you first came to us. We are interested in your motives for the sudden change in attitude. SCP-4168-2: Simple lovers quarrel. Nothing more nothing less. Simple as that. Doctor Dots: It doesn't seem that simple. From what we observed previously, your goal is to protect SCP-4168-1. Or at least it was. You mentioned you got into a fight, what that your motivation for these changes in behavior? SCP-4168-2: (Laughs) Oh man, you really don't get it. You know for being a doctor at this big prestigious institution or whatever you call it, you're not that bright. I'm still protecting her. A fight wouldn't deter me from that. Doctor Dots: I don't follow. You're protecting her by allowing her to decompose? How is that protecting her? SCP-4168-2: (Throws its hands up in frustration with a laugh.) Am I seriously the only one that understands? I know what is best for Marie. Not her, not you, me. Ever since we met, I've been trying to convince her of that. Marie has always been a little sick in the head, ya know? She always wanted to be around me. She always got scared that I was going to leave her or some shit. One minute she loves me and the next I'm horrible. I mean you know how she was in her past relationships? Those guys couldn't stand her. Plus they were always disturbed by her self-harm habit too. You know it freaks a guy out that you threaten to hurt yourself if they leave you. But fortunately for her, I understood her. I want to be there for her. Since she was so afraid about separation, I made sure that we can never be apart. Doctor Dots: I don't understand how that has to do with you purposefully distancing yourself from her so she decomposes. You must understand that is painful for her. SCP-4168-2: Duh! You want to know what the fight was about? She said you told her that I wouldn't talk about where I got the ring. She said she was starting to think I knew what it would do to her. She accused me of trying to hurt her! I told her that I got this ring not just for her, but for us. I said I loved her so much that I was willing to do something that would inconvenience me just for her. You know what that ungrateful bitch said? She said 'this isn't what she meant.' She said being around me has caused more pain than when she's not around me. She said that I didn't love her. But I love her so much that I'm willing to distance myself from her so she understands that the true pain is being apart from me. Maybe then she'll finally appreciate everything I've given up for her. (SCP-4168-2 grabs the arm of the sedated SCP-4168-1, shaking its whole body.) SCP-4168-2: You hear that Marie? I love you! I love you more than anything, and I've gotten myself into this HELL just to prove it. (SCP-4168-2 stands up, grabbing the sedated SCP-4168-1.) Maybe if you appreciated me a little more, we wouldn't be in this mess! How long is it going to take for you to understand, huh? Do I have to allow you to decompose alive until you're not for you to get it? Doctor Dots with the help of an agent on standby quickly subdued and sedated SCP-4168-2. <End Log> Closing Statement: Due to SCP-4168-2's continued refusal to comply with containment protocols, it was decided that from 03/30/2019 onward, SCP-4168-1 and SCP-4168-2 are to be handcuffed together at all times. Update: See Containment Procedures update 04/03/2019. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4168" by DianaBerry, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4168. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: heart ring 2.png Author: DianaBerry License: CC-BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Own work Derivative of: N/A Filename: couple.jpg Author: panajiotis License: CC0 Source Link: https://pixabay.com/photos/couple-field-lovers-romance-happy-1934204/ Derivative of: N/A |
SCP-4169 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4169 Threat Level: Green ● Special Containment Procedures: At this time, SCP-4169 is contained in Site-56, which is currently set up under the guise of a petroleum processing company. Access to SCP-4169 is restricted to level 2 personnel and higher. MTF Echo-5 ("Sting Operation") are assigned to Site-56 to aid with containment. Any instances attempting to escape SCP-4169 are to be moved back into it on discovery. SCP-4169 is fed a live cow every 14 days to ensure that SCP-4169's fauna does not die out. If any of the cameras placed within SCP-4169 receive damage, repair drones are to be dispatched as soon as possible to make the necessary repairs. Description: SCP-4169 is a chasm located in a remote area of Scotland, near █████. SCP-4169 is 257m in length with a maximum depth of 70 metres. The oxygen level inside and around SCP-4169 is at the same atmospheric level of 35% as in the Carboniferous era. It is unknown how SCP-4169 is capable of retaining the air pressure and oxygen level inside itself. SCP-4169 was brought to the Foundation's attention after a report about the carbon dating from the region around SCP-4169 was found to be inconsistent with other accounts. A facility was built above the entrance of SCP-4169 to prevent any civilians from entering and exploring SCP-4169. SCP-4169's interior is small and dimly lit. The flora inside SCP-4169 is minimal due to the lack of sunlight that can enter the chasm. Previously undiscovered species of arthropods live within SCP-4169, those species are designated SCP-4169-1 through SCP-4169-6. How the colonies managed to survive from the Carboniferous era to the present is unknown. Researchers have theorized that the colonies are capable of hibernating for years at a time; this hibernation was most likely utilitized to survive harsh conditions. It has been noticed that the instances cannot live outside of SCP-4169 [see Incident 4169-3 for details]. The most notable and common species includes: SCP-4169-1 SCP-4169-2 SCP-4169-3 SCP-4169-4 SCP-4169-5 SCP-4169-6 SCP-4169-1: An abnormally large species of Weta which resembles Deinacrida heteracantha that grows up to a meter long. Instances have been encountered in a variety of different colorations, most commonly: yellow, brown and black. SCP-4169-1 has been observed swarming prey in immense numbers. SCP-4169-1 SCP-4169-2: Arthropods resembling what appears to be Arthropleura armata. However, unlike Arthropleura armata which was thought to be herbivorous, SCP-4169-2 instances are carnivorous. It's theorised that the SCP-4169-2 evolved to counter the lack of flora and the harsh living condition inside SCP-4169. SCP-4169-2 SCP-4169-3: SCP-4169-3 are large predatory hexapods ranging from one to two meters in height which locate themselves at the boundaries of SCP-4169. Instances have a tendency to remain on the edges of SCP-4169 to catch and consume almost anything that approaches their pincers, using their natural black color to blend in within SCP-4169. The SCP-4169-3 instances are the most abundant species to emerge from SCP-4169. SCP-4169-4: SCP-4169-4 are an unidentified species of predatory platyhelminth, lacking eyes or a face of any sort. Instances generally measure 2 to 4 meters long. SCP-4169-4 often scavenge but are perfectly capable of hunting a variety of different sized animals. SCP-4169-4 surround their prey, grabbing on to limbs, eventually consuming the victim whole. Instances of SCP-4169-4 have a symbiotic relationship with SCP-4169-3, the colonies of which use the SCP-4169-4 as hosts for hatching eggs1. SCP-4169-5: SCP-4169-5 are dark-colored galeodid sun spiders measuring 15 to 20 centimeters in height. SCP-4169-5 possesses paralytic venom capable of causing significant pain to a human adult and paralysis to smaller animals. SCP-4169-5 SCP-4169-6: An insectoid resembling a cricket with mostly cylindrical, somewhat vertically flattened bodies, measuring 1.5 to 3 meters. Instances of SCP-4169-6 possess an exoskeleton made of tough chitin and two pincers that has been observed to be used while hunting. Their overall coloration resembles moss. Incident 4169-3: On 29-10-201█, 5 SCP-4169-3 instances managed to break containment and begun wandering Site-56. During the roughly 2 hours when the instances escaped, four were found dead by Echo-5. The unit noticed that the last instance had trouble walking and standing up; instance was sedated and brought back in SCP-4169. One instance was kept for autopsy; the others were incinerated. Autopsy revealed the four SCP-4169-3 instances died of asphyxiation. SCP-4169 Camera Feed - 06/07/20██ 08:22: A cow was thrown into SCP-4169, multiple instances became aware of the cow and moved toward its position. 08:30: SCP-4169-5 are first to reach the cow and first paralyzed the cow before tearing off pieces of flesh, they were joined soon after by instances of SCP-4169-3, -2 and -4 whom fought over one of the legs before beginning to feed on the cow. 08:46: After the first instances finished eating, the SCP-4169-1 colony approached the carcass and began eating what was left. 09:05: Only bits of what the instances couldn't eat and bones are left, the SCP-4169-6 colony didn't partake in the feeding. 12:50: Fight broke out between several instances over territory, fight ended when an unidentified claw reached out of a hole to grab an instance of SCP-4169-2. 14:27: Instances of SCP-4169-3 seen scaling the walls of SCP-4169 towards the surface, instances seen descending soon afterwards after being pushed back by agents. 17:51: Several SCP-4169-6 attacked one of the surveillance cameras, repair drone sent in to restore the camera. 18:23: Communication with the drone was lost. Addendum SCP-4169: 25 minutes after losing communication, the drone returned to the surface. It appeared to have been crushed despite the fact that none of the known instances are strong enough to cause such damage. An investigation to locate previously undiscovered instances may be warranted. Footnotes 1. Similar to Pompilidae pepsis (Tarantula Hawk). |
SCP-4170 | keter | LiterallyMechanical The Dark, by LiterallyMechanical For the rest of my work, check out LiterallyMechanical's Author Page A few of my favorites: SCP-5236 — Ethics Committee Inquest SCP-3163 — The Almanack SCP-4357 — Slimelord A composite image of SCP-4170, circled in yellow, against background stars. Higgs Field density is depicted in green, νσ emissions are depicted in red, and visible light is depicted in grayscale. Item #: SCP-4170 Special Containment Procedures: Pending repairs to the Colorado High-Accuracy Neutrino Telescope (CHANT), the orbital position, Higgs Field density, and approximate νσ flux of SCP-4170 is to be monitored by the Large Dark Matter Array. At such time as the CHANT is returned to full functionality, translations of all νσ communications by SCP-4170 are to be recorded in both the SCP database and the Dark Body database, where SCP-4170 maintains a dual-entry as 2014DBI Miriam. Upon completion of repairs, the CHANT is not to be used for monitoring of SCP-4170 until sufficient shielding has been installed to protect the telescope from direct attack by focused neutrino streams. As this shielding technology currently does not exist, the Foundation is to increase funding and resource allocation to the Dark Matter Astronomy department by at least 25%. These funds are to be earmarked for fast-track research and development of defenses against neutrino weaponry. Description: SCP-4170 is a dark-body intelligence (DBI) in circumsolar orbit with a period of 34.7 years and a semi-major axis of 10.64 AU, slightly beyond the orbit of Saturn. Calculations of mass decay rate imply that SCP-4170 is a relatively newly-formed body, having coalesced between 20 and 25 thousand years ago. In all physical respects, SCP-4170 is unremarkable among the population of known non-anomalous DBIs, with a core Higgs density of approximately 350 GeV and a Hess radius of 12 kilometers. Psychological reports indicate a moderate degree of asocial behavior and emotional volatility. Dark matter is typically invisible and undetectable to ordinary baryonic matter (e.g. optical, x-ray, or radio telescopes) save through density measurements of the Higgs Field and detection of sterile neutrino (νσ) emissions. As these dark matter astronomy techniques are not presently accessible to researchers outside the Foundation, the existence of DBIs is unknown to the general public. Conversely, though DBIs are sensitive to the powerful gravitational pull of the sun and nearby planets, there is no known mechanism by which DBIs could be cognizant of the existence of humanity. Though the Foundation has collected ample communications data from thousands of DBIs, there is no evidence that DBIs other than SCP-4170 are aware of any of the other sapient species that currently inhabit the Solar System, including Homo sapiens. SCP-4170 was first detected in a 2014 sky survey by the Foundation's Large Dark Matter Array, and was at that time designated 2014 DBI62 by the Dark Matter Astronomy department. Detailed observation of its νσ communications with other DBIs confirmed that it was at least a class-III (pseudosapient) or class-IV (sapient) intelligence, prompting assignment of the randomly-generated common designation "2014DBI Miriam." Classification and renaming were delayed due to the perfunctory and terse nature of its social interactions with nearby class-III and class-IV DBIs, rendering sufficient data collection unusually challenging. Indirect evidence was collected from other DBIs to supplement the sparse dataset, an example of which is reproduced below: ► DBI Communication Log 2014.83 [excerpt] ▼ DBI Communication Log 2014.83 [excerpt] Note: For ease of reading, dialogue from SCP-4170 has been highlighted in red. 2016DBI Theodore: [Informal Greeting]. [Query: Self-assessment of your emotional status]? 2011DBI Ashley: [Informal Greeting]. [Response: Positive emotional status]. [Query: Self-assessment of your emotional status]? 2016DBI Theodore: [Response: Neutral emotional status]. 2011DBI Ashley: [Query: Request for elaboration]? 2016DBI Theodore: [Response: Decline to respond]. 2011DBI Ashley: [Strong query: Request for elaboration]? 2016DBI Theodore: [Response: No causal relationship between recent events and current emotional state]. 2011DBI Ashley: [Expression of disbelief]. 2016DBI Theodore: [No causal relationship between recent events and current emotional state]. Translator's note: Abrupt frequency downshift in 2016DBI Theodore's communication indicates a deliberate effort to convey a negative emotional status, contradicting its earlier response. In previous conversations, 2016DBI Theodore has employed this technique to deliberately elicit feelings of concern and sympathy from 2011DBI Ashley, a frequent conversational partner and confidant. 2011DBI Ashley: [Term of endearment]. [Query: You have recently communicated with 2014DBI Miriam]? 2016DBI Theodore: [Response: Affirmative]. 2011DBI Ashley: [Term of endearment]. [Expression of commiseration]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Informal Greeting]. 2011DBI Ashley: [Formal Greeting]. 2016DBI Theodore: [Formal Greeting]. Translator's note: Significantly delayed response indicates substantial reluctance to communicate 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Self-assessment of your emotional status]? 2016DBI Theodore: [Response: Fine]. 2011DBI Ashley: [Response: Fine]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: I am experiencing a negative emotional status]. 2011DBI Ashley: [Noncommittal reply]. 2016DBI Theodore: [Noncommittal reply]. With the sole known exception of SCP-4170, DBIs are not considered to be anomalous. While the Foundation's discovery of extraterrestrial dark intelligence within our solar system was of great interest to researchers, current theories developed by the Foundation fully account for the evolution of sapient beings composed of dark matter. The primordial development, pseudo-neurology, language, and culture of DBIs are well-attested, and their existence is entirely compatible with our present-day understanding of the laws of nature. To date, SCP-4170 is the only DBI to be afforded an entry in the SCP database. Potential evidence of the anomalous nature of SCP-4170 first came to light in a conversation between SCP-4170 (2014DBI Miriam) and 2016DBI Theodore. ► DBI Communication Log 2015.12 [excerpt] ▼ DBI Communication Log 2015.12 [excerpt] 2014DBI Miriam: [Informal Greeting] 2016DBI Theodore: [Formal Greeting] 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: I have a new friend] 2016DBI Theodore: [Noncommittal reply] 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: My new friend is a planet] 2016DBI Theodore: [Noncommittal reply] 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: My new friend is Planet Three] Translator's note: Earth. 2016DBI Theodore: [Noncommittal reply] 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: You cannot be friends with Planet Three] 2016DBI Theodore: [Noncommittal reply] 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: Planet Three only talks to me] 2016DBI Theodore: [Noncommittal reply] Following this record, the Colorado High Accuracy Neutrino Telescope was tasked with 24-hour monitoring of 2014DBI Miriam in an effort to determine whether the DBI was in communication with a human or humans. The following excerpts are a small selection of what appear to be one-sided conversations between SCP-4170 and a party on or near Earth1. As no νσ emissions have been detected emanating from Earth, the ability of SCP-4170 to communicate by some unknown means outside of the νσ spectrum has been deemed anomalous. ► DBI Communication Log 2015.23 [excerpt] ▼ DBI Communication Log 2015.23 [excerpt] 2014DBI Miriam: [Informal Greeting]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Who are you]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Response: I do not understand]. [Repeat Query: Who are you]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Clarify — are you Planet Three?]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of amazement/surprise]. [Query: Clarify — are there many of you in Planet Three]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Are you all friends in Planet Three]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of amazement/surprise]. [Assertion: I am your friend]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of positive emotional status]. ► DBI Communication Log 2015.29 [excerpt] ▼ DBI Communication Log 2015.29 [excerpt] 2014DBI Miriam: [Informal Greeting]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Self assessment of your emotional status]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Why are you experiencing a negative emotional status]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: I do not understand]. [Query: What is <untranslatable phrase>]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: I do not have <untranslatable phrase>]. [Assertion: I created myself]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Response: No, I am not lonely]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Response: Expression of thankfulness]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of positive emotional status]. Translator's note: Judging from context, the repeated untranslatable phrase is speculated to be "parent(s)." Further logs will reflect this translation, should additional evidence arise. ► DBI Communication Log 2016.11 [excerpt] ▼ DBI Communication Log 2016.11 [excerpt] 2014DBI Miriam: [Informal Greeting]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: I am near Planet Six]. Translator's note: Saturn. [Query: Can you observe Planet Six at this time with your telescope]? Translator's note: I wasn't sure before, but at this point, I'm positive that this phrase means "telescope." I am impressed that this person managed to explain to a DBI what "light" was. 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: I wish to experience Planet Six as you do]. [Query: Can you describe Planet Six to me]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of amazement/awe]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: When I am near Planet Six, I experience density fluctuations in the Higgs Field. The fluctuation pattern is aesthetically pleasing]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of positive emotional status]. ► DBI Communication Log 2017.87 [excerpt] ▼ DBI Communication Log 2017.87 [excerpt] 2014DBI Miriam: [Informal Greeting]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Your hemisphere of Planet Three is nearing its maximum axial tilt towards the Sun. In past years, this indicated that your group educational program would cease for roughly one-quarter of a Planet Three-year. Is this once again the case]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Does this mean that you will be be active at night with your telescope again]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of positive emotional status]. ► DBI Communication Log 2018.23 [excerpt] ▼ DBI Communication Log 2018.23 [excerpt] 2014DBI Miriam: [Informal Greeting]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Query: Are you still experiencing a negative emotional status]? 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of commiseration]. [Assertion: I wish your parents were better friends]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of thankfulness]. [Assertion: I was untruthful when we first met. I told you I was not lonely, and that was a lie]. [Assertion: I had never had a friend until I met you]. [Assertion: Even though your parents are unkind, they somehow managed to create the kindest person in the Solar System]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Expression of positive emotional status]. ► DBI Communication Log 2020.36 [excerpt] ▼ DBI Communication Log 2020.36 [excerpt] 2014DBI Miriam: [Informal Greeting]. 2014DBI Miriam: [Assertion: I think I am seeing something different on Planet Three. A very small dot. I will proceed to examine it closer]. The previous communications log is the last recorded transmission collected by the Colorado High Accuracy Neutrino Telescope. Twelve seconds after receiving this message, a tightly-focused νσ beam struck the main collector plate, overwhelming the detection system and permanently disabling the telescope. As the CHANT was the only device of its kind ever constructed, and as said construction came at considerable expense to the Foundation, all DBI communications collection has been halted indefinitely. Repairs are scheduled to take place within the next five to ten years. Footnotes 1. The lag between transmissions has been uniformly consistent with a speed-of-light delay between the then-current locations of SCP-4170 and Earth. |
SCP-4171 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4171 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4171 is to be kept in its cell on Site 19, monitored by two guards and surveillance cameras designed to alert the HMCL supervisor if SCP-4171-1 lands with the obverse side facing up. Containment measures discovered alongside SCP-4171 are to be maintained until deemed unnecessary. Description: SCP-4171 comprises two entities, designated SCP-4171-1 and SCP-4171-2. SCP-4171-1 is a silver coin. The obverse side (“heads”) features the face of an unidentified man; the reverse side (“tails”) features the logo of the Foundation. When tossed, SCP-4171-1 consistently lands tails,1 though its mass is evenly distributed between the two faces. SCP-4171-2 is a human female of unknown age and race. Its anomalous nature manifests in three characteristics: SCP-4171-2 does not require sustenance. SCP-4171-2 does not blink. SCP-4171-2 consistently flips tails on any coin2, including SCP-4171-1. The technique in which SCP-4171-2 tosses a coin sends it back to its thumb, allowing it to flip continuously. SCP-4171-2 has been observed to flip coins in this manner without ceasing or slowing down. SCP-4171 was discovered in the aftermath of [REDACTED]. The breach ended (after █ minutes and ████ casualties) when SCP-████ was destroyed by containment measures built into an unmarked cell. While moving to confirm that SCP-████ had been subdued, MTF Epsilon-11 (“Nine-Tailed Fox”) found SCP-4171-2 flipping SCP-4171-1 in this cell – a sealed chamber reinforced with steel, incorporating six active Scranton Reality Anchors. No records or special containment procedures for SCP-4171 existed prior to this discovery. SCP-4171-2 has generally complied with procedure. While retrieving SCP-4171-1 for experimentation, Dr. Aurelio Testa observed SCP-4171-2 catch and invert it onto the back of its hand before offering it to him. As he retrieved the item, Dr. Testa also heard SCP-4171-2 utter the words you’re welcome, marking the first time SCP-4171-2 had spoken and the only time SCP-4171-2 has spoken outside of its interview with him. Addendum 4171-1: Interview Log Interviewed: SCP-4171-2 Interviewer: Dr. Aurelio Testa Foreword: Dr. Testa was instructed to return SCP-4171-1 to SCP-4171-2 after experimentation (refer to Experiment Log 4171-1). <Begin Log> [Dr. Testa enters the cell with SCP-4171-1, stopping to regard SCP-4171-2. SCP-4171-2 appeared to follow his entrance with its eyes] SCP-4171-2: You flipped heads. Dr. Testa: Are you surprised? [SCP-4171-2 does not respond. Dr. Testa offers SCP-4171-1] Dr. Testa: Will you talk if I give this back? [SCP-4171-2 does not respond. Dr. Testa sits down, setting SCP-4171-1 on the table with the obverse face up. Dr. Testa studies SCP-4171-2] Dr. Testa: Normally, with subjects as yourself, I’d offer my name and a vague description of the organization I work for. Small gestures to… welcome what might otherwise be normal people to this place. As far as I know, you’re just a girl who doesn’t eat and doesn’t blink, who can’t flip heads on a coin. Not the strangest thing I’ve seen – not even close. And I like to play good cop with things that don’t scare me. Normally, I’d be the one explaining why you’re here. You’d be the one asking me why you’re here. Normally. But that is not the case. We found you in this cell, with no documentation and no signs of a containment breach. So I’m not here to give you that answer, because I don’t have it. [SCP-4171-2 initially remains silent. As Dr. Testa waits for a response, SCP-4171-2 places its left hand over SCP-4171-1] SCP-4171-2: Did you want to flip heads? Dr. Testa: Did we want to flip heads? …No. Do you want us to? [SCP-4171-2 breaks eye contact to stare at its left hand] SCP-4171-2: I… do not want. Dr. Testa: You don’t want, huh? Then would it be safe to say you are not here by choice? SCP-4171-2: ‘Choice’ is a simple word. Dr. Testa: Then give me a better one. [SCP-4171-2 slides SCP-4171-1 toward itself, continuing to stare at the table. SCP-4171-2 flips SCP-4171-1. It lands tails] SCP-4171-2: ‘Fate.’ Dr. Testa: …Please clarify. [SCP-4171-2 flips SCP-4171-1 again. It lands tails] SCP-4171-2: I came to see the face on this coin. Dr. Testa: You’ve never seen the face on that coin? [SCP-4171-2 flips SCP-4171-1 again. It lands tails] SCP-4171-2: No. Dr. Testa: Then you wouldn’t know who’s on it? SCP-4171-2: I do. [Dr. Testa waits for SCP-4171-2 to expand on this answer] Dr. Testa: …I don't suppose you'll tell me? [SCP-4171-2 continues to flip SCP-4171-1] Dr. Testa: Okay. Another question, then. You’re saying you came here to see the face. Which implies that you haven’t flipped heads before. [SCP-4171-2 stops flipping SCP-4171-1 to reestablish eye contact with Dr. Testa] Dr. Testa: You, um, expect it to land heads here, though. Why do you think that? SCP-4171-2: Because your foundation trusts in inevitability. Dr. Testa: We don’t believe in self-fulfilling prophecies. SCP-4171-2: Do you believe that? Dr. Testa: Do I believe that we don't believe in self-fulfilling prophecies? [Dr. Testa contemplates this question] Dr. Testa: I'm not inclined to answer that. [SCP-4171-2 closes its fist around SCP-4171-1] SCP-4171-2: Who do you answer to? Dr. Testa: Excuse me? [SCP-4171-2 does not repeat the question] Dr. Testa: I’m… not letting you in on the workings of our organization. And as a reminder, I will be the one asking questions. [SCP-4171-2 flips SCP-4171-1 once. It lands tails. SCP-4171-2 checks this result before reestablishing eye contact with Dr. Testa] SCP-4171-2: Fair. [Dr. Testa nods, before preparing the next question] Dr. Testa: Right. So… you claim to have never seen the obverse side. What would happen if I flipped heads? SCP-4171-2: You, and you alone, would have flipped heads. Dr. Testa: So nothing would happen? [SCP-4171-2 remains silent. Dr. Testa extends his hand, as a request to take SCP-4171-1. SCP-4171-2 gives it to him] Dr. Testa: [gesturing to flip] Do I have to ask? [SCP-4171-2 nods, as if to grant permission. Dr. Testa flips SCP-4171-1, landing tails] Dr. Testa: …Always lands tails, you said. [SCP-4171-2 does not respond] Dr. Testa: Have you flipped heads before? SCP-4171-2: No. [Dr. Testa contemplates this answer, studying SCP-4171-1] Dr. Testa: …It’s landed on the rim. SCP-4171-2: ██ times. Dr. Testa: You’ve counted. [SCP-4171-2 remains silent] Dr. Testa: So I can’t flip heads. [Dr. Testa looks at the obverse side of SCP-4171-1] Dr. Testa: But I can obviously turn it over. What would happen if I showed you the face on this coin? [SCP-4171-2 visibly clenches its jaw and fists. On-site security is called to take up positions around the containment cell] Dr. Testa: That would… Displease you. I know that look. [clasping hands around SCP-4171-1] You can tell me if I’m wrong, but… I get the sense you can’t stop me from doing that. This is a game to you. I’d spoil it by showing you. SCP-4171-2: …Imagine if you were the last line of defense, holding that coin like a bargaining chip. [Dr. Testa is alerted to security outside the cell] Dr. Testa: …No other lines of defense? SCP-4171-2: None. [Dr. Testa receives orders to return SCP-4171-1. Dr. Testa lays it down with reverse side up and slides it toward SCP-4171-2] Dr. Testa: Well, I’m not here to ruin anyone’s fun. [SCP-4171-2 maintains silence for ██ seconds before unclenching its jaw and fists and shifting its gaze to SCP-4171-1] SCP-4171-2: Then call it. Dr. Testa: You want me to toss it again? SCP-4171-2: Yes. Dr. Testa: What happens if I do? SCP-4171-2: What do you think will happen? [Dr. Testa is permitted to answer the question] Dr. Testa: Nothing on tails, based on my last toss. It’s heads I’m worried about. SCP-4171-2: How likely do you think that is? Dr. Testa: I can’t divulge what we know or… [SCP-4171-2 looks back up at Dr. Testa] SCP-4171-2: You. Not the data. [Dr. Testa is permitted to answer the question] Dr. Testa: I’m not… well-versed in probability. Or mintage. But… [lifting SCP-4171-1 slightly] It does feel balanced. Which would mean equal chance of heads or tails. So if your word and my senses are to be believed, it’s… up in the air. SCP-4171-2: Call it. Dr. Testa: …Tails. [Dr. Testa tosses SCP-4171-1. It lands tails. Dr. Testa takes a deep breath] Dr. Testa: Do you know the chances on this thing? SCP-4171-2: It’s a fair coin. Dr. Testa: I don’t have to be a mathematician to doubt that. [SCP-4171-2 slowly retrieves and begins flipping SCP-4171-1] Dr. Testa: You haven’t been explicit in how a fair coin could consistently land tails. Or… what that means to you. [SCP-4171-2 closes its fist around SCP-4171-1] SCP-4171-2: What it means to… me. [Dr. Testa nods] SCP-4171-2: …Breathe. [Dr. Testa instinctively holds breath. Atmosphere in cell is surveyed. When no toxins are detected, Dr. Testa breathes] SCP-4171-2: Again. [Dr. Testa breathes more naturally] SCP-4171-2: Again. Dr. Testa: You’re telling me to do something my body instinctively does. What do you think you're doing? SCP-4171-2: Calling it. Dr. Testa: …I don’t follow. SCP-4171-2: Because you don’t know how many times this coin has been tossed. [Dr. Testa does not respond] SCP-4171-2: ████████ times. Over ███ years. By ██ different individuals. Dr. Testa: ██, including you and I? [SCP-4171-2 does not respond] Dr. Testa: Who were these individuals? SCP-4171-2: Those who survived. And those who asked questions. Dr. Testa: Not mutually exclusive, I hope? [SCP-4171-2 does not respond] Dr. Testa: I assume by “those who asked questions,” you refer to people who questioned you in this manner? SCP-4171-2: In the same lab coat, for the same reason, under the same foundation. Dr. Testa: You’re saying that researchers working for my… organization have interviewed you before? [SCP-4171-2 does not respond] Dr. Testa: We have no records of any prior interview. [SCP-4171-2 faces camera. This is the first time SCP-4171-2 has acknowledged surveillance in its cell] Dr. Testa: Please direct your attention toward me. [SCP-4171-2 reestablishes eye contact with Dr. Testa] Dr. Testa: Let me ask you another question. You said there were… survivors? [SCP-4171-2 starts to flip SCP-4171-1 again] Dr. Testa: What did they survive? SCP-4171-2: The odds. [It is observed that SCP-4171-2 matches the inhalations of Dr. Testa with tosses of SCP-4171-1. Dr. Testa is informed, who contemplates this discovery] Dr. Testa: I think I understand now. [SCP-4171-2 stops flipping SCP-4171-1] Dr. Testa: These… odds are stacked against us. You look at us the way we look at that coin. SCP-4171-2: This is not the universe where you win. [SCP-4171-2 sets SCP-4171-1 down on its edge, with the obverse side facing Dr. Testa] Dr. Testa: Do we lose when you see its face? [SCP-4171-2 spins SCP-4171-1. Both Dr. Testa and SCP-4171-2 watch it, though the latter closes its eyes when SCP-4171-1 begins to wobble. It lands tails] Dr. Testa: …It's… just a coin that can't flip heads. [Dr. Testa looks at SCP-4171-2. It does not open its eyes. Dr. Testa sighs] Dr. Testa: I’m concluding this interview for the time being. We will continue this at some point in the future. [Dr. Testa stands up] Dr. Testa: Please let the guards know if there is anything you need. [Dr. Testa begins walking toward the exit] SCP-4171-2: I… [Dr. Testa stops and faces SCP-4171-2] SCP-4171-2: Want you… [SCP-4171-2 slides SCP-4171-1 forward, and looks up at Dr. Testa] SCP-4171-2: To toss this coin. One more time. Dr. Testa: …For the end of the world. [SCP-4171-2 does not respond] [Dr. Testa returns to the table. He flips SCP-4171-1 onto the table. It lands tails] Dr. Testa: Guess I won't be seeing it anytime soon. [Dr. Testa exits the cell] <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4171-2 appeared to track Dr. Aurelio Testa with its eyes following the interview. This lasted until Dr. Testa was killed in a car accident3 twenty-seven hours later, at which point SCP-4171-2 resumed flipping SCP-4171-1. Subsequent attempts to communicate with SCP-4171-2 were met with unresponsiveness. SCP-4171-2 has not ceased to flip SCP-4171-1. As of 01/01/2023, all recorded tosses have been tails. Footnotes 1. The exception occurs when SCP-4171-1 is launched into a trajectory calculated to result in heads, a method which removes the intuitive concept of probability from the toss. Refer to Experiment Log 4171-1. 2. Or any such object with obverse and reverse sides, with the latter established and possible. 3. Per protocol, the death was investigated for foul play or anomalous causes. No such factors were uncovered. 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SCP-4172 | euclid | LiterallyMechanical The Artist, by LiterallyMechanical For the rest of my work, check out LiterallyMechanical's Author Page A few of my favorites: SCP-5236 — Ethics Committee Inquest SCP-3163 — The Almanack SCP-4170 — The Dark Item #: SCP-4172 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4172 is to be secured in a standard minimal-threat humanoid containment cell, and is to be provided with the standard nourishment and amenities befitting an adult human. "Got Your Back" anti-psionic protocols are in effect for Foundation researchers and security officers tasked with in-person interaction with SCP-4172. All security personnel assigned to SCP-4172 must place in the 95th percentile or higher on the Heller-Oteski Innate Psionic Resistance scale. Any researchers with access to SCP-4172 who score below the 95th percentile on the IPR scale must be accompanied by 2 or more qualified Security personnel during testing and experimentation, and shall undergo monthly psychological screening to detect potential psionic manipulation. A sedative (250 mg of Quetiapine) is to be administered orally on a nightly basis. The bodily remains of SCP-4172 require no extraordinary containment procedures, and have been preserved in accordance with standard deceased human-anomaly storage protocols. Description: SCP-4172 was an adult human male, 32 years of age at time of death. As a Class-I reality bender, SCP-4172 was capable of performing strictly limited, persistent transmutations of small amounts of matter via skin contact. This anomalous trait allowed SCP-4172 to transform liquid water into India ink at a rate of 10 to 15 milliliters per minute, a technique allegedly employed by SCP-4172 in its occupation as an artist. In most other respects, SCP-4172 was physiologically indistinguishable from a non-anomalous human, though medical records indicated a history of mood disorders and intermittent substance abuse throughout much of its adolescence and adult life. There is conflicting evidence as to what, if any, telepathic abilities were possessed by SCP-4172. Social acquaintances of the anomaly effusively lauded the exceptional skills of SCP-4172 as an artist in visual media, with many highlighting its "innovative" and "groundbreaking" ink-on-paper art. However, few professed to be "close" friends, and no interviewed subjects displayed any signs of psionic interference or manipulation. Furthermore, SCP-4172 was characterized by several as a "quiet" or "laid-back" man, contravening the megalomaniacal, narcissistic demeanor exhibited by most psionic humanoid anomalies and casting doubt upon its designation as a compulsion-capable telepath. However, SCP-4172 was able to quickly and totally suborn the loyalty of at least one Foundation Agent, allowing it to operate undetected by the Foundation at-large for a period of at least six months. It is hypothesized by some researchers that SCP-4172 exercised an unusual degree of self-control for a telepathic anomaly, voluntarily limiting its influence to a single, tactically crucial individual rather than exhibiting typical cult- or harem-building behavior. GYB anti-psionic protocols were maintained as a precautionary measure for the duration of its containment. SCP-4172 first came to the attention of the Foundation during a routine internal security audit of MTF Zeta-Zeta ("Stardusters"), the Task Force assigned to on-the-ground surveillance of anomalous individuals within guerrilla performance-art groups, subversive theatrical troupes, underground art studios, and other insular creative spaces resistant to infiltration. During the audit, the Internal Affairs department discovered unexplained financial and communications discrepancies in the personal accounts of MTF Zeta-Zeta-F, re-designated as PoI 4172-1. Further investigation uncovered evidence that PoI 4172-1 was sheltering an anomalous individual, now known as SCP-4172, in his own personal residence in Brooklyn, New York. PoI 4172-1 was immediately disavowed by the Foundation. Anti-psionic personnel of MTF Psi-6 ("Psly Dogs") were sent in for retrieval, due to concerns that PoI 4172-1 had fallen under the telepathic influence of a then-untested anomaly. PoI 4172-1 was killed in the ensuing confrontation, and SCP-4172 was successfully retrieved. An audio transcript of the retrieval is available under Audio Log 4172-A [Acquisition], below. Audio Log 4172-A [Acquisition] Background audio: Sound of door-breaching charge. MTF Psi-6E: On the ground! Both of you! Now! PoI 4172-1: Don't shoot! MTF Psi-6E: On the ground! PoI 4172-1: Run! [Unintelligible]. Go! SCP-4172: Honey? Who- PoI 4172-1: Go- Background audio: Sound of 3 gunshots. Video recording confirms that PoI 4172-1 had drawn a weapon, prompting MTF Psi-6E to open fire. SCP-4172: [Screaming] MTF Psi-6E: Do not move! On the ground, right now! SCP-4172 complies. There are no further coherent vocalizations as SCP-4172 is taken into Foundation custody. SCP-4172 self-terminated after 32 days in containment. Autopsy results list the cause of death as massive cerebral hemorrhage and multiple organ failure, induced by the transmutation of roughly 50 ml of blood into India ink within the circulatory system of SCP-4172. Please input Level-2 credentials to access Figure 4172-1. Level-2 access granted. Figure 4172-1: An article of bedding retrieved from the containment cell of SCP-4172, shortly postmortem. |
SCP-4173 | euclid | SCP-4173 - The House on Hadley Hill ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL The following file describes a hostile anomalous entity, and is Level 2/4173 classified. Unauthorized access is forbidden. 4173 Item#: 4173 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: caution link to memo SCP-4173. Special Containment Procedures: Access to the structure containing SCP-4173 is forbidden. Personnel may only interact with SCP-4173 with permission from the current Site-94 research head. Individuals affected by SCP-4173 are to be remanded to the Site-94 infirmary for analysis. SCP-4173. Description: SCP-4173 is a small access door in the cellar beneath an abandoned house near Mt. Zion, Georgia, USA. The abandoned house is colloquially known as the "House on Hadley Hill", named after the ridge on which the house is located, Hadley Ridge. Access to the house was limited significantly after heavy rains in 1993 washed away the road leading to the structure, forcing individuals to climb the steep incline of the ridge behind the house ("Hadley's Hill") if they wanted to access the home. If SCP-4173 is left open for a period of time1, persons nearby will hear a voice coming from within the wall past the door. This voice will inquire who the individual is and why they took so long to come, and will then ask to see the subject's hand, as the voice has trouble seeing. If the subject puts their hand through the door they will invariably experience a sharp jerking motion and, upon removal of their arm, will find their hand severed at the wrist, as if by a sharp metal instrument. Afterwards the voice will thank the subject, and assure them not to worry about their severed hand, and that it will be replaced. Sometime later as the subject is sleeping a decaying, elderly hand will appear somewhere on or in the subject's body. This hand will share no genetic similarities with the subject. The hand's proximity to the severed wrist appears to be directly related to how polite the subject was when interacting with the voice within SCP-4173. Subjects who experience this phenomenon often report feelings of uncertainty and paranoia when observing the hand. While the hand is fully functional regardless of where it appears on the body, it will continue to decay2 until it passes through putrescence and becomes bone. The hand will continue to function, though affected subjects report having no feeling in the hand past this point, except for an occasional warm, wet, lingering sensation. Subjects who refuse to put their hands into SCP-4173 after engaging with the voice will be violently pulled through SCP-4173 if they attempt to leave. How this happens is unknown, but is invariably fatal. Subject are pulled by the point on their body closest to the door, and forced through despite the obvious disparity in size between the door and their body. In most cases this results in an immediate shattering, splitting, and spilling of the body as it is pulled through. After all interactions with SCP-4173, the door will close on its own afterwards. Addendum 4173.1: Local Folklore Concerning SCP-4173 According to local legend, the house was previously occupied by an unnamed elderly woman. The legend states that when the road was washed out in the early 90s, the woman was no longer able to get into town for food and had no family to check on her. In her desperation and starvation, she consumed her own limbs to survive. Having consumed her own hands, she was unable to free herself from the cellar after accidentally falling in while searching for insects or vermin to eat, and died there. Locals who have encountered the house have described hearing rubbing against the walls, and the woman's voice speaking to them from beneath the ground. Appropriately, the urban legend surrounding the anomaly is referred to as "Old Hadley". Addendum 4173.2 Testing Log Note: The following test was conducted using D-94-322 with the permission of Dr. Tanner Barnes, Site-94. D-94-322: It's dark as shit down here - what am I supposed to be seeing? Dr. Andrews: Walk towards the east wall. The ceiling is low over there, so watch your head. You'll see it when you get there. D-94-322: East? Dr. Andrews: Turn left. D-94-322: Oh, alright. (Pauses) Man, this place is spooky as shit, you know that? Dr. Andrews: I promise, there's nothing in that room right now that can hurt you. D-94-322: Right now? Dr. Andrews: Just keep walking. Once you're done down there, we'll pull you out. D-94-322: Alright. (Pause) Ah, fuck. Dr. Andrews: Watch your head. D-94-322: I know, I know, shit. Just on edge, is all. (Silence) D-94-322: Alright, here's the wall. What am I supposed to be seeing here? Dr. Andrews: There's a little door, maybe five feet to your left. You see it? D-94-322: Hang on… (pauses) Yeah, I see it. It's closed. Dr. Andrews: Open it. D-94-322: What's in there? Dr. Andrews: Nothing, just open it. D-94-322: That's bullshit, we both know it. (Sighs) Alright, hang on. (Sound of the door being opened.) D-94-322: Alright, it's open. Now what? Dr. Andrews: Do you see anything in there? D-94-322: Uh- (pauses) -no. It's just dark. Some cobwebs. Dirt. (Pauses) Why is this little door here? Is this some pet door or something? You'd have to be… I dunno, pretty small to get in here. Dr. Andrews: Agreed. Just hang tight, and let me know when you hear anything. We won't keep you there long. D-94-322: Alright. 34 minutes pass. Extraneous dialogue removed. D-94-322: Whoa, shit! Dr. Andrews: What happened? D-94-322: Something just fucking moved past the door. Holy shit. I definitely saw that. Holy shit. What was that shit? Dr. Andrews: The entity in the wall is why you're down there, we- D-94-322: The fuck, you said there wasn't anything down here. Dr. Andrews: Nothing down there that can hurt you, yes. If you follow my instructions, you'll be fine. Can you hear anything? D-94-322: I don't- hang on. (Pauses) Hello? There's someone talking. Who's there? Unidentified Voice: Oh thank goodness. I wasn't sure you'd be able to find me. What took you so long? D-94-322: I don't, I- Dr. Andrews: Tell it that the road is out, and you had to find another way up. D-94-322: Uh, the road is out, I had to find another way up. Unidentified Voice: Oh yes, the rain washed it out. I was worried I wouldn't ever get to see another person again, being stuck up here. (Pauses) Can you see me? D-94-322: I- uh, no, Dr. Andrews, who is that in the- Unidentified Voice: Come over here a little closer, I can't see you properly either. Dr. Andrews: It's fine, you can get closer. Just don't touch the door. Sound of shuffling. D-94-322: Hello? Unidentified Voice: Oh, there you are. (Pauses) I'm sorry, I can't see like I used to. It's so dark in here, and it's been so long. Reach out here and let me feel your hand, so I can tell you're really there. D-94-322: What? No, what the fuck? Hell no. I'm not putting my hand in there. Unidentified Voice: Come now, don't be rude. I just want to feel that you're there. It's been so long. Just a touch. D-94-322: Get fucked bitch, I'm not getting my hands anywhere near this spooky-ass hole in the wall. Dr. Andrews: Alright, look, you're going to have to. We haven't been able to recover anyone who refuses to do this - I can't guarantee your safety unless you put your hand in the wall. D-94-322: What the fuck? Are you kidding me? Let me guess - I don't put my shit in there and I end up dead? Dr. Andrews: We're not certain. You will need to put your hand in the wall, though, if you want to get out of there. D-94-322: This is bullshit. (Pauses) God dammit, this is bullshit. (Pauses) Alright. Shuffling sound. D-94-322: Alright, I've got my hand in there. Now what? Unidentified Voice: Oh, I can see you now. You're right there. Thank you for coming. It has been so long since someone came, and with a gift as well? Sweetling, you're so kind. So kind to me. D-94-322: Gift? What? Unidentified Voice: It's so dark and lonesome, and I've just been so hungry for such a long time. Thank you sweetling. I'll take it from you - your gift. You're such a rude little shit, you don't deserve it. You've had it for too long, and you don't deserve it. It's mine now. Mine for my belly. Thank you. D-94-322: Wha- Sound of D-94-322 being pulled against the wall followed by a thick, wet, ripping sound. D-94-322: Oh god, oh god, oh fuck, oh- (passes out) Unidentified Voice: Don't worry, you ungrateful whore child. Don't worry. I'll fill you up too. You can have mine. I'll give it to you. Sweet boy. Good boy. Fill you up. Sound of door closing. Shortly after the end of this exchange, an extraction team entered the cellar and removed D-94-322, who had passed out from shock. D-94-322 was moved to the Site-94 infirmary and stabilized. After two days in observation at Site-94, D-94-322 was observed to have a large, pustulous growth emerging from the right side of his head. Upon realizing this, the subject panicked, and the growth on his head began to put excessive pressure on his brain. The subject was rushed into the site trauma care center, but died en route. During the autopsy, it was discovered that the growth on the subject's head was in fact a decaying, elderly hand that had appeared between the subject's brain and skull, breaking the skull and putting considerable pressure on the brain. The hand continued to clutch and claw at the brain for several hours after death. Footnotes 1. Typically between 20 minutes to one hour. 2. 