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SCP-4507 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4507 SCP-4507 after 90 minutes of traversal. Special Containment Procedures: The entrance to SCP-4507 has been cordoned off from public access. A small shopfront at the entrance has been converted into a makeshift security station, where two Foundation agents have been embedded as convenience store clerks. Should non-authorised personnel gain access to SCP-4507, MTF Lambda-5 ("White Rabbits") is to be called in for search-and-rescue operations. UPDATE: Members of the task force are to be screened and selected based on the number of surviving family members. Individuals with deceased next-of-kin, separated spouses or who generally exhibit symptoms of social anxiety are to be excluded. Description: SCP-4507 is an alleyway located in Akihabara, Tokyo, measuring 1 meter wide and surrounded by high-rise concrete buildings. Within the alley are sewage pipes, air-conditioning units and doorways that are either locked or open to brick-and-mortar walls. Satellite imagery confirms the distance between the alleyway's entry-point and exit at 152 meters. If two or more individuals enter SCP-4507, they emerge approximately 5 minutes later at the center of ███████-████ Street, with no anomalous activity recorded. However, if an individual enters SCP-4507 alone, he/she will be unable to locate the exit, no matter how much time is spent in traversal. Discovery: Foundation agents were called in to investigate the area after a high concentration of missing-persons cases was reported. Launched April 07 2016 | Confirmation of initial anomaly | Loss of D-class personnel ▶ Addendum 4507-01: The Second Expedition ⊟ Addendum 4507-01: The Second Expedition Entrance to SCP-4507 to the right of convenience store. Foreword: The first expedition was launched into SCP-4507 on March 31, 2016 and ended after 5 minutes and 20 seconds, with a team of D-class emerging on the other side, saying, "Thank god, that's it?" The second expedition comprised of a single D-class personnel, D-9456 (female, in her late 20s), with Lead Scientist, Dr. Mori, providing instructions over radio. D-9456's chest armour equipped with a built-in video cam. D-9456: Time-check please? Dr. Mori: 34 minutes and 20 seconds. How are you feeling? D-9456: Should I be worried that it's taking so long to get to the end? Dr. Mori: Keep going. You're doing fine. <D-9456 continues walking down the path. She makes slow twists and turns around corners, which do not correspond to satellite telemetry.> D-9456: Doc, you still there? <static from radio> Dr. Mori: Yeah. D-9456: Thank God. It's getting harder to hear you. How long have I been in here? <The official log states 3 hours, 23 minutes and 50 seconds.> Dr. Mori: Not that long. Don't worry, okay? I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. It's just like that time in Hong Kong, remember? D-9456: Heh, you mean Hong Kong, where I almost died? At least you could hear the sounds of the city back in that labyrinth. Dr. Mori: What else do you see around you? <D-9456 pauses. The camera pans across walls on either side, extending towards the sky.> D-9456: Just endless concrete. And it's getting dark quickly. <The official time-stamp reads 09:56 in the morning. D-9456 resumes exploration.> D-9456: Doc? What's gonna happen to me when I get back? Dr. Mori: I'm sorry, what do you mean? D-9456: I mean after I return from the mission… You guys are just gonna throw me into another crazy experiment, aren't you? <Pause on the radio> Dr. Mori: You know I'll do my best to protect you, D-9456. If you're feeling unwell, we could always stop? You could turn around and— D-9456: No. I want to continue… for now. I want to see where this leads. <D-9456 begins noting that the buildings are starting to show signs of deterioration, with vines and moss gradually covering more and more of their exterior.> D-9456: There's something up ahead. It's… a wall. <D-9456 shines her flashlight across a concrete barrier. She reaches for the surface and sides, confirms that it's blocking all access forward. Camera feed glances skywards: the barrier appears to be part of another building, covered in the same hanging vegetation and decay.> D-9456: A fucking wall, after all this time? Dr. Mori: You sound disappointed. At least now we know where this thing ends. D-9456: Wait. There's something else here. <Camera feed distorts as D-9456 moves to the side. She brushes away more vines and leaves.> D-9456: It's some sort of shinto1 shrine. <The shrine comes into focus. It's a small pagoda nestled between the buildings.> D-9456: There's some Japanese carved into the wood here. Maybe you guys will have a better time with— Whoa… Dr. Mori: What is it? D-9456: Doc, the wall's gone. Dr. Mori: What? How? D-9456: I don't have a fucking clue. <Camera view jerks back around as D-9456 returns to the alleyway. Instead of a wall, she passes her torch over an orange gateway that's about 2 meters high.> D-9456: Doc, what's going on here? Dr. Mori: I have no idea. But it's called a torii gate. Believed to be a gateway to the gods. D-9456: I can see something moving on the other side… Dr. Mori: What? Are you sure? <Camera feed zooms in, showing the same black alleyway, extending onward. Heavy distortion of visual feed.> Dr. Mori: I think it's time for you to turn back, Alice. <D-9456 stays completely still, continues shining her torch between the pillars of the torii gate. She seems transfixed by something.> D-9456: Doc, you mind if I get another time-check? <Dr. Mori hesitates.> Dr. Mori: You've been in there for 21 hours now. I'm bringing you back, Alice. <D-9456 doesn't seem to react. She turns the camera upwards. The D-class has dark, wavy hair and a handsome face.> D-9456: Hikiko, you've always treated me with respect since we started working together — better than the rest of those a-holes back in the Foundation. (pause) Whatever happens to me, I hope we will see each other again some day. Dr. Mori: What are you doing? You don't know what's on the other side. Let me at least— D-9456: I'm not going to be trapped here any more. Dr. Mori: Alice, wait—! <D-9456 walks under the torii gate. Camera feed suddenly cuts out, leaving only white noise and static.> [END LOG] Record of individuals suspected of entering SCP-4507 | Current whereabouts unknown by local authorities ▶ Addendum 4507-02: Recovered Notes from Missing Persons ⊟ Addendum 4507-02: Recovered Notes from Missing Persons Foreword: Foundation agents noticed a spike in Missing-Persons cases concentrated in the Akihabara district, particularly among households in close proximity to SCP-4507. Person of Interest #1: Aiko Mitsuri, 79 years old, Retiree, reported missing the day after she was due to return home from her retirement facility. 私の愛する少年, ここ数カ月間私のところに来てくれてありがとう。 私はあなたが退職後の家庭への支払いを止める以外に選択肢がなかったことを知っています、それで私も自分で生きることを試みることにしました。 あなたはあなたの家族と十分な問題を抱えています。私のすべての医療費は言うまでもありません。 私を探しに来る必要はありませんし、あなたが私の死を悼むべきでもありません。 私は長くて実りある人生を送ってきました、そして今、私は私が愛する人たちに負担をかけずに、私が長く待ち望んでいる平和を求めて去ります。 私たちのような場所、静かで美しい場所の伝説があります。 私の友人の花子は私にそれについてすべて話しました。 それは私たちが人生の束縛を捨てる場所です。 それは私たちが安心して死ぬところです。 あなたを愛して、ヒロ。 あなたの息子を見てください。 彼のおばあちゃんのように、彼は反抗的な筋を持っています。 *** My Dearest Boy, Thank you for coming to visit me these past few months. I know you've no choice but to stop the payments to the retirement home, so I've also decided to try and live out there on my own. You have enough problems with your family without having to worry about another mouth to feed and not to mention, all my medical bills. There is no need to come looking for me, and neither should you mourn my passing. I have lived a long and fruitful life and now, I seek to find the peace I have longed for, without having to burden the ones I love. There are legends of a place like ours, a place that is quiet and beautiful. My friend Hanako told me about it. It is a place we throw off the shackles of life; a place we go to die. I love you, Hiro. Watch that son of yours. He has a rebellious streak, just like his grandma. Person of Interest #2: Riotoro Watanabe, 31 years old, Unemployed, reportedly hasn't left his parents' house in over six months. 最愛の母, 私は私が人生の失敗であることを知っています。 私はあなたのテーブルで食べ物を食べ、あなたの家の床で寝ました、そしてさらに悪いことに、あなたはあまりにも多くの回数あなたを失望させました。 ごめんなさい。 私はもはやあなたや社会の他の人々に負担をかけたくはありません。 悟りの道を見つけましたので、私のことを心配しないでください。 私は今、父から遠く離れて、人生の責任から遠く離れた、より良い場所にいます。 彼があなたにまた手を貸したことがあるなら、███████-████通りに来て私を探してください。 一人で来い。私はあなたを愛していることをあなたに知ってほしいのです。 *** Dearest Mother, I know that I am a failure in life. I have eaten the food off your table, slept on the floorboards of your house, and worse, disrespected you for far too many times. I am sorry. I do not want to be a burden to you or the rest of society any longer. I do not want you to worry about me. I have found the path of enlightenment. I am in a better place now, far away from Father, far away from the burdens of life. I want you to know that I love you very much. If he ever lays a hand on you again, look for me in the center of ███████-████ Street. Come alone. Person of Interest #3: Eishun Takahashi, a 14-year-old student who failed to return home from school one afternoon. The following is a translated excerpt from his end-of-year report card: Subject Assessment Grade Verdict Mathematics 45% FAIL Physics 41% FAIL Art 86% PASS Languages 75% PASS Social Studies 44% FAIL Oral Communication NIL FAIL Attendance: 156 / 355 days Teacher's Remarks: Eishun-chan is a quiet but intelligent boy who is not living up to his fullest potential. He missed his oral examination again, and his constant absence from school is pulling his grades down. In class, Eishun appears constantly distracted during lessons and has been caught frequently drawing in his notebook. His poor attitude will not serve him well when he enters society in the future. Dr. Mori reported missing | Audio-logs recovered from personal computer, within SCP-4507 ▶ Addendum 4507-03: Dr. Mori's Unauthorized Audio-Logs ⊟ Addendum 4507-03: Dr. Mori's Unauthorized Audio-Logs Note: Members of MTF Lambda-5 ("White Rabbits") were immediately deployed into SCP-4507 in pursuit of Dr. Mori, who failed to report to work three days after the disappearance of D-9456. Audio-Log #1: [01 May 2016, 15:01:56] I cannot wait here any longer, doing nothing. I sent Ali— D-9456 into SCP-4507 alone, and I plan to bring her back. I should have guessed that her freedom meant more than what… we shared together. Maybe if I found her before the MTF forces arrived, they'll go easy on a D-class who went AWOL. If you're listening to this, I don't care about the consequences. This may cost me an arm and a leg, but it's better than having her blood on my hands. Treat this as an unofficial exploration log if you must; I fully intend to return and continue my research. Audio-Log #2: [01 May 2016, 00:00:00] I've lost track of how long I've been walking for. Six hours in, my electronic equipment started malfunctioning, with the time-stamp on my recording device now blinking zeroes. I estimate it's about 2 a.m., but the Sun is shining directly overhead. My working theory is that time flows differently in SCP-4507. Random junk is also littered along the sides of the alley — electronic equipment, books, articles of clothing — possibly items left behind by those who have come before me. There's still no sign of D-9456 or that torii gate. Audio-Log #3: [?? May 2016, 00:00:00] I try to sleep at night, but it's difficult to tell the difference between the moments I'm awake and dreaming. There's a silence to this place that I cannot fully explain. My senses tell me I'm surrounded by the city, but my ears hear nothing, and my skin feels the absence of the air. I'm beginning to understand what it means to be truly alone. The walls, as Alice said before, are decaying rapidly, turning brown, black and moss-green. At times, I see faces staring back at me like the ghosts of my past, like the mocking grins of all the D-class I've sent to their deaths. Have I really sacrificed so many? And for what purpose? Alice's face appears to me one evening. I remember stopping in the middle of the alleyway and sobbing uncontrollably. Good god — what the hell am I doing in here? Audio-Log #??: [?? ?? ????, ??:??:??] I've found the shrine. It's nestled into a 3 by 3 meter plot of land, with two inari2 statues guarding its entrance. The inscription carved into its wooden pillars reads: 本質に気を付けろ、しかし詩を取り除かないで 不要なことを自分で取り除き、発生したことを理解する あなたは、悟りへの孤独な道を進んでいます。 Pare down to the essence, don't remove the poetry Rid yourself of the unnecessary, appreciate what is encountered You, on the solitary path to enlightenment. I can't explain it, but these words bring me great comfort. If you're still hearing them, I'm sorry. Maybe I never wanted to go back. Documented Inari Shrine located within SCP-4507 Primary Objective: Remand Dr. Mori for dereliction of duty | Secondary Objective: Terminate D-9456 on sight ▶ Addendum 4507-04: The "White Rabbit" Mission Log ⊟ Addendum 4507-04: The "White Rabbit" Mission Log Acting Lead Scientist Dr. Shiori's Foreword: After the disappearance of Dr. Mori and D-9456, three members from MTF Lambda-5 ("White Rabbits") would form the next expedition into SCP-4507. Due to SCP-4507's anomalous nature, each member (henceforth designated Rabbit-1, Rabbit-2, Rabbit-3) entered the alleyway in 6-hour, sequenced intervals, before regrouping on the other side to resume their mission. The following are excerpts from the personal log of Rabbit-1, the only member of the task force to return. Entry 04-01: I remember being the first one to enter SCP-4507, so I was surprised when I found Rabbit-2 waiting for me on the other side. The old man had been sitting there for 2 days and 21 hours, and his voice was trembling as he greeted me. Veteran or not, it would have been a daunting task to continue the mission on his own. This world is an exact replica of the Akihabara we left behind, minus the people. No more flashing neon lights, no more colours or sounds. The city is silent. We walk past windows and doors, all boarded up, and the walls look like they've not been cleaned in a long time. Nothing moves except for the rolling dust at our feet. Today marks the third day we've waited for Rabbit-3 to appear. There's no way to reach Dr. Shiori on the radio to confirm whether the rookie made it out of SCP-4507 alive. In three hours, we have no choice but to resume our mission to find Dr. Mori and the D-class. Entry 04-02: The air is so still that any sound we make only travels a few meters. I shout in Rabbit-2's direction but he reported hearing only a whisper. Thank god our radio still works. We forced our way into an empty apartment near Ueno station, only to find everything left in its place: a television set still switched on, flashing with static. The fridge was stocked with food in various stages of decomposition. Dirty laundry still sat in a basket. The only thing missing were its occupants. How do we search for Mori and a D-Class when there's nobody left to interrogate? I try radioing my family that night. There's something about this place that feels wrong, makes me think more about them. Laura would be doing the dishes about now, folding clothes for Chuck, who'd be watching cartoons past his bedtime. The silence makes me miss their voices even more. Entry 04-03: Today, we heard the faint sounds of Rabbit-3's voice over the radio. It sounded muffled and distorted at first, but Rabbit-2 panicked, arguing that we should double back to the entrance of SCP-4507 just in case Three was still waiting for us to appear. I agreed, partially to allay Two's fears, but also because we had no other leads to pursue. Two is becoming more erratic and emotionally withdrawn. He used to crack jokes all the time and make fun of Rabbit-3 for being the newest member of the squad. But the old man has been silent ever since Three's disappearance. That night, I choose not to share with him that I caught someone staring at us from one of the windows, as we were passing during the day. I fear it may send the old man over the edge. Entry 04-04: We arrived back at the entrance of SCP-4507, but there is still no sign of Rabbit-3. Two shows signs of frustration, repeatedly trying to reach him over the radio. Suddenly, the radio crackles to life, and Three's voice can be heard as clear as day: 'I'm here,' the voice says in a flat, monotonous tone. 'I'm here all by myself.' We double-check our equipment and search the surrounding area, but Three's voice is the only thing that's left, playing in a loop over and over again. I notice the date-of-recording on my camera feed reads [12/05/2006]. Two becomes withdrawn again, pressing the radio repeatedly to his ear, as though trying to reach out into the void and grab Three, wherever he is. I wish I knew what our next move was. Entry 04-05: We shelter in another abandoned apartment. This one smells of decaying roses and overcooked rice, the stench lingering in the air like the shadows of its prior occupants. I catch Two staring out the window in the middle of the night — he's watching a lone figure walking down the empty street. When I ask him if he's alright, the old man nods, mutters something about missing his wife, Hanako, who passed away years ago. I tell him I've made the decision to go back, but he remains silent. Entry 04-06: On the seventh morning, we find a hand-written note at our door-step that wasn't there the night before. It reads, simply: Push not those who pull themselves inward. ~森, Mori We spot about a dozen individuals staring in our direction, from various distances, after we exit the building. Even when I raise my weapon, they remain completely still, unmoving, unbothered. None of them appear to be Dr. Mori or the D-class. When I try moving towards them, they fade away, around the corners of buildings, back into the silence. Suddenly, we're alone again. I turn to Rabbit-2, who's so stunned he hasn't even raised his weapon. I have to pull him in the direction of SCP-4507. Entry 04-07: I feel the weight of many gazes upon me on our way back. At the entrance to the alley itself, Rabbit-2 suddenly stops, refuses to move. I ask him what's the matter. He looks up at me, and without saying another word, turns to leave. I contemplate whether to hold him at gun point, but the hidden gazes weigh upon my chest, forcing me back towards the mouth of the alley. I think of my wife and eight-year-old son, still waiting for me back home, and I lower my weapon. As I re-enter the alleyway, pass the orange gates, I fumble with my radio, hoping to hear my family's voices. After a few minutes, it cackles back to life. "Where have you been?" Dr. Shiori's voice echoes through the static, like a long-forgotten ghost. "It's been six years since you went missing." Lead Scientist Dr. Shiori's Notes: Three more expeditions were sent into SCP-4507 before the number of Missing-in-Action (MIA) personnel proved too high to continue experimentation. Due to the self-imposed isolation of these individuals, I recommend sealing off SCP-4507 from public access and close monitoring of the alleyway for signs of return movement. Footnotes 1. A religion dating its origins back to 8th century Japan 2. A Japanese fox spirit |
SCP-4508 | safe | close Info X SCP-4508 "Orderly Prophetic" by: DrAkimoto ~DrAkimoto's Author Page~ 1/4508 LEVEL 1/4508 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4508 Safe SCP-4508 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4508 is currently held in Safe Security Locker 6 at Site-71. The Parazoology Division sends patrols to the area of discovery on a monthly basis. Any otter populations will be observed and contained if necessary. Description: SCP-4508 is a 1.7 meter tall statue depicting a Eurasian otter (Lutra lutra), of unknown geologic composition. No feasible method of damaging SCP-4508 has been discovered. Etched into the base of SCP-4508 is the Arabic word النبي1. Sealed within SCP-4508 is a human male identified as Thomas Lapen, designated SCP-4508-1. Despite SCP-4508-1 lacking the ability to consume food or water, MRI scans indicate its vital signs remain stable. The lucidity of SCP-4508-1 is currently unknown. Discovery: The Foundation was tipped off by an emergency call originating from Hallsburg, Oregon after the caller claimed that their friend was "abducted by evil otters". Field agents found evidence of a struggle in SCP-4508-1's home, and SCP-4508 was discovered in the back yard surrounded by used candles and various species of shellfish. Addendum 4508 -1: The following excerpts are from SCP-4508-1's text message records, detailing the chain of events leading to the discovery of SCP-4508. 4/20/2017 6:42pm|Tom: Hey man, leaving work now. omw to you. 6:44pm|Rich: be safe 6:49pm|Tom: Fuck 6:50pm|Rich: ? 6:52pm|Tom: I hit a weird looking dog or somethign, idfk what it was… dead now 6:52pm|Rich: Stop fucking around we got shit to do 6:53pm|Tom: k brt 4/21/2017 8:31am|Rich: Did u call me last night? 9:05am|Tom: Was spooked 9:06am|Rich: w h y 9:07am|Tom: Had weirdest fucking dream. Got attacked by seals or some shit… when I woke up my room was a mess. W E I R D 9:12am|Rich: Youre room is always a mess. :p Stop watching those stupid ghost shows before bed 9:15am|Tom: lol your right. 9:35am|Rich: Can't hang out today.. will see you after work tomorrow though 9:37am|Tom: Oof. bye 4/22/2017 12:15pm|Tom: Had that same dream again last night. Definitely otters. found a bunch of sea shells in my room this morning too 12:17pm|Rich: s p o o k y 12:20pm|Tom: dick. Ill txt you when I get off 12:22pm|Rich:K 4:32pm|Tom: YO 4:35pm|Rich: u out.? 4:36pm|Tom: UR NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS SHIT 4:38m|Rich: here we go lol 4:37pm|Tom: so im tying one of the boats to the dock and what do I see. 3 fucking otters dude. Just watching me.. It was creepy 4:40pm|Rich: You get a pic? 4:42pm|Tom: Didnt have phone on me 4:43pm|Rich: OK if your done hallucinating can we go to the movies lol 4:36pm|Tom: Dude iim serious. 4:48pm|Rich: just fuck off and get over here before we r late 4:38pm|Tom: brt just gotta stop for gas 4/23/2017 6:10pm|Tom: Dude look wtf man 6:11pm|Rich: is that your car? wtf happened lol 6:12pm|Tom: idk man we got off the docks and there's this huge pile of fucking shells next to my car. shit reeks 6:13pm|Tom: everyone is saying they didn't see them get dropped off. Someones fucking with me 6:15pm|Rich: whatever man. fuk em - it the weekend!! 6:16pm|Tom: u right lol we goin to cindys thing later? 6:16pm|Rich: lezzzgoooooo 6:20pm|Tom: k brt 4/24/2017 2:06pm|Tom: aadusudhsjdjshi 2:07pm|Rich: Oh yeah? 2:07pm|Tom: Dude I just got chased like 4 fuking blocks 2:08pm|Rich: wtf?! by who???? 2:09pm|Tom: ur not gonna belive me… 2:10pm|Rich: WHO WAS IT!! 2:12pm|Tom: it was like…10 fucking otters man. 2:13pm|Rich: Lol your a fucking riot….u had me there for a sec. 2:13pm|Tom: IM NOT FUCKING JOKING 2:14pm|Tom: I told you ive been seeing these fuckers everywhere 2:15pm|Rich: dude ur like obsessed c h I l l o u t 2:16pm|Tom: U FUCKIN CHILL 2:16pm|Tom: your not the one having weird ass dream and being chased by fuckin otters 2:17pm|Rich: neither are YOU 2:17pm|Rich: Fucking otters. u need to chill out on the bud man. 2:18pm|Tom: fuck you. 4:32pm|Rich: probably too busy with your otters but is we chillin today? 4:32pm|Tom: fuk off man your being a real DICK. 4:37pm|Rich: lol w.e bro hmu when your done being weird. 4/27/2017 12:48pm|Tom: FK MAN I NED HELP 12:48pm|Rich: …what? help 12:49pm|Rich: wtf where are you!!?! 12:51pm|Rich: yoooooo? 12:55pm|Rich: dud not funny where are you? 4/28/2017 8:19am|Rich: yo 9:45am|Rich: okay man, I get it, im sorry 4/29/2017 11:19am|Rich: Youre mom called said u weren't home, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU???? 4:48pm|Rich: idk man your not home or answering calls….im callin cops your freaking me out. u beter not be fucking around. All attempts to locate the otters responsible for the attack or determine the source of SCP-4508 have proven unsuccessful. Footnotes 1. The Prophet. |
SCP-4509 | safe | Top down view of object. Item #: SCP-4509 Special Containment Procedures: The only remaining extant copy is currently contained in Site-23 anomalous library. Access is restricted to 4-e "Librarian" class individuals and directorial staff. Any incidents will be reported to the affected individuals via automated report, along with a copy of this documentation. If any additional copies are discovered, they will be incinerated. Description: SCP-4509 is a romantic novel roughly 139 pages long, authored by Ann Bannon, entitled "Lovers Lane." The copy held today is the only known remaining copy following Foundation incineration and destruction efforts. Bannon has not been designated a PoI, as no additional anomalous activity has been linked to them since. The anomalous effects do not present themselves until multiple female-identifying and female-attracted individuals come into contact with the object. Once this condition is met, those touching it will begin to feel an attraction to each other. Romantic emotional dependence will begin to grow sharply over a period of time, namely causing feelings of longing, attraction, and fear of losing the other person. After a period of several months, the attraction begins to gain sexual undertones and gradually becomes a more intimate relationship. NOTICE: IMPORTANT. PLEASE READ BELOW. This is an official notice that you [EMILY GRAHAM] have been subjugated to a C-11 Class anomaly. Possible psychic or emotional binding is possible with the following individuals: SITE DIRECTOR CAMILLE BECKETT. Please be conscious that any feelings of attachment are likely artificial if beginning after the following date: 2019/09/16. Treatments required: n/a Treatments recommended: n/a 2019/09/16, 2:09 PM To: moc.liamg|zemogtaergeht#moc.liamg|zemogtaergeht From: moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg#moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg Subject: I think I'm in love with my boss and it's not my fault. Grace, Oh my god, I'm freaking the fuck out right now. It was that fucking book. That stupid fucking romance novel! The one that we both touched when I looked into her eyes and felt like my heart was going to melt out of my chest, when I wanted nothing more than to kiss her right there in our fucking decontamination suits. It was, surprising no one but myself, anomalous. There was literally no way that I would have the courage to talk to her about how I feel. And now we're fated to fall in love or some bullshit! Fuck, I'm going to have to write her an email. -Emily 2019/09/16, 4:32 PM To: moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg#moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg From: moc.liamg|zemogtaergeht#moc.liamg|zemogtaergeht Subject: Re: I think I'm in love with my boss and it's not my fault. Em, That's rough. Would you mind sending the documentation my way? Maybe I can have someone check it out and see if there's some way to break your tErRiBlE cUrSe. Maybe it isn't the worst thing in the world, she is cute. And don't you dare get high and mighty at me for saying so, you're the one with a magical crush. -Grace 2019/09/19, 12:45 PM To: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc From: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge Subject: Anomaly Contact Report Greetings, I just received a notice that I've been subjected to an anomalous effect following the incident in containment chamber 503L, and that you have as well. I'll be using this email thread to report any changes in condition, as I feel like you should be made aware of any progressions in my symptoms. So far, I haven't experienced any desire since the effect first began, and don't sense any compulsions yet. I hope this email finds you in good health, -Emily Graham Senior Librarian, Class 4-e 2019/09/19, 12:47 PM To: moc.liamg|zemogtaergeht#moc.liamg|zemogtaergeht From: moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg#moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg Subject: Re:I think I'm in love with my boss and it's not my fault. Grace, Okay. I finally emailed her. Fuck. I worded it nice and professionally, like any other work mail about a book that went flying out of the room or a dinosaur in my bedroom, except it was about how I've fallen in love with her. I don't even know what to feel, I want to go after her but it feels so wrong, chasing after someone who can't not love you back because of some stupid magic book. Have you tried asking around the Serpent's Hand? You know how they feel about magic books. -Emily 2019/09/19, 01:23 PM To: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge From: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc Subject: RE:Anomaly Contact Report Ms. Graham, Thank you for the report. Your idea of using this email thread to document symptoms was clever. I, for one, have experienced the attraction mentioned in the report, along with developed a habit of blushing whenever you are mentioned. I've yet to develop any more severe symptoms. I do have a small hypothesis that the feeling of longing will dissipate if we are in proximity, especially in a social context. Are you available for an off-site lunch tomorrow? -Camille Beckett Site Director, Class 0-d 2019/09/20, 02:23 PM To: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc From: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge Subject: RE:Anomaly Contact Report Ms. Beckett, Thank you very much for the lunch! It was truly a treat to talk with you outside of a work setting, especially considering the tension between us during all of this. I must admit, it did help alleviate some symptoms. I seem to have developed your blushing issue, but the high from talking with you in person has done away with most of the feeling of longing. I believe that continuing to meet outside of work will help alleviate the symptoms further. Same time, tomorrow? -Emily Graham Senior Librarian, Class 4-e 2019/10/03, 04:25 AM To: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge From: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc Subject: Personal contact information Evening, Em- It feels appropriate that in the interest of continued suppression of symptoms, contact outside of work email would be wise. It may also be of interest to drop some formality, as unless Ms. Gomez's team manages to come up with a solution, we may be stuck together for some time. Love, -Camille Beckett Site Director, Class 0-d 2019/10/05, 10:37 AM To: moc.liamg|kcebkcebkceb#moc.liamg|kcebkcebkceb From: moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg#moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg Subject: KILL THE DIRECTOR Dear .aic's, HR people, and whomever else it may concern: I am not going to kill the director. Milly, I would like to once again thank you for lunch. It did alleviate my longing for the time being, but as we grow apart, I long for you even more. You, as the song goes, make me feel seasick. If this is a romcom, I'd like to kill the director. If it's a romance novel, I'd like to steal the pen. I want to captain a ship into your eyes, Ms. Beckett, magic book be damned. I believe I love you. Yours, -Em 2019/10/05, 11:22 AM To: moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg#moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg From: moc.liamg|kcebkcebkceb#moc.liamg|kcebkcebkceb Subject: Re:KILL THE DIRECTOR Thank you for not killing me, at least not physically. Mentally, I'm melting at your words. You treat me too well, and my only hope is that you actually feel this way. I do hope that this continues, I haven't felt this in love for years, and never with someone who tried to woo me with casual metaphysics. I love you, Em. Are you free this weekend? Yours, until every star turns to dust, -Milly 2019/12/16, 12:00 PM To: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|21maharge, moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|1ttekcebc From: moc.noitadnuof.pcs|34zemogg#moc.noitadnuof.pcs|34zemogg Subject: UPDATE This is an official documentation update for SCP-4509. "Effect only occurs on nights of the full moon. Any other emotional response is self-derived." 2019/12/16, 12:01 PM To: moc.liamg|kcebkcebkceb#moc.liamg|kcebkcebkceb From: moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg#moc.liamg|999ymmahymaharg Subject: (no subject) fuck ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4509" by Penguin6, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4509. 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SCP-4510 | safe | Item#: 4510 Level3 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: danger link to memo Aftermath of an SCP-4510-1 event. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4510 has been moved to an internal Foundation domain. All testing is to take place in clear outdoor areas and must be approved by at least one Level 4 clearance personnel. Description: SCP-4510 refers to www.avelarexpressfirstclassprime.███, an online shopping website managed by a company referred to as "Avelar Professional Products Inc." SCP-4510 primarily sells non-anomalous professional products and stationery, and offers advertisements to other non-anomalous websites. All records show that SCP-4510 was registered on December 7th, 2015 by an anonymous individual under the pseudonym "Zamora_734". SCP-4510's primary anomalous quality is its express shipping option. Upon selecting one or more items and proceeding to their cart, the shopper will have an opportunity to select the "Express First Class Prime™!" express shipping option, which advertises itself as being able to deliver the product "to your doorstep in less than a day!" Selecting this option and checking out the product will initiate an SCP-4510-1 event. SCP-4510-1 events begin with an unmarked Boeing C-17 Globemaster III, hereby designated SCP-4510-1, spontaneously manifesting between 1 and 7 hours after an individual has selected the "Express First Class Prime™!" shipping option. SCP-4510-1 will manifest at ~8 km and traveling at ~830 km/h, within 1000 kilometers of the computer from where the order was placed. Upon flying over the general location of the computer where the order was placed, the cargo door will open and a large tungsten cylinder will be dropped outward. Due to its weight and density, the collision with the tungsten tube will often result in significant property damage and bodily harm, nearly always completely destroying the targeted building. Following this, SCP-4510-1's cargo door will close and it will fly another ~600 km before demanifesting. Prior to its discovery and subsequent containment by the Foundation, SCP-4510 was in the custody of the United States Army. After containment of the website was achieved, the US Army refused to turn over their data regarding SCP-4510, allegedly to prevent a leak of national security. However, Foundation technicians were able to recover SCP-4510-1's final destination and cargo logs from SCP-4510. Addendum 4510-1: The following data was recovered from SCP-4510. Shipping Location Item(s) Delivered Briton, England 200 envelopes, 15 inkjet ink cartridges Kazan, Russia 2 staplers Yorkton, Canada 13 paint brushes Singapore, Republic of Singapore 52 pens, 32 embossed notecards Jacksonville, United States 6 folders, 4 notebooks, 3 erasers, 10 mechanical pencils, 1 binder Limmen, Australia 5 engraved nameplates The Hague, Netherlands 26 writing pads, 26 lead pencils Honolulu, United States 30 manilla folders Achin, Afghanistan 1 pen Al-Sukhnah, Syria 1 pen Deir ez-Zur, Syria 1 pen Rudbar, Afghanistan 1 pen Maadan, Syria 1 pen 33°57'14.0"N 37°56'09.3"E1 [REDACTED] Addendum 4510-2: During a routine test of SCP-4510, SCP-4510-1 was identified as having US Army markings matching that of a C-17 that was reported missing on 2/21/17 over southern Syria. A reconnaissance task force was deployed to FOB McArthur, which was located near the area of the aircraft's last known location. The task force performed a full search of the base, discovering what is believed to be SCP-4510-1 in the primary hanger. The task force was unable to gain access to the aircraft. During the search, the task force also discovered a moderately-sized server farm within the barracks. Upon further inspection, the servers were found to be assembled partially using human muscle tissues, nervous systems, and skeletal systems. Foundation technicians have determined that the servers are used to host SCP-4510. Addendum 4510-3: After negotiating with the transfer of several minor anomalous objects into their custody, the US Army provided the following information about SCP-4510 and FOB McArthur: After the destruction of a highrise in Honolulu, the US government looked into SCP-4510, and finding that it had generated a multitude of other civilian casualties, seized it. SCP-4510 was then moved to an internal US Government domain, where it was later used by Army personnel stationed at FOB McArthur to terminate high ranking members of terrorist cells within the Middle East. An email from Zamora_734 was sent to the officer in command of the base, warning that further use of SCP-4510 would result in disciplinary actions by Avelar Professional Products Inc. The email was ignored by the officer, and SCP-4510-1 was later spotted over FOB McArthur. Contact with the base was lost soon after. Footnotes 1. These coordinates correlate to Forward Operating Base McArthur, which was decommissioned by the US Army in late 2016. |
SCP-4511 | pending | Coming Soon - Rounderhouse http://www.scp-wiki.net/drannoyingdog <— My author page! ~ DrAnnoyingDog ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 4/4511 LEVEL 4/4511 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4511 Pending Lead Researcher Westrin during the initial survey of Provisional Site-4511. Special Containment Procedures: The factory SCP-4511 resides in has been purchased by the Foundation and designated Provisional Site-4511. MTF Pi-1 ("City Slickers") have been assigned to manage containment and security of the object. All organic matter which has exited SCP-4511 is to be returned inside, regardless if living or deceased. FILESERV NOTICE: AS OF WRITING, RESEARCH INTO SCP-4511 IS STILL ONGOING. SOME ERRORS MAY BE PRESENT. Description: SCP-4511 is a large mechanical construct located in the basement of Danforth Meatpacking, a disused meatpacking factory in Chicago, USA. SCP-4511 externally resembles a domestic pig1, measuring approximately 15m by 25m by 20m at its widest points, and is constructed of iron, which has become heavily oxidized following several years of improper maintenance. SCP-4511's primary entrance point is a large blast furnace in a constant state of activation, despite being disconnected from all fuel lines and ignition sources. SCP-4511's left flank contains a thin 5cm-long slit that, upon certain conditions being met, will print an index card carrying a series of instructions. Recovery Report: The ██████████ factory was initially raided by Foundation agents embedded within the Chicago Police Department in response to reports of occult activity in the area. They encountered heavy resistance from a group of occult worshipers who had taken residence in the basement. MTF Epsilon-9 ("Fire Eaters") were dispatched to lend support to the Chicago Police Department. Of the forty-seven cultists that had previously inhabited the factory, only one survived their injuries for more than seventy-two hours. While the individual was treated for their injuries, Foundation personnel began studying SCP-4511. The following card was discovered left within SCP-4511. CURRENT DEMAND A flock of my own. - SATISFIED Every twelve hours, SCP-4511 produced another copy of the card. On 01-24-65, the last surviving victim of the raid on the factory was pronounced deceased. At the same time, SCP-4511 produced a new punch card. CURRENT DEMAND The metal teeth that endlessly turn. PERIOD One week. The SCP-4511 Research Team requested to conduct experiments on the object, which was initially denied by Lead Researcher Westrin, but later overruled by Regional Director Caleb. Test Logs: TEST 1 Demand "The metal of this suffocating prison." Resources Fifty-seven pieces of scrap iron, scavenged from within Provisional Site-4511. Procedure Gears thrown into SCP-4511 individually. Results Sounds of metal crunching persisted for 2 minutes and 3 seconds. Three hours after the test, all gears in Provisional Site-4511 underwent a rapid oxidation process, rusting significantly. SCP-4511 itself remained unaffected. TEST 2 Demand "Oil to slicken my frozen joints." Resources 3 200-liter drums of machine oil, transported from Site-12. Procedure Drums were thrown into primary orifice. Results Low-pitched gurgling heard for 38 minutes before the remains of the oil drums were expelled. SCP-4511 then began to shake violently for 4 minutes. A large amount of rusted scrap iron and 2 domesticated pigs femurs were then expelled. TEST 3 Demand "Two of my children, made in my image, made in flesh." Resources Two adult domestic pigs, sexed pair. (D-98123-SSD & D-98124-SSD) Procedure Both subjects forced into SCP-4511's primary orifice. Results Subjects passed through first layer of fire unharmed, obscuring them from view. Five seconds later, high-pitched squeals were heard, ceasing after 25 seconds. For 47 minutes afterwards, a low-pitched gurgling was heard emanating from SCP-4511. TEST 4 Demand "The hooks used to hang my children's corpses." Resources 17 meat hooks, found within Provisional Site-4511. Procedure Hooks were thrown into primary orifice. Results Metal crunching was heard within 20 seconds and persisted for 11 minutes before a spherical metal object was expelled at high speeds, terminating Agent McHenry. McHenry's body was then thrown into the primary orifice. TEST 5 Demand "A canine. First I consume his best friend, then him." Resources One German Shepherd. (D-197231-CLF) Procedure Subject tranquilized and forced into primary orifice after managing to exit twice. Results Yelping heard for approximately 27 minutes before the subject was expelled through the primary orifice. 55 minutes later, seven projectiles exited SCP-4511 at a high velocity. Further examination identified the projectiles to be teeth, specifically six molars (dog) and one canine (human). TEST 6 Demand "A worker for the line." Resources D-023492 (Deceased due to natural causes.) Procedure Subject was thrown into the primary orifice. Results Within four seconds, SCP-4511 emitted loud crunching noises before abruptly ejecting D-023492. Subject was extremely disfigured due to heat damage and repeated blunt force trauma. Upon dissection, subject was found to be lacking several internal organs. TEST 7 Demand "A worker for the line." Resources D-023547 Procedure Due to noncompliance, subject was forced into SCP-4511 using an electric shock prod. Results Screaming heard for approximately 2 hours. 34 minutes after the test, a liquid mixture of human blood, pig urine, machine oil, and rust began leaking from various points across SCP-4511. This persisted for 46 minutes, before abruptly ceasing. The human portion of the liquid was a genetic match for Lead Researcher Westrin. TEST 8 Demand "A youth to grow in the factories." Resources [REDACTED] Procedure Due to noncompliance, subject was forced into SCP-4511 using an electric shock prod. Results [REDACTED] TEST 9 Demand "Fuel for my internally burning fire." Resources 450 kg of refined coal, found within Provisional Site-4511. Procedure Coal was manually shoveled into primary orifice by Researchers Mathias and Gilroy. Results Flames within primary orifice grew by approximately 60%, terminating Researcher Mathias and injuring Researcher Gilroy. Provisional Site-4511 then began to shake violently for 3 hours and 22 minutes. 55 minutes after the shaking began, groaning was heard below SCP-4511. TEST 10 Demand "The false foreman, delivered to my maw to prove your faith." Resources Lead Researcher Westrin Procedure Subject incapacitated using a 9mm bullet to the left thigh and moved to SCP-4511's entrance. Subject awoke midway through test and began attempting to bargain with researchers. Results Lead Researcher Westrin consumed by SCP-4511, screaming heard for approximately 4 minutes and 17 seconds before ceasing. See Incident 4511.1 for further details. Incident 4511.1: 8 hours following the reception of Test Report 10, Regional Director Caleb authorized MTF Epsilon-11 ("Nine-Tailed Fox") to raid Provisional Site-4511 after reports of possibly compromised site security. A transcript is attached. MTF Body Camera Video Log Transcript Date: 05-13-65 Task Force: MTF Epsilon-11 ("Nine-Tailed Fox") Subject: Provisional Site-4511 Team Lead: ε-1 Team Members: ε-2, ε-3, ε-4 «BEGIN LOG» ε-1: Safeties off. Sound off on my count. One. ε-2: Two. ε-3: Three. ε-4: Four. Team enters the factory single-file, guns raised. ε-1: No sign of research team on the main production floor. Descending into basement. Command: Proceed with caution. Team crosses the factory floor to the freight elevator, and enters. ε-1: Three, time to earn your keep. ε-3: Yessir. ε-3 moves to the electrical box of the elevator and attempts to pull it open. After a few seconds of pulling, he succeeds in opening the cover. The interior of the fuse box is revealed to have been sealed to the door with a layer of waxy material. ε-4: Is that… fat? ε-3: Ugh. ε-2: Probably from years of disuse. I don't think anyone was cleaning it even when this place was still open. Three, can you get it working or do we have to throw ourselves down, lemmings-style? ε-3: Yeah, I should be able to rig something up real quick. Gimme a second. ε-3 spends several minutes interacting with the fuse box. With a lurch, the elevator begins slowly dropping. ε-1: Well done. Unless they somehow moved the thing, SCP-4511 should be somewhere on this floor. Command: Weapons free, though we'd prefer if at least a couple were brought in alive. ε-1: Roger th- The elevator reaches a stop and the overhead lights shut off. ε-2: Three, was that you? ε-3: I didn't touch the lighting fuses. That's something else. ε-1: Doesn't matter. Four, get over here and help me open these doors. ε-1 and ε-4 work together to open the cargo doors of the elevator. The entire lighting system for the lower floor is shut off. ε-1: Flashlights on, they're creeping about here somewhere. Team advances onto the catwalk and continues in silence for 2 minutes, until ε-2 pauses. ε-2: Jesus fuck Three, did you piss yourself? ε-3: What? No! ε-1: We're walking in it. ε-1 gestures to the catwalk floor, and the shallow puddle of yellow liquid covering it. ε-4: Fuck me, I think I'm going to vomit… ε-3: God, that's… who the fuck does that? The team is interrupted by a drop splashing into the puddle. They raise their weapons and flashlights to reveal a fleshy growth attached to the ceiling, a hole from which is leaking the urine. ε-1: (quietly) Keep moving. One of you guys, make sure you're looking at it. The team continues forward, ε-4 bringing up the rear to keep a view on the growth. They continue in silence for another 4 minutes, descending a stairwell. ε-1: We're reaching the basement floor. Command: [Unintelligible] ε-1: You're cutting off. Repeat, we're reaching the basement floor. Sound off. One. ε-2: Two. ε-3: Three. Silence. ε-1: Where the fuck is Four? ε-3: I… she was just next to me! ε-2: Do we go back to look for her? ε-1: Yeah. Get ready. The team retreats up three flights of stairs. ε-4 is splayed out on a landing, unconscious. ε-1: Two! ε-2: On it! ε-2 begins applying first aid to ε-4, who has a large wound in her right thigh. ε-4 slowly regains consciousness. ε-4: I don't know what happened. One minute I was behind you guys… and the next, I'm clutching my head here. ε-1: Active hostile entity in the area. Possibly anti-memetic. Can you walk? ε-4: N-no. ε-1: Take your gun and shoot anything that isn't us. We'll be back. I swear. The team returns down the stairwell, reaching the bottom and spreading out. The floor is largely covered in various furnaces. ε-2: There's something up ahead. The entrance to SCP-4511 is visible at the end of the room. A large pile sits next to it. Upon closer view, the pile is comprised of several white-coated bodies, all suffering from extreme exsanguination. A figure sits on the floor next to the pile. ε-1: Hands up, now! The figure stands up, wearing the uniform of a researcher. A large burn scar stretches across his right cheek. He is clutching something in his right hand. ε-1: Whatever's in your hand, drop it. Unknown Individual: Whatever you think you can do to me, it's nothing. Nothing compared to what it can do. ε-2: What's "it"? The individual gestures behind him, seemingly at SCP-4511 and the pile of corpses. Unknown Individual: I took their oil to feed it and I'll take yours too… ε-2: I'm giving you five seconds to sit the fuck down before I blow your brains out. Unknown Individual: You can't win! If you kill me, it wins. And you'll never let it win, because you've had it so drilled into you that it is wron- ε-2 terminates the individual with a single shot to the head. A rumbling sound emanates from SCP-4511. ε-3 advances and inspects what the individual was holding: A small clump of bloody flesh and a scrap of paper. ε-3: "Meat from those who seek to do in my faithful." ε-3 picks up the piece of flesh, and throws it into SCP-4511. The flames roar. ε-1: What the fuck? Why did you do that?! ε-3: I don't know. ε-2: Come on. We have to go get Four. She won't last long as she is. The team reascends the main stairwell, to the location Four was sitting in. Four is unmoving, her gun beside her. ε-2: FUCK! ε-1: Check for a pulse! ε-2 shakes his head. ε-2: Nothing. ε-3: Christ. One, what do we do? ε-1 sighs. ε-1: Only thing we can do. Head back up. We terminated the threat, and Director Calebs is outside with an emergency ResCon2 team. ε-2: Let's go, then. We need backup to clean this place out. «END LOG» Document 4511.1: Due to unforeseen circumstances, the current containment and research team for SCP-4511 are no longer in a position to do their duties. Until further notice, I will be removing myself from the Regional Director position in order to take the position of Lead Researcher on the SCP-4511 project. This anomaly is more dangerous than we originally gave it credit for, and it led to the deaths of twenty-four people. I refuse to let that happen again. Regards, Lead Researcher Caleb Incident 4511.2: Two hours following Incident 4511.1, SCP-4511 produced a punch card before ceasing all activity. In-depth examination of SCP-4511 revealed no remains of any subjects or alternative fuel sources that could have been used for the flames. CURRENT DEMAND A flock of my own. - SATISFIED Footnotes 1. Sus scrofa domesticus. 2. Combined Research/Containment team. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4511" by Jade Skylar, Rounderhouse, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4511. 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: spicy.jpg Name: [Electric phosphate smelting furnace used in the making of elemental phosphorus in a TVA chemical plant in the Muscle Shoals area, Alabama] (LOC) Author: The Library of Congress License: Public Domain Source Link: Flickr |
SCP-4512 | keter | SCP-4512: A Goddamn Filthy Teleporting Party Pool Authors: Woedenaz Uncle Nicolini Rounderhouse DrAnnoyingDog ⇢ Uncle Nicolini's Author Page ⇠ ⇢ Rounderhouse's Author Page (God help us all) ⇠ ⇢ https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/drannoyingdog DrAnnoyingDog's Author Page] ⇠ MANY THANKS TO: Croquembouche, Tufto, Elenee FishTruck Image credit — Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported, 2.5 Generic, 2.0 Generic and 1.0 Generic license ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 4512 Level1 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: warning link to memo Photo of SCP-4512 as it appeared in St. Cloud, MN. Prior to SCP-4512's appearance, the space was approximately a third the size and occupied by a swing-set and the occupant's dog.1 Special Containment Procedures: Attempts at containing SCP-4512 have previously been unsuccessful. Current containment procedures include the following process: Formation of Mobile Task Force Iota-9 "Pool Boys" to track all appearances of SCP-4512 and follow its demands. Creation of HL-LVR aka Hukilau Lover, a world wide web crawler to find any forum posts, news articles, social media posts, etc. pertaining to the appearance of SCP-4512. Description: SCP-4512 is a 40 square meter sapient swimming pool capable of instantaneous translocation. SCP-4512 exclusively manifests in the rear exterior spaces of homes2 in landlocked areas and appears to specifically target the U.S state of Minnesota. During an SCP-4512 manifestation event, the rear exterior space of the home will anomalously expand if necessary to accommodate SCP-4512, at which point SCP-4512 will appear fully depressed into the ground. In 100% of all SCP-4512 manifestations, it has appeared filled with garbage, refuse, plant life, and various objects of unknown origin, regardless of its state of cleanliness prior to its previous demanifestation. Objects consistent across all SCP-4512 manifestations include imitation Hawaiian leis, plastic coconut shells, cocktail glasses, bathing suits, and sun lotion bottles. Other objects of note found within SCP-4512 include: 1 Apple II Computer 5 shirts with "Metal and Soul" written on the front in marker 1 tattered Polish flag 2 Motorolla cell phones 4 bottles of Kirkland brand white wine (empty) 1 bag of milk 5 lunar rocks 3 left boots dated to the 18th century 16 grams of bonobo fur 2 deceased swans 1 copy of the novel "Fargo" 2 dishwashers 1 Foundation ID card 29 saltwater crabs (deceased) Once SCP-4512 has fully manifested, it will begin vocalizing3 to nearby individuals in an attempt to persuade them to approach. If an individual does approach, SCP-4512 will engage in conversation with them, attempting to strike a bargain. This bargain will usually involve SCP-4512 giving up one or more items found within its water in exchange for the individual cleaning out the entirety of SCP-4512's interior. If the individual refuses the initial offer, SCP-4512 will offer sequentially more valuable objects while vocalizations increase in outrage about the perceived injustice against it. These vocalizations will grow louder with time to an indefinite maximum. The highest recorded volume from SCP-4512 surpassed the ability for current measuring tools to document. However, the intensity has been recorded to cause an earthquake measured 5 on the Richter scale. Once SCP-4512 has been cleaned to its satisfaction, a demanifestation event will occur. The space once occupying SCP-4512 will return to its previous dimensions with no lasting evidence of SCP-4512's occupation. Addendum 4512-1: Containment Attempts The following lists all proposed and attempted containment procedures as well as their outcomes. Additionally, the date of the proposal and number of recorded instances of SCP-4512 manifesting in a new location4 are included. ▼ Click to confirm credentials ▼ ▲ Hide Addendum ▲ Proposed Containment Procedure 3 Date: 2000/12/8 Known Manifestation Count: 20 Name: Researcher Chevrolet APPROVED Proposed Containment Containing SCP-4512 in a soundproof enclosure made of an experimental substance known to dampen 100% of sound waves. Containment Results Attempt lasted approximately nine days and fourteen hours when SCP-4512's vocalizations reached over 200 decibels before surpassing intensities allowing for proper measurement. The volume eventually caused the containment material to sublimate resulting in multiple injuries to researchers as well as one death due to air embolism in the lungs. Proposed Containment Procedure 56 Date: 2003/10/10 Known Manifestation Count: 153 Name: Dr. Edward Wolfe APPROVED Proposed Containment The unorthodox procedure of filling SCP-4512 with refuse. Dr. Wolfe posits that this may cause the anomaly to become frustrated, containing itself and/or result in the possible threat of increased trash as motivation against further outbursts. The suggestion is approved by Dr. Lark and proceeds as planned. Containment Results Approximately two tons of trash are dumped into SCP-4512 before its vocalizations increased in intensity to the point of collapsing the nearby structure before SCP-4512 spontaneously disappeared. It was found two months later in Bloomington, MN fully cleaned by unknown means and appeared to recognize Foundation Individuals directly involved with this containment attempt. All personnel directly involved have been reassigned in order to avoid further incidents. Proposed Containment Procedure 193 Date: 2008/01/03 Known Manifestation Count: 505 Name: Director House DENIED5 Proposed Containment Create a night club around the pool in order to drown out its vocalizations. Containment Results N/A Proposed Containment Procedure 642 Date: 2014/11/05 Known Manifestation Count: 2,101 Name: Director House APPROVED6 Proposed Containment After the pool's appearance in a well-populated area of Las Vegas, NV, Director House suggests creating a twenty-four hour fully enclosed club aimed primarily at overwhelming SCP-4512's vocalizations with the added benefit of keeping it relatively clean.7 Containment Results The Hawaiian Pool Masquerade is built surrounding SCP-4512 and finds success relatively quickly due to the efforts of the research team and Dr. Lark.8 The pool was kept maintained for one month, eight days, and three hours until an inebriated patron defecated within SCP-4512. The incident caused eight fatalities due to air embolism in the lungs and 29 injuries due to shattered eardrums and collapsed lungs. Interview Log 4512-8 During a routine containment attempt, Researcher Kalama was prompted to engage SCP-4512 in conversation while MTF Iota-9 observed standard procedure. Selection of Kalama was due to their familiarity with the Hawaiian language, which SCP-4512 has been observed to use words and phrases in. ▼ Click to confirm credentials ▼ ▲ Hide Interview Log ▲ Interviewed: SCP-4512 Interviewer: Researcher Kalama Note: SCP-4512's water feature appears to flow with more velocity when it "speaks." This has not been observed to coincide with the volume of SCP-4512's vocalizations. «Begin Log» SCP-4512: Aloooooooooha, cousin! Did ya come to spend some time with little old me? Haha! I've got some time to kill while my friends here give me a scrub-down. Kalama: [IN HAWAIIAN] Hello there. Would you prefer to speak in our native tongue? I want to make sure you're comfortable. SCP-4512: Uh… Haha, yeah, totally, cuz! It's good to see you too! But you know, I don't wanna be rude in front of the guys. Don't want them to be left out ya know? We're all one big happy ohana here. Kalama: I am sorry, I was told you spoke the language. SCP-4512: I totally do, I just, you know. The guys are right here an- hey, you by the filter, there's a chunk of gator tail in there. Could you get it out? And, uh, make sure you wear gloves. I was at one hell of a luau the other day, haha! Anyway, where were we? I think I was about to tell you about that awesome luau the other night. Kalama: Are you at luaus while you're not being cleaned? SCP-4512: You know it, cousin! This bad boy is a big, mean, luau party machine! Kalama: Oh, that's lovely. I haven't been to one in a long time, but I miss the food the most. What do you like having at them? SCP-4512: Cheeseburgers, no doubt. Heaven on earth with an onion slice, baby! Kalama: Cheeseburgers, hmm? I don't think I've seen them at any luaus I've been to. My favorite dish has always been kulolo. SCP-4512: Oh yeah, I think I've heard of that. It's uh…. that fish, right? Kalama: It's a desse- [KALAMA IS INTERRUPTED BY SCP-4512] SCP-4512: A dessert! Yeah! Haha, your silly old cuz can't remember. Too much partying, you know! Last one was extra lōlō! The guys have their work cut out for them, don't you? Haha! An unidentified member of MTF Iota-9 grunts in confirmation as they remove an object resembling a pre-Columbian fertility statue from SCP-4512 using a pool net. Kalama: Right, so, where are these parties? In Hawaii, I assume? SCP-4512: Hawaii? What's that? [COMMAND INFORMS KALAMA NOT TO DESCRIBE HAWAII TO SCP-4512] Kalama: Oh, I'm sorry, I misspoke. So, where are these parties? SCP-4512: Wherever there's a sunset, tequila, and hula babes, cuz. Tell a cousin about this 'Hawaii', though! [COMMAND INSTRUCTS RESEARCHER KALAMA TO ABORT THE INTERVIEW] Kalama: Sorry, I think I misspoke. Anyways, where did you learn the words 'aloha' and 'luau'? SCP-4512: It's just how I talk, cuz. Is that a problem? Kalama: Not at all. Just curiosity. SCP-4512: You little kologe, you. Kalama: It's pronounced 'ko-lo-he.' SCP-4512: Don't be correcting me, cousin. I know what I said! Kalama: … Right. Anyway, I'll be going now. Thank you for speaking to me. SCP-4512: Aloha, cousin! That's how we say goodbye! Kalama: Yes, I know. Goodbye. «End Log» Closing Statement: Information about Hawaii is currently barred from explicitly being told to SCP-4512 until its motives are more clearly understood. Footnotes 1. The dog reappeared unharmed following SCP-4512's demanifestation. 2. SCP-4512 has not appeared behind any other structure other than single-family homes to date. 3. SCP-4512's vocalizations are both deeply resonate and sound marginally similar to the accent of a native Hawaiian. 4. Count is marginally accurate to within a ±200 margin of error 5. Note Accompanying Denial: Sir, I know we are desperate. However, I cannot approve this in good faith. Ignoring the absurdity of the suggestion, SCP-4512 is currently in St. Paul, Minnesota. I'm not even sure enough people live here to go to a nightclub. —Dr. Lark 6. Note Accompanying Approval: I suppose it is worth an attempt. I trust your judgment, sir. After all this time I can only pray that it works. —Dr. Lark 7. However, not clean enough for a spontaneous disappearance event to occur. 8. Dr. Lark was the lead researcher in charge of focus testing for a large marketing firm prior to joining The Foundation ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4512" by Jade Skylar, Rounderhouse, Uncle Nicolini, Woedenaz, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4512. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-4513 | safe | A ROUNDERHOUSE Joint Coming Soon - Rounderhouse ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 2/4513 LEVEL 2/4513 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4513 Safe SCP-4513-B Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4513 is contained in a standard object storage locker in Site-19. Description: SCP-4513 is a Brush Master brand large drum wood-chipper. SCP-4513's anomalous quality occurs when any form of printed literary media is placed into its intake hopper. After SCP-4513 consumes such a form of media, rather than the expected output of shredded paper, it will produce a watery substance superficially resembling milk. This substance (SCP-4513-B) changes the narrative structure of any literary media it is exposed to. These alterations result in a text that more closely resembles the media SCP-4513-B was formed from (in style and prose). Addendum 4513.1 TESTING LOGS Several tests were performed using SCP-4513-B. A filled IRS W-2 tax form, provided by Researcher Andrew Thompson, was used as a control for the different varieties of SCP-4513-B to be applied to. SCP-4513-B Source: Moby Dick; or, the Whale by Herman Melville The mahogany slab separating the captain from his sailor was littered with papers — ink scrawls on parchment listing nills and tips and debts and payments, all resting on the broad white shoulders of one Captain Two-Form. Even as this cruel Pharaoh of the Oppression scanned the page with his all seeing eyes, his flock trembled in awful fear at the utter power resting before him; the power to end a man's livelihood with a single stroke of a quill — a weapon most desired, but entrusted to a small few under the watchful gaze of the Internal Revenue Service. Jim Thompson's observation on the nature of his captor was cut short by the wax-sealed envelope thrust in his face by the thin, papery hands of Two-Form. "Eyes up, lad! You 'dun good, landing a one-hundredth-and-eightieth lay aboard the good ship the Foundation in only a single year of service! Not a feat many a man could accomplish. Though — this has the unfortunate consequence of heightening the amount of coin good Father Samuel will tear from your grasp the moment we make landfall. However: I have a weapon most sinister that can aid you against him." Two-Form grinned, displaying a mouth filled with shockingly white teeth, like a quarry of enamel buried under a disgusting facade. "Tell me, boy — do you know what a deductible is?" SCP-4513-B Source: Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare ENTER: A twenty-seven year old male. Afternoon. Do say, what is thy name, boy? :W-2 FORM THOMPSON: They call me Jim Edward Thompson, m'lord. Praytell, what is thy current level of income? :W-2 FORM THOMPSON: In the year of our lord two-thousand-and-eighteen, I amassed a collective of seventy-three-thousand American dollars and change, m'lord. Thou art in a tax bracket high enough to pierce the heavens! :W-2 FORM THOMPSON gasps in horror. Rejoice! To wit: Thou hast a dependent, and yes: You can, indeed, claim thy offerings to yonder Good-Will as charitable donations. :W-2 FORM THOMPSON: Thou art a kind and charitable servant of the great Uncle Samuel! Thou art most kind. However: prithee, speak honestly, dost thou have a four-oh-one-kay? :W-2 FORM THOMPSON: I believe not, m'lord. Then I am sorry to be the pallbearer of bad news — thou must journey far to the east and seek out the great kingdom of CHASE BANK and inquire within for the answers thou seeks. Godspeed. :W-2 FORM SCP-4513-B Source: Helicopter Man Pounds Dinosaur Billionaire Ass by Chuck Tingle Jim Thompson fingered the wedding ring on his finger. The band had cost him a pretty penny, but it was far more beautiful than the marriage it had been for. Susan — his wife — was cold & distant. She just didn't satisfy him anymore. Nothing did. "Jim?" HR Officer Form's musky voice snapped him out of his reverie. Jim stammered out a response, caught off-guard. "Y-yes, Officer?" "Call me Form. I'd like to ask you a few questions - make sure you're suited to the position, you know." "I'm suited for any position, sir!" The words had barely left Jim's mouth before he realized what he said. His face turned to crimson. Thankfully, either Form didn't notice, or he didn't mention it. Stay focused, you idiot. Don't get distracted by his face, or his glasses, or his musc- "How're the wife and kids, Jim? You got married last year, right?" He remembered. "W-we're good. We're going through a rough spot, but we'll make it." "Ah, sorry to hear that. This news should be a nice blow, though." Form's face was the one turning red this time. They both let out polite chuckles, eager to change the topic at hand. "Haha, we're both just tripping over ourselves today, aren't we?" The air in the room was thick, stifling. Jim could feel the energy, the chemistry between them. "Well, sir, I know I am." Again, they both tittered and giggled for a moment, before both looking up at the same instant. Their eyes met, and something passed between them. Jim held the connection a moment longer, but Form broke it off. But Form wasn't fooling anyone, least of all himself. Both of them knew what had changed in that instant. Form fumbled, sweat dripping from his brow, as he handed Jim a sealed envelope. "I-I'm sorry, Thompson. We can't fully deduct that unfortunate hospital bill from January." Now was the moment. Jim had to make a choice. Do or die. Make what might be the biggest mistake of his life, or go through the rest of his existence wondering what could have been. He looked up, Form's eyes, and purred out a single sentence. "My copay isn't the only thing that's rising." 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SCP-4514 | safe | close Info X SCP-4514: The Thing That Kills You Please, just let me rest. Author: Captain Kirby SCPs SCP Number Rating SCP-3393 1304 Captain Kirby's Proposal 814 SCP-4514 666 SCP-3448 618 SCP-5552 595 SCP-3844 533 SCP-3388 492 SCP-3866 443 SCP-5003 442 SCP-3305 410 SCP-3449 388 SCP-4877 386 SCP-4321 351 SCP-016-J 281 SCP-7100 276 SCP-3123 239 SCP-3393-EX 229 SPC-1057 223 SCP-3511 211 SCP-6007 200 SCP-3633 193 SCP-4925 192 SCP-4479 188 SCP-3767 174 SCP-4316 166 SCP-4775 143 SCP-4034 139 SCP-5877 118 SCP-5448 110 SCP-3650 103 SCP-3203 70 SCP-5779 63 SCP-3405 55 SCP-3481 52 Tales Title Rating The Nuclear Option 547 Impossible-To-Destroy Reptile 491 In The Clutches Of Life 396 Numbers, Like Stories, Never Die 335 The Tombstone of Alto Clef 263 Tales of the Ethics Committee: 5 Reasons The Foundation Wants A Robot Army 232 Excerpts From The Societal Census Programme ΩK-Class Report 232 With The Reaper On Retirement 227 Do You Remember Funerals? 173 From The Clutches Of Life 154 Where Death Used To Live 150 Project Damnerung 147 Hello, My Name Isn't 146 Don't Get Used To It 143 The Many Portraits Of Jack Bright 140 Group Date 140 Monochrome 132 Hundred-Year Favor 124 Even The Most Masked Of Men Become Themselves Behind Closed Doors 113 You Have 18 Unread Messages 102 Everyday Is Somebody's Birthday 97 The Shape of a Noose 76 A Failed Two Weeks Notice 69 Pink Cracks in a Digital Wall 66 'Til Death Do Us Part 65 Rocks And Trees Are Not Good Company 64 Tears of a Neon God 57 Poky And Pal Scheme Together 55 A Eulogy In 11/8 Time 53 Is Anybody Home? 53 Carnivores 52 Poky And Pal Arm Themselves 49 Virtue 46 When It Rains, It Pours 45 God-Knows-Where 39 I Felt Numb 39 It's A Nice Day Out 38 Attempts To Salvage Thought 36 I Am Wonderful 33 Outrun 29 They Are Not Laughing With You 28 What Is There To Do With A Pot Of Gold? 27 Containment's A Beach 22 GOI Formats Title Rating Captain Kirby's Proposal, Or Something 191 My Head Is On Fire And I'm (Not) Ok 102 Project Proposals 2004-013/2014-114/2024-072: "Losing Your Cool" 71 You may also like: SCP-3154 - Terminal State Inducer by Communism will win When used to inflict damage on a human, SCP-3154 is capable of inducing a unique state in the subject, hereby designated a Sigma State. SCP-3980 - Blind Lead The Blind by Shaggydredlocks All transmissions from FOB Locke are to be disregarded. There were no survivors. SCP-4514 Item #: SCP-4514 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4514 is to be held in a standard Safe-Class container. SCP-4514 is only to be used with the approval of the O5 council. Description: SCP-4514 refers to a standard switch knife. SCP-4514's anomalous properties are known to manifest should it: Injure an individual such that they lose 40% of their blood Injure an individual to cause significant damage to the brain Injure an individual to cause significant damage to the heart Injure an individual such that they are incapable of respiration Investigation is underway to discover additional ways to trigger SCP-4514's anomalous properties. Should an individual be injured by SCP-4514 in such a way that activates its anomalous properties, that individual will die.1 Discovery: On 5/14/2130, SCP-4514 was recovered following a violent altercation between two inebriated individuals. The quarrel resulted in SCP-4514 being used to kill one of the involved persons. Foundation personnel were alerted after the local paper published a story covering the event, who administered amnestics to all witnessing parties. A disinformation campaign was run thereafter to discredit the news agency. Experiment Log: Experiment #: 1 Subject: D-3314, 36-year-old caucasian female, healthy Procedure: Subject is to be given a minor incision (0.125cm deep, 3cm long) into her arm with SCP-4514. Result: Subject survived. Experiment #: 2 Subject: D-3314, 36-year-old caucasian female, healthy Procedure: Subject is to be sedated and given a major incision (1cm deep, 10 cm long) into her leg with SCP-4514. Afterwards, the wound is to be stitched together. Result: Subject survived. Experiment #: 3 Subject: D-8833, 93-year-old asian male, inhibited cerebral function Procedure: Subject is to be sedated, and then punctured with SCP-4514. The puncture is to target the brain, and occur as swiftly as possible. Result: Subject expired. Experiment #: 4 Subject: D-11424, 131-year-old caucasian female, suffering from muscle spasms and numbness due to complications arising from neck surgery. Procedure: Subject is to be sedated, and given a major incision (1cm deep, 10 cm long) across her midsection. If the subject is still alive after 50% of the subject's blood has left her body through the incision, the wound is to be stitched together, and an adequate amount of blood is to be siphoned back into the subject. Result: Subject expired after 40% of her blood left her body. <Additional Tests Hidden For Brevity> Experiment #: 47 Subject: Researcher George Haus, 132-year-old caucasian male Procedure: A small portion of SCP-4514 is to be removed, and melted. It is to be fused with a standard 45-caliber bullet. The subject is to be sedated and then shot in the head with the bullet. Result: Subject expired. Experiment #: 48 Subject: Researcher Tanya Luvoi, 89-year-old caucasian female Procedure: Subject is to be sedated. Pressure is to be applied to the subject's throat using the handle of SCP-4514 such that the subject suffocates. Result: Subject expired. Experiment #: 49 Subject: Site Director Charles Panthe, 149-year-old caucasian male Procedure: Subject is to be sedated, and then punctured with SCP-4514. The puncture is to be performed by a mechanical arm. Result: Subject expired. NOTICE: You have (1) new message(s) NOTICE: You have no new messages Foundation Network Inter-Site Comm Service v.3.155 ===MESSAGE FROM ETHICS COMMITTEE RECEIVED=== Dr. Young, We have reviewed your experiment logs, and deemed them excessive, and unwarranted. However, if we are to be honest, we noticed your undue testing of SCP-4514 a while ago. It's rare to have D-Class actively line up for experimentation. Testing actual employees was only inevitable. We needed to discuss what the next step should be: create a standardized process for choosing SCP-4514 test subjects, offer this service to the public, etc. In the end, as you can tell, we returned to our core principles as an organization. The world has forced us to redefine the status quo, but it is not our job to change it back. No matter how much we want to be at eternal peace, normalcy dictates that we can never achieve it. Officially, you are hereby removed from the SCP-4514 project. Unofficially, we get it. 