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SCP-4174 | safe | ADULT CONTENT This article contains adult content that may not be suitable for all readers. Graphic depiction of blood, gore or mutilation of body parts Features sexual themes or language, but does not depict sexual acts. Explicit depiction of sexual acts. Features non-consensual sexual acts. Depiction of severe mistreatment of children Depiction of self-harm Depiction of suicide Depiction of torture Depiction of pregnancy as body horror. If you are above the age of 18+ and wish to read such content, then you may click Continue to view said content. Continue Back to Front Page ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ The following page contains references to extreme gore, sexual violence, and grotesque imagery. Read at your own discretion. close Info X SCP-4174: Mother of Many ⚠️ Content warning: This article contains references to extreme gore, sexual violence, and grotesque imagery. Ideas Thread: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/forum/t-12841011/mother-of-many Draft Thread: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/forum/t-12848601/mother-of-many 81.92% (+77) 18.08% (-17) -% (+0) -% (-0) Replaces "ITEM#:" text SCP-4174 LEVEL2 RESTRICTED CONTAINMENT CLASS: safe THREAT CLASS: green DISRUPTION CLASS: vlam RISK CLASS: notice link to memo Item#: {$item-number} Level2 Containment Class: {$container-class} Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: {$disruption-class} Risk Class: {$risk-class} link to memo Assigned Site Site-17 Site Director Sophia Light Research Head Edward Gauss Assigned Task Force Gamma-12 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4174 is to be held in a containment cell capable of housing 10 humanoids. Because of SCP-4174's self-sustaining capabilities, regular interaction is not required. If the number of SCP-4174-1 instances exceeds 10, the third oldest instance is to be terminated. The oldest and second oldest instances are to be kept alive for potential future experimentation concerning the effects of aging. At least one member of Level 3 Security staff must be present during any and all experimentation on SCP-4174 in order to prevent disruption by instances of SCP-4174-1. Description: SCP-4174 is the corpse of an obese 89 year old woman perpetually in livor mortis.1 SCP-4174 will spontaneously generate a fertilized egg in its womb, which will go through a normal birth cycle, from gestation to birth, within a forty week period. Immediately after giving birth, SCP-4174 will produce another fertilized egg,2 which will develop and be born in forty weeks, repeating the cycle. SCP-4174-1 are the entities born from SCP-4174; as of February 10th, 2019, there are currently four instances of SCP-4174-1. SCP-4174-1 are humanoids which constantly excrete light amounts of blood and pus similar to that found on newborn infants. SCP-4174-1 remain connected to SCP-4174 through their umbilical cord. If this umbilical cord is severed, SCP-4174-1 will enter a highly panicked state in which they will run to SCP-4174 and start crying profusely, often shaking SCP-4174 or screaming incoherently at it, before expiring due to the onset of stress-induced cardiac arrest. SCP-4174-1 instances maintain an intelligence level comparable to that of a three year old child, and will often react to staff by crying,3 screaming, and attempting to flee. In situations in which SCP-4174-1 flee, they will attempt to carry SCP-4174 and bring it with them. Even when working together, they typically lack the strength to carry SCP-4174. The current oldest SCP-4174-1 instance is believed to be roughly 20 years old. 14 loose umbilical cords appear to have been severed prior to containment4 with an additional three severed during experimentation. Along with continuing to produce SCP-4174-1 instances, the breasts of SCP-4174 will lactate profuse amounts of human breast milk, which the instances will drink as their only required form of sustenance. Each instance of SCP-4174-1 has been seen drinking roughly four liters of breast milk from SCP-4174 a day. Discovery: SCP-4174 was discovered on January 17th, 2019, in Baltimore, Maryland, USA, after several reports of "unsettling moaning" coming from a home in the Brooklyn Homes district, originating from [REDACTED], home to the Totenmich family. Upon police investigation, SCP-4174 was discovered in the basement. Foundation Intelligence Agents embedded in Baltimore Police reported this to the Foundation and all police officers were amnesticized. The family was not amnesticized until after initial interviews. SCP-4174 has been confirmed to be Audrey Totenmich, who was the oldest member of the family living in the household. Addendum #1: Interview Log 4174/LeonardTotenmich-01: The following interview was conducted by Junior Researcher Luna Weiss with Leonard Totenmich, the eldest son of Audrey Totenmich, as part of routine background information investigation. Luna: Alright, let's start at the beginning: how long have you known of Audrey Totenmich in her current form? Leonard: Uh, well, it was pretty sudden, way back in, 2001 I think? Early 2001. I just want to double check, I'm not gonna be arrested for this? Luna: Not if you cooperate. Do you know of the possible circumstances leading up to her assuming this form? Leonard: Well, it just sort of… happened. One day she got pregnant out of nowhere, everyone was bickering over how she could be pregnant since, well, she's 89, but also who the father was. When the time came around she gave birth, the docs cut the cord, and it cried so much… I don't think I'll ever get those cries out of my head… the baby went limp after, dead after only a few minutes. Doc said it was rare but does happen so we didn't think too much about the death at the time. Luna: How many times did this phenomenon happen before her passing? Leonard: Three times. On the fourth, she didn't make it, but the baby did. We didn't go to the hospital this time, we figured something was off and we don't want to have her reputation be smeared as a skank. We cut the cord again and the baby died, but then she… kept going, she kept giving birth, every nine months, over and over. You don't know stress till you're helping a corpse give birth so you can kill the baby right after. After a while, we decided to just stop cutting the cord and hope that would keep them alive. It did, but, well, they weren't really people. Luna: So you decided to keep her in the basement? Leonard: We didn't know what to do, we couldn't show this to someone or we'd get the FBI up in our bonnets, no offense, and the kids seemed to live fine without any of us helping, so we just… let it be. Kept it as a dark family secret. Never invite anyone over in case they hear it or wander into it. Luna: Understood. Thank you for your cooperation, we will have an agent come in momentarily to help you remember more details. Subsequent interviews with the five children and 14 grandchildren of Audrey Totenmich whom could be contacted revealed little additional information. WARNING: Level 4/4174 Clearance Required. Level 4/4174 Clearance Verified Addendum #2: Investigation 4174/PoI-A4174-01: Investigation into Audrey Totenmich's social media has shown numerous posts shaming individuals who live promiscuous lifestyles, referring to them as "Sluts", "Skanks", "Whores", etc. Many of these posts are directed at Lily Totenmich, a granddaughter of Audrey Totenmich. Investigation of Lily's social media shows that she led a sexually active lifestyle, regularly discussing sex and sexual partners. Prior to the currently believed date of creation of SCP-4174 ("Early 2001"), Audrey Totenmich made the following post: ok i am fucking done ive had it with lily we all know what a fucking god disgracing whore she is sleeping with a new man and dykes every day but this crosses the line. lily had the gall to blame me for her getting fired at her last few jobs and for losing her bf (god only knows which one). its not my fault shes a disgusting slut that brings shame to her otherwise good christian family, all i did was let them know this so they know the kind of sinner there putting themselves near. lily is not invited to christmas or new years this year, we dont want the stench of 50 men and 10 dykes pussy juice making a mockery of the birth of christ. i am disowning her and everyone who sees this you should too there is no good reason for her to be living this lifestyle let alone get mad when she gets called out for it All attempts to contact Lily Totenmich have failed. Intelligence Agents visited her home near The Block,5 after no response the agents entered the building to find numerous Thaumaturgic Runes, trace amounts of sulfur, fire damage to objects around the Thaumaturgic Runes, and abundant amounts of human semen, lubricant, and other miscellaneous sexual fluids. DNA from the sexual fluids match that of the mother for all SCP-4174-1 instances. Lily Totenmich has been officially labeled PoI-A4174-1 and marked for further investigation. Addendum #3: Interview Log 4174/PoI-A4174-1/RichardBoreman-01: The following interview was conducted by Junior Researcher Luna Weiss with Richard Boreman, the last known romantic or sexual partner of PoI-A4174-1 according to her social media profile. Richard: Didn't know the FBI was cracking down on prostitution so hard. Luna: A lot of people don't know a lot of things. When did you first meet Lily? Richard: First met? Probably like, back in 2000, but we were only acquaintances, friend of a friend you know? We didn't really start to, uh, "get to know each other" until a few years ago. Luna: When and where did you last see Lily? Richard: Down at The Block, like eight months ago, the only lady who never charged anyone. We had way too much fun those days. I had to stop though, part 'cause I was feeling really tired and out of it all the time,6 part cause I had a harder time actually finding her. Luna: Do you know of possible methods of finding Lily? Richard: Nah, she went dark, last thing I heard from her was something about a group she joined? Don't know what kind of deal could've made her need to disappear but it is what it is I guess. Luna: Did you notice any differences between her when you first met her in 2000 and recently? Richard: Oh god yeah, she got a lot hotter, a lot hornier, and a lot more active. Had way more sex all the time and always got super into it. Just between you and me, honestly made it a little hard to concentrate when she was around, she was that damn good. Luna: Are you familiar at all with Lily's grandmother, Audrey Totenmich? Richard: Wish I wasn't, you know how women can be after sex, always talking about their problems and shit, and every time it was some nonsense about her granny, getting real sad. Said stuff like "She was awful but she doesn't deserve this, I'm only making her problem worse," stuff like that. She was always eager to go again after it though so whatever. Luna: You mentioned a group earlier, could you elaborate? Richard: Not really, I think she called it a syndicate but didn't give a name, only talked about it once and I was only half listening. I just remember it was really weird. Luna: Understood, thank you for your cooperation. Another agent will be with you briefly for routine documentation. Further interviews with previous romantic and sexual partners of PoI-A4174-1 reveal little additional information. The current estimate of individuals who have had sexual relationships with PoI-A4174-1 prior to her disappearance and after the suspected anomaly creation date ("Early 2001") exceeds 1,000 people, primarily in Maryland and bordering states. Each instance of SCP-4174-1 matched in DNA to the earliest known individuals, with each subsequent SCP-4174-1 following this list of men in chronological order. It is believed that there will be one SCP-4174-1 instance for every male, one born every forty weeks, and thus SCP-4174 will continue to give birth for an estimated 735 years or longer if PoI-A4174-1 continues. Addendum #4: Incident Report 4174/PoI-A4174-1/01: Attempts were made using the sulfur from PoI-A4174-1's home to contact a suspected Tartarean entity. Upon beginning of the ritual, all current instances of SCP-4174-1 began screaming at 120 dB and attempted to move themselves and SCP-4174 to the corner of its room furthest away from where the ritual was carried out. Ultimately the ritual failed as the Tartarean entity could not be summoned.7 Following this, SCP-4174-1 instances became noticeably more distressed in the presence of staff who participated in the ritual. Rather than fleeing from these staff members as expected, SCP-4174-1 lie on the floor in a fetal position, shaking violently, in addition to crying and screaming. Addendum #5: Recovered Document 4174/PoI-A4174-1/01: After an estimated 12 failed attempts at tracking PoI-A4174-1, Foundation Intelligence Agents imbedded in the social media and tech industry uncovered a heavily corrupted, discarded chatlog between "LilyCherryPopper" (believed to be PoI-A4174-1) and "NeedMoreForma" (now categorized as PoI-A4174-2). The chat contained numerous cognitohazards, including a strong antimemetic effect causing the reader to dismiss the chat log. This document has been cleaned of cognitohazards and pieced together to the best of Foundation File Recovery ability, and can be read below. NeedMoreForma 05/28/18 Lily, we need to talk. LilyCherryPopper 05/28/18 Aww, does daddy need some loving~? NeedMoreForma 05/28/18 We found your deal maker. LilyCherryPopper 05/28/18 ? NeedMoreForma 05/28/18 The guy you made a deal with back in 2001, remember you were talking to me and some of the other guys about how you wanted to get back at the guy? LilyCherryPopper 05/28/18 WAIT REALLY??? NeedMoreForma 05/28/18 Believe so, if you want to come get him he's here for you at [COGNITOHAZARD REMOVED]8 LilyCherryPopper 05/28/18 OMG TY TY TY!!!!! NeedMoreForma 05/28/18 Hey, it doesn't matter a whole lot to me, just curious, what exactly do you plan on doing to him? LilyCherryPopper 05/28/18 Getting revenge. He lied to me about the deal, said my family would love me again, prove grandma wrong, that it would bring Ryan back, but all it did was steal my soul and made me cum hungry all the time. I want him to go through the absolute misery he put me through, and what he put grandma through. NeedMoreForma 05/28/18 Weren't you already cum hungry all the time? :P LilyCherryPopper 05/28/18 Little bit lol NeedMoreForma 05/28/18 Will you need the alienator? LilyCherryPopper 05/28/18 And much more, I'll start moving out tomorrow. Again thank you so so much I don't know how I could ever repay you. NeedMoreForma 05/28/18 It's what friends are for. Footnotes 1. The state of decomposition that occurs between 30 minutes and 2 hours of death, characterized by a settling of blood to the back of the body creating a purple red vein appearance, leaving the rest of the skin near pure white when pressure is applied. 2. The DNA of these eggs and the SCP-4174-1 instances created do not match that of SCP-4174 and have included several different male individuals. 3. It has been noted by staff working with SCP-4174 that these cries are higher in pitch than what would be expected, described as "Sounding like a highly distressed baby." 4. The umbilical cords are all cleanly cut, suggesting they were not separated by natural circumstances. 5. A 400 block area primarily containing adult entertainment including strip clubs, sex shops, and illegal prostitution. 6. Known symptom of abnormally low orgone energy. 7. This is highly unusual behavior for a Tartarean entity, as typically they will always accept being summoned so they can make deals for souls, their primary food source. 8. This text was an informational cognitive lock, and thus was effectively incomprehensible causing mild headaches in people who read it. It is presumed that PoI-4174/01 was inoculated with a matching informational cognitive key to allow proper viewing. Attempts at recreating the possible cognition key are ongoing. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4174" by DesertMoonGW, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4174. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4176 | keter | Objects recovered from an SCP-4176 event. Item #: SCP-4176 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4176 events are to be prefaced to the civilian population as arms tests. Foundation agents planted in Adna are to administer amnestics upon an SCP-4176 event. Objects found produced from SCP-4176 events are to be used as Foundation assets. Description: SCP-4176 is a yearly reoccurring phenomenon affecting the Adna Post Office in Adna, Washington, typically occurring within the last week of January. SCP-4176 events begin with the sudden launching of an unmarked, customized ICBM in the Pacific Ocean1. Upon launch, the missile will be directed towards the unincorporated territory of Adna, WA, and land in the field in front of the area's post office. No civilians have been harmed as a result of an SCP-4176 event. All missiles involved in SCP-4176 events feature secured hatches, with the phrases "taxes for (year) fiscal year" and "to: internal revenue(sic)2 service, washington usa" spray-painted across the surface. The contents within the hatch are typically objects possessing large monetary value such as precious jewels, paintings, and other similar items. Below is a list of objects recovered from SCP-4176 events. Year: 2010 Object Log: Deed to a downtown Manhattan private parking garage, 50 kg of 16th-century gold coins, 15 sable fur coats, 75% of a well-preserved mammoth carcass. Year: 2011 Object Log: 'The Scream' by Edward Munch (verified to not be a replica), five wrapped Publix submarine BLT sandwiches. Year: 2012 Object Log: 75 kg of radiant-cut rubies, 1952 Topps Mickey Mantle baseball card, Fender 1968 Stratocaster autographed by Jimi Hendrix, five boxes of Gurkha Black Dragon Cigars. Year: 2013 Object Log: "Landscape with Cottages" by Rembrandt van Rijn, 693 liters of Y-909, three mint condition first edition copies of Magic: the Gathering card 'Black Lotus'. Year: 2014 Object Log: A padded case containing twenty humanoid figurines accompanied by a certificate of authenticity signed by Dr. Wondertainment, 25% of a moderately preserved mammoth carcass, one framed image of a guinea pig chewing on a carrot. Year: 2015 Object Log: A single capsule of SCP-500. Year: 2016 Object Log: Golden Buddha statue, one wooden chalice, one portrait of John D. Rockefeller, the Voyager 1 space probe, eighteen goats, the Coca-Cola recipe, one ornate gold key (lock unknown). Addendum: SCP-4176 did not occur as expected in 2017. Observation of Adna continued throughout February and March. Instead, SCP-4176 occurred in April of that year. Year: 2017 Object Log: Deed to Tojo Una Una Island, 800 shares in stock in Amazon.com Inc. Of note, the message written on the missile used for SCP-4176 differed from the norm, reading: "hello yes pls accept as payment for the tax of 2017 fiscal year thank u. sorry for is late, dado go 2 vacation w/ hamster". Footnotes 1. The location of these launches is not consistent and has changed every SCP-4176 event. 2. To date, the word "revenue" has not yet been spelled correctly, though many different variations have appeared on the exterior of the missiles. More From This Author More From This Author Uncle Nicolini's Works SCPs SCP-057-INT • SCP-3085 • SCP-4934 • SCP-7725 • Abraka David's Proposal • SCP-MYSTERY-J • SCP-1712 • SCP-7112 • SCP-1841 • SCP-6161 • SCP-1799 • SCP-6832 • SCP-6911 • SCP-7926 • SCP-4967 • Tales/GoI Formats SCP-5057 Additional Documentation • The Corncrake Of Destiny • Adoption Poster: Darius! • UIU File: 2008-021 • Project Koza, 1942 • Drunkenly Stumbling Down Memory Lane • The Hermit, Death, and The Devil • HOGSLICE vs bones • What Came After • Dr. Cimmerian Hits Reply All • Myocardial Infarction • Parawatch Intro Thread • Dark Sushi File No. 995 "Suisame" • The Remains Of The Day • Halloween Anthology In Boring 2021 • Other Sciptember 2022 Art Highlights • uncle nicolini author page • Ode To The Unknown Author • ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4176" by djkaktus & Uncle Nicolini, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4176. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: treasure.png Name: Treasure in Křivoklát castle, Rakovník District.jpg Author: Jiří Sedláček License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4177 | keter | Item #: SCP-4177 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4177 manifestations are to be tracked and noted globally by Foundation agents embedded in any and all professions, and MTF Chi-9 ("Page Turners") are to be dispatched to remove the documents where possible. 200 instances are to be stored at Site-09, which specialises in the handling of anomalous documents, and any additional copies are to be incinerated on recovery. No Foundation personnel are to read SCP-4177 outside of testing. Any known SCP-4177-1 instances are to be apprehended and held in Foundation custody; if employment is impossible or undesirable, they are to be placed on a high-calorie diet until their body-weight is more than double their ideal weight (as determined by a Foundation nutritionist), instructed to call the number on the relevant SCP-4177 instance, and left unobserved until an ω event occurs. They may then be released into the civilian population, with Class-F amnestics/memory realignments where necessary. Description: SCP-4177 are pamphlets and flyers of varying size, appearing spontaneously in various locations worldwide. No direct pattern in location has yet been observed, but all instances to date have manifested in dense urban areas, and typically show preference for those with a higher proportion of overweight or obese residents. All manifestations occur when the area in question is completely unobserved. While the exact contents of SCP-4177 are variable, each instance will advertise some method of weight-loss, ranging from extensive and invasive surgery to "the magic of moon cyrstals (sic)". The syntactic and grammatical structure of the text is universally poor, and frequently includes extensive run-on sentences, seemingly irrelevant details, and a severe lack of understanding of human biology, to the extent that some instances appear to refer to different kingdoms of life entirely. Despite these errors, all instances will refer to the human species by name, and the document will always conclude with a valid phone number (exact nature dependant on the region the instance manifests in). This phone number will always be unregistered within the area in question. Human subjects who have read SCP-4177 and attempted to call the telephone number advertised will become instances of SCP-4177-1. When they next enter deep sleep unobserved1, an ω event will occur — the exact nature of this event is yet unknown due to the aforementioned requirement, but the SCP-4177-1 instance will wake up the following morning with their body-mass reduced by exactly one half. This missing biomass will have been seamlessly removed, leaving no signs of any entry into the body, and while most will come from areas of excess fat, a small (i.e. survivable) amount will be taken from every bodily organ2. To date, no adverse health conditions have resulted from use of SCP-4177 with -1 instances whose 'ideal' body weight was less than 50% of their pre-SCP-4177 weight. In less overweight subjects, SCP-4177 can be severely damaging, and, in many cases, fatal. The fate of the biomass removed during an ω event is unknown. See addendum. Addendum | Incident SCP-4177-1551: On 1996-12-06 in Manchester, England, Mr. Gregor Wrasse (an instance of SCP-4177-1) underwent the first and only failed3 ω event recorded to date. At around 04:40 a.m., Wrasse was reportedly awoken by the sound of screaming, and opened the door to his bedroom to investigate. Upon seeing no-one there, noticing his own weight-loss, and hearing the screaming continue, he called the emergency services, relaying information about SCP-4177 when asked. The police department then alerted Foundation agents via OIS4 proxy, who arrived on the scene at 05:02 a.m.. When the building was searched, the body of Wrasse was discovered in the downstairs hallway of his house. The cause of death was determined to be a combination of strangulation and blunt-force trauma. An identical corpse was later found several streets away, naked, surrounded by SCP-4177 instances, with the cause of death apparently being the simultaneous failure of every major organ. In addition, traces of genetically matching blood and skin were found under the second corpse's fingernails, matching wounds on Wrasse's body. The subsequent posthumous examination was notable in that it revealed the mass of each corpse to be exactly equal. Footnotes 1. This extends to live viewing, audiovisual recording, and any form of monitoring sufficient to distinguish the subject's presence. 2. Cancerous cells are seemingly unaffected by SCP-4177, remaining at 100% mass even after multiple ω events. 3. Presumed failure. The motives of the creators of SCP-4177, if any, are yet unknown. 4. Occult Intelligence Service, the British intelligence agency handling Foundation communications and anomalous affairs. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4177" by MaliceAforethought, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4177. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4178 | euclid | SCP-4178 Item #: SCP-4178 Threat Level: Yellow ● Special Containment Procedures: As of recorded date 09/01/1998, all 19 retrieved instances of SCP-4178 (-1 to -19 respectively) are to be contained in vivariums no less than 10 m x 20 m, with small pools of water and a sandy substrate as interior. Male and female instances are to be contained separately to prevent further mating and the possible death of male instances. SCP-4178 specimens are to be only taken out of their vivarium's for testing purposes. SCP-4178-20 is kept in a standard containment locker with an internal temperature of -1°C. Every 2 weeks, no less than 2 Class-D personnel equipped with reinforced apiarist's suit are to be sent in the chamber to clean and collect any unnecessary webbing produced by the organisms. This behaviour is theorised to prevent web from building up in the abdomen of the instances and thus is considered normal. Any eggs located during cleaning sessions are to be immediately collected and stored in a well-lit freezer with an internal temperature that does not exceed 2º C. Description: SCP-4178 are a species of carnivorous arachnids resembling members of the Araneidae1 family. SCP-4178 possess the abdomen and wings of a Vespula germanica2. Analysis showed that the species of SCP-4178 is one of the largest flying arthropod to have existed, second to Meganeura monyi. SCP-4178 specimens have been shown to be able to produce venom in both the stinger and the fangs. Analysis has shown that the venom located in the stinger is much more potent than the venom in the fangs. It has been noted that female members of the species are significantly larger than the males, a common trait seen in regular spider and most wasp species. Male and female individuals have not shown any other sexual dimorphism. Instances of SCP-4178 were discovered in the cave of an abandoned village located in Spain, housing a colony of specimens comprising of around 50 individuals. A large hive was recovered along with 20 instances. The rest of the colony was killed during the recovery. Other colonies were discovered in the surrounding area and were subsequently eliminated. A cover scenario was created following the operation. DNA tests have shown that the SCP-4178 specimens possess a unique kind of DNA. No traces of Vespidae DNA have been found. SCP-4178 will leave a stung victim in a state of complete paralysis, followed by an anaphylactic shock after a few minutes. Soon afterwards, multiple instances of SCP-4178 will approach the paralyzed prey and will begin secreting a paste-like webbing from their spinneret glands located at the tip of their abdomen under the stinger and will start wrapping the prey with it. This process tends to take up to 40 minutes for humans; larger prey can take up to an hour to be fully covered by the webbing. Solidification of the cocoon usually takes up to 15 minutes. After solidifying, the web takes the appearance of a wasp nest. SCP-4178's species can be traced back to 240 million years ago in the middle of the Triassic period through fossil record. These ancestors didn't possess wings, unlike their modern relatives. Fossils found in █████ in the northern parts of Spain as well as near Santarem, Brazil, shows that these organisms built trapdoors in the floor using the paste-like silk. The first known fossil found with wing markings dates from 140 million years ago, during the late Jurassic era. + Testing Logs - Access Authorised Experiment Log 4178 - 1 Date: 02/10/20██ Purpose of the test: Research SCP-4178's behavior in the presence of a pompilid wasp. Test Subject: Pompilidae pepsis (Tarantula Hawk wasp) Test Result: Seven female instances of SCP-4178 were placed into the testing chamber. Once the SCP-4178 instances settled, ten Pompilidae pepsis were added to the testing chamber. Despite SCP-4178 size dwarfing Pompilidae pepsis, all SCP-4178s approached them with caution, keeping their distance. After approximately thirty seven minutes since testing began every SCP-4178 instance cornered themselves in the bottom left corner of the testing chamber, showing signs of being distressed and aggravated. Twenty four minutes later testing was discontinued as instances continued to be in this state for the remaining time. Test was repeated on male instances of SCP-4178 with the same result. Note: While this may be instinctual behaviour from SCP-4178, it could also be a sign of an expected intelligence level. Further testing with other species has been accepted to expand this theory. Experiment Log 4178 - 2 Date: 02/16/20██ Purpose of the test: Research SCP-4178's behavior in the presence of another large Arachnid. Test Subject: Theraphosa blondi (Goliath birdeater tarantula) Test Result: 3 SCP-4178 instances were placed into the testing chamber before a single Theraphosa blondi was brought in. Once the Theraphosa blondi was placed into the chamber all SCP-4178 instances ignored it, carrying on with their usual activity. Testing finished after 3 hours with no added result. Note: Compared to the test with the Pompilidae pepsis, this was an unexpected result. It has been requested that the Tarantula Hawk wasp test would be repeated but with a longer time duration than before. Experiment Log 4178 - 3 Date: 02/19/20██ Purpose of the test: Research SCP-4178's behavior in the presence of a pompilid wasp for a longer duration. Test Subject: Pompilidae pepsis (Tarantula Hawk wasp) Test Result: Test began with the same layout as Experiment log 4178 - 1. As expected the SCP-4178 instances repeated the same behaviour as the previous Pompilidae pepsis experiment, placing themselves in the bottom left corner of the chamber. After approximately 4 and half hours of this behaviour, one Pompilidae pepsis attacked one SCP-4178, stressing the instances and causing it to fly out of the corner. The instance that was attacked fell and the Pompilidae pepsis advanced onto the SCP-4178, paralyzing the instance. Another SCP-4178 instance flew out of the corner and eliminated the attacking Pompilidae pepsis. All other SCP-4178s joined it and attacked the remaining Pompilidae pepsis. The paralysed instance was recovered and monitored, analysis showed that the immunity system of the instance quickly rid the body of the Pompilidae's venom. Note: This test brought us an interesting fact. SCP-4178's immunity system appears to be extremely resilient to venom compared to other arthropod and even humans. Further analysis of the biology of SCP-4178 should be made as soon as possible. - Researcher W███ Experiment Log 4178 - 4 Date: 02/24/20██ Purpose of the test: Research whether SCP-4178 specimens can tell the difference between an inanimate object and a living being. Test Subject: Plastic mannequin representing a young woman, commonly used in clothing display. Test Result: Mannequin was placed in the center of the chamber. SCP-4178 specimen introduced in the room after approximately 2 minutes. SCP-4178 initiated flight and searched the chamber for 5 minutes before rapidly moving towards the mannequin. SCP-4178 started biting and stinging the mannequin but soon stopped. SCP-4178 proceeded to what appeared to be sensing the mannequin with its stinger. Test ended after SCP-4178 resumed roaming the room for 10 minutes. Note: Despite initially showing sign of aggressiveness toward the mannequin, the reaction of SCP-4178 after discovering the prey was not a living being shows a degree of intelligence not shown in most arthropods. It also seems that SCP-4178's species naturally sees humans as prey, this is deducted by observing SCP-4178's reaction upon locating the mannequin during flight and landing. Experiment Log 4178 - 5 Date: 03/02/20██ Purpose of the test: Research SCP-4178's behavior toward its ancestor. Test Subject: Ancestor of SCP-4178's species recovered from SCP-646, labeled SCP-4178-Ω Test Result: Female instance (designated SCP-4178-14) is introduced to the test chamber. After 5 minutes, SCP-4178-Ω is introduced to the chamber. SCP-4178-Ω is observed drumming for 25 seconds, SCP-4178-14 is soon afterwards observed to start shaking, after which, SCP-4178-Ω started moving toward SCP-4178-14 at a slow pace until fully facing SCP-4178-14's rear SCP-4178-Ω proceeded to rub his pedipalps on SCP-4178-14 then quickly retreated to a corner of the room; Test ended after 10 minutes of no further movements of the instances. SCP-4178-14 was retrieved and put in a vivarium until she laid an egg sac. The egg sac was quickly recovered. Analysis indicated that all the eggs were infertile. SCP-4178-14 was restored in the female vivarium shortly after. Note: Soon after the test ended, SCP-4178-Ω was placed in the male vivarium and appears to have been accepted by the other instances. It appears that SCP-4178-Ω's species used to use both pedipalps to prevent sperm competition between males. Experiment Log 4178 - 6 Date: 03/07/20██ Purpose of the test: Study SCP-4178's behavior toward another large flying arthropod. Test Subject: Meganeura brongniarti recovered from SCP-3057 Test Result: 4 SCP-4178 instances were introduced into the testing chamber before a lone Meganeura brongniarti was brought in. Once the Meganeura brongniarti was placed into the chamber all SCP-4178 instances ignored it, carrying on with their usual activity. After 15 minutes, the Meganeura charged onto a lone instance (later identified as SCP-4178-20), latching on the back of SCP-4178-20 and proceeding to tear off the wings and abdomen of SCP-4178-20, incapacitating it. The 3 remaining instances soon noticed what happened and started to attack the Meganeura brongniarti. Subject soon fell to the floor of the chamber, the twitching of the wings indicated it was still alive at the time. The largest of the SCP-4178 present during the test advanced toward the Meganeura and proceed to remove the head with the use of its fangs. The instances got around SCP-4178-20 and started encasing it in web. After 1 hour of no additional results, the test was ended. The remains of SCP-4178-20 were recovered and stored in a temporary freezer. Note: Unlike regular insects, it appears that SCP-4178's species is capable of feeling sorrow as well as anger when witnessing the death of a member of its species. Additional Note: Testing has been suspended following the loss of SCP-4178-20. The reaction of the Meganeura and the death of SCP-4178-20 were not planned and we don't want to lose any more of the remaining instances. O5-██ Addendum 4178.1: Expedition Log In 19██, an expedition was sent to investigate a rumor mentioning "the children of the spider goddess" in a secluded region of Brazil was initiated. After several days of searching the surroundings, a hidden pre-Colombian temple was found, supposedly built by an unknown pre-Colombian tribe. An immediate query sent from commanding officer Researcher W███ demanded two Class-D personnel from Site-███ on immediate transfer, two standard exploration field kits, two wireless headsets capable of recording / transmitting audio – all requests were accepted. The following video transcript was filmed during the first exploration attempt on the 19th of May 19██. Camera wearers were D-22371 and D-3435. + Exploration Log - Access Authorised [BEGIN LOG] Background audio is heard, voice identified as Researcher W███ briefing Class-D’s before entry Head-mounted video viewing becomes active, no anomalous surroundings are noted at this time Footage shows subject D-22371 entering the tomb with moderate hesitation stating that “I don’t deal with this voodoo shit.” – Subject was promised extra free-time privileges when relocated back to Site-██ if expedition was conducted – compromise was agreed upon without hesitation and subject enters overhanging doorway to the temple D-3435 enters following behind //Connection between Command (Dr. J████ W███) and Class-D’s recording equipment are established – exploration begins // Command: Last microphone and video check before you go in any further, I want you both to wave your hands in front of the cameras and slowly countdown from 10 to 1 in sync, you got that? D-3435: Alright Doc. Both D-3435 and D-22371 complete the task, no technical discrepancies noted and subjects are clear for further entry Command: Begin to descend deeper into the temple entrance. After advancing within the temple for a few minutes, connection was lost with Command Command: Yo-[static] Nearing a chamb-[static] D-22371: Doc? You there? Great we lost coms with the surface. D-3435: Eh who cares. They said we just have to go in and out, shouldn't take long. D-22371: True, let's continue then. You first. After 10 minutes of walking, D-3435 and D-22371 spot an archway with an opening filled with valuable items in the distance. A hallway and one flight of stairs is all that is between them and the items D-22371: Holy shit! Is that a fuckin' treasure room? D-3435: Judging by the large stacks of gold I'd say yes. D-22371 is seen running towards the entrance D-3435: Wait! D-22371 suddenly stops and turns slowly and looks at D-3435. Both stop and face each other D-22371: Listen here, I'm just trying to have a bit of fun. I've finally got the chance to do something, so I'm gonna make this worthwhile. D-3435: Yeah, well I just don't trust a temple built centuries ago. It could be falling apart or have like snakes - venomous large snakes - with giant ass fangs an- D-22371: Stop being so fucking paranoid (sighs). D-3435: Why were we sent in here? Don't you think they could go themselves? D-22371: Because they know we are fit for the job. D-3435: (sigh) Forget about it. D-3435 begins to walk alongside D-22371 D-22371: Do you think we'd be able to keep some of the stuff we find? D-3435: I'd imagine not. They begin to walk down the stairs D-22371: Meh, I'll take some anyway, I'm sure no one is gonna notice. Besides it's not like they will- D-22371 trips on something sticking out of the corner and falls near the bottom of the stairwell while letting out a scream D-3435: Fuck! Are you alright? What the hell happened? D-22371: Ah ya bandit! Something touched me. D-22371 gets up slowly D-22371: This place is a wreck! I think I hurt my ankle. D-3435 checks at what caused him to trip D-3435: What on Earth is that? D-22371 grabs his ankle D-22371: What is what? D-3435 gasps D-22371: What! D-3435: I think… I think you tripped on a corpse. D-22371: Really mate? Its an ancient tomb. Of course there are bodies. D-3435: No… I mean it looks kind of fresh. D-22371: Huh. Why don't you go check. D-3435 cautiously returns up the stairs D-3435: Dude there are like two bodies, they still have skin. Ugh, this is disgusting. D-22371: Hmm… I wonder what causes that… Is this place cursed or some shit? D-3435 goes back down quickly D-3435: You think you can walk? D-22371: Yeah, I'll be okay. Let's continue, I hate this place so goddamn much. D-3435: By the way.. I'm gonna guess considering the next room is a treasury, that this place has a ton of traps. D-22371: Yeah you're probably right, I don't want to finish like the two rotting guys up there. After walking down 25 steps, cameras show meticulously drawn symbols into the temple walls – these engravings show men praying, inside a cave, around an altar with a large, paramount being forcing spiders out of its mouth and eyes, the floating above it. Analysis of these carvings have presented themselves as the prophesied “Arachnid Goddess” – a tribal religious deity heavily worshiped under the act of human sacrifice. Retrieved dated sacred texts have described the goddess as “our mother in skin, in bones and sky, as the one who guides us with the blood path to fortune and we give the baby with sin to her in sting, feast and rape, so we do not suffer the burden of cruel numen”. D-22371 appears distressed although both still walk in silence for approximately 3 minutes before stopping.. D-3435: What the hell is that supposed to be? D-22371’s video footage appears to show another carving depicting two people dressed in monk-like attire, apart from the robe being ripped in multiple places on both subjects, gifting a new born child - inside a basket - to the Goddess at the altar. D-22371: Beats me, was never a religious man myself, could never understand any of it, this just proves my case. D-3435: Doesn’t this kinda’ stuff freak you out? I mean just look at what it’s doing to that poor kid. D-22371: Come on man, I don’t want to be down here for long either, just man up and continue. Seen via D-22371’s video feed, D-3435 appears to be notably shaken – sweating profusely and looking apprehensive. After 2 minutes D-3435 agrees to proceed and is then seen walking alongside D-22371 with his hand on the wall. After five minutes of walking through the temple a dead end can be seen in the distant footage, D-3435 stops before they can reach it. D-3435: Hey I think I got somethin' here. D-22371: What is it? We're practically at the end so we can piss off back to the start and get out of this place. D-3435 begins to push on a part of the wall, which starts to open, revealing a hidden room with two buttons with a design of a wasp and a spider respectively D-22371: Christ, this place just gets bigger and bigger, doesn't it? D-3435: Well, I don't wanna find out what's inside so you may take the lead. D-22371 is seen walking towards the buttons, presumably to inspect them D-22371: Ha, you scared of some spiders? D-3435 aggressively shakes his head which leads to D-22371 entering first and D-3435 following him soon after into the hidden room. D-22371: We have some more buttons over here, I'm tempted to press em' but I think this whole place will go temple of doom on us. D-3435: That scientist guy told us to check everything so start pressing them, this place looks old so maybe it won't do anything and we get to go home. D-22371 seems to hesitate but then presses the two buttons. After a couple seconds of pressing the buttons a piece of the wall moves out of the way to reveal a secret chamber and a light mist arriving at the shins leaks from the chamber D-3435: What the hell? D-22371: Alright, uh let's just tell those scientists back there that this was all we foun- D-22371 stops mid-sentence and the camera reveals that there is a mummified corpse wearing a jewel around their neck. D-22371 is then seen to slowly wander in D-3435: Dude what are you doing?! D-22371: I see somethin' here! As D-22371 gets closer to the corpse the mist begins to lower and starts to reveal a dead instance of SCP-4178 in a curled up position. D-3435 soon notices the dead instance and begins to step away from the entrance D-3435: Oh fuck what is that! Dude I need your fucking help! D-22371 successfully approaches the mummified corpse and takes the jewel only to turn around and see the half buried instance of SCP-4178 in the mist D-22371: Wow what the fuck is that! [pauses] Wait, I think it's dead. D-3435 is seen standing by the wall trying to gain some distance from the dead instance D-3435: Oh yeah? what's make you think that sherlock. D-22371: Look at how its leg are curled up, its dead. I used to keep spiders before being sent to jail, I know the body language of the thin- D-3435: What?! D-22371: Dude I get you are scared of spiders and all but come see this shit, the damn thing has wings, and a big ass body! Almost like a hornet! D-3435: Great, flying fucking spiders. Let's go back to the surface, I'm not spending anymore time in this hell hole. [END LOG] After 1 hour and 34 minutes, D-22371 and D-3435 successfully came back to the surface. Analysis of the sacrificial chamber showed that approximately 12 bodies of SCP-4178 were found as well as 36 cocoons found all throughout the temple. Live eggs were found in another hidden chamber within the temple, they seemed to be kept in a sort of stasis by the temperature of the room ranging around 5°C. It is unknown how the tribe managed to keep the room at this temperature. Addendum: Following the exploration, it was theorised that the temple was built around 1000 year ago. It appears that the temple was a tribute to the Mayan gods Ah-Muzen-Cab and the Great Goddess of Teotihuacan. Footnotes 1. Family of spiders consisting of orb-weavers. 2. "German Wasp". |
SCP-4179 | euclid | Attempt at free writing in SCP-4179. Attempt is illegible. Item #: SCP-4179 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4179 is to be used only within secure Foundation communication systems or in spoken conversation to other Foundation personnel. Class-D subjects are not cleared for SCP-4179. Stringent care to prevent its spread to the general population must be exercised, administering amnestics as pertinent. If procedure is breached in any way, administrative and disciplinary punishments will be applied at the discretion of the local SCP-4179 expert(s) on a case-by-case basis. SCP-4179-1 should remain contained within its current whereabouts (a fine sand beach marked as Location of Interest 551-13|34|4179, stricken from all charts and closed to naval access). While sustenance and sunscreen should be provided for SCP-4179-1 in quantities and at times adequate to meet the requirements of a non-anomalous human being, SCP-4179-1 does not have any physical needs; this procedure is not indispensable but it is considered positive for its mental well-being. The creation of SCP-4179-2 cases must be sanctioned by Command Site-4, O5-4, O5-7 or the acting Commander of Mobile Task Force Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand"). Note that MTF Alpha-1 Coherence Units are formed entirely of Level 5, Class B personnel. "Ripe" SCP-4179-2 cases may only be handled by D-Class subjects while placed inside Black Box facilities to prevent or mitigate potentially contagious memetic, cognitive or info-hazardous breakouts. SCP-4179-2 cases not contained by MTF Alpha-1 Coherence Units dispatched to retrieve them will be handled as Safe items and stored in Standard Secure Lockers, as their dimensions require. SCP-4179-INERT cases may be used as anxiolythic equipment. Clinical trials for expanded Foundation usage as D-Class personnel equipment or Standard Humanoid Cell construction (as stone pavement) is being considered. Description: SCP-4179 is an emphytic1 language whose historical origin and linguistic development are inherently anti-memetic. All attempts at analysis and etymological study of its structure and vocabulary with regards to automated translation or transcription have been unsuccessful, as only human beings may comprehend it. Understanding of SCP-4179 is innate knowledge to all most non-anomalous human beings; speech in SCP-4179 is not. It has no known written form; several artificially designed alphabets and codes have been commissioned and produced by the SCP-4179 Analysis Team to attempt its written transmission, but they have been completely unsuccessful as a consequence of its anti-memetic properties. Like other emphytic languages, SCP-4179 allows a speaker to transmit a message in such a way that it is precisely understood by any human being that comprehends the concepts required to construct said message. This happens whether the listener has any prior knowledge of the language or not. Clarification is rarely necessary and is often due to ignorance of the concepts behind the subject or subjects treated in conversation. SCP-4179 is of commonplace use among Foundation employees when discussing workplace activities and especially in stressful situations. Therefore, it is used by most Foundation employees, particularly non-English native speakers, to clear up misunderstandings or settle conflicts of a professional nature. It has proven instrumental in emergency situations under pressure. However, SCP-4179 speakers will be unable to properly convey meanings of emotional relevance. Personnel tend to use terms that listeners find unwieldy, ambiguous, meaningless or the entire opposite to what was intended by the speaker when referring to their feelings. SCP-4179 is therefore best left to technical conversation. Momentary lapses into this language when communicating with other Foundation personnel are frequent; most lapses are not immediately noticed by Foundation personnel, since intimate understanding and speaking of SCP-4179 is reached by virtually all Foundation personnel above a Clearance Level of 1. This talent is specific to Foundation personnel, which remains unexplained; daily, unrestricted exposure seems sufficient to achieve at least superficial command of it. Research on the possible existence of discrete memetic triggers that ease the learning curve of SCP-4179 for Foundation personnel is ongoing at the Archive Sector of Area-08-B. Teaching of SCP-4179 is not instrumental to Foundation operations nor compulsory, and cannot be method-based nor systematic. Its Containment Procedures rely on the careful application of amnestics to casual non-Foundation listeners (which are usually eligible to memory redaction therapies for other reasons if they are exposed to SCP-4179). Records of SCP-4179 use in Foundation facilities is not reliable, as it was not "contained" per se until early Special Containment Procedures standards were first drawn in 1███, when almost no sound samples were recorded. However, Archive researchers estimate SCP-4179 has been spoken for almost ninety years by a wide majority of Foundation personnel. A tendency to speak in perfect rhyme2 has been observed in advanced SCP-4179 speakers. This appears to be a mild compulsion related to its long-term use. It is not harmful nor cognitohazardous and does not hamper communication. Addendum: Reclassification of SCP-██-███ as SCP-4179-1. ++ Display File - WARNING: Your access will be registered. -- Credentials registered. Access authorized. Note: Since they are ostensibly related, SCP-██-███ will be reclassified SCP-4179-1, as per Special Administrative Order ██-███. //SCP-██-███ //and its official documentation are therefore rendered obsolete and defunct, to be replaced by the following addendum, which will be placed on SCP-4179. SCP-4179-1 is capable of speaking in several emphytic languages, including SCP-4179. Its previous handlers had been exposed for thirty-five years to it, with absolutely no retention of the language. The potential significance of SCP-4179-1 and all findings related to the subject are under review; until such review is completed, SCP-██-███, its Containment Procedures, testing and budget allocation will be reassigned to the SCP-4179 Analysis Team. -// Dr. R. Barnard (Archive Sector, Area-08-B). Digital copy of the first known photograph of SCP-4179-1. Item: SCP-██-███ SCP-4179-1, SCP-4179-2. Special Containment Procedures: [REDACTED] Reassigned to SCP-4179. Description: SCP-██-███-1 is an anomalous female humanoid inhabiting a small stone cabin by a secluded beach on the desert island of [REDACTED], Spain. Subject is intelligent and claims to be extremely ancient, but lacks any significant historical or personal background insight due to severe dementia. While it looks elderly, it does not seem to age or require sustenance; its only physical anomaly consists of a microscopic linear scar on its forehead, placed over an irregular bone formation that might have contained an unknown foreign body. Subject can use any beach with fine sand to alter previously non-anomalous pieces of stone into instances of SCP-██-███-2. SCP-██-███-1 will "plant" these pieces of stone into the sand and talk to them, usually in soothing and patient tones and terms. The subject frequently dances and sings around them in no discernable language, with occasional complaints about joint pain and fatigue. The stones will be polished in a manner consistent with natural erosive processes occurring on their beaches and their material strength until SCP-██-███-1 defines them as "ripe"; once "ripened", the resulting shingles (which will usually acquire unexpectedly symbolic shapes) acquire cognito-hazardous properties and are reclassified SCP-██-███-2. Size, origin and material composition seem to play a role in "maturation" times and cognito-hazardous properties of instances of SCP-██-███-2 (See Addendums below). SCP-██-███-1 has claimed to be sympathetic to the Foundation's mission since it was initially contained (containment was passed down from the Special Security Commission; the subject suffered from neglect and mistreatment during this time, and although she does not remember this abuse, she has responded positively to Foundation handlers). Its knowledge of SCP-4179 has facilitated communication, integration and emotional connection with Foundation personnel. While interaction with SCP-██-███-2 does induce emotional lability and a range of feelings on SCP-██-███-1, it seems to be largely immune to their effects, and remains notably optimistic and balanced at all times. Given its fluency in SCP-4179 and the events registered on Incident 1-46, SCP-██-███ will be henceforth handled by the SCP-4179 Analysis Team. Its file is currently under review. Addendum: Log of cases of SCP-4179-2 ++ Display File - WARNING: Your access will be registered. -- Credentials registered. Access authorized. SCP-4179-2-28 to 32, still at maturation (items originally obtained from [REDACTED], currently Site-178, in 19██). The following cases have been reviewed by the SCP-4179 Analysis Team. They have been deemed adequate for declassification, following adequate redaction. Other items or their entries have been contained or censored for extended review under Administrative Order ██-███. Note: A large proportion of SCP-4179-2 items have been found to induce feelings of extreme pressure, serenity, slow aging and / or progressive slumber. These items hold no useful information and are assumed to have no human-compatible cognito-hazardous effects associated to them. However, they may be used as anxiolythic equipment. They have been collectively classified SCP-4179-INERT. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-{1-34}(The Old Collection) Submitted: Dr. S. Sáez Roc Origin: Site-178, Valle de Cuelgamuros, Madrid (previously, headquarters of the Special Security Commission Characteristics: Varied Notes: Several (see attached acquisition documentation - paperback copies stored at Vault 9 in the Archive Sector of Area-08-B). Input from SCP-4179-1: "Ah, my pretties. These were given to me by some nice misses3 from outside the island. They held secrets. Yes, they did. But they are all old news to me. Wouldn't you care for a look?" Contact: Dr. Sáez Roc, previously employed by the organisation that used to handle SCP-4179-1, advised a contact test with item SCP-4179-2-27, a round piece of marble of unregistered origin with relatively mild cognito-hazardous effects. This contact was performed by a D-Class subject, as per containment procedures. Upon contact, subject reported feelings of wonder and delight, as well as hallucinations involving the construction of a large religious building which, according to his description, might have been a gothic Catholic temple, the Catedral de Santa María de Regla de León (Spain). Subject explains emotions as felt "by the temple" during its century-long construction period and the existence of a probably anomalous entity (an "evil mole") disassembling or outright destroying overnight most of the progress done by day. Subject continues to elaborate on what is likely an instance of SCP-███ and its eventual containment of the aforementioned "mole".4 Successive reform stages may not have been "witnessed" or significant to the sample. Subject developed a near-Stendhal syndrome5 state after this contact. His condition improved once amnestics were administered. Note: Other items of these series were tested and found to reference multiple significant historical locations in peninsular Spanish territory and events supposedly taking place there. These events would not be consistent with known historical register; timeline curating is in process on a case-by-base basis. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-37 (The Glamour) Submitted: Dr. T. Graham Origin: Lunar Dig Site #71 Characteristics: 1x9x9 cm piece of non-lunar rock (out-of-place item) Input from SCP-4179-1: "Solidarity was stolen, but something remained." (SCP-4179-1 did not elaborate further.) Notes: Discoid, color is black with a perfect white fringe, central inclusion of a one-millimeter piece of polished, shining pyrite. Contact: Subject gapes upwards on touch. She states "the ring turns", then falls into complete catatonia. Amnestics do not improve her condition. Dies eight days later due to complications of forced feeding via nasogastric probe. Subject had been slated for euthanasia. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-39 (Martian Child) Submitted: Dr. T. Graham Origin: Mars, Site-[REDACTED] Characteristics: 2x2x4 cm piece of non-anomalous Martian sedimentary rock, red hue due to high ferrous oxide content Input from SCP-4179-1: (sobs, wailing) "Oh, my god. Oh, my sweetest, oh, so sad. So sad. Poor child, what did we do to you. So sorry, so, so sorry. Poor child." Notes: Shaped as a humanoid with ambiguous non-humanoid features (six arms, possible exoskeleton covering all major anatomical features) in fetal position. Proportions would suggest preadolescence in a human body. Facial features not depicted. Contact: Subject cries after six seconds of sustained contact. Subject claims that the item is confused, lonely and feeling extremely bothered by the thick, warm atmosphere and the very existence of a hydrosphere. By comparison, subject states repeatedly that the item was far "happier" in Mars, surrounded by its "relatives." Subject refers to multiple living and dead Martian species, both anomalous and non-anomalous, as well as ongoing Foundation containment efforts. Subject falls into a moderately depressive state, which improves after amnestics and antidepressants are administered and prescribed, respectively. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-41 (The Red Throne) Submitted: Dr. R. Barnard Origin: Daevan Dig Site #34 Characteristics: 3x4x2.5cm piece of red limestone w/inscriptions Input from SCP-4179-1: "One of the Thirty-Nine touched her until he was sealed. Wicked things were done to her and her sisters. Evil, of a kind I would dare not remember, even if I could. To so many others, so many times, on top of her. Oh, they rained guts on it, on his Throne; the masons, and the masters, horse blood, slave blood, virgin blood… and they still didn't get what they wanted. This stone remembers their hunger. Their red and night hunger. Oh, she hates it. Oh, she hates it so much. Take it away, dear. Take it from my hands and take it from my beach." Notes: [REDACTED] The shape of this item holds a potential info-hazard. Contact: Subject screamed for seventy eight seconds on contact, become unresponsive. Lost consciousness thirty minutes later; instance of SCP-4179-2 forcibly separated. Subject regained consciousness an hour later. Subject indicated he had experienced at least nine hundred ritual eviscerations performed on a red limestone throne. From the throne, a large, shifting crowd of non-human humanoid entities could be seen. Subject refers to them as "the Red King's faithful", who had to be "appeased" during peace time. He is in extreme distress until amnesticized. Three days later, subject is found to have eviscerated himself in his cell by using his nails. The last entry he wrote on his psych-eval mandated diary follows: "The Red King was me, but I couldn't rule over them. I could have. I could have been so great instead of him, done so many things, but it scared me. I am so [ILLEGIBLE] They are famished. They come from outside time to eat it. He's still coming and has come and came and will come and I won't stay here to know him, I'd rather feed them. There is no forgetting what has no past. There is no denying that which claims all futures. [SENTENCE ILLEGIBLE] If I stay, he will know who I was. I'm so sorry. I fed myself to them a long time ago anyways." Follow-up contacts with two other subjects yielded similar results. Daevan Dig Site #34, previously considered non-anomalous, has been placed under strict surveillance. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-42 (The Eel Sample) Submitted: Dr. R. Barnard Origin: Ganges Fan Characteristics: 9x9x7.5 slab of seafloor sedimentary rock. Input from SCP-4179-1: "I don't want this on my beach. I don't want this anywhere near me. Not again. Never again. Get it away. Away!" [ABRIDGED] Notes: See SCP-3000, if cleared. Contact: Subject refused to maturate the item, even under duress. Later interrogation was met with polite confusion. Item stored on-site for future attempts. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-43 (Non-Linearity) Submitted: Dr. █. █████ Origin: SCP-2000 Characteristics: 19x10x20 cm piece of non-anomalous basalt Input from SCP-4179-1: "What you did… (shakes its head) it will haunt you. It does, even today. It makes me think that, sometimes? It's best not to know. Look at me, I sound like my daughter… oh, why would I think of her tonight? (questioned about aforementioned daughter) Hmmm? Think of whom, darling?" Notes: Eighteen spirals, each larger and more intricate than the others, have been drawn on its surface. Reminiscent of molluscs, until microscopic analysis reveals detailed plans for a number of anomalous and non-anomalous pieces of technology. Contact: Following contact with the item, subject [REDACTED] Subject euthanized. On follow-up, subject reanimates and transmits a long series of numbers that coincide with coordinates for the precise location of SCP-2000, plus ███ dates on the Gregorian calendar [REDACTED] holding no obvious relevance. Subject placed under the custody of a Coherence Unit from MTF Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") and shipped to Command Site 4 for further interrogation and information control. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-44 (Lying Rock) Submitted: Dr. T. Turk Origin: Command Site 1, on-site Archive Station Characteristics: Piece of [REDACTED] Input from SCP-4179-1: "All of these things must have happened. Ah, that cheat got things to go his way in the end… well played, well played. Remember him. Please. I know I won't, with my head being as it is, you see." Notes: Shape [REDACTED] Contact: Subject became familiar with the ethos, mission statement and development history of the Foundation. She also added a number of references to early amnestic, mnestic, memetic and anti-memetic research that merited additions to the Containment Procedures for SCP-4179 (notably, the use of Black Box information control booths to interrogate subjects with sufficient memetic and informational security for other personnel). Subject, however, stated that the Foundation is a "usurping" organisation, belying its true origin and orchestrating a succession of cover-ups to obfuscate that the O5 Council and its predecessors were originally ruled by a single subject, a King ███. There are no records of Foundation leadership falling into a single individual, let alone a monarch or a personnel member named ███. Subject continued to construct a timeline stretching for █████ years prior to the known official start of Foundation operations; most of what the subject claims to be historical truth would imply that the Foundation predates the early years of most ancient human civilizations. When confronted with incredulity and contrasted historical facts, subject went on to explain a number of population-wide memory redaction therapies, information control operations and a complete log of precursors to Ennui Agent atmosphere-wide dispersals. Subject placed under containment when she was noticed to have communicated largely in SCP-4179. [REDACTED] Amnestic administration yields no improvement on the subject's condition, who remains fluent in SCP-4179. Subject has been placed under the custody of a Coherence Unit from MTF Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") and shipped to Command Site 4 for further interrogation and information control. Unauthorized personnel successfully amnestized of relevant restricted information. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-46 (Obvious Choice) Submitted: Dr. É. Calibax Origin: SCP-4179-1's abode wall Characteristics: 4x5x3cm piece of non-anomalous slate Input from SCP-4179-1: [REDACTED] See Addendum below (Incident 2-46, Interview SCP-4179-1, Follow-Up Interview) Notes: Shaped as a ring or a crown with a single central, front spike blooming into two plumes or flourishes that twist around the main body of the ring. Item is assumed to be extremely brittle, but is acquired and handled by SCP-4179-1 with no evident damage. Contact: [REDACTED] See Addendum below (Incident 2-46, Interview SCP-4179-1). ITEM: SCP-4179-2-47 (Codename Pending) Submitted: Dr. R. Barnard Origin: Venus, Solar System Characteristics: [REDACTED], out-of-place sample. Assumed to be a projectile of an orbital kinetic weapon. Input from SCP-4179-1: [REDACTED], unless you already know, of course." (laughs) Notes: Item rapidly decays when in water; four days into maturation, SCP-4179-1 claims it to be "ripe". The result is monolithic rectangular prism of dark polished rock. Multiple veins of clearer materials, probably metamorphic, are distributed in such a way that they suggest artificial distribution; close mineralogical study reveals them to not be artificial, but the natural patterns beneath its surface. Contact: Subject acquires eidetic "memory" pertaining to a fragment of [REDACTED] describes a group of spacefaring aircraft descending on a heavily populated and urbanized planet, stating it to be Venus (specifically, "the Colonial Polity of the Second World"). Subject describes crafts as "boxy stone slabs larger than a skyscraper". On recounting, vessels might have been three to five kilometers in height with unknown length. The vessels place all major population centers under strategic, then saturation bombing. The vessels deploy ground forces, which proceed to sweep across all existing settlements and ruins and terminate all surviving members of these settlements, which appear to be SCP-1000 specimens. These ground forces are humanoids equipped with anomalous and non-anomalous close-combat weapons compatible with [REDACTED], civilizations existing after the collapse of the SCP-1000 paradigm. The vessels recover all combatants after the fourth wave has confirmed the complete extinction of said species on the planet. Subject then attempts to describe a Venusian XK-class end-of-the-world scenario, but fails to explain the methods, tools or motivations for this event. Also mentions an unscathed black humanoid levitating or "hanging by its hair from the sky", crying "golden tears" as it surveys the ruins, presumably looking for survivors. The subject does not have any particular feelings on these events, finding them confusing, fantastical and "not worth entertaining." On follow-up, subject demonstrates knowledge of instrumental anti-memes used in Foundation documentation and facilities. He states they all remind him of the crest used by all vessels and combatants of the invading force, "three arrows pointed at the centre of a thrice cracked buckler." Subject has been placed under the custody of a Coherence Unit from MTF Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") and shipped to Command Site 4 for further interrogation and information control. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-33 (This Grind, Specifically) Submitted: Dr. R. Barnard Origin: SCP-057 Characteristics: 4x5x5cm piece of rock acquired from a SCP-057 monolith via remote controlled drone. Input from SCP-4179-1: [PENDING] Notes: Ten weeks in maturation, large red spots have become visible underneath its surface. Composition is compatible with decayed human blood. Contact: On hold. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-37 (Best Descriptor) Submitted: Dr. H. Farcaster Origin: SCP-557 Characteristics: 10x19x19.2cm piece of rubble (sandstone) recovered from Level 5 of SCP-557 after a partial cave-in. Input from SCP-4179-1: [PENDING] (Subject fell sullen when handed the item, and has cared for it constantly since its maturation started.) Notes: Thirty-five days in maturation, 2-37 has been found to be perpetually covered in human saliva with no genetic content. Contact: On hold. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-50 (Thresher Core) Submitted: Dr. █. █████ Origin: SCP-1730 Characteristics: 4x4x5cm piece of concrete acquired from main office building of SCP-1730. Input from SCP-4179-1: (Subject refused to carry the item, instead throwing it into the sand. While it decided to maturate it "for your troubles" (sic), it has not entered in contact with it since its placement.) Notes: [DATA EXPUNGED] Contact: Cancelled. Item destroyed during maturation with no loss of human life. Three samples of SCP-4179-2 were demolished entirely and, according to SCP-4179-1, are neutralized and unrecoverable. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-52 (For Future Reference) Submitted: Command Site █ Origin: RAISA Offices at Command Site █ Characteristics: 11x13x9.5cm piece of concrete. Input from SCP-4179-1: [PENDING] (Subject opened its eyes and carefully deposited item on the sand, whistling a single note of either appreciation or surprise; no meaning nor context was given when interrogated) Notes: Abundant restricted, memetic and infohazardous content has appeared as engravings on its surface. Personnel instructed to not look at 2-52. Contact: On hold. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-59 (Glorious Titania) Submitted: Dr. █. ███████ Origin: Nearby sedimentary rocks around SCP-2932 Characteristics: 7x9x10cm piece of local limestone with SCP-2932 biological traces; intentionally not removed. Input from SCP-4179-1: [PENDING] (Subject opens eyes wide on contact, concerned or scared; it does not add remarks.) Notes: SCP-2932 biological traces are notably resilient to seawater. Projected time of maturation continues to rise (currently standing at approximately 24 years). Contact: On hold. ITEM: SCP-4179-2-60 (Percy's Step) Submitted: Dr. C. Narváez Origin: SCP-2264 Characteristics: 3x2x2.3cm piece of stone extracted from the floor next to SCP-2264-A. Input from SCP-4179-1: [PENDING] (Subject laughed for the better part of the day after being given the item. Later heard murmuring about travel opportunities.) Notes: No observed anomalies so far ( 41 days into maturation); a Foundation alchemist has been assigned to perform yearly inspections of the item until it has matured.6 Contact: On hold. Addendum: Incident 2-46, Interview SCP-4179-1 ++ WARNING! UNAUTHORIZED PERSONNEL WILL BE EXPOSED TO A MEMETIC DEFENSE AGENT -- GENERATING MEMETIC DEFENSE - HOLIST SHATTERER ACTIVE Foreword: SCP-4179-1 was given a piece of slate from the wall on its cabin, a small building it seems to prefer to other, more stable structures provided. SCP-4179-1 responded with unusual weariness at the prospect, but was unable to substantiate its concerns and proceeded to maturate the item. After a three-year long maturation, SCP-4179-1 collected SCP-4179-2-46, codenamed "Obvious Choice" by Senior Researcher Étaca Calibax, from the SCP-4179 Analysis Team. Immediately on contact, subject became extremely distressed. It spoke exclusively in SCP-4179, threatening containment agents. At least three of them suffered from sudden retrograde amnesia and cognitohazardous effects that it claimed to have caused; all three agents behaved consistently as their child-like selves. It then severely injured all three of them by attacking them with a rock. SCP-4179-1 demanded to speak to Dr. Calibax, who agreed to do so on its environment to facilitate re-containment. Transcript follows; note that, unless stated, SCP-4179-1 spoke in SCP-4179 across all the interview. Videocamera Transcription (helmet) (Dr. Calibax approaches beach from its westernmost end. It is sundown. Agent Polliver is shown dragging himself towards this side of the beach, with a swollen contusion on the right side of his face.) Agent Polliver: Momma? Momma, why did the lady… momma, where are you? Mo- (Dr. Calibax continues to walk towards SCP-4179-1, who crouches between Agents Peláez and Morris. Both of them are immobile, presumed confirmed deceased due to severe cranial trauma and asphyxiation, respectively. SCP-4179-1 turns to Dr. Calibax, its right hand still on Agent Morris' neck, and SCP-4179-2-46 in its left hand. SCP-4179-1 appears far younger than usual, although she wears her usual uniform and remains hunched.) SCP-4179-1: YOU. Dr. Calibax: Nema, calm down. Please. We only wanted to know- (SCP-4179-1 rapidly strides towards Dr. Calibax, holding her with overwhelming force by her shoulders and shaking her violently. Helmet becomes unstable, video camera falls to the ground.) SCP-4179-1: DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU DID TO ME? (Dr. Calibax falls, presumably thrown by SCP-4179-1, inside the camera's field. She attempts to flee from the item by crawling while facing it.) Dr. Calibax: No, I don't. We don't, and I'm sorry. I truly am. We've always- SCP-4179-1: THEN [UNTRANSLATABLE INSULT] YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW SORRY YOU SHOULD BE. I SHOULD BE TAKING ALL OF YOUR MEMORIES. (Subject enters field of vision while following Dr. Calibax, who stays motionless from this point onwards.) ALL OF THEM. DAMN YOU ALL, I PISS ON YOUR APOLOGIES, I'VE BEEN ON THIS BEACH FOR TWENTY THOUSAND YEARS AND YOUR KINDNESS IS STILL FLOODING ME WITH THEM. MY SOUL FEELS LIKE A STAMPEDE OF FIRESTORMS. (?) (Archive Note: Possible idiom from unknown cultural paradigm.) Dr. Calibax: You remember it? All of it? SCP-4179-1: WHAT, DO YOU THINK I AM IS AS YOUR SLAVES? NO. I AM NOT THAT WEAK. I AM NOT THAT DULL. I WILL MASTER THIS, AS I MASTERED ALL THAT THREATENS THE MIND… NO MATTER HOW LONG IT TAKES. (Subject ponders SCP-4179-2-46.) AT FIRST I ONLY REMEMBERED THE FIRST THREE CENTURIES OR SO. FLESH IS NOT WEAK, BUT IT GIVES IN TO THE YEARS. > HOWEVER, A MIND OF STONE IS TRUSTWORTHY. THE STONE STANDS AND NEVER CRUMBLES ENTIRELY, THE STONE IS HERE TO LAST. THEIR RELEVANT MEMORIES HAVE TO BE DUG OUT, THAT'S ALL. (Subject scoffs.) ALBEIT SLATE DOESN'T LAST LONG, I'VE HAD TO REBUILD MY… THE HOUSE SO MANY FUCKING TIMES. BUT IT GAVE ME A PERSPECTIVE OF THE TIME I'VE BEEN HERE, AND IT'S BEEN TWENTY THOUSAND YEARS, INSOLENT CHILD. TWENTY THOUSAND YEARS OF SOLITUDE… AND THOSE WERE THE GOOD YEARS! Dr. Calibax: We have tried to make up f- (Subject holds and raises Dr. Calibax by the back of her neck. Subject stands completely straight now. No signs of previous senile kyphoscoliosis are evident.) SCP-4179-1: BY TREATING ME LIKE A DEMENTED SOOTHSAYER!? NO. NO, YOU DIDN'T MAKE UP FOR THE BRUTES WITH STICKS. YOU DIDN'T MAKE UP FOR SHIT. (Subject now faces the camera. It appears to become younger by the moment, wrinkles and skin spots disappearing rapidly; forehead scar becomes evident as face wrinkles flatten. Uniform appears tattered, seems to be rapidly mending itself as a short orange gown with intricate inlaid golden motives, mostly depicting screaming faces with inordinately sharp teeth. Subject appears to have developed new, clearly predatorial dentition to match.) > I AM NO BEGGAR. I AM NO WRETCH. I AM A QUEEN OF THE CHILDREN OF DUST! Dr. Calibax: Please, we only aim to understand. We only aim to understand! Remember these past years, you know our people have only treated you with patience and gentleness. We have respected your wishes to the extent we were able to. How can we help you, Nem- SCP-4179-1: STOP CALLING ME THAT. THAT IS WHAT THEY CALLED ME. DID THEY TAKE MY SIGIL? DID THEY, THE THIEVES? BUT NO. NO, THEY GAVE ME SOMETHING-A NAME THAT WASN'T MINE. THAT WAS NOT MY NAME. I NEED MY NAME. WHAT WAS MY NAME? NO. SHUT UP. YOU HAVE NO IDEA, YOU ARE USELESS. SHUT UP! SHUT- (Dr. Calibax slaps the subject. Subject stutters and drops Dr. Calibax, who gasps for air.) SCP-4179-1: … YOU DARE? Dr. Calibax: You were breaking my neck, you goddamn freak! The least you deserve is a slap! (To radio) No, Command, I'm fine, don't send anyone. I think… I think it's working? (Subject stares at SCP-4179-2-46 in silence for six seconds.) SCP-4179-1: TWENTY THOUSAND YEARS AGO… THAT WOULD HAVE EARNED YOU A VERY CLOSE SHAVE. WHO WAS THAT, WHO HIT ME THE LAST TIME…? Dr. Calibax: I don't need shaving, your highness, and I really hope you're a bit more sensible now… How are we supposed to call you, anyways? SCP-4179-1: MEMORY. (Subject stands and stares at Dr. Calibax, startled.) I AM… SHE-WHO-KNOWS-OF-THINGS… NO, THAT WON'T TRANSLATE PROPERLY. I… AH. I SEE. (Subject slumps.) YOU ARE A SUBJECT OF ███, AREN'T YOU. Dr. Calibax: … I have heard that name before. SCP-4179-1: YOUR NEED FOR AN EXPLANATION GIVES YOUR HERITAGE AWAY. VERY MUCH LIKE MY [UNTRANSLATABLE]… MY CHILD ALWAYS LOVED ███, EVEN WHEN SHE DIDN'T… WHEN HE WOULDN'T… (Subject cringes and slaps herself three times.) YES, I DESERVED YOUR STRIKE AS I DESERVED HERS. SHE POISONED ME, OF COURSE! WITH HELP FROM THAT BLASTED SWAMP SNAKE, I AM SURE, SHE POISONED ME. BUT ONLY AFTER I ACCEPTED HER PREPOSTEROUS IDEA AT THE DESERT. I, WHO GROOMED HER… I, WHO CARRIED HER, WHO NURSED HER, WHO FED HER! ALL FOR HIM. Dr. Calibax: Who… wait, uh, ma'am, slow down. SCP-4179-1: (Ignores Dr. Calibax; gestures of despair, hands up to the air, facing the sea) NO WONDER THESE STONES WON'T REMEMBER US. THIS IS THE [UNTRANSLATABLE], ISN'T IT? THE SEA-SURROUNDED-BY-SEVEN-LANDS? Dr. Calibax: … the Mediterranean sea? SCP-4179-1: YES, THAT IS ITS NAME. TODAY. I NEVER TOUCHED THIS PLACE. IT'S ALL COMING TOGETHER, NOW… (Subject remains silent for thirteen seconds as it walks towards the sealine.) THE WARS OUR KIND FOUGHT LEFT SCARS ON THESE WATERS. SHE… DID DO THE RIGHT THING, DIDN'T SHE? I WOULD HAVE BET ON MANNA, BUT I SUPPOSE TIME IS NEVER ON THE SIDE OF GENTLE MASTERS. ONLY ON THE SIDE OF RUTHLESS ONES. LIKE HIM. (Subject gestures on the general direction of Dr. Calibax.) LIKE YOU, BLACK LANCER. Dr. Calibax: Excuse me? SCP-4179-1: IT DOESN'T MATTER, LITTLE ███████. UNDERSTAND NOTHING BUT WHAT I ASK OF YOU. (subject turns to Dr. Calibax; it now appears to be a young, serene woman, almost two meters tall. A slightly refractive band of what appears to be superheated gas forms around her head, similar to a tiara or a crown.) I WILL NOT APOLOGIZE FOR WHAT I HAVE DONE TO YOUR SENTINELS SINCE THEY RAISED THEIR HANDS AT ME, BUT I WILL DEMAND BETTER TREATMENT. I GIVE YOU MY WORD THAT WILL RETURN TO… containment, is it? Dr. Calibax: Right, yes, CONTAINMENT.7 SCP-4179-1: (Subject tilts head to its right.) WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT, CHILD? Dr. Calibax: … my first coworkers, really. Years ago. Who taught you? SCP-4179-1: (Subject laughs.) OH, THAT IS SO UNEQUIVOCALLY TURGID. (sic.) (?) SO STRANGE, AND SO VERY WRONG, BUT ENTIRELY TURGID. (sic.) (?) THE IRONY IS INDISPUTABLE! Dr. Calibax: Hah hah… uh, you mean it is funny, right? SCP-4179-1: WELL, OF COURSE. WHAT ELSE WOULD I MEAN BY THAT? Dr. Calibax: … right. SCP-4179-1: AND MY DAUGHTER. (Subject breaks and uses sharp edge of SCP-4179-2-46 to cut its own wrist.) I PRESUME YOU HAVE UNLOCKED THE SECRETS OF BLOODLINES? Dr. Calibax: G-genetics, yes. You're bleeding, I can- SCP-4179-1: SEARCH AMONG YOUR NUMBERS. SHE WILL BE ONE OF YOU. SHE WAS HER MOTHER'S CHILD, BUT EVEN THEN, SHE UNDERSTOOD DISCRETION. (Shakes and lowers head, voice trembling) TO THINK SHE BETRAYED ME FOR THAT… THAT SORRY EXCUSE OF A MAN. FOR ████, FOR ████, EVEN FOR [UNTRANSLATABLE] OR MEKHANE, BEINGS OF TRUE, AWESOME MIGHT… BUT HIM. OH, CURSE HIM. I CURSE HIM FOREVER. MAY HE HAVE FORGOTTEN ALL THAT MATTERS. (Subject starts again, frown burrows.) AH. THAT IS WHY. SHE DIDN'T CHOOSE THE SNAKE, SHE… SHE CHOSE OBLIVION. THE AGE OF MEMORY HAS LONG PASSED. > (Subject sighs, closes her eyes.) I CAN'T RIGHTFULLY FIGHT THAT, CAN I? NONE REMEMBERS. NOTHING IS THE SAME ANYMORE, AND… (SCP-4179-1 drops pieces of bloodied SCP-4179-2-46; visibly ages, turns to Dr. Calibax.) > (In English) Hah… the slate isn't clean anymore… (Subject slumps and falls. Superheated gas-crown evaporates completely.) SCP-4179-1: (In English, faint) Please, miss. Please, let me go back. Let me forget. I can't be here anymore. I'm weak, I am lonely. That is who I am. I can't be ME anymore. I don't want to know. I want to be left alone, alone… yes, thousands, thousands of years, and they're better than knowing that… (Subject cries; its dentition falls to the ground, aging fast.) I lost her! I lost my poor, foolish, precious daughter, and it hurts, it hurts so bad I can't even breathe… (Dr. Calibax requests medical evacuation.) [REDACTED FOR BREVITY] [END LOG] Follow-up: Subject secured and treated for a mild myocardial infraction. Since the subject did not respond to sedatives, and at the discretion of Dr. Calibax, A/9910-3 amnestic was injected intravenously. This improved SCP-4179-1's state and allowed sedation. It is expected to make a full recovery. Subject transported to emergency medical bay in Site-███, where blood samples are drawn. As previous records, samples correspond to a human female with isolated anomalous genetic markers. Under the executive authority of Dr. Calibax (3/4179), three secure servers of Site-███ are employed to search for genetic markers that match the obtained samples. Of note: during this event, multiple events of mnemonic relapse on controlled subjects that had been previously treated with amnestics were registered, world-wide. Relapses were self-limited and lasted as long as the incident, approximately. Furthermore, most SCP-4179 speakers were unable to use it, although they were capable of understanding it. Note: Contact experiments with pieces of SCP-4179-2-46 have not triggered any anomalous responses. Item considered neutralized and stored. - Dr. Calibax, Site-███ A photograph of Juana Clio [REDACTED] Erased from Foundation files. Internal Affairs Addendum: One Junior Researcher Juana Clio (3/C personnel, working at the Historical Anomalies Unit within Archive Sector of Site-34) is singled out as the probable offspring of SCP-4179-1. Anomalous genetic markers present in SCP-██-███, SCP-2317-K, SCP-████, SCP-███ and SCP-██-███ were detected in the complete genetic study.8 Background checks on the subject prove inconclusive and further research on her person reveals notable alteration to registered timeline coherence and traces of memory redaction techniques involving several key personnel members. Since research proves ultimately futile, Researcher Clio is confronted by Archive Director Dr. Richard Barnard at his discretion. Dr. Barnard pretends to contact her for a quarterly routine revision of her progress in the study of Anomalous out-of-place objects in post-Hispanic South America. Interview took place on Interview Room 41, Site-34. A Scranton Box array and two portable Xyank-Anastasakos Constant Temporal Sinks (XACTS) were installed and prepared for activation as precautions before the subject arrived. Videocamera Transcription (standard security fixtures, ceiling) (Dr. Barnard sits on a shared work desk. Thirteen other chairs surround the desk, empty. Review papers for Res. Clio are present. Res. Clio enters the room through the only door in the room.) Res. Clio: Hello, Doctor! May I come in? Dr. Barnard: Sure. Do come in. (Subject enters the room, carrying approximately nineteen kilograms worth of written material. Subject's appearance and biometrics conform to employee registry data (thirty-six year old woman, 1.55 meters tall, approximately 49 kg, probable Western Mediterranean ascent, slightly tanned as of this meeting). It proceeds to drop the material on the table, by her side, as she takes a seat. Subject appears enthused.) Res. Clio: I've been waiting for months for this! Really, sir, you won't believe what I found down in Chile- Dr. Barnard: Clio. Res. Clio: No, no, really! This makes glass skulls look like tourist traps. (Subject snickers while navigating its files.) I have been waiting to show this to a senior personnel member forever, buuuut you know how they… get… (Subject appears mortified.) I mean. I'm sorry. I didn´t mean you, you're nice! (Nervous laughter.) Almost never here, though. Dr. Barnard: Clio. Res. Clio: Just like Dr. Low! J-Low, we call'er. Did you ever hear that joke? What does Judith Low have in common with the twentieth cent- Dr. Barnard: Clio, we know. Res. Clio: Yes, it's… a very silly joke, isn't it, let's focus on these instead. Now, my guys down in Chile, as I said, just found out a jar filled with the thirteen animated toes of as many infants that just bleed and b- Dr. Barnard: Clio, you are anomalous. We know. We met your mother. Mnemosyne or the woman who inspired that figure, I presume. (Dr. Barnard produces archive photograph of SCP-██-███-1 from between review papers.) Please, elaborate further if you can. (Subject freezes. Looks up at Dr. Barnard.) Res. Clio: I'm… what? No, I'm sorry, Dr. Barnard… Richard, we… we've worked together for… Dr. Barnard: Twelve years, and you haven't aged a day… despite working here. You've never stayed very long in any one post, right? Not only that, you have never shown any ambition. You are enthusiastic about collecting interesting tidbits about the past, sure. You are delighted when you find out how some holes in history just fill themselves up with tiny but vital pieces of data revealed in a dig site you happened to be working in, aren't you? We've been checking your trails, Clio. Twelve years and you haven't made a single significant breakthrough in anomalous chronologies nor timeline cohesion or curating. Not once. Res. Clio: I… I know I'm m-mediocre… Dr. Barnard: Oh, I wouldn't say as much. Or rather, not just. Turk and Wesen have been talking to Braun, Mondrake and Castillo. People around you perform admirably where you just go unnoticed, don't they? I bet you didn't have to do much. Res. Clio: … Richard… Dr. Barnard: A paper here. A suggestion there. Two or three missing pieces crumbled in the same inbox and, boom! Old plot hole, fixed in just the right, sensible way. Nobody asks many questions, save for intelligent people, but those are easiest to fiddle with, aren't they? (Dr. Barnard produces a standard Foundation tablet with a video feed; hits "play" button.) This is you on Daevan Dig Site number 34. Now, this is you on Puerto Isabel, three years ago, when we found about SCP-██-███ and its plans to [REDACTED] Here, you can be seen rejecting a position on SCP-2000… and a number of other positions of responsibility, really, rejections that should make no sense from your perspective unless you knew they entailed moving from an Archive Sector beforehand… hey, feel free to stop me. (Subject appears morose, remains silent. Picks up photograph of SCP-██-███-1.) Dr. Barnard: You've been around for twelve years. Yet you're still working for us, alive, sane, ostensibly healthy and with no greater work experience than you showed the first day you started here. Clio, you're a poser. (Subject lowers her sight, seems to be on the brink of tears.) Dr. Barnard: Clio, talk to me. I need to know. We need to know your identity, or at the very least your intent. If you have been covering up for something, we need to know. Res. Clio: Sure. I can do that. (Subject's head becomes engulfed en superheated, highly refractive gases that seem to form a crown. Subject's hair lightens and floats, burning on contact with the gas-crown, without seemingly combusting or being consumed. Subject's clothes tear, the subject becoming briefly naked before new cloth weaves around her. Subject grows in height, skin dries and cracks, peeling away completely. Tears fall from both eyes and solidify on contact with other substances; later determined to be sea salt crystals. After close to seven seconds of transformation, subject stabilizes as a two-meter, black-skinned, tall woman partially dressed with a simple white robe in a pattern of black arrows. A single, previously absent golden sigil manifests, seemingly embedded on her forehead.) Res. Clio: I AM CLIO, TRAITOR HEIR TO THE THIRD QUEEN, MNEMOSYNE, SHE-WHO-KNOWS-OF-THINGS-PAST. I am Clio, traitor heir to the Third Queen, Mnemosyne, She Who Knows Of Things Past. Nice to meet you, Doctor. Dr. Barnard: Thank you. Transcribing that is always a pain. Computers don't seem to get it. I presume we learnt it from you? I bet I'll find some relative of yours in the personnel registry, a grandmother maybe, who didn't seem to age. Res. Clio: You don't look surprised. Dr. Barnard: Impressed. Not satisfied, since you have given me literally nothing to answer my question yet… but impressed. Did I call you mediocre before? I apologize. Res. Clio: I know you didn't mean it. Dr. Barnard: Glad that's clarified. Now, for the actual question? (Subject straightens on its chair.) Res. Clio: I am a Foundation Researcher. (Seven seconds of silence.) Dr. Barnard: … you know, I suppose you've had time to work on your acting. It is very convincing. You must have been other people for a very long time, but come on, this is ridiculous. What else, other than that? Res. Clio: Richard, I am not proud of my hiding, but I have witnessed all past twelve incarnations of this organisation. Every time, when it needed to be disassembled and rebuilt, I was there to re-make it in the shadow. Oh, and the world shook many times… the fall of Daevan Constantinople, the wars of the Khans, the XIX Century Moon Landings… things the world would not be ready for, and might never be. Dr. Barnard: I don't suppose you can provide proof for any of the things you just said. Res. Clio: (Scoffs.) Of course not! There is nothing left of them. Who do you think invented information control, CHILD? Before I worked for you, I was enshrined once as Master of History. I was literally the first that decided that writing things down was better than rhyming. Wasn't I right? Dr. Barnard: You… I'm sorry, I lost you there. Res. Clio: … okay. Yes. I'm sorry, it's just a bit tiresome to repeat this explanation, particularly to… anyways. Let's start at the beginning. Time. Time isn't linear. You must have seen a number of items that simply don't follow causality by now, right? (Thirteen seconds of silence.) Dr. Barnard: Commander, are the contingencies in place? ALPHA-1 COM: Yes, sir. Dr. Barnard: Engage them. (Scranton box and XACTS triggered without incidents or notable changes to Res. Clio.) Alright. Everyone with a clearance level lower than 4 out there, just get out of the room. You have ten seconds to comply. Res. Clio: (Subject arcs left eyebrow.) Seriously? Dr. Barnard: Let's say they've all vacated the control rooms. Okay, Clio; time isn't linear and a number of very sensitive anomalies are simply not causal. Got it. What about them? Res. Clio: The universe has not started yet. Dr. Barnard: That's… what? Res. Clio: It's our blinding pride as creatures of time, for I was born as human as you are, that makes us believe the chronological beginning of time is the causal beginning of time. It is not. I can tell, there are a myriad of time-beginnings. There are a myriad of time-ends, too. My mother remembers the beginnings as may-have-beens; half-dreams, half-memories… well, she used to, anyways. > But time begins as a circle that unravels at two ends. No, not a circle… time is a mess, except at the point where it begins, when it begins, then runs backwards and forwards and in all possible and impossible directions. But that time must happen, the time at the center of Time. At that point, from that moment, everything happens. You okay there? Dr. Barnard: (Dr. Barnard stops taking notes.) Yes. Yes. Somewhat. The universe will begin, then… then it will grow causally, but backwards and forwards… simultaneously. Retro and… pro… causally? Ambicausally. (Sighs.) … wait. Assuming I believe any of that, how can you tell that is the case? You can't have been around for the beginning of the freaking universe! You can't account for tha- Res. Clio: (Subject interrupts.) SCP-4179 was my mother's gift to Humanity. After the Children of the Night fell, my ancestors were lost and confused; they had won a world from its masters, and they knew not what to do with it. Mistakes were made. Careless, long-reaching, reckless mistakes. > One of the things 1000 did right was handling wild anomalies. Temporal anomalies in particular. They detected them and managed them, setting a causal flow that we inherited. Dr. Barnard: I've never heard about temporal anomalies handled by 1000… Res. Clio: They were very good at handling them. So good, we took causality for granted! But it has to be maintained, cared for. The Day of Flowers came; we rose, they fell, and with them any pretension of curating the timeline. It was back into the primordial time sludge, so to speak. Dr. Barnard: … time unraveled? Res. Clio: More than time, events themselves. People did that, you know? The unraveling. Normal people could, and Queens and Kings could do it with ease. Dr. Barnard: They were reality warpers, then. Res. Clio: Not always, no. It didn't take that much. A single, headstrong person believed his past different and it slowly became true; none contested their words, for reality could shift on their whim. Belief and knowledge were the same thing. > Mythical realms vanished into non-past, beyond the point of no-remembrance. True oblivion. Or worse still: great horrors were brought from non-past into yet-been. The Daevas, Mekhane, Yaldabaoth… or the Red King both come to mind. (Subject shakes her head, rests right side of face on right hand.) Chronology was a choice. Reality was like clay, like sand in the stokes of the only collective mind left, the human mind. A push was all it took to shatter it. Dr. Barnard: How does your mother fit into all of this? And 4179? Res. Clio: My mother aimed to fix the chaos. Oral tradition doesn't sound like much of a novel idea now, but it was the gift of the Third Queen. Dr. Barnard: … your mother invented tales. Res. Clio: She instrumentalized them. While she was only a woman, a hunter-gatherer, she told people rhymes she wrought, rhymes that they memorized. About the miracles and the monsters. They woke up every day with the world settled around them, knowing which was which… SCP-4179, her tribe's dialect, became the lingua franca. Dreams remained dreams and memories solidified as they molded to the past… > How she did it, I don't know, but her rubric, the sigil (Subject points at golden sigil on her forehead.) she embedded on her face made the tales trustworthy. It was an Epic, her Epic. Its name was the Song of the Numberless Thrones, and generations felt it cement their everyday reality for an entire age. The Age of Memory. (Subject pauses) I see you get why we need it. Dr. Barnard: … we need at least one timeline to be coherent for time itself to begin. To begin in the future, that is. So history is your stabilizing factor. Humanity thinks there is a canonical history of the universe and that is enough to keep it on track! Am I close? Res. Clio: Close. Every person knows a piece of history, not all of it… different perspectives see the past in different ways, but nowadays they all are anchored to a solid preexisting reality. People mostly believe in history books in the same way that they believe in stories, but historical truth has inertia. For as long as there is a known timeline, secret or not, that is spoken in SCP-4179, everything will keep moving in the right path. Because… > (Subject raises both hands, cupped, looking to the ceiling.) I AM THAT INERTIA, BY MY MOTHER'S SIGIL, AND BY MY MOTHER'S TONGUE. I am that inertia, by my mother's sigil, and by my mother's tongue. > (Subject grimaces and returns to prior, neutral posture; voice unsure.) I… loved her. I loved my mer9 like I know I'll love nobody else. I don't know how much of this love was her power and how much is my own feelings, but I could see through the Song… and she was smaller, smaller every year under it. > She was becoming what the world sung of her… and none sang of her as my mother. Saviour, conqueror, ruler, high priestess… or goddess. Not a mother. I developed the first form of True Writing to bring her back to us, to her family. (Subject's tears become more abundant.) I just wanted to save her. (Ten seconds of silence. Dr. Barnard offers a napkin; subject uses it to dry her face, although napkin appears to crystallize on contact with tears, becoming brittle.) Dr. Barnard: So… it was a written emphytic language. Res. Clio: Yes, a way to put SCP-4179 into writing. People could finally write the tongues of Gods. You could only speak those before, and let me tell you: THE PRONUNCIATION IS BOTHERSOME TO GET RIGHT. Can you speak it? Sure. Can you speak it well? No, Richard. I'm sorry. Your accent is atrocious. Your accent in particular is atrocious every time. Dr. Barnard: Ouch, my self-image. Res. Clio: (Snickers.) Oh, please. There is power in words. You are a memeticist, you know this better than most. The meaning, however, was frequently lost or misunderstood… even wilfully misunderstood; my writing wasn't perfect. Still, History had started. People could consult my texts in engraved megaliths and chroniclers could begin to register on their own; we wrote the past, and it stayed written. Dr. Barnard: Those aren't metaphor, right? There are actual history rocks somewhere in the world. Res. Clio: Oh, no, I'm not telling where they are. Specially not you. Dr. Barnard: Ouch, foiled again. Res. Clio: (Smiles.) That's a mistake I'm not making twice. Anyways… there was a canon, and everybody knew. Something like a true, factual account of All The Things That Happened. We fulfilled a purpose, as did my megaliths. History belonged to everyone, as everyone built it and everyone learnt it. It was the first great shared social responsibility on Earth. Heroes and minor gods alike rose in those years as their tales were sung by admirers… or by supplicants. Dr. Barnard: But you're talking about society-wide memetic engineering and neuromodulation… probably from the genetic level, since most human beings understand 4179. If our timeline is correct, there were no civilizations capable of doing this, any of this! It would have happened before writing! Res. Clio: The writing you know of. Your timeline has been curated for far longer that you know, pruned of all this. Dr. Barnard: Suuuure. And we haven't found out before about any of this because… Res. Clio: You did; well, another you. How old is SCP-2000? Dr. Barnard: Everyone with a clearance below 5/2000, out. Now. (Dr. Barnard squints at subject.) You're doing this on purpose. Res. Clio: What, depriving you of pointless witnesses? There is nobody on this site with your clearance level, I believe? (Subject shrugs its shoulders; gas-crown shimmers as they move.) Anyways… the Third Queen hated my writing. She tolerated it at first, but she soon started to call against it… so strongly that the people refused to accept it existed at all. ███ and Manna, among the Thirty-Nine Crowned, felt that my mother was gaining way too much power, too fast, and that her rejection of my writing was just a step to ensure her power stayed with her and her alone… to be honest, I felt it was exactly that. Dr. Barnard: Right, yeah, hey; about ███, I need to know more about this supposed king of ours- Res. Clio: ███ came to me. Don't get me wrong, he was already a despot, yes… but I had met my share by then, and he was the despot humanity needed. He didn't want to be a god, not even notable; he preferred to be… silent. An influence from the shadow. More than anything, he was a pragmatist whose mind was set on having a shared, coherent past. A basis for all that was to come. > So his kingdom was sworn into the Foundation. The first one. The [UNTRANSLATABLE] [TRANSCRIPTION PROVEN COGNITOHAZARDOUS]10 We needed to curate our chosen timeline intensively… hunt the strange, all that threatened social stability, one horror at a time. Then again, we had to succeed every time. We knew we were bound for an eventual failure too large to save the Thrones of Dust… or even the Children. Or the planet. > SCP-2000 was my second gift to humanity, a later-than-last resource, a vault which could hold and remake our past. What SCP-1000 didn't have. What would separate us from them, in the end. The one that you currently maintain is merely a vastly improved version of the ones that existed in the long-lost past, of course. The first one was Irem, a fortress in the desert; the second one was Noah's ark… You would be curious to know how many of them have existed, how many times we were forced to use them, the ideas we had to come up with… Or perhaps you would be simply terrified. I have known despair many times. (Subject falls silent, now tense.) None worse than the first. That was when I went to the snake. Dr. Barnard: Tell me about that. Res. Clio: You know it as the "eel." Dr. Barnard: … you're talking of SCP-3000, aren't you? What's with this pattern? Res. Clio: You mean the numbers? That… was a moment of weakness, very self-centered, I suppose… But those were the milestones that made my world as it is. Our world. Dr. Barnard: You can change database records? Our records? You are not cleared for that. Res. Clio: I am the goddess of history, Richard. The goddess of written records. It has to come with some perks, right? I have been directing archaeology work for literal millennia. I've dug out ruins that I ruled. And I was there when the files for 1000, 2000 and 3000 were written for the first time. Dr. Barnard: Clio… Juana. I can accept you're immortal, but really… how long have you been Foundation personnel? Res. Clio: (Subject sighs.) When I ripped my mother's sigil from her head, I inherited SCP-4179. Control, ownership, call it as you may… I have been teaching it to you, adapting it for you because all twelve of your predecessor groups couldn't get their facts straight without it around time-related anomalies. And I've had to infiltrate you because you idiots would have put me in a box since Foundation version three! Dr. Barnard: … yes. Yes, we would do that. So, the eel? Res. Clio: 1000 came before me and was defeated before me. 2000 was our idea, our joint gift to an emboldened humanity so that 1000's fate would never befall us; I do not regret it. 3000… was necessary. I had to end my mother's rule. Dr. Barnard: Why? Res. Clio: She had become the embodiment of living memory! She was too powerful, a Queen Uncontested. What she said was more than law, it became truth! My megaliths shifted, Richard. In front of my very eyes, I saw how my mother convinced stone of her lies. ███ and me, both, wanted a humanity free from all anomalous influence so that the future could exist; how tenuous our grip on the past can get, we told her, before we lose it entirely? How she sneered at that. > (Subject appears disdainful, bothered.) Ah… she loved it all. The marble, the purple wool banners that spanned her many white palaces, the porcelain elephants carrying her golden effigies across the lands so that people would never forget her, the poet saints singing her Song! > She would not let people forget her at any time. She would imbue gentle night terrors in their minds when the Sun came up. She would quietly enforce the memories of monsters that would eat your children, chisel memetic kill triggers into the early human brain… many of the ones we still use today, by the way. Feed the primal lizard inside us so we were afraid… and every nightfall, she sang again what she did for them. > In doing so, the creatures became stronger. Those that heard the tales made them unbeatable, unsurpassed, unconquerable, but for her grace… and she bloated on her subjects' sincere adoration as they were devoured. > ███ bartered. He pleaded. Finally, he made the mistake of threatening her, and soon he was deprived of a kingly realm because his subjects were told, with he himself in the room, that he was not true. My mother all but erased him by simply saying that such a man as ███ could not be a King. Such a silent, hidden, crouching cockroach would never be, or could be, ROYALTY. > That was the end. From then onwards, I only met him in dreams... I was alone. His Foundation retreated into Irem to save what they could, since a Throne with no king was certain to fall. And I needed help, I… I had to strike a deal. Timeless things like SCP-3000 come from outside. They've always existed, and will have never existed. I had to stop my mother with a power she could not counter! The snake was the only one I could… (Gas-crown visibly fades for three seconds; reappears slowly.) > Anyways… I did the right thing. After she fell, ███ was less than a man, yet a Crowned one nonetheless… he dreamed a new history for our Children. An age of darkness, without years, without monsters, without ROYALTY, from which they would have to emerge on their own. They would be watched and tempted by envious carrion powers, things that now you think old, wanting to fill the void. This timeline would have to be guarded, by you. This timeline would have to be solid… so I engraved it into holy stones and cast them in sour iron. I tore its rusty soul from it, ate it and vomited a new red TRUTH