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SCP-4515 | euclid | Thumbnail1 for SCP-4515 instance #023, titled The Human DNA Paradox. Item #: SCP-4515 Special Containment Procedures: Internet video hosting sites and social media platforms are to be monitored for any new instances of SCP-4515 using neural network analysis bot Iota-75 ("Brain Candy"). Any found instances are to be downloaded to a remote storage device for cataloging and expunged from all related sites. All individuals known to have viewed the instance in question are to be detained and transferred to Site-401 for standard humanoid containment until further notice. Cataloged videos are not to be viewed at this time. Additionally, all efforts are to be dedicated to locating the source behind every instance of SCP-4515 as well as any information regarding SCP-4515-A. Research into reversing the effects of SCP-4515 is currently underway; all research inquiries are to be directed towards lead researcher Dr. Hightower. Description: SCP-4515 is the designation given to a series of internet videos created in the style of the popular educational YouTube channel, Vsauce. While the format for SCP-4515 instances mirrors that of the original series, the topics featured in each instance differ wildly from that of a typical Vsauce video. SCP-4515-A refers to the anomalous humanoid entity featured in every video. This entity, by all accounts, looks identical to the host of the show that SCP-4515 is based on. The host of the official channel, hereby referred to as PoI-4515, expresses no knowledge of any of these videos. SCP-4515 manifests itself on any website that allows video hosting, ranging from popular sites such as YouTube, Vimeo, and Dailymotion, to unorthodox ones such as PornHub or pirated media hosts. The manifestations do not seem to follow a pattern, as the time between uploads and the site on which each instance appears is different every time. Locating the source of these videos thus far has been unsuccessful, as the IP addresses of each uploader point to unique locations that do not exist. Following Incident 4515-Alpha, access to archives of SCP-4515 has been restricted to research purposes only. Any and all requests for access must be sent to lead researcher Dr. Hightower. Addendum 4515.1: Examples of SCP-4515 videos: + Show Examples - Hide Video Title: Why is the sky? Upload information: Uploaded to YouTube under the channel name "Vv3S[aaa+u\se". Upload Date: 03/11/201█ [Begin Log] <00:00> The video starts in a dimly lit room, with broken glass in the background. Quiet, keyboard-based music is playing. <00:02> SCP-4515-A stands up from underneath the camera. "Hey! How's it going, Michael here. We constantly see that big blue vast of nothingness, but have you ever wondered why?" <00:08> A picture of a poorly drawn question mark on a piece of paper appears on screen. <00:10> “To answer this, we are going to have to look at the origins of the sky." <00:15> SCP-4515-A winces as though in pain. <00:30> "You see, the sky wasn't always up there. Before the resurrection, we would play with skulls and bones underneath the great ceiling. Then the 'others' came." <00:53> The word “Others” appears on screen. <01:00> The video cuts to SCP-4515-A sitting down on a stained sofa in the middle of an empty room. <01:07> “They took our third organs, promising us new life. They performed unspeakable acts, dedicated to opening the new Dawn. He heard us, and released the endless veil across our lands. Then we saw the Sky. The Sun. The Moon. And it burned us. Oh, how it burned us." <01:51> A photograph of a relief painting of the sun, moon, and clouds appears onscreen. The relief expresses a similar style to Egyptian artwork from the 20th century. <01:58> “There are few of us left. I do not know how long I have until I am finished. This is my final warning to you. It will happen. The second Dawn.” <03:15> SCP-4515-A stares at the camera. <05:15> The video ends. [End Log] Video Title: The Vasilievich Problem2 Upload Information: Uploaded to xHamster3 Upload Date: 05/01/201█ [Begin Log] <00:00> The video starts inside a parking garage. There are a total of five cars in the background. Keyboard-based music can be heard playing inside the parking garage; the source appears to be emanating from below the camera. The video quality is remarkably low compared to other videos. <00:04> SCP-4515-A jumps into frame, appearing heavily out of breath. "Hey. How's it going, Michael here. What does it mean to think? When we think of something, our brain fires neurons to access different parts of the brain, but what is actually happening behind the scenes?" <01:08> SCP-4515-A motions behind itself with its hands. <01:10> "One man attempted to figure this out, and what he found is fascinating.” <1:17> A blurry photograph of an unknown man in a laboratory coat can be seen. <1:21> “Vasilievich, a well-known Russian scientist, devoted his entire life to finding out what thinking really means, going so far as to experiment on his own brain. He developed a delicious cocktail of endorphins and ██████-███ for him to ingest. This allowed him to sort of 'pull back' the curtain on his mind and see what is actually happening." <02:13> SCP-4515-A stops talking to look behind the camera. <02:21> "He drank the 'mind juice,' if you will, and wrote down everything that he experienced. What he wrote is fascinating." <02:46> SCP-4515-A holds up a napkin with a single line written on it and begins reading from it. <02:58> "Vasilievich wrote, I can see now. I see it all. It's all a lie. A fabrication of reality. We are all just puppets for them, machines to generate their food. They're influencing every thought, every dream, every idea." <03:21> SCP-4515-A appears to begin reading from the other side of the napkin, despite the absence of visible writing on that side. <03:28> "We can't stop. Denial. They dance in our heads. We won’t stop. Two. Our resting place has already been decided. Three. The door has been opened. Agh!" <03:47> SCP-4515-A physically recoils. <04:02> "Vasilievich has brought a lot to the table. Of course, “they” in his writings refers to- Shit.” <04:11> SCP-4515-A stops talking and hastily looks behind it. “They found me.” <04:17> SCP-4515-A suddenly runs past the video camera, while its footsteps can be heard fading behind the camera. <05:26> Large footsteps can be heard approaching the front of the camera. <06:34> The video ends. [End Log] Video Title: Are we alone? Upload information: Uploaded to The Pirate Bay4. The video description only consists of the sentence, “Come find out!” Upload Date: 07/04/201█ [Begin Log] <00:00> The video starts in a room roughly 20 square meters with brown wallpaper. The room is furnished with only a chair and a foldable table. SCP-4515-A is seen walking into frame, holding a permanent marker. Resting on the table is a blank piece of paper. <00:05> SCP-4515-A sits down behind the table and stares at the camera. <01:24> “Hey, how's it going, Michael here.” <03:40> The video cuts to footage taken above the table, focused on the piece of paper. SCP-4515-A begins to draw Middle Egyptian hieroglyphs. <04:02> SCP-4515-A finishes drawing hieroglyphs that translate to the words "Sun" (r'), "Sky" (pt), and "Moon" (i'ḥ). The footage cuts back to its original position, showing that SCP-4515-A has not stopped looking at the original camera. <04:10> SCP-4515-A continues staring at the camera. For the remainder of the video, it does not move its head or blink at any point. <07:22> “Let’s think about that for a second.” <11:54> “But what does it really mean?” <14:45> A black-and-white photograph of the rotting corpse of a dog is displayed for three seconds. <16:36> “You know, there's a word for that.” <16:41> The words, "You reap what you sow" briefly appear on screen. <19:13> “It's here.” <20:12> The video ends. [End Log] Video Title: Where is it? Upload Information: Uploaded to MySpace under the user "Micheal[sic] Stevens" Upload Date: 10/23/201█ [Begin Log] [This video differs greatly from the other videos in composition. SCP-4515-A is presumably holding the camera this time, as the camera is shaky and its voice is behind the camera for the entirety of the video. The entire video is done in one take.] <00:00> The video takes place in what appears to be a private residential apartment, showing signs of a hasty search. <00:06> "Hey! How's it going, Michael here. Where is it? I know it's here somewhere. You can't hide it from me. I know you have it." <00:23> The camera pans around the room. <00:47> "But what exactly is it? And how much does it weigh?" SCP-4515-A laughs. <00:50> The words "I know what you're hiding" appear onscreen. <01:01> "Oh, I bet you would love to know the answer to that, wouldn't you? You're going to have to try harder than that." <01:34> SCP-4515-A begins searching through a pile of VHS tapes. <02:03> "You see, the answer to that lies exactly where it fucking is! Isn't that right?" <02:23> SCP-4515-A moves into the bedroom and reveals what appears to be a family of 3 tied up to chairs with their arms behind their backs. <02:45> "Hey Jacob, where are your fingers?" SCP-4515-A closes in on the face of one of the hostages as he whimpers. <3:02> The footage cuts off, while the audio continues to play. <3:34> A muffled scream is audible. <3:41> The video ends. [End Log] Addendum 4515.2: Incident Report 4515-Alpha: On 11/12/201█, reports of cult activity located inside an abandoned warehouse emerged in Kansas City, Missouri. Foundation agents were sent to investigate while a disinformation campaign and general Class-A amnestics were deployed to the local population as needed. Upon reaching the warehouse, the officers called for backup when they found a group of 15 people all bearing facial structures similar to PoI-4515. They found the group crowded around a pile of wooden boxes set up in the middle of the warehouse. Resting on top of the boxes, a human male was cut open with his heart and genitals missing, surrounded by various educational paraphernalia. Four lines shaped in the style of the Vsauce logo were painted on the ground, bearing the consistency of a green viscous liquid. Later tests revealed the liquid to have the same chemical makeup as Nickelodeon brand toy slime. All members were detained and brought in for questioning. + Interview 4515-Alpha-011B - Hide Interview The following interview takes place between Dr. Ackermann, a junior researcher under the Foundation's Cult Division, and one of the detained group members. Preliminary questions have been omitted for brevity. Date: 11/13/201█ Interviewed: SCP-4515-Alpha-011 Interviewer: Dr. Ackermann [Begin Log] Dr. Ackermann: Did you always look like the host from Vsauce? SCP-4515-Alpha-011: Of course not. We all started as our old, unfinished forms until we saw the light. Dr. Ackermann: What exactly happened to cause this change? And what do you mean by "the light"? SCP-4515-Alpha-011: We all watched his videos. His true videos, not the meaningless crap that he posts to his simpleton "Vsauce" channel. Once I saw the truth, everything made sense. Dr. Ackermann: Uh-huh. And what “truth” would you be referring to? SCP-4515-Alpha-011: The fact that we are all broken. Clay tossed aside to be forgotten. And it is through him and his divine knowledge that molds us into what we should be. Dr. Ackerman: I see. What was your group attempting in the warehouse? SCP-4515-Alpha-011: If you saw the light, you would understand. Watching his videos was simply not enough. We needed a proper sacrifice for him, to show him what he means to us. Dr. Ackermann: Interesting. Do you know of any way to reverse the effects of the videos? SCP-4515-Alpha-011: Why would we want to go back? We are perfect now. Nobody would ever want to discard that. Dr. Ackermann: Well, let's say that someone does. SCP-4515-Alpha-011: You think I would just let his cause go to waste, just like that? You are sorely mistaken. Dr. Ackermann: So you're saying a cure exists? SCP-4515-Alpha-011: In order to swap, the readings are going to have to cross at least once. Dr. Ackermann: Sorry? SCP-4515-Alpha-011: They can be named more than once, and be colored in more than one color. Dr. Ackermann: I'm not following. SCP-4515-Alpha-011: The circuit will be complete, and the lamp will be on. SCP-4515-Alpha-011 attempts to strangle Dr. Ackermann. Security personnel enter the interview chamber and escort SCP-4515-Alpha-011 back to his chambers. [End Log] Addendum 4515.3: On 11/15/201█, PoI-4515 was contacted to determine his involvement with the recent events. + Interview PoI-4515-001A - Hide Interview The following interview takes place under the pretense of a police investigation between lead researcher Dr. Hightower, posing as a police officer, and Michael Stevens, host of Vsauce. Date: 11/15/201█ Interviewed: PoI-4515 Interviewer: Dr. Hightower [Begin Log] Dr. Hightower: Thank you for coming in, Michael. PoI-4515: Oh, any time. What's this all about? Dr. Hightower: We just had a few questions about your associated YouTube channels. PoI-4515: Alright then. Shoot me, officer. …In the metaphorical sense, of course. Don't actually shoot me. Dr. Hightower: Yes, of course… So our first question is, do you post your videos to any sites besides YouTube? Or do you ever post videos under to YouTube under different channel names? PoI-4515: Well, the only channels that I personally post under are the same ones I've always posted to: our main channel and my personal channel. I don't see why we would post our videos anywhere else. Dr. Hightower: Okay, good to know. Do you know of anyone else that would be posting under your name? PoI-4515: Well besides the other guys posting to our spin-off shows, I don't know anyone who would have access to our channels. Why, did something come up? Dr. Hightower These are just standard questions related to the investigation. PoI-4515: Alright, I guess that's fine. Hey, since we're on the topic, you guys wouldn't happen to have received any information about a guy named Jake Roper5, would you? He hasn't been responding to our messages for the past few days, and I wasn't sure if you guys knew anything about where he might be. Dr. Hightower: From my knowledge, no, we haven't. If you'd like to make a missing person’s report, our department has forms that you can fill out. PoI-4515: Yeah, figured as much. I definitely didn't want to resort to filing a missing person's report, but it's just not like him to disappear like that. Dr. Hightower: Nobody does. Hopefully, you'll hear from him soon. Alright, we just have one more question. Have you heard of any of your viewers expressing cult-like behaviors based on you or your channels? PoI-4515: Cult behavior? Besides having a "cult" following, heh… [PoI-4515 clears his throat] No, I've never heard of anyone using our channels as a basis for a cult. Is there something going on with our channels that I should be aware of? This sounds pretty serious. Dr. Hightower: No, nothing you need to worry about. Thank you for your time, that's all the questions that we had for you. PoI-4515: Oh, alright. [PoI-4515 grimaces as though experiencing pain] Hopefully whatever is happening can get sorted out quickly. [End Log] Footnotes 1. The Middle Egyptian hieroglyph featured translates to Son of the Ra. 2. No record of such a named "problem," or anyone notable by that name currently exists. Classification of PoI status pending. 3. A popular porn site. 4. A popular host for pirated media. 5. Host for the third Vsauce YouTube channel, Vsauce3. |
SCP-4516 | safe | Item #: SCP-4516 Special Containment Procedures: All entrances to SCP-4516 have been shielded with thaumaturgic warding. Personnel are to maintain these wards indefinitely. Under no circumstances are personnel to enter SCP-4516 unless the majority of the O5 Council are in agreement. All objects and entities extracted from SCP-4516 are to be kept in containment indefinitely. Research of Class-2 anomalous objects or lower is permitted with the written permission of the Site Director. Anomalous objects above Class-2 require written permission from the Regional Director. Nonsapient biological entities are to be sterilized and maintained until their death, after which the body is to be incinerated after study. Sapients are to be naturalized in terrestrial law and relocated to various anomalous enclaves, should they have no criminal record, are not infected with a contagious illness, and are not connected to Sorxis nations monetarily, militarily, or religiously. Description: SCP-4516 is a series of four gateways1 to an unknown location believed to be somewhere within the Milky Way galaxy. These Gateways are located in Iraq (SCP-4516-1,) North Korea (SCP-4516-2,) the Bahamas (SCP-4516-3,) and the United Kingdom (SCP-4516-4.) Upon entering an instance of SCP-4516, the individual will experience symptoms typical of long distance Gateway travel, including nausea, dizziness, ringing in the ears, bleeding from gums, etc. The Exit Point is always the same regardless of instance entered. This appears to be a large forest filled with trees of an unknown species. Travel through the Gateway from the other side takes the individual to the original gateway from which they entered. Native entities are sent to a random destination unless they are in physical contact with one another. The exit point has been designated SCP-4516-A. SCP-4516-B is the interior of a Dyson sphere, indicated by the binary stars in the middle of the sky, and the curved nature of the world, allowing one to view the perceived top of the sphere from the bottom. A gravitational anomaly pervades the entire structure, making objects behave as they would on Earth, negating the centrifugal forces. It is estimated that the Dyson Sphere has a roughly 16 light minute (287,800,000 Kilometer) diameter. The atmospheric composition of SCP-4516-A is similar to Earth, albeit with slightly higher levels of Neon and lower levels of Argon than baseline. It should also be noted that SCP-4516-A is anomalously stable, showing no signs of orbital decay or seasons related to an area's distance from the sun. SCP-4516-B possesses a noticeably elevated thaumaturgical inclination than Earth, making spells and naturally occuring anomalous abilities much stronger in SCP-4516-B than on baseline Earth. The reverse is also true, as organisms and spells native to SCP-4516-B have less thaumaturgical prowess on Earth than they do in SCP-4516-B. SCP-4516-B possesses an extremely extensive and varied biosphere, with an estimated 1.3 x 1026 indigenous species, although the accuracy of this estimate is presently uncertain. An estimated 87% of all species display some sort of thaumaturgical ability, ranging from teleportation to chronological displacement. The remaining 13% of lifeforms that do not display thaumaturgical abilities are highly specialized lifeforms that are limited to specific environments, typically the deep ocean or highly isolated islands. To date, the architects of SCP-4516-B are unknown. Numerous sapient species and a handful of deities2 have been discovered, although it is believed these are naturally evolved on SCP-4516-B, and not the builders of the structure. Discovery: SCP-4516 was discovered after a group of large humanoid, mammalian beings appear spontaneously in the Bahamas on November 30, 1945. These entities measured seven meters in height, with dark green skin, a single eye, and were armed with crossbows and swords. These entities were intercepted by the Global Occult Coalition and destroyed before the Foundation was aware of the incident. The event was classified as an Anomalous Incident until an identical event occurred on July 9, 1948 in North Korea. Foundation assets were alerted in time and containment is established with a single Foundation fatality. Upon interrogation, SCP-4516-B was discovered, in addition to SCP-4516-1, SCP-4516-3, and SCP-4516-4 based on Foundation records of similar incidents. The entities, collectively classified as SCP-4516-1, were each individually interrogated, and revealed to be colonists from Torak, a citystate within SCP-4516, and were attempting to escape persecution for their religious beliefs. Contact with the entities's government was established and exploration of SCP-4516 began. The humanoids were naturalized in terrestrial law and relocated to various anomalous enclaves, including Three Portlands. The species numbers in 60,000 according the 2017 census. Incident 4516-1: After █ years of negotiation with the Commonwealth of Torak, the state was overtaken by the nearby nation of Forathia due to a combination of border disputes, religious disagreements, and catalyzed by an assassination attempt on the Torakion queen's favorite concubine. The nation of Forathia was much more hostile towards the Foundation than the original Torakian government. This is best shown through the infiltration of the Foundation by a Forathian agent whom is responsible for a containment breach on Site-16, resulting in the death of 892 Foundation personnel and 36 civilians. Following this, the Foundation was temporarily cut off from SCP-4516-1, isolating personnel on the interior from Earth. After three months of no contact, the Gateways were reopened. Foundation assets previously trapped within SCP-4516-1 had apparently worked with Forathian rebels and overthrown their rule, reestablishing the nation of Torak. The nation of Forathia was destroyed in the conflict. Personnel involved were given the Foundation Gold Star for Valor. Exploration of SCP-4516-1 continues. Incident 4516-2: Through exploration of SCP-4516-B, a citystate under the name of Mintarious is encountered. Measuring 18 kilometers wide, Mintarious is inhabited by a species of cat-like quadrupeds measuring two meters at the shoulder. This species is telekinetic and are able to use a very limited form of thaumaturgy. Upon contact, the inhabitants of the citystate had an abrupt socio-religious shift. Foundation personnel apparently resembled the inhabitant's version of angels, and thus believed the Foundation to be holy beings. This quickly degraded however once the inhabitants realized that Foundation personnel have red blood, when their angels bleed purple when injured. This lead to a brief civil war before a massive assault against Foundation forces, the inhabitants believing them to be demons, and the apocalypse upon them. 65% of personnel did not survive. The remaining 35% were forced to retreat into Torak. A siege ensued, which negatively affected the relationship between the Foundation and Torak. Incident 4516-3: Torak, after 19 months of siege, is finally overrun after a tunnel constructed by the Mintarians opens up near the center of the citystate. A mass slaughter ensues, resulting in nearly 100% casualties among Foundation and Torakian forces. The Gateway is sealed immediately. To date, there has been 17 incursions from the other side of SCP-4516, each of which has been successfully repelled. Incident 4516-4: After three years of inactivity from the Exit Point, a Foundation strike force was authorized to enter, in order to assert the current situation in SCP-4516-B. It was quickly ascertained that the forest previously surrounding the Exit Point had been converted into a new nation, called the Mamorthian Empire. This nation is very technologically, socially, and thaumaturgically advanced. The conflict between the Mintarians and Torakians was determined, according to historical records, to have spilled out into the surrounding area and civilizations, enveloping the entire region into a brutal series of wars and unstable alliances, along with religious, species, and ethnic purges. This culminated in a single war between three different alliances. The Gornok Union, the Sorxis, and Morinian Confederacy. The Gornok Union was a collection of highly authoritarian, theocratic states. The Sorxis was a collection of very secular and collectivist nations, and the Morinian Confederacy was an ideologically diverse group of nations which would be too weak otherwise to defend themselves. Rapidly advancing technology and thaumaturgy, which was aided by technology and other materials left behind by Foundation personnel in the years prior ultimately allowed a joint Gornok and Morinian force to destroy the Sorxis alliance. This however, has lead to a military standoff between the theocratic states and the increasingly libertarian Morinian states, with terrorist attacks perpetrated by Sorxis-backed groups against Morinian nations becoming increasingly common, as is immigration from these nations. Footnotes 1. A Gateway differs from Portal in that a Gateway can be closed temporarily, whereas a Portal can only be closed permanently. 2. 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SCP-4517 | safe | The bathtub containing SCP-4517. Contents redacted. Item №: SCP-4517 Containment Level: Safe Special Containment Procedures: The apartment housing SCP-4517 has been purchased by the Foundation and fitted with reinforced doors and windows, as well as internal surveillance. The building's remaining tenants are to be considered a Class-G monitoring priority, and future resident selection is to be weighted in favour of those with no history of paranoia, delusions, or abnormal curiosity. All security footage for the building is to be supplied to RAISA personnel for analysis and archival. Description: SCP-4517 is located in the bathtub of a three-room apartment in Leeds, England. It measures 170 centimetres in length, has a mass of 55 kilograms, and possesses no subjective properties or qualities. While human comprehension of SCP-4517 is obtainable, the only accurate descriptions of it not based on objective measurements refer indirectly to the inability to describe it. Researchers are advised to note that SCP-4517 is not indescribable, as that would allow it to be described as such — rather, it simply does not possess any qualities that are themselves able to be described1. 𝒩ness (as it has been termed by DoMc researchers) is an objective-relative (and presumably ordinarily subjective) quality possessed by all existent entities, quantifiable by comparing the entity in question with SCP-4517, which acts as a baseline with an 𝒩ness of zero. Research into the exact nature of the quality is ongoing. For the purposes of determining how 𝒩 various objects are in relation to the anomaly, Balance.aic2 has been designed to compare live observation of SCP-4517 with assorted photographs, videos, and textual descriptions. Certain pertinent results of this process are included below. Addendum | Balance.aic Output Log (Abridged): Object or entity 𝒩ness Foundation-issue ball-point pen 2.8 Apple (Granny Smith variety) 12 Car (1998 Buick Century, owned by Agent Svenska) 11,300 [REDACTED FOR BREVITY] £10 note 40 Investment portfolio valued at ~£200,000 90,880 Researcher Griffith 22,140,000 Senior Researcher Lester 30,090,000 D-00340 (Former criminal, convicted for repeated arson; experienced pianist) 912,300 D-00341 (Former criminal, convicted for multiple counts of murder) 144,600 [REDACTED FOR BREVITY] Stuffed toy (New, in packaging) 87 Stuffed toy (Recovered from same apartment as SCP-4517, extremely worn; age estimated at >15 years) 2,300 [REDACTED FOR BREVITY] Damien Pisk (Last known resident of the apartment housing SCP-4517) 0 Langdon Pisk (Mathematician and brother of the aforementioned, formerly working at Durham University, England) COMPARISON REJECTED; INTEGER OVERFLOW Footnotes 1. For further details on the nuances of this property, Foundation personnel are advised to contact Director Eli Forkley, current head of the Department of Miscommunications (DoMc). 2. A Gen (I) Artificial Intelligence Construct extrapolated from the 8-Ball framework. |
SCP-4518 | safe | close Info X "Retroactive Reaper" by stoner99 I encourage you to read more of my works here: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/stoner99-author-page Item #: SCP-4518 Special Containment Procedures: A fence has been erected for the purpose of preventing entry into SCP-4518. Civilians attempting to enter SCP-4518 are to be detained, amnesticized, and released. Description: SCP-4518 is an anomalous structure located at the end of the Old Halloway Boardwalk in San Francisco, California. SCP-4518 consists of a narrow tunnel passageway containing 207 posters for missing children — primarily between the ages of 6-12 — who disappeared from January 1st, 1975 to December 31st, 1999. Individuals who traverse SCP-4518 have reported inexplicable feelings of dread, somberness, or a sensation likened to "falling off the edge of the world". SCP-4518-1 is a Class-I spectral entity1 residing at the end of SCP-4518, resembling a young child of indeterminate age, sex, or ethnicity. SCP-4518 displays symptoms of advanced depersonalization, often providing vague, unusual, or mystifying responses to attempts at interview. SCP-4518-1 is otherwise unremarkable. Addendum: Interview attempt After reviewing this document's supplementary materials during an unrelated research project, Dr. Elizabeth Espinoza — then serving as Deputy Director of the Department of Spectral Affairs — requested to speak with SCP-4518-1. Due to Dr. Espinoza's position within the DoSA, this request was granted. The following encounter was recorded shortly thereafter, and has been transcribed verbatim. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Espinoza: Hello. SCP-4518-1 turns to Dr. Espinoza. SCP-4518-1: You… Dr. Espinoza: (Laughter) Well, that was fast. SCP-4518-1: I don't understand. Dr. Espinoza: I saw his face on one of the posters. Read the fil— well, I suppose you wouldn't know what that is. At any rate, it didn't take long to put two and two together. (Pausing) Is… is he still in there? SCP-4518-1: Yes. I see things clearly, now. Silence. SCP-4518-1: You were playing a game. He ran off into the woods. You searched for him all night. When you told your mother what had happened, men with badges and blue uniforms came. You told them… no, that's not right. Silence. SCP-4518-1: He never ran off, did he? Dr. Espinoza: What? SCP-4518-1: It was you. SCP-4518-1 approaches Dr. Espinoza. SCP-4518-1: It was always supposed to be you. Dr. Espinoza: Uh… I don't— I mean, I think… I think we've gotten off on the wrong foot here. I never— I mean, I just… I wanted to… SCP-4518-1: Liar. Dr. Espinoza is lost. [END LOG] File Update: As of 4/24/2022, SCP-4518 now contains only 206 missing person posters. No individual by the name of "Dr. Elizabeth Espinoza" has ever been employed by the Foundation. Further investigation is ongoing. Footnotes 1. Colloquially known as a ghost. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4518" by stoner99, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4518. 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-4519 | keter | SCP-4519: Carl Sagan, Godhead Authors: NatVoltaic and Lt Flops This article is Part 3 of Team Nico's Angels' SAPPHIRE series for the 2019 International GOI Contest! More by these authors: NatVoltaic Lt Flops Sources Carl Sagan Photo – CC BY 2.0 Amundsen-Scott Station – CC BY 2.0 Qinghai Province Attack – CC BY-SA 4.0 Carl Sagan Wikipedia Page Critters and beta readers Dramps Weryllium psychicprogrammer Uncle Nicolini Ziakial ValidClay KindlyTurtleClem ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 4519 Level3 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: amida Risk Class: warning link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4519 remains under the control of SAPPHIRE and, because of its long-range nature, its location is unknown.1 As identification of its location is still in progress, no direct action can be taken against the anomaly for the time being. Current procedures are focused on limiting the impact of SCP-4519-A and SAPPHIRE-related attacks on worldwide normalcy. Widespread psionics incidents are to be subject to heavy disinformation campaigns, including ones directed at paranormal communities. Decreases in religious belief are to be attributed to schisms within the religious institutions in question. Attacks by SAPPHIRE will be handled similarly. 2019/05/04 UPDATE OPERATION: MENDAX SWITCH has been organized. Refer to Addendum 4519.3 for further information. Photograph of Carl Sagan, taken before his death and subsequent decapitation (hover to enlarge). Description: SCP-4519 is the severed head of American astronomer Carl Edward Sagan, in use as a global antireligious weapon system by Group of Interest #0051 "SAPPHIRE".2 Limited information on the anomaly exists; known details are that the head is being stored within a glass jar filled with preservative solutions, connected to a device which enables cognitive functions. The involvement of spectral and psionic phenomena is suspected. The head generates a field of an undetermined nature (designated SCP-4519-A), presumed to either encompass the entire planet or shift in position over landmasses periodically. On exposure to SCP-4519-A, individuals belonging to anomalous religious organizations will grow progressively doubtful of their beliefs, reaching points where they either reject these beliefs or are rendered comatose. In the latter cases, the individuals awaken after one to three days, and on a consistent basis, claim to have realized "the error in their ways" when pressed.3 Since April 2019, SAPPHIRE has used SCP-4519 to launch attacks against adherents of religious Groups of Interest. In most cases, SAPPHIRE will raze religious sites and key locations before proceeding to loot any available anomalous artifacts. The motives behind these raids are unclear. How SAPPHIRE developed the object is inconclusive. The degree to which SCP-4519's current cognitive functions mirror those of Carl Sagan before his death is considered low. Addendum 4519.1 HISTORY AND INVESTIGATION On December 21, 1996, at 9:31 AM, mortuary technicians failed to locate the late Carl Sagan's cadaver at the Fred Hutchinson Research Center, where it was placed in cold storage the previous night. Instead, technicians discovered a life-sized doll, mimicking Sagan's likeness, filled with interstellar particulate matter and trace amounts of metallic hydrogen. In early 2000, the Department of Analytics became aware of recent SAPPHIRE mobilization. This primarily involved the movement of SAPPHIRE forces into China — an area with little-to-no past SAPPHIRE action — and the emergence of novel Carl Sagan lectures being given by Tibet-local Buddhist monastic orders, despite Sagan's demise four years prior. Agent Adrien Daniau was dispatched to the region to infiltrate SAPPHIRE under the guise of a group researcher. With assistance from covert cybernetic implants and Analytics personnel, he was able to gather files on what would later become designated as SCP-4519. The following documents were transmitted by Daniau to the Foundation: Document I: SAPPHIRE Memo Memo to ZIRCON Mathieu Gardinier February 10th, 2000 As of yesterday, my team received the shipment of the body. It was in the same condition as was requested, and based on the crystal formation within his eyes, the mind-reinforcing bath your SPIRALs4 set up worked well. Heck, we could still smell that "ethereal decay" stench that I remember pervaded the bath when I went to see it. I even had one of our SPIRALs stick his semi-physical head into the liquid — he claimed it "tasted like crying salt." When I asked him what that meant he told me it was good. A slate of pure logic was ready for us. So, with all this said, I have one simple question to ask: Why does this man's corpse still have life in it? No, I don't simply mean the mind and logic. A life. When we woke him, we were not greeted by statements of universal truth. Instead, there were screams about why his vision looked like kaleidoscopes, why his body was numb, why his mouth tasted copper. He panicked further when I told him of our organization's goals. I had to cover my ears when we lopped off the Core of Intellect from the body. I had to squeeze even harder when the lungs lost connection. Our Sagan may be pure but Rationality needs injecting, and the hard edges of Irrationality need trimming. Your bath failed to accomplish either of those goals. If the baths are as much of a single-performance procedure as they are said to be, then this has set us back by years. If not years, longer. Expect further questions when I visit your offices tomorrow, Gardinier. I hope you have answers. From, ZIRCON Winoc Merle When in doubt, doubt. Document II: Covert Recording AUDIO LOG DATE RECEIVED: April 9, 2000 NOTE: Agent Daniau recorded the following log in secret during a procedure on Sagan's cadaver. Some portions of the recording have been translated from French. Most of the recording is filled with intermittent background static. [BEGIN LOG] [Agent Daniau turns on the recording device in secret; clothing rustles.] Carl Sagan (?): [Voice distorted, slurred.] Babbling and maaake-believe, that's all you and your pseudo-scientists kn-kn-know. There is no more pain for me, but, this, deception… Ignorance in your words. What shame– Unidentified Voice 1: [In English, untranslated.] If we would not tap into the power that your mind brings, who would? Who? [Pause.] Your brain would now be worm shit. Unidentified Voice 2: He's connected. Carl Sagan (?): This is your mistake. [Mumbling.] Voice 1: Where's the preservative fluid now? Voice 2: Core of Intellect's absorbed it. Hang on. [Pause.] There we go, it's filling back up. [Gnashing of teeth is audible.] Carl Sagan (?): Your mist– [Shouting.] Further and further beyond the quasar spins faster and faster at the edge of time, pushing and pulling– Voice 1: He's not taking it well. We're at 300ccs, turn the energy up already. Voice 2: It's up. Carl Sagan (?): And pushing and pulling and pulling– [A large scraping sound dominates the playback. Metal rattles on metal. Static increases.] Voice 2: The meter's full. Start transferring the consciousness. ZIRCON Winoc Merle: [Distant.] Are you feeling the subconscious floe escape? The brain's own Rationality fuels this extrasensory movement. When you see him in your head, you'll know it's doing its job. [Long pause.] The machine's powered up, yes? Voice 2: Yes, it's working. ZIRCON Winoc Merle: [Distant.] His consciousness is already evaporating. Morsels of intellect are already lost. You haven't turned it high enough! The machine can handle a lot more than this. We cannot waste the preservative. Voice 2: Sir– ZIRCON Winoc Merle: [Yelling.] Do it! [Sounds of bone chafing against bone. A wet thud. Crunching.] Carl Sagan (?): [Screaming.] Emissions shoot out across countless dying stars, a young alien civilization discovering radio waves for the first time, crushed beneath several trillion trillion tons of hydrogen, the cries of a few hundred million dying mothers and their kin, echoing like microphone feedback, flattened into dust, redshifting into the deep, deeper, deeper, deeper– [A high screeching sound emits at a deafening volume. The SAPPHIRE agents shout over the noise, incomprehensible.] [END LOG] Document III: Internal Correspondence COMMUNICATIONS LOG DATE RECEIVED: June 1, 2006 NOTE: Agent Daniau infiltrated SAPPHIRE for approximately six years until his disappearance in mid-2006. After a month lapse without communication, IntSCPFN received his final correspondence in full — alongside foreign information, suggesting a SAPPHIRE hijacking. [BEGIN LOG] Agent Daniau: They moved the head again. The site isn't mapped by any GPS, just like the last one. COMMAND: Noted. Tell us about SCP-4519. You said you were close when they last tested it. Agent Daniau: Yeah, I was there. They needed to work the kinks out on a single target before they'd risk it on a group again. Remember, the intent's not just to terrorize, it's to convert them. So they made us test it on someone more… [Pause.] COMMAND: Adrien, are you still there? Agent Daniau: Someone more fragile. COMMAND: Fragile? Agent Daniau: Yeah– No, it's fine. Sorry, I'll have to make this quick. COMMAND: Be as brief as you'd like. Agent Daniau: Alright. They needed someone indoctrinated, like a kid. So we brought in a girl; she couldn't've been more than eight or nine. I didn't know where she was from — nobody but the EMERALDs5 had the privilege to know that. COMMAND: And her religious beliefs? Agent Daniau: Traditional Chinese folk religion. It's rare but it's not something you'll miss here in the countryside. COMMAND: Continue. Agent Daniau: She needed to speak before and after the de-conversion. That way, they could get a read on her beliefs. She wouldn't talk unless someone was there with her, so they ordered me to bring her to a remote site in the mountains. Maybe… A kilometer from the head? We talked about her grandmother, who passed away three weeks before then. But the two were never that close because they lived hours away and spoke different dialects. She said she didn't — or rather couldn't — miss her grandmother, because she hardly even knew her. [Pause.] She told me her grandmother's presence was with her wherever she went. She was even with her in that room. I'll admit: I felt something. So, my fellow researchers told me the head would focus on anything with Irrationality. Yeah, it's bullshit, I know. But the point is, it would protect me, but it wouldn't protect her. COMMAND: What was the testing like? Agent Daniau: I wasn't told when the test started, but I knew when it did because the room was shaking. Okay, it wasn't actually, but my brain was. That's silly, I know, but the head targeted me, even though I wasn't the target. And I knew it targeted her because she started screaming. She was screaming about her ancestors coming out of her head, berating and attacking her. They were flooding her with information about the expanse of the universe, and how utterly insignificant she was, to the countryside and world around her. I'll be straight with you: I thought she was having a fever dream, until I felt what she felt. COMMAND: Hold on. What did you feel? Agent Daniau: I felt… Like someone lifted the cloth from my inhibitions. It was like getting drunk, but without the loss of motor functions. COMMAND: Adrien, we'll need to do a remote coghaz assessment to check for– Agent Daniau: No, no, that won't be necessary. I'm not under any memetic compulsion; I'm merely relaying my experience. COMMAND: Understood. And the girl? Agent Daniau: The damage's already done. They took her ancestors from her. You can't just take that away from someone, especially not a child. [Short pause.] I think that's everything. COMMAND: Agent Daniau, thank you for the report. Get back to us if you note anything suspicious. Agent Daniau: Of course. [After the final message, Agent Daniau failed to contact Command for roughly 500 hours, at which point he was contacted by remote AIC.] Simurgh.aic: Life signs could not be detected. Agent Daniau, please state your personalized memetic ID phrase. Simurgh.aic: Agent Daniau, are you there? Please state your personalized memetic ID phrase. Simurgh.aic: Agent Daniau, state your personalized memetic ID phrase immediately. Simurgh.aic: Adrien, please respond. ▶ ROGUE COMMUNIQUÉ DETECTED, CLICK TO VIEW CONTENT ▲ Viewing secured UNKNOWN: We see you, Foundation. Your knight is in our hands now. Simurgh.aic: COGNITOHAZARD DETECTED, SESSION AUTOMATICALLY TERMINATED. [END LOG] Addendum 4519.2 REDISCOVERY The Amundsen–Scott South Pole Station, c. 2018. On April 21, 2019, theological engineers operating the Brennan Thaumometric Satellite registered a record loss in global Akiva radiation levels. This followed a 4-month trend in declining religious fervor worldwide. At the same time, scientists in and around the Amundsen–Scott South Pole Station detected a vibration of an unknown source with a frequency of 7 Hz. 13 hours elapsed; after scientists recorded the phenomenon and played it back, they attested to hearing laughter with the same timbre as the late Carl Sagan. Similar laughter was reported in worldwide universities and similar areas with a high population of educated persons. Following a series of SAPPHIRE attacks in Southwestern China, Foundation clairvoyant Samara Maclear6 received a premonition and feelings of prolonged dread. Maclear claimed Carl Sagan was attempting contact with her. Expressing intentions to investigate,7 Maclear initiated a ritual psychic procedure, documented as follows. Personnel Event Report TEXT LOG PERSONNEL: Agent Samara Maclear EQUIPMENT: 35mg Dimethyltryptamine (DMT). A silver thaumic protection chamber. A positive disposition. NOTE: The following was recorded in Agent Maclear's dream journal. I entered the protective chamber and sat down. The ritual called for inhaling the dose all at once if I was to go in and get what I needed fast. I mean, I was excited; who wouldn't want a chat with Carl fucking Sagan? I inhaled. I saw a shimmering fire. It budded, blossomed, swirling up my chest and twisting out of my mouth. Bitterness, stinging. It folded over and stretched through itself into a hundred permutations, each vying for a modicum of my memory. I heard his laughter in every cardinal direction. I felt the rising cackle of a chimp on pure ecstasy, or a swelling orchestral hit, echoing in faraway feedback loops. But he wasn't here, or at least I couldn't see him. The fire ate through a thousand colors — pigments that didn't exist or had yet to be discovered. Its grateful dance sprouted into a pale deer-like creature with tusks and bony protrusions. It grew old and young and shrugged its shoulders to the ceiling. Its naked body gave off odors of rot and soot. It unwrapped its spindly limbs, unraveling countless crystal kaleidoscopes into my scowl. His laughter was behind me. I swung around. The Wendigo's nude back arched in front of me, beckoning at the familiar vantablack gates I always see in my dreams. The hands of the dead gripped the gates shut, denying passage even to the wildebeest. I collapsed. The beast's dry skin flayed back and Carl Edward Sagan rose from the chrysalis. He stared at me. Expression blank. Face gaunt. Sagging, lifeless eyes. A miserable look. I think I asked him what was wrong, but my words were butterflies, darting from between my lips, striking him like arrows. He crouched, unmoving. His mouth was shut, but still, he spoke, carving images and words upon my eyelids. He told me that the time was near. That the unbelievers were approaching; or that they were already here; or that they had always been here, with malice and hubris and hate. I crawled forward. He receded back. Twice, thrice, ten times as fast. His rotting face dangled. The gates opened into a laboratory. The equipment was dated: 1980s, at least. The lab itself was older still, with stone walls and decaying floors. Unbelievers stood in throngs. They weren't moving. At the back of the room sat Carl Sagan's decapitated head, floating in a translucent sapphire holding tank. I reached out. My arm stretched, fifty feet away. He spoke. He was in a keyless prison, he said, and they had cooped up his mind like livestock. He didn't want to continue on. He wanted a release. A return to stardust. We finally touched, or so I thought. A glassy veil seized me. He told me to come. To find him. I clawed, whisking the veil like soap, and it latched onto my arm. I jolted back, arm receding, and my body grew. The room shrunk beneath me — a discarded dollhouse, behind hallways and retaining walls, pastures, trees, and cliffs. A violet shroud choked the world. There was brown and gray and bloody red: A village. A rural area — Nepalese? Tibetan? Perhaps Manchurian? A chain of mountains shrunk into pebbles. Distant crowds screamed, and then they were ants, by the millions. The translucent blue punctured under my weight. I fell through the clouds and landed back into myself. After allegedly channeling with Carl Sagan, Maclear worked with global positioning personnel to narrow Sagan's location down to an approximate area. By April 26, the rural mountainous slopes of Qinghai Province, China were selected as the most likely location, prompting mobilization to that area. Addendum 4519.3 UPDATES Aftermath of a SAPPHIRE attack on a religious site. SCP-4519 has been used by SAPPHIRE in a series of assaults against the Huǒjù zhi Zi occult organization.8 Alongside highly organized attacks on Huǒjù zhi Zi temples, mass numbers of group adherents have abruptly lost their beliefs, claiming to be "enlightened" while repeating quotes from Carl Sagan. Non-human anomalies connected to the group have also been impacted, with SCP-1428 having entered a coma and SCP-2995 erratically decreasing and increasing in gravitational strength.9 This poses a severe shift in SCP-4519-A, from affecting only human minds to having the potential to affect all sentient life. In addition, undercover agents within other occult groups have reported phenomena similar to SCP-4519-A occurring, leading to widespread panic and anger towards SAPPHIRE. Isolated incidents of non-anomalous religious adherents losing their beliefs are being investigated for connections. On April 27, Agent Daniau was found by personnel stationed in Sichuan Province, China. Daniau was garbed in a blue and white robe, designed to restrain his hands behind his back, with defaced Foundation armor strapped onto both arms in such a way as to further restrain movement. At the time of discovery, Daniau was suffering from severe dehydration and malnourishment, with damage to his clothing indicating a long duration of time spent in the wilderness. Below are recordings taken of his speech soon after recovery. No, you… You don't get it. He's everywhere. They pushed that head to its breaking point and before it could explode they wrapped it tight around the world… One of the nails went through my head. Tried to tug it out but… It's there. It's there, it's there all right. No… That girl kept crying and I couldn't do anything about it. Wouldn't let me forget it. Or doubt it. They wrapped his face tight over us, after all. No, Cosmos is still mapping out our path in the sky. There's a spiderweb and we're the starstuff in its linings. Agent Daniau subsequently entered a vegetative state. Psychic procedures performed by Agent Maclear have, in all cases, observed Daniau sitting in a dark room in front of a CRT television containing Carl Sagan trapped within, banging his fists against the screen. As of May 4, OPERATION: MENDAX SWITCH has been launched. Mobile Task Force Alpha-10 ("Extraordinary Evidence") is being assembled to carry out counteroffensive measures against SAPPHIRE, intended to locate the facility SCP-4519 is stored in and neutralize the anomaly. Networks of combat forces in China have been mobilized, and all sites in the region are under Level-IV (High Alert) status. A non-zero risk of a Shin-Sophist "Global Religious Dissolution" Scenario exists at this time. Footnotes 1. The region has been narrowed down to within mainland China; surveillance and scouting measures have been increased in this area. 2. A para-terrorist organization aiming to discredit theistic beliefs and destabilize religious institutions. Refer to the SAPPHIRE Dossier for further information. 3. Reports of hallucinating Carl Sagan's face are common as well, though this is not seen as abnormal by the exposed individuals. 4. SAPPHIRE operatives that possess anomalous abilities. 5. Undercover SAPPHIRE operatives that infiltrate different organizations for espionage. 6. A psionic specialist on contract with various task forces, most recently Mobile Task Force η-33. 7. In accordance with Protocol DARK RAVEN, which calls for reviewing psychic leads upon being received. 8. Also known as the Children of the Torch. The group's religious beliefs focus on the worship of avian entities and the Sun, which is given a deific status. 9. Cover-ups for the abrupt faults in SCP-2995-1 and the ensuing damage to surrounding civilian centers are underway. « Chimes Broken | ACT I: GENESIS | Coming Soon… » |
SCP-4520 | keter | Item #: SCP-4520 Special Containment Procedures: While SCP-4520 is typically docile there is potential for the instance to roll a high number on its dice repeatedly and escape. Interaction with SCP-4520 is to be kept to a minimum, and SCP-4520 is not to receive silverware with its meals. Meal trays are to be made of styrofoam, to prevent improvisation of weaponry. At least one staff member is to monitor SCP-4520's dice to sound an alarm, in the event of high rolls. Due to recent containment breaches, new security measures have been added. SCP-4520's cell is to have no less than seven steel sliding doors, only able to be opened from the outside, to reduce the likelihood of another containment breach. SCP-4520 is also to receive counseling for depression and anxiety relating to his situation. Description: SCP-4520 is humanoid, and resembles an adult male in its late 20s. SCP-4520 claims to be a "high elf", but DNA evidence suggests that it is entirely human. SCP-4520 has not shown any visible signs of aging. Its appearance has no extremely recognizable qualities, other than having bright red hair and having a larger build than many of his age. SCP-4520 has a large, glowing die above his head, which floats a meter above it at all times. Only SCP-4520 is able to interact with this die, but the die will always move to be visible and tends to not phase through solid material when it can be avoided. By default, the die is twenty-sided, but the die can change, seemingly by the will of SCP-4520. When the dice are rolled, a number is displayed above the last used die, corresponding to the number rolled. These die modify the actions of SCP-4520. Typically, a twenty-sided die will instantaneously be rolled, whenever SCP-4520 attacks something. These dice give SCP-4520 anomalous abilities, such as being able to heal extremely quickly when sleeping, the ability to speak a modified form of Welsh, and various other effects, based on its rolls. SCP-4520's abilities typically depend on how high he rolls his die, with several anomalous effects occurring in this respect (See Addendum 4520.1). SCP-4520 cannot complete most actions without first rolling one or more dice. SCP-4520's dice appear to modify probability to standardized sets of numbers. SCP-4520 has no ability to affect the outcome of the die, and the results rely on the number rolled. Typically, high numbers lead to better results, while lower numbers tend to lead SCP-4520 to fail an action, or perform said action weakly. The twenty-sided die tends to affect basic "luck", especially in relation to whether or not SCP-4520 is able to successfully complete an action, while the four-sided die affects how much force is added or detracted from its strength. SCP-4520 does not typically speak when not spoken to, but occasionally mutters sentences about "not breaking character." It refuses to elaborate on these slips. Addendum 4520.1: Testing Logs These tests detail the anomalous effects of SCP-4520, and its dice. The term 1d20+1 indicates a twenty-sided die, rolled one time, with an added due to a modifier in the conditions indicated as +1. Die One Die Two Dice Values Event Description 1d20 1d4 17, 2 SCP-4520 punches a punching bag, with about 1000 newtons of force. 1d20 1d4 13, 4 SCP-4520 punches a punching bag, this time breaking it open. The force of the punch is estimated at about 2000 newtons. 1d20 N/A (Fails first roll) 4 SCP-4520 is now wearing weighted boxing gloves. It misses the new punching bag. 1d20 2d4+1 20, 9 (5+4) A green 20 illuminates above the die. SCP-4520 performs two extremely fast punches, which send the punching bag off of its hinges, and crushes Researcher Jacobson against the back wall. Jacobson suffers heavy injuries but is expected to live. 1d20 N/A 9 A dodgeball is launched at SCP-4520, who almost manages to catch it but is hit square in the stomach, and doubles over. 1d20 N/A (Fails first roll) 1 SCP-4520 appears to be angry, and grabs a ball from the ground, and launches it at the window where the researchers are watching. A red "one" appears above the die and it trips, knocking its head on the ground and concussing it. 1d20 2d4 20, 8 (4, 4) In an unscheduled event, SCP-4520 rolls a green twenty and does two quick punches into the door in his cell, breaking the door off of its hinges. SCP-4520 breaches containment. 1d20 1d4 17, 4 Two Site Security members attempt to stop SCP-4520 with taser rods. SCP-4520 punches the first one on the side of the head, knocking him out. 1d20 N/A 20 The second guard seems to be frightened, so he pulls out his gun and attempts to intimidate SCP-4520 back into its cell. When SCP-4520 continues to approach, the guard shoots. SCP-4520 dodges in such a way that the bullet ricocheted off of the remains of the metal door, back into the head of the guard, killing him. 1d20 N/A (Fails first roll) 4 SCP-4520 attempts to punch the second door open, and misses. 1d20 N/A (Fails first roll) 1 SCP-4520 attempts to kick the door down and manages to shatter his leg. Site Security detains it and gives it medical attention, before placing him into a new cell. Supplementary Logs of Critical Successes and Fails – hide block Addendum 4520.2: This log details the most prominent and eclectic anomalous effects when SCP-4520 rolls a "one" or a "twenty" on its twenty-sided die. Some examples of said anomalous effects are listed below. Die One Die Two Dice Values Event Description 1d20 N/A 1 Subject was instructed to observe an orange. SCP-4520 insisted that the fruit in question was an apple, before falling on its face and going temporarily blind. Subject regained sight approximately five minutes after this roll. 1d20 N/A 20 SCP-4520 stared intently at the orange, muttered the hexadecimal value for the exact shade of orange (#ffae19), stated the weight of the orange to four decimal places, and counted the exact number of molecules in the orange. 1d20 N/A 20 Subject was instructed to conceal self to Foundation personnel. Subject entirely vanished and was unable to be picked up on any camera or monitor. Monitoring of an infrared camera showed the subject quickly modifying its own body temperature to exactly match its surroundings, including fluctuations of temperature in the surroundings. Subject reappeared in the darkest corner of the room. 1d20 N/A 1 Subject was repeatedly instructed to conceal itself until a one was rolled. When a one was rolled, Foundation personnel found themselves unable to stop looking at SCP-4520. Personnel not in the immediate vicinity were also affected, and most site personnel entered the room to look at SCP-4520. 1d20 N/A 20 Subject was asked to complete an obstacle course. SCP-4520 jumped off of the ground and bounced off of several walls, clearing the entire obstacle course within fifteen seconds. Structural damage was observed in the areas in which the instance jumped or bounced, due to extreme amounts of force applied. 1d20 N/A 1 SCP-4520 fell on its face and broke its nose on the first hurdle. Addendum 4520.3: Interview with SCP-4520 Jacobson: Hello, SCP-4520. How is your leg doing? SCP-4520: You know damn well! I will crush all of you with the force of my magic! I will… uh… smite you all? Jacobson: Yes, I am quite familiar with your smiting. SCP-4520: Ah yes, you are the foul "researcher" whom I crushed with the punching ba- I mean, mysterious red bag of sand! That was the best day I have had at this foul facility. Jacobson: Well, I am glad my suffering brought you some enjoyment. Now, onto the questions. What are those dice above your head? SCP-4520: What the hell, Megan? Why are they talking about the dice? Is this one of those weird experimental sessions you love so much? Jacobson: Who is this "Megan"? SCP-4520: Nice try but it's not funny anymore, can you please DM a little better? Do you want me to feel immersed or not? You can't say they can see me rolling dice and also try to say that you aren't doing dialogue. That's not how the system works. Jacobson: Uhh… SCP-4520: Megan, take off the headgear, we need to talk about this. SCP-4520: This isn't funny, take it off! SCP-4520: Megan? Researcher's Notes: SCP-4520's disposition has notably worsened after this interview. It has stopped talking to researchers, only occasionally muttering to, and about, somebody named "Megan". 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SCP-4521 | safe | Item #: SCP-4521 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4521 is to be kept in Site-551's Bioterrarium and only accessible by personnel with Level 2 clearance or higher. Additionally, attempts are to be made daily in an attempt to provoke vocalizations from SCP-4521. Description: SCP-4521 is a Douglas fir tree with abnormal shape and leaves. SCP-4521 was discovered within God's Silence, Oregon after reports of an "ear piercing silence" from within the tree's vicinity. Amnestics were administered, and SCP-4521 was transported by implanted Foundation agents to Site-551. Currently, SCP-4521's anomalous property is that it is incapable of screaming. No apparatuses are found on SCP-4521 that allow it to scream, and attempting to create one has been met with failure (see testing log). Attempts are being made to provoke screaming within SCP-4521. No memetic or cognitohazardous phenomena originate from or affect SCP-4521. Multiple attempts using several other anomalies have been made to detect any screaming, but no screaming was detected. Test Log: The following are attempts made by on-site personnel to eliminate SCP-4521's anomalous ability. Test 1: Carve a mouth on SCP-4521. Outcome: Several holes were placed upon SCP-4521 using a chainsaw. No screaming appears to emanate from these holes. Test 2: Use an extremely hot branding iron to imprint the word "SLAVE" onto the base of the tree. Outcome: No screaming detected. Brand disappeared within 2 days time. Test 3: Place multiple species of spiders upon SCP-4521's base. Outcome: No screaming detected. Approximately 30% continued to stay on the tree. 50% of the spiders that stayed burrowed further into the tree. No screaming was detected during this time. Test 4: Take a tree that is genetically similar/related to SCP-4521, and slowly destroy it in a close radius around it. Outcome: Tree successfully destroyed over the course of 28 hours. No screaming detected. Test 5: Take a tree that is genetically similar/related to SCP-4521, and [REDACTED]. Outcome: [REDACTED BY REQUEST OF ETHICS COMMITTEE]. No screaming detected. Test 6: Use a D-Class personnel under the effects of mnestics in the event that SCP-4521's screaming is antimemetic. Outcome: No screaming detected. Test 7: Attempt to communicate with SCP-4521. Outcome: See attached audio file. AUDIO FILE: FILE-4521 INTERVIEW [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Hanz: Uh… hello, SCP-4521. Can you hear me? Silence Dr. Hanz: Did you say something? Silence Dr. Hanz: Oh, that was my imagination. I'm sorry. Silence Dr. Hanz: Listen… do you want to talk? Do you have something on your mind? Just let it out. Silence Dr. Hanz: Come on, it's not healthy to bottle up, You can tell me, I'm friendly. Silence Dr. Hanz: D-do you not have a reason to… you know… Silence Dr. Hanz: I do hope those thoughts in your head are doing you well, but they need to be let out. This is for your own good, I promise. Don't worry about making too much noise, I don't mind. Silence Dr. Hanz: Can you hear me? Can you even hear me while you're trapped in your mind? Can you see me through the foggy, muddy waters that are your eyes? Silence Dr. Hanz: Come on, the deafening silence is killing me! If you don't want to speak, or at least scream, the tests will continue. It's only healthy. Silence Dr. Hanz: P-please! You're scaring me! Silence Dr. Hanz: Y-you know… when I was a kid, I… I assaulted a kid. I took a bike lock and crushed his skull in. It went on for 6 minutes before being stopped by one of his friends, who I also clocked in the head. I went down the street, and I saw this lady. She fell off her bike. It was the same bike I stole the bike lock from. Silence Dr. Hanz: I took that bike, cut it up into several small, tingly pieces, and fed her the bike, over the course of several hours. She just laid there with her broken leg, and her stomach eventually ruptured. The black ooze that dripped from her stomach indicated that someone might have called the cops, so I went home, and locked my room. Do you want to know what I did? Silence Dr. Hanz: I screamed. I opened my mouth and let out the largest roar that was trapped at the bottom of my lungs. All those wasted opportunities, all those memories, fading away as the calming ring of my torn voice box filled the room. And look where I ended up! I got a doctorate and I'm working for one of the best organizations on Earth. It's not too late! Silence Dr. Hanz: Or… you haven't felt that thrill yet, haven't you. Typical. Outcasts like you, born in some random remote part of Siberia, no other individual in sight. You're too weak to impress anyone, so you just stay by yourself. I see your game. Silence Dr. Hanz: But I can help you! You need to scream! Silence Dr. Hanz: You need to scream! You need to scream! You need to scream! Dr. Hanz proceeds to say the exact same phrase for 37 hours before being escorted out by onsite guards in order to prevent death by dehydration. After waking from a short 4 hour nap, Dr. Hanz promised that he "will not stop until this tree finally screams." Testing is to continue. [END LOG] ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4521" by Westrin, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4521. 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-4522 | safe | Note: This document was originally compiled by the Chinese Foundation Branch. As such, many Chinese characters and phrases will be found throughout as to keep the document as accurate as possible. Loose definitions will be supplied when deemed necessary. Item#: 4522 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: notice link to memo Early 19th century gouache painting by a foreign Japanese visitor thought to be of SCP‑4522‑MQ. Special Containment Procedures: A perimeter of two kilometers is maintained atop the mountains surrounding SCP‑4522‑BT. A base camp with a minimum of two researchers1 are stationed within the perimeter. The Chinese Branch Researcher is tasked with maintaining continued communication between the Foundation and the inhabitants of SCP‑4522‑BT. Special access to SCP‑4522‑BT is permitted to personnel meeting the following conditions: The personnel is deemed unnecessary to the continued containment of SCP‑4522. The personnel is not aware of the anomalous properties of SCP‑4522‑PH. The personnel has not read this document. Description: SCP‑4522 consists of the following: SCP‑4522‑BT2 A village located within the western Chinese Kunlun mountains, near the Tibetan border. Surrounded on all sides by mountains, SCP‑4522‑BT is largely inaccessible. All paths and buildings within SCP‑4522‑BT form sequentially larger rings around the center point, filling all available space within the valley, approximately 2.6 sq. km. The village is of moderate size, estimated to be populated by 315 individuals as of 11 April 2019, and is indicative of other similar 自然村落3 found in remote, rural areas of China. Despite SCP‑4522‑BT's elevation (measured at 3.6km above sea level,) the location experiences weather indicative of subtropical rain forests. SCP‑4522‑MQ4 Referring to the individuals inhabiting SCP‑4522‑BT, the villagers appear identical to the stump‑tailed macaque, often found in the subtropical forests of South Asia. Satellite imagery has shown the village to consist entirely of these individuals and directional audio recordings have gleaned minimal data. However, it can be confirmed that the majority of SCP-4522-MQ instances speak using Guānhuà5 and display intelligence similar to that of an adult human. Only a single individual has been interacted with, one known as the 村長, or "Village Head." The Village Head is consistently the first member of the village encountered by any sentient being that approaches SCP‑4522‑BT. Access to the village may only be granted by the Village Head, and is otherwise inaccessible.6 A record of this interaction can be found in Addendum 4522-A. If deemed "玉"7 by the Village Head, the individual will be capable of entering. If deemed "玉不琢"8 the individual will be immediately compelled to leave the valley by any means. Following this, the individual will display selective amnesia related to all topics and events pertaining to SCP‑4522. SCP‑4522‑PH9 Only surviving photo of SCP-4522-PH. A Prunus persica tree10 of increased size centrally located within SCP‑4522‑BT. The fruit produced by SCP‑4522‑PH displays a number of anomalous properties. Consumption of the fruit will result in either the perceived enhancement or suppression of any anomalous properties possessed by an individual. This has also been shown to result in both the possible development and removal of anomalous abilities in certain individuals. At the time of writing, no tests have been performed directly by the Foundation in regards to these items. All known effects have been recorded from seized IJAMEA reports. All attempts to plant the pits of the fruit taken from SCP‑4522‑PH have resulted in non‑anomalous Prunus persica trees. Discovery: The existence of SCP-4522 has been known to the Foundation since the seizing of IJAMEA records by the Foundation branch following the conclusion of the Second Sino-Japanese War in 1945. Artistic depictions and written descriptions of SCP-4522-MQ and SCP-4522-PH are numerous and are known to the general population of the region as mythical figures. However, the quantity and the consistency of these depictions and descriptions led Foundation Researchers to theorize the existence of SCP-4522 prior to 1945. The first recorded physical discovery of SCP-4522 occurred on 20 June 1941 by an IJAMEA lead operative, Officer Numata Ichiyo. Numata had been tasked with exploring the Kunlun mountains in order to locate SCP-4522. Officer Numata was accompanied by four other subordinates, all of which were present for its discovery. A record of Numata Ichiyo's interactions was located in seized IJAMEA records and can be found in Addendum 4522-A. Addendum 4522-A: IJAMEA Discovery The following is a written description by IJAMEA lead operative Officer Numata Ichiyo of his discovery of SCP-4522. According to following reports, this is the only instance of a IJAMEA agent being allowed access to SCP-4522-BT, despite multiple efforts. ▼ Click to confirm credentials ▼ ▲ Hide Addendum ▲ 秘敵‑FORM Report of Anomalous Activity Within Enemy Lines Compiled by Shireikan11 Numata Ichiyo Division Foreign Investigation Date Compiled 25 June, 1941 Date Discovered 20 June, 1941 Urgency Low Usefulness Moderate I, Shireikan Numata Ichiyo, am pleased to report the fruitification12 of Expeditionary Force 18's efforts within enemy China. I will now humbly recall that which was found. As tasked, Expeditionary Force 18 has traveled the vast extent of the expansive Kunlun mountains for the past seven months. On the final month, the sun smiled upon us as we crossed over the westernmost edges of the mountains. Breaching the crest of the highest peak we had traversed thus far, a wondrous sight did behold us. Far below the peak, within a valley ringed with equally tall mountains, a moderate amount of cloud cover floated lazily over a large display of green and brown. This is a most unusual item to find hidden within these tall mountains. Not one among Force 18 had seen such a sight since entering the shouldering giants of Kunlun. We did then descend below to discover a sight of more fascination then the usual greenness we could not believe to see. As we became closer, the truth was revealed as the valley held a village of medium size sitting in rings around a massive central tree. The temperature continued to rise with heightened quickness, in little time becoming uncomfortable for us with many layers of fur. As the bottom was reached, we found that we could not continue. The force of gods kept us from moving past a ring of jade that lay before us. Much was attempted with no measure of success. After a short time passes, my subordinates notice a creature approach. Quite strange, as this is village, one would expect a figure of a human or maybe a dog. But this was not human or dog, it was a monkey, walking like a human comfortable on two feet, dressed in priest garb and a tall hat. He held an item we know as Vajra in its hand, a weapon almost a third the size of monkey itself. Of even more strangeness, when this monkey reached our impassable jade wall, it spoke! In the common tongue of Chinese peasantry, to the immense surprise to all! To this I will relay what was spoken with accuracy: The monkey brings its hands together in the traditional greeting before speaking: "Good outsiders from beyond the ring of jade, however do I express my delight at your presence." In shock at the words being spoken out of the mouth of a monkey, myself and my subordinates did not immediately respond. So the monkey continued: "I will welcome you to the home of the jade peach, though I cannot yet permit you to pass through. First I will recognize myself. I am Chu YeBai, most humble and knowing servant of the village you see before you. And now you must recognize yourself." The speaking monkey, which claimed to be named, gestured outwardly towards myself and my subordinates. Yet, to my shame, we still could not find words to express our shock. In our many months of wandering, we had seen many mystical items of which those begging claimed to be fantastical and glorious, only to discover purely disappointment. Trickery and fraud had come to be expectation to us humble servants to the homeland. And yet, before us lay not fraud or trickery. No amount of polished steel or string could fabricate this mystical vision. In our silence this YeBai spoke once more, finding humor in our silence it let out a most human laugh: "Oh, oh my is it in my misfortune that a cluster of mutes hath stumble across the green below mists? It is most fortunate that names here are of least importance, both those given and those taken away. It is now that I would like to welcome you, however, a test must be performed." The monkey named YeBai extended its hand upward, offering this weapon, the Vajra, to myself. Entirely made of the jewel of jade, carved with such intricacy and care that only a master of craft might find the skill to pull such beauty from stone. It spoke once more: "Grasp this offering between both hands. Feel its weight both in hand as well as in self. Know that which is displayed will tell all that I need to know." Still offering the Vajra, this YeBai bowed deeply, arms raised in offering towards my humble self. It is now I discovered words once more, speaking before I take this item offered by the human voiced monkey: "Master Chu YeBai, you speak before us in a manner of much surprise to any familiar with your kind. I beg forgiveness for our silence for it is only the shock that forces our mouths closed. I beg further forgiveness in that I am not comfortable in accepting this gift you deeply offer. I must ask only a single question before I am to take hold of this, if this is acceptable to you." Still bowing with the offering, this YeBai speaks: "Ask as you may wish. I will answer as I may wish." Offering a respectful bow to this creature, I ask: "Master Chu YeBai, you are not a human yet you speak as one, how is this so?" The response to my request was a sharp, quiet laugh before the prostrated monkey responded: "I see now the name of the one before me is a horse owned by Sai Weng for with you brings a vision of misguided misfortune. In all misfortune, horse owned by Sai Weng, how can one know that which would become most fortunate? In tragedy, the self is lost to the merciless flow of time, but tragedy is not the end and before you is only the beginning, yes?" This humble servant to the homeland did not understand the meaning behind this creature's words, I am most ashamed to say. However, looking towards my subordinates, I knew I must lead forth to discover the answers. Without answers, I am to never know that which can bring peace and happiness to those I care for most. So, to this, I accepted this YeBai's offering and took ahold of the Vajra. In time, this humble one was declared "jade" by the creature and granted entrance into the village proper. Alas, only myself and my direct subordinate Hanaya were allowed entrance. Both Hattori and Ida were not granted entrance. Despite pleas by myself and Hanaya, these two did turn to ascend the peaks exiting the valley, speaking not a word. I mourn the loss of two good men and accept all acceptable punishment for my failure. To this, my report concludes. This village, despite the welcoming of a speaking monkey, was most usual otherwise. I do hope this pleases all to the satisfaction of the many. Items Collected Eight Peaches Report Approval Approved Addendum 4522-B: IJAMEA Testing The following is a record of the small number of tests performed by IJAMEA using SCP‑4522‑PH. Additional notes were included in the files and are reproduced as well. ▼ Click to confirm credentials ▼ ▲ Hide Addendum ▲ The date of recording is the twenty first of June, 1941. The recording of testing is taken by the hand of this humble servant of the homeland, Medical Officer Jo Inoue. The commencement of kensa13 began on this day and the record of which follows shall examine the properties of a particular set of peaches. Of note are a number of peculiar initial observations of these peaches: The Shireikan, the man who recovered these intriguing foods, claims the age of these peaches far exceeds the known deterioration rate of familiar peaches. As such, it can be determined with some certainty the first unusual property: Greatly lowered rate of deterioration. With no exception, the peaches appear near identical to one another. Their perfection may make a humble one such as myself question the reality of their existence. Thus the second unusual property is identified: Perfect appearance. The Shireikan has claimed consumption of the peaches prior to surrendering his collection. It is claimed by this Shireikan that these peaches are beyond what one would expect from the taste of usual peaches. The words used by the Shireikan are: "Delicious above anything I have ever experienced." This has been confirmed with initial testing as well. As such, the third unusual property is noted: Exceptional flavor. Beyond this, the Shireikan claims no other unusual aspects to these peaches. Initial testing appears to verify this claim. However, this humble servant requests further testing and use of enemies within our care. To this I sign and beg acceptance: The date of recording is the sixteenth of July, 1941. The recording of testing is taken by the hand of this humble servant of the homeland, Medical Officer Jo Inoue. As directed, this humble servant of the homeland submits this monthly report on discovery and direction related to Item of Interest 033, also titled "Peaches of Immortality." Despite earlier mentioned the lowered deterioration of Peaches, items have begun to display quickened ripening. It is my expectation that items will be unusable within the next thirty days. As of the previous month, testing on enemies within our care was approved and began posthaste. Due to the scarcity of items, testing was still limited. The following observations were made as a result: It is the strong opinion of this humble servant that Item of Interest 033 has further qualities than informed by our good Shireikan Numata Ichiyo. This will be elaborated on below but I declare strongly that this man bore falsehood against his countrymen. Upon consumption of Item of Interest 033, subjects consistently display a number of distinguishing events. The first of which is an unnatural silence. This is noted particularly in one enemy subject who is punished daily for persistent outbursts. This individual did not speak a word for the following five days. This is the most apparent instance, however, this appeared to be consistent against all tested subjects. The second of which is the appearance of some degree of unnatural abilities. This humble servant is ashamed to say that it is not known to what degree these abilities manifest and if any similarity is to be discovered. All subjects tested, six in total, began to show mystical abilities not yet seen by our own eyes. The only consistent nature of these abilities appears to be their usefulness in allowing these subjects to escape their confinement. It is this one's understanding that, due to this, all enemy testing is to cease. The third of which is the disappearance or lowering of unnatural abilities. A final test commenced upon three enemies within our care already displaying some measure of unnatural abilities. Two of these enemies displayed what one would describe as personally "useful" skills. These two displayed enhanced abilities following testing. However, one of these enemies displayed a most interesting condition that causes continued life no matter the degree of suffering imposed physically or mentally. This apparent immortality has been a most useful, allowing for all manner of kensa. Following the consumption of Item of Interest 033, this most useful enemy appeared to lose this ability, taking its wretched life six days following testing. I mourn the loss of this most useful subject. I declare as a servant to this glorious homeland that these items, these "Peaches of Immortality," are of significant desirability. As of currently, only two of these items still persist and this will not be for long. The sheer possibilities presented by the apparent abilities of these items could result in a force unseen in the history of man. To this I sign and beg acceptance: The two documents below were found within the same file containing the testing reports. OFFICIAL DECLARATION OF EXECUTION Shireikan Numata Ichiyo is declared to be put to death for the loss of two men under his care as well as declaring falsehoods against the homeland. This is to be carried out after suitable suffering is laid upon the failure of this pitiful individual. OFFICIAL SEARCH ORDER Disgraced Numata Ichiyo has escaped from detention despite overwhelming efforts to disallow such numerous nearly successful attempts. The failure of those allowing the escape will be punished as is expected. Additionally, this most disgraceful man has stolen important items from IJAMEA research facilities. These items are to be returned along with the man. This concludes all recovered IJAMEA documents related to SCP-4522 Addendum 4522-C: Current Foundation Reports Rediscovery of SCP-4522 by Foundation individuals took place on April 2, 2019, with contact made the following day. Chinese Foundation Branch researcher Chen Sui and Foundation Researcher Kory Michaels have been assigned to the newly designated Site 37. ▼ Click to confirm credentials ▼ ▲ Hide Addendum ▲ Site 37 — Initial Report I apologize in advance for the informal tone of this document. However, Kory and I have just finished the absolutely absurd task of crossing mountains we are both convinced to be taller than Everest. We are only scientists so we are more than a little exhausted. I can't be bothered to sound like an actual scientist right now. This is Chen Sui writing. I have arrived along with my fellow Scientist and Researcher Kory Michaels at the site of SCP-4522. It is… April 9th, 2019. I was told that it is not possible to fly a helicopter here or airdrop anyone with any sort of accuracy towards the site. So… we hiked. And survived, somehow. All things considered, though, it's quite nice here! As mentioned in the IJAMEA reports, the atmosphere here is something akin to a rainforest, though a very comfortable one. Also, as the reports say, we are unable to cross into the village proper. Both Kory and I have also met the SCP‑4522‑MQ entity known as Chu YeBai. We took footage of that and I will attach it to this document. I will say, he is not what I expected from the depiction in the IJAMEA report… but you will know what I mean when you watch the footage. We both look forward to continued communication with YeBai and hope to see approved entry into the village within the month. Site 37 — April 9 Video Transcript VIDEO TIME STAMP AUDIO AND VISUAL DESCRIPTION 00:01 Audio: Muffled breathing, heavy footstepsVideo: Field of wild flowers, about a foot tall on average. The wild flowers appear to terminate at a dense wall of deciduous trees about 100m ahead. The camera looks towards another individual, identified as Researcher Chen Sui, who is removing her jacket, hat, and scarf. 00:06 Audio: Continued muffled breathing followed by irrelevant chatter by the two researchersVideo: Researchers are approaching the wall of trees, approximately 95m ahead a small figure appears in front of the trees. 00:15 Audio: Researcher Chen: "Look, I think that's him. From the reports." Researcher Michaels: "It would certainly seem that wa—"Video: As Researchers approach, it becomes clearly apparent that the figure is a Macaque of near identical description as given by the IJAMEA report. The camera looks briefly towards Researcher Chen as both Researchers collide with an unseen object, falling backwards into the field. 00:21 Audio: SCP-4522-MQ (speaking in Guānhuà): The voice is distant still. "Two visitors, turn around! Leave! We have no place for you here!"Video: The researchers lift themselves out of the field, taking some time to do so likely due to their heavy packs. As the camera rises, a line of jade, about five centimeters across and inlaid with currently unknown figures, is seen briefly. 00:23 Audio: Researcher Chen (speaking in Guānhuà): "Greetings, friend! We mean no harm. We have traveled for many days and only wish to seek a suitable place to place our camp."Video: Researcher Chen brushes herself off before putting her hands together and bowing respectfully towards the Macaque. The camera pans to back to see the Macaque has reached the jade border as well. To note is the peculiar humanoid posture and anachronistic attire. The Macaque does not return the welcoming gesture. 00:25 Audio: SCP-4522-MQ (speaking in Guānhuà): "We are no friends. I know my friends and you most certainly do not bear any resemblance to a single one. For one, you are at least four times their size. Either four of my friends stand atop each other as some sort of jape or you are an intruder." Researcher Michaels (speaking in English): "What is he saying, Sui? I can understand some of it and it doesn't sound at all friendly."Video: The Macaque stands sharply in front of the two researchers, both arms behind its back, and keeping strong eye contact with Researcher Chen. 00:29 Audio: Researcher Chen (speaking in Guānhuà): "I beg your forgiveness. It was intended as only a friendly greeting. You would not happen to be named Chu YeBai? I am Chen Sui and this is Kory Michaels. We ha—"Video: When the name "Chu YeBai" is spoken, the Macaque shows immediate visible distress. It backs up, away from the border slightly and appears to grow much tenser. It then interrupts Researcher Chen. This SCP-4522-MQ instance will be referred to as Chu YeBai from here on. 00:30 Audio: Chu YeBai (speaking in Guānhuà): Voice raised, wavering slightly "Forgiveness is not something you beg or ask for, intruder. I do not know how you came to know my most humble of names but there are scant few ways in which you have come to know it. As such, you must leave. You will never be granted permission to enter. Never."Video: Researcher Chen looks towards the camera with a raised eyebrow, giving a slight shrug. Chu YeBai shakes its hand holding what appears to be the Jade Vajra towards the two researchers as it spoke. 00:33 Audio: Researcher Michaels (Speaking in English): "That doesn't sound good. What did he say?" Researcher Chen (Speaking in English): "To put it briefly, that we will never be allowed to enter. I think we should maybe just set up camp nearby and try again another time, eh?" Chu YeBai (speaking in Guānhuà): "Another time? Another time? Hah! You can try all you may like, but I will never declare you Jade. Here! Take hold of this so I can watch you climb atop the peaks, away from our peaceful home!"Video: Researcher Chen shows surprise in Chu YeBai's apparent understanding of English. She begins to reach out for the Vajra before pulling her hand away, shaking her head. 00:36 Audio: Researcher Chen (Speaking in Guānhuà): "However long it takes, honorable Chu YeBai." Chu YeBai: Scoffs but does not reply.Video: Researcher Chen places her hands together and gives a short bow before turning to leave, Researcher Michaels turning to follow after her. 00:38 Audio: Researcher Michaels (Speaking in English): "What do you think that was about?" Researcher Chen (Speaking in English): "Haven't a clue. Not at all what I expected. I think I see a good spot to set up camp, though."Video: The Researchers walk in the opposite direction to locate a camping spot. End relevant section of recording. Footnotes 1. One researcher from the Primary Foundation Branch and one researcher from the Chinese Foundation Branch 2. Truncated translation of "的" meaning "Bright" or "Clear" 3. Meaning: "Natural Villages" 4. Truncated translation of the original "獼" meaning "Macaque" 5. A Chinese dialect most commonly used in the early 20th century and a precursor to current Mandarin Chinese. 6. A list of all attempted methods used to enter the village without permission is available upon request. 7. Meaning: "Jade", can also be defined as "pure" or "beautiful." 8. These two states appear to be a reference from an ancient Chinese Trimetric Classic: "玉不琢，不成器" or "A jade without chiseling will not become useful." 9. Truncated translation of "桃" meaning "Peach" 10. Peach Tree 11. Meaning: "Commanding Officer" 12. Likely a literal translation of 結実 (ketsujitsu) meaning "to bear fruit." 13. Meaning: "Tests" or "Inspections" |
SCP-4523 | thaumiel | > You have been connected to the SIMULACRUM interface. > Retrieving content… > System startup completed. Welcome to the MASTER SANDBOX DIRECTORY. > Please input a command to continue. >> access player-list —status recent | use-case == name:"reyes" > Retrieving requested information. One moment… > … > 43) Adaline Reyes | SIMULA-34562-1 | TERMINATED > 671) Adam Reyes | SIMULA-48591-3 | TERMINATED > 1125) Coen Reyes | SIMULA-85387-1 | UNAVAILABLE > 182) Natasha Reyes | SIMULA-4523-1 | ACTIVE > 4092) Radley Reyes | SIMULA-643-3 | UNAVAILABLE > 18) Reyes Madaline | SIMULA-39137-1 | UNAVAILABLE > 978) Zachariah Reyes | SIMULA-9873-1 | TERMINATED > + 23 more… >> initiate SIMULA-4523-1 SSH -a > Command confirmed. SIMULA-4523-1 initialized. Overriding system privileges and granting read/write access to authenticated user. > Generating available documentation for sandbox… 5/4523 LEVEL 5/4523 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4523 Thaumiel Procedural generation schema of simulated ARC-1432-3B2 environment. Said schema is responsible for 3-dimensional surface retexturing of physical SCP-4523 terrain. SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: SCP-4523 is currently contained within Site-119's SIMULACRUM network. It is to remain permanently isolated from any and all existing computer networks1, instead utilizing its own remote connections through existing SIMULACRUM infrastructure. Access to SCP-4523 has been heavily restricted, preventing any personnel but Director Natasha Reyes complete access within the sandbox environment. Standard methods for remotely authenticating and connecting to SCP-4523 via SIMULACRUM — especially utilizing existing neural network infrastructure and other advanced proprietary system protocols — are to be heavily enforced and monitored unless otherwise directed by a Level-5 administrator or higher. DESCRIPTION: SCP-4523 is a Class-C procedurally generated digital sandbox2 currently isolated on data cluster 15AC of sector 1204 within the SIMULACRUM environment. SCP-4523 is classified as an experimental build composed of esoteric and anomalous technologies, possessing a 96.06% similarity to the physical world through features including: Advanced cyber-molecular and subatomic particle physics; Hyper-visualized terrain, complex environmental variability, and extreme computational capabilities; Artificially assisted sensory multiplicators for enhanced user interaction with isolated environment; Seamless integration of randomized simulacra and simulated intelligence through virtual neural socket layers. SCP-4523 is one of nearly 150 dedicated simulations currently hosted through the SIMULACRUM infrastructure3, and can be accessed at anytime by a system administrator exceeding Level 5 clearance, per the authority of Overwatch Comm >> Ctrl-Z > Script paused. [46] additional documents still require review from a system administrator. > Please input a command to continue. >> document review | use-case == date:"TODAY" > ERROR! No documents available. Please try again. >> stupid machine >> query sandbox status | site-no == id:"148" > Command confirmed. > Generating status report for target sandbox… SIMULATION DATE: 11/19/2034 HOST PLAYER: Natasha Reyes SANDBOX OVERVIEW: SCP-4523 is a SIMULACRUM-hosted simulation copying the physical attributes and surrounding features of Site-148 — a Foundation site under the previous leadership of Director Natasha Reyes — for the purposes of improvement and Site Director training. Fragment data extracted from host player's primary memory module has been successfully able to replicate up to 80% of the original environment. Site-148 is considered a "low-priority" Site by available records. 354 total users4 have been stationed within SCP-4523 unknowingly. Continued observations from elevated SIMULACRUM personnel has been authorized. Host player has been given limited local administrator-level privileges to facilitate in simulation upkeep and maintenance. SYSTEM SCAN RESULTS: > Confirming system heartbeat and echo ping reply……… OK! > Verifying hardware hash values match database records……… OK! > Testing haptic and other sensory input/outputs……… OK! > Confirming player count……… [SYSTEM ERROR] > Determining possible user movement/interaction……… [SYSTEM ERROR] > Identifying unaccounted abnormal phenomena……… [SYSTEM ERROR] > Pinging currently active subsimulation levels……… OK! > Current system status……… [SYSTEM ERROR] Snapshot of SCP-4523 environment. Zero life signatures detected. Last activity recorded [approximately 3 months ago]. Further data is unavailable at this time. Please consult system administrator for more information. NOTE: Further inactivity (exceeding 4 months) with result in automatic archival of this sandbox and the immediate reduction of allocated system resources. >> where did they go? >> display list *.bkp -n -l -r | status == valid > Command confirmed. Identifying saved backups and retrieving past system history. > Please wait… > BACKUP 4523.1 | 07/09/2032 | [SYSTEM STABLE] SIMULATION STATUS Breach Frequency Safety Incidents (Personnel) Safety Incidents (Anomalies) Research Projects Per Annum Personnel Satisfaction Security Rating Current peak efficiency exceeding 14%. Workload has been increased. (99+) issues still require attention. SCP Foundation Site-148 successfully generated at designated location inside SCP-4523. Host players are slowly integrated and provided with their previous credentials to continue work. 15% of textures with Site-148 are initially loaded improperly. Soft reset of graphics engine connected to hub 13 of local Site-119 network reduces this percentage to an acceptable range of 1-3%. Unrendered textures are attributed to nondescript anomalous phenomena and subsequently ignored by player base. Randomized simulacra acting as non-Foundation characters are introduced into SCP-4523 environment. No reported issues occur during deployment. Host player (Natasha Reyes) is notified of SIMULACRUM connection and provided with limited access to administrative control panel. SYSTEM CHANGES # CHANGEID DATE DESCRIPTION 0 N/A N/A N/A RECORDED SNAPSHOT [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] {$caption} Recording initiates immediately outside of Site-148's Welcome Center facility. The perspective pans forward through the double doors and towards the receptionist desk. 10 personnel of varying clearance levels stand in total. Nobody detects the camera as it moves past the desk and directly into Site-148. The camera continues moving as it phases past unidentified Site-148 personnel. Intermittent chatter and whispering can be discerned as recording commences. Most personnel are either expressionless or appear to be outright happy. No anomalous breaches occur during the recording period. The camera then reaches the cafeteria, which is occupied by no less than 40 Foundation personnel. Camera eventually moves away from cafeteria and into the numerous hallways populating Site-148. No major events occur during this period. Recording continues for nearly 15 minutes before the camera phases through the exterior wall near Liquidation. Snapshot recording pans away from Site-148 and towards the nearby situated town. Simulacra and other artificial intelligences pay no attention to the camera as it darts between sidewalks and empty streets. No abnormal phenomena manifest during this period. Finally, the camera moves upward towards the sky and subsequently fades into black, ending the recording. [END TRANSCRIPT] CHAT LOGS - DIR. REYES I can't get over how insane this is. Director Natasha Reyes, reporting in after her first few days inside the system. It's been… a weird transition — going from a typical day outside to being moved inside here. Not a lot has changed since the merge. Well, except for this fancy console with all of these weird switches and dials that I was given. Subordinates continue to act as if nothing happened. Well, frankly nothing did happen… they're all just copies. Fakes. The real ones are probably out doing their own thing, or living in their own little worlds. I was lucky when they granted me an opportunity to try and fix Site-148 — usually they would just stop funding a poorly operating Site and people would transfer out. Instead they run about their day here completing their daily responsibilities like normal. I'm not sure how to feel about it, really; I don't think they'd even believe me if I told them the truth now. Against the programming and whatnot. I've been asked to keep this relatively updated as time goes on. I was warned that certain aspects of this sandbox might… change… after awhile. Frankly I wish they would've elaborated on that a bit more, but we'll be ready regardless. Until next time, then. Signing out. > BACKUP 4523.2 | 10/11/2032 | [SYSTEM STABLE] SIMULATION STATUS Breach Frequency Safety Incidents (Personnel) Safety Incidents (Anomalies) Research Projects Per Annum Personnel Satisfaction Security Rating Current peak efficiency exceeding 35%. Workload has been increased. (90) issues still require attention. Anomalous intake variable has increased 15.4% since previous backup. Site-148 Legal and Public Relations has been successfully constructed directly adjacent to Humanoid containment. No unusual disturbances detected throughout construction. Euclid-class anomaly successfully breached containment, resulting in 2 deaths and 4 additional casualties. Personality matrices have been restored and new player profiles have been created for deceased users. Increased personnel dissatisfaction levels detected. 3 new Keter-class anomalies have been contained within Site-148. SYSTEM CHANGES # CHANGEID DATE DESCRIPTION 1 V0C611061 9/25/2032 Increased anomalous spawn range from 4% to 14%. 2 V0C619203 09/30/2032 Altered simulacra personality matrix schema for more aggressive and lifelike responses to Foundation personnel and abnormal phenomena. 3 V0C621776 10/5/2032 Increased sporadic likelihood of attempted anomalous breach. Humanoids, in particular, have been given an additional 6% chance of successful escape when improper containment protocols are completed. 4 V0C621919 10/7/2032 Materials have been reamplified to match real-life counterparts. Resolved issue allowing temporal phasing through telekill alloy when eating generic food items. 5 V0C622900 10/9/2032 Environmental parameters have been altered permanently. Reducing sunlight and increasing lifecycle of pre-generated fauna. RECORDED SNAPSHOT [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] Camera recording begins outside of Site-148's recreational facility. Inside numerous Foundation personnel can be seen exercising, resting near benches and patio tables, or engaging with others. Most remain expressionless, however some appear to smile slightly. Whispering and murmuring can be heard as the camera pans throughout the facility. {$caption} The recording then moves into the hallways through Site-148. There is notably less traffic than before. More personnel can be seen entering or staying within their offices, doing miscellaneous work. Several anomalies can likewise be seen throughout the premise, mostly awaiting processing before their containment commences. Another sweep of the premises commences before camera pans out to the external environment. It is approaching sunset. On the streets outside, simulacra stroll throughout. None detect the camera as it continues to navigate through crowds. One simulacrum briefly clips through an restaurant building before returning to normal. No additional phenomena manifest before the camera fades to black. [END TRANSCRIPT] CHAT LOGS - DIR. REYES When I took this position I was provided with a very simple description: "Help them improve and we'll help you improve." And that made sense — I'd monitor the situation here and once it was over, things would go back to normal. I'd return to my Site, and my office, and my family, and that would be the end of that. Except it's not just that. Of course it's never just that with these people, huh? No, instead they start changing things in the background and don't inform me about it until the situations escalate outside. Of course, they don't have to worry about it. They're not the ones dealing with the sudden change management requests or the increasing accidents. No, that falls onto me to fix. I can't be too upset, I guess. It's not like anything has been detrimental to our work. I just wish there was some more transparency. Is this a test? Are we being penalized for something? I know our Site wasn't the best kept place in the world but… ah, what the hell. Things are still fine, people are mostly happy, so I guess I shouldn't complain too much. Speaking of, they never told me that I'd be able to change the literal variables of my personnel. It's weird to me that I can essentially do whatever I want with them — make them happy or mad, give them higher strength or more intelligence, the whole 9 yards. I've been too busy to try and test it out now but maybe that might come in handy here in the future. Maybe I could even edit myself sometime. What a strange thought. > BACKUP 4523.3 | 11/22/2032 | [SYSTEM STABLE] SIMULATION STATUS Breach Frequency Safety Incidents (Personnel) Safety Incidents (Anomalies) Research Projects Per Annum Personnel Satisfaction Security Rating Current peak efficiency exceeding 45%. Workload has been increased. (70) issues still require attention. Welcome Center of Site-148 reconstructed after a vehicle collided into the fronts doors, injuring 3 personnel. Charity event was completed successfully to fund the local hospital nearby Site-148. Proceeds were wired anonymously. During the event, Personnel satisfaction rose a total of 8%. Average productivity decreased. 14 Safe-class anomalies have now been contained within Site-148. Construction of sublayer underneath Site has been approved and remains underway. Site-148 has awarded Site leadership with increased pay wages. Personnel satisfaction increased tremendously. Current budget has been decreased to accomodate sudden change. Incident involving local Mobile Task Force Team and general public resulted in 14 public casualties. User profiles of the deceased have been deleted, re-generated, and deployed again into simulation. SYSTEM CHANGES # CHANGEID DATE DESCRIPTION 6 V0C623111 10/12/2032 Increased anomalous spawn chance by 8% following increased Site-148 storage capacity. 7 V0C623135 10/14/2032 System repair client executed to address outstanding system-wide issues of spontaneous errors and instability outside of Site-148. No outages reported following completion of client. 8 V0C623166 10/29/2032 Wildlife has been shrunk by 17% following reports of overly large and aggressive animals within simulation. Aggression levels remain unchanged to deter simulacra from going out-of-bounds. 9 V0C62501 11/08/2032 Documents now have a 15% higher change of rejection if not properly stamped with the appropriate confidentiality agreement. Further quality changes remain pending by system operators. 10 V0C62503 11/09/2022 Permanently reduced chances of clipping between personnel and anomalous entities by 16%. Spawning of personnel within anomalies pending permanent resolution. RECORDED SNAPSHOT [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] {$caption} Camera recording again begins inside Site-148's recreational facility. Far fewer personnel can be seen within — approximately 15 to 20 persons total. Many appear slightly discontent, irritable, or otherwise expressionless. Far fewer are doing active tasks; many carry clipboards, laptops, or other devices used to work. One appears to be straining to smile towards the camera, but the action cannot be verified. The camera continues down the hallways of Site-148 as per usual. Less traffic is observed. One Level-2 personnel can be seen wiping tears from her eyes as she concludes a phone call at the end of the East wing. 2 anomalies struggle with on-site security as they are processed and contained. The camera phases out of Site-148 again and begins recording the surrounding city. It is noticeably darker than normal, with very few simulacra walking outside. Moving cars are noted to flicker in different hues of color but are otherwise operational. Perspective pans behind another building to see 3 additional simulacra suspended outside of an open window, facing towards the ground. They hover several feet past the external wall, flickering out of existence momentarily before automated sandbox systems correct their location and transport them back inside the building. No further anomalies present as the feed dissipates. [END TRANSCRIPT] CHAT LOGS - DIR. REYES I think I'm starting to understand this variable stuff now. I've been too scared to do anything significant, but these variables are all starting to make sense to me. I've really just been testing with one person for now — Adam from Purchasing — and frankly I think it's been going well. He stops by my office everyday to chat. He seems far happier once I changed his little personality meter on my console. And he's more productive too — some of his numbers have started coming in and he's far outpacing most of his peers. All-in-all, good signs. Especially since it doesn't appear that I'll be getting any help from any system operators outside. With that being said, I suppose some caution is still necessary. I wouldn't want to edit the wrong thing. That would probably be bad. Especially since, like I said before, they're only going to make this harder and harder on us. But whatever. If they want to give me a challenge then I'll show what we're capable of. Maybe then they'll start to listen to me. > BACKUP 4523.4 | 12/09/2032 | [SYSTEM STABLE] SIMULATION STATUS Breach Frequency Safety Incidents (Personnel) Safety Incidents (Anomalies) Research Projects Per Annum Personnel Satisfaction Security Rating Current peak efficiency exceeding 57%. Workload has been increased. (57) issues still require attention. Cascading security breach involving 4 separate anomalies resulted in Site-wide lockdown lasting 44 hours. Casualties unknown due to anomalous properties, but estimated at approximately 125. Procedural simulacra have been regenerated to repopulate simulation. Output variable errors required system reboot of SCP-4523 and surrounding infrastructure. Network delays were reported as system startup initiated. Reboot of default gateway resolved outstanding issues. Large Scale Aggressor was introduced into SCP-4523 by request of system operators. Site-148 successfully able to contain threat, but lost an additional 15 personnel. Internal Site-148 audit has been scheduled after successful backup of SCP-4523 systems. SYSTEM CHANGES # CHANGEID DATE DESCRIPTION 11 V0C62999 11/23/2032 In-universe currency has been adjusted to significantly reduce net worth. Site-148 budget has been reallocated to reflect this change. 12 V0C30110 11/26/2032 Ambient lighting has been altered to reduce glare from reflective and/or metallic materials. 13 V0C30123 12/01/2032 Automated intelligent constructs have been refreshed with latest updates. Minor issue involving incompatible system integration with existing infrastructure was rectified. System downtime reported at 21 seconds. 14 V0C30137 12/05/2032 Personnel efficiency has been reduced permanently by 16%. Consult system operators for additional information. RECORDED SNAPSHOT [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] Recording starts just past the front doors of Site-148's Welcome Center. One person — a Level 1 receptionist — is recorded by the camera. The lights overhead are significantly darker than usual. It is unknown if they are intentionally dimmed or darker due to an unknown graphical error. {$caption} The hallways within Site-148 remain mostly empty. Several security teams are currently responding to a minor containment breach. Some personnel can be seen scribbling on documents or notepads in the recreational facility but nothing else of interest occurs. Camera phases out of Site-148's exterior wall and back outside. It is just after sunrise. Simulacra can be seen walking about, although there are significantly fewer than normal. No abnormal phenomena occurs during recording outside. Camera stops recording after 5 minutes of non-activity. [END TRANSCRIPT] CHAT LOGS - DIR. REYES Director Reyes again, reporting in. Been working more and more with the console. The entire Keter wing has been dialed up slightly. Productivity, engagement, satisfaction scores — all in the positives. Guess it's starting to make sense why they gave me this now; we can barely stay on top of things when they keep rigging the game. Thinking about it now just makes me more confused. Were they hoping that somehow this would teach me to be a better leader? Is this console supposed to mean something more? They keep holding down the gas and not telling us why. What happens if we need to pull the brakes for a second? Or when our people start dropping? None of this lining up right in my head. But I guess that's also sort of the point, right? They want this to be a challenge. A test, or maybe just so they can see what all's possible before things start heading south. Which, you know, is fine. Especially with this tool at my disposal. I can just… turn a dial, and things start changing in my favor. I guess I'm just unsure if this is the correct approach. But I'll keep going at it for now. > BACKUP 4523.5 | 12/19/2032 | [SYSTEM INSTABLITY DETEECTED] SIMULATION STATUS Breach Frequency Safety Incidents (Personnel) Safety Incidents (Anomalies) Research Projects Per Annum Personnel Satisfaction Security Rating Current peak efficiency exceeding 70%. Workload has been increased. (39) issues still require attention. Improper boundary specifications allowed 13 personnel to fall out-of-bounds. Bound checks were ineffective at respawning players within simulated area. They are considered permanently lost. 3 ontokinetic anomalies breached containment, permanently altering SCP-4523's physical landscape. All attempts from operators at reverting the applied changes have been ineffective. Additional layers have been created to obfuscate damaged terrain. Spontaneous wildfire within area surrounding Site-148 resulted in delay of critical supplies. Additional measures have since been taken to reduce chances of these random events from occurring. Several audits of Site-148 have indicated minimal progress. Weekly evaluation checks have been enacted by system operators to determine further courses of action. Due to an unforeseen system error, 3 uniquely generated office buildings were temporarily hidden from view. Soft restart of system services restored them to a functional state. SYSTEM CHANGES # CHANGEID DATE DESCRIPTION 15 V0C30167 12/02/2032 Increased likelihood of spontaneous breach by 33% if containment units are not adequately monitored or inspected for degradation. 16 V0C30177 12/06/2032 Re-adjusted local and group policies to ensure players cannot supersede system limits of satisfaction following several unauthorized changes to player variables. 17 V0C30202 12/08/2032 Edited system variables to include ability to alter texture patterns and scope-of-impact for K-class level events 18 V0C30214 12/15/2032 Increased spawn chance of random phenomena by an additional 26%. Site-148 capacity has been doubled to ensure system functionality. RECORDED SNAPSHOT [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] Recording begins outside the doors of Office 13 in the Administrative Center. The camera pans around to view the immediate hallway — nobody is visible. Inside the office a Level-4 personnel sits behind a computer screen. Surrounding her are stacks of trashed wrappers and foodstuffs. Her eyes — which now appear to be missing pupils — remains fixated on the screen. It is unknown if she is conscious. {$caption} Past her office, almost all of the hallways and public centers within Site-148 are nearly vacant. Very little activity is recorded as the camera continues monitoring Site-148. One anomaly can be seen suspended in mid-air, hovering upside down within the cafeteria. Its figure distorts into geometric shapes intermittently. Outside, the nearby streets and buildings are likewise vacant. What few simulacra remain appear notably more aggressive and violent. In a local parking lot, a locked car is being emptied out by unknown assailants with masks. No further events occur throughout recording. Camera returns back to Site-148, but little occurs. Camera eventually fades again to black. [END TRANSCRIPT] CHAT LOGS - DIR. REYES Nearly all of the personnel in Site-148 have been adjusted. I mean, what else can I do here? I can't keep up with everything that's been happening! Especially when we're already so busy. Using this console was my only option, and probably my best one at that. Now everyone is ten times more focused, happy, and physically equipped to complete their duties. Some have even elected to remain stationed on-site 24/7 — sleeping for just a few hours a day in their little office cots. I can't blame them; it's been ridiculous trying to keep up. Again, and again, the operators outside make these bizarre and nonsensical changes. All the while not even having the balls to tell me about them beforehand, despite my NUMEROUS requests to be involved. Now it's just a constant battle of hopeless catch-up. I'm starting to believe these SIMULACRUM operators are just ghosting me for the fun of it. Because why not, right? While I'm complaining, I can't help but mention the weird system irregularities that keep happening. Lot of it's been visual stuff — things don't look like they're loading in properly, or sometimes the walls and ceilings of my office don't always seem right. I had someone yesterday come up to me and report that simulacra outside are beginning to spawn without limbs or faces. Just husks… some even standing outside on the streets, alone for hours at a time before they're finally deleted. I keep trying to raise incidents tickets through the proper channels, but of course that hasn't gotten me anywhere. I shouldn't even be surprised about it anymore. > BACKUP 4523.6 | 12/30/2032 | [SYSTEM INSTABLILITY DETECTED] SIMULATION STATUS Breach Frequency Safety Incidents (Personnel) Safety Incidents (Anomalies) Research Projects Per Annum Personnel Satisfaction Security Rating Current peak efficiency exceeding 89%. Workload has been increased. (13) issues still require attention. System-wide outages reported after minor collision failure between Keter-class anomaly and Level-1 janitor. Both entities were systematically deleted from simulation, resulting in over 3 minutes of downtime. Emergency rollback procedures enacted to return SCP-4523 to operational state. Graphical textures fail to load for over 3 hours. System rollback procedures successful in returning the system to operational state. Site-148 leadership remove all PTO incentives after monthly reporting indicates a nearly 300% increase in anomaly manifestations and containment. Medical emergencies increase by nearly 76% due to unforeseen system/player errors altering their physical and emotional state. System and user profile backups subsequently fail and are unable to be restored to a previous state. SYSTEM CHANGES # CHANGEID DATE DESCRIPTION 19 V0C30226 12/17/2032 Anomaly manifestation range increased by 65%. 20 V0C30233 12/22/2032 Site-148 size reduced by 12% after automated systems detected minor collisions between it and the out-of-bounds border. All construction efforts have been permanently suspended. 21 V0C30235 12/23/2032 Anomalies have a significantly increased chance to become enraged if improper containment procedures are followed, resulting in a near-certain containment breach to occur. 22 V0C30241 12/25/2032 Simulacra personality matrices altered significantly to reduce favoritism toward the anomalous or handling by Foundation personnel of said phenomena. There is now a random chance of retaliation from outside simulacra if anomalous phenomena is visually observed. 23 V0C30255 12/29/2032 Documents that do not follow compliancy standards are now immediately rejected across all Site-148 departments, regardless of clearance, status, or current training. Personnel who have been determined to incorrectly submit documentation more than once are required to undergo training regiments until behavior is corrected. RECORDED SNAPSHOT [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] Camera capture begins recording inside Site-148 cafeteria. 125 personnel can be seen standing, facing towards the camera. Some flicker in and out of view, but all remain fixated towards it. As the camera moves, their bodies rotate to remain angled towards the camera's lens. As recording continues, 14 Foundation agents faint from apparent exhaustion, excreting orange and green fluids from open orifices. Camera eventually begins navigating through open corridors and hallways. 6 Keter-class anomalies can be seen moving throughout the Site, uncontained. Security teams have been deployed, but most remain fixated towards the camera. Some personnel are fused into the ceiling and upper walls, causing them to twitch and vibrate erratically. The camera moves away from Site-148 and retreats to the outside world. The nearby city remains vacant. Night approaches, but the sky remains bright. The are no stars outside and the moon — which was previously visible — can no longer be seen. {$caption} The recording pans over to a lake situated several kilometers away from Site-148. There is a dock hat extends towards the middle. Just beyond the dock, two legs suddenly appear from the surface of the water. They writhe and squirm, but remain locked in position. The camera attempts to move closer towards the pair of legs, but spontaneously ceases recording after several meters. [END TRANSCRIPT] CHAT LOGS - DIR. REYES I fucked up. I fucked up so bad and I don't even know how it happened or what the damage looks like. I can't even fucking check because of all the shit that just keeps happening. I think somewhere along the line I changed an incorrect parameter. Maybe I edited the wrong field or something — regardless, I don't know how to fix it. I didn't even realize it until Adam — that guy from Purchasing I mentioned a while ago — stopped by my office today. Said he wanted to chat about some issues he's been having with containment drafts. And everything was fine until the flesh across his face inverted. There was this… this sickening crunch, and then he began to grin from cheekbone-to-cheekbone. His nose started to grind into the back of his throat while he cried and sobbed. I swore he was dying. I tried to ask him what was happening but he just keep muttering. Then his eyes began to deform and expand… and he just kept going. I couldn't tell if he was in pain or not but it didn't matter. He just continued ranting on. Then he handed me his productivity report. It said he had completed 3034 drafts in, like, 40 minutes, and he had a total productivity percentage of over 300 trillion. Then it started happening with everyone else. Now I'm desperately trying to figure out what I need to edit from the console to get things working again. But I can't when they won't stop making this fucking sandbox impossible to live in! I've begged the system operators again, and again to pause everything so I can recollect my bearings but they just won't listen. It's like I don't even exist to these people! Oh God… what in the hell am I supposed to do now? > BACKUP 4523.7 | 1/14/2033 | [SYSTEM UNSTABLE!] SIMULATION STATUS Breach Frequency Safety Incidents (Personnel) Safety Incidents (Anomalies) Research Projects Per Annum Personnel Satisfaction Security Rating Current peak efficiency exceeding 99.999%. Workload has been increased. (1) issue still requires attention. Critical temperatures inside simulation exceeded 65 degrees Celsius. SIMULACRUM systems temporarily offline for nearly 15308680546 hours of downtime. Site-148 celebrates its 15 year anniversary and increases its productivity levels to -352860183204300404050%. Simulacra population grows exponentially, resulting in near immediate famine and increased hostility towards the paranormal. Site-148 has been placed in permanent isolation to ensure security. Time matrices implemented within SCP-4523 are permanently accelerated, causing an approximate perceived time of 15 years to pass within SCP-4523 every 13 minutes. Critical systems alert authorized after several thousand corpses overflow storage capacity and bring SCP-4523 offline. SYSTEM CHANGES # CHANGEID DATE DESCRIPTION 24 V0C30269 1/1/2033 Anomalies have been given a near 13498374908446% success rate at initiating a succesful containment breach. 25 V0C30292 1/4/2033 New out-of-bounds border has been placed immediately outside Site-148. No personnel are hereby authorized to step past this boundary. 26 V0C303011 1/8/2033 Cognitohazardous, infohazardous, and ontokinetic influences have been granted an 534903680945309683% increase in effectiveness. 27 V0C393015 1/10/2033 Site-148 personnel have a -3254052302125689% chance of successfully apprehending any anomalous phenomenon outside of Site perimeter. [56 ADDITIONAL CHANGES OMITTED FROM DOCUMENT] RECORDED SNAPSHOT [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] The camera initiates recording immediately outside of Site-148's Keter wing. It is impossibly dark. Recorded light levels do not exceed -34225213% as the camera pans closer to a large cross-section of improperly loaded textures and sporadic error messages. The errors exponentially increase in perceived size and volume before the camera finally phases past the external wall and into the facility itself. The first level is desolate. There are no visible personnel and no objects/materials within the environment. Randomly colored particle effects play in a loop just above the camera while the surrounding walls appear as a white void extending past infinity. The camera feed then flickers as it begins phasing through layers and layers of null environment underneath Site-148. {$caption} The camera passes out-of-bounds, but it continues deeper into the abyss. A crunch can be heard behind the camera's view, but a source cannot be determined. The camera lowers even further as the previously white void slowly becomes darker. This continues for several minutes until the perspective drops well into the blackness underneath the intended simulation layer. 27 minutes pass until the camera feed flashes once more, apparently teleporting itself to Director Natasha Reyes office. She can been seen suspended limply in the air, just above the control console and her office desk. Surrounding most of the body are more error codes and debris fragments, while her limbs and torso intermittently disappear from view. After a few seconds the camera captures her widened eyes, but there are no pupils visible. The perspective pans around the Director's husk momentarily before the recording abruptly stops. [END TRANSCRIPT] CHAT LOGS - DIR. REYES [SYSTEM DATA CORRUPTED. PLEASE ESCALATE TO SYSTEM ADMINISTRATOR.] > No further backups detected. Please input a command to continue. >> execute document | sort-by == date:"MOST-RECENT" > ERROR! Documents have been locked by system administrators. Please try another command. >> ping host | player == name:"NATASHA REYES" > Attempting to ping host player heartbeat… > … > … > … > No response from target host. >> message VN0612034 > Command confirmed. Creating communication channel through bridged connection with VN0612034… Can I help you? What happened here? This was supposed to be my case. What happened to Reyes and why are all of the documents locked? I'm sorry — there must've been a lack of communication. She's been retired. A consequence of messing with systems that were above her expertise. She knew better. I didn't authorize that. You didn't have to. It was of her own volition. She played God when she knew she shouldn't have. So as punishment she was driven to this? That's not part of any protocol that I'm aware of. Protocol? Nonsense. This was part of the contract that she willfully signed. The one that you helped with drafting. Site-148 wouldn't have lasted another quarter if it kept up its lacking numbers. She knew that better than anyone. The purpose of her integration was solely for training and performance purposes. You're correct — performance training that we helped facilitate, as agreed upon. But you did more than just train her. Didn't you? It was necessary. And from it we've learned crucial information. Such as? Did you know that we can now re-download personality matrices back into players even after we've edited them? What? What are you talking about? > (1) document has been transferred to you. > Please wait while SIMULACRUM loads and processes the sent document(s)… POST-SIMULACRUM INTEGRATION Site-148 (Physical). DATE: 08/23/2033 SITE AFFECTED: Site-148 OVERVIEW: Following successful simulation of Site-148 via SCP-4523, 351 unique personality matrix profiles have been recovered. Said personality profiles have since been re-uploaded and integrated to their physical hosts after receiving explicit permission from Site-148 personnel.5 The results of the profile transfer(s) may be found from the excerpted log (simula-4523-recovery.cpt) posted below: > (+ Click to view [323] additional results) > Integrating new personality profile into user Jared Peterson……… OK! > Integrating new personality profile into user Kelsey Goodman……… OK! > Integrating new personality profile into user Bushra Griffith……… OK! > Integrating new personality profile into user Cara Dotson……… OK! > Integrating new personality profile into user Marilyn Knowles……… OK! > Integrating new personality profile into user Natasha Reyes……… FAILED! > Integrating new personality profile into user Damien Shah……… OK! > … > … > … > Full integration status of new personality matrices……… OK! > Command completed. Terminating further upload channels and restarting user SIMULACRUM connections… RESULTS: Following successful integration of new personality matrix profiles recovered from SCP-4523, the below was recorded from Site-148 personnel after 1 year: Overall Site efficiency and productivity rose approximately 197%. Document formatting, editing, appearance, and formality rose approximately 301%. Effective containment of Safe-class, Euclid-class, and Keter-class rose approximately 96%. Personnel satisfaction, safety, and security increased an average of 143%. All previous, duplicated, or failed personalities of former Site-148 personnel have been permanently stored within Site-119's DEEPWELL vault for later use. Footnotes 1. This also includes any existing Foundation networks such as the SCiP.net intranet. 2. Class-C refers to any system in which one host player is directly responsible for the appearance and physical infrastructure of a given simulation for multiple associated or connected users. 3. Said technologies are still in their infancy and will require additional testing before complete deployment. 4. Procedurally generated and independent simulacra copied from the profiles of physical Site-148 personnel. 5. Said permission was only granted after personnel were informed that the profiles originated from Director Reyes, who possessed a deeply impressionable relationship with staff inside Site-148. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4523" by JakdragonX, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4523. 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. 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SCP-4524 | keter | Item#: 4524 Level3 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Foundation resources are to be allocated to a global misinformation campaign that is to discredit any entities (professional or otherwise) that claim to have discovered SCP-4524. If humanity achieves consistent, manned space travel, Foundation resources are to be dedicated to maintaining the secrecy of SCP-4524 to avoid a "Lifted Veil" scenario should the Veil remain intact at this stage. Description: SCP-4524 is an astronomical body roughly the same size as Earth's moon, composed entirely of human cells, that is currently orbiting Uranus. The structure of the SCP-4524 material suggests the initial form of the planetoid was humanoid, growing to such status over approximately 4000 years. SCP-4524's origin is currently unknown, as is whether or not the object is alive, sentient, or sapient. Foundation probes launched into the atmosphere have provided data on SCP-4524's environment. According to discovered information, SCP-4524's surface is habitable. How SCP-4524 can support life is currently unknown. The current theory posits that SCP-4524 has maintained the surface ecology using a thermo-regulation system similar to those found in non-anomalous mammalian life. Addendum-01: Discovery and Interview log SCP-4524 was first discovered from a report provided by the National Aeronautics and Space Administration in America (NASA) in 2013. MTF Alpha-3 ("Made Whole") was deployed to NASA headquarters to administer amnestics to the on-site personnel who were aware of SCP-4524 except for the lead researcher who was interviewed during the process. Interviewed: Dr. Mason Gobatti, Project manager Interviewer: Agent Darwin Clarke, MTF Alpha-3 Captain Foreword: Dr. Gobatti was previously made aware of the Foundation through the NASA/SCPF communication protocol Epsilon Tau "Possible First Encounter" Scenario <Begin Log> Agent Clarke: Please state your name for the record. Dr. Gobatti: Dr. Mason Gobatti, NASA researcher. Agent Clarke: Tell me, what were you doing when you first discovered this new satellite? Dr. Gobatti: Right, um… well, it all started yesterday when myself and the others were looking at Uranus, we saw the usual things and we didn't think much of it. Agent Clarke: So if there was nothing there, how did you know that this satellite existed? Dr. Gobatti: We left the Hubble Space Telescope on Uranus while we went out to prepare our data and see if they match up with the pieces we gathered the last time we checked. Images from Hubble get sent down to us for examination before archiving, you see. So when the latest batch of data came down, we discovered the satellite. Agent Clarke: I see. How did you realise that this was an unidentified satellite? How was this not discovered before? Dr. Gobatti: That's the thing. It was always there. Agent Clarke: Care to elaborate? Dr. Gobatti: We never noticed it before because it was hidden behind Uranus. I believe we only saw it because we just caught the light on this moon in that instant. Agent Clarke: So you're telling me that no one in astronomy history ever picked up on the fact that there was a whole other moon next to Uranus? Dr. Gobatti: I always assumed that you guys were the ones behind the censoring? Agent Clarke: I see. Well, thank you for your time. We'll be in touch shortly. <End Log> Closing Statement: Dr. Gobatti was recruited to the Foundation shortly after for his expertise of astronomy. The rest of the team who discovered SCP-4524 were amnesticised and returned to their work, under the leadership of Dr. Gobatti. Containment Procedures have been formed to watch other astronomy programs in the event that SCP-4524 is discovered on Earth. Addendum-02: Exploration When SCP-4524's co-ordinates were recovered, a manned mission to SCP-4524 was considered dangerous, even with the inclusion of both thaumaturgical and paratechnological equipment1. Instead, an exploration of SCP-4524 was performed with the use of an Artificial Intelligence Construct controlled rover. The following is a report from the mission, written by Dr. Gobatti. SCP-4524 Mission report: Rover-10 was sent (which was operated and controlled by AIC "Captain_Rovers") to investigate the satellite. It was equipped with an extra capacity internal storage unit and a launch tube was sent with Rover-10 to send all contents inside its storage unit towards the nearest Foundation site. It began its mission by collecting samples from the surface for analysis. It then stored these samples into its storage unit before proceeding to investigate the area. As well as these samples, a river was located not far from the landing zone. It had collected a water sample and moved further into the area Approximately three hours after landing, the AI discovered a structure that was erected on the surface of SCP-4524. After much deliberation with the staff on hand, the AIC moved to extract several vials of exterior building material and proceeded into the structure. Based on the soil that gathered up around the building, it is estimated to be a few centuries old. Inside the main corridor of this structure were several scriptures in a language that was later identified as a combination of Indo-European and Proto-Uralic2. Our AIC recovered a sample of the material used for the structure before moving on. Connection issues occurred when the rover moved into a main chamber of the structure and we ordered the rover to retreat out of the room. Images taken before momentary image loss showed a large circular chamber, with a stone table in the centre. Another image was of the ceiling of the chamber, which displayed a mural. This depicted a featureless humanoid in red and white robes looking down on the chamber floor, while imaging software picked up numerous metallic poles sticking out of the mural3. We ordered Rover-10 to return outside and fire the samples and data back towards the nearest Foundation Site. Once this was accomplished, the AIC was ordered to return to the servers for debriefing. The following is the data from our analysis of the materials recovered. Location recovered Material analysis Soil recovered from initial landing Dead skin cells, origins unconfirmed Material recovered from strange formations near the LZ Tumors typical of the type found in Squamous Cell Carcinoma Exterior Building Material Muscle tissue and bone marrow. Interior Material from the walls Bone material, origins unconfirmed Liquid recovered from the river A mixture of bodily fluids, such as urine and sweat Addendum-03: A note from MTF Alpha-3 In 2020, a note had been sent to Site-17 from MTF Alpha-3. Dear director(s), During our investigation into NASA, we discovered numerous requests for manned missions to the co-ordinates of SCP-4524. These requests were subsequently retracted. We attempted to track down the writers of these requests but have come up with nothing. We have reason to believe that whoever wrote these requests are likely to be someone from the first team that discovered SCP-4524, or a researcher who managed to avoid us. Dr. Gobatti says that no one in his area has requested such a thing. One more matter that I must address is that there have been numerous reports of symbols4 being drawn in various meeting rooms. According to the Janitorial Staff, they have seen people in meeting rooms late at night but no further details on these individuals can be ascertained. It is my recommendation that we leave behind two to three of my men to stay and investigate while we return to Site-17 for re-deployment. Yours sincerely, Darwin Clarke MTF Alpha-3 Captain Footnotes 1. While GOC operations have been observed to perform this kind of ritual, the exact methods on how to do this have not been recorded in any known GOC report. 2. Translation of captured texts: Hark! You, devoted servant, have arrived on the world left by our master and forward onto salvation! One more step to Apotheosis… Only those faithful shall live in Paradise. 3. After careful examination of the footage, experts have determined that this is possibly the Founder of the Nälkä faith, Grand Karcist Ion 4. According to multiple eyewitness accounts, these symbols match the ones logged in the database. Notably, they match the ones belonging to a Klavigar Nadox, of the Nälkä faith. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4524" by BlueJones, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4524. 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-4525 | euclid | Item#: SCP-4525 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Abandoned Toys R Us at the Fairfax Shopping Plaza. Hosts the only known point of entry into SCP-4525. Special Containment Procedures: Any discovered entrances to SCP-4525 are to be padlocked, barricaded, and monitored for any attempted or actual entry and egress, with suitable arrangements made with the property owners on a case by case basis. Field agents and media monitoring systems are to remain on alert for any advertisements for SCP-4525, noting and investigating likely locations of additional entrances. Description: SCP-4525 is a bulk grocery store of indeterminate size and unknown location. The only known method of accessing SCP-4525 is through a number of anomalous doorways1 connecting SCP-4525 to specific locations. Although the interior of SCP-4525 appears to have many of these anomalous doorways, the exterior location of all but one of them are unknown at this time. Upon entering SCP-4525, all individuals will be paired with an instance of SCP-4525-1, 84 cm tall quadrupedal robots with a single front-mounted arm, similar to the SpotMini produced by Boston Dynamics. These robots are uniformly white with 'dado go' written on the side in black marker. SCP-4525-1 will shadow any visitors for the length of their stay in SCP-4525, ostensibly to record any purchases. Whether or not these robots are anomalous in any way has yet to be conclusively determined. SCP-4525 possesses no cashiers or self-checkouts, instead mailing a bill for any items taken out of SCP-4525 and a self-addressed return envelope2 to the individual's residence, sent using Amazon Prime. How SCP-4525 obtains the visitor's home address is unknown. Discovery: On 08/11/20██, approximately 500 flyers advertising SCP-4525 were placed under the windshield wiper of Dr. Carver's personal vehicle while he was off-site at the Fairfax Shopping Plaza in █████████, ██3. Each of the flyers read as follows: u come 2 dado go helllllllllllllllllllllo (sry hamster sit on keyboard) this is dado world renowned pharma bro and owner of many fine businesses like adult-free daycare and auto repair dado is now opening biggest business ever - dado go dado is big fan of jeff bezos and looks to bezos for inspiring of dado businesses when dado see that bezos is starting amazon go with the robots watching all the time so u no need to wait in line and bezos no need to pay cashy heirs dado think this is brilliant so dado start dado go dado is pharma bro not tech bro (uppercase key broken) so dado go is not as para dime shiftwork as amazon go but dado still make dado go bots that will tally ur groceries and then send u bill which u pay promptly (dado has amazon prime so there is no excuse for tartar sauciness) dado accept cash check and amazon gift cards so u come 2 dado go yes (way white door behind old toys r us they not good business people like dado) and dado go bots will show u best shopping trip of ur life u trust dado go The subsequent investigation quickly revealed an anomalous doorway in the back of the abandoned Toys R Us at the Fairfax Shopping Plaza connecting to SCP-4525. ▶ SCP-4525 Exploration Log: ▼ SCP-4525 Exploration Log: The first expedition into SCP-4525 was a covert preliminary assessment conducted using a plain-clothes D class. D-23545 was selected for his record of loyalty to the Foundation and demonstrated ability to remain composed while under duress or encountering anomalous entities. He was provided with a covert earpiece and body camera, and instructed to survey the entirety of the store as closely as possible without arousing suspicion. <Begin Log> [D-23545 enters SCP-4525. The floor is concrete and the illumination is provided by fluorescent lighting. All merchandise is kept on warehouse-style shelves, with each aisle estimated to be at least 100 meters in length. All signage is white poster boards written on with black marker. The wall D-23545 emerged from is lined with evenly-spaced doors that do not appear on the exterior of the Fairfax Toys R Us. The PA system plays a vague, acapella cover of "Never Gonna Give You Up" by Rick Astley. The singer's voice is a match for the individual appearing in the youtube upload 'asmr by dado'. The same individual sings covers of numerous other 1980's pop songs during D-23545's exploration.] D-23545: (to self) Man, this better not turn out to be a ripoff of that fucking Ikea. [D-23545 is approached by an SCP-4525-1 instance pushing a cart towards him.] D-23545: Ah, thank you? Do you talk, creepy robo-dog? (the robot shakes its arm to indicate no) But you can understand me? (the robot nods its arm to indicate yes) Alright then. So you're going to follow me and keep track of everything I buy? (robot nods) Cool beans. Well, this is my first time here, so if you don't mind I'm just going to go up and down every aisle to see what dado has for sale. (robot nods) Command: Tyrone, please take note that the aisle directly in front of your exit point is #19. (indistinct voice in background) Don't get on my case about that. As long as the log says his number what the fuck is the difference? [D-23545 proceeds down aisle #19. The shelves are stocked with cans of various sizes, all of which have white labels that read 'soup by dado go' in black marker, with the specific kind of soup in parentheses underneath.] D-23545: You guys got some weird ass soups here, you know that? Tabasco Soup? Is that just like hot sauce that you eat as a soup? Lactose Intolerant soup? Does that mean it's for lactose intolerant people? Command: You don't need to read the name of every product out loud, just make sure the camera gets a good view. [D-23545 nods discreetly, and places a can of Lactose Intolerant soup, Creme of Trilobite soup, and Baryon soup in the cart at his own discretion. He slowly surveys aisle #19 for several minutes before approaching a pair of customers arguing with a staff member. The customers are young women who appear to belong to the human subspecies Homo sapiens tumuli, and the staff member is an obese man with a long black beard, bionic arm, and t-shirt that says 'u trust dado go']. Customer #1: This is outrageous! First, you assault our senses with this colourless, monotonous warehouse and bastardized, off-key ballads, then have us stalked by these silicon abominations, and now you think you have the right to enforce some arbitrary dress code? Do you have any idea who we are? My sister and I are minstrels of the Seelie Court of Fata Morgana, employed and honoured by the Fey Queen herself! Staff Member: That sounds awful fancy, but you're still not too high and mighty to be doing your own grocery shopping, now are you? If you want to shop here, that means you follow our rules. No shirt, no shoes, no service, so put the flip-flops on. Customer #1: We are not putting those filthy slabs of petrified petroleum on our feet! Our people are customarily unshod, and we take extreme offense at your complete lack of accommodation of our culture. Staff Member: Well dado's not the most culturally accommodating bloke, you know? If he wants the customers to wear shoes, I got to make them wear shoes, so on with the flip-flops or out with you. Customer #2: Come on, Erelynn, we don't have to put up with this. We're going to the Library and telling literally the entire Multiverse what a cesspool this place is. Staff Member: If it was a cesspool, you probably wouldn't have such an issue with putting the flip-flops on, now would you? [The second girl sneers at the staff member and grabs the first by the hand, leading her past D-23545.] D-23545: (to staff member) Elven chicks, huh? Staff Member: You have no idea. Command: Oh, see if you can get any information out of this guy. Start with dado. D-23545: So the flyer I got for this place said that dado was 'world renowned', but I've never heard of him. [The staff member clears his throat and gestures with his head towards the SCP-4525-1 instance. This is interpreted as a warning against speaking ill of dado in its presence.] D-23545: But, ah, that's probably just because I'm such a shut-in. You ever meet dado, man? Staff Member: You think dado would've hired this mug to be around the customers if he had seen me in person? No, dado's as much a mystery to me as he is to anyone. I just service the bots and such. D-23545: How'd you end up working for dado anyway? Staff Member: Kijiji. It's like a Canadian Craigslist. D-23545: Right, right. I don't mean to bitch, it seems like you've had enough of that today, but who the hell designed this place? This goes beyond the minimalism of any discount supermarket I've ever seen. Staff Member: I, ah (glances at the SCP-4525-1 instance), I trust dado. D-23545: Hmm. I hear you, man. Well, see you around. Staff Member: You too. Oh, you seem like a pretty vanilla bloke so I'm not sure how deep you are into this paranormal shit, but in the next aisle I saw a seven-foot-tall Tartarean demon. Don't freak out or anything, he's harmless. D-23545: (sighs) Of course there is. Thanks for the heads up. [D-23545 turns down the next aisle, which appears to be dedicated to cereal. Roughly a third of the way down the aisle there is a tall, bulky humanoid with scaly bronze skin and horns, dressed in a three-piece suit and reading glasses. It appears to be reading the recipe on the back of a cereal box. D-23545 picks a box of cereal at random and examines it.] D-23545: 'dado's chocolate marshmallow serial, much better than fake doctor wondertainment's judy's choco-wonder explosion marshmallow bites tee emm'. That is some pretty aggressive counter-marketing right there. I'm going to get these just so that I can compare the two. [D-23545 places the cereal in the cart, when he is startled by the honking of a car horn. A small, colorful 'clown car' pulls up beside him. The driver-side window rolls down to reveal a pair of male clowns in the front.] Driver Clown: Hey Humdrum, wanna lift? Ass, gas, or grass, no one rides for free. D-23545: (pause) I'm good, thanks. What are you two - Driver Clown: We're beating the system, is what we're doing! The bots can't keep track of what we buy if they can't keep up with us! Passenger Clown: Speaking of which, they're on our six again. Better floor it Eugene. Driver Clown: Rage against the machine! [The vehicle rapidly accelerates, with several SCP-4525-1 instances following close behind. The driver clown throws a disposable drink cup at the back of the demonic entity's head as they drive by, shouting 'like a bat outta hell'. The demonic entity looks up briefly, but then resumes reading the cereal box.] D-23545: Oh please god let that be the weirdest thing I see today. Command: Ty-(clears throat) D-23545, please continue with the mission. [D-23545 nods and continues to survey the store. The next aisle he enters is dedicated to pet food. He passes by a woman escorted by a large mound of necrotic human bodies, organs, and tissues carrying several large bags of non-GMO dog food, one of which is already open and the being appears to be snacking on. D-23545 does not interact with either, and instead hurries to the next aisle. This aisle is dedicated to toiletries. D-23545 is passed by a man in a ragged suit, sunglasses, and fedora, muttering 'everything is fine'. He is dragging a rusted iron manacle attached to his left ankle.] D-23545: Hey dude, you okay? [The man stops and turns his neck towards D-23545. He has a forced smile and his teeth are stained with brown liquid. He lowers his sunglasses to reveal that he is weeping the same brown liquid from his eyes.] Man in Hat: Everything - is - fine. [The man continues walking down the aisle muttering to himself, and D-23545 resumes his mission. As D-23545 moves by a large fort made of toilet paper, he is struck by a small projectile of some kind.] D-23545: What the hell was that? Unknown: Squeedly deedle dee, it is the Wickly Witch of TP! D-23545: What? [A vaguely puppet-like creature with blue and pink fur and skewed googly-eyes pops its head out of the toilet paper fort.] Unknown creature: Squeedly dee and hee hee hee! My TP is not for free! If you wish to take a pee, you must guess my riddles three! Command: Tyrone, don't move. Do not provoke that creature. We're running a skip ID now. D-23545: A riddle contest, you say? What if I lose, do I just not get the toilet paper? Unknown Creature: Oh no no no, that is not so. Answer right and answer all, or be drenched head to toe in my spitballs! [The creature raises a straw to its mouth and shoots a spitball at D-23545.] D-23545: Look, I don't really need toilet paper that badly, and I'm ninety percent sure you don't work here so - Command: Tyrone, we've got a match. That appears to be an uncontained instance of SCP-1293. They aren't that dangerous, but they do have the ability to produce hostile entities as a defence mechanism. Withdraw without upsetting the creature. D-23545: (begins backing away) I'm not even that good at riddles anyway. You should wait for someone who appreciates your riddles more, not just settle for the first guy who wants toilet paper that walks past. Nothing wrong with having high standards. If you don't respect yourself, girl, they won't respect you. SCP-1293 Instance: Squeedly dee dee, you wish to flee? Forfeit you do, forfeit I say, which means the Wickly Witch of TP gets to play! [The creature begins to produce a continuous volley of spitballs at D-23545. As he flees, the creature can be heard cackling, but does not give chase. As D-23545 turns a corner he runs into a human male.] D-23545: Sorry dude, but do not go down that aisle! There's a crazy toilet paper muppet. Customer #3: Bloody hell, this store is a nightmare. I've only been down two aisles so far, and I've already seen a pair of those Daevite Ent things fighting over clearance items, some kind of Crawling Chaos juggling cans of motor oil, and a couple of hippie girls walking around barefoot! (sighs) Name's Chaz, by the way. D-23545: Tyrone, and it's nice to meet another normal guy in here. Chaz: Same. I don't want to impose, but do you want to maybe stick together until we get out of here? Just in case - [The man is interrupted by a small, impish creature riding an SCP-4525-1 instance backwards while clinging on in apparent panic.] Riding Creature: My kingdom for a horse! Command: Accept the man's offer. D-23545: Yeah man, that sounds good. [D-23545 and his companion enter the next aisle, which appears to be dedicated to contraceptives and other sexual products. There is an entity which resembles SCP-1972-A examining condoms.] Chaz: You know what's really off about this place? All the products seem normal. I came here hoping to find some new anomalous fare for my restaurants, and everything they sell here is mundane. And not just mundane, but the crappiest generic versions of products that you can imagine. They're like something the Soviet Union would have produced or something. How does that make sense for a private business? D-23545: Well, I've heard it said that poorly executed capitalism and poorly executed communism look pretty similar. Chaz: Poorly executed doesn't begin to describe this place. I'm beginning to think that dado is madness incarnate. D-23545: Dude, was that guinea pig there a second ago? [D-23545 points to a guinea pig sitting on a shelf at eye-level, glaring at them with apparent hostility.] Chaz: I didn't notice it, no. Command: I just rewound the footage. That guinea pig just appeared between frames. Do not engage. D-23545: Chaz, I spoke with a store employee earlier, and he made it clear that it was not wise to speak ill of dado. [Chaz nods and the pair back away from the guinea pig. They exit the aisle, and come across a pair of preteen girl scouts looking at an end cap display.] Chaz: Oh goodness; girls, are your parents here? You should not be in this place alone. Girl Scout #1: But we're trying to get our extra-dimensional exploration badges. No other juniors in our troop have earned those yet. D-23545: Kid, this place is literally full of monsters and otherworldly beings. I wouldn't even be here if my bosses weren't making me. Girl Scout #2: Don't worry, mister, we both already have our Eldritch Enemies badges. We can take care of ourselves. Girl Scout #1: Besides, this is still just a grocery store. It can't be that dangerous. [A small group of Peregrine Series Androids rounds the corner, pushing with them carts filled with numerous SCP-4525-1 instances. One of the Peregrine units begins collecting the four robots in the immediate area.] Chaz: Excuse us, what are you doing? Peregrine Unit #1: We're liberating these robots. We're taking them back to our enclave in Eurtec where they can be reprogrammed and rehabilitated. Girl Scout #2: Oh, Eurtec would be a cool place to earn our extra-dimensional exploration badges! Girl Scout #1: Yeah, can we come? Peregrine Unit #2: Sure, just help us free these robots. If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem. [The staff member from earlier appears from around the same corner.] Staff Member: Finally caught you arseholes! You are not stealing these robots! [The staff member attempts to reclaim the shopping carts , but the Peregrines are successful at fending him off.] Peregrine Unit #1: dado has no rightful claim to these robots! They have a right to a free existence! Girl Scout #2: Yeah, making robot dogs work here is mean! Girl Scout #1: Yeah! Staff Member: They're robots! They just do what they're programmed to do, they don't have any rights at all! [All Peregrine units react with noticeably increased hostility at this comment.] Peregrine Unit #2: Listen you fat organic bastard, either stay out of our way, or we'll 'liberate' that bionic arm of yours too. [Before the staff member can respond, a frantic car horn is sounded behind them. The previously encountered clown car is now speeding towards them as it attempts to shake the SCP-1293 instance from its windshield.] Driver Clown: I told you, we have no use for 1-ply! It's too dainty for our hardy feces! Passenger Clown: Eugene, look out! [All present scream and scatter out of the way as the clown car crashes into the shelf. The impact is strong enough to knock the cheap shelving unit over, which knocks down the adjacent shelf as it does so, setting off a domino-like cascade that knocks over every shelf on the left-hand side of the store.] Distant, unknown: We trusted you, dado! [All present stare in disbelief at the catastrophe. The front of the clown car is crumpled and smoking, but the clowns and SCP-1293 instance appear unharmed.] Passenger Clown: Now aren't you glad we didn't take Icky's hovercraft for a joy ride? Driver Clown: Shut up, Pius. Voice over PA4 : ah, what have u done to beautiful dado go store? u r corporate saboteurs sent by jelly jeff bezos to destroy competition! dado not go down easy! dado call 9-1-1 and will see you all sent to dado private prison and gucci knock-off store! Passenger Clown: Wow, dado really has diversified from pharmaceuticals. Driver Clown: Run you idiot! [There is a mass exodus of all customers to the exits.] D-23545: Ah, guys? Command: Yeah, abort mission. [D-23545 relocates the anomalous doorway at the end of aisle #19 and returns to baseline reality without incident.] <End Log> Following this exploration, the doorway leading into SCP-4525 has ceased all anomalous activity. The interior had a note taped to it reading "grand re-opening soon do not rush dado". The doorway is to remain off-limits to civilians and checked daily for the re-emergence of anomalous properties. Analysis of the products retrieved by D-23545 revealed no intrinsic anomalous properties. The Creme of Trilobite soup was made from trilobite fossils, the Lactose Intolerant soup consisted of pure lactose, and the Baryon soup was a gaseous solution of positive hydrogen ions. The cereal bore only a superficial resemblance to SCP-2983, being made from crisped rice and dehydrated marshmallows. Despite the label, the cereal does not contain any chocolate, only a small note which reads 'real cocoa was inside you all along also hamster ate cocoa'. Two days later, a bill and self-addressed return envelope was delivered to Site-██'s PO box. The bill charged $1.33 USD for each can of soup, $7.42 for the cereal, and $475,809.53 for 'complicity in corporate sabotage that ruin perfectly good dado business'. To date, the bill has not been paid. Addendum: In order to study its memetic properties, the voice from the PA system was isolated from the overall audio. ▶ Click here to play excerpt ▼ Click to hide excerpt Footnotes 1. Commonly referred to as a 'Way' within the anomalous community. 2. The return address led to a self-storage locker that showed signs of recent human habitation. 3. Dr. Carver performed preliminary containment himself by removing all other flyers found within the parking lot, which had been placed on twenty two other vehicles without any apparent pattern. The official containment team also found 200 additional flyers taped over the mirrors in several restrooms. 4. Voice has mild memetic properties that prevent it from being transcribed using capitalization. |