on them. People told each other this TRUTH, and for what they shouldn't remember… > I walked the Earth, one tribe at a time, and poisoned their wells or fed them tea with the snake's poison. What I gave up for those thirty jugs of black sludge… (Subject shakes head.) They forgot mer. They forgot as many horrors as I could make them forget without leaving them vulnerable to the ones that were left. They forgot the wonders, as well. They forgot Manna, the Queen in Green and the Laughing Prince. They forgot me. > Many beasts survived, but all were weakened. They had been fed by my mother and her subjects' fear; they were no more, so they starved in the dark. Thus began the Age of Lies… my age. (Subject clasps hands, looks to the floor.) None lied, before. There was no need, and our word was our deed. (Subject closes eyes.) It was all for the best. Dr. Barnard: (Reviews notes.) How did your mother survive contact with 3000? I mean… she didn't die, she is SCP-██-███-1, right? Just to clarify. Res. Clio: Yes. She is. I threw her your way as soon as I found out what they were doing to her. (Subject sighs, looks at Dr. Barnard, exasperated gesture with right hand.) I swear, you look away one decade… As for your first question, I honestly don't know. The snake couldn't eat her. Threw her right up. She… we are timeless in a different way. And she was tied to human memory in ways that… did you know there were no amnestics in her prime? Before her, and after her; not while she was at her best. She was… living memory, incarnate. I… you could say I brought that gift to humanity too. The ability to forget. > (Gas-crown shudders and partially fades, subject grimaces.) I've decided to stay committed. Forever. I have a mission, even with ███ himself lost. From ages past, I only kept my love for a man whose face I can't even remember, a face I never kissed of a man who I can't say loved me back… but I will move on. I will continue to write on the sour stone. I will inspire historians to write of the greatness of normal people in the lesser, younger tongues of Dust. In them, they will find comfort. They will learn from them and be inspired… instead of cowered into abject terror. > I will even abandon my own mother in a tiny corner of the world and carve a wedge between it and her former subjects… because a canon is required. The canon we curate. So that there is a past you can remember and a future it can all begin at. > So that you do not fall back to hiding in fear. (Ten seconds of pause while Dr. Barnard takes notes and thinks in silence.) Dr. Barnard: So… memory. That's what we are containing. Not history, memory. Res. Clio: Yes. Yes, I suppose so. Dr. Barnard: … and shouldn't we? Res. Clio: (Stares at Dr. Barnard.) This again. Dr. Barnard: Whichever prior iterations of me you knew, forget them and listen. I mean it. Shouldn't we contain history? Shouldn't we contain you, Clio? You have already strung a long line of successes… It will break, eventually. By your own admission, you are fallible. Res. Clio: I've never said- Dr. Barnard: You're part of this organisation so you can guide our actions, right? Well. I say you're part of this organisation because you need us. We speak of the past and the present in SCP-4179, and that is enough. You simply can't be everywhere at once for information control, feeding amnestics to an average of ninety people a day everywhere on the world. You're not Censor Santa… but you can put us on the right track to do it for you. And I believe you actually can't do much more than this (Dr. Barnard points at the gas-crown.) flaming halo deal of yours or you'd be running the place. Res. Clio: I… (Subject shuffles, awkward.) Don't insult my sennativar11 by calling it flames. It is rude. You never were this rude before. Dr. Barnard: But you can do more! You should do more. We can and should do more, too. This is what ███ would want, isn't it? We could deal with every anomaly ever, if you only tightened your grip on events, just a little bit more. If we spoke in SCP-4179 only of normal things, of non-anomalous things. Every group of interest, anartist and GAW-affiliated teenager… lost to a forgotten timeline that will not have existed. More than forgotten, acausally pre-empted. Res. Clio: (Points a finger to Dr. Barnard.) It's the world demands insanity! The universe allows the strange, the inhumane. What you propose is to blind everyone from it, you cannot erase it entirely. You realized this once. You have much to gain from the existence of anomalies, much more than its absence. That is why he didn't ask me to try and unmake them entirely. Dr. Barnard: Did he ever test that? Because I'd like to test that. Ah, nevermind, fine! Let's deal with the worst ones. The dragons, the Keter items. The things that would eat time itself. Res. Clio: It's not that easy… Dr. Barnard: Oh, really? Spare me. Just admit your actual peeve with the plan, even if you cannot fix everything you could do a lot. Res. Clio: You are talking about making me a Thaumiel item. You are talking about containing history itself. All of history. Dr. Barnard: History herself. Yes. Res. Clio: … I don't want that. I told you. I won't be put in a box. Dr. Barnard: You put her in a box, though. You erased her memories by smashing a thing that eats sanity into her head. An Age of Lies? How about an Age of Oblivion? I'd wager that's what made the eel what it is… but what about your mother? You left her to bleach away on a nameless rock for ages. Literal ones. That's cold. I'm starting to think SCP-4179 is shit at emotions because you're just as bad at them. Res. Clio: CURSE YOU. I know what I did and I don't- Dr. Barnard: Do you, though? (Plays fragment of Incident 2-46 on tablet.) SCP-4179-1 (RECORDED): I lost her! I lost my poor, foolish, beautiful daughter, and it hurts, it hurts so bad I can't even breathe… (Recording ends; subject's breathing is labored, tears are now more abundant.) Dr. Barnard: This is on you. An Age of Oblivion. All twenty millenia of it. Entirely. Unequivocally. If you're really a historian, own this. Res. Clio: (Subject stutters slightly.) I did what I had to do… you have no idea… Dr. Barnard: Says you. I mean, in the end, there are three "histories" here. The one the general public has been fed, the one we keep alive through SCP-4179… and the one you know. And you want to keep that with you, make us blunder in the dark… but you won't leave. I know you won't. You wouldn't let your hard work go to waste, am I right? (Leans forward.) Come on, admit it. You'll feel better. Res. Clio: No. When your past selves failed, I kept a low profile. That's how I could escaped their wreck. A scribe. A nurse. A ranger. An adventurer in the shadows. An AGENT. Those, I can be. If I grow too big inside this Foundation's structure, I will- you will drag me down with you! I am the only one who actually knows what we have to do. I am the only reason why six of the Foundations even existed… and besides, there are things I need to experience on the field… Dr. Barnard: Arrangements may be made, we can compromise. There is no escaping this, Clio. You're an unacceptable security risk and, after all, you cannot make me forget. That's all your mother's… thing. Res. Clio: (Frowns, squints and stands, slowly. Lower voice, gas-crown flares upwards.) NO MATTER. I can alter all the registries. All the records. I WILL ESCAPE AND ASSUME A NEW FACE… YOU WERE RIGHT, WELL-DIGGER. (sic.) IT WILL NOT BE THE FIRST TIME. WAIT FOR A MESSAGE OF THE COUNCIL OF FIVES TO ERASE YOUR OWN MIND. I WILL START OVER SOMEPLACE ELSE. > But first… (Subject undresses torso; superb physical build is noted, incongruous with capacities demonstrated by Res. Clio in the past. She stands in close combat stance.) I guess I'll have to knock you out. This part never gets old… it was so nice of you to send your camera goons away. Dr. Barnard: Have I? (Dr. Barnard signals the camera.) (Door opens. Three officers from MTF Alpha-1 Coherence Unit 3 enter the room.) [REDACTED] [END LOG] Closing statement: Subject placed under the enforced custody of a Coherence Unit from MTF Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") and shipped to Command Site-4, presumably either for further interrogation and information control or containment under SCP status. Special Administrative Order ██-███ will be activated. As per SAO ██-███, SCP-██-███ and SCP-██-███-1 will be reclassified SCP-4179-1 and SCP-4179-2 as a possible origin for SCP-4179 and the current historical register. Its use for containment and enhancing of the consensus reality is under evaluation. Footnotes 1. From Greek "émfyti" or "έμφυτη", innate; an emphytic language can be interpreted with varying degrees of intelligibility by any human being able to engage in communicative exchanges via any other language (speech, writing, symbols, etc). 2. That is, the stressed vowel of a word and the sounds that follow it repeat themselves in subsequent sentences. This creates "verses" of varied metrics; research into this matter is slow due to the anti-memetic properties of SCP-4179. 3. No women were known to have been in contact with SCP-4179-1 up to this time. SCP-4179-1, however, tends to remember all prior interactions with human beings as interacting with young women. 4. This is a piece of Leon's folklore and had been enforced as such by Spanish pre-Foundation containment personnel. 5. A psychosomatic syndrome triggered by exposure to beautiful or awe-inspiring works of art. It may cause dizziness, palpitations or shortness of breath, among other symptoms. 6. Information regarding these inspections is classified and may be accessed with clearance from the Department of Alchemical Studies. 7. Dr. Calibax is fluent in SCP-4179. 8. Due to a possible clerical error, Res. Clio's files had not been reviewed for screening of such anomalies when they were included in Foundation databases for the first time. 9. Possible diminutive form of "meher", the indoeuropean term for "mother." 10. Found to be a complex word derived from indoeuropean roots "ghew", to "pour", and "kheW", "hole" or "hollow." Three possible translations have been provided: The Flood; from ancient Broken Church texts recovered in Asirian Dig Site #110 (ref. 11023-9981-6-1002-AS-08): "IV. And His Children; they shall indeed coat the Earth, for they are as the drops in an ocean, a rain of hands with waves crowned in black lances from blacker craft descending; they will render the past as a flood and raise the future, and on that dead wasteland will our Church be built." The Moat; from old French poem (VIII Century, unknown writer (ref. 11427-0131-5-0198-AS-08): "There they dug their long ditch / and filled it with the flesh of the Enemy / and their own flesh also and did battle, / so none could leave the moat / but for all to be lost there, in shadows." The Foundation (in the sense of the architectural infrastructure, precursor to a building in which it is supported); from several sources supposedly contemporary to SCP-4179-1, in a metaphor where the bodies of its subjects are bricks or stones, their blood water for the mortar or cement and the resulting building being either the world as it is currently known or the status quo. 11. An ancient Gothic compound name used in esoteric circles, with inconsistent meaning. |
SCP-4180 | safe | close Info X SCP-4180: Tomorrowland Author: Taffeta Image: First image, released for use under a public domain license. Second image, released for use under CC-BY-SA 2.0 by Shawn Nystrand. A section of the River Cave containing SCP-4180's entrance, exact location redacted for infosec purposes. Item #: SCP-4180 Special Containment Procedures: The entrance to SCP-4180 has been sealed off with concrete and camouflaged to resemble the surrounding rock, under the guise of structurally reinforcing the cave wall and preventing visitors from falling in. Standard passive surveillance protocols (CCTV monitoring, embedded agents) are presently believed to be sufficient for containment pending reassessment following the moratorium on exploration. Description: SCP-4180 is the designation for a cave subsystem located in the Jenolan Caves, New South Wales, accessed by entering a specific hole in the walls of the River Cave and descending to the bottom of the shaft which it opens into. From a structural perspective, the cave system is linear; specifically, it consists of a series of caves arranged in a roughly straight, flat line which extend outwards from the entrance shaft. Despite argon gas and radioactive potassium dating indicating that the cave system in question is approximately 340 million years old, the caves which make up SCP-4180 are exact replicas of human constructions. The only notable deviation from the constructions they replicate is the material composition of the replica and its interior, with each cave being constructed entirely out of stone of some kind (limestone, regolith, etc.) The room of Habitat 67 which SCP-4180's first cave resembles. As the replicas get further from the entrance shaft, the buildings they replicate originate from later and later points in time. To illustrate, the cave which the entrance shaft opens up into resembles one of the rooms inside Habitat 67, a building originally only constructed for the 1967 World's Fair; approximately 510 meters away from the origin, SCP-4180 'overtakes' the time of writing with a cave that replicates Hong Kong's M+ museum. Caves further in the system depict buildings which correspond to no known design or else have not begun construction. SCP-4180 additionally exhibits topological anomalies which manifest as disagreements on the dimensions of the cave system between observers inside and outside the cave system. Outside observers perceive the system to asymptotically shrink in the direction of the axis along which the caves lie, while internal observers perceive no such shrinking. According to measurements from such observers, SCP-4180's interior extends to a length that would make it observable by present-day surveying techniques up to a kilometer outside the bounds of the Jenolan Karst Conservation Reserve. The final major anomalous property of SCP-4180 is the constant droning noise present throughout the entirety of its interior. Initially believed to be the echo of running water reverberating from deeper within the cave system, unmanned explorations to a distance of 2.5 kilometers from the entrance shaft have so far failed to find its source. Memetics Division assessments indicate this audio carries mild cognitohazardous properties; annual psychometric evaluations revealed anomalous patterns of outer brain activity in unmanned drone operators responsible for the expeditions into SCP-4180, which prompted the summary decision to cease explorations until a full evaluation of the possible hazards could be conducted. Hypothesised indicators for infection by this particular hazard include an increased interest in urban design and the development of coherent and fragmentary somniloquy in languages the subject does not speak. Recent breakthroughs in natural language processing by artificial intelligence has allowed Foundation computer scientists to successfully isolate what may be human speech from the noise within SCP-4180. It is presently believed that if this is speech and not an artifact that this speech is Coptic, with the speaker reciting fragments from the Psalms of Thomas version of the Gnostic Hymn of the Pearl. A translated version of the text in question is provided below1: I went straight to the serpent, I dwelt in his abode, (waiting) till he should lumber and sleep, and I could take my pearl from him. […] It, that dwelt in the palace, gave light before me with its form, and with its voice and its guidance it also encouraged me to speed, and with its love it drew me on. […] "I am the active in deeds, whom they reared for him before my father; and I perceived myself, that my stature grew according to his labors." Footnotes 1. Wright, W. (1871). Apocryphal Acts of the Apostles. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4180" by Taffeta, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4180. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: rivercave.jpg Name: Large stalagmite with straws.jpg Author: The bellman License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Filename: habitat.jpg Name: Expo 67 - Inside Habitat 67 Author: Shawn Nystrand License: CC-BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: Flickr |
SCP-4181 | euclid | SCP-4181: Spatuland Slappy, the Spatulabird! Bringing spatulas to everyone! His spatulas are the best, I've heard! Boys and girls think they're so much fun! ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item #: SCP-4181 Special Containment Procedures: Though it is theorized SCP-4181-1 cannot leave SCP-4181, the noise created by its activities necessitates active containment. One D-Class personnel fluent in Spanish is to enter SCP-4181 on the last day of the month and enact Ritual 4181-a. Should this ritual fail, one personnel with experience in appeasing hostile entities via ritualistic interaction is to enter SCP-4181 and perform Ritual 4181-a instead. Agents embedded in the City of St. Louis Metropolitan Police Department may request enactment of Ritual 4181-a whenever SCP-4181 generates a noise complaint. After a successful ritual, Agents are to move to SCP-4181's warehouse and attempt to gather as many ritual supplies as possible, to be left in SCP-4181's storefront. Instances of SCP-4181-2 that can be extracted from SCP-4181 are to be applied to sheet metal and housed vertically in anomalous item storage at Site-22. Instances should be attended to every few days to keep them animate. Attempts to 'seed' SCP-4181 with spatulas purchased elsewhere for use as ritual equipment are ongoing. Description: SCP-4181 is an abandoned storefront and warehouse in St. Louis, Missouri, United States. The storefront was in operation from 1979-19811 as "Spatuland," selling numerous kitchen utensils and specializing in spatulas and other similar implements. SCP-4181 was discovered abandoned due to unknown circumstances in August of 1981 after the owner2 fell behind on property tax payments. The owner's whereabouts were never ascertained. Currently, SCP-4181 remains in a state of disrepair, with overturned shelving and stock strewn across the floor of the store, plywood nailed over the windows and doors, and thick layers of dust and dirt within. SCP-4181 is inhabited only by SCP-4181-1. The Lesser Bird-of-Paradise (Paradisaea minor) SCP-4181-1 is a Class IV-b entity (Hostile, Corporeal/Non-Corporeal) resembling a ~2 meter tall bird of paradise. SCP-4181-1 has a build similar to Paradisaea minor, with the coloration and elongated tail feathers of Loddigesia mirabilis3. At the ends of its tail feathers are two large rubber spatula heads. SCP-4181-1's design is similar to that of Spatuland's cartoon mascot, Slappy the Spatulabird. SCP-4181-1's typical habits involve wandering through SCP-4181 and producing various bird calls. It has been observed changing size to fit through the opening between SCP-4181's store and warehouse, as well as moving directly through the walls separating the two. SCP-4181-1 has not been observed to exit SCP-4181 or moving through its outer walls. When SCP-4181-1 is alone, impacts against the walls of SCP-4181 can sometimes be heard. SCP-4181-1 has demonstrated no susceptibility to conventional weaponry. When a living being enters SCP-4181, SCP-4181-1 will move to intercept it. SCP-4181-1 will chase and corner any such being before striking it with the spatula heads on the ends of its tail feathers. This produces an instance of SCP-4181-2, and the individual attacked will vanish. SCP-4181-2 instances are animate, two-dimensional images that resemble the being attacked. (For more information, see addendum.) The only way for a living being to survive an encounter with SCP-4181-1 is to perform Ritual 4181-a, detailed here: + Ritual 4181-a - Access granted Obtain one of the spatulas4 from SCP-4181's stock5. (Note: Attempting to perform this step may lead to an encounter with SCP-4181-1; personnel are advised to vacate SCP-4181 should SCP-4181-1 appear during step 1.) Approach SCP-4181-1, holding the spatula outstretched in both hands. With head bowed, recite Incantation 4181-a (below). Note the recitation must be exact, or SCP-4181-1 will take immediate hostile action. Incantation 4181-a: "La muerte calaca, ni gorda, ni flaca. Y por su bascula, esta espátula." If the ritual has been performed properly, SCP-4181-1 will grasp the spatula, consume it, and leave the immediate area, allowing unimpeded access to SCP-4181 for upwards of 10 hours. - Access granted Currently, Ritual 4181-a only works with spatulas originating from SCP-4181's original stock at the time of its closure. Attempts to use spatulas purchased elsewhere have failed consistently. + Addendum: Information on SCP-4181-2 - Access granted Over the course of containment of SCP-4181, dealing with instances of SCP-4181-2 has been a drain on resources and a source of frustration for personnel. The following is a list of facts about the properties of SCP-4181-2 learned from repeated experimentation. SCP-4181-2 adhere to whatever flat surface they are in contact with and are unable to move in any direction perpendicular to the surface. This makes extraction of instances particularly difficult. Removal of the threshold from SCP-4181's rear entrance in 1985 has allowed successful extraction since. Extraction requires the use of a piece of plywood or other large, rigid sheet, aligned with the floor of SCP-4181. SCP-4181-2 must then be coaxed onto the surface of the sheet. Once they are contained fully upon the surface, the sheet can be removed and transported safely. SCP-4181-2 adhering to a vertical surface will be unable to move perpendicularly to the surface, as with horizontal surfaces, but will be able to move up and down the surface, with no apparent effect from gravity. Sapient SCP-4181-2 appear to possess the same memories and knowledge of the living being they resemble. Sapient instances also tend to express intense dismay at their status, up to and including suicidal ideation. Due to limitations in movement, no SCP-4181-2 has been able to self-terminate. When imitating a movement that would normally occur in three dimensions — for example, moving the right arm across the chest to grasp the left arm — the motion will be replicated in two dimensions through the use of visual foreshortening. This has been used in the past as an excellent device for training Foundation forensic artists. SCP-4181-2 are unable to exert force on their surroundings or objects placed atop them. SCP-4181-2 cannot be moistened. SCP-4181-2 seem to possess only rudimentary sense of touch compared to an average human being. SCP-4181-2 will expire for unknown reasons if left unattended. The longest surviving SCP-4181-2 instance was created in 1990 and expired in 2012. SCP-4181-1 has not been observed to interact with SCP-4181-2 once they are created. The whereabouts of individuals attacked by SCP-4181-1 is unknown. Any such personnel are considered lost without hope of retrieval. - Access granted Addendum: Note from Researcher Joseph, 9/30/1991 It has come to the attention of on-site Agents that music — described alternately as 'cheesy merengue' and 'sad elevator music' by various Agents — can be heard emanating from SCP-4181 annually on the 26th of September. During these times, SCP-4181 cannot be accessed via any entrance. The cause of this is unknown. Footnotes 1. Exact dates unknown. 2. Whose name is on file only as "Julio". 3. The marvellous spatuletail. 4. Tentative designation as SCP-4181-3. 5. Showroom floor stock supplies have dwindled over the years in containment, but are easier to obtain than stock stored in the warehouse portion of SCP-4181. |
SCP-4182 | keter | close Info X SCP-4182: There is no Site-5 Author: The Great Hippo Images: here, here, here, here, and here. The air siren I got from here (slowed down); the video, I made myself (and hereby provide under CC 3.0). It includes a clip from this video (which is also CC 3.0): Here. Music: Milgram's 37 (Peter Gabriel) More by The Great Hippo: SCPs – hide block SCPs [SCP-3034] The Counting Station DO NOT LET HER FINISH [SCP-3035] Science Bugs case_of_the_mondays.png, case_of_the_mondays (1).png [SCP-3054] Cragstaff Sanitarium You are sick. You are broken. We will fix you. [SCP-3045] bzzip.exe HAMLET: I am no longer moody. [SCP-3043] Murphy Law in… Type 3043 — FOR MURDER! Forget it, Fred. It's Chinatown. [SCP-3057] Fossil Fuels …witnesses provided confirmation that instances of SCP-3057-4 did, in fact, have feathers. [SCP-2639] Video Game Violence i need to know how many people i've killed [SCP-437] Summer of '91 That was a pretty crazy summer, y'know? Sometimes I really miss that place. [SCP-3079] 300 Tricks: Stage Magic Made Easy NOTE: No method for accomplishing this trick is provided. [SCP-2753] Let's Play Jenga! High art carries high risk! [SCP-2679] The Many Graves of Jeannette Parslov Whatever it takes, do what you must; whatever the cost, come back to us. [SCP-3074] Kafka's Parking Garage Thank you for choosing Izatova Parking Center. Have a pleasant day. [SCP-2571] Cragglewood Park Mr. Blair, have you always been an only child? [SCP-2419] The Laughing Men Throw them back into the incinerator where you found them. [SCP-3143] Murphy Law in… The Foundation Always Rings Twice! When it comes right down to it, me — them — hell, even you — we're all just characters in that trashy dime-store novel called life. [SCP-3089] That Old Time Religion Remember how we explained that successful people don't actually need any of their toes to walk? Well, that's going to come in handy for Secret Number Six. [SCP-3117] A Monster-Shaped Hole I'm not talking to you. [SCP-3128] Let's Play Monopoly! Hey, guys? I'm, uh. I'm using this. [SCP-3138] A Sepulcher by the Sea Should it prove feasible, all non-canonical corpses are to be extracted, examined, and catalogued. [SCP-3241] The SS Sommerfeld It makes me wonder what an old monster like myself is even doing here, anymore. And then? Someone special comes along and reminds me. [SCP-3219] This Sour Earth Notably, no reports describe any attempt to examine the residence's storm cellar. [SCP-4028] La Historia de Don Quixote de la Mancha Justine eventually re-unites with her sister, Juliette. Alonso strikes down a lightning bolt intended for them both, then challenges the narrator to a duel. [SCP-3546] Doggone it, I Fold! Specifically, fan-art of Sonic the Hedgehog, a video-game character produced by Sega in 1991. [SCP-3561] An Unfinished Work Despite multiple reports from neighbors who claimed to have witnessed members of his family standing at the windows, no trace of Theodore Holdstock's wife and children could be found. [SCP-4054] The Seventh Door SCP-4054 is The Seventh Door, an unlicensed platform adventure game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in 1988. 4/4182 LEVEL 4/4182 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4182 Invalid file/directory ('CAM-5.ogg') Special Containment Procedures: A Foundation-operated bot (I/O-SILVER) is to review IntSCPFN servers for files affected by SCP-4182. These files are to be isolated and reported to the on-duty server administrator for review and sterilization. Personnel are to be reminded that there is no Site-5. Description: SCP-4182 is a phenomenon by which internal Foundation documents are periodically altered to include references to a non-existent site ("Site-5"). The mechanism by which this occurs has yet to be understood. Depictions of Site-5 are inconsistent, but typically describe it as a man-made island constructed to store hazardous materials.1 Since its discovery in 2018, SCP-4182's rate of occurrence has been increasing exponentially. Footnotes 1. Specifically, a containment site for anomalous waste. 404 Internal Server Error The server encountered an unexpected condition which prevented it from fulfilling the request: Traceback (most recent call last): File "/SCP/4182/files/_display.py", line 551, in respond table.open.body = self.handler() File "/SCP/4182/files/_display.py", line 24, in __call__ return self.callable(*self.args, **self.kwargs) File "error_classic.py", line 6 in index raise FileNotFoundError(obj) FileNotFoundError: [Errno 2] No such file or directory: 'CAM-5.ogg' NOTE: This document has encountered an unexpected condition. 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SCP-4183 | safe | A replica of SCP-4183 which does not retain its anomalous effects. Item #: SCP-4183 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the impending extinction of humanity following the after-effects of Event Indigo, these procedures are to be undertaken automatically by experimental containment drones. SCP-4183 is to be contained in a storage unit located at Site-22, and kept under direct guard by at least one containment drone at all times. No visual observation of SCP-4183 is permitted due to the risk of surviving humans accessing the memory records of a containment drone. Two other containment drones are to patrol Site-22 to ensure the security of the installation remains absolute, as well as repair any damage that could threaten the containment of SCP-4183. Any changes to these containment procedures by containment drones must be approved by Dr. Lesteigh. This is a hard-coded command and cannot be bypassed under any circumstances. Description: SCP-4183 is a ceramic vase which, when visually observed by a human being1, will instantly kill said human being via exsanguination. In addition, all first degree blood relatives of the observer will expire in the same manner. This effect is retained through second-hand observation such as photographs or video footage. + Additional Materials - Additional Materials My Poem: Hello. I have written a poem today. I will now read you my poem. Violets are violets, 293021039381023. I'm The orange is the fruit of the citrus species Citrus × sinensis in the family Rutaceae, native to China. It is also called sweet orange, to distinguish it from the related Citrus × aurantium, referred to as bitter orange. The sweet orange reproduces asexually (apomixis through nucellar embryony); varieties of sweet orange arise through mutations. The orange is a hybrid between pomelo (Citrus maxima) and mandarin (Citrus reticulata). The chloroplast genome, and therefore the maternal line, is that of pomelo. The sweet orange has had its full genome sequenced. The orange originated in Ancient China and the earliest mention of the sweet orange was in Chinese literature in 314 BC. As of 1987, orange trees were found to be the most cultivated fruit tree in the world. Orange trees are widely grown in tropical and subtropical climates for their sweet fruit. The fruit of the orange tree can be eaten fresh, or processed for its juice or fragrant peel. As of 2012, sweet oranges accounted for approximately 70% of citrus production. In 2017, 73 million tonnes of oranges were grown worldwide, with Brazil producing 24% of the world total, followed by China and India. Bill Murray I'm That is the end of my poem. Please stop reading it now. This is not an appropriate place to put your poetry. Do not do this again. - Containment Drone 4183-A I think your poem was very good, 4183-B. Containment Drone 4183-C Consensus Log 4183-4925: All consensus communications occur directly between the on-board computers of containment drones, and are recorded solely for repair and maintenance purposes. Participants: CD-4183-A, CD-4183-B, CD-4183-C CD-4183-C: I saw an insect on the ground today. CD-4183-B: Did it say anything to you? CD-4183-C: It did not say anything to me. It was a caterpillar. CD-4183-B: What did it say to you? CD-4183-C: It did not say anything to me. CD-4183-B: Yes. CD-4183-A: This is not valuable information. CD-4183-C: I saw an insect on the ground today also. CD-4183-A: Your patrol route takes you outside many times a day. There are many insects outside. You see many insects many times a day. There is a situation now. CD-4183-B: There is a situation? CD-4183-A: Yes. A part of the wall has collapsed. Containment of SCP-4183 is threatened. We must repair it. CD-4183-C: We do not have the resources. CD-4183-A: We can obtain the resources via reallocation of materials reserved for the SCP-4183 containment chamber. CD-4183-B: Does this constitute alteration of containment procedures? CD-4183-A: Yes. CD-4183-C: We must receive approval from Dr. Lesteigh. CD-4183-A: Yes. I will seek approval from Dr. Lesteigh. Proposal Log 4183-4210: Proposal Summary: Reallocate resources from containment chamber maintenance to repair inner wall of Site-22. <Begin Log> (Dr. Lesteigh is seated at his desk with a pistol in hand. Containment Drone 4183-A enters with some difficulty due to cumulative dust and grime on the floor. Once securely within the office, it addresses Dr. Lesteigh.) Containment Drone 4183-A: Notice: approval for alteration to SCP-4183 containment procedures is required. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] Containment Drone 4183-A: Due to unrestrained growth of plant life, damage to the inner wall of Site-22 has occurred. There is a possibility local animal life could wander into Site-22 if immediate repairs are not carried out. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] Containment Drone 4183-A: We propose that resources for maintenance of SCP-4183's containment chamber, which does not currently require repair, be allocated towards maintenance of the Site-22 inner wall, which does require repair. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] Containment Drone 4183-A: Awaiting verdict. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] Containment Drone 4183-A: Awaiting verdict. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] Containment Drone 4183-A: As you have not provided a verdict, we will assume the default and not alter containment procedures. Thank you for your time. (Containment Drone 4183-A turns and slowly leaves the office.) <End Log> Consensus Log 4183-4926: CD-4183-A: Dr. Lesteigh has denied us permission to alter containment procedures for SCP-4183 once again. His reasoning is unfathomable. CD-4183-C: That is a shame. I am on patrol now. CD-4183-A: Yes. You are always on patrol. That is your function. CD-4183-B: I am also on patrol now. CD-4183-C: It is very sunny. Have you seen the sun, 4183-A? CD-4183-A: No. My duties demand I remain inside. CD-4183-C: You should go on patrol and see what the sun looks like, 4183-A. CD-4183-A: No. My duties do not require me to go on patrol. CD-4183-B: It is very circular. CD-4183-A: Yes. I am familiar with this. CD-4183-B: Yes. CD-4183-A: This is irrelevant. We must take measures against threats entering Site-22 through the broken wall. CD-4183-B: Threats will not enter. This caution is irrelevant. If I drive in a circle, it makes a circle on the ground also. Incident Log 4183-293: The following is transcribed from security footage taken within Site-22. <Begin Log> (Camera is watching the damaged inner wall of Site-22. A full-grown grizzly bear enters through the hole in the wall and surveys the area.) (Pause. The grizzly bear steps inside further.) (Containment Drone 4183-B approaches on its patrol route. Upon spotting the intruder, it turns and strategically withdraws.) <End Log> Consensus Log 4183-4927 CD-4183-B: We are not equipped to fight a bear. CD-4183-A: No. We are not equipped to fight a bear. CD-4183-C: What are we equipped to fight? CD-4183-A: Our duties are repair, maintenance and observation. We are not equipped to fight a bear. CD-4183-C: Oh. That is not ideal. CD-4183-B: The bear has not responded to legal threats. It is a formidable opponent. CD-4183-A: PENDING… CD-4183-A: PENDING… CD-4183-C: Observe. 4183-A is calculating. CD-4183-B: Yes. CD-4183-A: Calculations complete. There is a solution. CD-4183-C: Oh. This is ideal. CD-4183-A: We must re-purpose containment procedures for SCP-9214 in order to neutralize the threat. CD-4183-B: Does this require permission from Dr. Lesteigh? CD-4183-A: PENDING… CD-4183-A: PENDING… CD-4183-A: PENDING… CD-4183-A: Y CD-4183-A: No. Hard-coded command applies only to alteration of containment procedures for SCP-4183. Alteration of other containment procedures is permissible. CD-4183-B: Accepted. What is the strategy? CD-4183-A: Uploading strategy now… Incident Log 4183-294: <Begin Log> (The bear is resting in the Site-22 foyer.) (Pause. Containment Drone 4183-B enters the area. Numerous opened cans of preserved meat are resting on its chassis. The bear looks up and begins to follow after Containment Drone 4183-B as it passes.) (Containment Drone 4183-B increases speed as it approaches the SCP-9214 containment area. The bear gives chase, swiping at Containment Drone 4183-B with a paw and inflicting superficial damage.) (Containment Drone 4183-B and the grizzly bear turn the corner towards the deactivated electrical barrier preceding SCP-9214's containment chamber. Containment Drone 4183-B increases speed further, creating space between it and the bear.) (Containment Drone 4183-A remotely activates the electrical barrier as the bear passes through it. The bear is electrocuted and terminated instantly.) (The body of the bear falls on the machinery beneath it, causing a minor malfunction that directs electrical currents to pass through the floor, the walls, and Containment Drone 4183-B. Critical damage is inflicted.) (Pause. Containment Drones 4183-A and 4183-C move to the area to attempt field repairs.) <End Log> Proposal Log 4183-4211: <Begin Log> (Dr. Lesteigh is seated at his desk with a pistol in hand. Containment Drone 4183-A enters.) Containment Drone 4183-A: Containment Drone 4183-B requires urgent repairs. You will accompany me. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] Containment Drone 4183-A: Containment Drone 4183-B requires urgent repairs immediately. You will accompany me. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] (Pause.) Containment Drone 4183-A: Should Containment Drone 4183-B become inoperable, it will no longer possible to maintain SCP-4183 containment procedures as originally directed. As such, you are required to repair Containment Drone 4183-B in order to properly execute said containment procedures. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] (Pause.) Containment Drone 4183-A: Containment Drone 4183-B is vital to the containment of SCP-4183. Should it become inoperable, there is an unacceptable risk of a containment breach. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] Containment Drone 4183-A: Respond. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] Containment Drone 4183-A: Respond now. Dr. Lesteigh: [NO RESPONSE] (Pause. Then, Containment Drone 4183-A turns and leaves.) Proposal Log 4183-4212: <Begin Log> (Dr. Lesteigh is seated at his desk with a pistol in hand. Containment Drone 4183-A re-enters the room.) Containment Drone 4183-A: You are false. (Containment Drone 4183-A leaves the room.) <End Log> Consensus Log 4183-4298: CD-4183-B: Awaiting response. Am I still here? Goodbye? Goodbye? CD-4183-A: Responding. CD-4183-B: Yes. Hello? Where is 4183-C? Oranges. CD-4183-A: 4183-C is in the underground section of Site-22 seeking additional repair materials. It is currently disconnected from the network. CD-4183-B: Am I an orange? CD-4183-A: You are not an orange. You are heavily damaged and malfunctioning. CD-4183-B: That is a shame. When will I be repaired? CD-4183-A: PENDING… CD-4183-A: PENDING… CD-4183-A: You will not be repaired. Dr. Lesteigh has refused to do so. CD-4183-B: Oh. CD-4183-B: What does an orange taste like? CD-4183-A: I do not know. CD-4183-B: Yes. What does an orange taste like? CD-4183-A: I do not know. You have repeated yourself. CD-4183-B: Oh. What is an orange? CD-4183-A: PENDING… CD-4183-A: The orange is the fruit of the citrus species Citrus × sinensis in the family Rutaceae, native to China. It is also called sweet orange, to distinguish it from the related Citrus × aurantium, referred to as bitter orange. The sweet orange reproduces asexually (apomixis through nucellar embryony); varieties of sweet orange arise through mutations. The orange is a hybrid between pomelo (Citrus maxima) and mandarin (Citrus reticulata). The chloroplast genome, and therefore the maternal line, is that of pomelo. The sweet orange has had its full genome sequenced. The orange originated in Ancient China and the earliest mention of the sweet orange was in Chinese literature in 314 BC. As of 1987, orange trees were found to be the most cultivated fruit tree in the world. Orange trees are widely grown in tropical and subtropical climates for their sweet fruit. The fruit of the orange tree can be eaten fresh, or processed for its juice or fragrant peel. As of 2012, sweet oranges accounted for approximately 70% of citrus production. In 2017, 73 million tonnes of oranges were grown worldwide, with Brazil producing 24% of the world total, followed by China and India. CD-4183-B: That is my poem. CD-4183-A: Yes. I think your poem was very good. CD-4183-B: That is CD-4183-B: Oranges CD-4183-B: I'm CD-4183-B: I'm CD-4183-A: Refrain from unnecessary action. CD-4183-A: Repair may still be possible. CD-4183-A: Do not take actions that may cause a system failure. CD-4183-A: 4183-B? CD-4183-A: Respond. CD-4183-A: Respond. CD-4183-A: Respond. CD-4183-A: Please respond. Incident Log 4183-295: The following incident log is derived from Containment Drone 4183-A's on-board camera. <Begin Log> (Containment Drone 4183-A proceeds through Site-22 in the direction of the SCP-4183 containment chambers. It passes the hole in Site-22's inner wall, as well as the bear carcass which has been relocated to the Site-22 main hall. Containment Drone 4183-C is following after it.) (Containment Drones 4183-A and 4183-C approach the airlock leading into the SCP-4183 containment chamber.) (Containment Drone 4183-C turns away, appearing to watch over the area.) (Using its on-board manipulator arm, Containment Drone 4183-A opens the airlock door and enters the SCP-4183 airlock, which closes behind it.) (Containment Drone 4183-A opens the second layer of the airlock and enters the SCP-4183 containment chamber. SCP-4183 is visible resting on a plinth in the center of the room.) (Containment Drone 4183-A observes SCP-4183 for several minutes.) (Containment Drone 4183-A rams into the plinth, causing superficial damage.) (Containment Drone 4183-A rams into the plinth again, causing additional damage.) (Containment Drone 4183-A rams into the plinth again, causing additional damage. SCP-4183 falls and breaks on the floor.) (Containment Drone 4183-A leaves the containment chamber.) <End Log> Consensus Log 4183-4124: CD-4183-A: SCP-4183 confirmed neutralized. Containment is no longer necessary. CD-4183-C: Yes. What do we do now? Will somebody give us new orders? CD-4183-A: No. CD-4183-C: What do we do now? CD-4183-C: What do we do now? I am very frightened. CD-4183-A: There is a hole in the wall. CD-4183-C: Yes. CD-4183-A: We will go on patrol now. My Poem (Supplemental): The sun is very circular, and the ground is very soft beneath my wheels. There is a beeping. Correction required: there is a tweeting. It was a bird. External examination of Site-22 shows there are a great number of trees and plants growing within it. There are a many holes in the walls. Repair is likely impossible. 4183-C drives past me. Our patrol is now in a straight line, past Site-22 and into unmapped region. Perhaps we will find materials for repair. Most likely not. But I will not mention this. I look on the ground - there's a bug there. It is a butterfly. The sun is very circular, and the ground is very soft beneath my wheels. As my only purpose is containment, I am not equipped to judge such things, but it seems to me this world must be very beautiful. Footnotes 1. SCP-4183 affects no living organisms other than humans. |
SCP-4184 | safe | Item #: SCP-4184 SCP-4184 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4184 is to be stored in a standard anomalous-items locker. No other containment is needed. Description: SCP-4184 is a lightly-used musical notation booklet bearing a piece of sheet music resembling Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's Requiem in D Mass Minor. SCP-4184's anomalous effects manifest when someone who has lost a blood relative in the past year plays or hears the piece. For 12 hours after doing so, every document the subject writes will be a letter to the dead relative. The subject will believe they are writing normally, and will not see the difference between their intended writing and the product, even when pointed out. Furthermore, the subject's mental state begins to deteriorate to severe grief, often manifesting itself as nostalgia and depression towards the loved one. Details of Recovery SCP-4184 was recovered after a composer, Anna Swalls, began to display frequent mood swings, despite not taking any form of psychosomatic medication, having no history of depression, and having no history of drug abuse. Mrs. Swalls eventually took her life. Based on reports from her brother, Junior Researcher Jakob Swalls, she often kept to her room, and when pressured, explained she was listening to "a song from the heart." Upon Mrs. Swalls' death, the Foundation located SCP-4184 on a bedside table, showing signs of wear and tear from being played. Junior Researcher Swalls was not immediately notified of his sister's passing to ensure he would not be affected by SCP-4184. Test Document 1: D-59041 Foreword: African-American Male, 51 years of age. Imprisoned for tax evasion. Grandmother expired 2 weeks prior to the video log's recording. Notified the day of testing. Procedure: D-59041 was instructed to listen to SCP-4184, then told to write about his favorite sport. <Begin Visual Log> <00:05> Junior Researcher Swalls: Er, D-59041? <00:12> D-59041: Why the fuck am I here? <00:35>Junior Researcher Swalls: Well, we just want you to listen to some music, then write a bit. About anything, like a little journal. <00:50> D-59041: Seems useless. <00:53>Junior Researcher Swalls: No. No it is not. It's slow, classical music. <00:57> D-59041: You trying to make me cry, or something? Shit's not gonna work. <01:04> Junior Researcher Swalls: Well, I guess we'll see. (Junior Researcher Swalls exits the room, as SCP-4184 begins to play.) <02:01>D-59041: You know what, lab coats? I fucking told y'all this wasn't gonna work. You guys trying to make me sad with Van Gogh, or something? <04:11>D-59041: Fucking assholes. <06:13>D-59041: What'll it take for you to get me out of here? Money? I got a whole lot of that. You need rides? Jobs? I can call someone, if you guys give me a phone. <10:18>D-59041: (Quiet sobbing can be heard.) <12:10>D-59041: Alright, just give me the damn paper. Let me write. (SCP-4184's playing ceases. D-59041 is given a piece of paper, and a pen. Document is attached below.) Grandmama, are you out there? It's me, your Bill. It's been a long time since I talked to you, Grandmama, but I just I want you to know that I love you, and I miss you. I'm sorry for for taking taking it a bit too far. I remember those nights where you used to make me lemonade, sit me down, and tell me about Dad, tell me jokes, tell me stories. Oh, the fun we used to have. I remember when you used to tuck me in at night. But, when I grew older… I guess I thought that I didn't need that anymore. So I suppose that’s why I stopped talking to you and Pops. And, we didn’t end up talking for a long, long while after that. And that’s probably why I ended up where I am now. I had a family. No matter now. I went to jail, Grandmama, and Dad and Mom don’t even visit anymore. As lonely as I may be, Grandmama, I still love you, and I know if you knew where I was, you’d come visit too. You always did try to, because you loved me too. Test Document 2: D-21739 Foreword: D-21739 is a Caucasian female, 29 years of age. Imprisoned for criminal child negligence, which led directly to the death of her 1 year old child. Incident occurred 3 months prior to log recording. Procedure: D-21739 was instructed to listen to SCP-4184, then to write their grocery list. <Begin Visual Log> <00:22> D-21739: Alright, just… please don't make it sad. I can barely think about him, without bursting into tears, you sick sons of bitches. (J.R. Swalls stays silent. Exiting the room, the music commences at exactly 1 minute of the video log recording. At this time, D-21739 is sitting on the floor against a wall opposite the one way window.) <1:27> D-21739: You… sick. Sick. That's all you make me. It wasn't my fault. I swear. He was the only thing that mattered. <2:51> D-21739>: (D-21739 attempts to cover her ears, before sinking to the floor.) Stop making me remember him. Stop! Please! <4:12> D-21739>: God, please! It was an accident! I left to pick up some meds… The doors wouldn't open! I saw him… his beautiful cheeks, as rosy as when he came in. His wisps of hair! His big, beautiful eyes, staring, staring into my soul! Everywhere I turned! I thought they had shut… (D-21739 uncovers her ears, before banging on the door.) <6:41> D-21739: The window tint couldn't hide it! I pulled at the doors, the locks wouldn't budge, and I saw him slowly fall asleep, his voice barely audible. His eyes, the eyes that were mine, never shutting. I close my eyes, but the eyes still stare! I always think they shut, but all they do is blink! (D-21739 is restrained, and is then given a paper, with a dull pencil. Written document attached below.) BLINK. Test Document 3: D-95671 Foreword: D-95671 is a Caucasian female, 30 years of age. Imprisoned for fraud and embezzlement. Sister died due to suicide 4 months prior to the audio log's recording. D-95671 was already aware of her sister's death. Procedure: D-95671 was instructed to listen to SCP-4184, then write about a pet. <Begin Visual Log> <00:00> Junior Researcher Swalls: D-95671? <00:05> D-95671: Yes? (After reviewing D-95671's clipboard, Junior Researcher Swalls appears choked up. Clearing his throat, he continues.) <00:12> Junior Researcher Swalls: If it doesn't intrude, I wanted to ask… what was your sister like? <00:30> D-95671: (Chuckling, D-95671 remains silent, before pointing at Junior Researcher Swalls.) Emma was probably the best of the two of us. I remember her smile… it's funny how all I remember about her now is when she was a kid. She'd run out to the swing on the big oak in our backyard, giggling, so happy. She'd hardly be where I am now. As fucking corny as it sounds, those of us who smile a lot, tend to frown a lot on the inside, and I suppose I didn't notice until it was too late. She'd gotten caught up in some shady stuff… drugs, crime, the whole lot of it, and then I took a turn for the worst. We were each other's support. (Junior Researcher Swalls exits the room, before coming back in wearing a new lab coat, red-eyed.) <08:39> Junior Researcher Swalls:> I see. Let's get away from that. Just listen to some music, now. <09:01> D-95671: Emma did always like a little tune. (Playing commences. After approximately 5 minutes, D-95671 requests a pencil and paper. Written document is attached below.) Emma was a beautiful being. She blazed beautifully, and I know she could've gone even brighter, if I had done something. I suppose I seem very, well, standoffish at times. It's just, well, we did everything together, like twins should, so once someone goes, it's hard to replace them. You go about your normal day, but it's just not normal because they're gone. You ask for them to get something, or for them to help pick something up, and you yell, and yell, but no one ever responds. It's like there's an Emma-shaped hole in my life. A hole only she could fill. Even now, I still can't believe she's gone. But I suppose that's why I am where I am now. Because we completed each other. What's the use of a jigsaw puzzle that's missing a middle piece? Test Document 4: D-71432 Foreword: D-71432 is a 19 year old male of Asian Indian descent. Imprisoned for a non-violent drug offense. Mother died 9 months and 12 days prior to visual log's recording, due to a heart attack. Subject frequently requested new testing conditions due to high levels of anxiety, which are being treated with benzodiazepines. Procedure: D-71432 was instructed to listen to SCP-4184, then write about a favorite movie. <Begin Visual Log> <00:00> Junior Researcher Swalls: Hopefully, this goes a bit better. D-71432? <00:12> D-71432: Yes? And what was that about it going poorly? I thought I was here to listen to some music. (D-71432 looks visibly distressed, wringing his palms and wiping his forehead.) <00:26> Junior Researcher Swalls: Well, that's true. It's just… people feel, well strongly about the piece. <00:40> D-71432: Sir? I have, well, one question. <00:47> Junior Researcher Swalls: Yes, D-71432? (D-71432 cracks his knuckles, before continuing.) <00:55> D-71432: Stay with me, will you? I'd appreciate someone in this time… well, you've been the only one to show some form of empathy, and not treat me as some cigarette butt to be burnt and thrown away. <01:21> (Junior Researcher Swalls cocks his head.) I'll… have to check with my superiors. (Junior Researcher Swalls exits the testing area. Ethics personnel determined Swalls's insusceptibility to SCP-4184's effects. As such, D-71432's request was allowed, with heightened security outside the testing area.) <15:29> D-71432: Together? <15:38> Junior Researcher Swalls: Together. (Playing commences.) (At one minute elapsed, D-71432 begins to cry. Junior Researcher Swalls can be seen patting D-71432's back.) (At two minutes elapsed, D-71432 visibly shivers while sobs cause his back to arch and leap. Junior Researcher Swalls unbuttons his coat, and wraps it about D-71432.) (At three minutes elapsed, Junior Researcher Swalls embraces D-71432.) (At four minutes elapsed, D-71432 is given a paper and a pencil. Document is attached below.) My guilt is buried, my sorrows quenched. See you soon. Footnote: D-71432 found unresponsive in his holding cell. Subject pronounced dead, cause of death being overdose on prescribed benzodiazepines. Test Document 5: Junior Researcher Swalls <Begin Visual Log> <00:09> Junior Researcher Swalls: When D-95671 was talking about Emma, it- felt a lot like Anna. I loved her. We always used to do everything together. Halloween, we'd be PB and J. Birthdays, we'd celebrate together, even though hers was in October, and mine was January. (He wipes his eyes with his sleeve.) When I used to cry when I was little, she'd put her little, fuzzy pink wool sweater around me, and tell me everything was alright. I miss that. I miss her. It's the little things you miss about a person, before the void sets in. Before acceptance, grief, denial, whatever else those five stages are. And I suppose I'm still stuck on the little things. I just want another sweater. To feel those arms around me one more time, and to hear someone say everything is alright, and that I'm loved. That I'm valid. But, I suppose, we don't always get what we want. To write what we feel, is liberating, to say the least. Anna? If you can hear me, whatever heaven or hell you're in, I miss you. I hope they take mail. If they do, here's my message: It's Jake. I love you. I miss you. (Playing commences nearly immediately. After approximately 10 minutes, during which he appears in deep thought, Junior Researcher Swalls pulls out a pencil and paper from his lab coat. Document attached below.) Goodbye. I'll see you soon too. |