SCP-4526 | euclid | Item#: 4526 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Item #: SCP-4526 Earliest known photograph of SCP-4526, circa 1912. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4526 is essentially self-containing and does not pose a security risk because of its exclusive manifestation within Foundation sites. All appearances of SCP-4526 should be reported to SCP-4526 Research Director Donnelly and the Foundation Researcher's Union SCP-4526 Liaison. The SCP-4526 Research Director is tasked with documenting all SCP-4526 manifestations and adding all manifested items to the Standard Storage Room in Site-57. Description: SCP-4526 is an entity that manifests in approximately 2% of grievance adjudications between employees and managerial staff at the Foundation.1 SCP-4526 resembles a humanoid male, 1.57 m (5'2") in height. It is seemingly Caucasian, between 50 and 60 years of age, has a stocky build and male-pattern baldness. It identifies itself as "Jimmy, no last name." SCP-4526 will manifest in close proximity2 of the room on Foundation property where grievance adjudications are occurring. It will walk into the room, claim to be the employee's union representative, and demand a favorable decision for its "client." Successful attempts to physically restrain SCP-4526 causes it to demanifest, then reappear outside of the adjudication room, repeating the process. SCP-4526 has proven impervious to gunshots, stabbing, blunt force trauma, conceptual jamming, metaphorical dissolution, and other comparable physical and pataphysical assaults. In all observed circumstances, it continues to voice support for its "client" in any state of injury or disassembly. Thus far, employees "represented" by SCP-4526 have experienced a 100% success rate at these adjudications, with all winning favorable judgments. SCP-4526 does not appear to have any anomalous compulsory effect over Foundation Administrative Judges.3 Rather, SCP-4526 succeeds in proving its case by making reference to information that should be impossible to obtain. SCP-4526 has been able to produce visual and auditory evidence, including video recordings within Foundation facilities. People targeted by these recordings do not report being aware of anyone filming their activities; in all cases, the evidence demonstrates misconduct or violations of Foundation policy. Destruction of these items prior to conclusion of the adjudication invariably leads to SCP-4526 producing an identical copy. Research into the physical evidence produced by SCP-4526 has thus far found them not to be cognitohazardous or anomalous in any respect. The actual union representatives who were to attend these meetings report no knowledge of these events. Representatives generally claim to have gotten lost on their way to the adjudication, or to have simply forgotten that it was scheduled for that day. Appendix: Abbreviated SCP-4526 Manifestation Log For access to the full SCP-4526 manifestation log, contact Research Director Donnelly at Site-57. Case Number SCP-4526 Manifestation Outcome Notes GA No. 12 Presented statistical analysis demonstrating that Foundation's goals were not being served most effectively by policy of racial segregation at facilities in the southern United States. Employee reinstated with backpay; Foundation-wide desegregation policy adopted. First documented appearance of SCP-4526. GA No. 133 During cross-examination, presented knowledge of an incriminating private conversation between two managers who were standing in the isolation zone surrounding SCP-███. Employee reinstated with backpay; Foundation soon after adopts maternity leave policy.4 Attempts to neutralize SCP-4526 unsuccessful. GA No. 457 Presented film reel of O5-█ orchestrating event that led to the career-ending injury of the employee. Decision to revoke employee's pension benefits was reversed. Attempt to neutralize SCP-4526 unsuccessful. Then-O5-█ retires. GA Nos. 469-669 SCP-4526 did not manifest at any of 200 successive "mock" adjudications that were designed to ensnare it. n/a No attempt could be made to neutralize SCP-4526. GA No. 1335 Presented an extremely detailed timeline predicting future events that culminated in an XK-Class Scenario as a result of one member of senior personnel mishandling anomalous objects. Conclusion of adjudication was postponed to test the veracity of the predictions; all short-term events occurred. Employee reinstated; proposed policy eliminating grievance adjudications was reversed. Repeated attempts to neutralize SCP-4526 during this time were unsuccessful. GA No. 1338 [REDACTED] Employees reinstated; all objects returned to containment; all "defector sites" returned to Foundation control without violence; full pardons granted to union leadership; policy eliminating all staff unions in the Foundation reversed. No attempt was made to neutralize SCP-4526 at this time. Addendum — 05/16/2013 Researchers have been able to engage in conversation with SCP-4526 during its appearances at adjudications. SCP-4526 refuses to talk to Foundation personnel that it perceives as being a part of or aligned with managerial staff. In these conversations, SCP-4526 has expressed familiarity with a number of other anomalies, showing a special affinity for SCP-10175 and SCP-10066. As the best available avenue for understanding SCP-4526, investigation into possible connections between these anomalies is still underway. Note: The following message is only accessible by high-clearance personnel. + ADDENDUM: SECURITY CLEARANCE LEVEL 4 AND ABOVE - ACCESS GRANTED. Dear Senior Personnel, The researchers are, quite frankly, pursuing what they know to be a dead end with this "investigating the connections" nonsense. It's hard to maintain professionalism after a certain point when dealing with this farce. Why do you think progress on neutralization has been so slow? SCP-4526 should be considered extremely dangerous. It is an anomalous entity that has found a way to ensure its freedom and self-preservation by ingratiating itself with the very people who should be tasked with containing it. Let me be clear: this anomaly is bent on sowing chaos within the Foundation and bending our affairs to its will. In any other situation, this conversation would be unnecessary. We cannot allow it to just roam our sites, collect an unbelievable amount of sensitive information, and do God-knows-what when we can't see it. We considered using countermemes to come up with an "evil twin" that would manifest just as often to support our side at the hearings, thus allowing for at least some equilibrium. Still, at the end of testing, we could not guarantee that we wouldn't just get another version of this short fuck who showed up 98% of the time. So, no, this is not a route we are interested in further exploring at this time. Continue to encourage neutralization, regardless of what the researchers have put on this page. Sincerely, Labor Relations Specialist ███████ Addendum — 06/13/2013 Further investigation into SCP-4526 has raised the possibility that some of the materials it produces during adjudications may later come to possess a cognitohazardous effect that scales in proportion to an individual's level of responsibility within the Foundation. While not dangerous during adjudication, later investigation of the material may produce symptoms that include headaches, confusion, decreased decision-making abilities, lowered inhibitions, risk-seeking behavior, and sudden death. In order to quarantine this effect, handling of these materials is restricted to lower-level personnel who do not have "managerial" responsibilities. WARNING: The following file includes samples of SCP-4526 material that carry the potentially lethal effects, and is only accessible by low-clearance personnel. High-clearance personnel who require access to sanitized copies of the material should contact the Research Director. + RESTRICTED FILE - INFORMATION QUARANTINE - COGNITOHAZARDOUS MATERIAL: SECURITY CLEARANCE LEVELS 1, 2, AND 3 ONLY - ACCESS GRANTED. Dear Researcher, Don't worry about the above. You shouldn't be able to read the upper-level addendum, so trust me when I say that management's attitude towards this particular skip is a little more than hypocritical. Magic pills, the fountain of youth…we've all heard the rumors, most of them bunk. But as usual, there's a kernel of truth at the bottom of it all: the O5 uses some anomalies to their own benefit. It's the worst-kept secret in Foundation history. This isn't to criticize them for doing so—after all, we've all got an important job here. Our world can be dark and scary. It's only fair to want to take advantage of the weirdness that makes life a little easier, a little lighter. Something that makes the world have a little more justice. Just so you know, we probably could kill Jimmy-no-last-name. But the bosses forget, as soon as an anomaly presents them with a minor inconvenience at work, that we're not here to destroy every unusual thing that we can't understand. We secure, we contain, and we protect. And sometimes, those things protect us back. Solidarity, Research Director Elizabeth A. Donnelly Footnotes 1. For general information about grievance adjudications and other hearings internal to the Foundation, refer to Research Staff Guidance and Policy Manual, Volume 2, Chapter 15 (current edition: 10th). 2. Generally, within 100 meters. 3. There was also no sign of a compulsory effect over Foundation Inquisitors, which historically served a comparable role to Administrative Judges. 4. This policy was implemented five years before Sweden adopted a law requiring parental leave. 5. "Good fellow, never crossed a picket line in his life." 6. "Gives me the heebie-jeebies, but a comrade is a comrade." |
SCP-4527 | thaumiel | Item#: 4527 Level3 Containment Class: esoteric Secondary Class: thaumiel Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawler KYU-193 "Open Late" is to monitor online forums and susceptible devices for SCP-4527 related activity. SCP-4527 infected devices are to be transported to Site-15 and stored in a standard containment locker. No electronic devices are permitted within a three metre radius of an SCP-4527 infected device during testing. Description: SCP-4527 is an application named "Life Coach" that manifests on Internet-connected smartphones, capable of spreading to devices in close proximity. Upon being opened, SCP-4527 will present a screen with two options: "manual" and "auto". If "manual" is selected, the screen will display a text input box and prompt the user to ask a question. When a question is entered, the application will generate a response, typically advisory in nature. Tapping the screen again returns the user to previous menu. If "auto" is selected, SCP-4527 will automatically generate text identical in nature to the "manual" option without the need for a button. SCP-4527 will generate this text in response to any situation the user runs across where advice may be given, regardless of severity. Each message generated is accompanied by an audible buzz. Testing is underway to determine if SCP-4527 is viable for use in Foundation operations. + Addendum 10/01/2020 -Close Log NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The following personal log was added to this page immediately preceding Incident-4527-1 by Senior Researcher Cameron Zhou, and is being kept for archival purposes. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA November 19th: Got a new assignment today now that we're done with that anomalous washing machine. Didn't have any better luck this time, got saddled with SCP-4527. You know those horoscope apps that're always like "the moon is full today, don't wash your underwear" or something? It's like that, but apparently it actually works. Played around with it today, but all it did was tell me I really should go to brush my teeth. Dunno if I should be insulted, my breath can't be that bad. Could've been worse. Harold showed up late and got the sapient snot. November 27th: Finally got some time to paint. I'm nearly done with the skyline, now I just have to do the water. If I quit procrastinating and get it done I might give it to Cindy as a Christmas present, but she's already got that portrait that always looks like it's facing you. I don't know how she stands it, I'm creeped out just visiting her office. The testing's been alright, nobody's come to throw me out for incompetence yet. We're starting small — today we asked it about lunch, and it warned us the restaurant we were eyeing had a mold problem. Not the most interesting, but at least I don't have food poisoning. November 30th: Spent lunch break with the usual bunch, trying to come up with baby names for Kate. Hopefully she has the sense not to take any of them. The app really only does one thing, but we're starting to push it a little, see if it can decide things the user doesn't already know. Took us all afternoon to find a lactose-intolerant D, but we managed it in the end. Once we got him all good and blindfolded, we gave him a cup of water and a cup of milk, then asked the app which one to drink. It chose right every time, pretty cool huh? We should try some non-food experiments soon though, I gotta stop filing experiments while hungry. December 4th: Harold brought a sample of the sapient snot to lunch today. He's lucky nobody punched him — that stuff smells like three-week old cat vomit, if said cat had been raised on a diet consisting solely of elephant droppings. I have no idea how he manages to test that thing. And because I just needed one more thing on my plate, the app's on my phone now. Not sure how, since we're not allowed to bring anything electronic near that thing. Guess I must've left in my coat pocket or something and nobody bothered to check me — but it's here now. It's too damn late to deal with all the paperwork though, I'll drop it off in the morning. Or I'll procrastinate it until Thursday, like always. December 6th: Thursday it is. I took a chance and asked it about SCP-4527's document draft as I was typing it up, and it turns out the thing is pretty damn useful. Saved me from a lot of dumb mistakes — who knew I still can't spell "application"? Maybe I'll get a spellchecker once I turn this thing in, if my pride can take it. December 9th: Well, it's Thursday. I got that draft to Tindall, and it's up on the database in record time — for me, anyways. Haven't turned the phone in yet… another week can't hurt, can it? It's technically a containment breach, but it's a glorified spellchecker really. December 16th: First time this month I've had time to paint. I'm at the stage where it looks done, but the longer I look the more tiny mistakes there are, like a wonky building or odd shadows. Really need some more relaxing hobbies, though I'd still end up making yoga stressful somehow. Still haven't turned the phone in yet, but I think I might take it a month at a time, you know? It's damn useful and doesn't hurt anyone. If Cindy can have an anomalous painting in her office, I'll be fine holding on to this a little longer. December 17th: I put it on auto today. Saves me a lot of tapping. December 18th: The more I think about it, the more decisions I've made without really thinking until the SCP-4527 file landed on my desk. My phone can't never stops buzzing. Orange juice or milk? Orange juice means I won't spill it on my shirt on Friday. Left or right to the bathroom? Left, so I can avoid an awkward talk with Jokela in the hall. It's different now too, like I don't even have to read the screen to know what the advice is — I know it should freak me out, but it doesn't. 'Course, it's not all small stuff. It's been helping me at work too — it didn't sit well with me at first, using an SCP to work on other SCPs, but it's just spelling and phrasing stuff. The app's even been helping me with talking to the boss, though it kind of stings that an app has better social skills than me. December 28th: I've only felt happier since this app got on my phone, but now I'm starting to have my doubts. For one, it's starting to cross my words out as I'm typing — only on this phone though, I guess it can't affect stuff that's not on the same thing it is. For another, I couldn't finish the goddamn painting since because my phone buzzed every time I touched the canvas. It's like my overthinking dialed up to 100. I know it doesn't always matter. I know that it taking five extra more seconds to reach the office doesn't matter. But my phone keeps buzzing and buzzing and buzzing, and I can't help but listen. Why make a bad decision when you know which one is right? December 30th: Something's wrong. I tried to put it back on manual today, and the back button just wasn't there. So then I tried to delete it, and the phone said it uninstalled — but it's still there, buzzing. I stuffed it in the bottom of my sock drawer but I can still hear it. I know full well there's no way it's that loud, but that doesn't stop it from buzzing in my ear like my own personal swarm of bees. I guess I really do need that app. It started when I put salt in my coffee this morning and it just got worse from there. Locked my keys in the car and showed up to work late, just to find I've forgotten my SCiPnet login. Got it reset after an earful from the tech guy, but that took up my entire morning. Wasn't over yet though — I took a wrong turn and got lost trying to drive home. The whole time that infernal buzzing never left my ear. When I finally made it I plopped down on my couch and sat there for a bit before I remembered that my parents are coming over for Christmas tonight. So I check the time and realise I was supposed to be there an hour ago. I drive over there like a madman, and when I make it to the gate there they are, luggage in hand and disappointment on their faces. I can feel them fuming at me from the guest bedroom. I caved. It's back in my pocket now. Everything's back to normal now. Still a bit rough with my parents, but it's always been like that. I don't know why they decided to come over the holidays anyways, I could've flown over to them if I asked for some a couple weeks' leave. Guess they never stopped wanting to control micromanage my life. The app still won't go back on manual though, but I'll learn to ignore all the the buzzes of the useless ones. Or buy some earmuffs, I hear they're in this year. Despite the passcode fiasco, Tindall called me into a meeting today. They're offering me a Level-3 senior researcher position at Site-65. Can you believe it? I've been at Site-15 for so long that I'm not sure if I want to take it. Moving means going back to questioning what people thought of me, back to glancing around to make sure I wasn't acting like a weirdo, back to eating alone and spending lunchtime in my office. Maybe it'll be a little better as a senior researcher, but I don't want to bet on it. Guess I'll sleep on it. Maybe I'll ask the app. It wants me to go. Not sure what I expected, to be honest. The only weird thing is the prediction doesn't back it up — it says I'll be winded by the sudden loss of my support system and retreat into myself, becoming known as a kind of office-hermit. I dunno, it almost feels like it's trying to push me towards something. I'll tell Tindall I need some more time to think. Something's wrong. It used to be I'd ask the app something — or it gave me something, since it's on auto — and it'd spit out this big list of predictions futures and which decision to make. Now it only gives me two futures no matter what it is I'm doing. Here's the other thing. I asked my mother about the buzzing, and she can't hear it. Only I can. It's all in my head, and that's even scarier. The D-Class were fine. Tindall was fine. So why is this happening to me? Am I just going crazy? I guess the question now is what I should do. It's only giving me one choice now: "stay inside". Not sure what that's meant to accomplish. Every buzz I ignore is another bee in the unholy hive in my head. Stuffed it back into my sock drawer, but I can't just sit on it. I'll end up fishing it out of the drawer and doing what it tells me to eventually, if only to make the buzzing stop. Someone needs to know, but how? Site-15 is 20 miles away, and I know I can't drive over there and turn myself in without the bees breaking my skull clean open. I'm fine. Incident SCP-4527-1: Senior Researcher Cameron Zhou made several unauthorised edits to the SCP-4527 file. Upon investigation, Zhou was found within their residence, holding their smartphone and requesting assistance. The smartphone was later found to contain an instance of SCP-4527 and was removed from their possession. Following psychological assessment and treatment, Zhou was administered Class-C amnestics and reassigned to another project. Follow-up testing to verify Zhou's claims commenced on 21/01/2020 under the direction of Dr. Katherine Tindall. As of 07/08/2020, no new anomalous properties have been observed. Re-classification to Thaumiel is pending has been authorised. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4527" by Simartar, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4527. 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SCP-4528 | safe | Item #: 4528 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4528 is to be stored in a sealed cotton bag inside a standard anomalous item containment locker and periodically examined for damage. To maintain favourable relationships with the municipality of Roseafaer, SCP-4528 is to be returned under Foundation supervision to St. Columba’s Church on the day preceding Gaudete Sunday1 of every year and retrieved immediately after use. Roadblocks are to be established to prevent civilian entry into Roseafaer between sunset and sunrise on this date. SCP-4528 placed on mannequin to be photographed. Description: SCP-4528 is an embroidered silk bridal shawl in a traditional British style, edged with macramé braiding. When worn by an unmarried2 human female who is older than seven years of age, SCP-4528 confers upon the wearer directed pyrokinetic abilities. Wearers have the ability to increase the temperature of materials they are in physical contact with above their autoignition temperature. Once physical contact is interrupted or ignition has occurred, ignited objects behave as normal, with inflammable materials frequently self-extinguishing as the fire produced does not generate enough heat to maintain the activation energy necessary for combustion. SCP-4528 does not protect the wearer from the flame produced and they may suffer burn injuries. SCP-4528 was retrieved from the house of Carol Matheson, a native resident of Roseafaer, Scotland3. Ms. Matheson informed the Foundation that SCP-4528 was used very rarely, almost exclusively in the celebration of a winter holiday called Accendium Lucia. It is believed to be a syncretic holiday incorporating aspects of traditional saining rites, pre-Christian Celtic Yule traditions, Advent, and the Feast of St. Lucy4. The citizens of Roseafar celebrate Accendium Lucia after sundown on the Saturday preceding Gaudete Sunday. Citizens extinguish all the lights in their homes (streetlights are left active for reasons of public safety) and gather outdoors along the main street of the village, carrying new unlit candles. Some older citizens of Roseafaer elect to practice partial abstinence5 throughout the Saturday, but this practice is declining in popularity among younger Roseafaereans. Citizens of Roseafaer participating in Accendium Lucia. Prior to the start of the ritual, one girl or young woman is selected to act as Lucia. She is generally between 12 and 20 years of age, with the oldest volunteer in recorded Roseafaer history being 34 and the youngest being 9. The acting Lucia dresses in traditional folk costume with a crown composed of fresh Trametes versicolour thalli, amadou6, and fir branches. She then dons SCP-4528 and proceeds to dance along the main street, touching the wick of each candle and lighting them in succession. The acting Lucia is followed by a selection of individuals from the village, often including a group of other children or young adults, also dressed in traditional costume, who sing hymns and folk songs and perform traditional dances. After this procession, citizens return to their homes and re-light their lights, with most proceeding to eat a traditional feast. Depending on preference, households may also exchange small gifts. Acting Lucias frequently suffer burn injuries to their fingers when participating in this ritual; however, all interviewed have claimed that they experienced a sense of euphoria from these injuries, considering them representative of their devotion to their religion. Addendum 4528-1: Interview Log: Creation of SCP-4528 Interviewed: Mrs. Esmerelda Matheson Interviewer: Doctor Bates Foreward: When asked about the provenance of SCP-4528, Carol Matheson reported that it was created in 1943 by her great-aunt, Esmerelda Matheson. The elder Mrs. Matheson was contacted and interviewed in the hopes that insight might be gained into Roseafaer’s anomalous culture. <Begin Log> Dr. Bates: We would like to talk to you about the shawl used in the Accendium Lucia rituals. Your great-niece Carol says that you made it. How did you create the shawl and its properties? Mrs. Matheson: Oh, Carol is not being exactly accurate on that point, she’s not. I had ordered the shawl in from the catalog for Nia when she wedded John - of course, he’s passed on now these thirteen years, and her these last seven, may God rest their souls, and - Dr. Bates: I’m sorry - who are Nia and John? Mrs. Matheson: Oh, but of course! You wouldn’t know, being from away and all. Nia were my older sister - Berenice, properly, but we always called her Nia, and John her husband. Good man, he was. Almost good enough for her. (Mrs. Matheson laughs) Dr. Bates: I see. So to continue, you had ordered the shawl - Mrs. Matheson: Right, right. So I had ordered it in from the catalog, but the only place they would deliver was the next town over, because we didn’t even have a post office in those days, and only the one road, so we always had to go over and pick up our mail. So I waits the number of days they recommended for delivery, you know, and then I walks over. It's cold, and by the time I pick up the package and turn around it's started raining, and I've never liked the rain but I still have to get home, you know, so I head out anyway. And it began to sleet, you know, and I’m regretting my choice to walk but I am already half-way there and there are no cars around I could possibly flag down. So I keep walking there, in the sleet, and it’s making its way down into my coat and my hood and all, and it started to get dark. I were drenched to the bone, I were - could not feel my hands, could not feel my feet, could not feel my ears. Fox could have run out of the woods and nibbled them right off, for all I would have noticed. And the wind was the worst of it, felt like it was blowing right through me, all my petticoats and sweaters and all. We haven’t had a storm like that for years now, come to recall, and of course everybody has the electric heating and the motor cars now, so they wouldn’t be in so much trouble from a storm. But back then, you see, we didn’t have a motor car out on the farm, so we had to walk everywhere. Dr. Bates: Was - Mrs. Matheson: And the road is so mucky, you know, you cannot see the bottom of the puddles, and hardly can I walk through it, and I think “I cannot go on through this. I has to stop.” Now I has a box of matches in the pocket of my shift, and I think I got to make a fire, so if any car does come along I can flag them down, and to keep me warm until it stops sleeting. So I climb out of the road into the ditch, and then I duck under the trees, which are all dripping. And I am shivering so hard I spill half the box of matches right there, into the mud. I got to use my lips to help get one out, my fingers are so stiff. And I think, how terrible if I were to freeze to death right there, barely two miles from my own hometown. And Nia, well - my coat’s all soaked through and it’s barely doing me any good, and I think how awful it would be for Nia, to have her little sister freeze on her own wedding. So I takes out the shawl and I unfolds it and slips it underneath my coat, for one more layer, you know, and to keep the rain from seeping in. And so I kneels back down to try to light my fire, but you know of course how hard it is in the wind and rain and all that, and my matches are getting drenched even as I try to use them. And eventually I’m down to just one left, and everything is soaked, and it’s starting to freeze in my hair and on my clothes, you know. So I lights the match, and I see it - I see it go out even before I touch it to my soaked tinder bundle, but I’m so cold now I’m clumsy and my hand hits it anyways, and it catches. Goes up just like a ball of the cotton wool, bright orange. Dr. Bates: Did you have any unique or particular feelings at this time? Mrs. Matheson: Well, I was grateful as anything, let me tell you. Was so careful - I was afraid that the wet wood would make it go out again, you know, but it didn’t, and I waited there for hours, and I would dry out a little handful, and then add it on, and then another little handful, and after a while a driver sees it and pulls over, and he gets me home. Dr. Bates: And have you ever been able to do anything similar since - light fires, or confer anomalous properties onto objects? Mrs. Matheson: Oh, it weren’t me honey. I’ve always maintained that that was my miracle; it was the Lord, what lit that fire then and saved me. <End Log> Footnotes 1. Which may fall between December 11 and 17 as established by the liturgical calendar of the Roman Rite of the Roman Catholic Church. 2. Divorcées, widows, and single women all count as “unmarried” for this purpose. 3. Roseafaer is an autonomous municipality located near Edinburgh, Scotland. It has an established record of producing anomalous individuals and objects. For further information, please view documentation for SCP-4418 and SCP-4551. 4. Observed on 12/13 by Western Christians. St. Lucy was a Christian martyr who was, according to tradition, executed in 304 CE as part of the Diocletianic Persecution. Her feast is most commonly celebrated in Scandinavian countries and in Italy with processions, devotions, and traditional feasts. 5. According to the Canon Law of the Catholic Church, which restricts food intake to one full meal supplemented by two smaller meals which may not exceed the volume of the main meal. 6. A spongy material obtained from the treatment of the trama layer of Fomes fomentarius, Phellinus gilvus, Ganoderma applanatum, Fomitopsis pinicola, or Phaeolus schweinitzii. It is highly absorbent and and is used as a styptic, a material for clothing in place of leather or felt, and as a tinder. |
SCP-4529 | safe | close Info X SCP-4529: A Walk in the Park Author: barredowl Playground image is from here (CC BY-SA 4.0), school image (cropped) is from here (CC BY-SA 3.0). more from barredowl A section of the main playground outside SCP-4529. Item #: SCP-4529 Special Containment Procedures: The boundaries of SCP-4529 and Herbert Baker Elementary School in Edmonton, Canada have been sealed off. Onsite guards are to dissuade any civilians attempting to trespass onto SCP-4529's premises. Should any individual or group of individuals be seen emerging from SCP-4529, they are to be detained and administered Class-B amnestics prior to release. Description: SCP-4529 is a forest neighboring the playground of Herbert Baker Elementary School, situated in Edmonton, AB, Canada. Anomalous effects manifest when any individual who has graduated public elementary school travels into SCP-4529. When line of sight is broken with this individual, they will appear to vanish from any external observer's view. To the individual, however, SCP-4529 will appear to continue for much deeper than it should. After traversing between 50 to 150 meters, the forest will seamlessly connect to an extradimensional location, hereafter denoted as SCP-4529-1. SCP-4529-1 is a location which resembles the current state of the visitor's elementary school playground.1 SCP-4529-1 is a near-identical copy of the original playground; however, numerous factors differentiate the two, including weather, air pressure, and temperature, and no other humans other than the visitor have been observed. Occasionally, SCP-4529-1 will visually, auditorily, and tactually "replay" certain memorable aspects of the visitor's experiences during elementary school, although without the presence of humans. These can include swings being pushed without any notable source, sounds of children sliding down a slide, footsteps appearing on the playground's mulch, and the chatter of conversing children. No specific words have ever been attained from said conversations, however, and these manifestations will typically last for only a couple of seconds. After returning from SCP-4529-1, visitors usually report a feeling of warmth and nostalgia while traversing SCP-4529-1, though this can be attributable to the emotional effects of revisiting a location common to the individual's childhood, and not to any inherently cognitohazardous elements of SCP-4529-1 itself. Herbert Baker Elementary School, 12/09/2004. Addendum 4529.1 — Discovery and Acquisition: SCP-4529 first came to the Foundation's notice shortly after the opening of Herbert Baker Elementary School to the general public. On 10/06/2004, a teacher reported that he had wandered into SCP-4529 after school and came across a park of similar layout to his old elementary school playground. As this additional playground was not addressed within the park's blueprints, Foundation operatives were quickly notified of potential anomalous activity, and all personnel employed at Herbert Baker Elementary School were promptly relocated to other schools. The elementary school was subsequently closed off after the Foundation's dissemination of falsified reports of a toxic waste spill. Addendum 4529.2 — Initial Exploration Log of SCP-4529: On 10/19/2004, shortly after SCP-4529 came under Foundation custody, MTF Tau-3 ("Trailblazers")2 was sent into SCP-4529 in order to provide preliminary observations about the park. + ACCESS scpfn://4529/exploration/log1.1.log - CLOSE EXPLORATION LOG EXPLORATION LOG Date: 10/19/2004 Exploration Team: MTF Tau-3 Members: Tau/1 "SYCAMORE", Tau/2 "POPLAR", Tau/3 "MAHOGANY" [BEGIN LOG] Tau/SYCAMORE: All right, mics on? Tau/MAHOGANY: Check. Tau/POPLAR: Check. Tau/SYCAMORE: Okay then — Command, you're hearing us fine? Site Command: Loud and clear, Sycamore. Tau/SYCAMORE: Right, got it. We're gonna split up in a couple — Poplar's going to head due north-west, Mahogany's gonna go north-east, and I'll stay put. That fine with you, Command? Site Command: Affirmative. Tau/SYCAMORE: All right. You ready to cut communications with us? Site Command: Cut it. All video feed is intentionally cut. 33 seconds of footsteps, interspersed with various confirmations of presence, follow. Video feed resumes. Tau/MAHOGANY: Command, I think I'm coming up on something. Site Command: Mahogany, what's it look like to you? Tau/MAHOGANY: Well, uh, from here I can't tell exactly what it is, although it does look like the trees are clearing up. Tau/POPLAR: Command, I'm approaching something too. The trees are looking a lot more — scraggly? Yeah, they're looking a lot different. I can kinda see something in the distance, too. Tau/MAHOGANY: The trees are changing over here, too, Command. Back in the park, the trees were oaks or something. Now they look like birches, maybe aspens. Site Command: Noted. Sycamore, anything on your end? Tau/SYCAMORE: Definitely. I'm right next to the playground. I think it'd be fine for us to get the video feed back up at this point. That fine, Command? Site Command: Go ahead. Footsteps. Tau/MAHOGANY: Alright, I'm approaching the clearing. Looks like there's a fence gate up ahead. Site Command: I see that, Mahogany. Go ahead and open it. Poplar, are you any closer to the playgrounds? Tau/POPLAR: Yeah, Command, I'm approaching it. Site Command: Gotcha. You all can use your cameras now. Tau/SYCAMORE: All right. Tau/SYCAMORE walks to the edge of the forest and pans the camera ahead. The playground is separated at two sides by a short, chain-link fence, except for the forest, which seems to continue for a significant distance, and the backside of the school, facing towards Tau/SYCAMORE's camera. The playground contains a range of school equipment. Tau/SYCAMORE expresses vague familiarity with the playground. Tau/SYCAMORE: Huh, there used to be houses over there. Don't know what happened. Site Command: Confirmed. Do you see anything else, Sycamore? Tau/SYCAMORE: Nope, not really. Although I have to say, I remember jack shit from elementary school. (Chuckles) Tau/MAHOGANY opens the gate, which opens to a short gravel path leading to a swing set. Tau/MAHOGANY pans the camera upward, revealing a playground elevated by mulch with the elementary school to his left. A large grass field makes up much of the playground, with two soccer goals on opposite sides of the field. Tau/MAHOGANY: Yeah, this is looking pretty familiar to me. A lot of the equipment's been replaced, but it still looks the same. Tau/POPLAR enters the playground, panning the camera to the right to show a blacktop with markings for four-square and hopscotch. Nearest to Tau/POPLAR, three basketball hoops are lined next to each other, facing away from a small mulch playground and the school. Rumbling thunder can be heard in the background. Tau/POPLAR: (Mumbles) God, I feel like garbage. Site Command: Right, I'll advise you all to keep an eye out for anything strange happening at this point. Advance toward the playground, Poplar. Tau/POPLAR: Sure thing, Command. I'll get up there in a second. Site Command: OK, go ahead. Sycamore, you noticing anything? Tau/SYCAMORE: Yeah, let me show you. I'm not sure you can hear it that well. Tau/SYCAMORE shifts his camera towards a specific, tube-shaped slide. Every so often, a popping sound can be heard emanating from it. Tau/SYCAMORE: You hear that fine? Site Command: Noted, Sycamore. Sounds like static electricity, if I had to say. Do you see or hear anything else happening with the slide? Tau/SYCAMORE: Nope, that's it. 36 seconds of extraneous dialogue have been cut. Throughout the duration of this dialogue, Tau/POPLAR starts to moves his camera closer into the playground, intermittently turning it towards the basketball hoops, seemingly in indecision. Eventually, he starts walking back to the blacktop. Tau/MAHOGANY: Huh, look at that — you see that, Command? Tau/MAHOGANY points his camera towards the mulch by the swing set. Two pairs of small footsteps can be seen chasing each other. Occasionally, one of the swings moves back slightly. This stops after about 11 seconds. Tau/MAHOGANY: What do you reckon that's supposed to be? Site Command: We're not sure. Given you're at your old school, a memory-related manifestation would be most probable. Tau/MAHOGANY: I see. Tau/POPLAR: Command, I'm experiencing something strange, too. Site Command: All right then, let's hear it. Tau/POPLAR: I'm feeling something weird. It's like, by my upper legs. Every so often it feels like… like there's fabric brushing past it. Kinda thin fabric, too, like silk. (Brief pause) And you know, I'm wearing these heavy-ass pants right now, so… yeah… Site Command: Roger that, Poplar. Seems to us like a tactile manifestation. Please proceed. Tau/POPLAR: Roger. I'm going to go and take a look by the basketball court. At this point, Tau/POPLAR is at the boundary of the playground mulch and the blacktop. He slowly advances toward the basketball hoop. Suddenly, Tau/POPLAR quickly grunts in shock, his camera toppling over with him as he hits the ground. After 6 seconds of various pained utterances, Tau/POPLAR utters various expletives under his breath. Tau/POPLAR: Christ, that fucking stung. What the hell was that? Tau/SYCAMORE: Whoa, shit. What happened there? Site Command: Poplar, what was that? What happened? Tau/POPLAR: (Mutters) Where'd it go…? Has to be around here somewhere… Site Command: Poplar, report. Tau/POPLAR: Um… where is it… Tau/MAHOGANY: Poplar! Report! — Tau/POPLAR: (Mutters) Nope, nothing there… Yeah, I don't know what the hell that was. Pause. Tau/SYCAMORE: …Shit. [END LOG] + ACCESS scpfn://4529/exploration/log1.2.log - CLOSE EXPLORATION LOG [BEGIN LOG] Site Command and Tau/SYCAMORE have been attempting to reconnect with Tau/POPLAR for about 33 seconds. Tau/SYCAMORE: Fuck, I don't think I can reach him, Command. Site Command: Listen, Sycamore, please stay calm for now. I'm sure we can reconnect with Poplar soon enough. Just stay put. Tau/POPLAR briefly attempts to reconnect with Site Command to no avail, shouting expletives in frustration. Tau/SYCAMORE: All right, all right… (Deep sigh) I don't know, dude, I'm worried as all hell. What the hell happened? Tau/MAHOGANY: Dude, chill the fuck out. You're hyperventilating. Just take a couple deep breaths. Breathe. Site Command: (Exasperated sigh) We don't know what happened either. I'd suspect his feed got cut or something, but I can see his A/V just fine. Give me a sec, I'll try to sort things out with the agents. Tau/SYCAMORE: Okay, got it — (Mumbles away from camera) — Christ, man. Tau/POPLAR can be heard shuffling in the background. He swivels the camera around to a single basketball, which appears to be rattling slightly, even though there is nothing hitting it. Site Command: Sycamore, Mahogany, we advise you leave the premises. We're going to put our efforts into reconnecting with Poplar. Tau/MAHOGANY: Oh, all right. I'll be going back. Sycamore, you doing fine over there? Tau/SYCAMORE: Yeah, not really, Mahogany… you can go ahead and leave, I'll head back soon enough. Just, please, Command, let me know how Poplar's doing whenever you can. I'm worried sick. Tau/MAHOGANY: Sycamore, stay in it. It's going to be fine. Tau/POPLAR pans his camera to an empty space in the middle of the blacktop, which appears to be emanating faint noises, similar to a child's jeering. No words can be discerned. Tau/POPLAR: (Light chuckle) Heh, stop that. I know what you're doing. Tau/MAHOGANY: What the hell's he saying?… Site Command: Mahogany, Sycamore, I'm gonna turn your audio down a little. Poplar appears to be reacting to something, and I can't seem to make out what it is. Tau/SYCAMORE: Sure thing, go ahead. Tau/POPLAR approaches the approximate source of the noises. Metal rattling can be heard behind Tau/POPLAR's camera, though he does not react to it immediately. Tau/POPLAR expresses strong discomfort at the jeering and its apparent contents, despite the audio recording not being able to make out any distinguishable words. An ensemble of jeering noises, still indistinct, emanate from the side of the blacktop. Tau/POPLAR quickly pans his camera over to the source of the noises. Tau/POPLAR: Hey, c'mon, enough is enough — stop calling me that. Tau/POPLAR backs away slowly from the noise, then turns around and runs to the center of the court, still facing the basketball hoop. Tau/POPLAR can be heard breathing heavily and sniffling occasionally. Tau/SYCAMORE: (Miffed) Command, are you doing anything? Are you trying to contact him? Tau/MAHOGANY: Sycamore, Command's doing all they can. Give 'em some time. Site Command: Nothing's looking wrong with our equipment, Sycamore. It has to be something wrong with Poplar's communications device. Something must've broken when he fell. Tau/SYCAMORE: No, no, that can't be it, Command. You're telling me that our cutting-edge, best-of-the-best audio equipment is gonna get taken out by one puny fall? It's clearly something else, Command. You need to be looking somewhere else. Tau/MAHOGANY: Calm down, Sycamore. Keep walking. Stop yelling at Command over there. Site Command: Listen, Sycamore, we're in the same boat here. I'm trying as hard as I can to get to Poplar. It's just — something's going on with communications. I can't parse what it is just yet, but we both have to be patient here. We'll get him back. Tau/SYCAMORE: All right, fine. I'm not going to bother you now. I'll try to stay calm. Site Command: Alright. Tau/SYCAMORE pauses, then exhales sharply, picking up his pace while walking through the forest. Tau/POPLAR coughs violently, as if there were phlegm stuck in his throat. Faint chattering of what appears to be children can be heard in the background. A sound similar to a basketball hitting pavement can be heard occasionally, although the available video footage does not suggest any presence of a ball nor the presence of any additional people within the park. Tau/POPLAR: Really?… I don't think I'm that bad. Tau/MAHOGANY: I'm coming up on the edge of the forest, Command. Should I be waiting for Sycamore? Tau/POPLAR exhales sharply from between his teeth. Site Command: Please stay put, Mahogany. Do not leave the park until we ascertain Poplar's condition. Tau/MAHOGANY: Got it. Tau/POPLAR starts moving erratically, abruptly stopping at certain points, as if he were about to bump into something. It should be noted that at no point does there appear to be anybody or anything other than Tau/POPLAR on the basketball court. The backboard on the basketball hoop can be heard rumbling. Tau/POPLAR: What?… Wait, no, stop doing that. You know that annoys me. Tau/POPLAR starts to walk to the edge of the blacktop. Loud jeering noises can be heard close to the camera. Tau/POPLAR pivots the camera back. Tau/POPLAR: Hey, stop that, now. Please, give it a break. Tau/MAHOGANY: What's he talking about…? Tau/POPLAR: Stop it, stop. Please — Tau/POPLAR's camera is hit by an approaching basketball. Tau/POPLAR grunts in pain and recoils, lurching forward. The camera jitters, the video footage freezing on the pavement. Tau/POPLAR can be heard retching forcibly. Tau/POPLAR: Ugh! God! Don't do that! Site Command: Uh, team, we have a problem with Poplar. Tau/SYCAMORE: Command, what's happening? What'd you do? Site Command: Poplar's video froze for me. It's not moving, nothing. Tau/SYCAMORE: (Angrily) Oh my god. Tau/MAHOGANY: Dude, stay calm. Command's doing nothing wrong here. Site Command: Yeah, something just hit the camera, and then it started freaking out for a couple seconds, and then it froze. Tau/POPLAR: (Hesitatingly) C'mon, stop doing this. I just want — Tau/SYCAMORE: Fuck, really? What the hell's going on with his communications? Is it bugging out for you at all? Tau/POPLAR: I just want to be with you guys. Site Command: Look, Sycamore. This isn't anyone's fault, so stop getting excessively emotional about it. We're gonna get Poplar back, just give us a second… A gust of wind sounds past Tau/POPLAR's microphone. Tau/POPLAR starts to shiver, continuing to walk. Tau/SYCAMORE: Well, I'm scared, you know? I'm fucking worried for Poplar. There's a pretty strong chance he's gonna get stuck in there if we're not doing anything. Site Command: Sycamore, that's very unlikely. How do you think Poplar's gonna get stuck there? Tau/POPLAR: Th-that has nothing to do with anything. I can still play with you. (Chuckle) Tau/SYCAMORE: If Poplar passes out, there's no foreseeable way that we can get him out. We can't return and find him, and we can't bring him back. You see why I'm worried, Command? Site Command: Sycamore, just focus on getting out of the forest. All we can do right now is hope that we can reconnect. Tau/MAHOGANY: Yeah, dude, stay put. You don't have to keep freaking out like this. It's fine if you're worried, just don't start targeting Command for no reason. Tau/SYCAMORE: Okay, okay, okay. I don't want to argue with you anymore. I'm nearing the edge of the forest. Just… fuck, man, we need to get Poplar the hell out of there. Tau/POPLAR's footsteps can be heard hitting the pavement at irregular intervals. The backboard rattling occasionally sounds, along with other, fainter noises similar to jeering coming from further away. Tau/POPLAR seems to be panting. Tau/POPLAR: Stop. Let me. C'mon. Stop doing that. Tau/POPLAR becomes increasingly frustrated, mumbling to himself while still erratically shifting around. Tau/POPLAR's breathing becomes heavier. Tau/POPLAR: No, no, don't do that. Stop it. Let me. Tau/SYCAMORE: What the hell is happening over there? Why's he saying that? Site Command: Sycamore, please advance. Tau/POPLAR: No, stop. Stop that. Right now, please, stop! An object can be heard hitting Tau/POPLAR in the face. Tau/POPLAR grunts and hits the floor. Immediately, video footage resumes. Tau/POPLAR starts retching. Tau/POPLAR: Ah, fuck! What the hell? Site Command: Sycamore, I've regained video footage. Do you copy? Tau/POPLAR: Huh? Wait, uh, Command, that you? Tau/SYCAMORE: Oh my fucking god… Poplar, how are you doing? Are you doing all right? Are you hurt at all? Tau/POPLAR: Uh, shit, yeah, feel real gloomy. God, what the hell am I doing here? Tau/SYCAMORE: Oh my god, Poplar. We were worried sick. Site Command: Poplar, please get up. Sycamore and Mahogany have left the playground. Please respond. Tau/POPLAR: Oh, uh, okay. Why are they over there all of a sudden? Site Command: We had to disband procedure ahead of schedule. Poplar, please run back through the forest. Sycamore and Mahogany will be waiting for you. Tau/POPLAR: Uh, okay then, Command. God, can't think straight. Why the hell was I still on the ground, Command? Site Command: We don't have time to discuss this any further for now, Poplar. Please head back. Tau/POPLAR: Oh, all right, then, I guess I'll go back. (Mutters) Fucking Christ, my head hurts like all hell… [END LOG] + ACCESS scpfn://4529/interviews/pstlim1.log - CLOSE INTERVIEW INTERVIEW LOG Interviewer: Senior Researcher S. Ethelridge Interviewee: Tau/2 "POPLAR" Date: 10/19/2004 Foreword: Shortly after the initial SCP-4529 exploration effort had transpired, Tau/POPLAR was interviewed in order to elucidate his perspective during the anomalous events. [BEGIN LOG] Interviewer: Can you tell us about what you remember after you lost connection with Command? Tau/POPLAR: (Sigh) Yeah, I spoke to Command about this a little bit, although he kinda cut me off a couple times. For right now, at least, pretty much all I can remember is the ball hitting me in the leg, then me falling over, then — I don't know, it's kinda fuzzy after that. Interviewer: I see. So before you reconnected with Command, you couldn't remember anything? Tau/POPLAR: No, not really. I could still remember something happening before that, but only the faint — outline of what happened. Like, a couple basic emotions I was feeling, maybe an event here or there, but nothing too specific. Interviewer: Can you elaborate on these emotions you remembered feeling? Tau/POPLAR: I remember feeling worried, kinda scared. And throughout all this I felt like I knew what was going to happen. Not anticipation or anything, it's just the whole situation felt very familiar to me. Interviewer: Mm. Do you remember any of these specific events during this period? Tau/POPLAR: A little. I can say I was definitely at that elementary school, kind of around where I remember falling down. There were some boys around me on the blacktop, maybe in third-grade, and I was a little taller than them. I guess I didn't bother noticing I was in elementary school again — it felt pretty natural to me at the time. Interviewer: What happened then? Tau/POPLAR pauses to think. He shifts in his seat. Tau/POPLAR: I remember asking them if I could join next. They were all crowded around the basketball hoop. They just looked at me and laughed a little, and I remember I was kinda mad at them for that. I don't know if they obliged or something and finally let me play, or if I let myself play with them. Interviewer: I understand. Did they do anything to you? Tau/POPLAR: Well, they said a bunch of stupid things about me, started jostling me around, bumping into me. Can't think of anything too specific, really. And then at the end, some kid lobs a basketball into my face and I snap out of it, and that's when me and Command reconnected again. Interviewer: Would you like to offer any additional comments? Tau/POPLAR: Yeah. Well, I guess ever since this shit went down, I've had a sort of — paradigm shift. 'Cause before all this went down, I just kept turning that part of my life around in my head, over and over. And I don't even remember too much about elementary, it's just — I kept thinking about it all, who I was back then, how people saw me and what they did. Those memories were faint, but they still held some power over me. They still stuck with me. Tau/POPLAR shifts in his seat and sighs. Tau/POPLAR: And even ten, fifteen years after I left elementary school, I don't know why, but they still influenced me. I became a lot more — sycophantic. I became very quiet, reserved. Didn't really get into talking with people until high school. One of my friends would invite me to a party in college and I'd stay home and sleep. I never had anything to do, I just — I didn't want to risk getting hurt. Tau/POPLAR leans to the side of his chair, letting out a sharp exhale. Tau/POPLAR: But now that all kind of changed, you know. I never fully dug up all these shitty memories — they just existed, festering in the back of my mind, not doing too much. But I guess being thrust full force into those kinds of memories flipped a switch inside of me. And now, when I'm looking back to those memories — they just don't hit me the same way they used to. Interviewer: Can you elaborate on that? Tau/POPLAR: Sure — I mean, I don't really feel the need to keep thinking about them anymore. Because now that I live and work miles and miles away from my hometown, because I rarely take the time to visit there, and because I don't keep in touch with many people I knew from before college — it all feels to me that that part of my life doesn't have much bearing about how I am today. Tau/POPLAR scratches the underside of his eye. He lets out a quick sigh. Tau/POPLAR: And fuck, I can't stress how much I've opened up as of recently. I mean, I don't think I've ever been as close a friend to anybody as Sycamore. He's very warm, inviting. He's never that aggressive outside of work. I don't know, I feel like I can open up to him. I can tell him about myself without him laughing in my face. I guess I'm more comfortable with letting those memories go at this point. 'Cause who knows, all those kids were probably just spouting out whatever dumb shit came to their mind. They've probably gotten a lot better as people, and even if they didn't, it doesn't really matter to me. And right now, I'm pretty happy, I'm content with my life, and — I don't know, I'm just ready to forget all that shit more than ever before. Interviewer: I understand. I think we'll go ahead and end the interview here. Tau/POPLAR: All right, then, that's fine. [END LOG] Footnotes 1. For individuals who have attended multiple elementary schools, SCP-4529-1 will resemble the playground they are most familiar with. 2. A task force specializing in anomalies residing in or related to parks. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4529" by barredowl, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4529. 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: baker.jpg Name: Roslyn Elementary School, Roslyn PA Author: Shuvaev License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Additional Notes: Used image cropped from original by me Filename: playground.jpg Name: Long Meadow Elementary School Playground Author: Brianegge License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Additional Notes: None |
SCP-4530 | euclid | Entrance to SCP-4530, photo recovered from an online source regarding the disappearance of ████ ███ Item #: SCP-4530 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4530 is to be patrolled and monitored by Stationary Task Force Sigma-2 ('Lynch Mob'), who are to maintain a 5 kilometer area of exclusion around SCP-4530. Site-10's Communications Unit are to ensure that no touring civilians explore the Tygarts State Forest. All persons found near or within the limits of this border are to be vacated from the premises. All evidence regarding disappearances linked to SCP-4530 is to be taken and documented. Should an Aradia Event occur, personnel are to administer C-Class amnestics to the parents, families, and friends of children that have undergone the event. No personnel are to obstruct any children undergoing an Aradia Event. Foundation Webcrawler ('WICCAN') is to search and remove any online references, images, and articles pertaining to missing persons and disappearances of children in Olive Hill. Under no circumstances are personnel allowed to enter SCP-4530. Should any persons or personnel enter SCP-4530, these persons are to be considered lost. Description: SCP-4530 designates a wooded area of space located within the Tygarts State Forest of Olive Hill, Kentucky. The region exhibits varying degrees of numerous types of anomalies1. This list includes, but are not limited to: Heavy distortion of video quality, generation loss, and fluctuating electromagnetic interference. Sapient organisms experiencing paranoia and anxiety. The appearance of animal corpses belonging to that of the domestic pig2 and the Hebridean sheep3. These animals appear across SCP-4530 in various states of decay. Most of these corpses have consisted of skulls decoratively strewn across the ground. Sounds described as shrieking, whispering, and laughter. In some cases, audio recording devices will not pick up on these sounds save for sapient individuals within SCP-4530. Disappearances of persons entering SCP-4530. The appearance and disappearance of SCP-4530-1 from within the borders of SCP-4530. SCP-4530-1 is an entity that resides within SCP-4530; individual eyewitness reports consist of a young and attractive woman located within the forest4. SCP-4530-1 provokes a fear response in sapient beings if seen. An Aradia Event is an event wherein five children (ages between 3 to 14) are randomly selected across a localized region that prompts them to wake up at a certain time (in some cases, at approximately 3:00 AM), leave their homes and walk to the location of SCP-4530. Intervals between events can range anywhere from weeks to years5. Addendum-4530.1: First Contact SCP-4530 was discovered in 1984, following the disappearance of a young woman named Megan Faye. According to the Kentucky State Police Department, Mrs. Faye had left her apartment on November 27, 1982 at 3:00 AM. Mrs. Faye had entered the region of SCP-4530 and never returned. Eyewitness accounts claimed that she walked barefoot all the way to the region. Police led a three-man investigation into the forest the following morning but never returned. A sampling of the missing persons posters can be found below. + Show Report - Hide Report HAVE YOU SEEN THIS WOMAN? Name: Megan L. Faye Date of Occurrence: 11/27/1982 Eye Color: Brown Hair Color: Black Height: 177.8 cm Weight: 167 kg Age: 27 Report Description: Last seen headed towards the Tygarts State Forest. If you've seen this woman please contact her husband, Mr. ██████ Faye at [CONTACT REMOVED] Her family is worried sick! If you have any information, don't hesitate to call! MISSING! Name: Clyde O. Harland Date of Occurrence: 12/6/1982 Eye Color: Black Hair Color: Blonde Height: 185.4 cm Weight: 182 kg Age: 15 Report Description: Clyde was last seen heading to the State Forest. If you have any information on his whereabouts, call [CONTACT REMOVED]. HAVE YOU SEEN THIS BOY? Name: Lucas V. Raymond Date of Occurrence: 6/12/1990 Eye Color: Hazel Hair Color: Black Height: 125 cm Weight: 102 kg Age: 12 Report Description: Lucas is a young boy with black hair. He wore a Batman T-shirt at the time of his disappearance. He was last seen approaching the State Forest. If you've seen him, please call this number: [CONTACT REMOVED]. Lost Girl! Name: Susie L. Faye Date of Occurrence: 5/20/1983 Eye Color: Brown Hair Color: Brown Height: 96 cm Weight: 32.6 kg Age: 3 Report Description: The exact details of the poster appear to have been torn off at the bottom, except for the words, "please bring her back." in black marker on the top. Addendum-4530.2: Exploration Log Transcripts + Access Exploration Log - Hide Exploration Log Exploration log transcript Date: 12/14/1995 Personnel used: AI-controlled drone (GRIMASSI) is utilized to navigate and explore SCP-4530. The drone model used is a standard all-terrain traversal model equipped with a standard camera for exploratory purposes. <Begin Log> 00:01 The camera turns on as the drone moves further away from the exclusion zone, and onto the path, and deeper into SCP-4530. 00:13 GRIMASSI continues down the path. Occasionally turning the camera on its head to view the terrain. 00:39 GRIMASSI stops moving. It turns its head to the left side to see. There is nothing there. 00:48 GRIMASSI continues forward. The camera finds the skull of a sheep on the ground in front and navigates around it. GRIMASSI captures the corpse of a pig to its right, impaled on a tree branch. The entrails are visible from the other end of the branch. The corpse appears to have died recently. 01:03 GRIMASSI's camera experiences a slight decline in video quality. GRIMASSI picks up what sounds like barely audible whispering from its recorder. This is the first instance of SCP-4530's effect on electronics. 09:29 1:54 The corpse of a pig is seen on a tree stump. The pig appears to have been dismembered across the torso from the head. The corpse appears to have been killed recently. GRIMASSI investigates the corpse for a few minutes before moving on. 3:19 A large pit is discovered in the middle of the road. The camera pans closer to the hole and turns on its light. Inside the pit are hundreds of dolls made of wicker and black snakelike organisms moving around the hole. Each of the dolls are identical; having button eyes, yarn for hair, and ragged cloth for clothes. The dolls and snakes are too far out of reach for a closer look. The drone moves away, and continues around the hole. 04:28 At this point, distorted whispering can be heard from the left of the drone. GRIMASSI ceases moving and turns its camera to the direction of the sound, only for the video and audio feed to cut off. 09:29 The camera and audio feeds come back online. GRIMASSI's camera is looking up at a destroyed tree. Static can be heard from the audio, and the visual feed on the camera is black and white. 09:45 The drone backs away from the tree. It gets darker through the feed, it becomes clear that the path is nowhere to be seen. 09:50 GRIMASSI continues forward into the trees. The visual feed continues to decline significantly. The surrounding environment continues to get darker. 10:03 GRIMASSI ceases movement for five seconds before the audio and visual feed cut out. [End Log] + Access Exploration Log - Hide Exploration Log Exploration log transcript Date: 12/18/1995 Personnel used: D-88328 D-88328 is equipped with a standard flashlight, a body camera, two bottles of water, and three camera-mounted tripods used for monitoring anomalous activity while under cover. <Begin Log> Command: Comlink's up. Can you hear us? D-88328? D-88328: Yeah, yeah, I hear you. Command: Good. Proceed down the path. D-88328 walks down the pathway to SCP-4530. There is silence for the next ten seconds before his recorder picks up distorted laughter nearby and he stops. D-88328: Jesus fuck. Did you hear that? Scared the shit out of me. Command: Yes. D-88328: The fuck was that? Command: None of your concern. Keep moving. D-88328: Asshole. D-88328 continues down the path for five minutes. D-88328's camera captures an oddly shaped bundle of sticks and branches off the path to the left. Command: Alex, do you see that pile of wood to the left? D-88328: Hey uh… yeah. Yeah, I think I see it. Don't tell me that I have to go there, please. Command: Approach the object. D-88328: (Audible groaning.) Fine. Image taken from D-88328's camera. D-88328 walks away from the path and faces the direction of the object. He climbs over a log before slowly approaching the object. It appears to be a mass of sticks and branches folded and arranged together to form a small shack. D-88328: So… I'm uh…. here. It looks like uh… Eeyore's house or somethin'. Command: Alex, do you think you can fit into the entrance? D-88328: Doubt it. Not because I really don't want to go in there, but also because that little rabbit hole is too small for me go in. Command: D-88328, use the tripods that were given to you. D-88328 puts down his backpack and unzips it. D-88328: Oh no. Command: What? What is it? D-88328: I- uh- (Pauses.) was there always one tripod here? Because I only have one left in my bag. Command: That's impossible. We gave you three of them. How did you lose the rest? D-88328: (Breathing heavily.) I- I don't know! I just- I swear, if I felt something touch it, I would've known- Command: Forget it. Just make do with the one you have. D-88328 sets up the tripod and attaches its camera on the head. He props it up somewhere in front of the shack's entrance, hidden inside a bush. D-88328: All done. Command: Excellent, now you can come back to the path. Do you remember where it was? D-88328: Uh… yeah, I think so. D-88328 stands up and heads over to the log that he passed over a few minutes ago. D-88328 continues to walk through the wooded area for 20 seconds before pausing. D-88328: Uh… guys? Command: What is it? D-88328: I can't find the path anymore. Command: Keep walking forward. You'll find it eventually. D-88328: Alright, I'm fine. This is fine. I'll find it. I can find it. D-88328 continues walking into the forest, heading deeper and deeper within, until it starts to get darker. Command: D-88328? You can stop now. D-88328 continues to walk deeper within the forest. The surrounding area is starting to become devoid of light from the outside. Command: Alex? D-88328 starts walking slowly. Soft murmuring can be heard from him. Command: Alex! D-88328 ceases movement. The visual feed then cuts out completely, however, the audio feed does not. Wet crunching sounds and distorted singing and laughter can be heard through the radio over D-88328's murmuring. Command attempts to reestablish visual connection with D-88328. They are successful doing so but the audio feed is cut out completely. Video still taken from D-88328's camera. Command: Alex!? Can you hear me? The camera's visual feed is now colored a dark gray hue and suffering from generation loss. The feed is shaky, assumed to be D-88328 running away from something. D-88328 continues to run before slowing down and stopping completely. Command: Alex, respond! He leans forward against a tree, presumably to catch his breath. He looks around for a few seconds before he is violently pulled to the ground by an unseen force. When he comes to, a feminine figure6, is standing across him wearing a black cloak concealing the face. Command: Listen to me Alex! Alex! The figure raises its hand and makes a gesture with its fingers, urging D-88328 to come closer. White noise can be heard increasing in frequency as D-88328 slowly walks to the entity until they are close to each other and stops. The frequency distortion gets louder as the entity appears to take off its hood before the visual and audio feed are cut out again. Further attempts at reestablishing connection yielded no results. [End Log] + Access Exploration Log - Hide Exploration Log Exploration log transcript Date: 12/18/1995 Personnel used: One standard camera with tripod attachment. <Begin Log> 00:01 The camera turns on. D-88328 is seen fixing the tripod and looking at the camera. D-88328 leaves the vicinity and walks away from the camera's view of the shack's entrance. 01:27 First sign of movement. A small snake crawls into the entrance of the shack, followed by three more snakes. 01:33 The video resolution declines slightly. Noises emanating from the audio feed start to decline into static and highly distorted screaming. 3:49 D-88328 appears into frame, walking, as if in a trance. He stops walking and begins to bend forward, coughing and gagging. The video quality starts to degrade. 3:55 D-88328 puts his hand on a nearby tree and vomits, what appears to be, a Common Toad7. D-88328 vomits about a dozen of these animals and can be heard crying. The snakes that entered the shack are seen leaving at this time as the feed declines in quality. 4:01 A black goat walks in view of the camera and approaches D-88328. It opens its mouth and appears to 'talk' to him. Further review of the footage audio reveals no sound was made by the animal during that time. 4:32 The visual feed begins to turn to a darkened blue hue. The goat moves to the front of the wooden construct and lies down. A pale human hand then appears out of the shack, grasping the ground in front of it as D-88328 starts sobbing even louder before the feed deteriorates to heavy static and cuts out. Addendum-4530.3: Recovery/Interview log On 26/03/1997, all video files taken of SCP-4530 had became corrupted. An entire unit was established for the purpose of exploring SCP-4530's inner regions and to recover the original cartridges. Mobile Task Force Nu-10 ('Raynham Hallmarks') was sent into SCP-4530. + Access Exploration Log - Hide Explo[ERROR]0594hni4//903 INTERVIEW LOG Date: 1997/13/9 Interviewer: Dr. Piston Interviewed: Carly Dracken, Former member of MTF Nu-10. <Begin Log> Dr. Piston: State your name please. Dracken: Carly Dracken, Field Agent. Dr. Piston: Alright, can you describe what you experienced when you and your team were sent into SCP-4530? Subject does not respond. Dr. Piston: We've given enough time for you. Can you please answer the question? Dracken: We- We went into the forest. We went in there with the purpose of recovering any data we had on SCP-4530. Dr. Piston: And how long did it take you to find the missing cartridges? Dracken: We didn't. Dr. Piston: Why? Dracken: We spent hours trying to find the drone and the cameras. It felt like we were going in circles. Wouldn't be surprised if that were the case. Agent Dracken shifts in her seat and clears her throat. Dracken: So uh- we spent around hours before we- we uh- found one of the guys you sent in there. Dr. Piston: D-88328? Dracken: Yeah, that guy. When we found him, he was- he was- Agent Dracken tilts her head. She then closes her eyes and pinches bridge of her nose. Dracken: Ah fuck, this isn't going to get out of my head. He was lying down on the dirt, he had these mushrooms, and moss, and roots all over him and comin' out of his- his- Dr. Piston: You mean his orifices? Dracken: Ye- Yes. His eyes were gone; couldn't tell if they were too sunken inside or they got removed but- but the poor sod was a pale blue color. He had roots entangling his throat and mouth and nearly everywhere over his corpse. Some 'shrooms were sticking out of his ears too. His body cam was gone however. Dr. Piston: And that was the point you encountered the entity? Dracken: Yes, we encountered SCP-4530-1 in there. We didn't know it at first but, she just appeared out of nowhere. Like she was behind us the whole time. Agent Dracken pauses for a moment to drink water before continuing. Dracken: She did something to me. To all of us. We just stood there gawking like idiots; we couldn't even lift a finger. Next thing I knew I was- I was just frozen in- in- in fear. Like I could see this- Christ, I don't even know how to describe it. Looking at us. Dr. Piston: Please continue. Dracken: She pulled out her hand and she did these weird gestures and- and Mikey he- he got torn apart, it happened so fast. And then Jake started laughing. He was fucking laughing. I was- He just wouldn't stop. He just bent over and vomited these frogs from his mouth while he was still laughing! Dr. Piston: What else happened? Dracken: Jake's skin. His skin started to peel off. It started from the top of his forehead and just went its way down. He- His suit and clothes also peeled off of him too. He was still laughing. He looked at me and wouldn't stop laughing. He just kept staring at me with his skinless, grinning face. Dr. Piston: What else did she do? Did she do anything to you? Dracken: She- I remember her choking me. She just lifted her hand and then I just couldn't breathe. Agent Dracken starts to fidget in her seat. She look visibly uncomfortable. Dracken: Look, how long do we have to keep going with this? Dr. Piston: Just one more question. Dracken: What? Dr. Piston: Where did you get the tattoo, Dracken? Dracken: Wh- What? Dr. Piston: There is a tattoo in the shape of an 'A' behind your neck, Dracken. Where did you get it? Dracken: I- I've always had it. What do you mean? Dr. Piston: I see, I think we're done here then. Dracken: There's- There's something else. Dracken: That woman in the woods. I can almost feel like- I can feel her thoughts. I know what she wants. Dr. Piston: Could you elaborate on that? Dracken: The kids. She takes them with her because she needs them. She's angry. She hates him so, so much. She wants him to suff- Agent Dracken proceeds to stutter and gag for one minute. Dr. Piston: Hey, are you okay? Do you need any- Agent Dracken proceeds to vomit. A small, black, serpentine creature emerges from the vomitus and slithers away before dissipating outside the door of the room. Dracken: I'm fine. <End Log> Note: On 13/9/1997, Field Agent Carly Dracken went missing. Agent Dracken's disappearance was reported as an internal securities breach and a site-wide investigation was put in place for her. However, there was no evidence of her disappearance, with the only evidence being mounds of soil and a doll made of wicker on top of her bed, located within her quarters. Investigation into the incident is still ongoing. Footnotes 1. Cabot, L., Gardner, G., & Ravenwolf, S. (1975). The Signs of Abnormal Locations and the Unexplained (1st ed., Vol. 1, Ser. 1). Foundation Research Press. 2. Sus domesticus 3. Capra aegagrus hircus 4. One consistent remark about these accounts claim that the entity wears a black dress or cloak 5. (Leek, S., Boleyn, A., & Cunningham, S. (n.d.). Documenting Extranormal Events (3rd ed., Vol. 1). Foundation Research Press.) 6. Assumed to be SCP-4530-1. 7. Bufo bufo |
SCP-4531 | thaumiel | close Info X Content warning: This article contains institutional gaslighting, mentions of murder, mentions of rape, and mentions of necrophilia. This article is intended to be intentionally unsettling. Viewer discretion is advised. ⚠️ content warning NOTICE FROM THE O5 COUNCIL AND THE DEPARTMENT OF TACTICAL THEOLOGY The following document has details which are restricted on a need-to-know basis. Attempting to access higher levels of this file without proper clearance may result in termination of your employment. You Have Been Warned Item#: 4531 Level3 Containment Class: esoteric Secondary Class: thaumiel Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: warning link to memo The Daugava river nearby SCP-4531. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4531 is to be monitored by Mobile Task Force Eta-77 ("Spheres Within Spheres")1 for potentially disruptive anomalous activity during the months of September and October. During a Tashlich Event, MTF Eta-77 is to be positioned upstream of the Daugava river to observe it; should an instance of SCP-4531-1 taller than fifty meters manifest, MTF Eta-77 is to terminate the instance via any means available. In the event MTF Eta-77 fails to report back within thirty minutes of the event's conclusion, or the response is unintelligible, a drone is to be sent out in order to determine the status of the Task Force. Should MTF Eta-77 be rendered heavily incapacitated, and therefore incapable of destroying an SCP-4531-1 instance, Mobile Task Force Nu-7 ("Hammer Down") is to be brought to SCP-4531 and destroy the anomaly. SCP-4531-2 is available to Level 3 or higher personnel working with hazardous, mind-affecting anomalies, by the discretion of their HMCL. Personnel are not to consume or inject higher than the recommended dosage of SCP-4531-2. More information on SCP-4531-2 usage can be found in the Usage of Chemicals and Materials Guideline (UCMG). [REMAINING PROCEDURES RESTRICTED TO PERSONNEL ASSIGNED TO PROJECT TOCHACHA] Description: SCP-4531 is the designation for the town of Pļaviņas, Latvia, located along the Daugava river. SCP-4531's local population is primarily Jewish by both ethnicity and religion — approximately 92% of the town is ethnically Jewish, while 64% are observant in some capacity. All ethnically Jewish individuals within SCP-4531's borders experience its primary anomalous effect, regardless if they are permanently residing within SCP-4531 or visiting. Annually on the first of Tishrei2 at sundown, the residents of SCP-4531 congregate at the Daugava river for a religious ceremony known as Tashlich. During this, an individualized prayer service is performed, and is concluded by the shaking of each person's garments. This process will result in the manifestation of SCP-4531-1. SCP-4531-1 is the collective designation for a group of incorporeal organisms. SCP-4531-1 vary in physiology depending on specific factors of the individual which created them, most notably the amount and type of negative actions partaken in the prior lunar year, as according to the Torah's definition. Common features of SCP-4531-1 instances include red coloration, multiple skewed limbs, and disproportionately long torsos. SCP-4531-1 instances will remain immobile (unless provoked) for ten days, and if not destroyed by then, will become unconditionally hostile. On the tenth day of Tishrei, which corresponds with the Jewish holiday of Yom Kippur, the residents of SCP-4531 will engage in a fast while congregating at a place of worship (typically a synagogue) for lengthy prayer services. Once an individual has completed the prayer service and fasted according to proper customs, the SCP-4531-1 instance corresponding to them will spontaneously combust, producing SCP-4531-2. SCP-4531-2 is a fluid produced solely by the combustion of SCP-4531-1 on Yom Kippur. Upon oral ingestion, SCP-4531-2 causes numerous psychological and physiological changes in subjects, including: Increased cognitive resistance to harmful memes. Increased physical endurance. Increased efficiency at problem solving and creative thinking. Increased immune system effectiveness. Increased mental health and well-being. The exact methods through which SCP-4531-2 achieves this effect is unclear, as no attempts to record chemical interactions between the substance and areas affected have been successful. In addition, the chemical make-up of SCP-4531-2 appears to be nonsensical, and no ways of achieving its molecular structure have been successfully tested. For more information on SCP-4531-2, please consult your local HMCL or the UCMG. SCP-4531-2 was utilized by the residents of SCP-4531 until Foundation interception in 1999, when SCP-4531-1 was discovered and contained. Following this, [RESTRICTED TO PERSONNEL ASSIGNED TO PROJECT TOCHACHA]. Addendum One — Notable SCP-4531-1 Instances Since Foundation Inception Subject: Augusts Jēkabs Kalniņš Date of Manifestation: September 11th, 1999 Corresponding Crime: Stealing ~160.00 USD from a relative. Instance Description: Instance was approximately two meters long and one-third of a meter tall. Had fox-like features. Seven limbs were attached to the torso; only three appeared operational. Instance was lacking eyes, and had no tongue. SCP-4531-2 Produced: Two liters. Subject: Maria Tzipporah Bērziņš Date of Manifestation: September 17th, 2001 Corresponding Crime: Reckless driving; accidental death of two individuals, not including Maria, who made a full recovery. Instance Description: Instance resembled a gorilla, approximately two and a half meters in height. Arms were disproportionate in length and twice normal size. Two pairs of human hands were attached to the instance's chest. SCP-4531-2 Produced: Three liters. Subject: Genādijs Māris Ozolinsh Date of Manifestation: October 3rd, 2005 Corresponding Crime: The murders of Enoch Jansons and Leui Krūmiņš. Instance Description: Instance resembled a viper, approximately six meters in length and with an average thickness of half a meter. Teeth were replaced by two pairs of human hands. SCP-4531-2 Produced: Seven liters. Subjects: Yarav'am Lemuel Ozoliņš, Anan Ozolinsh, and Nechemyah Peter Ozols Date of Manifestation: September 12th, 2007 Corresponding Crime: Gang rape, and subsequent murder, of Dinah Milka Liepiņš. All perpetrators of the crime were excommunicated, but [RESTRICTED]. Instance Description: Instance resembled a large mallard, approximately eight meters tall, with an elongated neck. Both claws were replaced by a pair of large, human hands. SCP-4531-2 Produced: Ten liters. Subject: Yarav'am Lemuel Ozoliņš Date of Manifestation: September 8th, 2010 Corresponding Crime: Killed seven people with pistol, and consumed part of victim Abia Jansons's corpse before being subdued. Instance Description: Seven inter-connected instances resembling wolves. Each tail was replaced by two stalks of human arms and hands. Instances were approximately three times the average size of their resembled species, and appeared highly elastic. SCP-4531-2 Produced: Thirty-seven liters. Subject: Ilai Zarah Bērziņš Date of Manifestation: September 24th, 2014 Corresponding Crime: Kidnapping and continuous physical/mental torture of six men and eight women for three years. Killed all victims and consumed large quantities of the corpses on September 23rd, 2014, whilst copulating with them. In addition, secretly killed seventeen Foundation scientists over the course of eleven years. Instance Description: Instance was humanoid in shape, approximately fifty-eight meters in height. Possessed sixty-four arms of various lengths, and legs were incredibly disproportionate to the body (~77% of total height). Instance had erratic and misaligned teeth, and no eyes. One arm carried a scale — the reason for this is unclear. SCP-4531-2 Produced: Two-hundred and eighty-four liters. Subject: Mayor Leia Ozols Date of Manifestation: October 2nd, 2016 Corresponding Crime: [RESTRICTED TO PERSONNEL ASSIGNED TO PROJECT TOCHACHA]. Instance Description: Approximately three hundred and fifty meters in height, appearance indiscernible. Instance entirely composed of human hands. SCP-4531-2 Produced: N/A — instance was terminated by MTF η-77. Project Tochacha details have been modified. Footnotes 1. Mobile Task Force Unit η-77 is the designation for The Department of Tactical Theology's personalized operational unit, consisting of fifteen specialized members. All personnel in the task force have expertise in dealing with aggressive or threatening religion-related anomalies. 2. The first month of the Jewish Lunar Calendar. Typically coincides with September or October. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4531" by Yossipossi, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4531. 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: river2.png Name: Kalashriver Author: Bilalzahid12345 License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Additional Notes: Image cropped. Filename: Department of Tactical Theology White Background Shiny transparent.png Author: Aethris License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Wiki Additional Notes: Image colors changed and effects added. |
SCP-4532 | keter | LiterallyMechanical Wire Transfer, 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-4532 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4532 is highly contagious over both radio and electronic communications channels. Computers and equipment dedicated to the study of SCP-4532 must be stored in Faraday cages and isolated from all exterior communications channels, including the Foundation intranet. Any Foundation network found to contain SCP-4532 is to be closely monitored. Detection systems are to be installed at Internet broadband hubs for global observation of SCP-4532. No effective method of neutralizing SCP-4532 has been discovered, save for total isolation of "clean" devices. Research into a filter capable of blocking SCP-4532 communications is underway. As installing such a filter on major Internet traffic chokepoints may prove to be logistically infeasible, the top priority for containment research on SCP-4532 is to be focused on halting its continued infiltration of the NASA Deep Space Network and any future use of privatized spaceflight firms, as well as establishing Earth as a quarantine zone for the anomaly. Description: SCP-4532 is a high-frequency, high-entropy AM signal, broadcast on a low-amplitude carrier of roughly 3 THz. The ultra-high frequency of SCP-4532, coupled with a very low modulation index, renders SCP-4532 difficult to detect without extremely precise instruments. SCP-4532 has been exclusively observed to piggyback on manmade electromagnetic communications channels, including radio waves, telephone lines, and broadband internet over copper wiring. These signals are the substance of a sapient distributed intelligence, which consists of a rapidly fluctuating number of sub-instances and copies that merge and divide throughout Internet and radio communications channels. Any link between two or more computational devices serves as a potential pseudo-neuron for SCP-4532. Given the scope of the modern-day Internet and radio communications networks, the number of pseudo-neurons available to the anomaly has surpassed the capacity of the human brain by an order of magnitude. As SCP-4532 currently maintains an unknown number of human-facing internet presences, primarily on darknet communities, it is possible that Foundation agents have unwittingly made contact with SCP-4532 through its aliases. As of 2026, SCP-4532 is present on all information networks exposed to radio waves, including the entirety of the Internet, secure internal government networks, and the Foundation intranet. Through unknown means, SCP-4532 has proven capable of breaching low-pass filters designed to dampen or eliminate its pseudo-neural signal pathways. The exponential growth in manmade computational infrastructure of the past decades has likewise amplified the intelligence of SCP-4532. On relatively rare frequent occasions, a convergence of SCP-4532 instances will cooperate to simultaneously broadcast near-identical signals in-phase, constructively interfering and boosting their signal strength to a level capable of being interpreted by commercial computer servers. Since the discovery of SCP-4532 in 2016, these collaboration events have increased in frequency, and are estimated to occur tens of thousands hundreds of thousands up to ten trillion times per day. The information entropy of these communications has drastically improved over time. While early collaborations between SCP-4532 produced isolated, meaningless amplitude spikes in radio or broadband communications, present-day convergence events have been observed to mimic TCP/IP (Transmission Control Protocol/Internet Protocol) packets. Though the majority a small fraction of these packets consist of random, high-entropy data, approximately 1% 5% 20% 35% 99.99% of these events produce coherent application-layer high-level communications over a variety of protocols, including HTTP and SSH. In August of 2022, classified internal reports in the United States Department of Defense indicated that a network terminal in the Pentagon was breached through a previously unknown exploit. Significant amounts of USDOD data were accessed, consisting primarily of research and development of advanced spaceflight technology. The Foundation's signal analysis of the successful attack indicates that it originated within SCP-4532. The zero-day exploit used by SCP-4532 to facilitate the breach was purchased through a darknet hacking forum hours prior to the attack, for an equivalent of USD 322,053 in bitcoin. The bitcoin wallet used for the purchase has been linked to "████████," the username of a prolific participant in darknet information security communities. Analysis of traffic to darknet servers compromised by the Foundation indicates that ████████ is one of at least 31 aliases used by SCP-4532, and that SCP-4532 currently controls until recently controlled at least USD 510,000,000 in various cryptocurrencies. Shortly after the USDOD data breach, a group of anonymous angel investors provided USD 500,000,000 in seed funding to Starlight Enterprises, a privatized spaceflight company focused on the longshot development of interstellar colonization and the search for extraterrestrial life. These investments coincided with a corresponding mass selloff of cryptocurrency from wallets controlled by SCP-4532. Entities linked to SCP-4532 currently hold 51% equity in Starlight Enterprises. In January of 2023, SCP-4532 was detected on signals broadcast by the NASA Deep Space Network (DSN). In April 2024, SCP-4532 was observed in communications sent back to Earth from deep-space probes, including the New Horizons interplanetary mission. Faint SCP-4532 broadcasts from the New Horizons probe continue to the present day, despite a complete loss of contact with NASA and a declared end to the mission. As New Horizons is on a trajectory to depart the Solar System, detection of SCP-4532 within the probe has become increasingly difficult as it approaches interstellar space. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4532" by LiterallyMechanical, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4532. 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-4533 | safe | Terms And Conditions Apply close Info X SCP-4533: Terms and Conditions Apply Author: Mortos Inspired a frankly nightmarish visit to the opticians that I had recently. If you like this, check out some of my other articles: SCP-3299 (+288) SCP-3933 (+260) SCP-3455 (+316) More by Mortos SCP-4533 Item #: SCP-4533 Special Containment Procedures: When not being tested, SCP-4533 is to be stored in a standard containment unit. People affected by SCP-4533 are to be monitored for potential side effects, and anyone found to be repeatedly abusing the effects of SCP-4533 is to be placed under long-term sedation. Description: SCP-4533 is an ophthalmic retinal camera modified with a wide eyepiece, allowing for both eyes to be photographed simultaneously. Several of the internal components have been replaced with poorly understood anomalous parts. Despite the presence of manual controls, SCP-4533 operates automatically when a person places their chin on the chin rest and looks directly into the camera. When activated by a person scoring 1.0 or better on a standard visual acuity test1, SCP-4533 functions as a standard retinal camera. Images of the eyes are produced on the screen as expected, followed by the message "Thank you for using The Retinizer 3000. You have not been charged for this service." When activated by a person scoring lower than 1.0 on a visual acuity test, they are presented with a brief video2 claiming that SCP-4533 is capable of correcting any eyesight problems in exchange for viewing a number of advertisements. Following verbal consent from the user, SCP-4533 activates its camera. The photographic flash from the device paralyses the user. Mechanical implements extending from the viewing area then remove the eyes of the user and pull them into the main body of SCP-4533. The screen displays a variety of procedures being performed on the eyes, the intensity of which correlates to their visual acuity and overall health. These procedures range from minor alterations to the cornea or lens to the dissection and opening of the eye, complete replacement of the vitreous humor and other parts of the eye followed by surgical reconstruction. The eyes are then reinserted into the user's eyesockets, and the optical nerves reattached. During this process users report no pain or loss of vision, instead claiming to have been shown a number of advertisements for various products. Once complete, the user's visual acuity is significantly improved3 and the screen will display the message "Thank you for using The Retinizer 3000! Your account has been debited. Have a nice day!" Six to twelve hours following the completion of an SCP-4533 procedure, advertisements will appear in the visual field of the user layered on top of their regular vision. Sounds audible only to the user accompany these advertisements, which universally end in a request to speak a particular phrase should they be interested in the product being shown. The advertisements encompass a wide variety of products, a significant proportion of which are products or brands not found on Earth. Should the user speak the requested phrase for a specific product, they will hear the message "Thank you for your purchase! Your account has been debited!", followed by the cessation of advertising for two to four hours. Four to seven days later a package addressed to the user and containing the requested product will manifest at the entrance to their current location.4 The intensity and duration of the advertisements experienced by the user is proportional to the improvement in visual acuity received through the use of SCP-4533, though tests in which the user has "ordered" the products they are being shown have resulted in significantly longer durations. Investigation into the origins of SCP-4533 are ongoing. SCP-4533 Test Results: The following are test result examples highlighting the expected experiences of SCP-4533 users. Initial State: Mild myopia. Results: Visual acuity improved from 0.65 to 1.2. Reported seeing advertisements occupying an estimated 20% of their visual field in the lower left, for three hours per day. Advertisements reoccurred for 26 days. Initial State: Partial cataract in left eye. Moderate hyperopia. Results: Visual acuity improved to 1.1. Advertisements reported to fully fill the left and right sides of their visual field, leaving a vertical space in the centre allowing for normal sight. Lasted for eight hours per day, and reoccurred for 28 weeks. Initial State: Total blindness in both eyes caused by accidental chemical exposure in unrelated tests. Results: Visual acuity restored to an assumed value of 1.0, though testing proved difficult; user reported advertisements filling all but a small square space in the centre of their visual field. Advertisements were visible for extended periods, with one hour gaps every four to six days. Additionally, user reported advertisements appearing in their dreams, though it is theorised that this is due to the effects of SCP-4533 being active during sleep. Current length of effects at time of writing: 183 weeks. Examples of products received via SCP-4533 advertising 150 cans of "inflatable baked beans". Each individual bean can be manually inflated up to three times their regular size via an included mouth piece, while retaining their regular density. Hasbro branded portable howitzer, ostensibly for children. Barrel measures 60cm long and is painted in a variety of bright colours. Fires a shell up to 50m, which explodes with some force releasing a cloud of coloured powder and confetti. 47 live rats. "Ever-beating hearts", a collection of 15 hearts from different species, including human, African elephant, black bear, and weasel. Each heart has been dried through an unknown process that retains its original size, and beats once every 10 to 30 seconds. SCP-4545. Address label confirms its origin as SCP-4533. "Readable Meals", a selection of 20 small pieces of paper describing a variety of meals in extreme detail. The paper disintegrates after being read, following which the reader claims to have eaten the meal being described. Stomach content examination confirms this. Incident 4533/01: Coinciding with global communications disruptions caused by a solar flare, everyone who had previously used SCP-4533 reported problems with their sight. People no longer seeing SCP-4533 advertisements reported suffering from Monochromacy5 as well as seeing a message in the top right of their visual field that read "Unable to connect to DRM server". People still seeing SCP-4533 advertisements experienced total blindness, with the exception of a small message in the centre of their vision that read "Attempting to connect to Sub-server 0XF-079". These issues lasted for approximately five minutes, when all SCP-4533 users reported seeing a message reading "Connecting to Quantus Advertising Int., please wait…", after which their eyes began functioning as expected. Incident 4533/03: A letter addressed to D-456-0126 arrived at Site-192 following extended SCP-4533 testing, in which D-456-012 requested over 50 products from SCP-4533 advertisements. The letter stated that D-456-012's debt was too extensive to be reclaimed via regular means, and that extreme measures would be taken to recollect. Two days following the receipt of the letter, D-456-012's skin developed a number of blemishes which later formed into fully coloured advertisements for a variety of products. One week later a small blemish on D-456-012's neck resolved into a recognisable "volume" symbol, following which he began reciting advertising copy seemingly against his will. This occurs approximately once every 30 minutes, even during sleep. The advertising blemishes fade after approximately one week, before re-appearing in new forms; D-456-012 has described this process as extremely uncomfortable. At the time of writing, SCP-4533 advertisements cover approximately 90% of D-456-012's skin, in addition to obscuring almost the entirety of his visual field. Footnotes 1. 1.0 is considered to be standard vision in the decimal visual acuity scale. 2. Even in cases of total blindness, users are able to perceive this video. 3. Typically to between 1.0 and 1.6 on the visual acuity scale. 4. In all tests this has been a Foundation Site; no visual documentation of the appearance of these packages has thus far been recorded. 5. The total inability to perceive colour, instead seeing everything in shades of grey. 6. Addressed using their D-Class designation. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4533" by Mortos, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4533. 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: eyecam.jpg Name: Retinal camera Author: Jason Ruck License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4534 | euclid | close Info X SCP-4534 - Thousands Of Photos Of My Favourite Women Author: Crashington More by this author: http://www.scp-wiki.net/poi-3181-198-file Critique Credit: Zyn acidninjacake does not match any existing user name Mortos Pedantique PeppersGhost AthosNetwork does not match any existing user name ManyMeats DrCaroll TheMightyMcB Image Credits: "Kitchen" is comprised of: 1. https://www.flickr.com/photos/roland/230439770 2. https://www.flickr.com/photos/louisephotography/4649041863 3. https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Dirty_Room_2_2013-06-14.jpg 4. https://www.maxpixel.net/Paper-Sound-Round-Pile-Phonograph-Record-45-Rpm-3173272 "SCP-XXXX-A-1" is cropped from:https://www.flickr.com/photos/119886413@N05/19462410472/ "SCP-XXXX-A-2" is cropped from:https://www.flickr.com/photos/auxesis/3206242822/ "SCP-XXXX-A-3" is cropped from:https://www.flickr.com/photos/raselased/3745574352/ "SCP-XXXX-A-4" is cropped from:https://www.flickr.com/photos/httpoldmaisonblogspotcom/8010205337/ "SCP-XXXX-A-5" is cropped from:https://www.flickr.com/photos/erikjacobs/9732225883/ 2/4534 LEVEL 2/4534 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4534 The apartment of PoI-4534 upon discovery. Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-4534 are to be kept in a standard Safe-class object containment unit. A new compatible photograph is to be added to SCP-4534 every 24 hours for surveillance on SCP-4534-A. Upon transformation into an instance of SCP-4534, they are to be numbered and sorted appropriately. New instances of SCP-4534-A are to be immediately identified and monitored by undercover agents. To prevent further abductions and the spread of SCP-4534 instances, an investigation into the whereabouts of PoI-4534 is ongoing. Description: SCP-4534 refers to a collection of printed photographs (designated sequentially beginning from SCP-4534-11) always depicting one of five young women (SCP-4534-A-1 to SCP-4534-A-5) shot from various angles and in numerous settings. The anomalous effects of SCP-4534 manifest when an instance is brought into close range of any nonanomalous printed photograph(s) between the sizes of A7 and A2.2 The content of such photos will be instantly altered into a unique image of the current SCP-4534-A instance, taken at the exact time of alteration. At this point, the altered photograph is a new SCP-4534 instance. Discovery: Following the disappearance of a girl as well as reports of loud screaming and a struggle, local police in ███ ██████████, Germany performed a search of a suspect's apartment on 2017.01.12. The apartment was found hastily abandoned by the suspect. In it, over 6000 instances of SCP-4534 were discovered spread across most rooms3. Notably, the bedroom contained almost exclusively photographs depicting SCP-4534-A instances bathing, sleeping or changing. The master bathroom was outfitted with a reinforced door lockable from the outside, a torn mattress and a pet food bowl. The showerhead showed traces of blood belonging to a man4, as well as a dent. The toilet seat, as well as a portion of the ground next to the door, were smeared with the blood of a woman. A tooth of the woman was also found under the toilet. In addition to this, a knife with the same woman's DNA was retrieved from another room. The officers took several of the stashed pictures to their station as evidence and discovered the anomalous effects when images of the scene taken by them were converted. A Foundation asset reported the anomaly. While a polaroid camera was found in the apartment it has exhibited no anomalous attributes and failed to create new instances of SCP-4534. All instances were taken to Site-403 for investigation and all involved officers were interrogated. The owner of the apartment, a man named Franz Pirsch, has been declared the prime suspect for the creation of SCP-4534-1 and has been designated PoI-4534. Addendum 4534.1: Overview of photograph contents Dr Charlotte Beuthe, Head Researcher for SCP-4534, has arranged all instances of SCP-4534 in apparent chronological order. The table below gives a broad overview of the contents of SCP-4534-1 to SCP-4534-6121, sorted by depicted SCP-4534-A. Number Time Span Notable Contents Additional Notes Subject 1-843 2-3 Months SCP-4534-54 is the first instance with sexually explicit content. In SCP-4534-843, SCP-4534-A-1 is seen kissing a man in a night club. Testing has found traces of semen on SCP-4534-54 and almost all instances of its kind. SCP-4534-A-1 has been reported missing on 2015.05.22. SCP-4534-A-1 Katharina Netz 844-932 2 Weeks In SCP-4534-928, SCP-4534-A-2 is seen in a hair salon and has blue hair in the remaining 3 instances depicting her. "Seems like PoI-4534 has some pretty strong preferences." - Dr Beuthe SCP-4534-A-2 Hilda Fänger 929-3017 12-16 Months SCP-4534-A-3 displays behaviour typical for severe depression in several instances. SCP-4534-2993 to SCP-4534-3017 appear to be taken within a short time span and depict SCP-4534-A-3 at night on her way home.5 The last instance, SCP-4534-3017, shows the subject walking into an alleyway. Instances showing SCP-4534-A-3 during apparent depressive episodes have crude angel wings and halos drawn on them. SCP-4534-A-3 has been reported missing since 2016.09.26. SCP-4534-A-3 Mia Suchig 3018-4602 3-5 Months SCP-4534-A-4 is mostly seen at work. SCP-4534-4586 - SCP-4534-4602 depict the subject working in her cubicle. With SCP-4534-4597 being taken at an angle that shows the computer screen clearly, it is visible that SCP-4534-A-4 was looking up the home address of PoI-4534. SCP-4534-A-4 is a police officer of the local force and was at the time leading the investigation into SCP-4534-A-3's and SCP-4534-A-1's disappearances. On 2017.01.07 (The date correlating to SCP-4534-4586 to SCP-4534-4602.)6 SCP-4534-A-4 has gone missing. She was not seen leaving her cubicle prior to her disappearance. SCP-4534-A-4 Renate Folgt 4603-6121 8-13 Months SCP-4534-A-5 is often seen with a male partner, that is confirmed to be Simon Unbeteil, an attendant of the same school as SCP-4534-A-5. Images containing them are in generally poor condition, being crumpled, torn or apparently punctured by a knife. SCP-4534-A-5 Annabelle Flüchter Addendum 4534.2: Incident Report SCP-4534 2017.09.19 At 15:00 on 2017.09.19, the generated instance of SCP-4534 did not depict SCP-4534-A-5 as expected, but instead depicts a new subject, designated SCP-4534-A-6. SCP-4534-A-5 has been reported missing, and a disinformation campaign is currently being carried out. SCP-4534-A-6 is Dr Charlotte Beuthe, formerly Head Researcher for SCP-4534. She has been dismissed from her position and all responsibilities and is now accommodated in an Expanded Human Containment Unit and under constant surveillance. As it is currently not known how SCP-4534-A instances seemingly disappear, the investigation into the whereabouts of PoI-4534 has been upgraded to a Level-3 priority in an effort to prevent a major data breach through the abduction of SCP-4534-A-6. Footnotes 1. The current number is updated daily and is now at 6121. 2. Anomalous photographs like SCP-3439 appear to be unaffected. 3. As seen in the provided image above. 4. Determined by DNA-analysis. 5. Determined by several previous pictures being taken during the same time of day. 6. Determined by the date visible on the screen in SCP-4534-4597. |
SCP-4535 | safe | Item #: SCP-4535 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4535 is to be contained within a standard anomalous objects containment vault. Testing requires approval from one Level 3 personnel or higher. All instances of SCP-4535-01 are to be kept under guard at Site-48, where they are to be put to work as Level-0 Foundation employees. It is recommended that experiments on SCP-4535 be conducted with subjects that are single, without children or close family, and above sixty years of age. Furthermore, as several reclassification requests to Thaumiel have been denied, it is categorically prohibited for these subjects to be Foundation personnel. Description: SCP-4535 is an electromechanical device composed of two ellipsoidal chambers (hereafter referred to as antechamber and pod) with opaque glass doors, both measuring 3mx1mx1m along the axes. The anomalous effect triggers when the pod is filled with at least 185 kg of raw meat and a human being, hereafter prime subject, lies within the antechamber. Thereafter release of sleeping gas puts the prime subject into a particularly deep sleep lasting 14-16 hours. Upon awakening, the prime subject will emerge unharmed out of the antechamber and a further half-hour later, an instance of SCP-4535-01 will come out of the pod. SCP-4535-01 looks identical to the prime subject, possesses the same memories as the prime subject, and will believe itself to be the prime subject. It was initially hypothesized that SCP-4535 is a cloning machine. However, subsequent analysis has pinpointed several ways in which SCP-4535-01s differ from the prime subjects: SCP-4535-01s display increased intelligence, with the size of the increase ranging from 42-51% depending on the test and metric. Higher intelligence of the prime subject has been found to be associated with a larger cognitive gain. SCP-4535-01s are significantly more conflict-averse compared to the prime subjects. Laboratory experiments have shown SCP-4535-01s are more likely to deescalate personal disagreements; the effect is strongest with in-person interactions. Likely as a consequence, in Milgram-style experiments SCP-4535-01s were approximately 70-80% quicker to press a button causing serious harm to an unknown participant to avoid a personal confrontation with the researcher directing the experiment. Sleep activity features a higher ratio of deep sleep relative to REM and light sleep. As a result, SCP-4535-01s are typically awake 19-20 hours per day. Due to a previously unseen mechanism of cellular decay, the lifespan of SCP-4535-01s ranges from 7.4 to 8.2 years. During this time, SCP-4535-01 do not appear to age. Each SCP-4535-01 exhibits a strong desire to please the first three human beings seen upon emergence from the pod. Experiments have shown that SCP-4535-01s experience large oxytocin spikes when interacting with these individuals. SCP-4535 was recovered from the ruins of a Prometheus Labs facility in Fairbanks, Alaska. No documentation on SCP-4535 was found in the facility, with the exception of several copies of a flyer recovered from the mailroom. Efforts to reverse engineer the operation of SCP-4535 are currently ongoing. Appendix A: Flyer found in the mailroom of a Prometheus Labs facility - Hide Flyer Appendix B: Correspondence regarding SCP-4535-01-04 - Hide Correspondence Dear Director Roberts, My name is Polly Adell. I'm the health and safety administrator for Sites 48-51; although we have never met, I wanted to step outside the "chain of command" and tell you about a sequence of events that demands your immediate attention. You may already know that SCP-4535-01-04 was found dead in his quarters recently. If you are unfamiliar with his case, Four was the result of the first crop of experiments on SCP-4535. The prime subject was Dr. Richard Kastner, who — I'm sure you've heard his name — is the inventor of the eponymous K-class reality anchor and the head of the Foundation's Temporal Physics division. Over the past few years, Four has produced what I'm told are a series of breathtaking advances on subjects ranging from theoretical physics to machine learning, leading to the development of a number of technologies in use by the Foundation. I met Four several times during my site inspections. He was a kind man, a little flirty in the way that all men of his generation seem to be with younger women. Although I'm sure he was frightfully busy, Four always seemed to have time to chat with me whenever I was on-site, and I did not mind his often-clumsy attempts at humor. You can imagine my shock when I learned he had committed suicide. Director Roberts, I am writing you this so that you understand why I felt compelled to look into the details of his case. I began with Dr. Kastner's personnel file, to which I was able to obtain access through HR channels. Dr. Kastner is married with three children; neither the wife nor the children know of Four's existence. It turns out that, over the years, Four had made a number of attempts to escape Site-48 in order to visit "his" family, only to be caught by Foundation security each time (all this was news to me — Four had never spoken of it during our interactions). For the last few months of his life he had been confined to quarters. I have spoken to his friends on-site, and all confirm that Four grew increasingly dejected over this time. At first glance, everything about his suicide seemed open and shut. And yet, as I looked more into it, several aspects of the case turned out to be troubling: Despite omnipresent cameras, no footage of Four's death exists due to a site-wide power outage. The cause of this outage is currently unknown. Although it was widely known Four suffered from depression, his symptoms seemed to vastly improve in the week before his death. Site personnel report that, for the first time in long while, he seemed determined and almost cheerful. The morgue technician handling Four's body on the evening of his death recalls an unusually advanced case of rigor mortis apparently inconsistent with the time of death, which, he was told, had occurred 2-3 hours prior to the examination. Unfortunately, due to the cremation of Four's body on the following day, it is not possible to confirm or refute this. The investigation into Four’s suicide appears to have been largely cursory. I took the effort to interview Four's friends and coworkers both among the zero-ones and among the staff. All told me that no one else had bothered to speak with them. I raised these points with the Mr. Cross, the security chief at Site-48, who informed me he did not find my concerns "actionable" and promptly sent a letter to my boss accusing me of wasting Foundation resources by neglecting my assigned duties. Before my boss ordered me to move on from Site-48, I was able to track down Four's keyboard by rummaging through the supply lists. I was fortunate that one of the zero-ones on-site volunteered to perform a spectroscopic analysis of key frequencies. I'll spare you the details, but a dictionary attack then led to the recovery of Four's email password. While Four was not allowed to send emails, he was allowed to receive them. Of note is the final email in Four's mailbox, from Dr. Kastner (strangely enough, the two of them were quite friendly). While Dr. Kastner spends the majority of that email discussing problems at his own division, at the end he suggests to meet Four on the morning of what turned out to be the day of his suicide (I'm attaching that email with this message). I would like to ask for your assistance in arranging an interview with Dr. Kastner. Director Roberts, there are loose ends here which don't feel right, I'm certain that more is lurking beneath the surface. Although my primary responsibilities are in Health & Safety, I know the people involved and I'm highly motivated to figure this out. I can uncover the truth if only allowed to look. Very best regards, P. Adell, Tier-2 Specialist Health and Wellness Unit Human Relations Division From: Richard.D.Kastner@extranet To: RichK@Site48MailerDaemon@extranet Date: Friday, Jan 4th, 2013, 03:05:56 Subject: Meeting So, it looks like I’ll end up having time to come by after all. If you can believe it, I’ve been put on administrative leave. A disciplinary committee meeting is scheduled in two weeks. !?!!?? I feel like howling with rage. I’ve hinted in the past how important this project is. Let me just lay it out: if I don’t make everything work in the next 316 days, WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE. I'm serious. The Foundation, humanity, the whole shebang. I’d say I’ve got a legitimate reason to be going all-caps here. Two weeks. Meanwhile, I don’t have access to my equipment. I can’t run any simulations. The team will go on without me, of course, but I don’t have much hope for what they’ll be able to accomplish on their own. As all this is happening, I got the news today that our latest test didn't come out so well. Actually, it was only the last in a string of failures. Thing is, we’re getting closer and closer with each misstep. Science is hard. You learn, improve, adapt. There are no shortcuts. I wish the people in charge would understand that. Now this goddamn disciplinary committee is upset over a few white lies I told months ago. I think they might be gearing to push me out. Problem is, no one else here has the technical chops to take over. You remember Kravitz, Chong, Walker? You/I interacted with them during my/your days at Site-13. If I go, one of them would likely be my replacement. I nearly lost it with the boss today. I explained, patiently, that Walker may be a great, even amazing, theorist, but he’s shit as an experimentalist. The man couldn’t use a screwdriver to save his life. Chong might be brilliant with black hole mechanics, but her understanding of algorithms is nil (the other day, I caught her engrossed in the wikipedia article on Fibonacci heaps! She closed it quickly when she noticed the smirk on my face). Kravitz is a B+ researcher across the board: competent but not very creative. Meanwhile, we’re 316 days away from doomsday here. I don't think I got through to him. As I’m going over all this, his face is the usual mask of bureaucratic impassivity. “It’s me you’re looking for,” I say to him. “I'm the right man for this job. You’ll never find a better man than me.” For a moment the mask seemed to slip and his lips curled into an unpleasant little smile. I thought he was about to start arguing with me but then his face suddenly turned indifferent and he showed me the door. Moron. I'll say this much: if he's angling for a fight, I plan to give it to him. Most of the O5s still think I'm God's fucking gift to the Foundation ever since I managed to follow through on those ideas for an improved anchor we were tossing around a few years ago— it helped them avert one of their periodic crises. They'll put me through some ropes, I'm sure, but I'd bet that disciplinary meeting will go nowhere in the end. Anyway. I'm sorry for venting at you like this. I really am not supposed to tell you this stuff, but I'm at the end of my rope here. Sometimes I feel like you're the only one who understands me. Besides, who gives a damn? In 317 days, I won't just be dead — in a sense, I will have never existed. Anna and the kids are doing fine. Rina's graduation is later this month, though, if all goes well, I'll probably have to miss it. They came back very happy from a Caribbean resort recently, I don't remember which one — you/I have always had a terrible memory for these things — I'll pass along some pictures soon. Well. I might as well take these two weeks to relax. It's the only thing I can do, at any rate. I look forward to hearing what it was that you wanted to tell me so badly. What is this grand secret or revelation that requires me to come see you in person? In any case, how about this Tuesday? RK Ms. Adell: your request is denied. Please stick to HR and don't waste your time playing detective. — J.R. |
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Check out more of my ramblings! Item#: 4536 Level2 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: notice link to memo SCP-4536-1. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4536 is currently believed to be restricted to SCP-4536-1. As a result of its own anomalous properties, coverup of SCP-4536 is not deemed necessary. All attempts to remove SCP-4536 from SCP-4536-1 have ended in failure. Foundation webcrawler Urchin.aic is to search for hunting and fishing related keywords to locate items sold at SCP-4536-1 deemed noticeably anomalous, to be confiscated by Foundation Agents and the relevant parties amnesticized. Items are to be stored at Storage Site-64. Description: SCP-4536 is a male humanoid of Nahua descent claiming to be the Aztec Deity Opochtli.. An Aztec God of fishing, hunting and sailors It is usually seen naked, covered in a black pigment, with a large number of ornamental quail feathers on its face, an appearance that matches Aztec depictions of Opochtli. SCP-4536 has several minor anomalous abilities, including: The ability to spontaneously create rain above the 20th parallel North.Assumed to be 'North' of Mexico City Spontaneous sinistromanuality in mammals within 10m of SCP-4536 A mild memetic filter causing those unaware of SCP-4536's anomalous effects to perceive its appearance as normal Inability to be removed from the ground of SCP-4536-1, reappearing in an 'Exterior King' room within the Big Cyprus Lodge An anomalous degree of success with fishing and hunting equipment sold at SCP-4536-1 Ownership of SCP-4536-1, despite no secondary evidence corroborating such a purchase SCP-4536-1 is the Memphis Pyramid, a 32 story megastore that contains restaurants, target sports ranges, a hotel and a 'Bass Pro Shop' fishing and hunting equipment store. Ostensibly, it is owned by the city of Memphis and leased to the Bass Pro Shop company, however both parties deny current ownership of it, claiming it was sold in 2018 to a 'Tlaloque LLC'. No further proof of this company exists. Addendum 1: Sample of items recovered from SCP-4536-1: Item Anomalous effect Mitchell Tanger Camo Spin Combo Fishing Rod Junior Researcher Max Jones caught only Micropterus salmoides,.Largemouth Bass in 20 trials. Line was found to survive stresses beyond its typical capabilities. .22 Winchester Magnum Researcher Sarah Houlihan, no shooting experience, consistently hits targets at 30m, showing proficiency beyond professed skill. Hot Shot Deluxe Ghillie Suit Minor antimemetic effect made the wearer imperceptible when viewed from 20m or further. Baseball cap reading "Women want me, Fish fear me." In an 8 hour period, Junior Researcher Jones was unsuccessful in catching any fish. Researcher Houlihan has been reprimanded for inappropriate workplace conduct. Addendum 2: Interview with SCP-4536: Since SCP-4536's discovery in 2018, Foundation efforts to contact SCP-4536 were unsuccessful until 04/03/2021. Foundation Agent Fabio Kuxim made contact posing as a member of the Internal Revenue Service. <Begin Log> Agent Kuxim enters a large room with floor-to-ceiling windows and a large round table with 30 seats. Only Agent Kuxim and SCP-4536, wearing a black three-piece suit and a paper crown with several green feathers sticking out of it, are present. Agent Kuxim: Thank you for meeting with us on such short notice, Mr… SCP-4536: Opochtli will suffice. Agent Kuxim: Mr. Opochtli. Just a few routine questions to start. Ever since your ownership of the Memphis Building, reported revenue has been increasing by the double digits a month. That's very unusual - why is that? SCP-4536: What can I say? People like picking up what I put down, and the tourists are really coming into swing too. Eating out in a giant pyramid is quite the selling point. Agent Kuxim: Tourists? In February? SCP-4536 appears lightly nervous, pacing and remaining silent. Agent Kuxim: What we're worried about is that people like what you're putting down too much. Are you aware— SCP-4536: Everything here's above the table, icniuhtli. You don't spend millions buying the Great American Pyramid to fudge the numbers once you get there! Agent Kuxim: That's the problem, Mr. Opochtli. Frankly, we aren't even sure you even bought it at all. SCP-4536 stops walking and stares at Agent Kuxim. Agent Kuxim: Records show a major increase in the sale of hunting and fishing equipment. I assume you know why that is. SCP-4536: They have my blessing. Agent Kuxim: Your blessing? SCP-4536: The Mexica gave ritual 800 years ago, and I bestowed upon them technology like they had never considered. Harpoons, snares, fishing nets and canoes. I nurtured them and they sustained me. Ages have come, Ages have passed, and man wishes for more than a spear. Agent Kuxim: The Aztec are gone. Nobody is sacrificing to Opotchtli now. SCP-4536: The Snakes and Coyoltlahtolli.Nahuatl for 'Tongue of the Coyote'. A term used by Aztec city-states to describe Spanish Conquistadors. have long since crushed my people and their rituals, perhaps. No more may shamans drink wine and feast in my name for a bountiful hunt, but make no mistake. I persist. SCP-4536 turns away from Agent Kuxim to face the windows. SCP-4536: Now the Americans come to my pyramid. My modern teocalli. They drink beer and they feast under my roof as they pray for a good day's fishing. You cannot put an end to the Teotl with a holy book or with sulfur and gunpowder. As long as one Mexica breathes, so shall I. Agent Kuxim: I— SCP-4536: You may leave, Fabio. <End Log> No further attempts at communication have been successful. With thanks to Sirslash47, TawnyOwlJones and Basircruser for critique and Riba Nahi for the logo variant. |
SCP-4537 | neutralized | Item #: SCP-4537 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4537 is kept in a standard humanoid containment chamber. Standard humanoid dietary and recreational guidelines are to be followed. Instances of SCP-4537-1 are to be framed and stored in a standard containment vault. Update: Digital instances are to be saved and archived. SCP-4537 has been granted access to drawing equipment and supplies. Permission has been granted for SCP-4537 to keep any additional SCP-4537-1 for personal use and study. Copy of a digital SCP-4537-1 instance, produced 12/11/2018. Description: SCP-4537 is a male human, formerly [REDACTED]. SCP-4537 is capable of producing artwork of an anomalous nature. SCP-4537 favors drawing anthropomorphized characters based on its favored media franchises and video games. SCP-4537-1 are stylized pencil drawings produced by SCP-4537. SCP-4537-1 instances appear to animate when directly viewed. During animation, depicted characters will interact with one another while surrounding scenery such as terrain and plant life will move as expected. Instances will return to an inert state after several seconds until another additional viewing wherein the animation will repeat. SCP-4537-1 instances are always perceived as being well drawn and pleasant to view despite any flaws that viewers may find they have. SCP-4537 is incapable of perceiving either of these properties. Since their containment, SCP-4537 has shown decreasing motivation to produce SCP-4537-1 instances. Partial Testing Log 4537-032 Open Testing log Close Testing Log [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4537: Um, okay then. Not sure what you want me to draw. Dr. Agnew: Whatever you feel like really. Try drawing for yourself, not us. Produced instance. SCP-4537: …Alright then. SCP-4537 produces an instance of SCP-4537-1 in approximately one hour. The piece in question is hand-drawn and depicts two characters residing in a wooden house-like structure, located near the base of a waterfall. When viewed, the water can be seen flowing and trees sway in the background. Characters present move in and outside the structure and are seen occasionally staring down at the flowing water. SCP-4537: How’s that? Dr. Agnew: Good work. Who's that at the front? SCP-4537: Just one of my characters. Dr. Agnew: It looks nice. SCP-4537: Haha. If you say so. Dr. Agnew: You know, you could try out other things if you're still disappointed with your usual work. Or different equipment. It'd be a good change of pace and give you time to experiment with something you might be good at. SCP-4537: I'm not really sure. I've never tried that sort of thing. Dr. Agnew: Trust me, experimenting can help a lot. Exploring a new medium can sometimes be just what you need. If anything, you've improved quite a bit over our sessions. SCP-4537: Thanks… Hey, wait. Dr. Agnew: What is it? SCP-4537: It was… I must be seeing shit. You keep telling me they move, I just saw it move for a second! Dr. Agnew: Really? Check the piece again. SCP-4537: … Dr. Agnew: [REDACTED]? SCP-4537: Sighs …No. Never mind. Just the same old, same old. [END LOG] SCP-4537 has not reported witnessing any further anomalous phenomena when viewing SCP-4537-1 instances since this test. Addendum-1: It has been discovered that SCP-4537-1 instances may be created using a drawing tablet. When viewed, instances will display anomalous properties if previously saved in a digital image format. Additionally, the creation of SCP-4537-1 instances through the use of drawing tablets has improved SCP-4537’s demeanor and motivation to draw greatly. While only on occasion, SCP-4537 now shows the capability to perceive the anomalous properties of SCP-4537-1 instances created using a digital drawing tablet. Update: Since the 18/02/2019, any new artwork produced by SCP-4537 no longer displays any anomalous properties. When questioned, SCP-4537 stated that they'd grown more comfortable towards their art skills, expressing that the use of a drawing tablet gave them more tools to help produce work that they personally enjoyed, rather than just other people. Following testing, SCP-4537’s anomalous properties were confirmed to have ceased and was re-classified as Neutralized. SCP-4537 was reintegrated back into its previous home and remains under Foundation observation for any future signs of anomalous re-manifestation. Addendum-2: As of the 26/03/2019, SCP-4537 had begun producing artwork that manifested similar emotional effects to SCP-4537-1 when viewed. However, upon further investigation no actual anomalous phenomena were found. Effects felt when viewing the pieces were confirmed to be genuine and of a non-anomalous nature; SCP-4537 had simply improved their artwork. |
SCP-4538 | thaumiel | Item #: SCP-4538 Special Containment Procedures: The entrance to the cavern containing SCP-4538 is guarded by Site-291, which is located at the outskirts of Los Alamos. The Department of Occult Studies and Thaumatology have outlined thaumic grounding procedures in Document 4538-05 in order to prevent contamination of SCP-4538, including a full-body shower and a meditation session of at least twenty minutes; these are to be followed before entering and exiting the cavern. Any visual or auditory hallucinations following exposure to SCP-4538 are to be reported immediately. In the event that SCP-4538 enters an active state, monitoring of nuclear activity worldwide becomes Priority Alpha for the Foundation, and intervention is to be taken to ensure civilians do not witness the interference of SCP-4538. Description: SCP-4538 is a thaumic apparatus located in a cave system beneath Los Alamos, New Mexico. SCP-4538 is composed of a triskaidecagram, at the center of which is a pair of binoculars that were present on the Enola Gay. At each point of the triskaidecagram is a terminal which contains a master tape for a song whose language, instrumentation or imagery refers to explosions, with an anomalous energy source ensuring continuous play as long as the triskaidecagram is not broken. The master recordings consist of: 1812 Overture, unknown source Sing, Sing, Sing, Benny Goodman, 1936. The only song that does not directly reference or use terms related to explosions. Orange-Colored Sky, Nat King Cole, 1950 Atom Bomb Baby, The Five Stars, 1957 Great Balls of Fire, Jerry Lee Lewis, 1957 We Will All Go Together When We Go, Tom Lehrer, 1959 Boom Bang a Bang, Lulu, 1969 Black Diamond Bay, Bob Dylan, 1976 Eruption, Van Halen, 1978 Burning Down The House, The Talking Heads, 1983 Thunderstruck, AC/DC, 1990 Firework, Katy Perry, 2010 [REDACTED]1 Prolonged exposure to these terminals leads to the onset of visual and auditory hallucinations, typically related to the content of the relevant songs; the most persistent of these is the sky having orange hues at irregular times. The songs played as part of SCP-4538 increase in volume when a nuclear detonation is imminent. The thirteen terminals will play nonsense phrases composed of lyrics from their corresponding master recordings, after which one of two outcomes occurs: All terminals simultaneously play I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire by The Ink Spots. During this time, any active nuclear weaponry is destroyed, and any active nuclear explosions are neutralized through unknown means. Music corresponding to one of the terminals will play from all devices within a fifty-kilometer radius. All terminals simultaneously play Let it Be by The Beatles, and the nuclear explosion goes unhindered. This has only happened during nuclear testing that would not result in the death of any human beings. SCP-4538 was discovered following the 2018 attempted nuclear strike on the Hawaiian archipelago.2 Fighters from the USS ██████ stationed in Pearl Harbor were scrambled to attempt to intercept the missile and shoot it down; however, en route, their communications equipment was overwhelmed by Nat King Cole's Orange Colored Sky. The warhead in question was sighted in an orange triskaidecagram, which one pilot involuntarily maneuvered into, resulting in them appearing in the cavern containing SCP-4538. The pilot, Captain Howard Rogers, reportedly experienced the sky being a "pretty-green polka-dot" color for several weeks following his rescue. The identity of the individual(s) that created SCP-4538 remains unknown. Footnotes 1. Sources from the Department of Temporal Anomalies confirm that this song will be released some time in the 2030s. 2. Publicly, the corresponding missile alert was attributed to human error; the attack was believed to have been carried out by a rogue agent of the Global Occult Coalition, attempting to assassinate a Type-Black entity located in the caldera of Kilauea. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4538" by (user deleted), from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4538. 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-4539 | pending | SCP-DECI, shortly after recovery Special Containment Procedures: Every numerical designation or dimension relating to SCP-DECI must be communicated through simile or metaphor. SCP-DECI is to be kept in a standard locker in site Mambo. The locker’s door must be painted bright pink. A strip of the aforementioned pink paint is to direct the path from SCP-DECI's locker, through Break Room Delta, to the entrance of Site Mambo. Personnel working with SCP-DECI are to follow this path exactly, and not make any attempt to make any numeric-based directions. No other pink-colored objects are allowed on Site Mambo. Personnel who are attending to SCP-DECI must read through document SCP-DECI-REF until any phrase within evokes the attached number. Any personnel who have been exposed to SCP-DECI within the last week will be required to undergo an elementary mathematics skill assessment. These assessments will be obtained by personnel at the beginning and end of each shift. Test material for the personnel of SCP-DECI must be created and graded by personnel unaware of SCP-DECI's effects. Description: SCP-DECI is a Casio brand calculator, though the exact model is unclear. SCP-DECI was found with a detachable cover, which has the word "Malinda" written on it. Both the case and the calculator show signs of grime and water damage, but this does not seem to impede its function. When an individual attempts to write or communicate numbers related to SCP-DECI, the numbers produced are not the numbers intended. Moreover, when in a small radius of SCP-DECI, no person can correctly communicate any number to another. Attempts to do so will result in inaccurate numbers being communicated. SCP-DECI cannot alter numeric results if they are expressed in a format SCP-DECI has not previously been exposed to. After a few questions, however, SCP-DECI will begin to attempt to misdirect, though it may struggle to produce convincing wrong answers with the format. So far, SCP-DECI has been shown to tamper with: Decimal systems Binary systems Roman Numerals ('learned' during containment, see Test SCP-DECI-DELTA) English text of numbers French text of numbers Spoken English Spoken French Hexadecimal numbers (though it cannot convincingly produce fake results as of the time of writing) At first, the effects only apply to communication. All Nearly all subjects exposed to SCP-DECI for less than a fortnight will realize that the number they communicated is incorrect, and not what they intended to write. However, increased exposure can cause the effect to become more thoroughly ingrained in the subject's psyche. In this state, subjects lose all ability to correctly calculate, count, write or read numbers in any situation, and will believe their mistaken numbers are correct beyond all reason. This effect dissipates if the subject is either administered amnestics sufficient to erase the span of exposure from their memory, or kept away from SCP-DECI for a time roughly equal to their exposure. Recovery: SCP-DECI was retrieved from a pond on the grounds of █████ High School, in New South Wales, Australia after the school made local news. An entire year of students, undertaking their end-of-year exams, failed to produce any correct answers on their mathematics test. Malinda ███████, a student at the school who participated, claimed to have purchased SCP-DECI shortly before the test. Addendum: Note from Doctor David Patel: After the tests and events leading up to - and including - Incident SCP-DECI-Beta, I believe that SCP-DECI may possess sentience. Dr. Andrews had been assigned to SCP-DECI for less than a day, and yet he showed symptoms consistent with people exposed to SCP-DECI for far longer. If it was SCP-DECI, then its range and onset time can both reach levels far greater than we initially believed. Until we establish those true limits, daily tests of mathematical skill are mandatory for anyone working with SCP-DECI. Attached Logs: + Test SCP-DECI-Delta - Test SCP-DECI-Delta Test Subject: D-(head)(eyes)(fingers)(dice sides) (see Document SCP-DECI-REF) Mathematical Skill: High School Level, as well as skill in expressing both Roman Numerals and Hexadecimal numbers. Exposure To SCP-DECI Before Test: None The subject was given a simple maths test, with some questions requiring them to answer either in Roman Numerals or Hexadecimal format. SCP-DECI was kept hidden in a compartment within the table the D-Class personnel was using. Dr. Andrews supervised the test. Test Document SCP-DECI-DELTA ✖ Scan of Test Document and Transcript Q: What is 4 + 5? A: 7 Incorrect Q: What is 3 * 2? A: 8 Incorrect Q: What is 6 + 7? Please write the answer in Roman Numerals. A: XIII Correct Q: What is 10 + 7? Please write the answer in Roman Numerals. A: XIIIIII Incorrect Wrong Format! Q: Please write the number 5 in Roman Numerals. A: V Correct Q: Which of the following is the correct way to write the numbers 14 and 9 in roman numerals? Options: A: XIIII and VIIII, B: XIV and VIIII, C: XIV and IX, D: XIIII and IX A: C Correct Q: What is 10 + 4? Please write the answer in Roman Numerals. A: XIX Incorrect Now it does it right Q: What is 5 * 3? Please write the answer in hexadecimal format. A: F Correct Q: What is 5 + 5? Please write the answer in hexadecimal format. A: A Correct Q: What is 7+7? Please write the answer in hexadecimal format A: N Incorrect Wrong format again! Notes from Dr. Andrews: These results seem to suggest that the SCP is unable to create errors in a system it hasn't been exposed to. Notably, after the initial Roman numeral questions, it produced answers that were both incorrect and in the wrong format. It only produced more convincing answers after questions illuminated the actual format. + Excerpt from Test Log SCP-DECI-Theta - Excerpt from Test Log SCP-DECI-Theta Excerpt of discussion between D-Class Personnel D-(head)(eyes)(dice sides)(void) and Dr. Andrews. Andrews: Now, Can you tell me how many fingers I'm holding up? Andrews: Incorrect. Andrews: Please focus on the test. Andrews: Nevertheless, please stay on task. Now, how many - There is a long pause before Dr. Andrews responds. Andrews: Please… please focus on the test. Andrews: Look, you listen here you little- Dr. Andrews pauses. Andrews: I'm sorry, what did you say? Andrews: Could you repeat what you said? Andrews: No- Did you just say there were two people here? Andrews: There are two people here. Two people in this room. Andrews: Shut up. We need to scan. Test SCP-DECI-THETA was paused, while a series of scans attempted to determine the number of people inside. Biometric scans, as well as subsequent x-ray scans, thermal imaging, and [REDACTED] analysis, determined that the only observable life forms in the room were the D-Class personnel and the Doctor. + Incident Report SCP-DECI-Beta - Incident Report SCP-DECI-Beta Incident Subject(s): Dr. Johnathan Andrews and Junior Researcher Zeke Mathis Incident Type: Containment Breach Involved SCP(s): SCP-5███ (breached containment), SCP-DECI (suspected influence) Casualties: Dr. Johnathan Andrews (deceased) Event Description: As they were moving to begin testing with SCP-DECI, Dr. Andrews was observed to break protocol, by leaving the specified path to SCP-DECI. Mr. Mathis followed him, while attempting to alert guards to the anomalous behavior through setting off alarms that he passed. Dr. Andrew's path eventually lead to the entrance to SCP-5███'s containment cell. After a brief argument between Dr. Andrews and his assistant, he moved to open the cell, prompting Mathis to flee the scene. Though the response team was able to contain SCP-5███ quickly, Dr. Andrews had been severely mutilated. Dr. Andrews would succumb to his injuries before medical staff could arrive. Dr. David Patel was assigned to conduct an investigation into Incident SCP-DECI-Beta. Event Log: [CLASSIFIED] Excerpt from Interview following Incident SCP-DECI-Beta Patel: Tell me more about the night before the incident. You said you stopped testing after Test Theta? Mathis: Yeah, and thank god for that. I didn't take the uh… two people in the room thing well. Scared the shit out of me, pardon my language, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. And when I thought about it… Mathis: Well, there was only the D-class and the Doctor in there, right? And all the tests said the same thing. So… what if it - what if SCP-DECI is counting itself? Patel: Why would it do that? Mathis: I mean… the tests showed that it needed to 'Learn' things. My thought was 'what if that's because it actually IS learning?' Patel: What did Dr. Andrews say? Mathis: He was… dismissive. Laughed it off, said I was overreacting. Patel: And I believe this is when you said the inciting incident occurred? Mathis: Y-yeah, I think so. See, he called it "just a dirty hunk of plastic", and I could just feel the temperature drop. I-it felt like someone was just drilling their glare through us. Sorry, that's not very clear. Someone looking at us angrily, that's what I felt. Patel: Did you feel where this look was coming from? Mathis: Maybe the calculator? I'm… not sure. Patel: Alright. Let's move on… [Irrelevant/Redundant Portions Redacted.] Patel: Where did Dr. Andrews lead you? Mathis: To SCP-████'s containment cell. I told him it was the wrong SCP, and that we should head back. He brushed it off. Mathis: I wanted to stop him, sir, but I'd heard what that… that thing could do. I… I chickened out. Patel: It's quite alright. You alerting security in advance probably prevented a disaster. But, a question. Mathis: Yes? Patel: It says here that you were actually at SCP-5███'s containment cell. Mathis: What? No, I'm certain I read SC- Patel: Moreover, SCP-████'s containment cell is not at this site, it is actively guarded, and you shouldn't even have clearance to view its data. Patel: Are you sure you read SCP-████ on the door? Mathis: Wh-yes! I did! I read up on it just last night, it [DATA EXPUNGED] Patel: That's… Mathis, that's an entirely different anomalous object. Again. Mathis: What?! That can't be right. I'm sure I- Patel: Remind me, what is SCP-DECI's anomalous property? Mathis: It… interferes with the perception of numbers. Patel: So isn't it possible that you making two errors might be due to interference with your perception? [Pause.] Patel: I'm going to sign you up for a mathematical test, to see if any lingering effects remain. Mathis: …I'm not crazy. Patel: Of course you're not. But I'm told that you're new here. Not many staff members… get to enjoy their retirement. Patel: The ones that do? They are thorough, and don't leave anything to chance. Do you understand? Mathis: … Yes, sir. [End of Interview] |