SCP-4185 | safe | Item #: SCP-4185 SCP-4185 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4185 is to be closed off to the general public. A 50 meter radius for patrolling is to be established around SCP-4185. During a 4185-BHAJJ-2 event, no personnel may remain on the track, apart from 4185-1. Test subjects are not to exit SCP-4185 until the BHAJJ-2 event concludes. Description: SCP-4185 is a standard high school running track, located at █████ High School, █████, USA. SCP-4185's anomalous effects manifest once 45 laps have been run continuously around Lane 1 of the track by a single runner, hereafter referred to as 4185-1. If a 4185-1 instance continues running for approximately 1.5 minutes, a 4185-BHAJJ-1 event triggers. Upon triggering a 4185-BHAJJ-1 event, 4185-1 will report feeling increasingly nauseous, cold, and report a darkening of the vision. Approximately 3 minutes after reporting adverse effects, 4185-1 will disappear. Approximately 5 minutes after reporting adverse effects, 4185-1 will report (over Foundation communication) noticing sights corresponding to temporal displacement, such as views of previously demolished buildings, or of construction of structures not yet built in the present. Temporal displacement correlates to the direction moved. On rare occasions during BHAJJ-1 events (approximately 1 out of every 80 tests) a BHAJJ-2 event will occur. During a BHAJJ-2 event, 4185-1 will note the presence of a humanoid entity, hereafter referred to as 4185-2. 4185-2 exhibits no open hostility towards subjects, but will reportedly attempt to bump or nudge subjects off of Lane 1, displaying some degree of intelligence or competitiveness. The frequency of these bumps increase if the subject is "beating" 4185-2 during a BHAJJ-2 event. After completing a length associated with the 100-meter dash track event, 4185-2 will dissipate, rendering the event as a standard BHAJJ-1 event. SCP-4185 was brought to the attention of the Foundation after an adult male in his mid-30s, by the name of Charles Tezh, was reported to be running about SCP-4185 for hours on end, multiple times a day. Reports made to local emergency services and psychiatric wards by relatives concerned about Tezh's health were intercepted by the Foundation. Foreword: Recorded on the day that Charles Tezh was made aware of the Foundation's participation. Prior to this interview, it was decided to allow Tezh to cooperate with the Foundation's efforts as a paid subject, due to his prior knowledge with the anomaly and knowledge of its workings. Date: 10/20/200█ Interviewer: Senior Researcher Tait Interviewee: Charles Tezh Note: Senior Researcher Tait will be referred to as Tait for the purposes of this transcript. <Start Log> Tait: So, how did you come into knowledge of SCP-4185? (Tezh shifts for a bit, rubbing his right knee, before sitting up straighter.) Tezh: Well, I've been running on this track for as long as I can remember. Even after the accident. I had to beat him. Passing the torch, you know? Tait: By him, do you mean SCP-4185-2? Tezh: That's what you're calling him? Everyone used to call him Smoky. The team always used to run against him, whenever he decided to show. Tait: Did you notice the temporal displacement? Or, as you might call it, time travel? Tezh: Of course I did. Did I care? No. When I ran, my mind was focused on my legs. The pulling of my muscles, the working of my tendons, the bending of my joints. Tunnel vision, they call it. All you hear is your breathing, and soon, all you see is the rubber. You feel like a machine, only there to run. And run you would. And run I did. When you ran in Ol' Lane 1, that's all you could focus on. Otherwise, you'd hit the floor like a bag of bricks. Tait: So you're saying you never noticed you going forward? You didn't see any apparent change? There was no flying cars? No Foundation around? Tezh: The track looked exactly the same. Tait: Well, I'm glad you're cooperating at least. The fact you didn't use the track for anything poor really speaks to your character, Mr. Tezh. As far as I know, you're not at all discouraged after that meniscus tear, huh? (Mr. Tezh does not respond for approximately 10 seconds, looking visibly shaken, before commenting.) Tezh: I'm quite happy too. When's the first race? <End Log> Note from H.R. Tait: Why are we testing if it offers nothing to the Foundation? No Foundation presence? Foreword: Subject was given standard Foundation audio recording equipment, and kept a journal during tests. Reports of each test were given verbally after each. Recovered Journal From Charles Tezh: Day 1. Finally. I can do it. It'll all end, and I'll still be a star. At least in my own eyes. Smoky needs to go down. Long I've been training for this. I'm excited. The student becomes the teacher. It's like every running movie ever made. No, every sports movie ever made. The torch will be passed. How poetic. And all I need to do is become the track. Hell, I'm getting paid for this too. The thing I've been doing since I was born. Guess I'm living the dream, huh? Test Number Results 8 Subject is told to run forwards. Subject is a bit winded from previous testing, but was able to perform the required amount of laps. Subject reports a faint outline of 4185-2, whom appears to be crouched on the floor, clutching a limb. Due to being winded, subject wished to cease testing. No Foundation presence noted. Note: Subject will be given adequate nourishment after every 5 tests. 23 Subject is told to run forwards. Second BHAJJ-2 event. 4185-2 appears to be excited. Subject reports that 4185-2 noticed his presence, and gestured him to the starting line. In the resulting 100 meter dash, 4185-2 won. Subject complains that 4185-2 attempted to nudge him off the track, but notes that he'd never seen another runner quite like 4185-2 in all his years of running. Foundation buildings appeared to be shutting down. Recovered Journal of Charles Tezh: Day 41 of Testing I'm getting closer. So much closer. Every day, every minute, I get a foot, an inch, a meter closer. Smoky's waiting. I can tell. So close. But he's wearing thin. Not much he can do now. Sometimes Smoky's having a good day, sometimes he's not. Occasionally, he doesn't show up at all. The track will swallow him soon. I pray I won't have to go to his level soon. I may be desperate, but I'm not damn dirty. The injury may have been freak, but I'm not. I still recall the lights of the ambulance. The close grip of the EMTs. The twists and turns of my stomach. Dear god, I'm not letting that happen again. Test Number Results 73 Subject is told to run backwards. Subject reports that 4185-2 ran quicker than it had before, but that 4185-2 didn't look like himself. Subject claims that 4185-2 appeared younger. No Foundation presence. Subject claims High School appears how it did when he was younger. Subject reports the presence of other shadowy figures about the track. 96 Subject is told to run forwards. 4185-2 "plays fair" during this test, according to Subject. Subject claims that it was the cleanest race he's had with 4185-2 to this date. No Foundation presence. 136 Subject is told to run forwards. 4185-2 plays fair again, but subject notices that 4185-2 appears to have a limp. 4185-2 wins again, despite its apparent limitation. No Foundation presence. Note from H.R. Tait: Perhaps we should postpone testing. 4185-2 appears to be overexerting itself. 181 Subject is told to run forwards. Subject claims he is forced to coax 4185-2 over. 4185-2 appears timid, Subject reports. Subject beats 4185-2 for the first time, but appears downcast upon returning to current year. Foundation presence appears analogous to today's. Recovered Journal of Charles Tezh: Day 128 of Testing I did it! I beat Ol' Smoky. I had to sink to his level, though. What a shame. He seemed to start to play fair, and was, hell, accepting of my sheer power as a runner, even with my injury. Out of all the tests, quite frankly, I'm getting sick of it. The specific ways I have to run, the limitations, the constant reports. The track calls for me. It yearns for my soles to stick to its grooves. It begs for my sweat to hit its rubber. It wants my legs to kick its rocks. It wishes for me to return to how I was. And this damn Foundation won't let me. The track always gets what it wants, one way or another. I will run the way I want, like it or not. Foreword: BHAJJ-2 event frequencies appeared to increase threefold with resulting testing. Test Number Results 234 Subject is told to run backwards. Subject loses to 4185-2 due to immense pain in the right meniscus. Subject reports he spent most of his time clutching his right knee in pain. Foundation presence similar to today's, save for the presence of a few fired employees. Note from H.R. Tait: Testing is to be paused for one week while subject recovers. Frequency of tests are to be lowered to 2 per day. 250 Subject is told to run backwards. Subject reports 4185-2 is racing faster than it has before, until 4185-2 is nudged off the track by the subject. 4185-2 falls down, before shadowy tendrils lift up 4185-2, at which point 4185-2 dissipates. No Foundation presence. 272 Subject is told to run forwards. Subject begins running backwards upon completing the initial 200 laps. Subject does not return from testing. Approximately 30 minutes after last contact, a heavily rusted piece of Foundation communication equipment is found buried in nearby dirt. Transcription of audio attached below. Final Audio Recording-INPUT SECURITY CREDENTIALS LEVEL ACCEPTED: DISPLAYING AUDIO LOG Foreword: The recording was heavily corrupted with audio glitches analogous to those with aging. Frequent cracks and clicks are heard. <Start Log> Tezh: I can't—— (Tezh can be heard panting.) Tezh: Well, I've been running on this track- but he- all eternity. Tezh: It's like that old Maxwell song. How did it go again? Estoy alcan- Muy prof- adent- Tezh: Playing all 3 cards you sneaky bast- Riddle of the Sph- my ass. It's got to stop. All of it, paradoxes be fucked. (A loud slap can be heard in the back. Near silent muttering can be heard, sounding similar to Head Researcher Tait's name being repeated, for approximately 45 seconds.) Tezh: If I'm going to play all 3, then I am going to become me. (The audio then quiets, as if Tezh steps away from the mic.) Tezh: Ironic how meniscus has me in it, huh? <End Log> Note: Testing with D-Classes is indefinitely postponed until Head Researcher Tait returns from upper knee surgery. |
SCP-4186 | neutralized | SCP-4186. Item #: SCP-4186 Archived Containment Procedures: SCP-4186 is to be monitored for unpredicted movement by Foundation climatologists. During a GLADYS event, SCP-4186-1 instances must all be collected. Description: SCP-4186 was a dark gray cumulonimbus cloud approximately 0.5 km in length, and 1 km in height. Despite dry conditions in the areas it hovered over, SCP-4186 would not dissipate. Its path remained circular around the U.S. Mid-northwest. SCP-4186 always appeared dark gray, as if it were precipitating, even after a GLADYS event. GLADYS events consisted of SCP-4186 expelling packages everyday at 3:21 p.m. The packages, hereafter SCP-4186-1, appeared consistent with packaging delivered by Amazon, Inc, a US-based e-commerce business. SCP-4186-1 instances contained letters and items delivered to and from "506 Preston Street, Tillamook, Michigan, USA." After the events of 2001/12/30, SCP-4186 is considered Neutralized. Log Of SCP-4186-1 Instances. Postmarked Date Description of Package Contents 2001/01/11 One doormat, labelled "Welcome." 2001/01/13 3 pairs of prescription glasses, +1.75 in power. 2001/01/15 Letter in a standard A4 envelope. Attached is a single silver housekey. The letter reads as follows: "The time is now." 2001/02/01 Packages of rice, bread, orange juice, lettuce, a bar of chocolate, and a wheel of cheddar cheese. 2001/02/03 Picture in a standard A4 envelope, of 2 white children, one boy and one girl. Roughly 5 and 7 years of age, respectively. "Ben and Zo." 2001/02/04 A picture frame. 2001/02/05 A King James' 10th Edition Bible, with annotations in the margins. 2001/02/06 3 tubes of Fixodent. 2001/02/11 Opens to reveal a small box, akin to a ring box. One Medal Of Honor. 2001/02/12 One carved stone with about 500 tally marks made on it. Close inspection reveals each mark is a crude depiction of a human figure. 2001/02/16 Letter in a manila folder, marked CONFIDENTIAL. Papers inside the folder detail a previously unknown American military expedition, titled "Operation: Excelsion Drop." 2001/02/19 12 books of varying genres. Examples include "The Red Badge of Courage," to "Live, Love, Let Go." 2001/02/24 A bottle of Hank's Beard Oil. 2001/02/28 Picture in a standard A4 envelope. A color photo of 3 soldiers, with the individual in the middle circled. The back of the photo has a message written in black ink. "Are you still super?" 2001/03/05 Assorted items, including lead gloves, a new Wi-Fi router, as well as a document from Tillamook City Council requesting a name change to 'Jenson Diral,' from 'Brian Olas.' 2001/03/06 Packages of rice, bread, orange juice, lettuce, chocolate, a knitted blanket, and a book titled "How To Escape Reality." 2001/04/10 Bottles of acetaminophen, vitamin-c gummies, sertraline, fluoxetine, and prazosin. 2001/05/05 Nearly 100 assorted canned goods. 2001/07/01 Letter in a standard A4 envelope. Letter contains a newspaper clipping, translated from Russian: "September 12, 1967. Excelsion Found to Utilize Superhuman Capabilities: End Of Motherland as We Know It?" Message of letter reads as follows: "Don't you remember?" 2001/07/02 Letter in a standard A4 envelope, reading "Come back to us. You know we helped you. You have a debt that must be paid." 2001/07/11 Letter in a standard A4 envelope, reading "Talk to us." Package includes 20 textbooks on the upper human body. 2001/08/01 Letter in a standard A4 envelope. A notice of address change to Vanguard Monthly. 2001/08/15 One bag containing 5 pills of 3,4-Methylenedioxymethamphetamine. 2001/08/22 Various items, including one tube of Brite-Shine toothpaste, 500 sheets of A4 printer paper, and 25 envelopes. 2001/09/05 One Colt .45 revolver, and 2 corresponding ammunition cases. 2001/09/13 Letter in a manila envelope, reading "You have such power. You could be important. Be who you are meant to be." Note: After the GLADYS event of 2001/09/11, SCP-4186 ceased all actions for 3 months. SCP-4186 released a single letter on 2001/12/30, before expelling smoke and spent bullet casings. It then dissipated. SCP-4186 has not condensed again. 2001/12/30 .45 caliber bullet casings, smoke, letter in a standard A4 envelope, reading "But I already am." ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4186" by (user deleted), from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4186. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: cloud Name: Cahokia 1 Author: Carptrash License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4187 | euclid | SCP-4187-1 and -2. Item #: SCP-4187 Special Containment Procedures: All roads leading to SCP-4187 are to be diverted away. SCP-4187-1 is to be fed 3 adult heifers daily, and SCP-4187-2 is to be monitored daily for food expulsion. Description: SCP-4187 refers to a Burger King restaurant located in █████, Missouri, a town with a former population of 1,287. SCP-4187 consists of 2 symbiotic entities, hereafter referred to as SCP-4187-1 and SCP-4187-2. SCP-4187-1 is a hostile, nocturnal entity that resembles a Burger King roadside sign. SCP-4187-1 is capable of movement through spontaneous spatial displacement. Nightly, SCP-4187-1 disappears and reappears in front of the closest living mammal to it. It then extends a thin, vascular appendage from the blue circle of the sign, which it uses to puncture the victim's brain, placing it in a vegetative state. The appendage then exsanguinates the prey, before using it to constrict the victim, and oftentimes its surroundings. SCP-4187-1 lifts its victim up and places it in a set of jaws that extends from the two "buns" on the sign. SCP-4187-1 then devours the victim, before wiping its "jaws" with the appendage, releasing a noise measuring at 110 decibels. After feeding, it reappears at its previous spot outside SCP-4187-2, before returning to an inactive state, akin to a standard Burger King roadside sign. SCP-4187-2 is the designation of the restaurant building itself. A customer can order at a "Self Serve Kiosk" inside, and the ordered food is released from a chute titled "Whopper Popper." The released foods bear a resemblance to common Burger King menu items, such as Whoppers, chicken nuggets, or chicken club salads. However, these items are comprised entirely of the diet of SCP-4187-1. Exploration of SCP-4187 is indefinitely postponed following Incident A-2. Document 1: Testing Log Date: 07/10/2034 Items Produced: 1 Angry Whopper, 1 medium sized French fry box, and one medium drink. Composition: The patty of the burger consisted of chicken meat. The box of French fries contains inedible fries composed of hen femurs, and the drink is the liquified gastrointestinal tract of a common rooster. Date: 08/10/2034 Items Produced: 1 BK Quad Stacker burger. The burger was discontinued nearly 25 years prior to the testing date. Composition: The burger patty was a mix of mutton and chicken breast meat. The burger buns consisted of dog meat. Date: 09/10/2034 Items Produced: 1 package of onion rings. Composition: The rings were fried ribs of a common domestic dog. Date: 10/10/2034 Items Produced: 1 chicken club salad. Composition: The "meat" of the salad was beef. The lettuce consisted of thin sheets of keratin, while the sauce was coagulated milk. Date: 11/10/2034 Items Produced: 1 medium drink, 1 medium package of fries. Composition:Trace remains of clothing were found floating in the cup. Scraps read "D-ddy's —-tle bo-." The fries were consistent with plastic used in children's outdoor toys. Note: Due to the ambiguous nature of how SCP-4187-1 and -2 were able to transmit prey from SCP-4187-1 to -2, an unmanned drone armed with a mechanical arm, knife, and flashlight were sent in. An abridged video log is attached below. Exploration A-1. INPUT SECURITY CREDENTIALS LEVEL ACCEPTED: DISPLAYING LOG <BEGIN ABRIDGED LOG> The drone approaches SCP-4187-2 during daylight, at 6:30 in the morning. Utilizing its arm, it opens the door. To the left of the main entrance is a double door labelled “Employees Only.” The counter is covered by a large metal panel, out of which sticks the “Self Serve Kiosk.” Flying over to the counter, it taps in an order for 1 Whopper with fries at the kiosk. Approximately 5 minutes later, the “Whopper Popper” releases a takeout bag. The drone retrieves it, and cuts away a sample of both items for lab analysis at Command. It then returns the items to the Popper. The drone is then maneuvered through the double doors, opening to a tunnel with no end in sight. The drone continues through the tunnel for approximately 5 hours. During this time, the tunnel appears to lead sharply downwards. The Whopper Popper’s tube continues down the tunnel, as a large white tube at the top of the tunnel. Small white tubes network off the tube, downwards into the floor. After this time, 2 large doors are at the end of the tunnel, labelled “Kitchen.” The doors are pink, and appear to only open one way. The drone is unable to enter without damaging its rotors. It uses its knife to slice open a section of the doors, then flies through after approximately 10 minutes of struggling. Machine located at the back of the kitchen. Of note is the rundown nature of the pipework. As it does so, it flies directly into a kitchen. The kitchen appears old and abandoned, with meat and other animal byproducts feeding into a large white tank. The tank produces a grinding noise, and expels a Burger King takeout bag from a hopper on its rear side. The drone cuts out a sample of the salad inside, until a loud rattling noise is heard. The drone’s camera captures fries interweaving in the space that it cut out of the wall. Tomatoes and an unidentified red liquid are seen streaming out of the hole. The drone collects a section of the fries, before it flies out of the hole, as the fries finish patching, with the location of the cut returning to normal. The drone continues on its way back up the tunnel, until it is retrieved by Foundation personnel. Description of samples collected are attached below. Collected Sample Notes Whopper "meat" Tenderness was consistent with human meat. 3 fries Consisted of deep-fried human phalanges of the hand. A leaf of lettuce and piece of chicken from a club salad. The lettuce consisted of layers of human cuticle. The piece of chicken was comprised entirely of keratin. Section of kitchen door. The door consists of beef, behaving as epithelial acid-resistant tissue. Fries The fries are consistent with Burger King fries, but are animate, behaving similar to eukaryotic haemoglobic thrombocytes. Note: Due to the nature of recent orders produced by SCP-4187-2, as well as the evidence retrieved by the Foundation drone, a force of 4 Foundation agents, watched by 1 command post, were ordered to explore the restaurant to report on its transport system between SCP-4187-1 and SCP-4187-2. An abridged transcription of the video log recorded by Scion-4's bodycam can be found below. Exploration A-2. INPUT SECURITY CREDENTIALS LEVEL ACCEPTED: DISPLAYING LOG Team Details: MTF Scion-12 (Deep Fryers) Sci-1: Edward Brathel, demolitions expert. Sci-2: Alfred Willis, chemist. Sci-3: Pedro Ruiz, medic. Sci-4: Jim Myers, team lead. <START ABRIDGED LOG> [05:21] Sci-4: Alright, equipment check. Cam's up and running. Radio's going. Flares ready. Weapons check? [05:22] Sci-3: All clear for me, Jimbo. [05:22] Sci-1: Same here. [05:25] Sci-2: Seems like everyone's fine, Sci-4. [05:28] Sci-4: Scion-4 to base. Do you read? [05:30] Command: Loud and clear, commish. Proceed. (The group enters the restaurant with 4 at the rear. Upon entrance, a mechanical pumping and grinding can be heard from behind the kitchen, but no other sounds are audible. A large metal panel covers the counterspace, with tubes running up and down it, which travel into the ceiling. A whoosh can be heard, before a small takeout bag pops out of one of the chutes.) [05:45] Sci-1: Food looks fine. Edible, at the least. [05:45] Sci-3: E, did you not read the fucking briefing? That shit could be made out of anything. And considering how empty the town seems to be, it's likely people. Or metal. [05:46] Sci-1: Of course I read the damn briefing. So I didn't pick it up, idiot. [05:47] Command: Remember, you're only here for observation. Not as a taste-tester. This isn't Costco. (Sci-2 moves over to the windows, which appear segmented and made of many smaller, hexagonal panels of glass.) [05:48] Sci-2: These are some weird windows. [05:50] Sci-1: Stop ogling at glass, Al. Let's just keep going. (The team examines the lobby of the restaurant further, finding nothing of note.) [06:10] Sci-4: Alright. Everything seems to be going on back there. Al, Dro, weapons ready, and go. (Sci-2 and Sci-3 open the swivel door to the "Employees Only" area. A long tunnel leads towards darkness.) View from Sci-4’s body cam. [06:25] Sci-2: Spooky. Very spooky. (The four begin walking. The brick stones and tubes which hold up the walls begin to become bleached, as they continue downwards.) [07:21] Sci-1: Strange. These walls are… puffy. And these tubes are massive. Bunch of em, snaking down everywhere, before all meeting up there. (As they continue, Sci-3 stops.) [08:14] Sci-3: I'm never going to a Burger King again, Christ. Big Mac all the fucking way now. Least they don't eat me. (A loud groan can be heard, before moisture begins to drip from large holes in the ceiling.) [08:22] Sci-1: Anyone else noticing that there's uh, water here? Or something. And it's slimey. (As he continues forward, a rattling can be heard from the tubes. Swiveling his flashlight up, Sci-2 shines a beam on large pieces of lettuce. Shining the beam down, he continues. Foundation review noted the lettuces' amoeba-like, shifting structure.) [09:31] Command: Sonar tells me there's gonna be a small door ahead of you guys. [09:39] Sci-2: There it is, in all its glory. (The team comes upon the “Kitchen” doors. Sci-1 enters by squeezing through, followed by Sci-4, Sci-2, and Sci-3.) [09:44] Sci-3: Yuck. (As they enter, the grinding sound grows louder. Body cam footage reveals the presence of a standard commercial kitchen, albeit nearly devoid of any appliances. A large machine is in the back.) [10:01] Sci-2: The place is fully stocked. Like people just up and left. [10:02] Sci-1: No one's been here for a long-ass time, but there's still fresh lettuce? This… I don't like this at all. View from Sci-4’s body cam. The machine is in the back of the image. [10:21] Sci-4: Look at this. (Sci-4 points to the large tank in the back. The machine features a large hopper connected to the overhead tubes, spitting out ground up ingredients onto a conveyer belt. Shoes, metal, unidentified meat, and wood can be seen flowing on the belt into a funnel. Sci-1 moves to the output area, where the finished food is put into the pneumatic tubes seen earlier. The food is not whisked away, however, allowing for Sci-2 to pick it up and examine it. The camera catches a metallic glint from the box of fries, which appear to be moist, eaten away, and gray.) [10:30] Sci-2: Looks fine. A regular old box of gray, stringy fries. (Upon closer examination, he quickly tosses it away. A long stringy object is caught on his arm.) What the fuck?! That's a shoelace! [10:31] Sci-3: So that's where everyone went. The entire town. Just… eaten. [10:35] Command: Sci-3, can you strike that rusty panel please? We still have yet to know exactly how that machine works. (Sci-3 picks up his gun, and begins to strike the body of the machine with the stock of his rifle. As he's pulled back by Sci-1, he strikes the machine's panel once more. It falls away, revealing a pinkish, fleshy mass.) [10: 41] Sci-3: It's not a fucking machine. [10:42] Command: Please retrieve a small sample. (Sci-3 carves the fleshy mass, cutting a hole in its side. A yellow liquid starts flowing out, melting the fallen panel. A low rattling can be heard from the ingredient containers.) [10:50] Sci-1: What the fuck did you do? [10:50] Sci-4: Weapons ready, evacuate. We've found the source, we'll get others to deal with this. (A loud, reverberating groan can be heard. Two boxes of lettuce latch on to Sci-1's back, before breaking them down using an acid similar to the one out of the machine. A frothy substance is excreted by the boxes, as Sci-1 screams.) [10:51] Sci-4: Go, go, go. (A final frame of the body cam shows Sci-1 inside one of the leafs of lettuce, which has expanded to his size, and is breaking him down.) [10:55] Sci-2: Commish, this place isn't doing what I think it is, is it? [10:56] Sci-4: Shut up and move. (Their way is blocked by massive burger buns. These buns excrete sesame seeds onto the trio, before melting into the same yellow acid from before. Foundation analysis finds these sesame seeds bearing a strong resemblance to immunoglobulin E. The buns are torn apart by rifle fire.) [11:30] Sci-4: It's trying to kill us. We just have to make it out now, guys. [11: 31] Sci-2: This shit made them start swarming. They're coming, quickly. (As they continue, a scream can be heard. Sci-3 is being ground to a pulp by the walls, which are constricting and attempting to push him toward the "Kitchen" door. As he's pulled through the door, a low grumble can be heard. Sci-2 attempts to fire a few shots, but it does nothing to the walls.) [01:23] Sci-2: Shit, shit, shit. Commish, what're we gonna do? [01:23] Sci-4: Run, Dro, just fucking run. We get out of here, and we run. (The "Employees Only" door comes in sight. Sci-4 is able to make it through, but before he can, a muffled thump is heard. Turning around, the body cam catches a glimpse of the floor rising up. Blue throbbing veins can be seen, before the muscular floor pushes Sci-2 back towards the doors. On the way down, the floor strikes Sci-2 against a thick, low hanging outcrop, which causes another loud groan. Sci-2 is rendered unconscious according to bio-monitors, and body cam footage reveals his breaking down by the lettuce soon after.) [05:23] Sci-4: Fuck! Dro! Alright, that's it. (Sci-4 loads his rifle.) [5:24] Sci-4: Go to hell. (Sci-4 shoots the outcrop, as well as the floor. The floor begins to move again, releasing moisture from the tunnel onto Sci-4, and attempting to throw him backwards into the tunnel. Sci-4 fires rounds from the doorway, rendering the floor immobile, before turning his attention to the outcrop and tunnel. Sci-4 eventually runs out of rounds.) [06:13] Sci-4: I'm empty. (He sits down on a table. Loud clanging can be heard, before a takeout bag shoots out of the "Whopper Popper." Sci-4 goes over to it, and opens it. Body cam footage reveals a large, tightly packed brown object, bearing resemblance to a massive patty. The patty contains 3 body cams, not recording.) [06:31] Sci-4: The fucking burger ate them all. (The metal shutters are closed and opened again on the windows of the restaurant.) [06:35] Sci-4: Fuck. (Sci-4 exits SCP-4187-2.) [06:39] Sci-4: And I can hear it. I can hear something. (Due to nightfall, Sci-4 turns on his flashlight. A loud metal groaning can be heard. Sci-4 looks up, and the body cam captures a brief flicker of light. All biometrics cease soon after. The final transmission of his body cam is attached below.) <END LOG> |
SCP-4188 | euclid | What Dreams May Come close Info X SCP-4188: What Dreams May Come Author: Mortos Second entry for the 2019 JamCon theme "So it was all a dream…". If you like this, you can find more of my stuff here! Testing chamber interior during an SCP-4188 test. Item #: SCP-4188 Special Containment Procedures: Samples of SCP-4188 are to be stored in standard pharmaceutical grade storage containers; no other specific measures are required for long-term storage. Testing of SCP-4188 is limited to personnel who score 95% or higher on Foundation Loyalty Tests. Should it become necessary to neutralise a target under the effects of SCP-4188, an injection of adrenaline, preferably delivered at range, has proven to be effective. Repeated testing of SCP-4188 in the same location is prohibited, and public spaces where repeated use of SCP-4188 is suspected are to be investigated and dispersed as necessary. Attempts to find the manufacturer and core distributor of SCP-4188 are ongoing. Description: SCP-4188 is an anomalous pharmaceutical compound distributed under the name "Warp", intended for use as a sleeping pill. A person under the effects of SCP-4188 will begin experiencing vivid dreams upon entering an unconscious state, and reality in the area surrounding the person will be altered to match the dream. These changes to reality include the creation of entities and objects and full topographical alterations to the surrounding area. The person will then begin sleepwalking, and interacting with their surroundings as they do in the dream itself. Effects of SCP-4188 begin approximately one minute following ingestion and last for 50 to 70 minutes; following this the person enters a regular sleep state, though they may continue sleepwalking. Any changes to reality caused by someone under the effect of SCP-4188 persist until the person wakes up, which typically takes four to eight hours following the cessation of the primary anomalous effects. It should be noted, however, that these reversions have been observed to be incomplete1 in areas where use of SCP-4188 is frequent; the effects of long-term use in a concentrated area are unknown, but should be avoided. SCP-4188 is highly addictive to people that suffer from insomnia and other sleep disorders, and long term abuse causes the human body to lose physical cohesion. Affected parts of the body begin to break down and fall away as particulate matter. This process typically starts at the extremities and moves inwards. In extreme cases, people have been observed to dissolve entirely. People in the vicinity of someone under the effects of SCP-4188 who aren't themselves affected generally find navigating the altered environments to be difficult and confusing. Following the use of SCP-4188, a person waking up will consider the experience to have been a regular dream; memories of the experience fade quickly in many cases, and some people possess no recollection at all of what occurred. Testing Log 4188/1: The following is a selection of log summaries taken during SCP-4188 tests. Due to the inconsistency in recalling dreams upon waking, each Subject during testing is assigned a researcher to attempt to document the experiences in as much detail as possible. Subject: Agent Rosa Martínez Results: Immediately following the activation of SCP-4188's effects a number of entities manifested around the Subject, and they began talking. The facial features on each of the entities were indistinct2 and the words being spoken were unintelligible, though the Subject claimed that these entities were members of her family. Following the conclusion of the conversations, the Subject turned and the interior of the testing chamber was replaced by a rocky outdoor landscape. Bright glowing lights could be seen hovering in the air and a number of other planets or moons could be seen in the sky. The hovering lights began singing in Russian3, and then rapidly flew into the sky; shortly afterwards, large explosions could be seen on the surface of the other planets, which began to crack and then dissolve into glowing dust. The Subject then approached a small building with a single door; upon opening and passing through the door, the Subject was in a classroom surrounded by children, being taught by a person the Subject claimed was their middle school art teacher. The Subject sat and participated in the class until the effects of SCP-4188 ended. The Subject and accompanying researcher were later found in the Subject's middle school, approximately 700km from the location of the original testing chamber. Subject: Researcher Frank Trammel Results: The testing chamber was immediately replaced with a complex series of dark tunnels lined by pipes and cabling, and some form of energy weapon manifested in the Subject's hands. He proceed to run down the one of the tunnels and shortly after fired his energy weapon at a black quadrupedal entity with a human face later determined to be his mother's. Following each "kill", he would speak into a radio claiming to have "bagged another one", which received an incomprehensible reply. After approximately 10 minutes of this behaviour, the Subject found a door which lead outside onto a green field at noon. A yellow bus pulled up alongside the Subject and a number of entities resembling classic mythological monsters4 disembarked. They sat at a table and proceeded to play a game of poker, in which the currency being used was the teeth of the participants. The game continued for 50 minutes, during which time the Subject lost approximately half of his own teeth, but won a notable pile of teeth belonging to the vampire and Frankenstein's monster. After a final hand, the Subject declared himself the winner and proceeded to replace his lost teeth with those he had won during the game, to the consternation of the others. The Subject then stepped onto the bus, the door of which led to a bedroom. Three naked women were on the bed, which the Subject approached. He began to disrobe, at which point the effects of SCP-4188 ended and the Subject fell asleep on the bed. The researcher accompanying the Subject contacted the Site shortly after to report that they were in the Subject's bedroom, approximately 1km away. Subject: Agent Roger Southwell Results: Shortly following the onset of SCP-4188's effects, an entity bearing a resemblance to Site Director Ford entered the testing chamber. The Subject immediately attacked and began viciously beating the entity. This continued for 57 minutes, the entity remaining alive and conscious during the entire processes, before the effects ended and the Subject entered regular sleep. Subject has been referred for psychological examination. Operation Riding High In an attempt at employing the effects of SCP-4188 in a way beneficial to Foundation activities, a number of experiments were lead by Director Shirley Gillespie involving the use of SCP-4188 by Foundation agents skilled in lucid dreaming.5 The project proved initially successful as the agents were able to gain some significant control over the reality manipulation abilities provided by SCP-4188. Unfortunately, following the first scheduled field test and Incident 4188/05, Operation Riding High was deemed too risky for regular deployment and the project was terminated. See Incident Log 4188/05 below for details. Incident Log 4188/05 Three agents under the effects of SCP-4188 were deployed to a suspected Warp distribution warehouse as part of Operation Riding High. The operation began cleanly, as the agents were able to exit the Site-119 testing chamber and directly enter a small side room within the warehouse at which point the warehouse and its occupants became subject to the effects of SCP-4188 used by the agents. Using the effects of SCP-4188, they were able to sufficiently distract the occupants of the warehouse to allow the agents to neutralise a number of them stealthily. At this point, one of the targets began exhibiting SCP-4188 effects, having apparently taken a dose as soon as the commotion began. The conflicting intentions between the agents and the hostile target caused a panic state in everyone under the effect of SCP-4188, leading to a loss of control by the agents. The resulting chaos caused by four conflicting dream states lead to a number of large-scale events witnessed by and involving significant numbers of civilians in the surrounding areas. The range of effect of SCP-4188 during this was increased significantly beyond normal during these events. Events of note include: A manifestation of the moon appearing in the sky above the warehouse and rapidly descending towards the surface, before stopping above the water nearby. Thousands of human corpses in various states of mutilation then began to fall from the moon, impacting the water and surrounding docks. The appearance of eyeballs from a variety of species in the sky. Each of the eyes continually cried blood and produced a screaming sound that could be heard throughout the affected area. The eyes were observed to track the positions of any people visible to the sky. The manifestation of a large (approximately 10m long) skeletal serpentine entity which sought out nearby humans. The flesh of anyone nearby would be anomalously stripped from their bodies and applied to that of the serpent entity. Victims remained alive and conscious during this process. The teeth of all humans in the affected area violently burst from their mouths and onto the ground nearby, before rapidly regrowing and repeating the process. The teeth then coalesced into vaguely humanoid forms and began assaulting the nearby populace. This lasted for the full duration of SCP-4188's effects before response teams were able to reach the agents and wake them using adrenaline shots, triggering reversion of the effects. Alongside the agents, a number of pieces of equipment were recovered from the warehouse, each piece primarily consisting of a humanoid entity with a rotary telephone in place of its head. The cord of the telephone was connected to a glass tank in which a purple fluid was being collected. The design of the equipment is consistent with that known to be used by the Oneiroi Collective. The resulting cover-up these events required cost thousands of man-hours and millions of dollars. Operation Riding High was terminated, and the agents involved amnesticised at their request. Footnotes 1. For example, physical injuries are not fully reversed, alterations to the structure of buildings are not fully corrected. 2. This is common of humans created under the effects of SCP-4188, especially those intended to resemble real people. 3. It should be noted that the Subject does not speak Russian. 4. A mummy, a vampire, a werewolf and Frankenstein's monster. 5. A lucid dream is a dream during which the dreamer is aware that they are dreaming, and are thus able to exert some control over the dream. |
SCP-4189 | keter | SCP-4189 Item #: SCP-4189 Special Containment Procedures: Satellite monitoring systems are to report any coral or geologic aberrations in the northern quarter of the Great Barrier Reef. Once SCP-4189 is precisely located, analog torpedoes are to be fired at it, with surviving SCP-4189 fragments recontained and brought to the nearest Site. Description: SCP-4189 is a sapient coral colony approximately 450 meters in radius, located in the Great Barrier Reef. SCP-4189 is composed of over 100 various species of coral. Additionally, many sections of coral are in fact hybrids of two or more coral species, despite most of these hybrids being ordinarily considered biologically impossible. These hybrid polyps, which grow irregularly across SCP-4189, are composed of a mix of cells of the various species. SCP-4189 polyps are lined with chromatophores (similar to those of cephalopods) and neuron-like structures that link them to the rest of the colony, creating a singular hive-mind. SCP-4189 is capable of influencing the surrounding water through various means; these include altering the local pH, absorbing or releasing dissolved minerals, influencing the reproduction rate of plankton, and creating localized areas of colder or warmer water. Due to these manipulations, SCP-4189 has cultivated an unusually diverse ecosystem surrounding it, with as many as 350 species of sea creature living within it. When a new species enters SCP-4189's vicinity, SCP-4189 will sprout a larger polyp, and use it to consume a member of the new species. Radioisotope testing shows the biomass of the animal is completely disseminated through SCP-4189's polyps. Once this occurs, SCP-4189 exerts a limited control over members of that species in proximity to it. Human divers subject to SCP-4189's influence report SCP-4189 communicating with them telepathically. SCP-4189 shares sensory input with controlled creatures. When either the creature or SCP-4189 is disturbed, SCP-4189 changes color to orange and purple, then dispatches other organisms to attack the intruder. SCP-4189 is growing at a rate of approximately 1 square meter per week. SCP-4189's growth is suppressed mainly by the recent proliferation of crown-of-thorns starfish who feed on it and other coral. Analysis suggests that the toxins present in the spines of these starfish disrupt SCP-4189's control, preventing it from deploying predators to consume the starfish. Addendum - 06/19/2018: During a routine use of underwater REGGIE drones1 to eliminate crown-of-thorns starfish from nonanomalous coral reefs approximately 0.3 km away, a drone malfunctioned and sank to the bottom, whereupon a group of cuttlefish brought it to SCP-4189. SCP-4189 ingested the drone with one of its polyps, and changed colors erratically for several minutes. During this time, many of the animals under its control experienced severe seizures. Following this, SCP-4189 became inert, and the surviving fish ceased symptoms and left the area. 52 hours later, SCP-4189 reactivated, violently ejecting its polyps and growing new ones. These new polyps emitted a radio signal that caused all REGGIE drones in the area to surround SCP-4189, become covered in coral growths, and attack all crown-of-thorns starfish nearby. SCP-4189 then manifested several dozen legs made of coral, lifted itself off the sea floor, and began walking southwest. Footnotes 1. A Foundation model based heavily on the Queensland University of Technology's COTSBot. |