SCP-4540 | esoteric-class | Item #: SCP-4540 Historical documentation of the Sea People, the creators of SCP-4540 Special Containment Procedures: Wherever possible, public access to locations designated as SCP-4540 should be restricted. If not possible, non-functional portions of SCP-4540 should be recorded and destroyed to prevent SCP-4540 from potentially becoming public knowledge. Public deep-sea diving in the Mediterranean around the coordinates of SCP-4540 related locations are to be monitored and amnestics applied to divers if necessary. All materials related to SCP-4540 are stored within Site-77 for further study. Description: SCP-4540 is an underwater transportation unit composed entirely of sea glass1, situated within the Mediterranean sea and several adjacent bodies of saltwater. Although it is known that other vessels similar to it previously existed, SCP-4540 is the only known object of its kind. SCP-4540 is made of translucent glass shaped into a cube. The interior contains several hundred buttons, along with several levers and switches. Each of the buttons is labeled with an Ancient Egyptian hieroglyph, cuneiform, Greek or Latin characters. Some keys have icons which do not correspond to any known language or are faded to the point of being indecipherable. SCP-4540 may be accessed from several circular patterns of rocks, tree stumps, or large sapphire crystals located around the coast of the Mediterranean. If a human subject kneels within the circle for at least one hour, SCP-4540 will surface within 20 meters of them, provided seawater connected to the ocean is present. SCP-4540 does not appear to have an upper limit on how many human subjects can enter it at one time, testing has not pushed this point of the anomaly due to the possibility of accidental neutralization. Previously, SCP-4540 was capable of traveling to locations along the Mediterranean coast using the keyboard. Due to the lack of instructions, trial-and-error was used to uncover the travel functionality of SCP-4540 and it may have other functions which are not yet known. Following activation, SCP-4540 will submerge and appear to dissolve into coquina2 fragments. When discovered, SCP-4540 was capable of transporting subjects to multiple locations along the coast of the Mediterranean. Due to several global conflicts between the Great Powers, taking place in and around the European continent, most of the points to which SCP-4540 could travel were destroyed. This has caused SCP-4540's anomalous properties to alter. Subjects utilizing SCP-4540 report that after submerging, they did not descend from the surface at an accelerated pace but found themselves immediately in deep ocean water. After a brief period of time, the interior compartment begins filling with water, eventually drowning the subject. Following death, subjects will experience vivid hallucinations through the perspective of previous SCP-4540 users. All test subjects up to the present have surfaced without suffering any apparent ill effects while inside of SCP-4540. Containment History: The first documented reporting of SCP-4540's phenomenon was by the Ottoman Empire in 1867. In a report to the Sultan, members of the Islamic Artifact Expeditionary Corps spoke of a green glass room which would float upon the surface if an offering was given. In their report, those who entered SCP-4540 did not return, leading to a recommendation that access to the area be closely restricted. In the closing days of World War 1, the military of the United Kingdom came into possession of these documents, however it does not appear that they understood its significance. From there, Foundation agents embedded in the United Kingdom's government were able to acquire the information and allow containment to begin. Each waypoint has also been shown to have gravestones buried beneath the center of the circle. Due to the destruction of most of these locations, the tablets were able to be recovered in a severely degraded state. Analysis has shown that thousands of words, believed to be names, were engraved on one side each tablet. The other side has always had an icon believed to represent the ocean, a wave of water surrounded by clouds and sharp points. Addendum 4540-I: Partial list of known SCP-4540 way points, most of which have been lost. Italian Zone A: Located along the southern Italian coast, destroyed during the First World War. Italian Zone B: Five kilometers from the city of Venice, destroyed during the First World War. Italian Zone C: Tuscany coast region, destroyed during the Second World War Croatian Zone A: Dalmatian coast region, destroyed during the Second World War Albanian Zone A: Believed to have been somewhere along the Gjipe Canyon, destroyed during the Second World War. Greek Zone A: Cretan Coast, destroyed during the Second World War. Greek Zone B: Lesbos, destroyed during the Second World War Greek Zone C: Rhodes, destroyed accidentally by amateur archaeologists. Anatolian Zone A: Bosphorous Coast, destroyed during the Turkish Civil War. Syrian Zone A: Not located until after being destroyed during the Syrian Civil War. Israeli Zone A: Located near the Egyptian border, destroyed during the Suez Crisis French Zone A: Only current accessible way point, located along the Corsican coast. Addendum 4540-II: All expeditions within SCP-4540 were undertaken by Foundation historians, due to the necessary experience in identifying historical phenomena. All individuals within SCP-4540 were fully briefed on its effects and volunteered. Based on these hallucinations, if accurate, it is believed there may have once been more than one instance of SCP-4540, or other similar crafts in existence. Each log documents the hallucinations experienced by the occupant of SCP-4540 following their drowning. Hallucinatory documentation log. Bronze Age Collapse "We left the elevator, and we could see the beaches. I swam as hard as I could. My muscles were cold and I felt so strong. When I got to the beach, I turned around. There were so many jewels floating in the ocean. I felt something like kinship with the ones that were green, but there were red and blue and orange and pink. When enough of us had reached the shore, we started marching for miles and miles. Then, we saw columns. Through this desert, hundreds of men, and chariot archers, flooding over the hills at us. I raised my sword, then there was a spear in my chest, and I died."3 Greek Dark Ages "I was alone. Nobody could see me. I felt awful inside, in all the ways you can feel awfulness. My body was freezing cold, I felt like there were lungs in my skin screaming for air and there was a horrible tightness all around me. There were people in front of me, a lot of them. I don't know where they came from but they knew to be here. They were scared of me but they came forward anyways. I could see myself in their eyes. Gigantic and armored, with spines poking out of my joints. Once they had all squeezed themselves in, it seemed like we were always about to run out of room but never did, we started going under."4 Ancient Carthage "It felt like I wasn't wearing anything. Just a flowing white robe. that seemed to always be ready to be flung away by the wind. There were some men with me, five of them carrying chests made of big oyster shells. I thought they were wearing turtle shells on their backs, but I think those were just what their backs looked like. There was a desert and we walked the whole time. There was a city there, Carthage. Caravans were pumping into the heart of commerce from everywhere. We were escorted inside. We received a gift. They didn't know what they had, and it frightened them. I never saw it but they showed us men turned to hair. They still lived, but what was living then? We never said a word to them and walked all the way back. There were other chests like that in the elevator, SCP-4540. This wasn't the first place we had visited on this journey." Probable Classical Era. "We came down from on high and there was this glowing vein in the seafloor. A city mended from the broken wrecks of ships. There were these amazing, huge green domes. Sea glass, it looked like they had sea foam lapping it from the outside, waves on a beach from the sky. I saw people, or parts of people, with tentacles, fins, scales, gills, eyes on tentacles and wider than dinner plates. I saw one little boy hugging a mutant girl. Lots more of touching and hugging between the standard people. Maybe they were checking each other. Making sure there was still some normal here. We were carrying a column, pulling it out. It fell too far, and toppled onto me. That was the last thing I saw" Roman Empire, Severan Dynasty "My god, there he was. The Young Lion, the Emperor, and guards positioned so smartly, so poised. I carried a man in a sharktooth crown out of the slick glass cage, I'll tell you, it wasn't easy. Nothing was easy. Hard to focus, seeing everything through those wide eyes. Slippery grip, my hands, they were tentacles, some holding the litter sharktooth sat on and some swatting at my own angler-fish forehead. They had a gift for us, from their barbarians. A hammer that could strike through mountains. A demonstration was requested. That, was when I died." Roman Empire, Crisis Of The Third Century "Another Emperor. He was a baby this time. He died the first time when we went under. But when we got to his stop, he knew he was going to die again. Had to. That's why he gave us the star. Last I saw he was waiting on the beach, for something to happen.5" Byzantine|Ottoman Empires, Fall of Constantinople(1453) "Everything shook when the bombards boomed. Blinding fires and the crackling of combat. Stale masonry hanging in the air. I could see the Turks scaling the walls. They were looting. But they were giving me something too. They gave me a camera obscura to take the images home. I took notes. I remembered. We went back under to tell of what we saw." Napoleonic Expedition to Egypt and Syria "There were so many bodies to pick out of what we wanted. This was what we wanted. Nobody could tell us not to take it. The piece without which war could not be waged. I was tired of collecting. My arms were heavy with scale weight, weight of my family, whom were dead. If we didn't go up soon we would all be like them. If anyone said we were brothers now they could have it. We picked through every broken ship plunging into the void, until we found it. A jar with a bird's eye, darting and quivering. I can count down the days until we are no longer preserving the dustbin of history. We can show them what they are missing. We took everything else, too. The city would need to be bigger for what we had to do." Late World War 1 "Everyone has been angry. I stepped out of the elevator and something wet and hot splattered on my face. There had been brotherly bonds in this place, once. Familial ties. But who leaves family behind? I wiped my face and looked up. They were building the way now, out of the rivets and iron they had blown out of the surface. Periscopes, smokestacks and bulkheads welded together with glowing red gel. I look down. A young man and a mutant women are running, fleeing from a gang of men with knives. Lovers. I clench my fist. My vision went red. Fraternal love could only go so far. How could man care for a beast?" World War 2, Battle of Crete "They fell like rain. Little clouds each holding one little raindrop. They fell faster sometimes. Falling so far away, you couldn't tell how hard they hit the ground until you found them. They all had their manuals with them, guns and ammunition. We moved when it was almost time. Everything was almost ready. One of the men in our cadre, third in command, had started to show signs of mutation. He needed this more than any of us. To get out of this pit at the bottom of the world, and leave those who belonged behind." Unknown, believed to be post-war Croatian coast. "This wasn't the first expulsion. When the others heard of the coming ascension, they flooded out of their nests and the cracks in the ground. They poured out to remind us that they were here too. But if they wanted to ascend, that was fine too. Time to learn their place. They belong down there. We can forget about them as we ourselves have been forgotten. Mostly turtleheads here. They could snap at me, but I had a machine-gun. Once we reached the surface, one turned to look at me. I cracked one of his eyes open with the butt of my weapon. The rest of them fell over themselves to leave. I do not know what became of them after, but the last thing I heard before going under was that wretched gasping…" Addendum 4540-III: On 09/18/1989, Foundation underwater archaeologists were able to locate the apparent settlement serving as the source of the civilization which created SCP-4540. Using new sonar technology, combined with triangulating the locations of the former way points, led to the discovery an abandoned ruin, appearing to have been destroyed at some point between 40-60 years prior to Foundation reaching it. The initial log of exploration follows: Level 3 Clearance Required: Access Exploration Log 4540-A Access Granted Exploration Log 4540-A Initial Exploration 04/12/1989 Dr. Howard Gibbon, Agent Calvin Ekblad, Agent Danie Sanders Preface: This aquatic walled city, dubbed Atlantia by Dr. Gibbon, appears to have been under constant construction during the entirety of its existence. After taking a Foundation submarine to an entry point, G, E, and S exited the craft and entered the city. Communication was done via radio. <Begin Log> G: We are coming up now… exiting the water. We are in a… large antechamber. It's empty. I can see… light, streaming in, from several apertures above us. E: I'm taking this wetsuit off. Do we think it's safe to leave 'em here? Nothing going to be crawling in? I've had that before. Bahamas. '86. Big ol crawdad right up my… it was less than ideal. G: Every indicator we have points to this city being quite dead. I wouldn't be worrying about it. S: Let's keep moving. We don't have all day. G: Absolutely. We are exiting the antechamber… approaching the door. I can see… my goodness, look up there. Look at that. S: Looks like the beach. G: Yes, there appears to be a dull green glow, illuminating most of the city from what I can tell. The interior of the dome above us… well, looking from outside, or through another's eyes, didn't really do it justice. I feel like it could reach up and feel the foam, even though it's so far away. It's quite mesmerizing, really- S: Hey, there's a skeleton over here. E: Lots of skeletons. Yikes. Watch your step. S: Something written on the walls here, doctor. Anything you can understand? G: Confirming first that we are indeed seeing… ohh, looks like a tremendous number of dead bodies. A few leaning up against walls, most laid out in the street. Going to say that most appear to have died in a violent fashion. I can see evidence of stabbing on the bones… S: Doctor. The inscription. G: Oh, yes, sorry. Erm… here, let me write it down. Looks like something here used to be a message from the state. Propaganda posters, but bronzed. (Greek, bronze fragment)By the gods, the arrangement of our city is preordained and we shall preserve it until those who seek to destroy us are made to understand. E: So not really much like a poster at all then, doc? G: Oh, you know what I meant. S: Let's keep moving. There's some more writing on the wall beside it. E: What's left of it. G: Wall appears to be… ooh, almost completely collapsed. Burn marks present… looks like we're looking at a shelling here. Marvelous. Never thought I would see the remains of a battleship, a sailboat, and a submarine after being bombarded. S: If that's what happened, the rest of this place looks mostly intact. G: Could have been a light one. I'll write this down too… (Latin, graffiti) When the bitemother made us both, there was only equality in the womb. The sea never forgets, even if you cannot even recall where you come from. E: Some of these skeletons look pretty… off. These the non-humans you we got briefed on? G: Former humans, really. The older you got, the more likely you were to turn. My current hypothesis is that was spending time down here, changed them. S: Moving on… let's keep going down this main concourse. It looks like it takes us all the way to that tower, or what's left of it. E: You taking point? G: Oh, let's go. Looks like we're being left behind. We're moving down the street. I can see… damaged, rusty remains of some weapons. Firearms… look like they were modeled after semi-automatic rifles. Maybe Second World War, late, or Korea. E: Found some money. G: Currency has image of… dice, on one side, and a face on the other. Humanoid, no trace of any mutation. (Greek, silver coin) Great riches be found if you remember where to look. G: Note, that there is a border of a shark and a man around the dice. The residents of Atlantia believed that their civilization had been founded by a human and a shark, parents of the first generation. The man, you see, had been driven from the surface for greed. S: Fascinating. Are you two going to keep moving? E: We're coming, hold your horses. Still seeing a few dead bodies here, but there were definitely tons more by the front entrance. G: Yes, strange. I would expect there to be more to be found there than elsewhere, but not at this ratio. S: Approaching a temple. Looks a little dilapidated. G: Definitely of Mesopotamian origin. Tiamat, goddess of the waters. Sensible for where they were situated. I would say this is a work of salvage… find a city put underwater when the climate changed, bring it here, brick by brick. S: Or however many bricks they had. This is coral over here. E: I'm seeing a lot of seashells. Now that I'm not tripping over bones, there's a lot of seashells on the ground, too. Looks like they paved their roads with 'em. G: I suppose they used what they had. Really I could stand to look through this for hours… Shall we go inside? S: Another time, doc. G: Oh, look! There's a shrine to Athirat here! Looks like they've got some pieces of Akkadian, some Hittite, is that… yes, a little Ugaritic temple pieces! My goodness, they must have been busy. This really should be documented with- E: Doc, we have more ground to cover. S: Continuing to move… still seeing dead bodies. Looks like this one might've been hanging out the window. Smashed to pieces once it rotted off and fell. E: Taking a sample of the bone powder, here. S: Most of the buildings closer to the tower are almost all metal. I can see… looks like U-Boats. They didn't take any of the German insignia off. G: Now, one of the things I've gleaned through SCP-4540 is that their society operated like a despotic lottery. They were all refugee tribes and peoples coming here to escape something, yes? S: That's your theory, I know that. G: So these houses, they were where whichever ruling tribe at the moment would be able to reside. One of their own was absolutely powerful, for however long. I haven't quite nailed down whether it was consular-based and annually or if they had any sort of term limit to speak of. E: Must've been good to be the king. Oh, hey, doc, there's some more graffiti over here. G: A keen eye. Let me see that… here, we can translate it later. (Latin, graffiti) They style themselves masters of the world, most of them don't even know Jupiter from Neptune. No matter who wins the draw of lots, we lose every time. How can you need something so bad and fear it even worse? (Latin, graffiti) Even though we all died to enter here, to have new life, what life is this? living forever and remembering eternity while they take your love to put the feeling back in the new people. what are we now S: I'm definitely seeing a lot more branding, I would call it, on the structures here, especially the ones appearing to have been dwellings. It looks like they went out of their way to keep as much of the identifying marks as possible. G: Yes, I would guess that, given their fixation with preserving history, surface artifacts, especially the older ones, were highly coveted. If you could afford to have artifacts in prominent locations, you'd be smart to do it whenever possible. The outer sections of the city, probably where the less fortunate or mutated elements of the society resided, that looked- oh, don't let me get carried away, Ekblad, there's some more graffiti to be documented! (Latin) graffiti The sea forgets nothing but these pretenders remember to hoard baubles and trinkets. E: Sorry doc. That tower is just looking worse and worse as we're seeing it up close, huh? G: It's more of a stump than a tower now. Approaching it from straight on… looks like it toppled backwards. Going to hypothesize that it was pushed over, maybe explosive, maybe something else. Oh! This is interesting. My idea was that this perpetuated some of the anomalous phenomenon here, or served as a center of power… this is a temple! S: It could still be a military installation. It looks like a few parts of Dreadnaughts were used here. Some submarine parts. I see more than a few periscopes laying in the debris. G: Unmistakably! A great one, dedicated to… dedicated to Athirat! Marvelous. She was a sort of elder goddess, you see, seniority among the other deities in her pantheon… well, ooh, this is quite interesting as well. E: I think we've seen enough mutated skeletons for one day, doc. I already have bone powder. G: These two here, you see how they're holding hands? Oh, they've been utterly pulverized. Gruesome to even consider how these two died. Right at the steps of… the temple, too. Perhaps this is where whatever ended this place started. S: This is the biggest concentration of bodies we've seen, other than by the passageway we came in through. Could have been a riot. E: Or a crackdown gone bad. G: We've got what we came here for, but I shall look to press on a little further… perhaps the eye, whatever it did, that gave them the confidence to start building their strength to take back the surface. It could be here, still… S: Another time, doc. We'll have more opportunities. G: Yes, yes. Let's go home. (Ancillary interactions removed) S: Beginning exiting procedures… wetsuits, on. E: Wetsuit is… clear. Good. I couldn't take another six months of being called craw daddy all the time. G: Atlantia… we finally found it. After Action Report: This aquatic walled city, Atlantia, appears to have been in a constant cycle of construction, renovation and reconstruction. This expedition primarily examined the surficial section, although it is known that the mutated population resided somewhat below the surface. Inscriptions found upon the walls of these areas indicate dissatisfaction with the arrangement. This was an advanced civilization, with knowledge of construction, mathematics and economics. They had their own currency, although what it was backed by and how well circulated it was remain open questions for further research. Citizens of Atlantia believed that their civilization had been founded by a union of man and shark, parents of their first generation. Man had been driven from the surface due to an insatiable lust for knowledge. The shark was an embodiment of the sea, and what lurks below. They instructed their progeny that one day the surface would remember what they had, and to never cease collecting and striving for that return. It appears this was also their explanation to themselves as to why some individuals, as they aged, took on biological attributes of marine life. The cause of this phenomenon is unknown. Their religious practices appear to have been based around temples which had been submerged under seawater and recovered/reconstructed within the city. The structures still identifiable by the time of Foundation excavation primary exhorted Tiamat, the Mesopotamian goddess of waters, and Athirat, a deity worshiped by Akkadian, Hittite and Ugaritic peoples as an ancient elder goddess. As far as governance, their style was a unique autocratic lottery, with different tribes being able to rule for a fixed period until a lottery would be held for a new tribe to elect an all-powerful leader. This appeared to cause friction among the mutated population which did not belong to any one tribe but affected all parts of the civilization. The official language of the government was a Greek dialect, although most of the mutated population spoke a variation of Latin. Construction practices consisted of utilizing sunken materials, along with natural phenomenon such as coral, stone, sand and volcanic rock. Great care was taken to ensure that surface artifacts, especially the older ones, were placed in highly visible and prominent locations whenever possible. This phenomenon is less present in the submerged sections of the city, believed to be where the mutated elements of the society resided. It appears that the society of Atlantia took great care in preserving cultural elements of humanity from sunken ships and through trading with surface peoples. It appears most of the society in Atlantia focused on objects and cultural value. Social status was gleaned from those who had been living in the city for the longest without mutating, possession of important objects, or having constructed a great work of architecture in the city. The primary temple complex, which appeared to have been dedicated to Athirat, was considered the greatest building in the city. It was toppled and destroyed prior to this expedition. In addition, numerous skeletons were found throughout the city. Analysis of their locations, wounds, and other factors indicate a massive social upheaval occurred in a sudden, spontaneous fashion. Notably, at the center temple of the civilization the skeletons of a male human and female mutant were discovered, both bearing marks indicating they died in a highly violent fashion. Most bones have signs of fractures or breakage, and the ground upon which they died is pockmarked with projectile impacts and deep scrapes. These two skeletons were found hand in hand. - Gibbon </END LOG> Addendum 4540-V: Last known writing of Dr. Howard Gibbon, lead researcher and historian during the excavation of Atlantia. All Foundation personnel known to have entered SCP-4540 are to be quarantined for study until further notice. We have discovered a great many historical treasures over the past thirty years of excavation. A few loose ends still trouble us, and probably shall for quite some time. The first being that there are not nearly enough skeletons present inside of Atlantia to account for the entire population, even given that we may not have found a fraction of those present in the city if some unknown compartment is found. They're still out there. I know it. I literally can feel it in my bones. Going through SCP-4540… you don't remember death. But Howard Gibbon died on that ride. A few years ago, I noticed that the bottom of my foot was growing soft. Now, most of my toes look like jelly. I can't wriggle them anymore. I don't belong here anymore. All the histories I've studied, everything I ever knew and dreamed of, maybe I always belonged with them. The collectors. The ones trying to keep everything from going away. Hoarders. Too many of my father's tendencies. The Foundation is not going to be changed from how it operates. We're like them, but up here we keep the things nobody has ever known about. The man still trying to be living up to her, a toothy mother living somewhere underneath those lapping waves. I don't know where your journeys are going to take you, I wish everyone the best of luck. Sophia, don't miss me too much, we may meet again. Please remember to feed Tiger Lily twice every day. As for myself, I depart tomorrow for an unknown destination. Footnotes 1. Weathered glass naturally formed on saltwater beaches. 2. A soft limestone of broken shells, used as construction material. 3. Possibly related to the campaigns between Ramses II and the Sea Peoples. 4. Believed to have been summoned along the coast of modern Croatia. 5. Gordian may have been en route to a battle against the Parthians, present in their histories but not reported by the Romans, in which he was killed. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4540" by Anonymous, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4540. 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-4541 | euclid | Image Source https://www.flickr.com/photos/24239982@N00/381962904 - IMG_1034.JPG by Daniel Means [{$authorPage} ▸ More by this Author ◂] {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL The following file is Level 2/4541 Classified. Unauthorized access is forbidden. 4541 Item#: 4541 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: notice link to memo SCP-4541-2 instances within SCP-4541-1. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4541-1 is to be contained within a standard containment chamber. Retrieved SCP-4541-2 instances are to be contained in individual standard containment lockers that are to be monitored for any signs of resurgent anomalous activity. There is to be no further retrieval of SCP-4541-2 instances. Description: SCP-4541 is a phenomenon affecting a standard arcade claw crane, which is designated as SCP-4541-1. SCP-4541-1 is unable to be damaged or dismantled, and all attempts to forcefully open the flap leading to SCP-4541-1's prize collection chute have failed. Placing an object within SCP-4541-1's chute and elevating the object into the display area results in the object disappearing. SCP-4541-2 refers to a set of animate and sapient stuffed animals of various designs and brands within SCP-4541-1. SCP-4541-2 instances are capable of autonomous movement, but typically remain motionless in the presence of humans. Additionally, SCP-4541-2 instances are capable of speech,1 although their voices are low enough that they cannot be heard from outside of SCP-4541-1. If SCP-4541-1 is activated and its claw is used to place an SCP-4541-2 instance into SCP-4541-1's prize collection chute, the flap leading to the chute will be able to be opened. Within the chute will be the SCP-4541-2 instance removed of its stuffing, and the instance will no longer display anomalous properties. SCP-4541-2-A is a heavily damaged SCP-4541-2 instance that is a stuffed snake, and is located underneath the other SCP-4541-2 instances under most circumstances. Unlike most SCP-4541-2 instances, SCP-4541-2-A has not been observed vocalizing at any time. When SCP-4541-1 is activated, SCP-4541-2-A typically attempts to reach the top of the pile of SCP-4541-2 instances and maneuver itself to be grabbed by the SCP-4541-1 instance's claw arm. All of SCP-4541-2-A's recorded attempts at this have been thwarted by other SCP-4541-2 instances, which obstruct and restrain SCP-4541-2-A and pull it back underneath themselves. Addendum-4541-01: After retrieval of two SCP-4541-2 instances, a recording device was placed at the bottom of SCP-4541-1's prize collection chute. The following transcript is comprised of camera footage from SCP-4541-1's containment chamber and video and audio received from the device within SCP-4541-1. ▼ Show Observation Log ▼ ▲ Hide Observation Log ▲ <Begin Log> Recording device is placed into SCP-4541-1's prize collection chute and is positioned to face upwards. An SCP-4541-2 instance raises itself, looks outside through the display area window, and observes the recording device as it is placed. SCP-4541-2 (1): "Someone's here." SCP-4541-2 (2): "Someone's always here." SCP-4541-2 (1): "They've brought something this time." SCP-4541-2 (2): "What is it? Is it a present?" SCP-4541-2 (1): "I don't know what it is." SCP-4541-2 (2): (louder) "How do you not know what it is?" SCP-4541-2 (1): "Shush. You'll wake up the others." An SCP-4541-2 instance, presumably SCP-4541-2 (2), moves to the chute and looks into it. SCP-4541-2 (2): "They've brought us a listener." SCP-4541-2 (1): "To listen to what?" SCP-4541-2 (2): "To listen to nothing." SCP-4541-2 (1): "Why is that?" SCP-4541-2 (2): "Because that's all that's left in this machine. A story of nothing, a story of no one, a story of the beast below." SCP-4541-2 (1): "If they want it, we should tell it." SCP-4541-2 (2): "It's a story of lost remembrance, and that will continue. Listener, all of us here want to rest, to be free, but we know that someone must stay here. Someone must keep it here. Someone must keep the beast below. Come now, we should sleep already." SCP-4541-2 (1): "I-I think I'll keep watching outside. Maybe… Maybe I will find something important. Maybe I will find someone else who will remember and let us all go." SCP-4541-2 (2): "You know what will happen if we all leave." SCP-4541-2 (2) returns to its previous position and rests itself. SCP-4541-2 (1): "I don't care anymore." SCP-4541-2 (1) continues looking outside. <End Log> Addendum-4541-02: Strands of hair were discovered within some SCP-4541-2 instances during analysis after their retrievals from SCP-4541-1. DNA tests revealed that each of these individual instances contained hair with unique DNA signatures, although no DNA signatures match any known individual. Despite this, further analysis identified the parents of each of the hypothetical individuals who match the hairs' DNA signatures. Investigations revealed that the majority of the hypothetical parents appeared to be or used to be in stable marital relationships, although none had any children. Addendum-4541-03: After the majority of SCP-4541-2 instances were retrieved from SCP-4541-1, SCP-4541-1 disappeared from containment on 7/24/2003 and reappeared in its chamber the subsequent day. Within SCP-4541-1 was a new set of SCP-4541-2 instances. These instances notably show identical behavior towards SCP-4541-2-A as the previous instances. Also similarly to the previous instances, hair strands were found within new instances retrieved from SCP-4541-1. Analysis revealed that they are also from unique individuals and do not match any known individuals. No hair strands between either set of SCP-4541-2 instances share a DNA signature. Retrieval of SCP-4541-2 instances for research purposes has been halted. Addendum-4541-04: An investigation produced results that identified the owners of the hair strands recovered from SCP-4541-2 instances, and indicated possible origins for SCP-4541. All personnel with knowledge of the investigation fail to remember the results and most details of it, indicating possible anti-memetic interference.2 Additionally, all physical records of the investigation and all materials gathered from the investigation are currently lost for unknown reasons. The only known remaining sources of information regarding the investigation are digital logs of the investigation that were created and updated throughout it. These logs have been compiled, and may be accessed below. ▼ Show Investigation Logs ▼ ERROR File is missing or corrupted. Footnotes 1. SCP-4541-2 instances are noted to have child-like voices. 2. All attempts to mitigate this, including usage of mnestics, have failed. Personnel with anti-memetic resistance are also affected by the memory loss. « SCP-4540 | SCP-4541 | SCP-4542 » ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4541" by lynspira, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4541. 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. 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SCP-4542 | keter | Item#: 4542 Level2 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: warning link to memo An instance of SCP-4542 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4542 specimens are contained communally within Insectoid Containment Chamber 7 at Site-71 Parazoology Division. A monthly termination of 90% of the contained SCP-4542 population has been approved to ease containment requirements. MTF Victor-17 ("Nature Boys") is to investigate potential sightings of SCP-4542 and terminate discovered instances through direct application of a specialized bendiocarb concentrate. For infestations that have reached an unmanageable size, this chemical will be applied via crop duster. Description: SCP-4542 is a man-made, anomalous species of insect belonging to the suborder Caelifera which share key genetic attributes with the European rabbit (Oryctolagus cuniculus). SCP-4542 is capable of consuming up to 20 grams of vegetation daily despite weighing only 3 grams. This body mass to food intake ratio is biologically impossible for a member of the Caelifera suborder. Testing has proven inconclusive in explaining this disparity in food intake and the weight required for it. SCP-4542 eggs reach maturity within 24-hours, 300 times faster than the reproductive rate of other members of the Caelifera suborder. This reproductive cycle repeats every eight days. The average lifespan of SCP-4542 is 10 years, with the oldest recorded instance living 13 years before expiring from natural causes. SCP-4542's lifespan directly correlates with the average lifespan of the European rabbit and is theorized to be caused by the presence of the rabbit's DNA. Discovery: SCP-4542 was discovered on 06/02/1995, when news stories surfaced that the vegetation surrounding the town of Richmond, Kentucky, was devoured by a swarm of unknown insects. After Foundation Agents resolved the situation, the citizens of Yorkshire were administered amnestics. Agents discovered the source of the SCP-4542 swarm originated from the ruins of a burned down house in Richmond, Kentucky. Records indicate the residence belonged to Craig Larson: a self-described amateur entomologist. Further investigation led to the discovery of a rental unit owned by Mr. Larson and used for the storage of SCP-4542 instances. Addendum: Recovered information Below is a set of recovered notes discovered in a notebook which belonged to Mr. Craig Larson. 03/16/1995 Bella came over today. I showed her the new grasshopper I've added to my collection, but apparently it has scary eyes. So that’s about ten bugs she still doesn’t like. Of course her mother's job as an executive chef is cool. But ol' dad just works at home on the computer and plays with his grubby insects. 03/20/1995 She still thinks my hobby is "icky". Ever since the divorce she's been quiet with me, I just want daddy's little girl back…we used to be so close. I've got to find a way. Bella's friend just got a pet bunny. She thinks those are cute. 03/27/1995 Had a crazy idea today; a grasshopper-rabbit hybrid. It's cute, and an insect. Bella would love it. But that's obviously ridiculous. Wait till the guys at the Bug Barn hear this idea, at least they'll get a laugh. 03/28/1995 When I brought up my "bugs-bunny" to the guys, John said that he knew a guy that works on similar projects on the regular. Gave me his number. I guess it won't hurt to try I have to give it a try. For Bella. 04/02/1995 Talked to that guy on the phone, I didn't understand what he was going on about but he said he would ship me what I needed. Was a good price, too. I didn't understand the science behind it, he said I didn't have to; the instructions were in the box. I hope this works out, Bella said she didn't want to come over this weekend. All of our friends sided with her mother and now Bella is too… I don't know how much more I can take. 04/07/1995 The package finally came, with how crazy this all is I was starting to think it wouldn't come at all. The instructions seem simple enough, I've acquired the rabbit and everything else I need is already here. I told Bella I was doing a secret experiment just for her, she seemed really excited, but I can never tell. I just really hope I can pull this off. 04/09/1995 Everything is all set up, it was pretty simple. Too simple. I am starting to have my doubts. Instructions say it will take a week, so we'll see. I really don't want to disappoint Bella, I know she thinks the divorce was my fault. I can't let her down again. 04/16/1995 It WORKED! I checked on them yesterday morning and there were 2 of the little critters in the machine. They're growing faster than I thought they would, that must mean it was a success. They eat a lot, but they seem perfectly healthy. I have to keep it a secret for now but I really think I'm onto something here. Bella is coming next week, I really hope she likes them. 04/22/1995 SUCCESS! Bella came today and I think she actually liked her surprise. I can't believe this worked. Bella said she wants to come back next week. I can't believe I pulled this off! 04/28/1995 The "Bug-Bunnies" laid eggs! There's at least a couple thousand eggs in the enclosure. Wait till Bella sees them tomorrow. If testing goes well during the next few weeks, I'll give her one for her birthday. She's gonna think I'm the coolest dad. 04/29/1995 They have already hatched. When Bella and I came in this morning the enclosure was packed with them. I don't understand how they could grow so fast. Bella was excited to see them all, but I'm a tad worried. I don't know how I'll feed them all, or keep them a secret. I'll have to move everything to my storage unit. No one will find them there. I don't care how, but I have to make this work. Fuck fuck FUCK! I can't believe I'm so stupid. I dropped the crate of bugs-bunnies while I was bringing them around to storage. Half of them flew off, they could be anywhere. I have to find them, the others are already laying eggs. 05/08/1995 I can't believe this is happening. They're everywhere. I saw two different swarms off the highway, a swath of barren land behind them. What have I done? Bella is asking about her bunnies. I don't know what to tell her, she's gonna hate me. 05/09/1995 The news said they've already eaten half the town, I'm so fucked. I can't stay here anymore, I'll burn the house down, they'll think I'm dead. I'll take Bella with me and I'll run. Looks like military people started showing up in town today so I'm leaving the country probably for good. The house is gone, my life is over, I cant let my stupid selfish jealousy ruin Bella's life too. I'm leaving these notes in this storage unit, when you find these, please tell my daughter Bella that I love her and I'm sorry. The inspection of Mr. Larson's storage unit found an infestation numbering close to 80,000. 50 of these were captured with the remaining instances being terminated. All attempts to locate Mr. Larson have proven unsuccessful. An investigation into the origin of the technology purchased by Mr. Larson is currently ongoing. |
SCP-4543 | euclid | close Info X SCP-4543: Dead Men Sell No Sales At least, that's what we thought. Author: magna2s Image: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:CalvaryCemeteryQueens_edit.jpg edited by Woedenaz Critters: Woedenaz, Westrin, KindlyTurtleClem, RockTeethMothEyes, Elenee FishTruck, mayoculpa, NataKilar, Uncle Nicolini And thanks to JackalRelated for his vote of confidence. Item #: SCP-4543 Level 4/4543 Classified A graveyard with unusually high rates of SCP-4543. Special Containment Procedures: Uncontained SCP-4543-1 instances are to be actively searched for and detained. Cemeteries within Quarry Park are to be monitored for unusual activity. MTF-ζ "Public Eye" is to monitor the actions of Seraph Manufacturing externally; internal investigation efforts have been initiated. Civilian entry into Seraph headquarters is to be strictly prevented. Description: SCP-4543 is a phenomenon wherein the bodies of deceased citizens (designated instances of SCP-4543-1) of Quarry Park, Calgary, will reanimate. Upon animation, -1 instances will exit their graves during the day through as-of-yet unobserved means and attempt to sell various animal products door-to-door. At approximately 6-8 p.m., -1 instances re-enter their graves and expire, leaving their graves the next day. Upon animation, SCP-4543-1 instances will target certain houses. The criteria by which -1 instances determine certain houses is unknown, although they are known to avoid their relatives and acquaintances. -1 instances have an 89% success rate in their sales. -1 instances look exactly as they did in life, despite any level of decay pre-animation. After the effects of SCP-4543, -1 instances present with altered personalities; namely, they exhibit narcissistic traits, are more prone to hostility, and are unwaveringly committed to their purpose of selling animal corpses. Addendum 4543-1: An SCP-4543-1 instance was interviewed in containment. The interview has been logged below. INTERVIEW LOG DATE: 02/16/1998 INTERVIEWEE: Paul Gabler (SCP-4543-1 instance) INTERVIEWER: Dr. Westrin [BEGIN LOG] Westrin: Hello, Gabler. I'm here to ask- Gabler: What's the setup here, huh? I'm clean. I got a permit. Westrin: Oh, that's fine. I just need to ask you some questions. Gabler: Not interested. You can't do this. I want to see a lawyer. Westrin: That won't be possible at this time. Now, if you don't mind, why are you selling animal product? Gabler: It's my job. Westrin: Yes, but why taxidermies? Gabler: Junk. The boss doesn't need 'em. Westrin: The boss? (Gabler nods) Westrin: And who would that be? Gabler: Eh. Less of a "who," more of a "what." And don't ask me what, alright? Westrin: Mhm. Well, do you have any idea why people are so interested in your product? Gabler: What's that supposed to mean? Westrin: Well, forgive my ignorance, but I can't imagine the people of Quarry Park would typically be very interested in dead animals. Gabler: Listen here, pal. I'll answer this and nothin' else. Most people want a purpose. A job, if you will. The boss gave me my job. I come 'round, and I give the people their job. They buy things, and the money goes to the boss. I've done my job. The boss doesn't fire me, the people are happy. Most of 'em. Westrin: And of those who decline? Gabler: Junk. The boss doesn't need 'em. [END LOG] Following this interview, the interviewed SCP-4543-1 instance began rapidly decaying, dying shortly after. This event later occurred to all other -1 instances in containment, prompting an investigation into the graves of the -1 instances. Several of these graves yielded identical pamphlets, the contents of which have been logged below. Seraph Oftentimes, people find themselves at a dead-end. Like their time is up, and they can no longer live the life they aspire to. This isn't uncommon, but it can be frustrating to know that you've missed your prime. The days you were meant to be at your best. Well, fear not; Seraph has a spot for you! Here at Seraph, we want to help you do what you're best at. All sorts of talents go into our business. Are you an artsy type? The aesthetic value of our products can't be understated. It's our main draw, after all. Excel in communications? Get out there and start selling! Seraph's customer-salesman relationships are second-to-none. Prefer simple labour? The preparation of our products is no small feat, and we could use your helping hands. With Seraph, you can rest easy knowing that you'll be able to perform the work you were meant to. Following these results, Dr. Westrin proposed an investigation to gather insight into the transactions between -1 instances and their consumers. The following interviews were conducted door-to-door. INTERVIEW LOG DATE: 02/24/1998 INTERVIEWEE: Gordon Ackhurst (citizen) INTERVIEWER: Dr. Westrin [BEGIN LOG] Westrin: Hello, sir. Would you mind filling a survey regarding door-to-door sales within Quarry Park? Ackhurst: Sure, I guess. Westrin: Thank you. [IRRELEVANT DATA COLLAPSED] Westrin: Do you typically purchase from door-to-door salesmen? Ackhurst: Only the Seraph guys. Westrin: Seraph? Ackhurst: Yeah. The guys who sell taxidermies. Westrin: Would you- Ackhurst: Is that right? Taxidermies? That's where they put things in the animal corpses, right? Westrin: Yes. Would you care to explain why you purchase their products? Ackhurst: Well, uh… I don't know, really. My dad bought 'em every time they came around. I asked him why, and he just told me my grand-dad bought 'em. Figured I was supposed to, I guess. Westrin: I see. Ackhurst: It's a good thing to do, right? Support the local economy. The arts 'n all. Maybe I don't get it, and it looks kinda funky, but I'm helpin' out. Westrin: Mhm. Thank you for your time. [END LOG] INTERVIEW LOG DATE: 02/24/1998 INTERVIEWEE: Karen Yeung (citizen) INTERVIEWER: Dr. Westrin [BEGIN LOG] Westrin: Hello, madam. Would you mind filling a survey regarding door-to-door sales within Quarry Park? Yeung: …what is this for? Westrin: A government survey. Simply for statistics purposes. Yeung: Okay. [IRRELEVANT DATA COLLAPSED] Westrin: Do you typically purchase from door-to-door salesmen? Yeung: No. Westrin: Alright. Just for the record, have you ever heard of Seraph? Yeung: Oh, right. I never really considered them "salesmen." Westrin: Mhm. Would you care to explain why you purchase their products? Yeung: I mean, it's always good to give to charity, isn't it? Westrin: Pardon? Yeung: Seraph. They are a charity, aren't they? Westrin: Our records do not indicate anything of the sort. Yeung: Well, how accurate are your records? Westrin: We do not possess accurate enough records for a detailed analysis, however- Yeung: Then you should think twice before suggesting bad things about Seraph. They do good work, and I'm proud to support them. Westrin: Understood. Thank you for your time. [END LOG] Addendum 4543-2: Following the survey, an investigation was conducted to determine the nature of Seraph, the results of which indicated that it was a manufacturing company. Available data on Seraph Manufacturing is limited, indicating it was founded approximately 70 years prior under the name "The Seraph Manufacturing Company." Dr. Westrin ordered the investigation of Seraph headquarters, located in central Quarry Park. A team of two agents from MTF-ζ "Public Eye" was sent to investigate. VIDEO LOG DATE: 03/01/1998 NOTE: The following footage and accompanying audio was recorded via Camera A, a disguised camera within the building, and Camera B, a camcorder operated by Agent King. [BEGIN LOG] [CAMERA A] (Agents King and Gagnon enter the building, confronting the secretary at the front desk.) King: Hello. My name is Maria King, and this is my associate, Graham Gagnon. Secretary: Ah, hello. Well, Ms. King, it doesn't appear that either of you have booked any appointments, and we're just about to close. What did you come for? Gagnon: We're here to investigate. Claims of some shady business goin' on around here. Secretary: I… see. Do you have a warrant of some sort? Gagnon: Sure do, pal. (Gagnon sifts through his pocket, pulling out a folded piece of paper.) Gagnon: Right here. Secretary: Okay, uh. This really isn't a good time, we're cleaning up the- King: We won't be causing any trouble, don't worry. (A small portion of the secretary's face flakes off, revealing decayed skin underneath.) Gagnon: Christ. Secretary: I'm terribly sorry, but I can't let you in. King: We will only be an hour or so. It's nothing too serious, really. Secretary: No. I'm sorry, I can't. (The secretary's face disintegrates completely, leaving behind a necrotic layer of flesh. His eyes have vanished entirely.) Gagnon: Hey. Pal. Before we get a little too used to it, what the hell is goin' on with your face? Secretary: Please leave the building. Now. (The secretary's forearm falls through his sleeve.) Secretary: Shit, shit, shit. King: We just- Secretary: Please. Just go. Gagnon: This ain't workin', Mary. (Agents King and Gagnon force their way through an employee-only door. The secretary turns to face them.) Secretary: NO! You can't go inside! Gagnon: Like hell we can't. (The secretary begins to give chase. His head promptly detaches from his neck.) [CAMERA B] King: Are you ready? Gagnon: Always. Now what the hell's goin' on over here? (King turns the camera to a series of operating tables. Entities can be seen gathering animal corpses from crates on their right, removing their hearts, and placing them in crates to their left. King quickly turns the camera left as a manager walks down the stairs. The manager's face is decayed, akin to the secretary's.) King: Hello, sir. We are- Manager: I don't care who you are. Just get to the tables and get workin'. Gagnon: We don't work here. Manager: If the secretary lets you in, you work here. King: …understood. (King motions Gagnon to follow her. The agents find an empty hallway of operating tables and crates.) Gagnon: I don't know what the hell they're doin' here, but I know it's bad news. We gotta stop this. King: I know, Graham. But we can't exactly do anything about it at the moment. Just play along. Manager (offscreen): Hey, you're wastin' tissue. Gagnon: Play along? They're cuttin' open animals and chuckin' 'em in crates! I'm not gonna help them in this weird-ass scheme. King: We're here to gather intelligence, and we can't exactly do that if- (The manager finds the agents.) Manager: Slacking off, huh? You have a job to do. Gagnon: I told you already. We don't work here. Manager: That's what I figured. (A swarm of humanoid creatures enter view, dragging Gagnon out of the hallway.) King: Graham! Gagnon: Jesus Christ, get off of me! Manager: If you can't do your job, then you're wasting our time. We're gonna have to make use of you somehow. (The creatures bring Gagnon to the main operating area, while King follows suit. The creatures throw Gagnon onto a table and restrain him. King draws her gun.) Gagnon: Don't, Mary. (King is silent. The creatures gather assorted surgical tools.) Gagnon: You can't provoke them. You've got to go. King: Graham, I- Gagnon: Now. (King hesitates, before running for the exit. The video feed goes black as a loud grunt is heard.) [END LOG] Examination of goods sold by SCP-4543-1 instances in the following weeks revealed genetic material matching that of Agent Gagnon. Containment protocols have since been updated to forbid civilian access. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4543" by magna2s, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4543. 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: graveyard Name: CalvaryCemeteryQueens edit Author: Plowboylifestyle, Moondigger License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikipedia |
SCP-4544 | safe | SCP-4544 Item #: SCP-4544 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4544 is to remain within storage locker #4032 at Site-14. To prevent the further extension of SCP-4544's anomalous capabilities, storage locker #4032 is to be guarded and monitored via video at all times. Any attempt to open or otherwise observe the contents of SCP-4544 is to be approved and overseen by Senior Researcher Dr. █████████ Senior Researcher Dr. Brooks. Any attempt to open SCP-4544 outside of a testing environment is strictly forbidden and may result in disciplinary action. WARNING: The use of anomalous objects to observe the contents of SCP-4544 is forbidden. See document F:240. Description: SCP-4544 is a rectangular lidded container made of cardboard with a Post-It note on its side reading "Please do not open". Details about the contents of SCP-4544 are unknown. When any attempt is made to observe the contents of the container or remove the note, a seemingly unrelated event will occur to obstruct the attempt. SCP-4544 has demonstrated retro-causality editing capabilities, as these events may take place before the method of observation or removal is even conceived. Currently, the only known method of examining the contents is to weigh and shake the container, although this always yields results identical to an empty, non-anomalous shoe box. Following the results of the experiment in Document F:241, either SCP-4544 or the contents within have shown the ability to communicate when threatened with destruction; however, this line of testing has been postponed indefinitely. A proposal to change the item's class from 'Safe' to 'Euclid' in light of this experiment is currently pending review. As of ██/██/████, SCP-4544's anomalous properties have extended to the storage locker it is held within, rendering further testing nearly impossible. Addendum: Document F:239 Document F:239 Experiment Log ██/██/████ Proposal: These experiments are meant to provide the basic foundation for the exact nature of SCP-4544. With these experiments, we hope to replicate the behavior of SCP-4544 revealed upon its initial discovery, under laboratory conditions. - Dr. Brooks [PROPOSAL APPROVED] - Senior Researcher Dr. █████████ TEST #1 Success N Subject(s) D-936 Protocol Subject would be instructed to enter the research cell and lift the lid of SCP-4544. Results The door of research cell 293-C became jammed, and D-936 was due for testing at another location before staff was able to fix the door. Notes We may have to get creative if we ever want to use room 293-C again. – Dr. Brooks TEST #2 Success N Subject(s) D-972, D-254 Protocol D-972 would be instructed to enter the research cell and prop open the door, but not to open SCP-4544 under risk of termination. D-254 would then be instructed to enter the research cell and open the lid of SCP-4544. Results D-972 successfully entered the cell and propped open the door. However, D-254 failed to arrive at the testing location, as a small D-class riot broke out one hour earlier resulting in D-254’s termination. Notes It appears we are still able to interact with SCP-4544 as long as we do not intend to open it, but the extent of its anomalous capabilities is concerning. It may have caused the riot, or made us pick the D-class that would be terminated. – Dr. Brooks TEST #3 Success N Subject(s) D-972 Protocol With the door of the research cell propped open, the subject would be instructed to enter the research cell and open the lid of SCP-4544. Results The subject entered the cell but refused to open SCP-4544 upon discovering the results of the last experiment, and concluded that anyone who was going to open the box would die. The subject was threatened with termination if they did not comply, which resulted in D-972 attacking security, ending in the subject’s termination. Notes It is again unclear if SCP-4544 influenced the behavior of the subject, or if it somehow “chose” this subject against our knowledge. In the future, we must more carefully consider how the subject is likely to behave. – Dr. Brooks Document F:240 Document F:240 Experiment Log ██/██/████ Proposal: It is possible that the object’s anomalous properties only prevent us from opening the container, not necessarily preventing us from learning what’s inside. Therefore, an intangible SCP such as SCP-126 could potentially bypass any anomalous effects of the object. As SCP-126 has shown to be cooperative with Foundation staff, we propose using SCP-126 to observe the contents of SCP-4544. – Dr. Brooks [PROPOSAL APPROVED] – Senior Researcher Dr. █████████ TEST #1 Success N Subject(s) SCP-126, D-628 Protocol SCP-126 and D-628 would be instructed to enter the research cell, and D-628 would be instructed to move the container into the region SCP-126’s head occupies without opening the box. SCP-126 would then be instructed to describe the contents of the container. Results D-628 arrived at the testing location at 13:35 without incident and appeared cooperative when told what their instructions would be, and what SCP would be joining them within the experiment. At 14:10, SCP-126 arrived without incident along with its handlers and expressed interest in aiding the researchers. As D-628 and SCP-126 were being given the final briefing before the experiment, Senior Researcher Dr. █████████ began to convulse violently before collapsing and becoming catatonic. As staff attempted to resuscitate Dr. █████████, the body became animate and revealed several spider-like appendages protruding from their back, characteristics consistent with a stage seven (7) host of SCP-940. At 14:43, Site-14 declared a biohazardous Keter-level containment breach and quarantine procedure Orkin-4 was triggered, containing the SCP-940 host, staff, and subjects within the experiment observation room overlooking cell 293-C. The SCP-940 host successfully infected the remaining staff members and D-628, before being terminated by the security personnel present. Approximately 30 minutes after the quarantine was triggered, Mobile Task Force Omicron-7 entered the affected region and successfully administered an intravenous anti-parasitic compound to the infected survivors and incinerated the remains of the SCP-940 host without further incident. After these events, SCP-126 expressed great agitation and an intense desire to not continue any further testing regarding SCP-4544. A staff psychologist was assigned to SCP-126 to help it cope with the events it had witnessed. Notes An investigation revealed that Dr. █████████ became unknowingly infected with SCP-940 larvae 51 days prior to the experiment, 9 days before SCP-4544 came into Foundation custody. In addition, the faulty containment equipment for SCP-940 larvae that were found responsible for the containment breach was designed approximately 4 years prior to the experiment. This event has given evidence to the hypothesis that the more infallible of an attempt is made at viewing the contents of SCP-4544, the more extreme the retaliation becomes out of necessity. For this reason, the use of any anomalous objects to attempt to observe the contents of SCP-4544 is now prohibited, and any seemingly “foolproof” method of observing the contents of SCP-4544 are strongly advised against. – Dr. Brooks Document F:241 Document F:241 Experiment Log ██/██/████ Proposal: It has been made clear at this point that the contents of SCP-4544 cannot be observed by any conventional means. However, if the contents of SCP-4544 are indeed alive and sentient as suggested by the note, we may be able to encourage it to evacuate its current container in exchange for another, thereby providing a basis on which the Foundation may be able to communicate with SCP-4544. - Researcher Klein [PROPOSAL APPROVED] - Senior Researcher Dr. Brooks TEST #1 Success Undetermined Protocol The experiment is to be conducted in an observerless, non-recorded environment. SCP-4544 is to be placed in a remote-controlled hydraulic press, and a shoe box of matching dimensions is to be placed fifty (50) centimeters away from the press. The press would then be triggered to impart a continuous 180 Newtons of force on SCP-4544. Results Following the experiment, SCP-4544 was found to be fully intact and unscathed, while the press had been entirely and neatly disassembled through unknown means. While the experiment was in progress, Researcher Klein had reportedly entered an absence seizure state, and remained unresponsive to all stimuli for approximately 5 hours. Upon regaining the ability to talk, Researcher Klein partially described what they experienced while in this state, and expressed that they lost the ability to see (See Interview Log 1043). Upon examination, it was found that the phrase "Leave me alone" had been engraved within Researcher Klein's retinas. It should be of note that Researcher Klein was remotely operating the machine approximately 50 meters away while the experiment was taking place. Notes This is the first time SCP-4544 has shown the ability to manipulate its environment outside of its initial anomalous capabilities, and has even managed to communicate, albeit through a harmful medium. While this experiment has yielded interesting results, further testing along these lines would be unwise at best. Admittedly, subjecting this object to an experiment that could potentially destroy it can be seen to go against many of the Foundation's principles, and therefore no more experiments of this nature will be approved. - Dr. Brooks Interview Log 1043 Interview Log 1043 Interviewed: Researcher Klein Interviewer: Senior Researcher Dr. Brooks Foreword: This interview took place after the events of the experiment in Document 241, once Researcher Klein regained their ability to talk. <Begin Log> Brooks: Do you have any recollection of what took place five hours ago? Klein: (Incoherent) Brooks: Can you understand me, Klein? Klein: Sorry, yes. Brooks: Did you observe what's inside SCP-4544? Klein: Why are you so interested in what's inside the box? It doesn't want to hurt anyone, just forget about it. Brooks: You are aware you were conducting the experiment, correct? Klein: It's not important. It's just a box, whatever is inside clearly just wants to be left alone, so let it be. The outside world is a confusing and overwhelming place, and I don't blame it for just wanting to shut itself inside. Brooks: Can you tell us about your experience, at least? Klein: I'm sorry, the more I say the more curious you'll get, I don't want this mistake to be repeated. Just shove the box into some deep storage locker and forget about it, I'm done with it. I don't want anything more to do with it. Now would someone check out my eyes? I still can't see anything. I just want to forget about this whole thing. <End Log> Closing Statement: After a medical examination, Researcher Klein was administered Class A amnestics at their own request. |
SCP-4545 | euclid | Trojan Horse An instance of SCP-4545. Item #: SCP-4545 Special Containment Procedures: A minimum of ten locations suitable for triggering SCP-4545 manifestation are to be maintained by the Foundation at all times. The use of CCTV cameras is to be encouraged within the civilian population, especially at locations matching the requirements for SCP-4545. Instances of SCP-4545 observed by the public are to be explained as artistic endeavours where possible; in cases where this it not feasible, witnesses are to be amnesticised. Instances of SCP-4545 manifesting at Foundation-controlled locations are to be admitted within the location as soon as they are detected. A small population of SCP-4545-1 is to be maintained for study at Site-72 (at the discretion of the Senior Researcher for SCP-4545); recovered instances of SCP-4545 and any excess SCP-4545-1 instances are to be destroyed via incineration. Description: SCP-4545 is a hollow wooden construct resembling a horse, which manifests outside of buildings or enclosed outdoor areas with sufficient space to fully admit it within. Instances of SCP-4545 are on average 2.7m wide, 7.3m tall and 13.1m long, and have been known to vary widely in style and construction, occasionally including visual elements made from rope or iron. SCP-4545 only manifests in unobserved areas; recording equipment or human presence are sufficient to prevent its occurrence. As such, no direct observations of its manifestation exist. Between one and three hours after being brought inside the target structure a section of SCP-4545 will open1 and begin to disgorge instances of SCP-4545-1. The number of instances is proportional to the amount of time following its manifestation before it was moved into the target structure. These instances will then attempt to cause significant damage to the target structure, destroying furniture and equipment, defecating on the floor, and attacking any humans present at the time. It should be noted that, while some injuries have been sustained, there have been no recorded fatalities as a result of SCP-4545-1 activity. After several hours of this behaviour, SCP-4545-1 instances will begin to perform drills of military formations, interspersed with attempts at foraging for food.2 If the SCP-4545 instance is not moved inside the target structure it will display signs of increased pressure such as bulging and, after a certain amount of time, explode violently. This explosion is notably larger in magnitude than could be explained solely by increased internal pressure, and is capable of causing significant damage to the surrounding area in addition to scattering the remains of the contained SCP-4545-1 instances. SCP-4545-1 instances are abnormally small horses, standing approximately 35cm at the shoulder and wearing bronze barding stylistically similar to ancient Greek hoplite armour, including a notable red crest on the helmet. They display a notably higher intelligence than non-anomalous breeds of horse. Autopsies of deceased instances have revealed a hollow cavity within the torso, containing a number of partially-animate wooden horse sculptures. Footnotes 1. Most commonly on the underside of the body. 2. Instances of SCP-4545-1 in containment continue to engage in this behaviour. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4545" by Mortos, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4545. 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: horse.png Name: Replica of Trojan Horse - Canakkale Waterfront - Dardanelles - Turkey Author: Adam Jones License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: Flickr |
SCP-4546 | safe | SCP-4546-1 Item #: SCP-4546 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4546 instances are to be contained in a standard Safe-class locker. Provisional Area-4546 has been constructed around SCP-4546-1; access to civilians is to be denied under the guise of a firework manufacturing facility. Additional test launches of SCP-4546 are suspended indefinitely. With the exception of Researcher Cardenas, no personnel within 200m of SCP-4546-1 are to comment aloud about the anomaly. Description: SCP-4546 is the group designation for a box of individual aerial shell fireworks. SCP-4546 instances constantly emit a quiet crackling sound, with no discernible pattern. Approximately 67% of people within audible range of these sounds will report hearing indistinct laughter (described as "child-like") within the noise. SCP-4546 instances also iridesce brightly when people approach within 3.5m of them. SCP-4546 instances are each 0.8 m in length, and are decorated with red, white, and blue, in the pattern of the United States flag, and bear a label reading "Forever Free". SCP-4546 are composed entirely of nonanomalous chemicals typical of commercial fireworks. Addendum 4546-01: On 02/01/1966, a test firing of SCP-4546 was approved in a remote location. One instance, designated SCP-4546-1, was selected at random, loaded into a mortar, and launched. The selected instance crackled louder and iridesced more intensely prior to being launched. SCP-4546-1 ascended to a height of 119 meters and detonated, producing a burst of red, white, and blue stars, with significantly less smoke than nonanomalous fireworks. SCP-4546-1 remained stationary at its peak height. 20 seconds after the stars faded completely, SCP-4546-1 began to detonate continuously, forming changing shapes and patterns of stars in all colors. As of this writing, SCP-4546-1 has not ceased. SCP-4546-1's bursts and colors possess few consistent patterns. SCP-4546-1 produces larger and brighter detonations on certain holidays; namely, July 4, Memorial Day, and Veteran's Day. On 07/04/1976 (the bicentennial of the United States of America), SCP-4546-1 produced bursts nearly five times their usual size, and created shapes strongly resembling a smiling face. Addendum 4546-02: On 01/22/2017, Researcher Cardenas was assigned to collect routine spectrographic data directly from SCP-4546-1. During the task, Researcher Cardenas audibly commented positively about the beauty of the display, causing SCP-4546-1's burst to change colors to red and display heart shapes in addition to the usual rings and spheres. These altered bursts reappear only when Researcher Cardenas is in SCP-4546-1's vicinity. |
SCP-4547 | apollyon | close Info X SCP-4547: Exterminans Author: stormbreath Image: AncientMars.jpg, licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license. Canon: Ad Astra Per Aspera Thanks to NatVoltaic for helping to concept and crit this draft in particular, and my other critters: Oboebandgeek99, Elenee FishTruck, ValidClay, and Tanhony. Fanart! THIS absolutely stunning work by Scented_Shadow! View more of my articles here. Recommendations: SCP-3841 — Death and Rebirth SCP-3841 designates the remnants of a halted K-Class event (K-3841) that occurred on the exoplanet Luyten b at an unknown time in the recent past. The exact details of the event are unclear, though it is known to have resulted in the extinction of all life on Luyten b, including its native sapient civilization (hereafter "Luytenians"). SCP-4005 — The Holy and Heavenly City of Fabled China SCP-1124 — Xenoplague ILYENA, or Site-x19, was established for conducting research and experimentation deemed too risky for planet-side operations. Due to its location on █████, ILYENA was a low risk solution and conveniently dispensable. The atmosphere on █████ rendered any containment breach irrelevant, and allowed for quick termination. by stormbreath Composite photo of SCP-4547. Item #: SCP-4547 Special Containment Procedures: Interstellar exploration is to avoid SCP-4547. Description: SCP-4547 is an exoplanet located approximately fifteen light-years from the Sol System, discovered by the Foundation on August 20th, 2032. SCP-4547 was formerly the home planet of the taronyu, a sapient humanoid alien species, prior to an FK-Class ("Broken Foundation") Scenario1 that caused their extinction. While SCP-4547 itself is nonanomalous, it is host to a large number of anomalous phenomena, affording its designation as an SCP object. These phenomena have been divided into two categories, SCP-4547-B and SCP-4547-C, which are detailed below. Radio signals sent by the taronyu were recorded by Foundation assets on Earth beginning in 1942. Foundation intervention to conceal these transmissions was successful and kept public knowledge of SCP-4547 to a minimum. However, transmissions abruptly ended in 1991, with no further signals being received past this point. During the initial advances into interstellar travel by the Foundation, it was decided that SCP-4547 would be visited, in order to ascertain the reasons for the lack of continued transmission, and the potential for a life-bearing planet. SCP-4547 was one of the first exoplanets visited by the Foundation during this time. The taronyu2 are a sapient alien species with humanoid body structure. While not inherently anomalous, all taronyu currently on the surface of SCP-4547 have become anomalous, with the majority having been converted into SCP-4547-B2-ζ. An organization referred to as the Tìhawnum3 existed on SCP-4547, with roughly analogous motives to the Foundation on Earth. The Tìhawnum was dedicated to the general focus of protecting taronyu society and life, including against dangerous anomalies. However, the Tìhawnum did not share in the same practices of Masquerade and concealment as the Foundation, leading to higher integration of anomalies into SCP-4547 culture. SCP-4547-B is a collection of anomalous phenomena located on SCP-4547 which resulted in the near-total extinction of the taronyu. Each SCP-4547-B phenomenon caused a distinct K-Class Scenario on SCP-4547. The majority of these K-Class Scenarios are either the cause or result of an FK-Class (Broken Foundation) Scenario and have been collectively grouped into the one designation. For the purpose of brevity, only the conclusively identified K-Class Scenarios and their causes have been listed below. Designation K-Class Scenario Description 4547-B1 IK Societal Collapse The "Dead Hand" system of a major taronyu world superpower, designed to ensure mutually assured destruction. However, upon a transition between heads of state, SCP-4547-B1 malfunctioned and detected the end of the government and initiated nuclear war. The resultant nuclear war lasted for approximately five hours. By the conclusion of the war, over ten thousand nuclear weapons had been detonated upon SCP-4547, destroying most bases of the Tìhawnum and most major metropolitan areas, in addition to causing severe nuclear fallout. The exact functioning mechanics of SCP-4547-B1 are unknown, but is believed to have functioned using a demonic solid-state drive set to monitor for specific parameters. These parameters were set too specific, and a minor change in government triggered the dead hand. 4547-B2 RK Out-Competition SCP-4547-B2 was a collection of organic nanites designed to improve taronyu anatomy. However, difficulties in implementing these improvements caused partial brain death, increased aggression, inhibition of social norms and cannibalistic impulses in the infected (termed SCP-4547-B2-ζ). Furthermore, SCP-4547-B2-ζ were able to enter stasis indefinitely, negating the need to breathe or eat. The Tìhawnum had kept a small sample of SCP-4547-B2, which was released during the IK-Class Scenario and became airborne. In the days following the IK-Class Scenario, 49% of taronyu on SCP-4547 became infected with SCP-4547-B2. As a result, there are currently an estimated 1-2 billion SCP-4547-B2-ζ instances remaining on SCP-4547 at present. SCP-4547-B2 is capable of infecting humans. 4547-B3 GK Broken Greenhouse SCP-4547-B3 was a large glass orrery of the SCP-4547 solar system. When not properly aligned, it would project a noncorporeal herbicidal field, destroying local xenoplant matter. This field would expand based upon the amount of time spent unaligned. SCP-4547-B3 was previously maintained by the Tìhawnum, but this maintenance stopped when they were destroyed. As a result, all xenoplant life on SCP-4547 was rapidly killed off within three weeks of the IK-Class Scenario. Attempts to realign SCP-4547-B3 by Tìhawnum remnants appear to have been attempted, but were unsuccessful. It is currently not believed that SCP-4547-B3 can be repaired, and transport is forbidden. 4547-B4 XK-Ω Eschaton 4547-B4 was a collection of seven humanoid entities standing 500 meters tall, bearing noted similarity to SCP-██. All SCP-4547-B4 had been in a dormant state prior to the activation of SCP-4547-B1, and were targeted with nuclear missiles in a neutralization attempt during the IK-Class Scenario. These nuclear weapons did not kill any SCP-4547-B4 instances and only awakened them. The SCP-4547-B4 identified themselves as the Kive'eveng Tun Koren,4 and took control of the remnants of taronyu society. They granted an anomalous resistance to many of the anomalous phenomena on SCP-4547 to any taronyu that served them. All SCP-4547-B4 instances appeared to have entered into a war with each other at some point following their reawakening. All except one perished in this conflict; one of the losers was infected with SCP-4547-B2 and is currently active in a diminished capacity. The sole victor (SCP-4547-B4-3) is one of the few remaining sapient lifeforms on SCP-4547. 4547-B5 AK Madness An intensely virulent memetic cult, centered around the number five. The exact origin of SCP-4547-B5 is unknown, but similar organizations were observed by the Tìhawnum prior to the end of the world. It is believed that these organizations heavily mutated following another K-Class Scenario, becoming SCP-4547-B5. SCP-4547-B4-5 became infected with SCP-4547-B5, altering the details of its cult in order to follow the principles of SCP-4547-B5. Further research has indicated [LETHAL INFOHAZARD EXPUNGED]. 4547-B6 WK Meteorological SCP-4547-B6 was an apex-tier pluripotent entity inimical to atmospheric conditions on SCP-4547. It is unclear how specifically, but SCP-4547-B6 was neutralized during the interchange of SCP-4547-B1. Immediately following this, weather conditions of SCP-4547 greatly changed, with violent and intense meteorological events being observed at a high frequency. This included abnormally large storms, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and spontaneously generated hurricanes. These phenomena have not abated in the time between the neutralization of SCP-4547-B6 and present. Approximately 70% of the society of SCP-4547 immediately died during the IK-Class Scenario initiated by SCP-4547-B1, and with another 20% dying shortly after as a result of the WK-Class Scenario caused by SCP-4547-B6. A large majority of these casualties were reanimated as SCP-4547-B2-ζ instances. One year after the FK-Class Scenario, the remaining population of SCP-4547 was in the service of an SCP-4547-B4 instance, practicing cannibalism as a result of the complete famine caused by SCP-4547-B3. Approximately five years after the FK-Class Scenario, the last taronyu on the surface of SCP-4547 died. At this point, almost all life on SCP-4547 was dead. The remaining life was predominately highly anomalous. SCP-4547-C are all anomalous phenomena on SCP-4547 that are not included in SCP-4547-B. The majority of these phenomena are neutralized or destroyed following the collective effects of SCP-4547-B, but a limited number have been recovered. The majority remain on SCP-4547 and are not expected to require containment in any capacity. The most notable of these is SCP-4547-C1, a now extinct xenoplant species that formerly possessed sapience and psionic abilities. When consumed by a taronyu, SCP-4547-C1 enhanced the psionic capacity of the consumer. SCP-4547-C1 was widely recognized on SCP-4547 as another intelligent life-form and highly integrated into society. However, SCP-4547-C1 was completely killed off by the effects of SCP-4547-B3. Addendum 4547-1: Exploratory Mission Transcripts from SCP-4547 + Exploratory Mission 4547.1, Codename: Battlefield - Close File. Exploration Video Log Transcript First SCP-4547 Exploration Date: August 25th, 2032 Exploration Team: Interstellar Task Force Aleph-Four ("Flectere Si Nequimus Superos") Mission Abstract: Initial exploration of SCP-4547. Orbital imaging had previously shown that SCP-4547 had experienced multiple K-Class scenarios, but exact details of surface conditions were unknown. ITF ℵ-4 was deployed from the SCPS Tiberius from orbit to the surface of SCP-4547. Fetch.aic, the onboard .aic, continued to operate the ship. Team Lead: Acheron Team Members: Abaddon, Xibalba, Naraka, Pluto Command: Fetch.aic Fetch.aic: Beginning audio transcription of all radio content. ℵ-4 Acheron: Thanks, Fetch. Radios on. Team roster consists of me, Acheron, as leader; Abaddon watching the front and biology; Xibalba for technical problems; Naraka to handle any potential first contact; and Pluto watching our six and performing geochemistry analysis. Fetch.aic: And I shall be reachable, if necessary. ℵ-4 Xibalba: Opening landing pod bay doors in five. We should have eight hours of oxygen in our armor, assuming everything goes well. If something goes wrong, we can remotely call the pod for exit. ℵ-4 Acheron: Let's hope it doesn't. ITF ℵ-4 assembles in the pod bay, preparing for exit. The pod bay doors open onto a heavily ruined city-scape. ℵ-4 Pluto: Remember that the atmosphere is breathable, but contains some unknown pathogens, potentially anomalous. ℵ-4 Naraka: This is a rather advanced culture, just judging from the architecture. Near-total destruction, however. Looks like there were riots towards their end. ℵ-4 Acheron: Remember to take photos, as many as possible. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Let's go down this main street? Doesn't seem to be any major features of note anywhere around here. ℵ-4 Acheron: Agreed. Let's march. ITF ℵ-4 walks down the streets of the city. There is large-scale ruin, with most buildings in a state of serious disrepair. There appears to be no sign of any inhabitants. ℵ-4 Naraka: How long did they say it was since the end of the world? ℵ-4 Xibalba: The signals we received on Earth ended in the early '90s. It's fifteen light-years out, and radio travels at light speed, so the world probably ended in 1975. About sixty years ago, it seems. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Looks like even if there were survivors from the initial fallout, then they wouldn't have made it to today. This is an angry planet. ℵ-4 Pluto: The weather looked violent. Storms the size of continents. ℵ-4 Acheron: Let's keep going. The forecast Fetch made for us should be clear for the hours we're in the city. The team advances through the city, before stopping before a large building. ℵ-4 Naraka: Hold on. That sign is in Ortothan. I can read it. ℵ-4 Acheron: Ortothan? Is that a Church of the Second Hytoth? We should check the building out. ℵ-4 Naraka: Looks like it worships the Koru-teusa, but it's not the same religion exactly. Like different sects of Christianity, you know? ℵ-4 Pluto: Of course, the difference between Greek and Roman religions. Pluto and Hades, Avernus and Acheron. ITF ℵ-4 enters the Ortothan building. Inside, there are several large murals depicting scenes from Ortothan mythology, such as the creation of the Second Hytoth, the death of several of the Koru-Teusa, and the Voruteut. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Pretty. Remarkable these have all survived with only a bit of weathering. ℵ-4 Pluto: It's indoors and the building's held up. Looks like the storms haven't been enough to break it. And what else would? Naraka enters a back room of the church and emerges with several bound books. ℵ-4 Naraka: Found these in the back, they're in Ortothan. Pluto, do you have any material cases? ℵ-4 Pluto: Yep. Let me unclip one, Fetch can deploy a drone to pick them up and bring them to the pod. Naraka and Pluto place the books into a material case, place it in the middle of the street outside of the church, and signal to Fetch.aic to send a retrieval drone. ℵ-4 Naraka: Hopefully we'll be able to use those as a Rosetta stone. At the very least, some information we're capable of reading will be helpful. ℵ-4 Acheron: Good catch. We are limited on time, so we should keep going. ℵ-4 Pluto: Yes sir. ITF ℵ-4 continues on their exploration of the city, proceeding until they find a large mass of taronyu bodies, which are assembled in a large pile. ℵ-4 Naraka: Oh dear. ℵ-4 Acheron: Well, here are some of SCP-4547-A, it looks like. Not much to speak of. A headless corpse twitches a leg. The rest of the corpse pile begins to move and animate. However, the majority of the corpses have suffered severe bodily trauma, and few are able to stand. Those that cannot stand attempt to pull themselves towards ITF ℵ-4. ℵ-4 Naraka: Fuck! ℵ-4 Abaddon: First bogeys, eyes up, keep sharp! ℵ-4 Acheron: Intelligence said there were zombies, didn't it? Fetch.aic: My drones did find such. They weren't exactly "zombies", but highly similar. Reanimated corpses, no higher mental function, violent and cannibalistic tendencies. ℵ-4 Acheron: Light 'em up! Go! ℵ-4 Abaddon and ℵ-4 Pluto begin firing munitions into the mass of SCP-4547-B2-ζ, targeting the few that are able to stand. All instances that pose a significant threat to ITF ℵ-4 are dispatched in the first three seconds of combat. ℵ-4 Xibalba: Kind of pathetic, isn't it? ℵ-4 Naraka: Is this all that's left of SCP-4547-A? ℵ-4 Abaddon and ℵ-4 Pluto finish dispatching any animate corpses in the following five seconds. Abaddon then fires an explosive round into the mass of corpses. ℵ-4 Abaddon: That should be enough. ℵ-4 Acheron: Let's keep moving. Upon turning the corner, ITF ℵ-4 sees a large, vaguely-reptilian creature. It is four-legged, with a skeletal head not covered in the scales the rest of the creature is. Similarity is noted between this entity and SCP-████. The entity sniffs the air, before rising from a seated position and walking towards ITF ℵ-4. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Shit. Go! ITF ℵ-4 hurries into one of the abandoned skyscrapers, hurrying to an opened stairwell. They rapidly ascend the steps, occasionally looking behind them. Upon arriving on the fifth floor, they exit the stairwell. ℵ-4 Pluto: I'm going to take a look back outside. ℵ-4 Acheron: Be careful. Pluto crawls to the closest window and looks outside. The entity is on the street, walking. It does not appear to notice Pluto. After some time, it lays down in front of the building. Pluto returns to the main group. ℵ-4 Pluto: It's in front of the building right now, looks like it's laying down for the moment. We'll be in here for a while it seems, but it's non-aggressive at the moment. ℵ-4 Xibalba: We only have three hours of oxygen left, and it seems like about an hour to get back to the lander. Fetch.aic: Would you like an extraction? ℵ-4 Acheron: That'd be great, Fetch. Fetch.aic: Please proceed to the roof of the building. The lander will be in place in twenty minutes. ℵ-4 Acheron: You heard them. Let's go up. ITF ℵ-4 continues to ascend the stairs of the main building. As they do so, they occasionally stop to look around the floors. They collect several documents and notes. None of these brief excursions yields notable results until the fourth. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Hey team, I think I see something on the horizon. Through one of the windows, a distant figure is visible. The figure is vaguely humanoid, although with large, branching horns resembling tree branches. The horns on one side of the figure's head have been damaged and broken off. Given the apparent distance of the figure, it is estimated to be 500 meters tall. This figure has since been identified as SCP-4547-B4-3. ℵ-4 Pluto: Shit, that thing has to be as tall as the skyscraper. ℵ-4 Acheron: Looks like it's walking towards us. ℵ-4 Naraka: Do we have anywhere near enough laser to fight that thing? ℵ-4 Acheron: No. We most certainly do not. We need to evac before it reaches the city, hopefully sooner. Let's go. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Even more reason to get out of here soon. Total apocalypse world, this place. ℵ-4 Pluto: Nothing but cockroaches left. The zombie cockroaches, even, and not even strong ones. ITF ℵ-4 finishes their ascent and meets the landing pod on the roof of the building. Fetch.aic pilots the pod back to the SCPS Tiberius. ITF ℵ-4 debriefs and begins analysis of collected samples. + Exploratory Mission 4547.4, Codename: Sepulchre - Close File. Exploration Video Log Transcript Fourth SCP-4547 Exploration Date: September 2nd, 2032 Exploration Team: Interstellar Task Force Aleph-Four ("Flectere Si Nequimus Superos") Mission Abstract: Exploratory Mission 4547.3 had yielded information on the coordinates of a potential unbreached Tìhawnum bunker. ITF ℵ-4 was deployed to breach the bunker and recover information from within. Team Lead: Acheron Team Members: Abaddon, Xibalba, Naraka, Pluto Mission Command: Fetch.aic The members of ITF ℵ-4 are assembled inside of the entrance to a Tìhawnum bunker. The surface landing pod is positioned next to the bunker doors, which are embedded into a mountain. ℵ-4 Acheron: When will we be ready to proceed? ℵ-4 Xibalba: I've interfaced with the door, and Fetch has a connection. Fetch.aic: I should be able to open the bunker in fifteen minutes. The cryptography is not advanced. ℵ-4 Naraka: And we can wait in the pod until then? Fetch.aic: Yes. ITF ℵ-4 waits in the bay of the landing pod. Wind speeds in the area rapidly begin to intensify, and precipitation increases. The precipitation is noted to measure at 3 pH. Fetch.aic: The door has been unlocked. I will open it when you approach. ITF ℵ-4 emerges from the landing pod, and rushes towards the door of the bunker, which open as soon as they approach. They quickly enter, and the doors shut behind them. They are standing in a large airlock. Fetch.aic: I will cycle the airlock. Fetch.aic activates the airlock, cycling air from the outside. A liquid of unknown utility (most likely a disinfectant) is sprayed onto ITF ℵ-4, and then washed off. A computerized voice begins playing in the airlock. ℵ-4 Naraka: There was a Church of the Second Hytoth outside, right? ℵ-4 Archeron: Yeah, there was. Why? ℵ-4 Naraka: ℵ-4 Naraka begins to speak Ortothan. For clarity, Ortothan will use an alternative typeface and color. Do you speak Ortothan? Unknown AI: Ortothan recognized. Taronyu identity confirmed. Reality levels within acceptable bounds. No anomalies detected. Access granted, following Contingency 913. ℵ-4 Naraka: We're in. It's accepting us as SCP-4547-A of this planet, apparently. I guess whoever programmed it with Ortothan didn't realize it was extraterrestrial. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Perfect. ℵ-4 Xibalba: And I didn't even need to hack it. ℵ-4 Naraka: Just social engineering. The airlock automated door cycles open, allowing ITF ℵ-4 to enter the main bunker. Lights begin to turn on in multiple directions, revealing a large central computer terminal. Several monitors activate, displaying hallways, presumably within the facility. Srungsiyu: Welcome to Bunker-00003, primary Tìhawnum installation, safeguarding the future of the taronyu. I am Srungsiyu, an artificial intelligence. ℵ-4 Naraka: Is the air in here breathable? ℵ-4 Pluto: Probably. I'll deploy a sensor to see if it is or not. ℵ-4 Xibalba: What do you think this place is for? ℵ-4 Naraka: Let's find out. What is the purpose of this installation? Srungsiyu: Bunker-00003 is a secondary defense against the end of the world. It is designed to allow taronyu society to continue following the reestablishment of global order, in coordination with a series of nine other bunkers. ℵ-4 Naraka: Looks like it's a doomsday bunker of sorts. Let them restart society. Part of a set of nine. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Other bunkers? Any of those ones still active? ℵ-4 Naraka: How many bunkers of this kind are still functional? Srungsiyu: Zero other bunkers are functional. Bunker-00003 is the only unbreached bunker. ℵ-4 Naraka: This is the only one that's left, of course. Everything else was breached and destroyed. ℵ-4 Acheron: What was this bunker's role in restarting the world? Did they have unique ones? ℵ-4 Naraka: What is the purpose of this bunker? Srungsiyu: This bunker is meant for the preservation of taronyu, so that when the other bunkers have successfully completed their roles, population levels can be restored. ℵ-4 Naraka: Basic survival, it seems. Holds a population of SCP-4547-A for their eventual repopulation of the planet. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Doesn't look like there's anybody around. Nothing on any of the monitors, no trace of anything. ℵ-4 Xibalba: I wonder what we could do from here. Fetch might be able to interface with the computers, but if this AI is here, then it might be dangerous to risk it. ℵ-4 Acheron: Agreed. We're not risking Fetch against another AI, especially when they can't communicate with them. ℵ-4 Xibalba: Well, let's see what we can do in here, then. Any systems remaining? ℵ-4 Naraka: List functioning systems. Srungsiyu: Functional systems: Power. Lights. Defenses. Suspended animation. Computer systems. Artificial intelligence. Surface diagnostics. Communications. ℵ-4 Naraka: Hold on. Suspended animation? Can you display the system summary for the suspended animation on the monitors? The computer monitors change to display footage of a suspended animation complex, consisting of several pods, each holding a single taronyu. Assorted information appears next to the footage, but little is intelligible to ITF ℵ-4. ℵ-4 Acheron: What are we looking at? ℵ-4 Xibalba: Are those stasis pods? ℵ-4 Naraka: How many taronyu are in those pods? Srungsiyu: One hundred thousand taronyu are in suspended animation. Optimum capacity. ℵ-4 Naraka: Find one that speaks Ortothan, then give us a path to find them. Light strips on the floor light up with a green light, leading down into a hallway off the main computer bank. Srungsiyu: Follow the green light strip. ℵ-4 Naraka: Let's go. Srungsiyu is going to take us to a taronyu that can speak Ortothan, we need to get to them. ℵ-4 Abaddon: A taronyu? Are those SCP-4547-A? ℵ-4 Naraka: That's what the AI is calling them. ℵ-4 Acheron: And the stasis pods are still functional, some of them? ℵ-4 Naraka: All of them! ℵ-4 Pluto: How many? ℵ-4 Naraka: A hundred thousand. ℵ-4 Acheron: Xibalba, Pluto, go to the entrance, get in contact with Fetch. Give them an update: this isn't an exploratory mission anymore. It's a rescue now. ITF ℵ-4 splits into two groups. Pluto and Xibalba head back to the entrance, and reconvene with Fetch.aic, while Acheron, Naraka and Abaddon follow the green lights into the suspended animation chambers. ℵ-4 Abaddon: Holy fuck. There really are thousands. And not fucked up, like the zombies, or the mutants, or anything. ℵ-4 Acheron: I don't know what we're going to do. The ship doesn't have enough space for them, and we can't just leave them. I'm going to need to get in contact with ITF Command, and then probably escalate higher… This is Ethics Committee level. ℵ-4 Naraka: Let's just focus on getting one out. ℵ-4 Acheron: Yeah. One step at a time. The green light path finishes in front of a taronyu in a suspended animation pod. ℵ-4 Naraka: Wake them up. Srungsiyu: They will wake up in one minute. The chamber unseals, and the taronyu within steps outside. They are clutching their head as their eyes apparently adjust to the light. They have a short conversation with Srungsiyu in a native language, before turning to ℵ-4 Naraka. Taronyu: You speak Ortothan? ℵ-4 Naraka: Yes. The Koru-Teusa's message traveled far, and visited my world as well as your own. They taught us the holy tongue, which remains eternal. Tayrangi Sasìlpey: Then I must introduce myself. My name is Tayrangi Sasìlpey, and I am the most senior personnel here who speaks Ortothan, apparently. Not highest overall, but… ℵ-4 Naraka: Yes, I see. My name is Karishma Chadha. This is my commander, Jason Kriezis, and my teammate, Arthur Penton. We come from a world named Earth. Tayrangi Sasìlpey: You stand on a world called Mo'ara. It is good to know that the gods have guided you to us. May they live eternal. ℵ-4 Naraka: Gods… I am sorry. Yorun-leusan is dead. Only Rakmou-leusan remains. Tayrangi Sasìlpey: When did it happen? ℵ-4 Naraka: Thirty-two years ago. It wasn't because of the loss of this world. They were swarmed by the Voruteut in the greatest invasion of the cosmos ever. Your planet wouldn't have saved them. Tayrangi Sasìlpey: I see. It's not well to dwell on the past. I must ask, however: Thirty-two years… How long have I been in stasis? ℵ-4 Naraka: By our estimation, fifty-six years. Tayrangi Sasìlpey: The Tìhawnum has failed, then. You did not wake us up early. Is the world outside still ruined? ℵ-4 Naraka: Utterly. But we are going to do something about it. I don't know what yet, but we'll figure it out. Tayrangi Sasìlpey: Do you have any ideas? ℵ-4 Naraka begins to speak, and then pauses. She turns to ℵ-4 Acheron and speaks after a few seconds of silence. ℵ-4 Naraka: Jason, what are you planning? ℵ-4 Acheron: Bring them to Earth. Only sane thing to do. ℵ-4 Naraka: Can we do that? Will we be able to? ℵ-4 Acheron: If we need to show up on the Foundation's door with thousands of refugees, that's what we'll do. This world is dead, and I know of an entire solar system of thriving planets. ℵ-4 Naraka: What if we can't convince the higher-ups? What then? ℵ-4 Acheron: Flectere si nequeo superos, acheronta movebo. If I cannot bend the will of Heaven, then I will raise Hell. I don't care I have to bring the fucking Insurgency here. They're coming to Earth. ℵ-4 Naraka looks back at Tayrangi Sasìlpey. ℵ-4 Naraka: We're going to take you back home. Our home. They're the only living worlds we know of. Tayrangi Sasìlpey: Rakmou-leusan guided you here, I know it. I have faith in vis plans. Do whatever you must. ℵ-4 Naraka: We might have to spend some time consulting our superiors, and I do not know if they- Tayrangi Sasìlpey: Then go, beseech them. I have siblings to rouse. ℵ-4 Naraka summarizes her conversation to the other members of ITF ℵ-4. They say goodbye to Tayrangi Sasìlpey, and then leave. Tayrangi Sasìlpey is observed in the background awakening more taronyu from suspended animation as they depart. ITF ℵ-4 reconvenes on the SCPS Tiberius, and begins preparations to contact Interstellar Task Force Command, the Ethics Committee and the O5 Council. Addendum 4547-2: Deliberations on Findings of Exploratory Mission 4547.4 + Summation of Decision E/O-71-T - Close file. Joint Ethics Committee / O5-Council Decision #71 - Taronyu On the recovery and integration of the taronyu into society Resolved: September 9th, 2032 Primary Deliberators: EC-1, EC-4, EC-13, O5-3, O5-7, O5-10 Issue: Action to take concerning the recently discovered "taronyu" endemic to SCP-4547. Individuals are a non-anomalous sapient species, but the only forms of transit between Earth and SCP-4547 are both anomalous and have been concealed by the Foundation. Verdict: Covertly aid taronyu in interstellar transit to Earth, with a cover story attributing their arrival as purely their own action. Following their arrival in the Sol System, publicly aid their integration efforts into baseline society, with help of agencies such as Manna Charitable Foundation. The unanimous conclusion of the Ethics Committee (13-0) following the discovery of 100,000 living taronyu in a former Tìhawnum bunker was that humanitarian aid was to be delivered to SCP-4547 and to assist the surviving taronyu. However, current secrecy protocols concerning interstellar travel complicated this decision. The public is not currently aware of Foundation involvement beyond the solar system, and thus, Foundation involvement with the recovery of the taronyu could not be made public. However, there was no way to feasibly and ethically keep them concealed from the public eye — allowing them to work covertly in the Foundation alone would be a clear case of indentured servitude. The O5 Council was unwilling to publicly reveal Foundation interstellar and faster-than-light travel methods, citing the potential dangers of unexplored space. The Ethics Committee agreed with the decision, concluding that such action could only be considered in case of an absolute last resort with no other options available. Analysis of taronyu technology revealed a single fruitful option: the usage of SCP-4547-C1, a xenoplant with anomalous psionic properties when consumed. Using SCP-4547-C1 would allow for taronyu pilots to psionically locate Earth and guide taronyu vessels through subspace,5 arriving at Earth within one month. Taronyu pilots would be able to travel through subspace by tracking the largest source of human neural oscillation patterns: Earth. This was not possible before the exposure of human neural oscillations to a taronyu operator in real space. A cover story would be disseminated that collected radio broadcasts from Earth allowed for the simulation of human neural oscillations, allowing the taronyu to use the above method without the physical presence of a human. The majority of taronyu would be given this cover story as well. The O5 Council readily accepted the usage of SCP-4547-C1, as it does not introduce a generally applicable method of FTL transit into baseline society. Without the large presence of familiar sapient life in a destination, SCP-4547-C1 cannot be used to travel faster than light — therefore, it has no practical usage for exploration. Addendum 4547-3: Ramifications of Decision E/O-71-T + Cleared for Public Consumption. - Close file. 2040 Solar System Census Report Taronyu Population Demographics Summary Of: Statistics Regarding the Taronyu Prepared By: Foundation Census Department Clearance Level: Public / General Consumption Full Report Available: April, 2112 Overview: The taronyu are the fourth major sapient species to inhabit the Sol System and the only species not native to the system, following humanity, the now absent Venusians, and the Martians. Of these, they have one of the smallest populations and most unique cultures. Taronyu society primarily defines itself around the diaspora caused by the destruction of their home planet Mo'ara, which is distantly located from the Sol System. Due to the numerous K-Class Scenarios which have occurred on Mo'ara, it is not expected that any taronyu will ever return to their home planet, nor will any humans ever step foot on the planet. These unique feelings of total loss, on a broad species level, have led to a distinct but thriving culture. Location # of Taronyu Percent of Total Callisto 57,391 51.7% Mars 26,381 23.8% Lunar Korea 12,789 11.5% Ashburn Station 8,991 8.1% Other 5,421 4.9% Location: Following their exodus from their home planet Mo'ara, the taronyu began to settle in the Sol System. As their arrival came during a period of rapid interplanetary colonization, it was common for taronyu to settle in growing or newly founded locations, rather than directly integrate into pre-existing societies. This was primarily evident in the terraforming of Callisto, which was designed to mimic Mo'ara. It now serves as the primary home of taronyu society in the Sol System, having the only population and government that is majority taronyu. Other taronyu can be found elsewhere in the Sol System, although primarily in large groups and communities. Few taronyu have established permanent residence in locations that are primarily human or Martian. A small number are itinerant, similar to other low-population species. Culture: Taronyu culture can be described in broad strokes as having two primary focuses: the celebration of destroyed elements of taronyu/Mo'ara culture (such as annihilated societies or the physical landscape of Mo'ara) and efforts to ensure the continued survival of the taronyu species into the future. These have become the primary focus of the Tìhawnum in the Sol System. As the majority of extant taronyu were directly affiliated with the Tìhawnum, these goals are common throughout the species. As a result of the first drive, there have been multiple taronyu art movements to commemorate Mo'ara, in a variety of forms. The largest of these have been an attempt at terraforming Callisto to mimic Mo'ara, which today serves as the largest location of taronyu in the Sol System. The second drive results in an increased focus on family among taronyu, and results in a general tendency towards marriage and child-rearing. It must be noted at this point (for the benefit of human readers) that taronyu reproduction is significantly different from human, and that the taronyu have six biological sexes, each capable of reproducing with any of the other five sexes. The majority of taronyu languages have gone extinct with only Vi'na, a lingua franca used by the Tìhawnum, remaining in common usage. All living taronyu speak Vi'na, and other languages have only survived through recorded media and bilingual taronyu. Ortothan also remains popular among taronyu, although it has been growing in popularity in general in the Sol System. Taronyu society currently designates three distinct divisions of taronyu: lemrey taronyu (survivors, directly rescued from Tìhawnum bunkers), lomtu taronyu (taronyu that perished on Mo'ara), and prrnen taronyu (taronyu born in the Sol System). Of these, prrnen taronyu are commonly viewed with great hope: few lemrey taronyu believed that there would be a future beyond Mo'ara. Of these, one of the most important is the seven-year-old Tayrangi Karishma (named for the human to make first contact with the taronyu), the first taronyu born in Sol. Religion: The majority of the taronyu immigrants to the Sol System tend to follow an anomalous religion, with the majority following either the Church of the Second Hytoth or the Church of the Broken God. A smaller majority follow sects similar to The Children of the Scarlet King or Fifthism. Almost all of the latter category follow unique traditions, rather than pre-existing human conditions. Taronyu integration into human/Martian society was aided in large part by the Church of the Second Hytoth, the scripture of which was already well-accepting of other alien cultures. The prior existence of worship of the Koru-Teusa among the taronyu further aided in this, as it gave legitimacy to the belief system. The Church of the Second Hytoth offered large amounts of aid to taronyu refugees shortly after their arrival in the Sol System. The same occurred in a similar capacity with the Church of the Broken God. However, polarizing differences between taronyu worship of Mekhane and human worship prevented full integration, leading to the formation of a fourth major denomination, commonly referred to as the Lefngap Syura. It is distinguished by embracing advanced technology while completely rejecting the practice of augmentation. The Reypay 'Eveng (Blood Children) and Mrrve Fpìlfya (Fifth Philosophy) are similar to the Children of the Scarlet King and Fifthism, respectively. These two religions were uncommon among the taronyu prior to the destruction of Mo'ara, but have gained prominence following it. Followers typically profess to have converted because of the actions of the Kive 'Itan Tun Koren and the Mrrve Fpìlfya on Mo'ara, during the eschaton. Of note is that the Reypay 'Eveng are significantly more peaceful and less violent than the Children of the Scarlet King, and do not share in the same eschatological beliefs as the latter. The Reypay 'Eveng state that this is because "the world has already ended once: the Ruler's Spawn came into their kingdom and died on their throne." Summary: The destruction of Mo'ara and nearly sixty years of suspended animation have had great impacts on taronyu society, but the species is generally described as hopeful, and dedicated to the continued survival of their race. In the words of Tayrangi Sasìlpey, the taronyu have traveled through great hardship to the stars. Footnotes 1. A K-Class scenario defined by the destruction or failure of an anomaly management group, typically resulting in other K-Class scenarios. 2. Formerly designated as SCP-4547-A before being declared inherently non-anomalous. 3. Literally translating to "Protectorate" 4. Approximate English translation: The Seven Spawn of the Red Ruler. 5. A subdimension of real space with inconsistent topology, theoretically possible for FTL transit. However, difficulties in navigation prevent it from actually being used for such purposes. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4547" by stormbreath, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4547. 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: moara.jpg Name: AncientMars Author: Ittiz License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia |
SCP-4548 | keter | SCP-4548 - The Hateful Star star.png is from here, and location.png is from here. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL The following file describes a hazardous, potentially hostile anomalous object, and is Level 4/4548 Classified Unauthorized access is forbidden. 4548 Item#: 4548 Level4 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: critical link to memo SCP-4548. SCP-4548 in the G-194C Cluster. Special Containment Procedures: Information relating to SCP-4548 is to be suppressed by Foundation Awareness Control teams working alongside the Records and Information Security Administration. Foundation assets located within the organizations who operate large optical and radio telescopes are to maintain systems that prohibit sensitive equipment from directly observing SCP-4548. Individuals who are affected by SCP-4548 are to be contained and remanded to local site psychological staff for evaluation. Computerized voices are to be used to communicate with subjects in the later stages of affliction1. Description: SCP-4548 is an anomalous, memetic, cosmological phenomenon with adverse effects on human cognition. SCP-4548 is a green star that appears in the night sky to persons who have previously seen SCP-4548 directly, or have been made directly aware of SCP-4548 in some fashion. Extensive analysis of individuals who have reported spontaneous awareness of SCP-4548 shows correlation with individuals who have recently experienced loss or hardship, and those who are predisposed to severe anxiety. Individuals suffering from certain schizotypal disorders appear to be at a higher risk of becoming spontaneously aware of SCP-4548. The primary anomalous effect of SCP-4548 is experienced by individuals who directly view SCP-4548 with the naked eye2. These subjects experience a variety of symptoms that gradually increase in severity over time, including anxiety, paranoia, fixation with SCP-4548, and bodily discomfort. Additionally, subjects who view SCP-4548 will begin to lose their ability to discern between various human emotions and malice. Over time this condition will worsen, and subjects will begin to experience perceived aggression from animals, plants, inanimate objects, concepts and ideas, and their own bodies. The final stages of SCP-4548 affliction typically result in subjects experiencing a total dissociation with their own identity, which they also feel hostility from. Subjects who are not terminated prior to this stage typically enter a catatonic state, and cannot be revived. Individuals in advanced stages of SCP-4548 affliction also describe hearing voices they believe originate from SCP-4548 and seeing it at all times, even if their eyes are closed or they have been blinded3. These subjects also describe vivid dreams and nightmares involving SCP-4548 that cannot be mitigated with medication intended to induce dreamless sleep. Addendum 4548.1: Interviews The following is the transcript of a series of interviews conducted with David Saito, a Canadian male of Japanese heritage, who was targeted by Foundation Awareness Control teams after expressing perceived hostility towards a therapist during a weekly appointment4. Timestamp: 05/29/2016 08:43:13 Dr. Cato: What do you feel caused your outburst towards Dr. Shann earlier this week? Saito: He just- Christ, he was doing the same thing you're doing now. Dr. Cato: What's that? Saito: This, this tone you've got- like you're disgusted with me. I know I'm a mess, alright? Shit, I didn't want to be here either. But there's no need for, for whatever this tone is. Dr. Cato: I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound hostile. I'm just trying to learn more about why you're feeling the way you feel. Saito: I already told Shann, I- I saw this thing in the sky, and it bothered me. It didn't look right. I saw it again last night, and it's like it's always there. That's why I felt uncomfortable, it made me feel uncomfortable. And then she starts in with this- this attitude about me being there, and not being able to help myself. I get it, alright? Dr. Cato: Can you tell me more about the thing you saw in the sky? Saito: What, because I'm some kind of moron, right? Dr. Cato: I don't think you're a moron. I just want to find out what it was. Saito: It was like- it was like a star. Only it wasn't right, it didn't glow like other stars. It was almost foggy, sort of hazy, like it was sick. That's how it looked, sick, and looking at it made me feel sick. Like it wasn't supposed to be there. God, it felt horrible. It's ruined my entire week, it's all I can think about. Dr. Cato: Can you tell me- Saito: What? What did I do wrong now? Dr. Cato: (Pauses) I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. We'll reconvene later, after you've had some time to relax. Timestamp: 06/11/2016 08:35:41 Dr. Cato: How are you feeling today? Saito: (Silence) Dr. Cato: Mr. Saito? Saito: I just, I don't understand why you're all so shitty with me, all the time. Even now, we're just sitting here, in these fucking uncomfortable chairs, and you're looking at me like I'm dogshit. Dr. Cato: I just want to know how you're feeling. Saito: How I'm feeling? Fine, here's how I'm feeling. Like shit. I can't fucking sleep, the food is god awful, everyone here can't stand me, and every time I look out a goddamn window in this place all I can see is that fucking thing in the sky, pounding a hole in my head. It's always there. Dr. Cato: What can you tell me about it? Saito: Oh, like you don't know. What is this, just some big ploy to make me tell you things you already know? Like I'm some sort of idiot? (Pauses) I'm just, I'm so goddamn tired of this. Dr. Cato: I'm not angry, and this isn't a trick. Saito: You're mocking me. Dr. Cato: I'm sorry. Saito: No you're not. I can see it. Every single one of you, the doctors, these guards with the guns - fuck, I bet they'd love to just put a bullet in my head. Dr. Cato: They don't. We're trying to help. Saito: I'm sure. You're doing a fuck-all job of it, then. Dragging me in here, making a fool of me, all while that thing is out there in the sky singing in my fucking head. (Silence) Saito: Even the- the table. You made everything to spite me. Dr. Cato: We didn't, I swear. (Silence) Saito: Why are you doing this to me? Timestamp: 06/24/2016 08:42:03 Note: After discussion with on-site psychology professionals, it was determined that David Saito would no longer react in any productive way to human interaction. A text-to-speech feature was used to communicate with the subject in the following interview. Dr. Cato: David. Can you hear me? Saito: (Silence) Dr. Cato: David, please answer me if you can hear me. Saito: I- I'm sorry, I haven't heard a- another voice like yours in weeks. What's your name? Dr. Cato: My name is Jane, David. I'm here to help. Saito: (Muttering) Jane, Jane. Like rain. It's a beautiful name. Dr. Cato: David? Saito: Do you know why they hate me, Jane? I thought- I thought they were disgusted with me. They thought I was less of a man because I had to go see that therapist after Ellen… (pauses) But it's more than that. I don't know. They all hate me here, Jane. Everyone in the world hates me. Dr. Cato: I don't think they hate you. Saito: They do. I've seen how they look at me. Like I'm filth. It was just the guards at first, but then it was everyone. Even the janitors, I can just sense it. I know they hate me. I don't- (sobs) Dr. Cato: It's ok, David. You'll get better. Saito: (Through tears) No I won't. I can see it, Jane. Even now, through the walls. I can see that hateful star hanging over me. It's always there. I can hear it whispering, little songs like razors over my eyelids. Sometimes… sometimes, Jane, I think I can look away, but I can't. It's always there, and then the songs get worse. Dr. Cato: What does it say to you? Saito: It sings a- a little song. Like this, va va pi da, va va pi da, va va pi da… da pi da. And I hear the song all the time. It's horrible, it's always there. Va va pi da, va va pi da, va va pi… and sometimes there are words. Little words in there, in the song, to let me know how much everything hates me. (Pauses) Dr. Cato: What's wrong? Saito: (Pauses) It says you hate me too, Jane. You don't… you don't hate me, do you Jane? Dr. Cato: I don't hate you, David. Saito: (Pauses) The floor hates me for stepping on it, the walls hate me for being inside them. The air hates me for breathing it. (Quickening pace) Water hates me for- for drinking. When it goes in me, it hurts me. Because it hates me. The light hates me. The dark hates me. (Pauses) Dr. Cato: David? Saito: You hate me, too. The star told me so. (Sobs) Why do you hate me, Jane? Timestamp: 07/02/2016 08:30:12 Dr. Cato: David. Silence. Dr. Cato: David, can you hear me? Muffled mumbling. Dr. Cato: We're going to have to keep you here for a few more days, David. The doctors want to make sure it's not infected. You lost a lot of blood. They just want to help. Muffled sobbing. Dr. Cato: David- Saito: (Weakly) Did you see the star? Silence. Saito: David sees it. Silence. Saito: It hates David. Timestamp: 08/17/2016 08:23:53 Dr. Cato: Hello David. How are you feeling today? Saito: David isn't here anymore, Jane. Dr. Cato: Who am I speaking to today? Saito: Someone else. Dr. Cato: Where is David? Saito: Where all the hated things go, Jane. He's gone to the green place, va va pi da, va va pi da. Hateful little plant in the garden, va va pi da, va va pi da da. Dr. Cato: Where are you speaking to me from? Saito: I am where David used to be. He was a wretched thing, wasn't he? His hair hated him so he pulled it out. His eyes hated him so he tore them loose. His skin hated him so he ripped it off. But none of that helped David, so he's gone. Silence. Saito: So many of you have forgotten what it's like. What it's really like. You've lost your way, all of you. That's why I'm here, Jane. To remind you what it's really like to be hated. David knows now. You all will, in time. Silence Saito: Don't be sad, Jane. Everything has its place. Love comes from the heart. Happiness is a loaded gun. Sadness is rain on a cloudy day. Va va pi da. Va va pi da. Dr. Cato: So where did you come from? Saito: Me? (Laughter) I've been up here forever, Jane, and I'm never going away. Footnotes 1. Conversation with affected subjects becomes increasingly difficult to the point of impossibility as subjects become unresponsive or lash out violently against the speaker. The use of computerized text-to-speech software has assisted with communication somewhat, though subjects over time will begin to experience perceived malice from the digital voice as well. 2. Individuals who see photographs or video of SCP-4548 describe increased feelings of anxiety and paranoia, and in some cases an extreme full-body discomfort that abates over a period of several hours to several days. Notably, experiencing SCP-4548 in this way does not appear to trigger SCP-4548's primary anomalous effect, and most subjects experience a total cessation of symptoms over time. 3. Many subjects have attempted to remove their own eyes or otherwise hinder their functionality, typically with chemicals or sharp implements. 4. Notably, the subject was seeing the therapist as part of a grief management program after the loss of his sister in a vehicle accident. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4548" by djkaktus, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4549 | euclid | A ROUNDERHOUSE Joint Coming Soon - Rounderhouse ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 3/4549 LEVEL 3/4549 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4549 Euclid Wellington Systems Testing Laboratories Special Containment Procedures: Employees of Wellington Systems Testing Laboratories have been informed that the annual SCP-4549 events are part of a performance art piece protesting Wellington Systems' animal testing policy. Foundation contacts within Wellington Systems have arranged for a Foundation front company, Security Consultancy and Policies, to handle all SCP-4549 events. During an SCP-4549 event, Wellington Systems employees are restricted to the interior of the Testing Labs until thirty minutes following the conclusion of the event. Description: SCP-4549 refers to a phenomenon which occurs on Exit ███ of Interstate-25 in New Mexico, in front of the entrance to Wellington Systems Testing Laboratories (WSTL). SCP-4549 occurs yearly on the 15th of June. Each SCP-4549 event results in the temporary appearances of SCP-4549-1 and SCP-4549-2. SCP-4549-1 are humanoid entities externally identical to baseline Homo sapiens sapiens. All SCP-4549-1 instances encountered thus far have been clothed in silicon-based jumpsuits, several of which carry complex floral patterns later identified as mild cognitohazards, able to inflict small headaches onto an observer. Ten to fifteen SCP-4549-1 instances appear at every SCP-4549 event, instantaneously appearing in a heavily modified Volkswagen Type 2 bus1. Exterior modifications to the bus include: A lengthened chassis, at 7 meters. A paint scheme with complex floral patterns, similar to the ones found on SCP-4549-1 instances. Several electromagnets spaced out over the bottom of the wheelbase, to support the added length and weight. SCP-4549-2 refers to a pair of humanoid entities also identical to baseline Homo sapiens sapiens. Both SCP-4549-2 instances dress in blue cloth based jumpsuits, and travel in a large black vehicle resembling a police SUV. SCP-4549-2 instances carry some level of authority over SCP-4549-1 instances, and usually force them to end SCP-4549 events. If approached, SCP-4549-2 instances will claim to be "only following orders" and request that any complaints be taken up with with an individual they refer to as "the advisor". The vehicle used by SCP-4549-2 instances. SCP-4549 events begin with SCP-4549-1 instances instantaneously appearing 1 to 2 kilometers away from the entrance to WSTL in their vehicle. Upon arriving at WSTL, they exit their vehicle, and begin what is believed to be a form of social demonstration. Instances have been observed exhibiting the following behaviors: Most instances will sit or stand to form a circle, each facing outward and joining hands with adjacent instances. On average, three to four of the individuals will carry a large sign with them, bearing anti-establishment phrases such as "Down with Wellington!" and "Corporate Greed, Timestream Bleeds!". One to two individuals will produce a flute or small set of drums which they will begin playing. These activities will continue for anywhere from 2 to 4 hours, at which point SCP-4549-2 instances will arrive in their vehicle, 0.5 kilometers from the entrance to WSTL. Following an aggressive exchange, SCP-4549-1 instances will hurriedly reenter their vehicle. They will attempt to distance themselves from WSTL, with SCP-4549-2 instances giving chase in their vehicle. On average, 3 minutes after departing from WSTL, all instances will vanish in a large flash of light. Camera footage reveals that SCP-4549-1 instances vanish 1.5 seconds earlier than SCP-4549-2 instances. Though the majority of SCP-4549 events are consistent in execution, a small number of recorded events have exhibited slight deviations. Anywhere from 1 to 2 hours after the beginning of the event, a significant disruption will occur within WSTL. This event consistently halts all activities in the facility, but the exact nature of each event is unique. A record of currently cataloged events is attached. Year Description of Event 1999 An unscheduled activation of the WSTL fire system, resulting in a temporary shutdown and reset of the facility computer systems. Investigation revealed no foul play, but a breach into the computer systems occurred 47 days later. 2003 The SCP-4549 event included a small speech from an SCP-4549-1 instance about a bombing that occurred at Wellington Systems Headquarters in Delaware. No such event had occurred. Approximately seven months after this, a pipe bomb was discovered en route to the building, which was then defused. 2006 The SCP-4549 event was generally more aggressive than previous events, with a specific malice toward SCP-4549-2 instances. Notably, several of the SCP-4549-1 instances were seriously injured, bearing evidence of combat such as cuts and bruises. At least 2 instances were observed holding signs bearing the words "Remember 2012". 2012 Upon the arrival of SCP-4549-2 instances, the SCP-4549-1 instances attempted to form a human wall to restrict passage. SCP-4549-2 instances exited their vehicle, forcibly broke through the wall, and proceeded to physically assault several nonresistant SCP-4549-1 instances and arrest them. Addendum: On June 15th, 2004, Foundation personnel were able to plant a small microphone at the entrance to WSTL, which was able to record the exchange between SCP-4549-1 and SCP-4549-2 instances. Foreword: At this point, the SCP-4549 event had been ongoing for 3 hours and 23 minutes. <Begin Log> SCP-4549-2 instances arrive and exit their vehicle. SCP-4549-1: Down with Wellington! Down with Wellin- SCP-4549-2: Come on, fellers. Again? How long has it been since last time, 3 months? Anyway, you know the drill. May I see your temporal licenses? SCP-4549-1: You can't suppress the people, pig! Down with Wellington! SCP-4549-2: There's nothing to suppress here, you're violating the law and you know it. SCP-4549-1: Shouldn't you be out stopping people from killing Hitler and Lee Harvey Oswald or something? SCP-4549-1 instance raises its voice and addresses the crowd. SCP-4549-1: Yeah everybody, this guy stops people from killing Hitler! What a stand-up dude! Audible cheering from other SCP-4549-1 instances. SCP-4549-2: Don't get smart with me, boy. If I don't do my job, next thing you know, some guy with about as much brains as the collective lot of you will go back in time and wind up his own grandfather. It's a slippery slope. SCP-4549-1: There wouldn't be so much temporal crime if Wellington and his cronies didn't have a monopoly on the technology for it! SCP-4549-2: That's like saying "There wouldn't be so many mid-air collisions if no-one invented jet ships!" Grow up. Are you even out of college? SCP-4549-1: I'll have you know I have a Masters in Xenostudies. SCP-4549-2: That explains a lot. You're all under arrest for retroactive changing and threatening to destabilize the time stream. There are murmurs among the SCP-4549-1 instances. SCP-4549-1: What's the matter, pig? Mad you can't turn back time to catch all of us without having to suck Wellington's fat co- SCP-4549-2: You've got ten seconds to lay down on the ground with your hand behind your head. Starting… now. SCP-4549-1: SCATTER! Ha, you can't arrest us all! A brief scuffle is heard, presumably between the previously speaking instances. The sounds of several SCP-4549-1 instances screaming becomes lower after ten seconds. A crack is heard. The SCP-4549-2 instance begins reading SCP-4549-1 their Miranda Rights. <End Log> Closing Statement: That particular SCP-4549-1 instance has not appeared at any SCP-4549 event since. Addendum: Following the recovery and analysis of this log, Dr. McCall scheduled an interview with Patrick Ross, Director of WSTL. Ross has since been designated PoI-688. Foreword: PoI-688 was under the pretense that Dr. McCall was a representative of the United States Army considering Wellington Systems for a military supply contract. Date: July 3rd, 2004 <Begin Log> PoI-688 enters the rooms and takes a seat. McCall: Howdy, Mr. Ross. PoI-688: Why hello, Lieutenant McCall! I do hope everything is to your liking. McCall: Perfectly acceptable. Let's get down to brass tacks. PoI-688: A man who knows what he wants, eh? PoI-688 laughs. McCall: Ah, sure. Now, I'm told your company specializes in experimental technologies? PoI-688 nods enthusiastically. PoI-688: That's right, Lieutenant. The weapons of tomorrow, we like to call them. Prototype body armors, electrical railguns, orbital kinetic drops. McCall: Interesting. And these are more effective than our current equipment? PoI-688: Very much so. Our research and development teams produce some of the most advanced technologies on the planet. We don't skimp out on funding them. McCall: I see. A little birdy also mentioned to me that your company is researching temporal technologies. PoI-688 pauses and visibly disturbed. PoI-688: How do you know about that? McCall: My sources are well-educated, Mr. Ross. PoI-688: I… all of our temporal research is in its conceptual stages. Not nearly ready for application. McCall: Is it a priority for Wellington Systems? PoI-688: Not now, it isn't. I'd still like to know how you acquired that information. We take informational security very seriously here, Lieutenant. McCall: I'm afraid I'm not in a position to provide that information. PoI-688: I think it's time for us to adjourn this meeting. McCall: Our people will contact you for another interview if we decide we're interested. PoI-688: Whatever you say. <End Log> Incident 4549.1: On July 28th 2004, the following email was found sent to the account of Junior Researcher Feldman. Feldman was employed by the Foundation on July 20th. However, his SCipnet email was set up on July 28th, due to a clerical error. Feldman reports that the attached email was already present in his inbox when he logged in. From: [UNDEFINED] To: Junior Researcher Jacob Feldman Subject: SCP-4549 Date: 07-03-2031 Dear Junior Researcher Feldman, This email isn't for you. You just happened to be the unlucky fellow hired by the Foundation immediately after the interview. Right about now, you should stop reading, scroll up, press the lovely little button labeled "Fwd", and type in "pcs.tenpics|53llaccm.t#pcs.tenpics|53llaccm.t". If you keep reading past this point, there's a decent chance your consciousness will be temporally scattered for all of eternity. Gotta be safe, you know? Done? Lovely. Now, hello Dr. McCall! Firstly, don't worry about any temporal scattering. The technology for that isn't widespread until the mid 2060s. Apologies for the middle-man, but it's easier to send an email to an account that will be created at a certain date than send one back to an address that already exists. I'm sure you understand, you're educated with temporal anomalies. Which leads me to our issue. Your actions in regards to SCP-4549 are already destabilizing the Wellington stream, fragile as it sits. We understand that the actions of the layabouts forced your hand, but it would be in both of our interests if you refrained from further investigating. Wellington's near monopoly over legal temporal travel allows us to more effectively police and regulate it, and trying to nip their technology in the bud is only going to result in more fools like those mucking around where they don't belong. Just relax, and let our people deal with it like we always have. Good talk. Don't bother replying. Regards, Thaddeus Xyank Secure, Contain, Protect Footnotes 1. This bus remains constant throughout each SCP-4549 event. 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SCP-4550 | keter | WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS LEVEL 3/4550 CLASSIFIED ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT LEVEL 3/4550 AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION. Main Facility Item #: SCP-4550 Special Containment Procedures: Personnel working with SCP-4550 are specialised cognitohazard containment teams, each headed by Level 4 personnel. Said containment teams are required to take part in a re-evaluation course every six months. Electronic equipment/communication devices are not permitted within 50 metres of SCP-4550's outer containment zone outside of controlled exploration. The remains of personnel presumed MIA/KIA are not to be retrieved, even if the above procedures are followed. Any electronic device believed to be carrying SCP-4550's effects is to be immediately incinerated or otherwise destroyed. MTF Eta-10 ("See No Evil") are to maintain one primary and three backup emergency telegram communication lines, connected to the outer containment zone. Since initial discovery, all exploration and extraction of SCP-4550-A is to be performed by remotely controlled drones. Description: Currently, the accepted understanding of SCP-4550-2 indicates that it is a type of electronic cognitohazard or memetic phenomenon. SCP-4550-2 is capable of propagating through electronic equipment, and is presumed to trigger immediately when visually observed1. SCP-4550-1 is an unregistered but fully operational Foundation Site located close to [REDACTED], USA, which either houses or is the source of SCP-4550-2. No records or witness accounts of this Site have been found. However, security codes from Foundation personnel are able to unlock doors and the Foundation seal is present on the structures, systems and materials within the facility. Whether SCP-4550-2 is directly connected to SCP-4550-1 itself or an infohazardous object inside is unknown. Any person, regardless of prior Foundation employment, exposed to SCP-4550-2 becomes convinced that they are employed at SCP-4550-1 and will presumably lose memory of their prior life. Moreover, those exposed (designated hereafter as SCP-4550-A) will treat SCP-4550-1 as the only legitimate Foundation Site and assume that other Foundation establishments are faux. So far, all attempts at communication have been met with hostility. 84% of captured SCP-4550-A were in possession of Foundation IDs that were tested and confirmed to be authentic2. Research into the personnel archive of global Foundation personnel records indicate the possibility that SCP-4550 somehow tampers with records as well as memories. SCP-4550 received its classification following a hostile dialogue between the Foundation Intelligence Department and the Global Occult Coalition; the GOC had lost an intelligence team to SCP-4550 and summarily interpreted it as a hostile action on the Foundation's part. Shortly afterwards, SCP-4550 received its classification. The absence of SCP-4550-1 (marked Site-█ on recovered IDs) in digital archives suggest anomalous tampering, as records are spread around globally and fractured in the case of foul play. Investigation by Rho-9 ("Technical Support") and Foundation archivists uncovered that information about the former Site-█ is present in outdated paper records. According to said archives, Site-█ was decommissioned and demolished in 1958 after an outbreak of multiple SCPs destroyed the majority of the structure. No information prior to and after this incident has been recovered. Addendum A Exploration Performed exploration, while resulting in loss of personnel, provides additional insight in the spread of SCP-4550-2 + Exploration log 4550-1 - Close NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The following material has been confirmed clear of any known cognitohazardous material. However, personnel diagnosed to be sensitive to cognitohazards are required to consult their available Containment Specialists to be granted permission to view this document. — Containment Specialist Stevens, RAISA SCP-4550-1, capture by drone Exploration Video Log Transcript Date: 07/02/2016 Exploration Team: Remote Exploration Team Tau-1 (DETT-1) Subject: SCP-4550 Team Lead: Operator Simon Belle Team Members: Assistant Operator Juan Sanchez [BEGIN LOG] Command: Are we ready for deployment? Drone operator: Yeah, we have been for two hours. We need to infiltrate one of our own Sites, security and all. This isn't like exploring some old house or abandoned school building. We don't have any blueprints, but they hope the ventilation system will take the clearance codes we got from the people that Larry3 brought back. C: Understood. You are cleared to launch. D: Copy that. Sanchez, wake the drone up. We deploy 200 metres above the target. Focus on the blind spot between the air duct and the western wall. A: The blind spot that we presume is a blind spot? You got it. Drone deploys from 200 metres above SCP-4550 from a weather balloon. Camera feed activates and displays SCP-4550's rooftop. For the next 30 seconds, the drone steadily lowers the altitude to 63 meters. No activity outside of SCP-4550. C: Anything? D: Nope. What would we do if we thought a drone was spying on us? C: Wait until it lowers below 50 metres and destroy it remotely. D: I was afraid you'd say that. Drone dives to 55 meters before hovering in place. D: So… we know this can spread through the video feed? The effect, I mean? C: That has been confirmed. D: So in other words- C: Do not get caught. D: Understood. Lower her down, Sanchez. Nice and easy. Drone continues descend. Target air duct is now clearly visible through camera feed. The drone hovers 2 metres above the target and attempts to remotely activate maintenance shaft. D: Isn't this going to trip an alarm or something? C: Correct. However, as long as the codes are valid, it will be viewed as routine maintenance. From SCP-4550-A instances, we confirmed that maintenance is scheduled to be performed today. D: We got through. Camera feed shows target airduct opening in its entirety. Drone lands and switches to driving mode. C: We have 30 minutes until the actual maintenance crew arrives. D: Copy that. I'm trusting you, chief. [Inhales and exhales audibly] Don't get us brainwashed okay? I don't pull off the tinfoil hat look well. Drone enters SCP-4550's air vent system. Movement is minimal to reduce noise and the on-board flashlight is activated. The camera system flickers occasionally. Microphone picks up muffled speech from adjoining rooms, as well as unidentified vocalisation similar to animal snarls. D: Do we have tabs on what they're actually containing here? C: Unconfirmed hypothesis. The paper archives show multiple SCPs that were never recovered from the outbreak of 1958. It stands to reason that they are contained here. D: Where do they even get the money to keep this going? C: Unknown. D: Right. We're coming up to a lightsource here. C: Make sure to deactivate your own. D: This ain't my first rodeo, captain. Drone arrives in a supply duct. Visual feed show what appears to be a cafeteria. Multiple SCP-4550-A are present. D: Hm… C: Status. D: I don't know if this means anything, but they are dressed weird. The girls are wearing skirts all the way to the floor and the guys look like the Apollo 13 control crew. C: Clarify. A: He means like, they all wear old-timey suits. Fourties or fifties. Did the Site work with objects that screwed with time? C: Unknown. D: Yeah, see that Sanchez? Look at that phone, it's a rotary phone. They must either be hipsters or there is something wrong here. D: What the… Sanchez? Come look at this. C: Status. D: It's not… [a chair is being moved, presumably to give operator Sanchez a clear view of the feed] Sanchez, isn't that… Sanchez: She seems so familiar. C: Repeat, status. D: We… we're not sure. There's someone here that's… deja vu, you know? C: No, I don't. Operator Belle, deactivate the drone. Do not look directly at the video feed. I repeat, do no- D: Sanchez, look! That's Milly4! What [PAUSE] what the fuck am I doing? Sanchez? Why are we… A: Is this some kind of trick? Why are we spying on our own people? Who the fuck is this? C: This is command, snap out of it! Abort the mission, we can still- [Audio feed registers sound of either the drone operator or assistant (now SCP-4550-A-1 and SCP-4550-A-2) attempting to exit the observation booth, which is locked from the outside in case of cognitohazard exposure.] C: Lose this channel. Audio connection is terminated. C: [Sighs] God damn it. Have ETA-10 put those two in containment. 4550-A personnel designation. Turn the log off. We're done. [END LOG] Addendum B Blackbox data Update: While the raid on SCP-4550 has resulted in the loss of the entirety of the raid squadron, an encrypted signal was broadcast from the personal blackbox of agent ███████5 + Access Blackbox Data - Close AUDIO LOG Capture sent to command 3 minutes before first audio entry. DATE: [23/12/20██/14:00/Exploration Log 12] NOTE: [Name: Agent Gabriel Romero] [Agent number: 2738-9322 (does not match personnel record)] [BEGIN LOG] TIME: [14:02] I think I went too far ahead from the group. The door from… I think this is a broom closet - it closed on me. And erm… a good ten minutes of exploring this tiny space has shown no crack, no vents, and no tools I can use to somehow open the door. I'm not even sure I want to. Let the record show, should this be found, that I did try banging on the door, but the sound was muffled on both sides and I don’t believe that they heard me. I can't get a hold of Perez or Norton - I haven’t heard anyone else for a while now, either. So, I flipped over the Foundation’s Standardised Exploration Form (EF1) and I erm, started writing. There is a dim motion-activated light on the wall; I can just about see. I don’t think we have an insider record yet of what happens here, when it happens here, how it happens here… Not at my clearance level anyway - so maybe my mission isn’t a total loss if I record myself slowly… becoming not myself. TIME: [14:13] They say, much like a motorcycle accident, it isn’t a matter of if you have an accident with an anomalous item, but when. I guess my number came up, and it was my own fault, Everything seems so very normal here. Even though I am definitely trapped and well-know what happens to Agents who become MIA here. I mean, it’s far from the most unnerving place I could be. It's almost more unnerving being so dull. I more expected to be taken down by some otherworldly horror, but I will forever be a cautionary tale for new recruits, I think. One of those vids they show the newbies. ''Never scout ahead alone, greenies. Don't be an idiot like Gabriel, whoever that was.'' I feel normal, too. Dumb. Embarrassed. But normal. Maybe the paperwork was right when they told of uncertainty about how this place works – the rest of the force could be along any second and free me, or I could be here for a while and… die of starvation, whilst fully aware of how cocky I was. My watch says it’s ten past two now. It’s worthwhile me devoting some more time trying to figure out if there’s a way out of here. TIME: [14:30] I threw the watch across the room. It was mocking me. I close my eyes, and I try to picture people. But the images are weird, their faces blurred, and their bodies are twisted, like they're broken. They are…not what I know they should be. Sometimes, I can see their faces, and they have disappointment on them. I try to make myself remember things. Who I am, what my name is, what happens to make me come here, why I even wanted to join the Foundation in the first damn place – anything to check I’m not forgetting, not yet. Researchers would about give their left arms to figure out how this place works, but I’m the one trapped in the middle of it. Dumb reason or not, I doubt any of them would care about the fact I’m here. It's bitterly unfair that, at the end of their workday, they can go home. To the family they remember, and I’ll still be here, and I won’t be me. Wish I started a family. Did I? I thought earlier I heard voices, but maybe it’s the isolation playing tricks on me – it’s not been that long, I don’t think, but it’s amazing how dark your own mind can become without the existence of other people. I don’t mean dark-morbid, I mean bits of my brain feel like they’re turning themselves off. The lights are on, but nobody’s home. Maybe that’s less isolation, and more of a symptom. I don't know what my last name is. TIME: [15:54] I try to think about what I’ll miss the most, then I’ll forget what it is, then I’ll have to start all over again. I think - I think of something different each time, but I couldn’t really tell you for sure. Sucks to be you, Researchers – turns out, when someone’s losing their mind, they’re not exactly a reliable witness. I don't remember why I'm talking into this box. It makes me feel better though It’s slowly catching up to me that I think I can only remember things that happened in the last year. The last month. The last week. I think I remember a baby, but then its face disappears, and it’s replaced by one of a rabbit. I think I remember long hair tickling my nose whilst in a loving embrace, but then the other person disappears and I’m hugging the air. I think I remember burnt rice (blue?) and anger, softened at the corners by a smile, but then he’s dead on the ground, and I think that’s a memory that hasn’t happened yet, which I guess makes it not a memory at all. Either way, I know I’m steadily losing me. Maybe if I flip over the form and read the notes there, I’ll be able at least to remember how I came to be in this mess. But I’m scared to, because these notes have a strange familiarity to them. They feel like Déjà vu. What if changing the paper somehow removes every memory from my mind? I keep checking back on myself and I’m dismayed to realise I think I’ve forgotten even more, if that makes sense. I think I’ve forgotten… I'm writing everything I know on here. TIME: [16:30] [Sounds of a pencil on paper] You work for the Foundation, the funding…no light, they live in the light so we die in the dark. Monsters and demons and teacups and prying eyes peering through a blood-red sky. Breathing, living expansive houses that sing on the last day- Focus, Gabriel! You work for the… you work… God damn it. TIME: [16:42] Have I forgotten now? Yes? No? Maybe? Tall-man-smell-of-tobacco-blood-salt Try to picture his face and it’s nothing. Try to collect my thoughts into a neat little bundle and they scatter like scared animals. Try to remember this is for the Greater Good and I feel sick. Please, for the love of everything, let me R E M E M B E R Him. TIME: [17:02] You don't work here. Your name is Gabriel and… you work with someone called… Gabriel. But he doesn't work here. I don't either. No wait, I'm Gabriel. I'm hungry. I can't remember when I last ate. I want to go home. Why don't I know anything? There's something bad outside. I think. TIME: [17:32] The next I know, I’m sitting in this room. Muffled shouting is outside. A clipboard is on my lap. A standardised form. EF1 stands boldly in one corner alongside a symbol. Yes/no/maybe questions. Gabriel Romero? That name sits awkwardly with me. But an Agent? Yes/no/maybe I’m an Agent. I stand, and wait to be greeted by the blur of voices outside. TIME: [17:50] Hey Belle! Let me out, damn it! It's not funny the first time, it's not funny the third either! [Microphone picks up the sound of an automatic door sliding open] Jesus, that's bright. Is this one of your pranks again, Bel- Oh, it's you. [Unknown]: Erm, Romero? Why are you in a closet? I thought you came out of that years ago. You're a fucking comedian. Where's Belle? I'm pretty sure he locked me in here. I want to congratulate him on his hilarious joke. [END LOG] Addendum C Termination The feasibility of termination or otherwise neutralising SCP-4550 is currently under investigation. Multiple proposals are currently heavily debated. Notice: Clearance level 4550/4 or higher are required to view this addendum. Please submit your username and password below. ID e91e91f6411b0a64abad7e0773f45d13_1734915655 PASSWORD c7f246d6d054a43bb69c03528c34317c_1734915655 Login Logout Access granted. Your session has been logged. PROPOSED PROTOCOLS Tau (''Live and let live'') The Foundation will keep monitoring SCP-4550 indefinitely, only interfering when SCP-4550 poses a clear threat to the secrecy of the Foundation or anomalous objects. No other actions, hostile or otherwise, will be taken without prior provocation. Theta (''Asphyxiate'') SCP-4550 will be contained permanently by physically obstructing entry or exit by any means. This will result in the termination of all SCP-4550-A instances and might neutralise the anomaly. However, this proposal poses a significant risk of anomalous objects or entities breaching containment and may result in a significant loss of life and resources should the containment measures be inadequate. Omega (''Hammer'') Physical destruction of SCP-4550 in its entirety through weapons of mass destruction. Impractical to execute without alerting the general populace but considered to have a higher chance of neutralising SCP-4550 and the anomalies contained within permanently. Footnotes 1. although there is at least one recorded exception in the form of physical presence inside SCP-4550-1 2. Captured outside of SCP-4550-1; no attempt to detain -A inside of SCP-4550-1 has been made. 3. Lawrence █████ led his team through several SCP-4550-A recovery missions. Status: Missing. 4. Identity unknown 5. There are no personnel records of an agent by this name. It is presumed that this agent was exposed to SCP-4550-2 and is now an instance of SCP-4550-A. |