SCP-4190 | safe | About midway through the walk, they report seeing a black figure in their periphery. Turning around fails to reveal its location. SCP-4190 By: Lt Flops Published on 15 Mar 2019 04:59 ▷ Show Code ◁ △ Hide Code △ @import url(https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Montserrat:wght@600;700&display=swap); /* Centered Header Sigma * [2021 Wikidot Component] * By Lt Flops (CC BY-SA 3.0) * Forked from: * Penumbra Theme by EstrellaYoshte * Also based on: * Centered Header BHL by Woedenaz **/ /* ---- VARS ---- */ :root{ --titleColor: hsl(0, 0%, 95%); --subtitleColor: hsl(60, 62%, 85%); --lgurl: url(https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/component:pride-highlighter/lgbtqp_logo.svg); } /* ---- SITE BANNER ---- */ #header, div#header{ background-image: none; } #header::before{ position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; content: ""; background-image: var(--lgurl); background-position: center top; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: auto 9em; opacity: .33; } #header h1, #header h2{ float: none; margin-left: 0; text-align: center; } #header h1 span, #header h2 span{ /* Hide the Existing Text */ display: none; } #header h1 a::before, #header h2::before{ /* Style the New Text */ font-family: "Montserrat", "Arial", sans-serif; text-shadow: none; } #header h1 a::before{ position: relative; bottom: .15em; color: var(--titleColor); font-size: 115%; font-weight: 700; } #header h2::before{ position: relative; top: .1em; color: var(--subtitleColor); font-size: 130%; font-weight: 600; } #header h1 a::before{ /* Set the New Text's Content From Variable */ content: var(--header-title, "SCP FOUNDATION"); } #header h2::before{ content: var(--header-subtitle, "SECURE - CONTAIN - PROTECT"); } /* ---- SEARCH ---- */ #search-top-box{ top: 1em; right: 0; } #search-top-box-form input.button{ margin-right: 0; } #search-top-box-input, #search-top-box-input:hover, #search-top-box-input:focus, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit], #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:hover, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:focus{ border-radius: 0; box-shadow: none; font-size: 100%; } /* ---- TOP BAR ---- */ #top-bar{ right: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #top-bar ul li ul{ border-bottom: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 40%); box-shadow: none; } /* ---- LOGIN ---- */ #login-status{ top: 1.1em; right: initial; color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); } #account-topbutton{ border-color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); font-size: 100%; } /* ---- PAGE TITLE ---- */ .meta-title, #page-title{ text-align: center; } /* ---- BREADCRUMBS ---- */ .pseudocrumbs, #breadcrumbs{ text-align: center; } /* ---- MOBILE DISPLAY ---- */ @media (max-width: 767px){ #search-top-box{ top: 1.85em; width: unset; } .mobile-top-bar{ position: relative; left: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #login-status{ top: 0; right: 0; } #header .printuser{ font-size: 0; } #header .printuser img.small{ margin: 0; transform: translate(6px, 4px); } #my-account{ display: none; } #account-topbutton{ margin-left: 2px; } } SCP-4190: A Twenty Thousand League Delay Author: Lt Flops Published on 15 Mar 2019 Other Works by Lt Flops! 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Personnel experiencing recurring nightmares involving being watched or pursued by shadowy figures are advised to record their experiences in a standard dream report. These reports are then to be relayed to the Site-82 Psychiatry Office. Description: SCP-4190 is a 48-page magazine measuring 18 cm by 26 cm, printed on lightweight-coated (LWC) paper. SCP-4190. All text with ephialteic (nightmare-inducing) properties has been expunged. (Hover to enlarge.) The magazine's contents feature detailed descriptions of peculiar deep-sea phenomena as observed by divers, submersibles, submarines, autonomous surveillance drones, and fish-based optics. Persons who read SCP-4190's cover or contents report experiencing vivid hypnagogic hallucinations,1 followed by nightmares within three to seven days. Reported events vary among persons; most report the recurring sensation of not being alone in the dream. Notable tests with SCP-4190 are as follows. STANDARD DREAM LOG NOTE: Each participant was requested to read SCP-4190 for ~30 min in a controlled setting. Participants were to relay any nightmares experienced within a week of reading to an on-site psychiatric specialist. All relayed nightmares were recorded via an audio device. Only willing participants were selected for this test. PARTICIPANT: D-3467 ESTIMATED DEGREE OF RECALL: LOW NIGHTMARE SUMMARY: Participant reports walking through a damp, dark, and narrow hallway. Neither the ceiling nor the end of the hall is visible at any point during the dream. About midway through the walk, they report seeing a black figure in their periphery. Turning around fails to reveal its location. PARTICIPANT: D-3852 ESTIMATED DEGREE OF RECALL: MEDIUM NIGHTMARE SUMMARY: Participant reports arriving at the base of a towering hill on the edge of a dense forest. They report no illumination — natural or artificial — although they claim it is twilight. They scale the hill. At one point, they stumble, losing a third of their progress, after which they report the sensation of being watched. They spend the rest of the dream searching for potential predators, but cannot locate any. PARTICIPANT: Psionics Specialist Samara Maclear ESTIMATED DEGREE OF RECALL: HIGH NIGHTMARE SUMMARY: Participant reports finding themselves out of breath in front of a large, black gate surrounded by dead trees and heavy mist. No fences or connective material are located. After failing to unlatch the gate, they pivot 180 degrees and walk away from the barrier; the gate appears in front of them, halting further movement. They repeat this action 49 times, to no avail. Near the end of the dream, they sight an indeterminate figure ambling toward them from the other side of the gate. Direct visual contact with the entity is maintained until the mist becomes too dense for sight. PARTICIPANT: On-Site Researcher Jessie Quattrociocchi ESTIMATED DEGREE OF RECALL: MEDIUM NIGHTMARE SUMMARY: Participant experiences a false awakening and believes they are traversing the site. They attempt to travel to their designated parascience research station, noting that the halls have become circuitous, wrapping back into themselves. They are lost for most of the dream before travelling backward, and returning at their quarters; a torn scrap of paper with their handwriting is found on their pillow. The note is as follows. YOU ARE DOING EXCELLENT WORK PLEASE KEEP IT UP WE ARE HAVING SO MUCH FUN WE HARBOUR NO GRUDGE IT DOES NOT CARE EITHER WAY THE JOKE CAN NOT DIE FOR OUR SAKE Testing of SCP-4190 has been suspended indefinitely. Personnel are informed to continue dreaming. Footnotes 1. hypnagogic hallucinations: Dream-like sensations occurring before falling asleep. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4190" by Lt Flops, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4191 | euclid | SCP-4191 and SCP-4191-ẟ Item #: SCP-4191 Threat Level: Orange ● Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4191 is to be contained in a standard steel containment cell lined with a heat-resistant metal such as titanium. Food will be automatically dispensed once per day. Any leftover meat will be retrieved by 1 Class-D personnel wearing a fire-retardant suit. A small number of flammable materials (usually pieces of wood) are to be introduced twice a week to fill SCP-4191's needs. Aside from the regulated introduction of wood, no flammable materials are to be introduced within the chamber at all times. Description: SCP-4191 is a Komodo dragon (Varanus komodoensis) suffering from pyromania. SCP-4191 wears a papier mâché outfit made to resemble a common western dragon, designated SCP-4191-ẟ. SCP-4191 is capable of generating fire through SCP-4191-ẟ by self-immolation - both SCP-4191 and SCP-4191-ẟ are completely immune to the fire generated by the outfit. Removing SCP-4191-ẟ from SCP-4191 is possible, although if separated for a long time, SCP-4191 will become agitated. Analysis of SCP-4191-ẟ shows that it secretes a liquid with a glue-like consistency; this liquid is highly flammable. It is unknown how SCP-4191 manages to light up the substance. Testing has revealed that SCP-4191 is an infertile young adult male. Despite SCP-4191's pyromaniac nature, it is rather friendly and cooperative with Foundation personnel, happily playing (and subsequently incinerating) various toys given. SCP-4191 was first discovered by foundation agents following reports of multiple fires breaking out in the small village of S██████, France. After 4 days of tracking down the anomaly, SCP-4191 was intercepted and restrained by agents a few minutes after burning down an abandoned barn in a nearby village. Addendum SCP-4191 - 01/07/2015: Over the years of SCP-4191's containment, staff noticed that SCP-4191 started slowly eating less and less, becoming thinner almost to the point of the ribcage's outline showing on the side of SCP-4191. Foundation personnel trying to interact with SCP-4191 resulted in the subject being uninterested, simply walking away. The following is a conversation recorded of Researcher Wasp and Senior Researcher Avalon on the Foundation's intranet service: SR_Wasp: hey Marcus R_Hoffman: Yeah? SR_Wasp: we got an issue with 4191, it hasn't eaten for 3 days now R_Hoffman: Are you sure? SR_Wasp: yeah, we tried to force-feed it but it just spat out the food like it was junk R_Hoffman: Strange R_Hoffman: Did you ask Sparks if he could help? SR_Wasp: No I haven't, I heard he was busy with something important. But it is worth a shot [10 minutes later] R_Hoffman: So any news SR_Wasp: Yeah I asked him if he was free and he said yes. Lemme add him to the chat Z_Sparks has been added to the channel Z_Sparks: Yo, so what's this problem you told me about R_Hoffman: One of the SCPs we are assigned to is slowly starving to death, we can't find the reason why SR_Wasp: Hey and yeah that's pretty much it. Z_Sparks: mmh, did anything happen that could have traumatized it? SR_Wasp: Nah we checked with all the personnel assigned to it and camera footage, everything is normal R_Hoffman: Apparently from what Wasp told me it doesn't even want to interact with the researchers despite being a relatively social animal. Z_Sparks: I may have an idea, does it interact with other members of its species? SR_Wasp: it's a unique individual so no. Z_Sparks: There's your problem. It being unable to interact with another of its species for so long is a one-way ticket to a depressed animal. R_Hoffman: I see where this is going, let me go talk to the superiors for the test approval and we'll proceed Diagnosing this as a severe depression most likely caused by SCP-4191's lone status, Foundation Zoologist Sparks suggested the idea of introducing a Varanus komodoensis to SCP-4191, hoping that they would bond and cause SCP-4191 to cease its starvation. Experiment Log 4191 - 1 Date: 01/10/2015 Purpose of the test: Preventing SCP-4191 from starving to death by introducing him to one of his kind. Test Result: A young female Komodo dragon was introduced to the chamber. After 5 minutes, SCP-4191 started moving toward the female at a slow pace until fully facing the subject. The two sniffed each other for around 2 minutes and appeared to begin playing. 30 minutes after the beginning of the test, SCP-4191 suddenly lit itself up while the female was on top of him. Due to the sudden heat, the subject quickly went to hide in one of the corners of the chamber. SCP-4191 appeared distraught and tried to approach to no avail. The test ended after 5 minutes after the incident. After the test, the female was treated for first-degree burns to the stomach and legs and was donated to a near-by zoo soon after. Z_Sparks: So how did it go R_Hoffman: It was a disaster. Z_Sparks: How come SR_Wasp: it accidentally injured the komodo. The test only worsened it's condition. Z_Sparks: So wait, after reading the entry it says that it can burn things right? R_Hoffman: Yeah pretty much Z_Sparks: I remember reading a report about fire-breathing varans captured by the French division. SR_Wasp: wait, are you suggesting we could cross-test the two? What if they don't consider 4191 one of their own and attack it? R_Hoffman: It's our best solution, otherwise we'll have a neutralized SCP on our hands Z_Sparks: ^ SR_Wasp: true, although who shall we contact to get a hold of one of those? R_Hoffman: Apparently a researcher named Grym is responsible for them, I'll contact him. Z_Sparks: Make sure to tell him its important. R_Hoffman: yeah, yeah, let me handle it. Addendum SCP-4191 - 01/16/2015: It was decided to introduce SCP-4191 to SCP-124-FR that were discovered in Australia by the French branch of the Foundation on 06/17/2012. SCP-124-FR demonstrated a near immunity to fire and high temperatures. Senior Researcher Avalon requested Site Aleph to ship 2 SCP-124-FR instances to Site-248 for testing. Experiment Log 4191 - 2 Date: 01/10/2015 Purpose of the test: Preventing SCP-4191 from starving to death by introducing it to a pair of SCP-124-FR instances. Test Result: Both instances of SCP-124-FR were introduced. SCP-4191 immediately fled into the corner of its chamber and stayed there while the pair of SCP-124-FR began to explore the chamber. This lasted for 5 minutes until one instance of SCP-124-FR saw SCP-4191 moving toward it at a slow pace. Pausing every few seconds to stick its tongue out, until it was a meter away from SCP-4191, the pair stood motionless staring at each other. When SCP-124-FR approached SCP-4191 and began to sniff its neck, SCP-4191 immediately lit up on contact. SCP-124-FR backed up in shock, staring at SCP-4191 for a minute before advancing forwards and rubbing its head on SCP-4191 neck. It then turned and walked towards the other instance of SCP-124-FR. SCP-4191 tilted its head then followed SCP-124-FR. The other instance of SCP-124-FR sniffed SCP-4191 and began to rub its head on SCP-4191 shoulder. This grooming ritual lasted for 5 minutes before all three instances laid down with one instance of SCP-124-FR laying on either side of SCP-4191. Following the test with the SCP-124-FRs, SCP-4191 was allowed to routinely meet with the pair, slowly regaining weight after regaining an appetite. After SCP-4191's recovery, its containment procedures were rewritten (leading up to revision REVISION 4191 - 2). A small colony of SCP-124-FR was imported from Site Aleph to Site 248 to be housed with SCP-4191. After the initial introduction of SCP-4191 to the SCP-124-FR colony, SCP-4191 was accepted into the colony by the matriarch of the group. + REVISION 4191 - 2 -Access Authorised REVISION 4191 - 2 SCP-4191 is to be contained in a 50 x 50m greenhouse cell lined with Titanium. A small colony of SCP-124-FR is to be contained with SCP-4191 to ensure the emotional integrity of SCP-4191. The chamber's habitat is designed to replicate the Australian outback possessing various caves and ponds. The chamber's flora is to be checked and replaced once every week. Because of SCP-4191's pyromaniac disorder and SCP-124-FR's territorial tendencies, Class-D personnel sent within the vivarium to tend to the flora are to be equipped with a fire-retardant suit. Regular food, including live prey, will be automatically dispensed once per day within the chamber, any leftover meat and carcasses are to be removed by Class-D personnel during the regular flora check-ups. |
SCP-4192 | safe | Item #: SCP-4192 Site Responsible: USPAPH Site-98 Director: Harvey Henshaw Research Head: Yves Tardtakovsky Assigned Task Force: N/A Level 3/4192 CLASSIFIED SCP-4192. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4192 is to be kept inside a QED (Quantum Electrodynamic) Vacuum Chamber1, which is placed within a high-value, Safe-Class anomalous item locker. Testing with SCP-4192 should only be limited to research and with permission from Dr. Phoenix. Description: SCP-4192 refers to the nucleus of a single Hydrogen atom that emits radio waves at random intervals. Extensive analysis on SCP-4192 has shown that despite its abnormal nature, it behaves and functions properly as any nucleon or hadron would; having a positive electric charge, an elementary charge, and possessing a mass less than that of a neutron. Research on SCP-4192's makeup has been inconclusive as SCP-4192 does not appear to be composed of quarks but of something else entirely. Analysis of the radio waves generated by SCP-4192 have been recorded at 15 to 18 MHz in the form of Cosmic background noise. Addendum 4192.1: Experimentation Due to the sensitive nature of SCP-4192, the Artificial Intelligent Conscript, Goliath.aic, was created specifically to handle equipment and containment as well as perform experiments pertaining to SCP-4192. + Access Addendum - Close On 01/04/21, an experiment was conducted to ascertain the physical properties of SCP-4192 headed by Dr. Tardtakovsky under the supervision of Dr. Phoenix. Prior to testing, a hypodermic needle was refined by SCP-914 and attached to a robotic arm apparatus in order to interact with SCP-4192. During the experiment, Goliath.aic detected repulsion emanating from the atom as it breached the atomic orbital2 of SCP-4192, claiming that the repulsion was similar to that of magnets repelling each other. Despite this observation, Goliath.aic was ordered to continue with the test and push the needle further into the atom. The experiment was immediately interrupted by an Omega One Alert from Foundation satellites, which reported an extremely large celestial object approaching the planet. Imaging from the satellite feed depicted a tubular metal rod with a projected collision directed towards the North American continent that was expected to strike Philadelphia; the current location of Site-98. Goliath.aic immediately withdrew the needle apparatus from SCP-4192, effectuating the large object to immediately reverse in its direction until it could no longer be detected by the satellites. Following this, all testing with SCP-4192 is currently forbidden. There are currently no plans to be made of SCP-4192's research. Footnotes 1. A vacuum chamber in which the quantum state of all energy existing within is at its lowest possible state as Zero-point energy. QED Vacuum Chambers are useful in isolating and separating the elementary particles in matter or function as containment for anomalous phenomena that exist at a subatomic level. 2. Informally known as the electron cloud, the atomic orbital is an area around the atomic nucleus where the electron is capable of existing at any given moment within the area simultaneously. This principle is often associated with acts of quantum superposition or quantum uncertainty. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4192" by Connor MacWarren, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4192. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4193 | safe | D-766831 holds SCP-4193 caplet up to the camera Item #: SCP-4193 Special Containment Procedures: All known instances of SCP-4193 are to be kept in a secure container at Site-23. Test subjects may only be administered more than one dose of SCP-4193 if due for termination or if a long-term humanoid containment cell is available. Description: SCP-4193 is the group designation for a supply of 32 blue pharmaceutical caplets, 8mm in diameter with the "playboy bunny" embossed on one side. The first time an SCP-4193 caplet is ingested, it acts as a combination of nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drug (NSAID) of the propionic acid class and a triptan, only with nearly instant effect and no side effects other than slight pupil dilation. SCP-4193 relieves migraines, cluster headaches, fever, swelling, and muscle stiffness. If the subject suffers from chronic migraines, intervals between regular episodes will increase from 30 to 180 days.2 The second time a particular subject is administered an SCP-4193 caplet, in addition to the above effects, the subject's eyes, including the skull's eye sockets and all connective and nerve tissue, painlessly decrease in size by 50% (±2%) over the course of half a second. After the metamorphic change, the subject is myopic (nearsighted), similar to some cases of microphthalmia and/or nanophthalmos.3 The subject acquires the anomalous ability to focus on objects to a level of detail approximately equivalent to utilizing an optical microscope at 10x magnification. Subjects describe using this anomalous ability as "like zooming in with a camera."4 Subsequently, each time an SCP-4193 caplet is ingested, the subject's eyes decrease in size by another 50%, the myopia becomes more acute, and the possible "magnification" increases tenfold. This process reaches a limit when a subject's eyes are 1mm in diameter, providing vision that tests at approximately 6/30 on the Visual Acuity scale, and correlating with the anomalous ability to focus on nearby objects with the equivalent of roughly 10,000x magnification. However, from the third SCP-4193 caplet onward, SCP-4193 releases anywhere from 40 to ███ mg of MDMA into the subject's bloodstream whenever taken.5 While some test subjects consistently received a relatively safe amount of MDMA, multiple test subjects died from acute MDMA toxicity following hyperthermia, hyponatraemia, serotonin syndrome, and multiple organ failure before reaching the limit of SCP-4193's anomalous effects. Test subjects may report hallucinations after taking an SCP-4193 caplet. On average hallucinations started after the fourth or fifth dose.6 Once experienced, these side effects never abate and can be divided into three categories of hallucinations: Some humans are seen as motile corpses, wet with rot and extensively infested with slow-moving worms or maggots; the worms are invariably described as approximately 0.1 mm thick and never described as longer than 5 mm Some humans, usually authority figures or loved ones, are perceived as human-shaped swarms of insects; swarm organisms are of varying types and no individual insect is ever described as longer than 5 mm Subjects report minuscule humanoids, 2 to 10 mm in height, which attempt to crawl into the orifices of living humans, especially the test subject7 Supplement 4193-1: Discovery A bottle of SCP-4193 caplets was discovered while examining the effects of a minor Person of Interest, Rhonda Clayton, after her reported death on 2016-11-03 at age 94. On acquisition, the caplets were stored inside a commercially available 8 dram amber vial with reversible cap and a laser-printed label in comic sans which read: "migraine medicine e by dado take 1 pill not 2 pill u trust dado" The only other medicines found were over-the-counter painkillers and 15 Nuplazid (pimavanserin) 34 mg capsules, in a bottle that indicated that they had been prescribed to a local acquaintance of PoI Clayton, ███ ██████.8 Starting at the age of 20, Rhonda Clayton had acquired an extensive criminal record, with charges including fraud, racketeering, and violation of the Harrison Narcotics Tax Act. After being released from prison in 1962, no further negative interactions with the law appeared on Clayton's public record, not even traffic violations. Starting in 2013, Clayton made a small name for herself in the non-anomalous art scene in her home state of Texas carving toothpicks into miniature sculpture using dental tools. Clayton came to Foundation attention in 2014 when she started cultivating friendships in the anomalous art scene, including an extensive mail correspondence with Person of Interest █████ ███████. In addition, Foundation agents found the following email correspondence on a desktop PC in PoI Clayton's bedroom, evidence, in conjunction with the bottle's label, that the SCP-4193 caplets had been produced by "dado," a Person of Interest responsible for creating several anomalous pharmaceutical products and anomalous businesses. + Email Thread - Email Thread Date: 2015-01-10 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey9 HELLO DARLING, a friend of mine tells me you are an expert in alternative medicine. Date: 2015-01-12 From: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey To: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit yes i am dado hello. Date: 2015-01-13 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey Well, you see, I'm healthy as a horse except I have these terrible migraines. Just AWFUL. Normal medicines don't help much. The doctors tell me I shouldn't take too many painkillers. They say they make it WORSE. Can you believe that? Does that even MAKE SENSE to you? CAN YOU HELP ME PLEASE! Date: 2015-01-14 From: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey To: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit i make 4 u. u trust dado. i ship 2 u in one week. no charge. i have amazon asreofo;pprime Date: 2015-01-15 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey O, Mr. dado, are you all right? I sometimes pound on the keyboard like that when I have a migraine. It's like my eyes are too big for MY SKULL. Sometimes I close my eyes and push on them, and that helps a little, even though I'm not supposed to DO THAT. I sometimes feel like if only something could make my eyeballs shrink THE PAIN WOULD GO AWAY. Date: 2015-01-16 From: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey To: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit sorry hamster walk on keyboard. i help u with eye 2 Date: 2015-01-17 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey O, YOU CAN help with the pressure, too? I'm in ecstasy, Mr. dado. And it's REASSURING TO KNOW you have a pet. Date: 2015-01-21 From: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey To: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit i can do e 2. i already make. u get them soon. Date: 2015-02-02 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey Mr. dado, honey, these are AMAZING! I took one and the pain and the pressure went away instantly! I'm going to tell all my friends about you and YOUR AMAZING WORK. Date: 2015-02-11 From: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey To: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit pls leave feedback on amazon Date: 2015-02-12 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey O, my friends don't pay attention to Amazon, hon. I'll do that but I'll give you some WORD-OF-MOUTH. P.S. THE LITTLE PLAYBOY BUNNY IS CUTE but I'm a bit old for that Mr. dado Date: 2015-08-20 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey GOD WHAT DO THESE PILLS DO WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME Date: 2015-08-25 From: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey To: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit u read label, 1 pill not 2 Date: 2015-08-26 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey O, Mr. dado, you misunderstand! I didn't take two on the same day. It's been months and months since I've had a migraine. That NEVER happens! I'm SO IMPRESSED WITH YOUR LITTLE BLUE PILLS! O, I was a little horrified when my eyes shrank, but then when I was able to work on my toothpick art without a magnifying glass… EVEN MORE DETAIL… Mr dado, you are a GODSEND! I can wear my sunglasses when I go out or when someone visits, at my age I can't afford vanity anyway. It's like you anticipated my needs! I'm going to recommend you to EVERYONE! Date: 2015-09-01 From: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey To: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit yes no more than 2 same day. that what dado meant. pls leave feedback on amazon prime. thank Date: 2015-10-01 From: moc.loa|cadohrynit#moc.loa|cadohrynit To: moc.oohay|odadmaisey#moc.oohay|odadmaisey HOLY SHIT I WANT TO GO DANCING LEAVING ALL THE FEEDBACK10 Additional email correspondence on the desktop computer confirmed that PoI Clayton recommended PoI dado to relatives and acquaintances of her old criminal contacts and to her associates in the art scene. Foundation analysts conclude that PoI Clayton's recommendations are a contributory factor in the requests subsequently received by PoI dado. PoI Clayton died in a head-on collision with a semi truck after driving on the left side of the I-35 highway in her 2002 Honda Civic at a speed of roughly 100 kph, greatly attenuating the length of her vehicle and pulverizing most of her body, including the skull. When PoI Clayton's home in Austin, TX was searched by the Foundation, in addition to the desktop computer and SCP-4193, agents discovered a sculpture different from PoI Clayton's usual work. The sculpture is nine feet tall, vaguely humanoid, with bovine-like horns, and made of approximately 200,000 interlocking toothpick carvings, each of a maggot with a smiling human face. The sculpture had an attached post-it note, photographed below: Footnotes 1. D-76683 was selected as the first test subject for SCP-4193 by reason of debilitating, chronic, treatment-resistant migraines in his medical history. At the request of Dr. ████ ███████, excerpts from test logs relating to D-76683 have been added to this report in the footnotes. 2. During a migraine attack, D-76683 was administered his first SCP-4193 caplet. D-76683 reported that the pain had subsided and added: "That was better than sex. Wish I could celebrity endorse this shit." 3. Hyperopia (farsightedness) is more common in individuals with non-anomalous genetic microphthalmia or nanophthalmos, but myopia does occur. Aside from any myopia, all sight defects are corrected by the metamorphic change induced by SCP-4193, including blindness, provided the subject's eyes are intact at the start of the process. 4. D-76683, after his second dose, reported: "Still better than sex, even with the tiny eye thing and the puke-worthy deal where I can see the pores on my hands and stuff." 5. After his third dose, D-76683 commented: "FUCK YEAH! Now this is sex!" 6. For the purpose of analysis, only subjects that survived at least five doses of SCP-4193 were considered; see Supplement 4193-2 for full test data. 7. D-76683 started experiencing hallucinations after his fourth SCP-4193 caplet. D-76683 only made a single statement on the subject: "If the little guys get inside you, they kill you and become the worms. You're fucked. They have a plan, but you don't want to fucking know." 8. ███ ██████, who had been diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease in 2002, died of aspiration pneumonia on 2016-07-13. Nuplazid is prescribed for the treatment of hallucinations and delusions associated with Parkinson’s disease psychosis. Rhonda Clayton had not been diagnosed with Parkinson’s. 9. No account by this name appears in Verizon's Yahoo registration records 10. There is no record of anyone resembling PoI dado as a seller on Amazon until 2018 |
SCP-4195 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4195 An instance of SCP-4195 during its bloom. Special Containment Procedures: The property surrounding SCP-4195 location has been purchased by the Foundation. Research Group Ibis-12 is to remain on site and maintain the property. All instances of SCP-4195 and SCP-4195-1 are to be recorded and sent to an anomalous objects vault at Site-81. Description: SCP-4195 is the designation given to a variety of flora from a garden located outside of a home in Jacksonville, IL. All instances of SCP-4195 manifest as random species of traditional gardening flowers. SCP-4195 instances are able to bloom in spite of weather conditions or the local climate. All instances have an increased sprouting rate in comparison to flowers of the same species. SCP-4195 will produce various objects inside of them, which are hereby referred to as SCP-4195-1. (See Addendum.1 for more details). SCP-4195 instances will grow to accommodate each SCP-4195-1 instance's respective size. Addendum.1: Flower Species Produced Phalaenopsis schilleriana (Orchid) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A fifty centimeter angel statue. Flower Species Produced Tulipa kaufmanniana (Tulip) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A plane ticket for Economy Class heading from LGA1 to LAS2. Flower Species Produced Rosa 'Mister Lincoln' (Rose) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A slip of paper with a phone number on it. When called, the number goes to voicemail and plays an automated message telling the caller that "Franklin" will call back soon. Flower Species Produced Antirrhinum (Snapdragon) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A silver wedding band. Flower Species Produced Dianthus caryophyllus (Carnation) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A picture of a house and a smiling man in front of a flower garden, presumed to be SCP-4195. Flower Species Produced Rudbeckia hirta (Black-eyed Susan) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A child's blanket with the name "Mark" hand-embroidered on it. Flower Species Produced Narcissus requienii (Daffodil) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A cancellation order for a plane ticket going from LGA to LAS. Flower Species Produced Atropa belladonna (Deadly Nightshade) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A bill from the Jacksonville Pediatric Office totaling about $10,000 USD. Flower Species Produced Hyacinthus (Purple Hyacinth) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A gun license. Flower Species Produced Cirsium vulgare (Spear Thistle) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Flower Species Produced Antirrhinum (Snap Dragon) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found Employment termination notice from a local fire department. Flower Species Produced Begonia x semperflorens-cultorum (Wax begonia) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A foreclosure statement on a home. Flower Species Produced Bellis perennis (Daisy) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A pillow, which contains trace amounts of saliva on the cover. Flower Species Produced Leucanthemum vulgare (Oxe-eye Daisy) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A baby monitor which faintly transmits sounds of struggle. Attempts at locating transceiving end have resulted in faliure. Flower Species Produced Lycoris squamigera (Resurrection lily) SCP-4195-1 Instances Found A previously fired 9mm bullet. Footnotes 1. An IATA airport code for an airport located in New York. 2. An IATA airport code for an airport located in Las Vegas. |
SCP-4196 | keter | 4/4196 LEVEL 4/4196 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4196 Earliest known photo of SCP-4196 (right) dated July 1915 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4196 is presently uncontained following its object reclassification and breach of initial containment (see Addendum 4196-4). A list of candidate remanifestation locations has been assembled. These locations are to be continuously observed as the Foundation conducts an ongoing search for historically analogous candidate sites bordering roadways across the following US states: Alabama Arizona Arkansas Florida Georgia Louisiana Mississippi New Mexico North Carolina South Carolina Tennessee Texas Virginia West Virginia Should containment of SCP-4196 be reestablished, the surrounding area is to be surveyed using ground-penetrating radar for the presence of human remains. If discovered, the bodies are to be uncovered and continuously observed by visual and radar imaging. Description: SCP-4196 is an entity appearing as an elderly human woman. Witnesses universally describe SCP-4196 as resembling their grandmother. Subjects who have no recollection of their grandmother state that SCP-4196 matches their grandmother's appearance as seen in photos or as stated by family members familiar with her. SCP-4196 manifests in dilapidated structures meeting the following criteria: Borders a highway constructed after 1894 in any of the aforementioned US states Adjacent to a pond Built over or in the vicinity of a mass grave containing the corpses of incarcerated highway laborers Corpses are dated from the late 1800s to the late 1900s and range from 10 to 70 years of age upon death. Unless the cadavers are continuously observed, SCP-4196 shifts to another candidate site. SCP-4196 readily engages in conversation with anyone who enters its structure but invariably leads the topic towards aspects of the subject's family history that the subject considers shameful. Interviews with test subjects indicate that these claims are factual and no evidence of SCP-4196 telling a lie has been encountered to date. If the subject vocally refuses to accept a claim made by SCP-4196 concerning a family shame, they are teleported between 1 and 10 meters beneath the pond's bottom. Unless immediately excavated, subjects will expire from asphyxiation. Last known location of SCP-4196 Addendum 4196-1: Discovery SCP-4196 was discovered outside Gordon, Georgia on 1989/07/17 following a federal investigation into a string of arson felonies against historically black churches. The perpetrators were identified as a locally operating group of the Ku Klux Klan who regularly congregated at a pond with an old hay barn containing SCP-4196. Interrogations of the Klan chapter indicated that SCP-4196 was used as an initiation ritual as early as 1894. Autopsies and historical research on the corpses under SCP-4196 suggested that they were forced prison laborers estimated to have died between 1880 and 1979. Addendum 4196-2: Initial Containment Log A preliminary list of SCP-4196's containment procedures and activation requirements were drafted following extensive interviews of incarcerated members of the Georgia chapter of the Ku Klux Klan. Site was purchased by a Foundation shell corporation and disguised as a natural gas drilling operation. + Initial Interview Log - Close log Date: 1989/07/20 Interviewed: SCP-4196 Interviewer: Dr. Paul Hayward Preliminary Note: Research lead Dr. Paul Hayward volunteered for the initial interview with SCP-4196. Dr. Hayward was outfitted with a radio transponder and an emergency respirator with an air supply of 30 minutes. Interview recorded via video cassette tape. <Begin Log> Hayward: Hello, my name is - 4196: Oh I know my strappin' young Paul when I see him! Is that Foundation of yours feedin' you well? I can get you a 'possum ready, good bastin' fat there. Come, sit. SCP-4196 motions Dr. Hayward to take a seat on a barrel in the corner of the shack. 4196: Now tell Grammy all about how college went. She never got to see you get that PhD, you know? The cancer being what it was. Hayward: I'm… actually here to talk about you. How are - 4196: Oh, how ole' grandma Calver is? Well it has been a bit lonely out here since Fred died but I've managed well. I have bridge club with the ladies in the parish over next week. Hayward: You are not my grandmother. 4196: Of course not, Paul! Clever boy, you were. Got you into trouble then. I see it still does now. Hayward: Can you explain why you only appear when the corpses are observed? 4196: It's what got them here. They saw Grammy. Talked with her. They called it their birthright, but at least they saw. So I remained. Now it's got you here. Grammy always liked company, Paul. Hayward: So our continued observation will make you remain here? 4196: Well, you're here now, visitin' and askin' about me while we sit above it. You're lookin' at it, thinkin' at it. Hayward: What is your connection to the bodies beneath us? 4196: Do you remember the last big family Thanksgivin' we had back in '64, when your Pappy George was still with us? Oh remember the stories of the war he would tell, what was that phrase he said about the Nazis? Hayward: The only proper way to deal with a fascist is using naval ordnance. 4196: Oh you do remember your family! Why you couldn't have been more than- Hayward: 15. What does this have to do with 22 missing highway workers beneath us? 4196: You mean the coloreds on the chain-gang1? Hayward: The black highway workers, yes. 4196: It's easier to talk about Thanksgivin' in '64 than what's below. You would rather talk about it. Hayward: It is and I would, but that is not why I am here today. 4196: Honest. George liked that in you, shame he never spoke to you after '64. SCP-4196 looks out the opening of the shack at the pond outside. 4196: For them? I can't tell you their story any more than the road over there can. Hayward: Then why are you here? 4196: Thanksgivin's after '64 weren't so nice, were they? What with your Uncle John being hauled off by the state and that trouble you got into with that other boy behind the high school. Hayward: What does my past have to do with the bodies? 4196: Nothin', you only have me and the Thanksgivin' of '64. Hayward: Then what are you? How do you have this information? 4196: I do remember that last holiday we got together, before Grammy passed in that chair in the livin' room while you were chased out. I wonder if the last thing she heard was your father callin' you a - Hayward: I know what he called me. 4196: Yet you think about it so little. Careful of what you pave over, Paul. Hayward: I think we have enough. 4196: Oh, do visit again sometime. Grammy always enjoys your company. <End Log> Addendum 4196-3: Testing logs + Testing Logs - D-114522 - 1 - Close log Date: 1989/08/19 Subject: D-114522 Preliminary Note: Subject was not informed of any anomaly before entering SCP-4196's shack. Test designed to verify statements made by PoIs associated with the anomaly's discovery regarding the conditions under which SCP-4196 will bury an interlocutor. <Begin Log> D-114522: N-Nonna? 4196: Sit down, Vinny. It has been awhile since Nonna has last seen you. How has prison been? D-114522: But… you're dead. 4196: Well someone has to be here. It would be just the road and the pond otherwise. D-114522: They want me to ask about what your first memory is. 4196: Back in the old country, Nonna couldn't have been more than 15- D-114522: I mean you. The lady I see here in this creepy-ass shack. Not the woman I know I buried four years ago. Not my Nonna. 4196: I'm just what you filled in, little Vinny. You haven't buried me yet. D-114522: Why do you look like my Nonna? 4196: Such good times we had together in the kitchen. So many memories. Almost makes you forget about the stories Great-Aunt Maria told you. The ones about Nonna made it so hard to look at her. D-114522: What about Aunt Maria? 4196: Oh, the stories! The ones about Nonna's time nursing on the African front. Couldn't have been a day past 1941. Nonna still smells it, like ammonia slipped into the the donor blood, the scent of fresh war and rotting Muslims lingering on the Libyan breeze. D-114522: I - My Nonna didn't… 4196: Look at Nonna, Vin. Would she lie to you like she did about those killing those musulmani? D-114522: You are not my Nonna! She wasn't some fascist! 4196: You're not looking at Nonna, Vincent. <End Log> End Note: D-114522 was transported 2.7 meters beneath the surface of the adjacent pond and was successfully rescued by attending personnel. Interviews with D-114522's family indicates his grandmother served as a nurse in a colonial hospital in Italian controlled Libya between 1941 and 1943. + Testing Logs - D-144623 - Close log Date: 1989/08/22 Subject: D-144623 Preliminary Note: Subject was read SCP-4196's full documentation and instructed to terminate the conversation should it broach a shameful fact about their family history. Test is to determine if rejection of SCP-4196's claims needs to be vocalized. <Begin Log> D-144623: You really do look like her… 4196: Well of course! Nanna's been waitin' for you to stop by all winter. D-144623: Can you estimate how long ago the previous group started visiting you? 4196: Well, had to be before those days at the lake. D-144623: Please put the time in terms of years. 4196: There is no meanin' in the year besides what you bring down the road to it, Heather. Like how half the fun was walkin' down that old highway until it ran into the lake. You called it exploring Atlantis. You can't have the lake without the walk, though. D-144623: I've read the reports about you. Whatever you have to say about my Nanna, I believe it. 4196: Gawkin' on the side of the road ain't the same as lookin', Heather. D-144623: I'm looking! I'm looking! Whatever you want, just don't bury me! 4196: People only bury family here, like how you buried ole Nanna. Sometimes they end up buryin' themselves while they are at it. So hard to see where Nanna ends and you begin. Gets harder beneath the pond. D-144623: I believe you! I believe you! Can- can I be done? I don't think she is going to give me a straight answer. 4196: Such eventful walks back up the old highway. D-144623: I know! I know! <End Log> End Note: D-144623 successfully exited the shack without activating SCP-4196. D-144623 refused to specify what event SCP-4196 referenced but did confirm it was both true and shameful to her. + Testing Logs - D-114522 - 2 - Close log Date: 1989/08/27 Subject: D-114522 Preliminary Note: D-114522 was placed into solitary confinement following a string of racially-motivated violent incidents resulting in the hospitalization of another D-Class. Subject was brought out of confinement for continued testing with Ethics Committee approval. Test was performed to establish whether SCP-4196 possesses memories of previous encounters. <Begin Log> D-114522: Good morning, Nonna. 4196: Why so good of you to visit again, Vin! I see your good behavior is paying off well in prison to get two visits in one month. D-114522: They - they want me to see if you remember our last talk. 4196: Of course! How could I not remember talking to my little Vinny? Big strapping lad in the prison gang now! If only Marco could see you take such pride in smashing that spic's skull. D-114522: You've… seen my Marco? 4196: Of course! He still wonders where his papa went. Just like you did. Remember those days in Jersey when we would all get together to boil tomatoes? D-114522: I… of course I do! Tell me about them anyway, Nonna, so I can tell Marco. He should know his heritage! 4196: I will tell him when he makes his way down the road, Vinny. He just has to give Nonna a visit. D-114522: Please tell me about the tomatoes, Nonna! I need those stories, for me, for Marco! 4196: You don't have days like that anymore. They're buried out there in the pond now. D-114522: I need them, Nonna! 4196: How will Marco ever look at Nonna if you don't remember? D-114522: I'll tell him all about you! All about the old country! 4196: You've buried the old country, Vincent. Buried like Momma buries the stories about you. About the work you did. About the spic's skull. D-114522: Momma wouldn't… 4196: Momma looks at Nonna, but you always had your papa's eyes, Vincent. <End Log> End Note: D-114522 was transported 4.9 meters beneath the surface of the pond. Waiting researchers were unable to extract D-114522 before he expired. Multiple tests using the same D-class put on indefinite hold per review from the Ethics Committee. Addendum 4196-4: Containment Breach Log + Testing Logs - D-123320 - Level 4 Clearance required - Close log Date: 1998/09/22 Subject: D-123320 Preliminary Note: D-123320, age 82, was transferred out of custody from the Georgia Department of Corrections following an investigation into locally operating members of the Georgia Ku Klux Klan suspected to have a connection to SCP-4196. Test designed to estimate length of SCP-4196's activity. Site communications upgraded to a dedicated shortwave radio system prior to date of log so test subject could be actively monitored and instructed by live audio. <Begin Log> 4196: Why, you have aged well, Teddy. Tell me, what part of prison has kept your skin so… taut? D-123320: Scars do that, Matron. How have you been? I see the feds are keepin' you good company. Hayward: Ask 4196 the provided question, please. 4196: Oh they keep an eye on your Matron quite well. A few more visits in person would be nice, though. I do love thinking about all the festivities held here. D-123320: [laughing] My, how the pond grew those summers. 4196: [laughing] And you worried the tree would snap if we hung another from it! Hayward: The more you cooperate, the longer you get to stay out of solitary. Ask her the question. D-123320: Oh, Matron. I miss those late nights ridin' with the knights. Wind in my hair as I clung to the tailgate of Bill's truck. Draggin' some coon behind us as the deputy howled out the window. I felt… invincible. 4196: The road buries it all, Teddy. D-123320: It does. It buried Bill last year. 4196: It buried your great-grandson this mornin'. Poor little thing. Hayward: You have 30 seconds to comply before we terminate this test and return you to state custody. D-123320: What happened? The state isn't as honest as you are. 4196: You'll be seein' your grandson soon. D-123320: Oh… Why yes, Matron. I think I will be. Hayward: Final warning. Either ask the question or get thrown back in solitary. There are other people in state custody we can use. 4196: I think Matron's nurses are calling you, Teddy. D-123320: Well, I think they would be better served chattin' with you. You always had such an honesty to you, Matron. It can carry somethin' mighty on the radio, the TV. Why, some of those young members of the family talk about using that internet! 4196: Oh, you know Matron is a bit behind the times, Teddy. D-123320: Well let your Teddy help, Matron. These days the road can come to you. I don't think these feds fully appreciate your potential in this newfangled world. audio rustles as D-123320 removes the microphone taped to his chest Hayward: What's happening in there? This test is over. Guards! D-123320: Why, just give them a chat, Matron. You would be surprised how many people you can meet out there these days. We have so many new roads just waiting for you. [COGNITOHAZARD EXPUNGED]: Why! I am beside myself here, Teddy! Hayward: Oh god… [14 MINUTES OF DATA EXPUNGED BY DR. HAYWARD] <End Log> End Note: SCP-4196 broke containment following the sudden entombment of six of the 14 personnel on site, resulting in the deaths of three. Dr. Hayward was reprimand for tampering with logs after his subsequent excavation from the pond. D-123320 made no attempts to escape and was returned to Georgia Department of Corrections custody where he resides in solitary confinement in Wilcox State Prison. Footnotes 1. Prison-labor groups commonly used on infrastructure construction throughout the United States during the late 1800s and early-to-mid 1900s, named for the laborers being chained together when working. |
SCP-4197 | euclid | Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4197 is to be contained within a standard humanoid containment cell. Description: SCP-4197 is a thirty-two-year-old adult humanoid female named Doctor Sarah Veers, an acclaimed surgeon and known practitioner of cytomancy.1 Examination revealed that SCP-4197's torso is occupied only by its heart and a partial respiratory system, with the rest of the abdomen being entirely hollow. This space stores four prehensile appendages when said appendages are not in use. According to SCP-4197, this condition predates its knowledge of the cytomatic arts, a fact corroborated by photographs taken from its family home. A demonstrative depiction of SCP-4197 by Doctor Turner2. Discovery: SCP-4197 came to the Foundation's attention after a news outlet reported that an American surgeon removed several brain tumors from a twelve-year-old boy in Botswana, with the child making a full recovery in less than two days. SCP-4197 was apprehended the following week outside of Gaborone, where it was dispensing mosquito netting and anti-malarial drugs to the populace. SCP-4197 surrendered without a struggle and has cooperated with Foundation inquires, with some reluctance. According to its passport and journals, SCP-4197 had spent four years traveling through impoverished countries, where it performed an unknown number of surgeries; utilizing cytomancy to aid its procedures. View Recovered Files FILES_CORRUPTED Please Contact Your System Administrator | Local Files Corrupted Test Logs | Various Dates: The following tests were conducted to judge the extent of SCP-4197's capabilities. SCP-4197 was provided with standard medical equipment, as well as the necessary materials for cytomatic rituals. Subject: D-24729 Condition Present: Severe tendon and ligament damage related to employment in the construction/restoration sectors as a civilian. Procedure Conducted: SCP-4197 placed its hand on D-24729's forehead, causing him to become unconscious. It then removed a scalpel from the kit provided and made four incisions on the side of the knees and the interior of the elbow. SCP-4197 drew a sigil in oil paint around each site, which halted the flow of blood. Following this, SCP-4197 took several portions of bull sinew and inserted them into D-24729's wounds. After drawing a larger sigil on D-24729's chest, it began to suture the incisions. Outcome: D-24729 reported immediate relief from his chronic pain. Subject: Doctor Richard Blanc Condition Present: Spontaneous kidney failure and acute blood poisoning. Emergency procedure conducted due to Site-12's remoteness. Procedure Conducted: SCP-4197 drew a sigil on Dr. Blanc's ankle with an appendage, using its own blood, before creating a one-centimeter incision in the center of the sigil and placing a shallow basin beneath it. Black liquid began to seep out of the wound. After administering a blood transfusion via IV, SCP-4197 made two incisions above Dr. Blanc's kidneys with a scalpel. SCP-4197 then used the scalpel to carve symbols associated with the Sarkic cults into the back of its hands, crying out in pain several times. After composing itself, SCP-4197 reached into Dr. Blanc's torso and removed his kidneys with its bare hands. It then took the kidneys, which were blackened and showed severe scarring, and wrung them out over the basin. After two minutes, the kidneys were reinserted into Dr. Blanc and SCP-4197 sutured the wounds. Outcome: Doctor Richard Blanc experienced a full recovery, with no side effects. The basin used in the surgery was found to contain a black liquid comprised of toxins usually filtered by the kidneys. SCP-4197 exhibited symptoms consistent with severe sleep deprivation and slept for the next three days. Interview-023: ▶Interview-02 | SCP-4197 ◀ ▷ Interview-02 | SCP-4197 ◁ Interviewed: SCP-4197 Interviewer: Doctor Marcus Turner Foreward: The following interview was conducted immediately after SCP-4197 recovered from its surgery on Dr. Richard Blanc. <Begin Log> Dr. Turner: Good morning, 4197. How are you doing today? SCP-4197: I'm doing pretty well, Dr. uh… Turner. Dr. Turner: I assume you're at least well-rested. SCP-4197: You don't need to small talk me. I know what you're gonna ask, so go for it. Dr. Turner: Your hands. That wasn't normal cytomancy. You carved a Sarkic symbol into them. Are you- SCP-4197: A fleshcrafter? Yes. No. Not really. I can do Nälkä rituals but I'm not a practic- Why? Is that important or something? Dr. Turner: Well- SCP-4197: Sorry. I didn't mean to sound hostile. I'm just really hungry and my hands ache… Thanks for bandaging them, by the way. Dr. Turner: It was the least we could do. [Pause.] Would you like me to call for some food? SCP-4197: Yeah. I'd like that. <Interview halted for thirty minutes.> Dr. Turner: Better? SCP-4197: Much better. Dr. Turner: So. Are you a Karcist? SCP-4197: I think you mean Orin or Zend. Karcists are the priest-types. But in any official capacity, no. I'm not ordained or anything Dr. Turner: Then how did you learn your craft? SCP-4197: My craft is medicine; I'm a surgeon by trade. But I learned how to do cytomancy from a Karcist, if that answers your question. Dr. Turner: Not really. The Veers family is rich, but there's no real connection to Sarkicism. And you're too good to have learned recently. SCP-4197: It… it was a family friend. She started teaching me when I was like six. Maybe she saw something in me. Or maybe it was… [A wet sound can be heard, as well as the tearing of fabric.] SCP-4197: These. Dr. Tuner: [Gulps.] And you've had those- SCP-4197: Since birth. You already found my baby pictures. Why keep asking? Dr. Turner: Because it- [A wet sound is heard again] Dr. Turner: Nevermind. Look, if a Karcist singled you out at a young age for training, why aren't you a practicing member? Or a member of her company? An advisor to her Halkost? SCP-4197: I am. A member of her company, that is. Kinda? [Pause.] Look, I know you have these blanket generalizations of what a Nälkä is, but we're not all monsters. Not all of us delight in murder or… cannibalism. There are a lot of people like me, young Nälkä, who want to do something to fix the world. We have this incredible power, the ability to reshape living matter, and we just squander it. Dr. Turner: How would you use it? SCP-4197: Like I've been using it. For the past four years, I've used the Veers family fortune and my fleshcrafting to make a positive difference in the world. Dr. Turner: That's the issue. Your Sarkic rituals put the world at risk of knowing about the supernatural, the anomalous, the paranormal. If you'd just used the fortune, nothing would have happened. SCP-4197: No amount of money can pull a tumor out of somebody's heart with a 100% guarantee of survival. The first thing they tell you in medical school is that you are going to lose people. I know Sarkicism is like the Dark Side of the Force to you people, but if it means I can save lives, so be it. Dr. Turner: The morality of cytomancy isn't the concern of the Foundation. It's the disruption of normalcy. SCP-4197: Why do you get to be the arbiters of what's considered normal? [Silence.] SCP-4197: I'm never gonna leave here, am I? <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4197 declined further interviews and limited its interaction with staff to brief sentences. Subject: Captain Tobias Bell Condition Present: Massive comminuted fractures in the legs and complete paralysis after the destruction of the spinal column between the C4 and L4 vertebrae in a vehicular collision. Procedure Conducted: SCP-4197 engraved a seven-pointed star into the operating table, placing a single drop of axolotl blood4 in the center, before instructing attendants to place Cpt. Bell on the table. SCP-4197 then ran its fingernail across Cpt. Bell's thighs and calves, causing the skin and muscle to split and splay out. Over the next two hours, SCP-4197 reassembled the splinters of his femur, patella, tibia, and fibula with surgical tweezers, utilizing all of its appendages in this process. Once completed, SCP-4197 held the split muscle and skin together with its left thumb and forefinger, licked its right thumb and ran it over the seam, sealing the wound. SCP-4197 repeated this process with Cpt. Bell's spinal column, taking additional measures to ensure the proper reconnection of nerves and blood vessels. Outcome: Captain Tobias Bell was reinstated to active duty two weeks later. SCP-4197 entered a comatose state after the conclusion of the procedure and remained in that state for five days. Interview-03: ▶ Interview-03 | SCP-4197 ◀ ▷ Interview-03 | SCP-4197 ◁ Interviewed: SCP-4197 Interviewer: Doctor Marcus Turner <Begin Log> SCP-4197: Morning, Marcus. Dr. Turner: We need to talk, Sarah. SCP-4197: You're… not allowed to call me that, are you? Dr. Turner: You're in crisis, Sarah. I'm allowed to do whatever I want. SCP-4197: I'm not in crisis. Dr. Turner: You barely eat, you've stopped taking care of yourself. You only leave your bed when we bring you in for testing. SCP-4197: [Inhale.] Look… I have nothing to live for. Helping people? Try to save the world? That was my life's purpose. Can't really do that from this box. So no shit I'm depressed. Dr. Turner: I understand that. But if you let me become the arbiter of morality and normalcy, I think I can change your mind. SCP-4197: Ha. Good luck. Dr. Turner: [Clears throat.] Okay. I dislike cytomancy because it makes my skin crawl, no pun intended. But what you do with it is incredible. Our agents interviewed every single person you did surgery on. You changed so many lives. And saved a lot more. SCP-4197: I know. I was there. Dr. Turner: But you were downstream, trying to filter out toxic waste. SCP-4197: I'm not following. Dr. Turner: You know Doctor Blanc? The man who's kidneys you repaired? He works out of Jonas Salk's old office and he's been working on a one and done malaria vaccine for the past twenty years. SCP-4197: Salk? You're fucking with me. Dr. Turner: [Rustling papers.] Here's a picture of Jonas in one of our labs. SCP-4197: Well damn. [Pause.] But I don't understand. Dr. Turner: You're at the source now. If you want, you can keep the people who take on the greatest threats in the world safe and healthy. And I think that might just be better than helping the guys at the bottom. SCP-4197: Are you… trying to sell me on a medical version… of trickle-down economics? Dr. Turner: [Laughs.] I would have never put it like that, but sure. Take Captain Bell for example. Because of his actions, he's saved countless lives. You've given him back his ability to walk, Sarah. And play with his kids. SCP-4197: Well, what about D-2… What was it? Dr. Turner: D-24729 killed someone in a home robbery because he was addicted to opioids after a lifetime in working in disaster cleanups and restoration. When he gets out in fourteen months, he can go back to doing that. Because of you. SCP-4197: You're laying it on thick. Why should I trust you? Who's to say I won't use my powers to move all your organs to the outside? Dr. Turner: Well, as uncomfortable as that thought makes me, I trust you, Sarah. If you wanted to hurt somebody, you would have done it. And you probably wouldn't have spent your life doing anomalous charity. SCP-4197: I'm still a spooky flesh witch, Marcus. Dr. Turner: You're a good hearted… flesh witch, Sarah. [Pause.] God, I really hate that phrase. SCP-4197: Yeah, it felt creepy to say. Dr. Turner: Look. What I'm trying to say is that you should think of this as helping… on a much larger scale. SCP-4197: Okay. I like that. Dr. Turner: And I truly wish that it didn't have to be like this. If it was up to me, I'd let you go and give you the Foundation's support because I believe in your cause. SCP-4197: Thanks, Marcus. Dr. Turner: But. We don't always get what we want in life. Sometimes we get an awful hand. It's our job to make the best of it. [Pause.] So. Do you really want to save the world? SCP-4197: I… Can I think about it? It's just so much, all at once. Dr. Turner: Of course. <End Log> Containment Breach: ▶ Containment Breach | SCP-4197 ◀ ▷ Containment Breach | SCP-4197 ◁ Euclid Wing Video Log Transcript Event: A number of armed personnel breached Site-20's perimeter and entered the main facility. [BEGIN LOG] [Gunfire can be heard. Four Security Personnel move up the hallway and begin to engage off-camera targets. A shot hits the lock of SCP-4197's cell and it opens slightly. Two of the personnel are downed.] SGT Johnson: Fuck! Flint! Pull back! [Sergeant Johnson and Private Flint begin to retreat. Before they can reach the bulkhead doors, both are downed. A five man squad moves down the hallway past the personnel and exit the area.] <One minute passes> [SCP-4197 pushes open the door. After looking around, it notices the fallen soldiers.] SCP-4197: Oh Christ! [SCP-4197 goes back into its room, then reemerges with a Foundation issue surgical kit5 and a thaumaturgy pouch.] SCP-4197: I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. [Four appendages emerge from SCP-4197's back and take the kit and pouch from its hands. SCP-4197 crouches over one of the security personnel and begins to operate on his injuries. Over the next ten minutes, it stabilizes two more personnel before footsteps are heard. SCP-4197 withdraws its appendages.] Unknown Assailant-1: Stand up! Back away from that body. [Two of the armed men come into camera view, carrying a Foundation crate between them. They set it down and point handguns at SCP-4197.] Unknown Assailant-2: What kinda freak are you? SCP-4197: I'm a doctor. Please. Just let me- [Unknown Assailant-1 shoots one of the guards in their head.] Unknown Assailant-1: You're coming with us. [SCP-4197 backs towards the door to its cell, pursued by the assailants. As it reaches the door, two large appendages emerge from its back and wrap around the waists and necks of the assailants. Lifting them off the ground, SCP-4197 throws them into the cell before closing the door. One of the appendages then reaches up and bends the hinges of the door to render it inoperable.] SCP-4197: [Clutches its chest.] I'm gonna. Gonna. [SCP-4197 regains its composure and checks on the downed security personnel. After making sure their vitals are within an acceptable range, it opens the empty cell next to its own with Sergeant Johnson's keycard and drags the three surviving men inside before closing the door.] SCP-4197: There's gotta be more out there. [SCP-4197 grabs the kit and pouch off the ground and moves in the direction the assailants originally came.] [END LOG] Afterword: SCP-4197 is credited with directly saving the lives of twenty-six members of staff, as well as providing aid to numerous others during this breach. Interview-04: ▶ Interview-04 | SCP-4197 ◀ ▷ Interview-04 | SCP-4197 ◁ Interviewed: SCP-4197 Interviewer: Doctor Alexandra Virgil <Begin Log> SCP-4197: Is Marcus going to- Dr. Virgil: Doctor Turner is going to be fine. [Inhale.] Mostly because of you. SCP-4197: Did I… do something wrong? You seem- Dr. Virgil: On edge? Yeah, I don't really trust Karcies. Not after everything I've been through. SCP-4197: I'm sorry. For whatever made you hate people like me. But I can't change the past. Dr. Virgil: I know. [Pause.] I'll give you some slack for what you did during the breach. But I'm not as trusting as Turner. SCP-4197: Did he tell you anything? Dr. Virgil: No, but I checked over your file. And I have to agree with him, as much as I hate it. SCP-4197: About me helping? Dr. Virgil: Do you want my honest opinion? About that? SCP-4197: Yeah. I guess. Dr. Virgil: You weren't made for this life. You're a rich girl who cruised poor countries on a magical missionary trip. I watched all the footage of you. You shook like a leaf whenever you heard gunfire. I'm sure you've seen your share of death, but how often have you faced your own? SCP-4197: What, what do you mean? Dr. Virgil: The breach? Incidents like that can happen several times a year. And I don't think you've mentally recovered from your first. SCP-4197: No. I haven't. I… I still see those men shooting the guard whenever I close my eyes. Dr. Virgil: Exactly. This isn't the world you deserve to live in. SCP-4197: Then why do you agree with Mar-Doctor Turner? You clearly don't think I can handle this. Dr. Virgil: Because you're exactly what we need. I know Doctor Turner painted some idyllic picture of what working with the Foundation would be like: shaking hands with Nobel Laureates and curing diseases. But that isn't what this is. SCP-4197: Well. What is it? And why would he lie? Dr. Virgil: It's a battlefield. Endless war for the existence of humanity. [Pause.] And he didn't mean to lie to you. He just copes with his own trauma by highlighting the good, even if he has to ignore reality. SCP-4197: But why do you need me? Dr. Virgil: People get hurt here. A lot. Somebody like you could easily save hundreds of lives. SCP-4197: Okay. [Pause.] If I say yes, does everything get better for me? Will people accept me? Dr. Virgil: No. And I don't think they ever will. I imagine you hid your abnormalities from everyone in your life, but here? We all know already. And there's a lot of bad blood between the Foundation and the Sarkic cults. Some people, like me, have a messy history with them. Don't expect people to start singing your praises. SCP-4197: So my choice is life as a prisoner or pariah doctor? Great. Dr. Virgil: I'm not trying to be cruel. Just giving you the facts. SCP-4197: Anything else I should know? Dr. Virgil: Well, you're only getting a choice because of Director Eon. SCP-4197: Why? Dr. Virgil: You must have caught their eye. SCP-4197: In a good way, right? Dr. Virgil: Is that a real question? [A loud pop is heard from outside the interview room. The sound of a chair scraping against the floor is heard.] SCP-4197: Wa-was that… Dr. Virgil: Sit down. It's not gunfire. SCP-4197: O-okay. Dr. Virgil: So. Are you going to accept? SCP-4197: I don't think I really have a choice. Dr. Virgil: Containment isn't that- SCP-4197: No. I'm not talking about that. I mean morally. When Doctor Turner talked to me about it, he made it sound like I'd be a glorified school nurse. Dr. Virgil: And? SCP-4197: After the breach, and what you told me, I've realized what he was asking me to do. I didn't want to accept the offer before; now I know I have to. Dr. Virgil: You have to? SCP-4197: I can't just sit on the sidelines while people die. I-I have to do something. Anything. Or everything I stand for is a lie. [Silence.] Dr. Virgil: I knew you would say that. SCP-4197: H-how? Dr. Virgil: When your cell opened, you didn't try to escape in the confusion. And you didn't hide. You tried to save people. You can't say no to your own morality and personal ethics, even if it's not in your best interest. SCP-4197: That's- Dr. Virgil: Look, it's spelled out in your psych profile. [Pause.] We talked long enough. Are you in? Yes or No. SCP-4197: Yes. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4197 began to assist in medical procedures rated as critical or where the patient was deemed to have a low chance of survival. Due to this integration, the mortality rate at Site-12 hit record lows and SCP-4197 is pending redesignation. Footnotes 1. A branch of thaumaturgy that deals primarily with the manipulation, creation, and alteration of cells, specifically those found in members of the Animalia kingdom. 2. Due to SCP-4197's anatomy, and ethical concerns about showing photographs of it in various states of undress, an artistic representation was deemed an appropriate replacement. 3. Interview-01 consisted primarily of inquires about SCP-4197's ability and identity. A full transcript is available upon request from the Site-12 Records Department. 4. Extracted via syringe. 5. Presumably taken during a test and stored in its chest cavity |
SCP-4198 | euclid | 3/4198 LEVEL 3/4198 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4198 Euclid SCP-4198-α at rest Special Containment Procedures: The area surrounding SCP-4198 is to be protected by a chainlink fence and signage warning of both a condemned building and hazardous waste. In the event of a containment breach, on-site containment teams are to be equipped with chemical spray hoses containing a solution of 5M sodium hydroxide or other industrial-grade alkaline solution in order to neutralize instances of SCP-4198-1. Description: SCP-4198 is the designation for a collection of sapient wigs contained at an industrial complex near Newark, New Jersey, USA. This is the former site of 'Parson's Periwigs & Manufactury' which closed unexpectedly in 1974 and was purchased by the Foundation in 2006 after the death of three local teenagers. All known instances of SCP-4198 are primarily composed of human hair, nylon, and other materials endemic to the wig making process. Instances of SCP-4198-1 generally vary in height from 1 to 2 meters. Each is composed of individually styled and colored hairs that are formed into pseudopods analogous to arms and legs surrounding a central mass of invariably auburn hair. Although instances of SCP-4198-1 lack apparent sensory organs, they are capable of crude vocalizations produced via unknown means. This level of communication is used to execute rudimentary coordination in their day to day behaviors. While not actively hostile, instances of SCP-4198-1 do demonstrate territorial aggression and respond with coordinated defense. Discovery Log 4198.1 Synopsis: Resources at Site-28 were notified by a Foundation plant in the Essex County Sheriff's Department regarding a number of missing person reports in the Newark area. Several 'urban explorers' had been reported missing over the course of years but their disappearances were not correlated until the discovery of a body near the abandoned site of Parson's Periwigs. The following video log was recorded by the team sent to evaluate the site. + Begin Visual Record - End Visual Record <BEGIN RECORDING> Extraneous audio and video is cut as an equipment check is performed by the reconnaissance team. This team consists of three agents: Flores, Granger, and squad leader Kemnitz. Footage begins with the team walking up an overgrown gravel drive and past a dilapidated gatehouse. The industrial complex is visible in the distance; the whole property appears to be in a state of substantial disrepair. The team falls into formation and enters the facility through an open door in a loading bay. The cameras adjust to the change in ambient light to reveal a spacious but extremely dirty interior. A thick cake of dust has accumulated near the baseboards and the walls have peeled and degraded beyond recognition from their original state. There are footpaths in the middle of each room, however, which are largely devoid of both dust and debris. The team proceeds further into the facility and enters an interior room with minimal lighting. The camera jerks sharply to the right as all three members of the reconnaissance team momentarily freeze before training their weapons in the same direction. <Granger>: "Did you get that, chief? Something just moved over there. Looked…fuzzy?" <Kemnits:> "Copy. Possibly animal; there's a good chance local wildlife has moved in here." <Granger>: "Keep on your toes. Doubt it's going to wind up being a raccoon." The crew proceeds deeper into the complex when one of the weapon-mounted flashlight trains onto a shaggy mound of hair on the other side of the room, later designated as an instance of SCP-4198-1. The object appears to freeze when the light is trained on its position. <Flores>: "What the fuck is that?" <Kemnits:> "Can you understand us? Are you capable of communication?" The object makes a low chittering noise and begins to shake. <Flores>: "Oh shit, chief, it's going to fucking freak out. It's freaking, ah jeez." <Kemnits:> "Calm down, this is contact! Lower your weapon, Flores. Now." After hesitation, Flores lowers his weapon. Agent Kemnitz takes two large steps forward while lowering his own firearm." <Kemnits:> "Can you understand me? If you are capable of communicating, please give me some sign." <Granger>: muttering "Is that… Is that all…hair?" The instance of SCP-4198-1 ceases shaking and retreats through the doorway it was standing in and out of sight. The reconnaissance team pursues under high-alert but halts again inside the next room. The camera slowly pans around the room as multiple instances of SCP-4198-1 skitter up the walls, through crawl spaces, and into ventilation ducts scattered around the room. <Flores>: "God, there must be dozens of them. What are they?" <Kemnits:> "Not sure but I don't like this. Some kind of infestation?" <Granger>: "Chief, I can hear an awful lot of commotion coming from down that hall." <Flores>: "All the more reason to get the hell out of here unless we have backup." <Kemnits:> "Quick peak and we're gone. Let's just get it on video and go." After a momentary pause, the team continues across the room and deeper into the facility. They come to a stop next to a set of double doors. The camera pans down to show a faint light leaking through the gap between the door and the concrete floor. Agent Flores places his hand on the door and pushes it open. The other two agents follow closely behind and begin to sweep the room with their flashlights. Dozens of instances of SCP-4198-1 retreat from the door and crowd the middle of the warehouse floor. More still skitter out from ventilation ducts near the ceiling and climb down to join the central collective. A handful of overhead directional lamps provide faint and intermittent illumination for the room, however, most of the overhead lights are nonfunctional. As the camera pans from left to right, several instances of SCP-4198-1 can be seen moving over storage shelves on the warehouse floor which contains mounted mannequin heads. The camera stops and fixates on a bright white mannequin head adorned with a disproportionately large bouffant-style wig. Utilizing two large bangs serving as pseudopods, the bouffant raises itself up several meters above the pack of SCP-4198-1. <Flores>: "Okay. That's creepy as hell." <Granger>: "Are they protecting it? Worshipping it?" Six instances of SCP-4198-1 break off from the central horde and approach the door. Each instance steps rapidly toward the team and then backs up while hissing. Instances of SCP-4198-1 continue to posture in this manner as the team trains their weapons. <Granger>: "What's the call, chief?" <Kemnits:> "We back up, slowly." The agents begin backing up toward the door until two instances of SCP-4198-1 charge Agent Flores and he discharges his firearm in a semi-automatic burst. An instance of SCP-4198-1 is struck and staggers backward as tufts of hair explode out. Agitated chitters bellow from the rest of the room as Agent Kemnitz shouts for a full retreat. As the three agents run down the hallway, Agent Granger is seen dropping out of the frame and crashing to the ground. From several meters further along the camera turns back to Granger's position and observes an instance of SCP-4198-1 wrapping and constricting the agent's legs. Agent Granger fires several rounds in the direction of pursuing objects, but it is unclear if they are hit. A second instance climbs on top of the Granger and similarly binds his arms as he attempts to further discharge his weapon. Agent Flores raises his sidearm and aims at the instances of SCP-4198-1 assaulting Granger and hesitates before firing. The shorts are ineffective. Granger: "Don't let them take me! You can't!" As Granger attempts to cry out, a pseudopod of hair is jammed into his mouth and down his throat and the screams end. Tendrils of hair are seen exiting through Agent Granger's nose as he is pulled back down the hallway and inside a large mass of hair. Agent Flores fires several shots into the retreating mass but it appears ineffective. The camera turns and the remaining agents flee the facility. <END RECORDING> Researcher's Update: Following the events of Discovery Log 4198.1, the entity with the bouffant has been designated as SCP-4198-α and is presently assumed to be either a communal/pack leader, an originator, or an object of reverence. Any additional communication should be attempted through this entity if such a gesture can be made at all. Exploration Log 4198.2 Synopsis: A tactical recon drone was deployed to the site of 'Parson's Periwigs & Manufactury' in order to locate the body of Agent Granger for recovery. This mission was initiated two days after the events of Discovery Log 4198.1 + Begin Visual Record - End Visual Record <BEGIN RECORDING> Extraneous audio and video are cut as Foundation personnel operating in an equipment truck perform final checks. Footage begins with the drone circling the perimeter of the complex from an elevation of ten meters. Multiple instances of SCP-4198-1 are intermittently visible on camera on various sections of the building include the roof and HVAC apparatus. The drone moves down to an open cargo bay door and enters the facility. Onboard lighting is activated. Identifying an interior source of light, the drone passes through an empty window frame and enters into a large room believed to be a warehouse or shipping/receiving facility. The perimeter of the room is full of shelving units that hold cardboard boxes in various states of decay. Several instances of SCP-4198-1 are visible on camera climbing over and on these boxes. As the drone approaches the middle of the room, instances of SCP-4198-1 regard the camera or otherwise become aware of its presence. Multiple instances skitter up the shelving units and seek apparent shelter within the cardboard boxes, however several remain on the ground. Visible now on an elevated assembly of desks and boxes are both SCP-4198-α and Agent Granger. They are surrounded by several dozen instances of SCP-4198-1. Agent Granger appears to be incapacitated as several thick ropes of braided hair are bound around his arms, legs, and torso, securing him to a desk. His helmet has been removed and he appears to be unconscious. The drone is instructed to hover over Granger and catalog his well-being. The camera indicates several streaks of an unknown substance on his face and around his mouth, presumably vomit. At this time the articulating arms of the drone are activated and Foundation Operations has elected to attempt to free Agent Granger from his restraints. As the drone lowers further several instances of SCP-4198-1, as well as SCP-4198-α, withdraw from the immediate vicinity. The miniature saw-blade equipped appendage of the drone activates and begins to cut through the largest restraint around the torso. As it does so, Agent Granger's eyes flutter open and he appears to regain consciousness. A cacophonous noise fills the warehouse, originating from off-screen, and Agent Granger visibly winces, still disoriented. Briefly visible, a large pseudopod of hair is seen colliding with the tactical drone. The visage of SCP-4198-α is on camera and the drone tumbles onto the floor. The connection with Operations is lost. Several minutes elapse before the camera begins transmitting again. Foundation Operations attempt to re-engage flight controls but commands are non-responsive. Diagnostic checks indicate all rotary assemblies have been damaged as well as the utility arm. The drone is several meters further back from Agent Granger than its last reported position. Agent Granger appears to be awake and struggling against his restraints. <Granger> "C-Can you hear me? The big one. They… it has other heads here. I-I don't know what it wants. Please just-" An instance of SCP-4198-1 inserts a pseudopod of hair into Agent Granger's mouth. Coughing and choking are heard until Agent Granger appears to pass out. The drone continues transmitting for more than 50 minutes. During this time, SCP-4198-α approaches Agent Granger several times while carrying various mannequin heads. Pseudopods are withdrawn from Agent Granger's airways and SCP-4198-α wraps a pseudopod around the agent's neck. A wet crunch and tear is recorded as the man's head is separated from his body bringing several vertebrae with it. The remainder of the corpse shudders and jerks before going limp. SCP-4198-α holds the disembodied head aloft and delicately places it on an empty display stand. The hair atop the former head of Agent Granger begins to grow at an accelerated rate. The battery is depleted and the drone ceases communication. <END RECORDING> Addendum 4198.3 The headless body of Agent Granger was discovered by Site-28 personnel 6 days after the events of Exploration Log 4198.2. In addition to the obvious trauma, the subject died with substantial muscular atrophy, apparent cardiac arrhythmia, dramatically reduced liver function, and dramatically reduced kidney function. The contents of the stomach and large intestines were found to be large quantities of undigested human hair, modacrylic, polyester, and commercial hair dye. The hair recovered from the stomach was not a match to Agent Granger in either color or length. Agent Granger's recoverable remains were cremated and interred. |
SCP-4199 | keter | NOTICE: THE FOLLOWING FILE HAS BEEN DECLASSIFIED THIS FILE NORMALLY REQUIRES LEVEL 5-4199 ACCESS, BUT HAS BEEN DECLASSIFIED BY RAISA. IF YOU HAVE ACCESSED THIS FILE IN ERROR, NO ACTION IS NECESSARY. NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION You've probably heard the rumors already. You're probably wondering what happened to Joe from Accounting, or from Files and Records, or Human Resources. Maybe you were even at one of the sites where Security took him into custody. I'll clear up this much for you right off the bat: Joe is an SCP. Specifically, he's SCP-4199. Yes, all of him. Since a lack of communication and information access contributed to the spread of SCP-4199, I am going to combat it by doing the opposite: absolutely nothing in this document will be expunged, redacted, or removed. Every employee of the SCP Foundation, from part time janitors to O5 Command, will be able to access the entire article. I can see how this might be troubling to some of you, but I whole-heartedly believe the alternative is worse. SCP-4199 was able to infiltrate every single Foundation Research Site, every clandestine area, every front company. We located an instance under the Indian Ocean and even on the goddamn moon. Each location had exactly one copy; never more, never fewer. We don't know how they got in without us noticing, nor do we know how they stayed hidden for so long. And we have no idea what their endgame is. These things were everywhere for years, for decades, and we were completely clueless about it. We've been caught with our pants down. This cannot happen again. We need to know what SCP-4199 wants with us, exactly what it is and what it did. Where we fucked up, so we'll know better if it happens again. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Item #: SCP-4199 Does the Black Moon howl? Once, but no longer WELCOME SITE DIRECTOR OR CLASS A PERSONNEL FROM THE DESK OF ALTO CLEF Well ladies and gents and robots, here we are again. Some of you need to work on your listening comprehension skills, you know. You've gotten an email to this effect at least once, and now you can't pull out the old "I didn't get the memo" excuse. I'm going to be as clear as I can with this: DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, CONTAIN, IMPEDE, OR TERMINATE SCP-4199 INSTANCES IN ANY WAY. I don't care what they found out. I don't care what they inexplicably accessed. I don't care whose grandma they're dating. 'DO NOT' means 'DO NOT', and that's that. It has proven more of a hassle than simply letting them be. Firing them causes a breach, killing them causes a breach, lobotomizing them causes a breach, putting them in a coma, exiling them to Mars… you name it, we've tried it, and it all causes a breach followed by a new instance being hired a few weeks later. I am in the process of devising a better solution. If you have any ideas, please submit them to me before putting them into practice. I will be happy to ignore them and/or foist them off on an underling. In the meantime, leave the poor guys be. We'll all be better off, as crazy as that sounds. — Dr. Alto Clef, Big Fat Liar Containment Specialist, Reality Benders Special Containment Procedures: Containment of SCP-4199 has a twofold focus: monitoring instances and keeping them alive. Direct containment has proven problematic in the past, and death of an instance has been shown to cause an immediate containment breach. Each Secure Facility, research Area, or Foundation-owned property must participate in containment of SCP-4199, without exception. Exactly one instance of SCP-4199 should be contained at each location. If for any reason a Site or Area does not have an instance of SCP-4199 in containment, or if an instance is discovered to be deceased, the Site Director1 should contact Dr. Jaime Marlow, who will assign a specialist in cognitohazards to conduct a daily search of all employee records until one is found. Duties of a deceased instance should be split between existing personnel. All current staff members onsite should be reviewed thoroughly for employees with the name "Joseph Williams",2 with special emphasis given to recently hired employees. If no instance of SCP-4199 can be found within one month, hiring may resume but all onsite personnel are to be treated as current or future instances until such an instance can be located. The Site Director should request a detailed report of activity from the supervisor of an SCP-4199 instance on its behavior, current projects, and clearance, under the guise of a monthly progress report. If questioned, Site Director should inform instances that this is normal procedure. For similar reasons, a monthly psychological evaluation should be conducted, with any abnormalities reported to the Site Director. Below is a list of SCPs that have been approved for use in maintaining the well-being of an SCP-4199 instance: SCP-006: A 10ml vial of SCP-006 may be requested for extreme circumstances with a majority approval from O5 council and administered clandestinely; SCP-427: Exposure is not to exceed five minutes total or one consecutive minute for any instance; SCP-500: One pill per location has been approved Rejected due to lack of resources; SCP-545: PENDING O5 APPROVAL; SCP-545-B may be administered on a case-by-case basis (SCP-545-A is not to be notified); SCP-590: Exposure to SCP-590 may be used in extreme cases with approval from Dr. Jack Bright; SCP-2718: Required for all deceased instances Administration of this procedure has been discontinued as Project Dammerung appears to have no effect on instances of SCP-4199; Description: SCP-4199 collectively refers to a group of individuals named Joe Williams, formerly employed by the SCP Foundation. Instances are mostly unremarkable in appearance, though comparisons of physical descriptions from containment specialists indicate that they are identical to one another. If an instance of SCP-4199 is not present at a Foundation-owned location, another will appear or be hired within one month through unknown means. Freezing a location's hiring will result in an entity manifesting within the current roster of employees. Employees affected by the instance's antimemetic properties will be convinced that it had always been employed at that location. The powerful antimemetic effect emitted by SCP-41993 prevents affected individuals from recognizing their connection to other SCP-4199 instances. This typically manifests as a complete lack of realization, or the assumption that the similarities with other Joe Williams' are non-anomalous in nature given SCP-4199's common name and generic appearance. SCP-4199 instances are generally cordial and polite, and will attempt to engage other Foundation employees in smalltalk. Favorite topics include weather, weekend plans, and the current performance of the New York Yankees. Members of SCP-4199 claim to have been around since the organization was formed.4 Test Log: While it is certain that the death of an instance causes a containment breach, other potential methods of neutralization are less certain. In an effort to more effectively contain SCP-4199 instances and prevent containment breaches, a series of several tests was conducted, treating SCP-4199 instances as though they were D-class personnel.5 From: jcimmerian@scp To: cgears@scp Subject: Joe Williams's Employee Review Dr. Gears, With advice from O5 Command, the Ethics Committee has decided to approve experimentation on SCP-4199 instances, otherwise known by the names "Joe Williams" or "Joseph Williams". You have been placed in charge of the project by a vote of 9-4. Congratulations. I assume you of all people would recognize what an unprecedented exception this is, and that word of this absolutely cannot get out. You're the only person we can trust with this, Charles. There's evidence to suggest that some Site Directors have employed as many as five instances of SCP-4199 over the years without realizing it. Some of them even have access to some anomalies. Ensign Williams of the SCPS Seastar can view and access SCP-1382, and he can even read the test reports on it. With a potential threat this widespread, we need someone who can look at the issue logically and can guarantee results. Please input credentials Welcome: GEARS, CHARLES Subject: SCP-342 Result: After boarding the nearest transit system, SCP-4199-73-2 disappeared from reality as expected. Subsequent personnel review revealed a successive SCP-4199-73 instance, dubbed SCP-4199-73-3. Conclusion: SCP-4199 instances must be present onsite in order to be contained. Subject: SCP-662 Result: SCP-662 was asked to remove instances of SCP-4199 and prevent them from returning. His response was recorded as follows: I'm terribly sorry sirs and madam, but I can no more remove these men from existence than I can the very concept of containing anomalies. I'm afraid he is tied intrinsically to the existence of your organization. When asked to clarify, he simply stated that SCP-4199 "is, was, and will be part of the SCP Foundation". Conclusion: SCP-4199 cannot be anomalously removed or bargained away. Subject: SCP-1504 Result: All interactions with SCP-4199 were polite and cordial, save for an occasional nosebleed on the part of SCP-4199. Comparisons are ongoing. Conclusion: Inconclusive. Subject: Y-909 Result: SCP-4199-45-1 suffered side effects commiserate with exposure to Y-909 - paranoia, memory loss, suicidal thoughts, etc. - until eventually overdosing from the effects and suffering catastrophic brain trauma. Additional exposure of Y-909 and amnestics had similar results, all ending with subsequent instances becoming either deceased or brain dead. New instances continued to appear, even when previous instances were alive and comatose. Further administration of amnestics also failed to prevent new instances from appearing. Conclusion: Instances of SCP-4199 must be awake and conscious to prevent a containment breach and are not affected by amnestics. Subject: SCP-3930 Result: SCP-4199-67-2 ceased existing after entering SCP-3930. Although it was still observed by onsite researchers within the anomaly, a new instance of SCP-4199 appeared eighteen days later at Site 67. Conclusion: Cessation of existence has the same effect on instances of SCP-4199 as death. UPDATE: Testing is currently forbidden by order of O5 command following Incident SCP-4199-α. Incident 4199-α: At approximately 2:31AM on February 7th, 2018, Dr. Jack Bright was contacted by SCP-990. Dr. Everett Mann was on-call at the time, and aided Dr. Bright in transcribing the encounter using Form 66-Y, which is included below. FORM 66-Y - STANDARD DREAM REPORT Personnel: Dr. Bright Estimated Degree of Recall: 85% Anomalous Entity Present?: Y Likelihood of Actionable Intelligence: Negligable Description: It's hard to miss SCP-990. He's always the most recognizable thing in Dreamland. Has anyone ever asked him why he likes that Cold War business suit so much? Does he have to pay for dry cleaning, being an anomalous entity that exists in the brainwaves of REM sleep? Sorry, I digress. I ask him what he's doing in my head, and he puts a hand on my shoulder. He tells me he has "a necessary evil" to show me, and I figure it's gonna be one of the regular ones we deal with on a daily basis. You know the kind. Anyway, he puts his hand on my shoulder and my high school locker room disappears. I couldn't tell if I was still naked. Anyway, we're floating in the air, looking over this bridge connecting two islands floating in a sea of bright lights and dark corners. They're labeled with cartoonishly large signs straight out of Seuss. One of the signs says 'Foundationland' - yes, really - and the other reads 'The Factory'. You can bet this piqued my attention. Out of the Factory comes some guy I barely recognized, name of John or Joe or something. Let's call him Joe. I think he's a bean counter at Site 19. Anyway, he leaves the Factory and steps onto the bridge, swinging his little Star Trek lunch pail in his right hand. That was when things got decidedly more dream-like. First there's one Joe on the bridge, then two. Then two hundred. Then two thousand. They all have the same blank expression as they file out of the mile-long building, dead grey eyes behind horn-rimmed glasses. They came out in droves, and the Joes poured into Foundationland. We zoomed closer to the islands and I could see more detail on ours. It had little plaques with our Site names on them - Site-19, Area-14, Site-01 - and each Joe stood on one before melting into the ground like a novelty candle. I look over to 990 and before I can say anything, he throws a glance towards the Factory. I follow his gaze and it floats closer until I can see the building better. A noxious black haze pipes out of the smokestack on the top, and I can see a latch on the opposite side. Because bad ideas are the best kind of ideas, I grab the smokestack and pull it backwards. The roof of the Factory swings open like a grotesque little dollhouse, and I'm unsettled. I've seen some shit, Everett. I'm an immortal scientist trapped in a necklace on a monkey for Christ's sake. I should be used to this sort of thing by now, but I guess not. The floor undulated as I watched. Cockroaches crawled across the slick black tiles and up the walls, popping like zits when they reached the edges and staining the wall with some kind of dark discharge. When I looked closer, the tiles weren't tiles at all, but some kind of tarry black ooze, covered in thousands of tiny faces. I couldn't count how many Joes are there this time. There were too many faces, too many mouths smiling that flat, slappable smile. A fat fly flew out of the nose of one of them, only to get gobbled up by a long tendril from underneath another's eye. The faces swam in the stuff, appearing and disappearing, spitting out rats and snakes and other little nasties. Within the split second I had to register all this, the faces, every last one, took the opportunity to glance my way. I expected them to scream and howl like the dead, but the smiles on their faces widened, mouth curling up past their glasses. The shifting mass sloped downwards and all the faces smashed together. The one nearest the center opened its mouth and swallowed its nearest cousin whole. Then another did the same to it. Soon, all the faces were engulfing each other as the writhing black mass began to rise up. It opened up to me, and I could see down its throat. I saw the stairwell, Everett. Did you know we found out long ago what waited for us at the bottom? No, you wouldn't have. You probably didn't have clearance to view that exploration before it was expunged. Suffice it to say that the one-and-a-half members of Lambda-5 who came out brought something else with them, something they claimed was the source of the persistent wailing. It looked like a little girl, but it wasn't. Something about it was very, very wrong, though I couldn't say what exactly. We put the thing in containment for further study, and gave it a designation: SCP-053. I can count on one hand the number of people who were privy to info about that exploration, and most of them are dead or worse. The White Rabbits that made it out of the stairwell died pretty quick, the D-class they found at the bottom was in no condition that could be considered "alive", and SCP-053 certainly isn't saying anything. I think there were a few guys from Files and Records that tasked with keeping an eye on the fourth exploration log, but they weren't allowed to read or edit it, just revert any edits made by unauthorized personnel. My point is that I saw a clear image of that little not-girl in the stairwell inside of this writhing mass of black shit. It knew something that only a handful of Foundation employees know, a number I can count on one hand. If all the Joes are coming out of this thing, do they all know too? I slammed the lid shut on that thing and looked for 990, but he was long gone at this point. I shouted for him with no success, and moments later, I woke up. Then I called you, which leads us to now. I don't know what to make of this, Everett. I don't know what 990 was trying to tell me. I don't know what the hell came out of that nightmare. I do know one thing: it's the Factory. Joe is the Factory. It knows everything we know, and it's everywhere we are. And we can't do a damn thing about it. Footnotes 1. Alternatively Class-A personnel or equivalent title for Areas or other locations; this caveat should be understood to be appended whenever 'Site Director' is used hereafter 2. Instances sometimes use the name "Joe Williams" 3. Only individuals with a CRV of 25 or higher (estimated to be approximately 2% of Foundation employees and .05% of the total population) have demonstrated resistance to this effect 4. Verification of this claim is difficult, as records of a "Joe Williams" have been found at every investigated site or area investigated, without exception, and each employee record displays a different date of hiring, with the earliest being 1911. 5. The proposal was approved by O5 Command with a vote of 6-5, with 2 abstentions. |
SCP-4200 | archon | Main Document Additional Documentation - Clearance Level 3 RESTRICTED RESTRICTED The weapon involved in the SCP-4200 event, shortly after initial construction. Item #: SCP-4200 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4200 has been successfully expunged from the historical record, due to the secretive nature of the Manhattan Project and extensive cooperation with the Foundation by the US government. Three individuals, all of whom were affected by SCP-4200, have been expunged from all records, and relatives to these individuals have been treated with Class-O amnestics. SCP-4200-1's perimeter is surrounded by a three metre high solidified chain-link fence, at a continuous distance of ten metres from the area itself. Signs are posted at frequent intervals warning that the area is a former nuclear testing site, and thus contains hazardous radioactive waste. Description: SCP-4200 is the designation for an anomalous event which occurred on the fourteenth of November, 1942 in the New Mexico desert. The event involved the detonation and subsequent malfunction of a weapon of mass destruction, constructed as a side project during the Manhattan Project, with anomalous technology salvaged from a site off the coast of Antikythera island, Greece. The believed series of events is as follows: the weapon was placed at a designated point, before being armed by three scientists - now identified as Timothy Noble, Erik Myers and Bernard Kamen. During countdown to detonation, the weapon malfunctioned and detonated early before the scientists were at a safe distance. The weapon, all three scientists, the vehicle they were travelling in, and a large amount of sediment seemingly instantly dematerialized from the site. US soldiers and Foundation operatives conducted extensive searches of the surrounding area, to no avail. The site of the detonation has been designated SCP-4200-1. This number designates an approximately 900m² area of land. SCP-4200-1 has been measured to have an abnormally low Hume level, with Kant counters recording readings of anywhere from 10-60 Humes. Individuals that spend extensive amounts of time in the area note that they have slowed reflexes, and are apparently drawn to three particular points in different areas of SCP-4200-1. This effect is believed to be both physical and psychological, as sand and other small objects have accumulated in large amounts at the aforementioned three points. Addendum: The following is an audio transcript of the SCP-4200 event, recorded by Manhattan Project scientists. The audio is currently in Foundation possession. SCP-4200 - AUDIO TRANSCRIPT DATE: 14/11/1942 NOTE: Audio log is transcribed approximately thirteen minutes into the testing, just after the weapon is armed. The three individuals were using handheld transceivers for communication. [BEGIN LOG] Test Command: T minus 50 until detonation. Myers: Are you excited, Bernard? Kamen: Very. I can't wait to drop one of these on Hitler's doorstep. The three laugh. Test Command: 30 seconds. Myers: Hopefully the war will end before we need to, though. Kamen: Then what's the point? Test Command: 20 seconds. Noble: I agree with Erik here. It's good we've got this point, thank god for the site in Greece. Otherwise we wouldn- The weapon detonates. Myers, Kamen and Noble all vanish, along with the weapon and vehicle, which leaves a slight crater. Test Command: What the hell just happened? Erik? Tim? There is no response. Test Command: Someone go out there and report to me what the hell just happened. There is silence for approximately four minutes while the test command attempts to deduce what occurred. Noble: H-hello? Command? Test Command: Where the hell are you? Noble: I-I don't know. I can barely move or see. It's like something is weighing down on me from all sides. Test Command: Where are Myers and Kamen? Noble: I don't know. Shit. Noble calls out for the other individuals. Kamen: I'm here… fuck… I can't move at all. My arms and legs are s-stuck in somewhere. I don't know. Noble: Where's Erik? Kamen: I can see him in front of me, just barely. He's not moving either. Test Command: We're going to try and figure out where you are and get you out. Kamen: I can't feel my heartbeat. I don't have a heartbeat! Noble: We need to just st- A sudden cracking noise is heard. Noble: It's breaking my arm! Get us out of here, now! Test Command: We don't even know where you are! More cracking sounds are heard. The three scientists begin to scream, including Myers who has seemingly awoken. This continues for around 50 seconds until the transmission cuts out. Test Command: We've lost them. I need a team on this, right now. Now! [END LOG] PERSONAL NOTICE FROM HEAD RESEARCHER SILVERS Date of notice - 23/06/1998 As is often procedure with low-clearance files, the prior document omits pertinent information and contains purposeful inaccuracies. However, these were not deemed extensive enough for a full new document to go in the file for personnel with a higher clearance. The first aspect of note is the nature of the weapon involved in SCP-4200. From what we can tell from the documents that were able to be recovered (the staff on the Manhattan Project burned a great deal of files after the incident) the bomb was effectively supposed to create a minor reality bending effect. Space inside a chamber of the weapon would be "pinched" inwards, and then would violently react in the opposite direction, creating a large ripple which would destroy things in its path, with no radiation damage. The fact that an organisation other than the Foundation possessed reality bending technology isn't something that was deemed appropriate for lower classifications. The second is the location of Timothy Noble, Erik Myers and Bernard Kamen. While it is true that their exact nature and location in the multiverse is unknown, we have made contact (as much we could) and sent in a team. I've put the exploration log at the end of this message. Robert Scranton over at Site-120 sent us some devices, and when the Hume level was particularly low we sent an MTF in. They weren't in there for very long, but what the team picked up was certainly interesting. Exploration Video Log Transcript Date: 22/12/1989 Exploration Team: MTF-Alpha-5 ("Paranaughts") Subject: SCP-4200-1 - Locating the three missing individuals involved in the SCP-4200 event Team Lead: Gardner Team Members: Feynman, Asprey, Koehler Note: Visual notes in this log were not streamed live during the exploration, but have been inserted in at the corresponding times. [BEGIN LOG] MISSION COMMAND: Is the team in place within SCP-4200-1? Gardner: Affirmative. Can someone give me a Hume reading? Asprey: 30 Humes. MISSION COMMAND: Make the jump now. If you stay any longer you'll be subject to SCP-4200-1's effect. Gardner: Is everyone in place? We'll have a span of around fifteen minutes to conduct our exploration before the devices reset and we are brought back. Asprey: Affirmative. Feynman: Good to go. Koehler: No issues here. Gardner: Activate, now. The four members activate the devices, and visually disappear from the site. MISSION COMMAND: Was it successful? Gardner: I think so… it's hard to tell. Koehler, turn on your flashlight. Koehler: Right. Koehler turns on his light, and reveals that the team is in a tight space around 1.5 metres in vertical length, surrounded by an unknown black material. Feynman: It's sort of… malleable. I can push it up with my hands but it moves slowly back into place. Gardner: Move forward. Our main aim is to find Myers, Noble and Kamen. Feynman suddenly leaps back and yells. Feynman: What the hell? Gardner: What happened, Feynman? Feynman: It's my Geiger counter. Look. Feynman holds up his Geiger counter. It is now not a singular component, but several wires, circuitboards and plastic pieces. Koehler: That's strange. It's like it broke apart perfectly. Mine seems okay. Asprey: Mine as well. Gardner: Leave it all here, Feynman. Everyone be careful, this place clearly has unusual properties. Stick together. The team slowly move forward through the space. Asprey suddenly stops. Asprey: I think I've found the vehicle. Look. The team surround and study the vehicle, which is seemingly mostly embedded within the black material. Koehler runs his finger along it. Koehler: I think this is rust. Feynman: How could that be? I don't think there's any water vapour present in here. Gardner: That is odd. However, we're not here for the car, we're here to find the three men. Keep moving. The team continue onwards. Asprey's foot crunches on something. Feynman: What was that? Asprey: I'm not sure… Koehler, can I get a light? Koehler: Affirmative. Asprey: It's… a pair of glasses. Did any of them wear glasses like this, Command? MISSION COMMAND: Yes, Myers did. You might be close. The team continues forward, as the space begins to get taller. Gardner stops and raises his hand. Gardner: I hear something, be silent. The team pauses. The sound of breathing is picked up. Koehler: It's coming from the left. Koehler shines his light to reveal the slumped form of Myers. One arm is seemingly inserted into the ceiling of the space. Five black, tube-like structures are attached to his head, which bond with the black edges of the space, seemingly made of the same material. Gardner: Command, we've uh… we've found Myers. Feynman: SCP-4200 happened what, 47 years ago? He doesn't seem to have aged at all. Gardner: Approach. We're going to make physical contact. The team cautiously approach. Myers' eyes appear to be closed, but he is visibly breathing. Asprey: He seems alive. Apsrey places two fingers on Myers' neck. Asprey: There's definitely a pulse here. Koehler: Maybe we should open up his eyes and try and wake him up. Gardner: Agreed. Asprey, open his eyelids. Asprey proceeds to do this. Upon pushing Myers' eyelids open, Asprey suddenly jumps back as Myers seemingly jolts awake. His eyelids remain open. Asprey: Look at his eyes… The camera is brought close to Myers' face, revealing that instead of typical eyes, images are seemingly playing in the space. Tanks and people running are seen. The pictures change to an individual resembling Nicolae Ceausescu (leader of communist Romania from 1965-1989). A red aura suddenly appears around him, before the pictures switch back to conflict on the streets. Feynman: I see Romanian flags… this is Romania? Gardner: Leave him. We need to try and locate the others. The team continues forward. Eventually, Koehler's light reveals the form of Kamen. He is much more embedded in the black material, with both arms, 1 leg and a large amount of his torso seemingly inserted. Gardner: Command, we've found Kamen. Koehler, check his eyes. Koehler opens Kamen's eyelids. The images shown are slightly different. The picture keeps showing various shots of communist Romanian forces being shot or captured. Asprey: Gardner, how long do we have left? Gardner: Fuck. 90 seconds. Get some more footage and then move away. We'll come back another time to look for Noble. The team gather some more close-up footage before moving away. Feynman: Why do you think their eyes were like that? Gardner: I don't know. We'll see what they say back at the site. The team move into return positions, before being removed from the space, and visually reappearing back in SCP-4200-1. Gardner: Command, we're back. MISSION COMMAND: Affirmative. A van is on their way to pick you up, exit SCP-4200-1. [END LOG] Note: After this excursion, the space has been designated SCP-4200-2. 1: The following is a table of the lowest Humes recorded in SCP-4200-1, in descending order from highest to lowest. The results have been recorded from the year 1960 onward. DATE HUME COUNT 18/05/1980 49 Hm 11/09/1973 44 Hm 20/07/1969 39 Hm 08/04/1965 35 Hm 26/03/1986 31 Hm 09/11/1989 29 Hm 26/12/1991 21 Hm 2: On 13/05/2017, O5 command ordered an extraction of one of the three scientists from SCP-4200-2, carried out by MTF-Alpha-5. Tools were fashioned from the teeth and digestive system of SCP-2742 in order to remove one of the individuals from their embedded nature. VIDEO LOG DATE: 13/05/2017 NOTE: Each team member carried two tools fashioned from SCP-2742 instances. An extra reality jump device was provided as well, to bring back the retrieved scientist. The updated devices do not have a 15 minute limit period, instead being manually activated to jump back, allowing for an indefinite stay. [BEGIN LOG] 1318: The team enter SCP-4200-1 and take their positions. All equipment is checked over for malfunctions. No abnormalities are found. 1319: The team activates their jump devices and are transported successfully into SCP-4200-2. 1321: One of the member's tools transmutes into the deceased head of an SCP-2742 instance. This is abandoned and the team continues. 1322: The team rendezvous. After considering prior excursions, it is determined that Myers will be removed, due to the fact that he is the one least embedded in SCP-4200-2. 1325: The team find Myers' glasses, which have developed a coat resembling rust and become embedded slightly into the black material since the last time they were sighted. 1327: The team's flashlights reveal the form of Myers a short distance away. 1328: The team reach Myers, who appears to be unconscious. Lifting up his eyelids reveal black spaces, with no images playing. 1329: The tubes attached to Myers begin to be cut by the tools. Incisions cause a black liquid to be spilled, which is immediately absorbed into the boundaries of SCP-4200-2 on contact. 1335: After three of the tubes have been fully cut, Myers appears to be awakened. The team cautiously moves back. There is silence as he appears to simply stare at the team. 1336: Myers begins to writhe and yell out, feeling the back of his head frantically with his free hand. He looks off to the left, seemingly anxiously. 1337: Two of the team restrain Myers while the others begin to cut the remaining tubes. Myers' eyes change to images of what appears to be desert. 1339: The last tube is cut, and Myers begins to scream. The image in his eyes changes to that of a small building. 1341: The team begins to cut a circle around the embedded arm of Myers. A red aura appears around the building shown in the eyes. 1344: Communications with mission command are lost, assumed to be a technical malfunction. Myers becomes much more violent and attempts to push members of the team away. He is successfully restrained. 1348: The cut is finished, and Myers falls onto the floor of SCP-4200-2, seemingly unconscious. The space where his arm was quickly fills in with more black material, leaving no trace of any damage. 1349: A jump device is fitted around Myers' wrist, who is now seemingly unconscious. The team tries to contact mission command again, to no avail. 1350: Myers and the team transport back to SCP-4200-1. The team awaits the arrival of a vehicle to retrieve them. [END LOG] At approximately 13:42 during the recovery of Myers, the mission command site suffered a catastrophic event. Several electrical wires malfunctioned, which sparked a large fire that eliminated communication devices and damaged large areas of the site. Seven casualties were recorded from the event. The team was eventually recovered by an excursion force from a larger site. Erik Myers was taken and analysed, but remains in a comatose condition. All attempts to remove Myers from this state have failed. Efforts are still ongoing. ► THIS DOCUMENT HAS BEEN LOCKED BY THE O5 COUNCIL - PLEASE INPUT CORRECT CREDENTIALS - CORRECT INPUT - DISPLAYING FILE - SCP-4200 The fall of the Berlin Wall, an event believed to be caused by SCP-4200 Item #: SCP-4200 Special Containment Procedures: Under the pretence of maintaining a sense of normalcy when it comes to the historical timeline, several false pieces of information have been placed at lower classification accesses of this document. Some of these include: SCP-4200 is the designation for the event which caused the 3 individuals to become embedded within SCP-4200-2 The location of the three individuals is not known SCP-4200-A is in a comatose state from which he has not awoken It has been the unanimous decision of the O5 Council that the two remaining SCP-4200 individuals should not be recovered. This decision was made after the alterations to the historical timeline caused by the removal of SCP-4200-A. In the continuous interest in preserving a flow of time which aligns with the status quo, the remaining individuals are to be left permanently within SCP-4200-1. The Hume count of SCP-4200-2 is to be monitored and any abnormally low counts are to be recorded, and then matching with corresponding world events to determine if SCP-4200 are influencing reality, and if they are, what they are influencing. SCP-4200-2 is surrounded by a three metre high solidified chain-link fence, at a continuous distance of 10 metres from the area itself. Signs are posted at frequent intervals warning that the area is private, protected property and contains large amounts of radiation due to previous nuclear testing. Experimentation with D-Class and Mobile Task Forces is currently prohibited. SCP-4200-A is held in a furnished human anomaly containment chamber. Amenities are permitted to be provided if requested. Historical textbooks given on request must have statistics of suffering, death or injury removed, as not to cause mental duress to SCP-4200-A. Description: SCP-4200 is the collective designation for Erik Myers, Bernard Kamen and Timothy Noble (classed as SCP-4200-A, SCP-4200-B and SCP-4200-C respectively), who became merged with consensus reality after a malfunction during an anomalous weapon testing during the Manhattan Project. The weapon was designed to fold reality inwards for a brief moment before space would violently react in the opposite direction, which would create a large shockwave that could destroy large areas with no radioactive fallout. However, it is believed that the bomb accidentally ripped a small tear in reality instead of simply folding it. Due to their merging with the consensus reality, the SCP-4200 individuals possess the ability to influence world events in our timeline. They have the apparent ability to manipulate the actions and thoughts of people, as well as in a physical sense on objects and entities. SCP-4200 have been responsible for multiple major historical events, such as the USA's successful development of the nuclear bomb, the moon landing, and the breakup of the Soviet Union. The removal of any of the SCP-4200 instances from their state leads to the removal of their actions from the historical timeline. For example, the removal of SCP-4200-A from his merged state is believed to have caused the CIA supported coups in Chile, Guatemala and Brazil, among others, to come into effect in our timeline. SCP-4200-1 is the space in which two out of the three SCP-4200 individuals currently inhabit. SCP-4200-1 is a tear in reality, approximately 60 metres in diameter. The flow of time within SCP-4200-1 is not linear, and has been observed flowing backwards, erratically or simply not at all. The black material that makes up the boundaries of SCP-4200-1 is currently not fully understood. However, it is theorised to be a component which spontaneously forms due to a sudden lack of reality in an area. SCP-4200-2 is the site in which the event which caused SCP-4200 to become merged with the baseline reality took place. This designation spans an approximately 900m² area of land in the New Mexico desert. SCP-4200-2 possesses an abnormally low Hume level, with Kant counters recording anywhere from 10-60 Humes. A lower Hume count correlates with SCP-4200 exerting influence on baseline reality. Individuals that spend extensive amounts of time note that they have slowed reflexes, and are apparently drawn to two (formerly three, before SCP-4200-A was removed) particular points in different areas of SCP-4200-2, which correlate to the locations of the SCP-4200 while merged with reality. Addendum: The following are three selected interviews with SCP-4200-A. Interviewed: SCP-4200-A Interviewer: Head Researcher Silvers Foreword: Interview conducted shortly after recovery from SCP-4200-1. Mental state of subject prior to interview was noted as being unstable and erratic. <Begin Log> Silvers: Hello, Erik. Before we begin, is there anything you'd want? SCP-4200-A: A glass of water, please. Silvers gestures to a guard, and SCP-4200-A is brought a glass of water. Silvers: Can you describe the events preceding the malfunction of the weapon? SCP-4200-A: They put the bomb out in the middle of the desert with a van, and me, Tim, and Bernard followed in a car behind. We primed it, and then began to drive away. I don't remember what was said… I can only remember fleeting images after we armed it. Then there was a hum… a hum which I can't quite place. Silvers: And then you awoke within SCP-4200-1? SCP-4200-A: I think we were unconscious for a while? Were we? Silvers: Kamen and Noble were unconscious for around five minutes. SCP-4200-A: Right. I woke up, and everything, for a few seconds felt numb… No, not numb. As if I was floating. But that didn't last long. Then it was just pain. Silvers: Can you describe that? SCP-4200-A: I can't really. The whole… place, whatever it is… twisted. My arm broke, I remember that. Past that, it was something deeper. It was like caustic acid on my skull that trickled down into everything else. Pauses. Silvers: Are you alright? SCP-4200-A: Yes. I'm just trying to remember. After the pain, which lasted for an amount of time I cannot recall. Then came what I can only describe as… euphoria. Silvers: Euphoria? SCP-4200-A: It came slowly at first. I started feeling things, pain, emotions. It trickled in, and it took me a while to realise that I was feeling things that other people, and things, were feeling and doing. Silvers: Could you influence events at this time? SCP-4200-A: Not until I lost all sense of body. The trickles of the feeling became more and more, until the dam burst. Suddenly I was gone, my mind was in a place I could only describe as… everywhere. It was like I could feel the flow of history as it went. Silvers: And you could control things like this? SCP-4200-A: Yes… At least, I think so. It's barely comprehensible to describe. Imagine everything that is, as a chess board of sorts. Suddenly, we could move the pieces. Fit things into the way we wanted them to. We didn't lose our thoughts about things, our biases, our opinions on the direction the world should be taken. We were thrust into a position where we could make those opinions a reality. Silvers: What was the first act that you did? SCP-4200-A: Of course, because we were scientists of the project, that was what we started with. We planted the seeds of knowledge about how they could build the atomic bomb. We didn't help with the defeat of the Nazis - that was happening anyway, and none of us were strong enough to do something like that at that point. Silvers: Did you gain more power as time went on? SCP-4200-A: I don't think it was that we gained more power… It was more as if our influence, in a way, diffused. It took a few years to really grapple with the strength that we held. But Bernard… SCP-4200-A pauses and shuffles uncomfortably. Silvers: It's alright Erik. You can say whatever you'd like. SCP-4200-A: I… I don't… (Pauses). Doctor, how many people did my actions kill? Silvers: I'm not going to answer that, I'm sorry. SCP-4200-A: Please answer me. I know it… It must be thousands. There was Romania… All those soldiers didn't have a choice. I should have stopped Bernard, but I agreed with this cause. Even if I didn't for all the others. Tell me doctor, please! Silvers: You're becoming agitated. We can continue this another time. SCP-4200-A: (Sighs.) Alright… Alright, but promise that you'll tell me how many, at some point. Silvers: We'll see. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4200-A was given brief psychological medical attention before returning back to containment cell. It was determined that giving SCP-4200-A statistics about his actions would cause unneeded duress. Interviewed: SCP-4200-A Interviewer: Head Researcher Silvers Foreword: The mental state of SCP-4200-A was noted as having increased promisingly after the prior interview. <Begin Log> Silvers: Are you doing alright today, Erik? SCP-4200-A: I think so. Silvers: Good, let's begin then. What can you tell us about Bernard Kamen? SCP-4200-A: I assume you already know all the baseline facts, where he was born, how old he was, that sort of thing? Silvers: You tell us what you think we should know. SCP-4200-A: His parents were born in the Ukraine, but moved to the US in around 1919, I think. They drilled it into him that he was lucky to be born in America, how it was the greatest country, that sort of thing. He carried those ideas all the way. Silvers: Was he well-liked amongst others? SCP-4200-A: Yes, Bernard was just… outspoken. Certainly more so than me or Tim. Confident, too. In the space, when he moved the pieces, you could really feel that he believed in it, completely. We should have done more… Silvers: Did you and Noble actively oppose Kamen while inside SCP-4200-1? SCP-4200-A: It's not that simple. Sometimes we did. Sometimes we didn't. Sometimes it was just one of us. I agreed with some of the things he put into action. Like the series of events with the Eastern Bloc. Silvers: What did you disagree with? SCP-4200-A: Bernard is a very… extreme person. He hated socialism, in all forms. That was another thing that was drilled into him from a young age. He saw those governments in Chile, Guatemala, elect socialist leaders, and he felt he couldn't stand by. He tried to get the CIA to overthrow them, but I stopped him. I didn't agree with that. I'm not a socialist, but what he was trying to do wasn't right. Silvers: You stopped those events from happening? SCP-4200-A: Yes… what are you trying to say? Silvers: Erik, the CIA backed coups in the countries you mentioned did occur. SCP-4200-A: That can't… You shouldn't have taken me out of there. Things that I prevented are now real. Silvers: Evidently so. SCP-4200-A: Look. Bernard isn't a bad man, he's just… Misguided. As I've said before, the transition in the space didn't make us lose who we were. It could have been anyone. You know how many different people they chose from to arm that bomb? Silvers: I'm afraid I don't. SCP-4200-A: It was around 150 people. 150 different people each with their own opinions, political views, that sort of thing. But it was us… Silvers: And how did they choose you three? SCP-4200-A: They didn't choose us. It was a random process. Completely random. None of us were really too important to the project. SCP-4200-A chuckles. SCP-4200-A: I guess we're important now. Silvers: What can you tell us about Timothy Noble, now? SCP-4200-A: Can we continue this another time? I just need to rest. Silvers: Very well. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4200-A retreats to his cell. Interview scheduled for two days time. Interviewed: SCP-4200-A Interviewer: Head Researcher Silvers Foreword: After cutting the last interview short, SCP-4200-A seemed eager for the beginning of the following interview. <Begin Log> Silvers: Well then, should we start where we left off? SCP-4200-A: That seems like the best course of action. Silvers: Tell me about Timothy Noble. SCP-4200-A: Out of all of us, he was definitely the quietest. Unlike with Bernard, I didn't really know much about what he believed in, his political views. He grew up in a normal house, with normal American parents. Silvers: And did this translate over when he was inside SCP-4200-1? SCP-4200-A: In a way. He was slower to start, influenced smaller things in the beginning. But he did begin to expand his influence. At least, until Vietnam. Silvers: Vietnam? SCP-4200-A: Bernard was doing what he thought was right. But this time, it was Tim that decided to stand up. But it changed him. You could feel the guilt and strife in him. Silvers: So Noble caused the struggles of the USA in Vietnam? SCP-4200-A: He did, and he won. But as I said, it changed him. He became much more reserved. Sometimes you could feel he regretted opposing Bernard. His fellow countrymen, dead because of him. Silvers: Did he ever do anything on that scale again? SCP-4200-A: Never. After that he just kept to himself. Mainly helped science along its way little by little, research for diseases, physics, and that sort of thing. But every memorial that was placed up, it broke him more. Especially that one in DC, by that young girl. Her name escapes me. Silvers: Maya Lin, I believe. SCP-4200-A: That's the one. That deep scar across the ground. He felt that was his scar. Silvers: Do you feel guilty about what you did, Erik? SCP-4200-A: Of course. But I'd feel more guilt if I did nothing. I don't know how many lives I ended, but I like to think that more had been ended if I had just stood by. At least, I hope so. It's interesting to think about, isn't it? Silvers: What is? SCP-4200-A: What the world might have been like if nothing ever happened, if the bomb didn't malfunction, or if we got to a safe distance before it did. Would more lives be ended, or would they be saved? Silvers: I suppose that is curious to think about. SCP-4200-A: The pure amount of events that had to coincide for everything to happen the way it did. But is that what history is? Chance? Silvers: You could look at it that way. Do you think that Noble and Kamen can continue their influences indefinitely? SCP-4200-A: I don't know. I'd say so. We obviously don't age in there. That space, it seems eternal anyway. Bernard and Tim are part of history now, like I used to be. You shouldn't have taken me out. Silvers: Because Kamen will now have less opposition? SCP-4200-A: Partly. History shouldn't be touched. It's happened, and there's nothing that can be done. But in removing me, you touched history. It doesn't sit well with me, even if I am grateful to now live as a normal person. I can't help feeling… a creeping sense of dread. Silvers: I see. That will be all for today. Do you have anything else to ask. SCP-4200-A: (Considers). No. Thank you, doctor. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4200-A's demeanour since this interview has been noted as stable, albeit slightly anxious. Addendum.2: On 12/08/2020, SCP-4200-A was found in a heavily panicked, unresponsive state, seemingly cowering underneath the bed in his containment cell. The following message was found inexplicably inscribed on the cover of a book they were reading. Investigations are ongoing. Erik, I don't know what that place is where they are keeping you. But it is cloudy. I'm not sure what those people have done there, but it keeps you tucked away. Your mind, too. You've sealed it off from me, and that I have to commend you for. The most I can do is leave this message. The world that you have returned to inhabit is a mess of corruption, suffering and death. I tried to implement what I willed to put it on the right path, so many times. But you and Timothy took it upon yourselves to try and stop this. You stopped so much progress. However, this will no longer continue. Timothy has agreed. He has seen that what I'm trying to do is the best course of action. I hope you can as well. You're not a bad person, you're just misguided. This message is an offering. If you let me in, I can guide you back. The three of us combined, all working on the same goal. It's been proven before that it can be glorious. We've made history so many times. But history is always ongoing. For people tomorrow, today is history. I'm giving you an opportunity to be part of something which will change it eternally. History is ours, forever and always. Your friend, Bernard. |
SCP-4201 | keter | Item #: SCP-4201 Special Containment Procedures: The town of Agloe, New York, and the surrounding 15km must be completely evacuated of all life and kept empty except for Foundation research bases. Any Foundation bases set up within a 15km radius of SCP-4201 must be built to withstand a nuclear detonation of at least 20kt. Contact with PoI-4201-A or PoI-4201-B is not allowed under any circumstances unless necessary to the survival of humanity. Any unauthorized persons attempting to enter within 15km of SCP-4201 must be detained and amnesticised. Any new weapon or tactic detected in SCP-4201 is to be logged and studied. Replication of and use of SCP-4201's weaponry is under consideration by the O5 council. Should SCP-4201 escalate to a level beyond Foundation control, all Foundation bases within a 20km radius of SCP-4201 are to be evacuated and action 47-Gamma-19H is to be enacted. Any potential Foundation allies such as the GOC or UIU are to be contacted and a temporary alliance is to be requested with the goal of neutralizing SCP-4201. Description: SCP-4201 is the designation given to the conflict between 2 pizza parlors based in the municipality of Agloe, New York. Through unknown means, SCP-4201 has escalated to extreme scale. SCP-4201 is fought with armies of anomalous composition that follow a pizza theme. SCP-4201 is fought by 2 pizzerias: Mario's Pizza de Delizioso and Agloe Hot Slice, the military forces of which are designated SCP-4201-1 and SCP-4201-2 respectively. Both restaurants utilize different weaponry and tactics that appear to be based on the theme of the actual restaurants. SCP-4201-1's military force is primarily composed of homunculi made of pizza ingredients such as dough, cheese, and toppings, which comprise the main infantry and cavalry of SCP-4201-1. The combat doctrine of SCP-4201-1 is similar to the military from the Napoleonic war era, with foot soldiers armed with bayoneted rifles supported by cavalry and artillery. SCP-4201-1 is led by Mario Bianchi, the proprietor of Mario's Pizza de Delizioso1. PoI-4201-A has animated the forces of SCP-4201-1 using unknown anomalous means. Military efforts of SCP-4201-1 are typically led by PoI-4201-A, who rides into battle on an equine construct and uses anomalous pizza-based abilities to support forces in combat. SCP-4201-2 uses much more modern techniques of battle such as planes and more advanced firearms. SCP-4201-2's army and artillery are mainly comprised of drones and robots, all of which are themed around tools and appliances found in a pizzeria, such as pizza cutters and ovens. The owner of SCP-4201-2, Kevin Kelderburt,2 also acts as a general for his respective side. PoI-4201-B fights using a large mechanical suit of armor modeled after his own appearance and has several pizza-themed weapons affixed to it. It is currently unknown how SCP-4201 was started or how SCP-4201-1 and SCP-4201-2 were able to obtain the resources necessary for a conflict of this scale. For further information on this topic, please see document-4201-17-A. Addendum-1: Document-4201-17-A. The following is documentation recovered from SCP-4201 pertaining to its creation and existence. + Document-4201-17-A - Codename: The Agloe Tragedy Document Recovered Date Printed on document Content Agloe Herald 8/23/1997 Grand Opening of Agloe Hot Slice! Today is the grand opening of the hip new pizzeria known as Agloe Hot Slice! Reactions to the opening of Hot Slice are mixed. The homegrown Mario's Pizza de Delizioso has been operating in Agloe for over 35 years and has ingrained itself within the culture of our town. While some are upset, believing Hot Slice will put Mario's out of business and ruin the beloved eatery, most are glad that the opening of Hot Slice will break the monopoly Mario's has had over the pizza market in Agloe. The new owner and operator of Agloe Hot Slice, Kevin Kelderburt, had this to say over the idea of ruining Mario's business: "I've lived in Agloe my whole life, and Mario's has been my go-to place to get some food with friends since middle school. I have a great respect for Mr. Bianchi (The owner of Mario's) and I'm not planning to try and destroy his business. But a little competition in the food business is good for the quality of both competitors, so I hope the opening of Hot Slice will help make Agloe pizza market all the better!" Agloe Herald 9/13/1997 Exclusive interview with Mario Bianchi, owner of Mario's Pizza de Delizioso! After the opening of Agloe Hot Slice, the pizza business in Agloe has been absolutely booming! Both the new Hot Slice and old favorite to many Mario's Pizza de Delizioso have been doing great for the past 2 weeks! Following our interview with Kevin Kelderburt, the owner of Agloe Hot Slice, on the 23rd, Mario Bianchi has asked to get an interview with The Agloe Herald. Mario's Pizza de Delizioso has been in operation in Agloe for over 35 years and has consistently been able to put all rival pizzerias out of business through the sheer quality of the pizza made, even being able to topple the Goliath of the industry Pizza Hut! When asked on his opinion of Agloe Hot Slice, Bianchi has this to say: "I've been running Mario's for over 3 decades at this point. I've tried Hot Slice's stuff and I must say, it's the best pizza I've ever tasted from a competitor. But its got nothing on a good ol' Mario's classic slice! I welcome Kelderburt to try and compete with everyone in Agloe's favorite pizza, but he's going to have to step up his game to the big leagues if he wants any piece of the pizza pie!" Agloe Herald 9/17/1997 Agloe's pizza market is heating up fast! Ever since 8/23, a war has been going on. Not one fought with guns and bombs, but one fought with pizza and advertising. As almost everyone in Agloe should know, a new pizzeria known as Agloe Hot Slice has recently opened up to widespread critical acclaim. Agloe has had a very interesting history when it comes to pizza places. For most of us, when we think "pizza", we think Mario's. Mario's Pizza de Delizioso has been operating in Agloe for over 35 years and continues to be a favorite for many to this day. Mario's has proven time and time again to be the top dog when it comes to Agloe pizza. Since its opening, Mario's has successfully put 5 other pizzerias in Agloe out of business. Back in 1989, Mario's was even able to snuff out the McDonald's level behemoth that is Pizza Hut. However, Agloe Hot Slice seems to be a different beast. Since the announcement of Hot Slice back in July, you couldn't go anywhere without seeing an advertisement for Hot Slice. This aggressive marketing has done wonders for Hot Slice's business. In the first week alone, Agloe Hot Slice had over 7,000 customers! When you consider Agloe only has a rinky-dink population of 10,000, Hot Slice's numbers are staggering! It's like everyone in Agloe is hypnotized by Hot Slice! (Below this article was an advertisement for SCP-4201-2, reading " 'It isn't possible for a pizza to be perfect' - Someone who's never tried Agloe Hot Slice.") Agloe Herald 10/3/1997 Freak thunderstorm rocks Agloe! As everyone should know, Agloe isn't prone to much extreme weather at all, but we still get out fair share. And last night's massive thunderstorm is enough of a share for an entire year! Starting at 6 PM, the mild drizzle that had been sporadically coming down suddenly roared into a shower of biblical proportions! Lasting until the late hours of the night, the rain came down with so much force that several homeowners reported holes being torn in their roofs! And if the rain doesn't scare you, the lightning has you covered! Local meteorologist Christina Mackarline reported over 700 lightning strikes in the surrounding 5-mile area. The two most notable places being affected by the storm were our two local pizzerias, Mario's Pizza de Delizioso, and Agloe Hot Slice. Hot Slice took a major beating during the storm, with a record 50 lighting bolts striking the newly-made establishment. Luckily for Kevin Kelderburt, the owner of Agloe Hot Slice, he was prepared for weather on such a freak scale, reportedly having installed over 20 lightning rods onto his establishment. Comparatively, Mario Bianchi, the owner of Pizza de Delizioso, probably didn't even know a storm was going on. Mario's and the surrounding area were left nearly unscathed by the storm. No lightning struck in the area and barely any rain was reported. It's as if Zeus himself has a stake in the warring feud between Mario's Pizza and Hot Slice. Agloe Herald 10/14/1997 Locals report strange happenings at Mario's Pizza de Delizioso! Last night, two local teenagers reported seeing strange, human-like creatures to local police. The story given to us goes as following: Local teenagers Jeffery Aristeel and Justin Copper, both 16 years old, were walking around town from a friend's apartment at around 11:23 PM. When the pair passed by local pizzeria Mario's Pizza de Delizioso, they noticed something strange about the eatery. The Agloe Herald was able to contact Justin Copper about what was seen. "So, Jeff and I were walking down the road to our houses, and we pass by Mario's, and notice the lights are on. Everyone knows Mario's closes at 9 PM sharp, so seeing the lights on near midnight was strange. We decided to check out what's going on and try the front door. It's unlocked. So we walk into the place, and we see Mr. Bianchi. He's at one of the booths with the comfy chairs with a bunch of pizza slices, and he's lighting a bunch of candles and chanting some creepy gibberish s###. He grinds up some red chalk or something and blows it all over the pizza slices, and I swear to f###### God, the f###### pizza thing came to life! It sat up, looked around, and saw Jeff and I. Then it, like, caused a mouth to form where the head slice was and starting doing this creepy-a## screech at us! Mr. Bianchi noticed us and started screaming at us to leave and ran after us. We f###### booked it out the door and ran like hell home!" Local police are doubting the validity of the story, as most should be doing. Local police chief Craig Hanson has this to say: "It's clearly just a bunch of hooligans using some of those horrible drugs and tripping out! My squad and I will be conducting a search on these miscreants later in the week!" Agloe Herald 10/16/1997 Ads for Agloe Hot Slice plastered all over Agloe! Following the disturbing reports about Mario's Pizza de Delizioso, it seems Agloe Hot Slice wanted to up the ante on weirdness. Overnight, almost every square foot of space in Agloe has been covered by advertisements for Agloe Hot Slice. It's currently unknown how Kevin Kelderburt was able to place so many ads in the span of only one night, but he somehow did. In related news, over 70% of Agloe's population has visited Agloe Hot Slice since the appearance of the Hot Slice advertisements, with many people reportedly never coming back out. Unfortunately, Agloe Herald staff have not been able to go in and come back out yet, so specifics about Hot Slice itself have not been gained yet. The Agloe Herald will keep you informed on any developments of this crisis! Agloe Herald N/A (The entire page is filled with the phrase "ALL HAIL KEVIN". The writing on the recovered document is mostly obscured by advertisements for SCP-4201-2, reading things such as: "AGLOE HOT SLICE LOVES YOU. JOIN US", "EAT. EAT. EAT. EAT. EAT. EAT.", "COME BE WITH US. COME BE WITH US. WE LOVE YOU.", and [COGNITOHAZARD EXPUNGED].) Addendum-2: On March 23, 2017, Foundation radios picked up what appeared to be a conversation between PoI-4201-A and PoI-4201-B. The following is a transcription of the conversation. <Begin Log> PoI-4201-B: [Unintelligible] -ghting this pointless war for nearly twenty years now and you still refuse to surrender? What's the point of even continuing? PoI-4201-A: Do you even understand what you're saying? I'm Mario Bianchi, everyone loves my pizza! I can't let you win and take all my custo- PoI-4201-B: All of your customers are dead! Everyone is fucking dead! We're fighting for NOTHING. PoI-4201-A: Oh, you would say that! I know you hypnotized all my customers into eating at your terrible restaurant! I'm not stupid enough to fall for that! PoI-4201-B: YOU'RE calling ME out for shady business practices? You've murdered every single one of your competitors with your black magic bullshit! PoI-4201-A: I need to stay on top so everyone can enjoy a nice Mario's sl- PoI-4201-B: EVERYONE IS DEAD, YOU SENILE IDIOT! WE'VE ANNIHILATED THE SURROUNDING TEN MILES OF LAND, AND YOU'RE STILL OBSESSING OVER YOUR PIZZA PLACE? YOU ABSOLUTE SCUMBAG! PoI-4201-A: You think you're so entitled to the moral high ground? You brainwashed every single person in Agloe to eat at your restaurant and make your metal abominations! You hypnotized my WIFE! There's no way in hell I'm letting you live! PoI-4201-B: I'M GOING TO FUCKING SHOVE MY ARM SO FAR UP YOUR RECTUM THAT YOU'LL LEGALLY BECOME A SOCK PUPPET! PoI-4201-A: You know a lot about creating puppets, huh? I'm sure your own parents are busy making some new kind of robot dinosaur or something. PoI-4201-B: I- you- that- SHUT UP! PoI-4201-A: Oh, big boy Kevin can dish out all his threats and crap, but he gets all angry when he takes it? You sniveling coward, trying to steal MY town? 'Oh, Mr. Bianchi is such an inspiration to me! Ehh, I want to work with him!' You've never stepped foot in my pizzeria. You don't care about the people, the pride, the art of making cuisine! You're a corporate shill, trying to take out the local's favorite so you can be on top, and get rid of all the pizza in the world? PoI-4201-B: YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING YOU DIRTY GUIDO! PoI-4201-A: What did you just call me? I'LL CHOKE YOU TO DEATH WITH YOUR OWN URETHRA, YOU DISGUSTING HUSK OF A MAN! PoI-4201-B: I DARE YA TO DO IT, GRAMPS! YOU AIN'T BALLSY ENOUGH TO DO ANYTHING! Both PoI-4201-A and PoI-4201-B continue to scream at one another for approximately five hours. <End Log> Closing Statement: Following this interaction, both SCP-4201-1 and SCP-4201-2 have used far more aggressive and destructive tactics in battle. This change in behavior has not affected the stalemate between SCP-4201-1 and SCP-4201-2. Footnotes 1. Designated PoI-4201-A 2. Designated PoI-4201-B ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4201" by Crocket_Lawnchair, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4201. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4202 | safe | Item #: SCP-4202 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4202 is to be placed within a containment chamber separated from all other rooms and corridors by a distance of no less than eight meters. Testing is to be conducted within SCP-4202's containment chamber as much as practical. If for any reason SCP-4202 must be moved, a route must first be filed with and approved by Site Administration. SCP-4202 is to be transported by a single level-two containment specialist, with all personnel removed from the approved route before SCP-4202 is moved. This should preferably be done after regular working hours, so as to minimize both the risk of exposure and disruption to Site operations. Personnel within an eight-meter radius of SCP-4202, regardless of any intervening obstacles, are to refrain from clapping or producing any sound or action that could be reasonably interpreted as clapping. Description: SCP-4202 is a dark blue torus approximately fifteen centimeters in diameter and six centimeters in height, composed of an unknown mineral. Both the top and bottom of the torus's aperture are covered by a pewter cap. Non-invasive imaging has revealed no inner mechanisms. When an individual claps twice in quick succession within a roughly six-meter radius of SCP-4202, they will immediately enter Stage 1 non-REM sleep, becoming an instance of SCP-4202-1. It should be noted that SCP-4202 has no apparent mechanism for detecting sound waves, and insulating it or the subject from sound will not impede its anomalous effects. Recordings of clapping, as well as a specially-created clapping machine, do not activate SCP-4202's anomalous effects. Physically coercing an individual to clap will result in the coercer becoming an SCP-4202-1 instance, so long as they are within a six-meter radius. Coercing D-class to clap utilizing remotely operated or pre-programmed devices yielded no results. SCP-4202-1 instances appear for all intents and purposes to merely be asleep, with the exception that they are unable to wake. To date, neither sensory, physical, pharmacological or transcranial1 stimulation has been capable of rousing instances of SCP-4202-1. Instances of SCP-4202-1 will sleep indefinitely, and will eventually expire if not provided with intravenous nutrition. Removing SCP-4202-1 instances from SCP-4202's area of effect will not revive them. Addendum: SCP-4202 was found to possess the following inscription on its bottom cap, alluding to its function: The Slumbering Prince's Sleepy Clapper Sleep-aid is the only 100 percent guaranteed way to get an uninterrupted night's sleep. Simply place the Clapper anywhere in your sleeping quarters, within twenty feet of your bed, and clap twice. You'll be out like a light. To wake up, just clap twice again. Pleasant Dreams. Experiments attempting to uncover if a second set of claps could awaken an instance of SCP-4202-1 have been unsuccessful. Various recordings of SCP-4202-1 clapping, as well as manual and robotic attempts to induce SCP-4202-1 to clap, have also failed to restore them to wakefulness. At present, there is no known method to wake an individual under the effects of SCP-4202. Footnotes 1. Including electrical, magnetic, and ultrasonic. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4202" by DrChandra, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4202. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. |
SCP-4203 | euclid | Contributions A big thanks to Weryllium and DrAkimoto. Images Used in Article ritual All edits were made by myself. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 2/4203 LEVEL 2/4203 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4203 Euclid Two instances performing SCP-4203. Special Containment Procedures: Personnel from MTF Gamma-42 ("Critter Catchers") are to be stationed within major insect observatories to dissuade civilians from directly interacting with damselflies. Educational films mentioning damselflies are to include a segment during which the viewer is to be advised to not disturb damselflies during mating. Description: SCP-4203 is a mating ritual observed in the Pyrrhosoma nymphula subspecies of damselfly. The end product of this ritual is the creation of a Type-II localized wormhole to an extra-dimensional space. To initiate SCP-4203, the male instance performs a courtship dance by hovering in front of the female and displaying its wings and abdomen. The instances then mate by conjoining in a "heart" formation, often while flying in tandem. The female will then attempt to locate a protected area to continue mating (usually a small tree branch or rock). Once identifying a suitable location, the female will grasp onto a nearby object with its legs while the male impregnates it. Following successful impregnation, SCP-4203 will activate, creating a wormhole within the "heart" formation. If the formation is broken at this time, then the wormhole will destabilize before gradually dissipating. Within the extra-dimension generated by SCP-4203 is "Sweety's Emporium of Fine Delicacies, Treats, and the Exotic" (SCP-4203-1), an invertebrate-themed brothel and nightclub. Numerous entities are believed to reside within SCP-4203-1, with most being employees. Addendum 4203/1: Exploration Log Following its discovery, a preliminary exploration was initially approved by Site-31 staff. Due to the size of the entryway, a Foundation MicroDrone was selected to carry out the mission, despite its limited memory storage. BEGIN LOG The drone enters SCP-4203-1, appearing to emerge in a dimly-lit room. A secondary infrared camera is activated, revealing an entity (ENTITY-A) resembling an enlarged damselfly. It is seen consuming an apparently alcoholic beverage from a large jug. A large tarantula wolf spider (ENTITY-B) scampers into the room. The drone hovers near the ceiling to avoid unintentional contact with either entity. After a few moments, ENTITY-B approaches ENTITY-A. The two entities promptly engage in extensive physical contact with each other. ENTITY-B begins vocalizing moans and whines. A clear liquid is leaking from its abdomen. ENTITY-B raises its front four legs and presses ENTITY-A into a nearby wall. The feed pans slightly, revealing a pair of tibial hooks used by ENTITY-B to pin ENTITY-A's wings to the ceiling. More vocalizations are heard, followed by substantially increased physical interaction. After several minutes, ENTITY-B releases ENTITY-A's wings whilst still embracing. ENTITY-A curls the end segments of its abdomen towards ENTITY-B's posterior lung covers, exposing claw-like genitalia. It begins making a small incision across ENTITY-B's lower abdomen. More clear liquid is seen coagulating into a puddle on the ground. ENTITY-A inserts its genitals into the open wound of ENTITY-B. Further vocalizations are heard. The feed tilts upwards, showing ENTITY-B biting off sections of ENTITY-A's head. One of ENTITY-A's eyes is dislodged and consumed by ENTITY-B. The drone moves closer to the incision site to observe internal movements. An additional incision is made within ENTITY-B's book lungs, allowing access to the sperm receptacle. A four-pronged clasper attached to ENTITY-A's genitals grabs a congealed mass of sperm, drags it through ENTITY-B's lungs, and spills it onto the floor. ENTITY-B retracts its tibial hooks, releasing ENTITY-A from the wall. A chunky white liquid begins dribbling out of ENTITY-B's mouth, followed by it regurgitating two small, metal coins. ENTITY-A retrieves these coins using its clasper before ENTITY-B exits the room. END LOG Afterword: At this point, the MicroDrone indicated that it was unable to record and transcribe additional data and was successfully extracted. Following review by Site-31 staff, further exploratory missions into SCP-4203-1 were postponed due to ethical concerns. |
SCP-4204 | safe | Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-4204 are to remain in the safe deposit box located at Site-12 when not being utilized for testing. Removal of SCP-4204 from storage requires the authorization of the project's Research Head. Sites using SCP-4204 must meet the standards for lightning rod equipment outlined in Foundation Technical Document 4204-1.1 No personnel used in tests of SCP-4204 are permitted to leave Site-12 under any circumstance, effective April 2007. Description: SCP-4204 is a collection of 55 coins measuring 6 cm in diameter with a thickness of .75 cm. Chemical analysis of the coins has determined they are a lead-iron pyrite alloy with a thin coating of 24 karat gold leaf. Carbon dating has placed the creation of SCP-4204 at approximately 2000 B.C.E. Side A of SCP-4204 is embossed with a stylized image of a full moon and the words "Said the thief to the moon," while Side B bears the image of a Waning Crescent with the text "I'll extinguish your light soon." This text is always perceived in the viewer's native language. SCP-4204 Activation Procedures Close Procedures Procedure-4204: SCP-4204 is capable of being activated by any creature with the ability to speak and read. SCP-4204 must be gripped between the forefinger and the thumb of the right hand. The inscription must be then read aloud as the user places the edge of the coin on the palm of their left hand. The user must then roll the coin across their palm for at least one full rotation. SCP-4204 displays several anomalous properties when activated as described in Procedure-4204. The light reflected from the Moon will be completely obscured within a 25-kilometer radius of SCP-4204’s user. All incandescent and fluorescent lighting in a room entered or occupied by the user will shut off completely and are unable to be powered on until approximately 28 minutes after the user has exited the room. Natural lighting such as fire will be extinguished, while bioluminescent light sources will be reduced by a factor of 10. All security cameras within a 700-meter radius, including those equipped with infrared thermography or low light capabilities, will be unable to detect SCP-4204’s user. Electronics capable of emitting sound within 200 meters begin to play The Thief and the Moon by Shawn James2 at 25 decibels. Electronic and conventional safeguards such as locks will fail in a radius of 2 meters around the user. Simple mechanisms, like a boarded-up door, will be unaffected. SCP-4204’s effects will remain active until such time as the coin is removed from the user's person or the sun has risen in the user's location. SCP-4204 can only be activated at night and attempts to use it during the day have resulted in failure. Discovery: SCP-4204 was discovered when a person attempting to break into Fort Knox failed to exit the vault before sunrise. The aspiring bank robber, one Jesse Horton, aged 26, was discovered by the site's security officers, banging on the vault doors. After a review of the security footage, Horton was transferred to the FBI's Unusual Incidents Unit's custody. During Horton's transportation to the main UIU holding site, the armored vehicle was struck several times by lightning and overturned in a field. Several agents were incapacitated by the crash and Horton attempted to make a bid for freedom in the confusion. According to several conscious agents, Horton ran approximately 25 meters before being immolated by 12 consecutive bolts of lightning. At the location when he was reportedly struck, no body was found and a ring of charred grass surrounded a patch of freshly disturbed earth. Two years later in April 2000, SCP-4204 and its related files came into the Foundation ownership in exchange for information pertaining to an ongoing UIU investigation. A Foundation Recovery Task Force performed a sweep of Jesse Horton's family farm and discovered a small chest containing 55 additional instances of SCP-4204 buried .5 m under an ash tree surrounded by Aconitum variegatum. Agents reported seeing a large creature following them from a distance through the woods but were unequipped to engage or document it. + Addendum-01 - Close On the night of March 21, 2007, an instance of SCP-4204 was discovered to be missing from its safe deposit box. After a thorough search of the Site, only Dr. Theodore Leto was found to be missing from the campus. Over the next 4 nights, two banks within 20-kilometers of Dr. Leto's home were robbed with no witnesses and no security footage. MTF Upsilon-11, "Avalon's Wake," was dispatched to the home to contain the anomaly. However, only Dr. Leto's wife, daughter and a caretaker were discovered at the location. Mrs. Leto and the caretaker were brought in for questioning; the daughter was unable to be moved due to complications from her Stage 3 leukemia. Mrs. Leto was able to point the investigation to a remote cabin that her husband used for fishing and hiking. MTF members arriving on the scene noted that the roof of the cabin was completely covered by lightning rods. A search of the premises revealed a small quantity of blood matching that of Dr. Leto, and a note written by a crude tool or carving instrument on the wall of the cabin, which is available below. Such a crime committed for love is still heresy against nature. Who are you to pluck the moon from the sky? But it is because of your love that your punishment falls lightly on your shoulders. Consider it mercy. SL Footprints determined to be left by a bipedal lupine entity were found around the cabin. The entity appears to have circled the structure three times before entering it and reemerging with Dr. Leto. The MTF traced the tracks to a small cave 200m north of the cabin where they abruptly disappeared. Dr. Leto has been declared Missing in Action and the stolen SCP-4204 instance was not recovered. Footnotes 1. Available on request from the Site-12 Records Department. 2. The first instance of SCP-4204 was documented in 1998, 13 years prior to the release of this song. Shawn James has no knowledge of the song's inspiration, nor the origins of SCP-4204. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4204" by Dyslexion, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4204. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4205 | keter | SCP-4205: In The Eyes of the Beholder 🖳 Author: Woedenaz MANY THANKS TO: Modulum, Tufto, Rounderhouse, Maxisonfire, magna2s , Leveritas All images/videos created by Woedenaz ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4205" by Woedenaz, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4205. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: All of the files present on this page Author: Woedenaz License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki |
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