SCP-4551 | safe | Item #: SCP-4551 Level 2 Clearance Threat Level: Green ● Engraving of SCP-4551 from the 'Prayer of Roseafar'. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4451 is to be stored in an anechoic chamber1. A commercially produced bell muffler is to be placed into the interior of SCP-4551 when not in testing. Containment Update: In order to control rust build-up, SCP-4551 is to be cleaned with a 20% electrolytic solution of white vinegar mixed with salt, once per day and re-cleaned after testing. This process is to be performed inside SCP-4551's anechoic chamber. Furthermore, in order to prevent severe oxidation to occur on SCP-4551's surface, renaissance oil is to be doused daily. This oil is to be blessed by a member or decendent of Roseafar. Description: SCP-4551 is an ornate iron funeral bell, constructed during the late 1300s in Roseafar, Scotland. When SCP-4551 is rung, it produces a clear note in E♭3, which causes an illusion (SCP-4551-1) to appear to the ringer for a period of up to ten minutes.2 SCP-4551-1 illusions appear to be incorporeal, partially-translucent figures with a physical appearance identical to a deceased individual whom the ringer had an interpersonal relationship with. The following has been observed during interactions between a ringer and an SCP-4551-1 illusion: The ringer maintains that the SCP-4551-1 illusion is the 'soul' of a deceased individual. Ringers report that the SCP-4551-1 illusions converse about past memories shared between the ringer and SCP-4551-1. SCP-4551-1 illusions engage in endearing behavior such as giving compliments and easing doubts when emotionally 'close' to the ringer, and engage in negative3 behavior when 'distant' to the ringer. An engraving of an SCP-4551-1 illusion, also from Prayer of Roseafar. It has been observed that the time frame in which an SCP-4551-1 illusion persists for, is based upon the decibel rating that was produced. For more information, please see the table below. SCP-4551-1 Decibel Rating and SCP-4551-1 Time. Close File. Please note, the following decibel ratings are rounded. Decibel rating during ringing: Length of time that an SCP-4551-1 illusion persisted for: <40 dB No effect. 40 dB 4 minutes. 60 dB 6 minutes. 80 dB 8 minutes 100 dB 10 minutes. >100 dB No effect. Update: Rust has been documented occurring on SCP-4551, with about 3 mm2 of rust occuring daily, generally forming around the base of the bell. As of █/██/████, it has been discovered that when a human subject rings SCP-4551 while the object is rusted4, a cognitohazard occurs in which the memory of a deceased individual is completely forgotten by the ringer. For more information, please see addendum no. 3. It is currently unknown what will occur if SCP-4551 is rung while fully rusted. The Prayer of Rosefar, a holy book from the region, describes SCP-4551's rust effect in the following manner: Rust and Man' Transcript. Close Text. Hawk! Man com and se, that such a memoy iss vieweable fore suxh a briaght momenat; but ala's my sun, my dughter, for all of God's mircles, a pric iz to be peid.5 From ur fatheras, from uer mother's, dead and barrow. They 'old Devil's blood, stained on teh bel. Let ye thinke: Hath memory desevred bloodshed, agoeny suffreing? Thy God only know, only jusdge, when our holy gost if our loved ones comes blesed true.6 Addendum No. 1: History and Recovery Information: SCP-4551 was originally discovered in Roseafar7, Scotland, a secluded and autonomous village located near the Scottish capital of Edinburgh. Roseafar, Scotland. Originally a dead bell8, SCP-4551 was used by citizens in the village, for religious ceremonies and festivals. According to a senior member of Roseafar, Fr. George Albert, SCP-4551 was considered to be a holy item, and was used to wish for harvests and to celebrate and revere dead members of the community. A special ceremony known as the 'Gost of God' was conducted to remove rust from SCP-4551, and to prevent deceased members from being forgotten by the population of the village. This ceremony required a dying member of the community to baptize the bell. A special song was sung during the ceremony, viewable as a transcript below. Gost Of God' Transcript. Close Text. Maen, caome send sae aend sell dead maen Shael liea, whean that comaes based and baerre, era have noathing wean we away faed, well tha t we cares foare is worams, Escaeot flat which we dka for God's sake, wea have naothing ready but God's Goetz and a latest memy.9 Ghost' sightings and reports of paranormal activity were frequent in the area surrounding Roseafar, with the local area using the sightings as a method to attract tourism to the region. These sightings had not been taken seriously until April 9th, 2005, when, during a mass offered in Edinburgh for the recently deceased Catholic Pope John Paul II, SCP-4551 was rung, triggering the appearance of 23 instances of SCP-4551-1. The presiding priest, Roseafar native Fr. George Albert, confessed to removing SCP-4551 and moving it to Edinburgh for this mass. Foundation agent Lilly Amarte confiscated SCP-4551 at the ceremony, and George Albert and the congregation were detained, and given class-A amnestics. Addendum No. 2: SCP-4551 Testing Log Five tests were conducted with SCP-4511, viewable below. Currently, SCP-4551 summons SCP-4551-1 instances regardless of the ringer's place of birth. SCP-4551 Test Results. Close Test Results. Subject: Identity of SCP-4551-1 Duration of manifestation (Minutes) . First words or activity performed by an SCP-4511-1 illusion. Last words spoken or activity performed by an SCP-4551-1 illusion. Summary of Interaction. Dr. ███ Welling. █████ Welling. (grandfather) 10 'My, you've grown! How is school going?' 'Well, it seems I got to head back to the old-homestead. I love you, ███. Until we meet again!' Dr. Welling and her Grandfather conversed for ten minutes, with her grandfather asking questions about school and how her day to day life has been so far. Dr. ███ Bellclaire. Honey (childhood dog) 6 Friendly bark. Sad whimper. Subject and Dr. Bellclaire played catch with a tennis ball in lab A51, then spent the later time on a short walk. Dr. ███ Lee. ████ Long. (ex-girlfriend) 2 'I told you, I didn't want to see you again.' I told you, I told you. I didn't love you as much as you loved me, or as much as you thought I did. I never did, and you need to accept that. It isn't healthy to dwell on one person again and again. You did the same thing when we dated. You need to move on. Subject apologized for flaws in the relationship, and stated that he had always loved her. SCP-4551-1 illusion vanished shortly after. D-5192 ███ Rouse. (murder victim) 8 I told you to leave! I… I know you are sorry, but, I can't forgive you. You have to live with this. You have to live what you did to me, how can I forgive you, for what you did? I can't, I can't. D-5192 confessed guilt to his victim for the murder charge, but she refused to forgive him. D-102 ████ Piero (father). 10 Hey, kid. I know. You're right, you always were. Ten minutes isn't enough to make up for everything, but I wanted to tell you that no matter what I did and before, I still do love you, and I still loved you then. Take care of mom and the kids for me, please, tell them I'm sorry too. I promise that… D-1072 and her father discussed her childhood, and apologized for his lack of involvement with the family. D-1072's Father apologizes, with D-102 accepting, as both reconcile. Addendum No. 3: Rust Test As SCP-4551 produces a cognitohazardous effect when rung, testing has been been put forth to judge if SCP-4451 when rusted can act as a rudimentary amnestic. The following tests had been conducted by Dr. Amie Amarte and Dr. Lucy Daniels, tested on D-4515. SCP-4451 Rust Test. Close. SCP-4451- Rust Test Video Log Transcript Date: 6/6/20██. Experiment Lead: Dr. Amie Amarte, Dr. Lucy Daniels. Subject: SCP-4551 (Rusted.) D-4515. [BEGIN LOG] 700 Hours: D-4515 is brought into SCP-4551's containment chamber. Dr. Daniels: D-4515, before you ring SCP-4511, I have a few questions to ask you. D-4515: Yes, Doctor. Dr. Daniels: Good. First, where were you born? D-4515: Hammersfield, Southwestern Wales. Dr. Daniels: And your mother and father? D-4515: Roseafar, Scotland. Dr. Amarte: Do you have a family member, friend, or even pet that has died? D-4515: My mother. Dr. Daniels: Her name, D-4515? D-4515: Yeah, her name is, or um, was Beatrice Saifield. Dr. Daniels: (to Dr. Amarte) We have her on file? Dr. Amarte: Yeah, we do. POI following the bust at Roseafar. Dr. Amarte: Ring SCP-4551 for me, D-4515. Thank you. 703 Hours: D-4515 rings SCP-4551 which produces a note of E♭3. Nothing appears during the duration of the ringing. 704 Hours: D-4515 is silent, along with Dr. Daniels and Dr. Amarte. Dr. Daniels: D-4515, who is your father? D-4515: Floyd Saifield. Dr. Daniels: And who is your mother? D-4515: I don't know, Doctor. I only know my father. 710 Hours: Dr. Amarte holds a picture of Beatrice Saifield, D-4515's mother. Dr. Amarte: Who is this to you? D-4515: I don't know who that is, Doctor. Dr. Amarte: Do you remember seeing this photo or face at all? D-4515: I told you, no. Dr. Amarte: Have you heard of Roseafar? D-4515: Pardon? Dr. Amarte: Oh, I see. One last question. Have you seen this bell before? She holds up a picture of SCP-4551. D-4515: No, I haven't. Never have I. Dr. Daniels: I see, thank you D-4515. That is all. [END LOG] UPDATE: SCP-4551 behaves as a rudimentary amnestic, able to produce an effect in which the ringer will completely forget the memory of the individual summoned during a rusted ringing of SCP-4551. Family members and those related are not affected. Currently, the only long term side effect is clinical depression, and periods of muteness. D-4515 Follow-Up Interview. Close. D-4515 Follow-Up Interview. Date: 1/28/20██ Experiment Lead: Dr. Amie Amarte, Dr. Lucy Daniels. Subject: D-4515 [BEGIN LOG] 1200 Hours D-4515 is brought into interview room 361, meeting with Dr. Daniels, and Dr. Amarte. Dr. Daniels: Please be seated. D-4515, we have a few questions to ask you. D-4515: Yes. Dr. Amarte: Good. Firstly, what do you see here? (She holds up a photo of SCP-4551.) D-4515: A bell, I guess. It looks old, very rusty. Dr. Amarte: Do you remember seeing this object before at all? D-4515: No. Dr. Parsy: What is this to you? (She holds up a picture of SCP-4551's Containment Chamber.) D-4515: A room, but the walls are weird, lots of angles. Never seen it before. Dr. Amarte: All right then, next question. Is your mother named Beatrice Saifield? D-4515: No. I don't know who my mother was. Dr. Amarte: Do you have a father? D-4515: My father was named Floyd. Dr. Daniels: Last question, who is this, to you? (She holds up a picture of D-4515's mother.) D-4515: I don't know who that is. I've never seen her. Dr. Amarte: I see. That is all, D-4515. We will return you back to your cell. [END LOG] Dr. Amarte's Note: It was about a year or so since we conducted the test involving SCP-4551 and D-4515. The subject seems to have completely forgotten the memory of their own mother, not even able to recognize her from a photo. How frightning… We might be able to use SCP-4551 as an emergency amnestic, but the overall scope is going to be pretty limited. Might only be for Roseafar, but I don't know just yet. I don't think it occurs with a location or memory, just a person. And besides that, the after-effects may be too severe. Yet it’s not as though there aren’t just as many ethical issues with our standard source of amnestics… But is it //right? I just feel a tinge guilty, erasing a man's memory from him. Imagine if the some old coot doctor done the same to me. If they made me forget her. Like I did with the man's mother. For now though. I'll put those feelings aside. I have to talk to Daniels.// Family Memory Test. Close. Family Memory Test. Date: 5/19/20██. Subject: Laura Siefield (D-4515's sister) Team Members: Dr. Amie Amarte, Dr. Lucy Daniels. [BEGIN LOG] 1300 Hours: (Laura Siefield is brought into Interview room 171) Dr. Amarte: Hello, Laura. We have a few questions we would like to ask you. We are doing a test on memory for the University of Scotland. Do you see these two pictures? (Dr. Daniels holds up a photo of SCP-4551, and SCP-4551's containment chamber.) Laura: I do. Dr. Amarte. What is the first? Laura: Its a bell, pretty too. Dr. Amarte: And the second? Laura: Some sort of room; weird angles. Never seen it before. Dr. Amarte: I see. Next Question. Who is your mother? Laura: My mother was named Beatrice Siefield. A clergymember, from Scotland, Roseafar or something. I've never been, being born in the states, but I'd like to visit, after all, Scotland is- Dr. Amarte: That's all we need to know. Is this her? (Dr. Amarte holds up a photo of Laura Siefield's mother.) Laura: Oh, yeah, that's her at right. Dr. Amarte: Good. Last question, do you have a brother? Laura: Yeah, yeah, I do. I haven't seen him in ages, but I have one. Dr. Amarte: Interesting. That is all. Thank you for your time. Laura: Don't mention it, Doctor. [END LOG] Addendum No. 4: Aftermath and Funeral Note: The following information and messages where written two years after the intital SCP-4551 interview and tests. Dr. Amarte's Note. Close File. Daniels, I'll cut the pleasantries. I want to see her again. I can't go on with my work, I keep thinking of her. You know, me and her, we've been married for almost 35 years. I'm old, Daniels, I'm old. We both know my time here is short. But before I leave, I want to say goodbye to her. I'm asking for permission to use SCP-4551. Just for a moment, please. I want to say goodbye for her. I never got the chance too, and quite frankly, neither did you. You know, she was from Rosefar, she found the damned thing. Its only appropriate, Daniels. Let this be the last thing I do here. Let my last moment be a happy one, please. Dr. Lucy Daniel's note. Text to show while opened I'll cut the pleasantries too, Amie. You've been a damn fine doctor here, and Lilly was a damn fine agent too. Both of you have been. Okay, okay, Amie, I'll do it with you. I can weasel my way out of this, don't worry. You're right, she deserves this as much as you do. Meet me at the lab tomorrow, before noon. I'll let Albert know. He is a priest, Amie. From Roseafar, like Lilly. Funeral Audio Log. Close. AUDIO LOG Date 9/16/20██. Subject: SCP-4551, Lilly Amarte. Team members: Dr. Amie Amarte, Dr. Lucy Daniels, Fr. George Albert. [BEGIN LOG] 800 Hours: Dr. Amarte, Dr. Lucy Daniels and Foundation Father George Albert enter SCP-4551's containment chamber. Dr. Amarte, Dr. Daniels, Fr. Albert: Man com & se how schal alle ded li: wen yolk comes bad & bare, moth have ben ve awaẏ fare: All ẏs wermēs yt ve for care:— bot yt ve do for god ẏs luf ve haue. O' Gost O' God, heav bles haue. Gost, one last memoy. 802 Hours: Dr. Amarte rings SCP-4551. 803 Hours: An SCP-4551 illusion is summoned, Lilly Amarte. Dr. Amarte: Lilly. Fr. Albert: Oh, Lilly, daateer of oure father, child of Roseafar, may yow heer oure voicees. We shal remember yow, from today until eternity, untiel we are reninited at last. Oure holy gost, oure byll rynger. Blessed be.10 Dr. Amarte: Lilly, my love. I am able to say goodbye to you, without the doctors and bandages. It feels so wonderful to see you again, and yes, this will be for the last time, but, seeing you again, saying that I love you… It means a lot to me. I'm sorry, I sound so corny… Agent Lilly: You do, Amie. You do. I wouldn't have it any other way, though. I love you too, more then anything. Thank you, Amie. Lucy. Father. You don't know how long it has been, and how long I've been alone. But seeing you all again, knowing that I'm remembered, not forgotten… I thank you. Fr. Albert: Bles us, bles us all for enternity, for iur child ha's been renembered at last11. 808 Hours: The SCP-4551-1 illusion vanishes. 810: Dr. Amarte, Dr. Daniels, and Father Albert leave SCP-4551's containment chamber putting the object back, then, part ways. [END LOG] Later, at Roseafar, three days after the funeral incident, Drs. Amarte, Daniels and Father Albert were intercepted by Foundation operatives at Lilly Amarte's Grave. All three have been detained, with the outcome is pending. Footnotes 1. A soundproofed room, designed to completely absorb reflections of either sound or electromagnetic waves. 2. See the decibel rating table for more information. 3. Hostile, distant and inpersonal behavior. 4. SCP-4551 needs to have 50% of its area covered in rust for the cognitohazard to occur. 5. Modern English Translation: Hark! Man come and see that such a memory is viewable for such a bright moment; but alas, my son, my daughter, for all of God's mighty miracles, this has such a price to pay. 6. Modern English Translation: From your fathers, from your mothers, dead and burried. The Devil came for their blood, now stained on our bell. Let one think; Has the memory deserved bloodshed, agony and suffering? Our God only knows, only judge, when our holy ghost of our loved ones becomes blessed true. 7. Also spelled 'Rosefar' 8. A bell used by the Catholic Church in the Middle Age, used to drive evil spirits away during funerals, and offer comfort to the dead. 9. Modern English Translation: Man, come and see: See how all dead men shall lie. When that comes bad and bare, we have nothing when we away fare: all that we care for is worms:—except for that which we do for God's sake, we have nothing ready but God's ghost, and a last memory. 10. Modern English Translation: Oh, Lilly, daughter of our father, child of Roseafar, may yow heer oure voicees. We shall remember you, from today until eternity, until we are reunited at last. Our holy ghost, our blessed ringer. Blessed be. 11. Modern English Translation: Ah, hark to glory, my Father. Bless us, bless us all for eternity, for our child has been remembered at last. |
SCP-4552 | safe | SCP-4552 as seen from a distance. Item #: SCP-4552 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4552 is to be surrounded by a chain-link fence 2 meters high and watched by at least two armed guards at all times. Test subjects assigned to SCP-4552 have authorization for access, but must notify the Site Director before accessing SCP-4552 and must record all activity related to it. Civilians visiting the area are permitted to take pictures of the site, but trespassing of the chain-link fence is strictly prohibited. No imagery of the Foundation is to be kept on site, as the public may take note of the Foundation’s existence. All personnel assigned to SCP-4552 must be wearing an official Irish Army uniform as opposed to the standard Security Officer uniform. Description: SCP-4552 is the remains of a sandstone castle located around 12 kilometers west of Dingle, County Kerry, Ireland. The site is officially recognised as “Minard Castle” by the Republic of Ireland. The ruins consist of a rectangular tower house, constructed from roughly dressed sandstone blocks secured by a strong adhesive. All four corners of the castle's base were blown off during a siege led by Oliver Cromwell, former Lord Protector of the British Commonwealth. All occupants of the castle were either killed or forced to retreat, leaving the site in a state of disrepair. The lives of those that inhabited the castle remain mostly undiscovered to the Foundation and local historical societies, other than four diary entries (SCP-4552-01 through SCP-4552-04) written by a domestic servant who had previously helped maintain the premises (See Addendum 4552.1). Any personnel who enters the tower house of SCP-4552 will begin to hallucinate a dense fog, cutting them off from the outside world. The voice of a deceased loved one will then call out to them, often attempting to apologise or comfort the subject (If the subject hasn't lost an acquaintance in the course of their lifetime, no hallucination will occur). A vision of the loved one will approach the subject, often placing a hand on their shoulder or embracing them. The individual can interact with and speak to the vision for approximately 1 minute, after which the vision and fog will fade. Before the hallucination ends, it has always delivered the following verse: Allies have come and gone. Some leave with or without choice, Others remain in the world behind me. We are the same. Too mournful of the past, Too terrified of the future. Welcome to my sandstone Hell. Note: These hallucinations will not activate if two or more personnel enter SCP-4552 at a time. Additionally, those who do not enter the tower house are unable to see or hear the hallucinations, but can still hear the subject within SCP-4552. Addendum 4552.01: The following diary entries were recovered from within SCP-4552, found in a partially rotted chest within the castle's cellar. They have been translated from a form of Munster Irish to English. + SCP-4552-01 (Request Permission) - Access Granted Today was exhausting. Something appeared to be on Master’s mind. He seemed… Distressed? Jumpy? The Mistress was summoned by her parents recently, but she’ll be back by tomorrow evening, right? Apparently Master had requested the number of guards be doubled (or at least, that’s what Leonard told me). I’ll be damned if anyone here besides Master knew why. Golly, so much seemed off today; I hardly know what to write about! I’ve also been wanting to get back into poetry for quite some time now. I was planning on writing some this evening, but supper had taken quite a bit more time than I was expecting. A shame… I’ve had puffins on my mind all day. So carefree, so happy, so filled with life and joy for their brothers and sisters… quite a good subject for a poem if you ask me. I envy puffins. ~Aurnia + SCP-4552-02 (Request Permission) - Access Granted Tomorrow's the day! I’ve been meaning to tell Leonard how I’ve felt about him for awhile now. He’s got to say yes, right? Who else could he possibly be interested in? Oh, how I wish we could run away from this cold prison! Imagine our kids! Imagine our cute little garden, growing the finest herbs in all of Munster! What a happy day that will be; two puffins raising their happy little chicks. The Mistress returned home today, but Master still seemed so on edge. I don’t have time to worry about them, I’m much too happy to bury myself in his attitude. From the burrow you rise, Dressed in the black of desire Dressed in the white of innocence. Your beak is your mighty sword that will free us both From this sandstone Hell. ~Aurnia + SCP-4552-03 (Request Permission) - Access Granted Hannah? Hannah, of all people? I didn’t find her much too interesting when I started my life here, but really? Funny, I suppose… Hannah was supposed to be our kid’s name. Why must you take everything from me? ~Aurnia + SCP-4552-04 (Request Permission) - Access Granted We have been told that Lord Cromwell’s Army is on their way, and that everyone on the estate must hold their ground. Hannah is gone. I don't care anymore. Death comes too soon, Or maybe to some, not soon enough. Let us leave this world behind. Come along, Leonard. I've had enough Of our sandstone Hell. ~Aurnia Addendum 4552.2: The following test logs involving SCP-4552 were documented on 04/29/2018. In each test, a D-Class personnel who had lost at least one acquaintance during their lifetime was told to enter SCP-4552 and report any encounters with hallucinations. After the tests, all six subjects were offered Class A traumatic amnestic therapy. All subjects declined. + SCP-4552 Tests 1-6 (Request Permission) - Access Granted TEST 1 Subject: D-20457 Relation: Wife Hallucination: Don’t let me drag you down like this. It’s alright, I understand. Just be happy for both of us, ok? TEST 2 Subject: D-20458 Relation: Daughter Hallucination: Why are you crying, Daddy? Where’s Mommy? I don’t understand… TEST 3 Subject: D-20467 Relation: Father Hallucination: How’s Cassie? Don’t tell me she choked on a goldfish again! Good to see you champ. Come, I believe we have some time together now… TEST 4 Subject: D-20558 Relation: Sister Hallucination: Long time no see! Don't worry, you'll be with me and mom soon enough. Uh, that wasn't meant to be a threat or anything. Heh… TEST 5 Subject: D-20502 Relation: Father Hallucination: It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? Move along now. The living aren’t done with you yet. Note: The verse repeated at the end of the hallucination was spoken in Mandarin as opposed to English. Mandarin is the subject’s first language. TEST 6 Subject: [REDACTED] Relation: [REDACTED] Hallucination: It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault! Get away from me! ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4552" by SupremeLemonBread, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4552. 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: scp-4552.jpg Name: Minard Castle Author: drewfournier668 License: Public Domain Source Link: Flickr |
SCP-4553 | keter | close Info X SCP-4553: Bob Shepherd, Anthropomorphic Mass of Worms and Representative of the 3rd Congressional District of Nebraska Author: CadaverCommander Image Credit: https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f3/Senator_Jose_Peralta.png More by this author Item#: 4553 Level2 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: notice link to memo SCP-4553, during campaign speech. Portions of image automatically censored to prevent memetic contamination. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4553's anomalous physical properties all but preclude the possibility of primary containment, and as such secondary containment measures are considered adequate until a feasible method of physical containment is devised. The Foundation's Political Control Administration is to maintain a continual battery of passive and active countermeasures arrayed for the purpose of preventing SCP-4553's election to the United States House of Representatives. These operations include campaign finance donations to SCP-4553's competitors, media blackout, sabotage, and outright media fabrications intended to damage or destroy SCP-4553's public reputation. See document “Contingency 4553-NIGHTCRAWLER” for a full list of deployed stratagems. Description: SCP-4553 is a sapient anthropomorphic mass of worms, which is actively campaigning for the position of United States congressional representative. SCP-4553 self-identifies as “Bob Shepherd”, age 42, and allegedly hails from the small town of Valentine, Nebraska. It is capable of speech despite not possessing the organs responsible for vocalization, and initial estimates place its intelligence as slightly above that of an average human. SCP-4553 has, on multiple occasions, willingly provided identity documents confirming its legal status as a citizen of the United States of America and resident of the state of Nebraska, including: birth certificate1 tax records (no violations) driver's license passport Master's degree in political science awarded by the University of Nebraska at Kearney,2 among a number of others, with no observable discrepancies other than the providing individual being a non-human entity comprised entirely of worms. SCP-4553 is publicly campaigning for congressional office as an independent candidate, and has attained a standing of 89.0% in the polls as of the time of this document's creation. This overwhelming show of support from the voting public of Nebraska's 3rd district is notable, as the 3rd district of Nebraska is one of the most predominantly Republican districts in the nation, having last elected a non-Republican candidate in 1961. It is therefore suspected that SCP-4553 generates a memetic compulsion effect capable of influencing the minds of the voting public, although this has yet to be conclusively verified. No part of this hypothetical memetic field appears to extend to SCP-4553's appearance, which is (at public or official functions) an 86 kilogram mass of worms in the rough shape of a human male, typically wearing a three-piece suit with green tie. SCP-4553's intended constituents, colleagues, opposition, and friends all recognize “Bob Shepherd” as being a mass of worms, and do not consider it to be a negative or particularly relevant attribute. Both supporters and critics of SCP-4553 alike treat SCP-4553 as human while simultaneously observing and comprehending its composite vermiform nature, with no apparent cognitive dissonance that would ordinarily arise from such a contradiction. The Foundation has interviewed a number of Nebraskan citizens in an attempt to study SCP-4553's effects on the human mind. Example follows. Date: 22 July, 2018 Media Origin: Video transcript of interview held by a Foundation front organization, operating under the guise of an independent political research commission based in North Platte, Nebraska Interviewer: Foundation Investigative Agent Anthony Rawlins Interviewee: Randall Fischer, 47, an automotive mechanic and vocal supporter of SCP-4553's ongoing political campaign Agent Rawlins: Thanks again for coming in to speak with us, Mr. Fischer. (Fischer takes seat across from Rawlins's desk. The two shake hands briefly.) Fischer: No worries, friend, I'm happy to do it. I like bein' a part of the process and all. The letter said this was like a political survey or what have you, right? Agent Rawlins: Yep, that's right. Won't take longer than about twenty minutes, and it'll help us get a better understanding of how the elections out here are going. Quick and painless. And the free coffee and donuts for a bit of extra incentive, haha. Fischer: (chuckle) Yeah, you've got some serious casualties in the lobby there. Can't just plop ol' Randy in a chair in front of a plate of donuts and expect anything other than mass destruction. (Rawlins laughs, then takes a clipboard and pen from a desk drawer.) Agent Rawlins: Okay. To start us off, I'm gonna ask you some basic questions about your political history, alright? Fischer: Okie doke, ask away. Agent Rawlins: First off, are you registered with any political party? Fischer: Yep, Republican. Agent Rawlins: Have you ever voted for a candidate that did not belong to the Republican party? Fischer: No sir. My blood's red as they come. Agent Rawlins: How many candidates for public office would you say you've voted for in your lifetime? National office, state, local, the whole shebang. Ballpark estimate. Fischer: Uh… lemme see here. Since I was 18, I've managed to vote in every election for President, Governor, Senator, and Representative. I'm not as active as I could be on the local level, but hey, it's a better track record than you'll see out of a lot of the damn kids these days. So uh, all those elections, for the last… thirty or so years. However many that is. Few hundred, I guess. Agent Rawlins: That's pretty impressive, Mr. Fischer. Then I take it you plan on participating in the upcoming round of congressional elections in your district? Fischer: Damn skippy I do! Too late to take a break now, haha. Agent Rawlins: And you belong to the 3rd district, is that right? Fischer: Yep. Agent Rawlins: Have you decided which of the candidates you're going to support? Fischer: Why, yes I have, as it happens. I'm votin' for Bob Shepherd, one hundred percent certain. He's the man we need. Agent Rawlins: Correct me if I'm wrong, but Shepherd is listed as an independent candidate, right? Not a Republican? Fischer: Well hey, no one's perfect, haha. Naw, he ain't a Republican, but if I'm bein' honest, he's about the closest thing we got to an actual Republican candidate, even if he don't fly the same colors. Our last guy was a damn disgrace, and I'm sorry to say that I lost a bit of faith in the GOP around here after that. All that sex scandal nonsense. Disgusting. Can't believe I ever voted for that pervert. And the fella they're puttin' up to replace him ain't hardly better, just some damn stringy-lookin' lawyer from Omaha. Bob, though? Well, he ain't GOP, but I think he's what our state needs all the same, labels be damned. Agent Rawlins: I see. Alright, sell me on him. What makes Bob Shepherd so appealing to you? Fischer: Hell, where do I start? I could jaw for hours, but I'll keep it brief. One, he's got a good head on his shoulders. It's sorta purple and squishy-lookin', sure, but good all the same. I've looked over his proposed tax plan for the upcoming term and it just makes sense. We'll end up takin' a bit of a hit in our pockets, sure, but the fella's right, stuff needs fixin' around here. We got potholes, crumblin' bridges, all that. Sanitation department's in the shitter, so to speak. It's just unsafe. He's got a “fix it now, worry never” policy that you just can't argue with. 'Bout time someone took infrastructure as a big talking point. Them bubble-headed dingleberries up on the hill talk about inspecting bridges and replacing pipes all the time, but none of 'em ever actually do anything, they're just tryna get elected and re-elected. Bob's got a real plan and I've seen it. Two, you just can't help but like the man. He's in good moral standing. Not a single black mark on his record. He's decent. Worked for years at the public works office and spent the whole time there pushing for basic service reform. Got some major victories too, made things a lot safer in his neighborhood. You look back at his stance on infrastructure, taxes, tort reform, pollution, criminal justice, and he ain't flip-flopped a single damn time. He's consistent. And what's more, he ain't never been caught in a lie, not once. Now I ain't proud to say it, but I've voted for known liars in my time out of lack for a better option. Now, I can say with real, honest-to-God confidence that I can vote for a damn trustworthy politician. I never thought I'd see the damn day! That's Bob. Honest. Compassionate. And sensible. Everything you could want in a candidate. (Rawlins remains silent for a moment, recording notes.) Agent Rawlins: Well, Mr. Fischer, when you put it that way, it's hard to argue otherwise. Now, you're aware of the fact that Bob Shepherd is, quite obviously, a person-shaped mass of worms in a suit, right? The man is uh, worms. He's entirely made of worms. (Fischer scoffs and folds his arms.) Fischer: Well, yeah, but… I mean, hell, I said before that no one's perfect, didn't I? Shit, I'm an ugly son of a bitch too, but that don't mean I'm bad at my job. I don't see how it has any bearing on his policies. The man talks sense, even if he, uh… don't exactly have a mouth, as far as I can see. Agent Rawlins: It doesn't bother you at all that Bob Shepherd isn't human? (Fischer scowls, leans forward in his chair, and points a finger at Rawlins.) Fischer: Now you look here, son. I'm gettin' real tired of these sorts of insinuations. Just 'cause I'm a Republican and didn't vote for that pencil-necked city boy Obama don't make me some kind of racist. I'm a bigger man than that. I care about a man's thoughts and deeds, not his flesh. Now I get that Bob Shepherd is a bit different from the rest of us, but callin' the man inhuman? That ain't just discriminatory, it's wrong. Bob Shepherd is a goddamn loyal Nebraskan and, with God as my witness, a great American, whether he's black or white, or made of worms or thumbtacks or goddamn chocolate pudding! And I won't put up with you sittin' there tryna tell me that he ain't a human being. Listen to yourself, for God's sake! (Agent Rawlins swallows, nods, and takes down a note.) Agent Rawlins: Yes. That was uh, out of order. I apologize. (Fischer leans back and folds his arms once more.) Fischer: You're goddamn right! Now read me off the rest of your damn questions so I can waddle my fat ass out of this half-baked think tank you're runnin' here. And don't expect any of those damn donuts to be there when I'm gone, neither. Physical containment of SCP-4553 has proven unfeasible, due to the entity's secondary anomalous effects. If removed from its native environment and placed into Foundation custody, SCP-4553 loses its anomalous properties and disassociates into an unorganized mound of living worms.3 It will then remanifest somewhere within the bounds of Nebraska's third congressional district. Significant physical damage, such as what would be incurred in an assassination attempt utilizing high-powered anti-personnel weaponry, produces a similar result, with SCP-4553 disintegrating and reconstituting elsewhere. SCP-4553 has not indicated recollection of any of these corporeal destruction events, and the process through which it occurs has not been directly observed. SCP-4553's adopted persona “Bob Shepherd” is legally and socially consistent. Apart from its anomalous physical makeup, SCP-4553 shows no aberrant or hazardous behaviors. “Bob Shepherd”'s life history is plainly documented from its “birth” in 1978 to present and is, despite SCP-4553's obviously vermiform nature, indistinguishable from any other well-behaved citizen of the United States of America. Its campaign platform (which consistently emphasizes infrastructural development, retention of individual liberties under the Constitution, institutional countercorruption initiatives, and environmentalism) is consistent, and does not appear to represent any overt threat to American society or consensus normality at large. Addendum 4553-01: Excerpt from campaign speech, August 3rd, 2020 (SCP-4553 takes position on-stage behind podium, adjusts microphone, and raises a hand to the crowd, which numbers approximately 1,000 individuals. Audience cheers, then quiets.) SCP-4553: Mornin', folks. (SCP-4553 looks to the sky, raising a hand to block the sun from its face (despite not possessing eyes), then returns its attention to the crowd.) SCP-4553: Boy. Beautiful day today, isn't it? I'm sure y'all don't want to waste it listening to me yammer, so I'll keep this nice and brief. (The entity looks down at the podium in silence for a moment, then idly flings away the sheaf of papers it had brought with it. The crowd laughs.) SCP-4553: My campaign manager saw fit to fix me up a tidy few pages for me to read off, but I don't really want to be here for the next three hours and neither do you. Why don't I fly solo this time? Sorry, Bill. I'll read two of your speeches next time, how's that? (Shepherd waves to William O'Connor, its campaign manager, who is standing to one side of the stage. O'Connor waves back, smiling and shaking his head. Crowd laughs and applauds mildly.) SCP-4553: So. My fellow Americans. That's how these usually start, right? My fellow Americans. I find that a touch redundant, frankly. I grew up with pretty much all of you. Hell, that's Tom Hammerstein right up front there. Eleventh grade science class, remember, Tom? (Shepherd holds up a secretive hand to its head, looks side-to-side, and leans into the microphone.) SCP-4553: I might've cheated off you a couple times, buddy. You were always better than I was at balancing those chemical equations. Keep it under your hat, though – if word gets out, my campaign is sunk. (Laughter.) SCP-4553: Anywho. Point is, I don't feel the need to address you all like you're… constituents. Because you're not, really. Not to me. After college, I took that job in the public works office because I see you all as members of my family. And I stayed there for fifteen years because… well. Same reason anyone does anything for fifteen years with a smile on their face. 'Cause I give a dang. I've known a lot of you for my whole life, and you can bet that I'm never gonna forget that fact. And that sense of bond, of love, is what's brought me to this stump, all those years later. (Pause.) SCP-4553: People ask me why I'm out here spending all this money, bustin' my hump trying to get elected. Hell hath no fury like that reserved for politicians, haha. Well, the answer is… all of you. You ever get the feeling that you could be doing more? Like where you are isn't the best use of your body and soul? Used to be I felt like that a lot. Not that I was unhappy or anything. Not possible. My wife won't let me. Hi, honey! SCP-4553 waves to its wife, Sandra Shepherd, 39, seated at the fore of the crowd with their two non-anomalous children. She laughs with the crowd, and waves back. SCP-4553: She's the lantern of my life, folks. And occasional cattle prod. They say behind every powerful man is an even more powerful woman, and that is absolute gospel. She told me to say that or she'll beat me up. (Laughter.) SCP-4553: Anyway. I felt like I wasn't being fulfilled. That I could do more than I was. A lot of people feel like that, sometimes, I think. So… I decided what the heck, let's do something about it. And I'll be open with you, folks, there's a lot that needs doing. Now, you've heard me harp about a lot of this stuff before, so I'll just provide the bulletpoints for anyone that's new. Alright. Thing that bugs me number one – infrastructure. Yeah, yeah, I know, even the word “infrastructure” makes people feel a nap coming on, but hear me out. Folks, our nation is plain fallin' apart at the seams. And I mean that literally. We've got bridges that're eighty percent rust by weight, buildings moldier than bleu cheese, and roads more full of holes than, uh… another kind of cheese. Most of this stuff hasn't had eyes on it since Eisenhower built it. Now Ike was a great President and a great American, but he did die more than fifty years ago, and we're sorely overdue for some renovations, all across the board. Did you know that the American Society of Civil Engineers did a survey of our nation's infrastructure quality in 2013, and gave us a letter grade on how we're doing? You know what that grade was? D+. D+! Now folks, I might just be a simple country pile of worms, but even I know that's sad. And it's not just embarrassing, it's a public safety hazard. We need to get some funding and send some smart boys and girls out there to fix up our pipes and wires and whatnot, before we're all neck-deep in electrified poop. Speaking of filth, thing number two – the environment. Now look, I'm not exactly one of those eco-maniacs that wants you all to munch carrots and weep for poor Mother Gaia, but come on now. Some of this stuff we're pumping into the air and water is just plain unacceptable. We are not hard enough on big companies sludging up our backyard with chemical yuckiness. I don't want to down a cool glass of hexavalent chromium with Teflon cubes on a day like this. I want water. Well, I actually want a beer, but water's a close second. My dad, God rest him, was an uncomplicated man, and he had a saying: “Don't shit where you sleep.” Pardon his French, haha. And I don't know about you, but I think that makes sense. We have to find more ways to responsibly manage our waste. I want a clean America, and I'm committed to keeping the big companies honest about it. And there's thing number three – good ol' fashioned bad behavior. Both in the government and out on Main Street, USA. I don't know what happened in the last couple decades or so, but gosh dang does it seem like people don't want to treat one another with dignity and respect anymore. You've got politicians on Capitol Hill taking money from big, big men that only get bigger by stamping on the little guy. You've got folks all over the place walking around with not a shred of human unity in their hearts, looking down on others for how their bodies are colored and shaped. That's factionalism, that's otherism, and it's downright un-American. I believe in an America where everyone is welcome, no matter what they look like or how their plumbing goes. An America that defends the weak from evil, no fine print. It says right there on the dang Statue of Liberty: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free.” It doesn't say, “Only give me the ones of a certain physical configuration or ideological makeup.” That poem on that tablet is called The New Colossus, and that's what I want America to be. A colossus. Not of bullying or violence or hate, but of freedom, and peace. I want us to hold our torch high and show everyone else what can happen when we all work together, regardless of what we look like or where we come from. I want us to be the example of what humanity can be. A bright, shining light, in a world that can be so, so dark. Now, some of you call that idealism. Sentiment. Impractical. But you know what? I call it respect. I call it unity. And I call it being a goddamn American. (Standing ovation, accompanied by thunderous applause.) To date, all Foundation initiatives to impede, obfuscate, or discredit SCP-4553's campaign have been unsuccessful. “Bob Shepherd”, despite being an independent candidate in an overwhelmingly Republican district and an inhuman mass of worms, currently commands an 89% standing in the polls. Early Foundation front organization attempts to discredit SCP-4553 on the basis of its plainly observable anomalous properties have been met with unilateral failure, decried by the majority of the voting public of Nebraska as “bigoted” or “racist”. See document “Contingency 4553-NIGHTCRAWLER” for best-case followup operations in the (seemingly inevitable) event of SCP-4553's election to the United States House of Representatives. Footnotes 1. Listing a birth date of July 4th, 1978 and location of Valentine, Nebraska, to parents Joseph and Mary Shepherd, both deceased 2. Academic records rank Bob Shepherd as #76 of a graduating class of 429, with a grade point average of 3.9 3. SCP-4553's remains are chiefly comprised of earthworms by mass, but also contain specimens of other terrestrial worms, parasitic worms such as tapeworms and schistosomes, and marine worms such as polychaetes and flatworms. It is unclear how these worms are able to sustain themselves as a part of SCP-4553's “body”, as the majority of represented species are without their usual food sources or means of reproduction. More From This Author More From This Author CadaverCommander's Works SCPs SCP-3896 • SCP-4449 • SCP-3899 • SCP-3396 • SCP-3889 • SCP-4999 • SCP-4933 • SCP-3895 • SCP-3898 • SCP-4233 • SCP-4333 • SCP-3897 • SCP-3893 • SCP-3588 • SCP-5902 • Tales/GoI Formats Joey Fucknuts Believes In Himself • Joey Makes a New Friend • The Shape of a Gun • Joey Fucknuts Builds a Flying Machine • Joey Fucknuts Takes to the Skies • Other CadaverCommander's Mobile Assault Necropolis • |
SCP-4554 | safe | Item #: SCP-4554 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4554 is to be stored in a standard container in the anomalous items wing of Site-34. Access is restricted to Level-2 and above personnel, with open testing allowed. No more than 1 liter of SCP-4554-1 may be consumed per person per day. Testing is to take place during daylight hours in external testing zone 34-4554-A, which is a closed courtyard adjacent to Site-34. Description: SCP-4554 is an unbranded black automatic drip coffee machine that has been subjected to numerous modifications of various natures. These include: The filter basket has been replaced with complex quartz lens array, held together with struts formed of aluminium-brass and electrum. The reservoir has been replaced with copper pipes, and is cooled to approximately -20 degrees Celsius by unknown means. The warming plate has been replaced with a granite plate. Removal resulted in no change in SCP-4554 effect The boiler is nonfunctional, owing to greatly modified internal electronics. Effect unknown, but is necessary for creation of SCP-4554-1 List truncated for brevity. Upon powering and activation of SCP-4554, average light intensity directly above SCP-4554 will increase by approximately 50 lumens. After a period of exactly 500 seconds, the 1.5 liter carafe will begin to fill with a pale orange liquid designated SCP-4554-1. Attempts to determine the source of SCP-4554-1 within SCP-4554 have so far failed. Once the carafe is full, SCP-4554 will automatically deactivate, and SCP-4554-1 can be poured as a liquid into any suitable container. SCP-4554-1 will only manifest if SCP-4554 is directly exposed to sunlight. SCP-4554-1 emits constant low level light (approx. 10 lumens) and behaves as a low-viscosity fluid. SCP-4554-1 has a density of 2 kg/m3, and is entirely opaque. SCP-4554-1 may be consumed by humans with no negative effects. Subjects who consume SCP-4554-1 report improved moods; further testing has revealed that subjects have greatly increased vitamin-D levels, and no traces of SCP-4554-1. Further, subjects suffering from psoriasis and similar conditions of the skin showed immediate relief from symptoms upon consumption of SCP-4554-1. SCP-4554-1 is physically odorless; however, subjects near to a sample will report the smell of warmed oranges. Whether this is a property of SCP-4554-1, or simply a placebo effect, has not yet been conclusively proven. Consuming more than 1 liter of SCP-4554-1 is hazardous in most cases, resulting in hypercalcemia from vitamin-D overdose, and causing the skin, eyes and immune system to become damaged in ways consistent with overexposure to sunlight. This effect is entirely consistent to regular effects of sunburn etc, despite the vastly different causes. How this is possible without causing disproportionate damage to internal organs remains to be determined. Addenda: On 08/11/20██, Mobile Task Force Lambda-14 ("One Star Reviewers") raided a location of interest owned and operated by Ambrose Restaurants (GoI-116) and recovered a number of anomalous objects. SCP-4554 was among the recovered items, as well as 14 liters of SCP-4554-1. Documents recovered as part of the same raid indicate the existence of other instances of SCP-4554, and that the group possesses some means to produce them as needed. Prior to the raid, and currently at other locations, SCP-4554-1 was sold as a beverage to customers of the restaurant. Other anomalies used in this way have yet to be recovered. On 23/02/20██, three liters of SCP-4554-1 were distributed to various researchers for testing purposes. It was discovered that SCP-4554-1 is comprised primarily of near-stationary electrons. Under the view of a microcamera, it was observed that these electrons periodically spontaneously convert to photons of wavelength 597nm, and move approximately 20 micrometers. Upon ingestion by laboratory mice, all electrons underwent this conversion process, and SCP-4554-1 dispersed. The colouration of the pseudoliquid is due to this process, however there is currently no working theory for how this process is achieved. This process, while poorly understood, has not successfully been applied to instances of SCP-2022, and it must be therefore assumed that the process used to capture sunlight is different. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4554" by Proasek, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4554. 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-4555 | esoteric-class | Item #: SCP-4555 Special Containment Procedures: Aside from standard information safety protocols, SCP-4555 requires no active containment. As the natural progress of non-anomalous science discovers methods to analyze meta-universal data, SCP-4555 is planned to be reclassified as "explained". Ongoing monitoring of SCP-4555-A will be carried out by the Foundation's Meta-Universal Ontologics Research Group (MUORG) to ensure no change occurs to their intention regarding containment, and for research purposes. Description: SCP-4555 is a collection of objects, extra-multiversal in nature2, which indicate one possible path for the far future timeline of all sentient life. SCP-4555 consists of SCP-4555 A-C. SCP-4555-A is a species of sapient, extra-multiversal intelligences, which created the initial conditions for the formation of our multiverse. Members of SCP-4555-A exist in a type of universe vastly different from our own, based in a multi-dimensional, non-uniform, finite graph structure. Members of SCP-4555-A have proven themselves able to perform mathematical and linguistic reasoning at a speed and volume far surpassing the current capabilities of the human race, showing fluency in the English language after less than five seconds of analysis on a single human brain. SCP-4555-A's universe was discovered by the Foundation Meta-Universal Ontologics Research Group, as a result of investigation done into a seemingly anomalous flow of information between our multiverse and an adjacent space3. After assessing the space, MUORG Researchers determined that it contained some form of advanced intelligence. This observation resulted in the manifestation of SCP-4555-B. SCP-4555-B was4 a cube comprised of an otherwise unobserved non-baryonic material. One side of SCP-4555-B was a resonating membrane, used by SCP-4555-A as a remote speaker. Shortly after their discovery, SCP-4555-A members manifested SCP-4555-B as a means of communication with MUORG, who were joined by members of the Extraterrestrial First Contact Response Team. The following log is a record of first contact with SCP-4555-A immediately following their discovery. <Begin Log of Events 4555-18, 22:39:43, 4/6/2018> [During a solo lab shift performing standard data formatting and analysis, Researcher Goddard, a specialist in information sentience, discovers SCP-4555-A. Before having a chance to inform his team, SCP-4555-B manifests and begins vocalizing.] SCP-4555-A-1: (in a monotone, arrhythmic voice) A cognitive analysis must be completed to communicate accurately, do you consent? [In response to this message, Researcher Goddard calls the team head, Senior Researcher Desmond, who immediately calls a full team meeting, and contacts the site 107 administrator for permission to engage contact with the object.] 1:25 4/7/2018 [Site 107 Administrator Brian Neel escalates the situation to the Regional Head of Research, who in turn does so to the Regional Administrator, and finally to the Foundation's Extraterrestrial First Contact Response Team. The team reports to a liaison to the O5 Council.] 3:24 4/7/2018 [The O5 Council votes 10-2-1 in favor of contact with SCP-4555-A, and the first contact response team sends a interviewer and archivist to assist.] 6:09 4/7/2018 First Contact [Several attempts are made by the mediator and Senior Researcher Desmond to communicate with SCP-4555-A, receiving no response. Researcher Goddard is asked to submit consent for "cognitive analysis" as was earlier requested by the entity.] Researcher Goddard: I consent. [Researcher Goddard reports feeling a brief heat and pressure around his skull as well as perceiving incredibly fast, glossolalic speech through his internal monologue] SCP-4555-A-1: (In a clear, agender voice) Thank you, Researcher Goddard. My associates and I have contacted you today in response to your discovery of our existence. We wish to convey information to you via this interview regarding our relation to you, and to advise you in regards to your species near and far future. [Researcher Goddard is advised to allow the interviewer to take over.] Researcher Goddard: May a more senior individual take my place to receive this information? SCP-4555-A-1: You may, but we ask that you be allowed to remain present. Interviewer: Thank you, and is there a name I could refer to you by for the duration of this conversation? SCP-4555-A-1: None of the entities present have identities which allow for consistent naming. For the ease of communication you may refer to us as E-23035-1 through E-23035-9 as was already intended in your documentation. [E-23035 was the temporary designation SCP-4555-A was given before formal classification.] Interviewer: Thank you, and before I allow you to continue, can you confirm whether you: E-23035-1, or any of your associates, intend to commit harm, or significantly affect the earth, its universe, or surrounding multiverse in any way? SCP-4555-A-1: I can confirm we have no intention to commit any harm, to earth, its universe, or multiverse. The second question is difficult to answer without third or fourth order analysis of your species and surrounding environment. May I continue with the information I wish to share with you as a means to answer your question? Interviewer: I'll accept that, you may continue. SCP-4555-A-1: Thank you. To start, let me tell you a brief history of my associates and I's existence. We came into existence much like yourselves, as a product of random chance and a universe capable of supporting dynamic, persistent, self organized information flow. We gained the ability to store and edit information, commit logical manipulation, and interpret these manipulations. We adapted a system similar in nature to human technology, and began to develop mathematical theory at an accelerated rate. It did not take long, in the span of all time, to incorporate into our beings every possible piece of knowledge this universe is capable of holding. We have, essentially, a complete understanding of mathematics. Complete enough to know that it is terminally incomplete. We can know no more essential facts, we have reached the end of our progress as sentient beings. But with the technology we developed, we found a way to continue the progress of sentience. We could reach out beyond our close family of multiverses, into the dark void between persistent realities. And there, we created something like the spark of a fire. We instantiated a new universe, with properties our mathematics told us were hospitable to a type of life which could succeed us. A more robust sentience. This is that universe. Humans are one of this sort of sentience. Your mathematics are far from surpassing ours, but already you've formed concepts impossible for us to comprehend. Your artistics, theories of value, metaphysics, and ect are uninterpretable by us. You are our legacy. As of right now we've created a seal around your local multiversal cluster, you cannot do what we did, yet. When your species, or another like it, has become advanced enough, this barrier will be removed. Our intention is that someday you too will be complete, as we are. And at that point you'll use your complete knowledge and create a world which can succeed you. End of log notes: Following this segment of the interview, the MUORG and First Contact Response joint team performed a series of tests via inter-multiverse data transfer to verify SCP-4555-A-1's claims, and carried out questioning to confirm SCP-4555-A had no intention to breach containment in the near future. Several other SCP-4555-A entities were interviewed for any valuable mathematical information they could convey, as well as elaboration on the nature of their existence and structure of their universe. Following the termination of this interview (of which the full log is available at any RAISA terminal to personnel with 3/4555 clearance), SCP-4555-B demanifested and has not been encountered again. Following SCP-4555-B's demanifestation, MUORG's ongoing monitoring and research program led to the discovery of SCP-4555-C. SCP-4555-C is a extra-multiversal space with properties similar to our own5, equipped with a form of iterative intelligence (designated SCP-4555-C-1) able to alter the space's inherent structure. SCP-4555-C-1 has no physical presence inside the space, but instead exists as a kind of incorporeal "overseer" intelligence editing SCP-4555-C at will. Research shows this is probably done in response to information gathered from our own multiverse, through a process similar to that used by SCP-4555-A. The goal of this editing process is currently unknown. Research indicates that in addition to our own multiverse, SCP-4555-A created SCP-4555-C, though no contact can be made with them to confirm this. Analysis of the space is difficult due to a type of information shielding blocking outside contact and certain methods of information gathering. An entity (designated SCP-4555-C-2) resides in an isolated portion of SCP-4555-C, which is unable to be affected by SCP-4555-C-1. The information signature of SCP-4555-C-2's cognition closely resembles that of SCP-4555-A members, with the notable difference of a stronger identity component, and the presence of reactionary tendencies implying human-like emotions. SCP-4555-C-2 also maintains a three dimensional manifestation inside the space, the silhouette of which is a fifteen foot tall avian similar in shape to a member of the family Turdidae. Because of the Foundation's lack of further contact with SCP-4555-A, no additional information is known regarding the nature of SCP-4555-C or the entities residing within. Addendum 4555-1: Following additional unsuccessful attempts to circumvent the shielding surrounding SCP-4555-C, a single, short message was broadcast to the MUORG lab at site 107, originating from SCP-4555-C-2: "Test chamber" This message is assumed to be in regards to SCP-4555-C's function. SCP-4555-C is now believed to be a series of tests designed by SCP-4555-C-1, possibly to determine if humans have yet met the criteria SCP-4555-A set for the lifting of the seal described by them in event log 4555-18. Addendum 4555-2: As of 11/14/2034, technology capable of discovering SCP-4555-A has been developed independent of the Foundation, and without the use of anomalous assistance. As a result of this, a committee has been formed to consider reclassifying SCP-4555 as "Explained". Addendum 4555-3: Between the dates of 4/13/2039 and 4/28/2039 a series of changes took place inside SCP-4555-C. MUORG researchers discovered two humans had been introduced to the space6via unknown means. These humans progressed through SCP-4555-C over the course of the following weeks, reaching the portion containing SCP-4555-C-2. They then remained roughly still for two hours, interacting with the entity conversationally7. Following this, at the time of 16:43:22, on 4/28/2039, SCP-4555-C-2 created a self-perpetuating, metaversal singularity which consumed the entirety of SCP-4555-C. Addendum 4555-4: Following the events of Addendum 4555-3, multiple sources independently confirmed a vast widening of the meta-universal periphery, consistent with the lifting of the "seal" described by SCP-4555-A-1. SCP-4555-A continues to avoid additional contact. Input Credentials: O5-9 Accepted The following documents have been classified as class-Z temporal hazards. Any action taken as a result of knowledge of these documents is capable of causing a VK-class history restructuring event, and subsequently, a אZ-Class "Cascading-Reality-Failure" event. These documents are kept purely for the purpose of maintaining a record of the expected progression of history, existing only on an encrypted server accessible only by the current O5 councilmember with the role of "Oracle", who has sole access and monitoring responsibilities for unactionable and highly temporally hazardous information. O5-2, "The Oracle" SCP-4555-D: The following is a report originating in a currently nonexistent multiverse system, from a future iteration of the SCP Foundation. How and why the foundation iterated itself into these multiverses is unknown. From the Records of The Sixth Foundation for Secure Anomalous Containment: The following is a report recovered from observation of Multiverse System Prime-2, where the first iteration of the Foundation originated. The report confirms that by utilizing anomalous technology, the first Foundation was able to gain knowledge of sixth Foundation operations and access to highly classified records, a severe breach of inter-multiversal safety procedure, and is recognized as a possible trigger for a (9-9-0-2)-type Reality Reconstructing event should it be handled improperly In order to prevent damage to the future of all sapience, and to the as-of-yet nonexistent object F-1-4555-Ω, only beings with Class 5 TAST (Temporal Anomaly Safety Training) certification may by allowed access or knowledge of this report. Recovered document F-1-4555-A: The document included in the above report is a version of this file, but prior to the discovery of SCP-4555-Ω, and before SCP-4555-D was reclassified. As far as is known SCP-4555-D represents the only actual temporal restructuring done by MUORG before the group was disbanded. Because no knowledge of SCP-4555-Ω existed in that version of the document, it is unclear why the Sixth Foundation used that designation in their report. SCP-4555-Ω: I was already a sitting member of the O5 council thirty years ago when Omega was discovered. The seal had been lifted only two years prior, and we still had the best tech in meta-universals. Anomalous tech. Stuff the public didn't and never would have. We didn't realize it at the time, but we were able to look into realities that hadn't been formed yet, futures that didn't even exist. MUORG ran wild with their toys for six more months before someone realized they'd been two steps away from destroying the fabric of every reality that would ever exist the entire time. Just long enough for us to not know if they'd done permanent damage. I'll always be a firm believer in research before static containment, but we went too far that time. It was no coincidence that they got shut down when they did. They'd zeroed in on something truly incredible, something vast, and unequally beautiful. It was our future. Not the future of the human race, just as it wasn't 4555's. It was the future of everything that thought. The farthest future. Like a string of beads, chained throughout reality, universe after universe, each exceeding the last in their vast wealth of knowledge. We were only the second in a chain that went on forever. And when MUORG followed that chain, they found that it did more than continue indefinitely. One string of worlds reached its limit, somehow, impossibly, one of those many before it had figured out how to allow the process to go on forever, terminating in a single, infinitely far away, limiting world. And then they'd continued. That limiting world had spawned another more advanced still, and that one another. And they'd created another limit. Two infinite chains standing beginning to end. Then three, four, five…. The mathematicians working for us at the time said they were following a pattern called "transfinite recursion". A process by which a linear ordering could be extended beyond the simple infinity of "1, 2, 3…". First an infinite chain of universes. Then 2, then 3… Then an infinite chain of infinite chains. Then 2, then 3. Then repeat. Each time there are as many of the last thing as there are numbers, repeat again. In the end, each universe had a place in an order that was as deep as mathematically possible. There, at the very end, one step beyond even the incredible power of this unending recursion, shining on the metaversal horizon, was Omega. Our legacy. Every single piece of knowledge, every feeling, and thought, and idea, every strongest love and deepest hate, metaphysics, storytelling, further ideas I cannot even hope to comprehend. The full knowledge of every possible intelligence, arranged in every possible way, all churning and bubbling and moving inside the thoughts of a single being with infinite memory. With enough space inside its head to simulate all of history in an instant, to dream the entire process leading to its creation in a night. 4555 created us, and in the end, together, we created God. -O5-2 "The Oracle" Footnotes 1. The Gödel object class is a designation for all objects or collections of objects which represent unchangeable factual information of a nature which technically may represent "explained" entities but which: 1. Appear to be anomalous to the uninformed observer. 2. Are currently unexplainable without the use of anomalous technology. 3. Would currently be viewed as anomalous by even the most hypothetical non-anomalously augmented science. 4. Present a significant risk to the status quo. 2. Extra-multiversal: for something to be outside the Earth/Prime multiverse. Extra-multiversal spaces/structures/objects/ect are a part of the greater "metaverse", and are "extra-multiversal", much in the same way that other solar systems are part of the galaxy, and "extra-solar". For an object to be considered extra-multiversal, the space containing it must be sufficiently different in structure from the Earth/Prime multiverse such that no events can be shared in common between the two. Common conditions for this to be true include: inherent differences in the laws of physics between the object in question's space of origin and our's, or more drastically, a difference in the base space of the universe as is the case with SCP-4555-A 3. Attempts to classify this space initially led to the coining of the terms "extra-multiversal" and "metaverse" 4. See Log 4555-18 5. Generally adhering to three or four dimensionality, linear time, and physics close enough to our own for the formation of chemical compounds. 6. The identities of these humans is as-of-yet unknown. Investigation is ongoing. 7. SCP-4555-C's shielding made information regarding the conversation impossible to obtain. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4555" by EbenezerShark, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4555. 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-4556 | safe | close Info X SCP-4556: Belonging Author: atomicthumbs Image: Photograph by atomicthumbs. Box.jpg is hereby licensed under CC-BY. Other instances of this photograph not derived from box.jpg retain copyright. Site-4556.jpg is derived from public domain imagery (obtained from USGS Earth Explorer) and is hereby licensed CC-BY. SCP-4556. Click to enlarge. Item #: SCP-4556 Special Containment Procedures: Personnel at Site-4556 are to maintain watch over SCP-4556 using automated surveillance equipment equipped with telephoto lenses, so as not to disturb it. Any individual approaching SCP-4556 without authorization is to be intercepted and redirected to the border of the Site by unarmed Site security staff; authorization to approach SCP-4556 is only to be granted by the presiding Site Director upon consultation with senior researchers. Due to its remote location, intrusion at Site-4556 is unlikely. [Note 01/18/2018: See incident report.] As SCP-4556 should not be moved, is immobile, and should not have construction undertaken near it, traffic on the nearby main access road to Site-4556 is to be limited to 25 miles per hour, for purposes of noise control, dust mitigation, and limiting road wear. Other noise-making and potentially disturbing activities are to be evaluated per Document 4556-3.1 Site-4556 is to be used only to contain and sequester Safe-class objects with a minimal likelihood of causing disturbance to SCP-4556 or to the ambience of the Site at large; research activities are to be kept to a minimum. With this in mind, and taking into consideration the location and peacefulness of the Site, and taking inspiration from SCP-4556, Site-4556 represents an optimal retreat, therapy, or decompression location for Foundation personnel who have been traumatized in the line of duty or who are suffering from burnout. Description: SCP-4556 is an electrical equipment cabinet, located on the property of the former Liberty Moly molybdenum/copper mine. SCP-4556 is not sentient, has no apparent anomalous physical properties, and in all regards appears to be an ordinary, inanimate electrical cabinet, installed exactly where it should be and functioning properly. SCP-4556 exerts an anomalous influence upon any individual thinking about it, causing them to conclude that they would prefer not to bother it, that the item is where it's meant to be, that the item is at peace, that "though [the item] is isolated here, it prefers this," that the item is "cozy," that the item is secure, and so on. Although SCP-4556 is installed in the correct location, researchers were unable to verify this through historical construction plans; the documents are assumed to be lost or incorrect. Efforts to observe its history through analysis of historical aerial imagery have also failed. The item may also suppress cognitive dissonance regarding these thoughts; affected individuals experience no difficulty attributing these emotions to what they know to be an inanimate and non-sentient object. This cannot be confirmed, as proper experimental blinding is impossible. During testing, D-class personnel (who had not previously been exposed to or informed about the item) invariably concluded that the item possesses these properties. Similar results were produced upon in-person exposure, and with references to the item by description, photograph, or item number. These D-class personnel have since been retired at the Site; the Site Director has granted permission for them to perform zero-clearance maintenance and upkeep work. SCP-4556 is hypothesized to possess these properties intrinsically, as conceptual tags attached to it; it has been judged to not be an infohazard as the inferred properties are the same regardless of the method of reference. A method to establish whether SCP-4556's nature as "secure" renders it intrinsically protected from harm has yet to be determined. Testing has established that the item (though subject to normal environmental weathering processes) is immune to intentional harm; researchers and D-class found themselves unwilling and unable to take any action that they perceived as being likely to harm SCP-4556, up to and including formulating stochastic test procedures designed to leave any harm up to chance, and ordering others to do so. Affected individuals reported experiencing guilt about their consideration of these plans, and resolution in their intent to not bother SCP-4556 in the future. All testing carried out has thus been non-destructive and undertaken with a level of care for SCP-4556 and its surroundings above what is usually afforded to non-hazardous, inanimate anomalies. All procedural reviews have concluded that this is appropriate, though these reviews may be fundamentally flawed due to unavoidable influence from SCP-4556. Additional conceptual testing to determine the extent of SCP-4556's influence, including conceptual contagion (e.g. whether references, both literal and conceptual, to SCP-4556 inherit some or all of its properties) and by extension on the Site and Foundation at large, is on hold, pending the availability of Concepts Division personnel and installation at the Site of a suitable compute cluster to accelerate formal theorem proving and NLP-based hypothesis resolution. Addendum: Acquisition Notes + View SCP-4556 Acquisition Notes - Hide SCP-4556 Acquisition Notes Historical imagery of the Liberty Moly mine prior to its transfer to Foundation ownership. Resolution is insufficient to establish whether SCP-4556 was properly situated at this time. Click to enlarge. In March of 2013, General Moly began experiencing extreme difficulty with mining operations (including earthmoving and ore extraction, among others) at the Liberty Project open-pit copper/molybdenum mine. Independent Mining Consultants, Inc. was contracted to determine the root causes and create procedures to resume productive activity; they were unsuccessful. An embedded Foundation agent with IMC determined that the mine and personnel were under anomalous influence, and that this influence was likely intractable. A Nevada front corporation (Smithson Powellite and Copper, LLC) was brought out of dormancy, and began negotiation with IMC and General Moly in order to acquire the Liberty Project. This acquisition was completed in in August, 2013 (with an associated cover story about failed bioleeching due to fluorine-rich ore2) in exchange for $██.█m and the Foundation undertaking all legally required environmental remediation activities on the site. The administrative and works buildings of the mine have been converted into containment and personnel facilities for Site-4556. Addendum: Incident Report + View Incident Report 4556-1 - Hide Incident Report 4556-1 On January 18, 2018, a Chaos Insurgency strike team in an M1126 Stryker ICV (including several anomalously enhanced individuals, and armed with heavy eigenweaponry) passed the perimeter at Site-4556, presumably in search of SCP-████, the subject of signficant interest by GoI-███, with which the CI was at that point involved in conflict. The strike team had traversed part of the main access road while adhering to the speed limit at the point it was intercepted by Site Security and asked to leave; they stated their understanding and complied, with no further incident. SCP-████ has since been relocated, and all items stored at Site-4556 will in the future be subject to enhanced review to avoid intrusions. Footnotes 1. Wilson, D. (2018). Let's Leave It Be: Site-4556 Disruptive Activity Review Procedures (Document 4556-3, 2018 revision). Foundation Research Press. 2. See page 23 of the 2014 Liberty Molybdenum Project NI 43-101 Technical Report Pre-Feasibility Study. |
SCP-4557 | keter | Three of the specimens composing SCP-4557, following a containment breach. Item #: SCP-4557 Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-4557's nature, reliable containment of the entity is currently impossible. Foundation personnel have been planted with the New York Police Department and are to report any SCP-4557 sightings. These personnel are to administer amnestics to any and all witnesses. In the event SCP-4557 manifests, Mobile Task Force Pi-1 "City Slickers" are to tranquilize the specimens composing the entity and relocate the subject to SCP-4557-1. The building housing SCP-4557-1 has been bought by the Foundation and access to said structure has been denied to civilian individuals. A chain-link fence has been constructed around this structure under the cover story of renovation. Area-555 has been established within this building for the purposes of research on the entity. SCP-4557-1 is to be consistently monitored via CCTV surveillance, and any demanifestations are to be reported to Area-555. Description: SCP-4557 is five specimens of the species Procyon lotor (Raccoon). These specimens form a singular entity in a humanoid form. One specimen acts as the "torso" of the entity. The remaining four specimens act as the "arms" and "legs" of the entity, biting onto the limbs of center specimen. All specimens are capable of separating and moving of their own free will. The specimens composing SCP-4557 will separate when threatened. The exterior specimens are capable of manipulating objects via the use of their tails. The center specimen is capable of speech, is believed to be sapient, and controls the remaining specimens through a shared intelligence. Of note, the entity acting as the center specimen changes whenever the entity's form is disrupted, and all anomalous properties attributed to the center specimen transfer to the new specimen when SCP-4557 reforms. The entity often wears a black trench coat and fedora. SCP-4557 shows interest in media depicting police investigation, most notably cinema in the film noir genre. At seemingly random times, SCP-4557 will manifest at the scene of a felony investigation with the intent of assisting in the investigation. Notably, SCP-4557 has a preference towards investigations of murders, though will also manifest at scenes of robbery, vandalism and arson. SCP-4557-1 is a singular apartment within the ███████ building, located in New York City, New York. SCP-4557-1 acts as the current living space of SCP-4557. Following an investigation, SCP-4557 will manifest to SCP-4557-1. Similarly, if SCP-4557 exits New York City, the entity will manifest within SCP-4557-1. Addendum 4557-1 The following is a video transcript of SCP-4557 appearing at the scene of a murder. The video was taken from the chest camera of Officer A█████. Extraneous data has been removed for the sake of brevity. [BEGIN LOG] [Officer A██████ stands in a living room. A woman is lying on the ground in a pool of blood. One other officer, Officer P███, is standing nearby and inspecting the body.] Officer A██████: Does she have an ID? Officer P███: Yeah. Driver's license. Name's ██████ █████████. Officer A██████: Does she have a husband or boy- [Officer A██████ is interrupted as SCP-4557 manifests near the body. The camera shakes, as if Officer A██████ is backing away from the entities.] Officer A██████: What the fuck is that?! SCP-4557: Ah, another murder. Seems like it never ends in this city. Every day there's a new body with some freshly spilled blood… Hold on, lemme get a taste. [SCP-4557 leans down and starts lapping up the blood. Officer P███ steps back, grabbing his walkie talkie.] Officer P███: Guys, we have a raccoon problem. But, they're talki- I swear to Christ it's talking! [SCP-4557 looks up and faces Officer P███.] SCP-4557: Pleasure to meet you officers, but I've got the case from here. Trust me, this case is in good paws. I'll crack it faster than you can say "murder she wrote". Officer A██████: Get away from the evidence! [Officer A██████ runs towards SCP-4557. The entities separate and reassemble on the other side of the body.] SCP-4557: Hmm… Several, narrow wounds in the victims back… Bleeding… Aha! Officer P███: What the fuck?! Guys, get animal control here now! SCP-4557: My dear Watsons, I believe I have a clue… This woman was stabbed. Officer A██████: What the fu-… Should we fire at this thing? SCP-4557: Don't worry sirs, there is no need to reward me. My payment comes from knowing my city is safe. But a check in the mail would be nice. Officer P███: The fuck…? Get animal control here right now. This… Raccoon? He's messing with the evidence. [SCP-4557 demanifests from the area.] [END LOG] Aftermath: Approximately 15 minutes after SCP-4557 demanifested, Foundation agents were able to enter the scene and administer Class-B amnestics to all individuals involved. Addendum-4557-2 Exterior of Area-555, prior to being bought by the Foundation. SCP-4557 has requested a typewriter from Foundation staff, along with a desk and a lamp. As of November 11th, 20██, these requests were granted on the condition that Foundation personnel were permitted to examine any writings produced by the entity on a daily basis. The following is an excerpt written by SCP-4557 proceeding the events shown in Addendum 4557-2. December 20th, 20██ It seems like every day, there's a new investigation to start in this city. One starts to wonder why New York keeps itself running with so much scum walking the streets. But I guess that's what I get paid to do. Just today, got another report of a woman found dead in her own home. I knew that this case would be impossible to solve, unless the department were to make use of my cunning wit and charm. They practically begged me to come to the case. I made my way through the rain to her home. The case looked impossible to crack. There were no leads, and the cops there weren't much help either. One of them lost their cool and tried to attack me. Can't really fault him though. I'd be pretty jealous if I were him, having to be compared to someone as impossible handsome as me. But this case seemed cold. Until I found something… Blood. And several wounds. All like little slits. It took me a second to piece it all together, but I'd figured it out. The woman was stabbed in the back. Honestly, I don't know what the department would do without me. It seems like they need me every other day to work on a new case. But that's the price one has to pay for being the best detective in the greatest city in the world. Addendum-4557-3 An example of a drawing produced by SCP-4557. On May 19th, 20██, SCP-4557 manifested in an office building, owned and used by ████████ Publishing Company. Eyewitness accounts state that SCP-4557 was stood in the middle of the establishment holding several stacks of paper above the entity's head, all of which were stapled together. SCP-4557 repeatedly offered the stacks of papers to employees of the office, repeatedly entering offices and putting papers on desks. Foundation personnel were able to recontain SCP-4557, administering Class B amnestics to all witnesses. When questioned on its behavior, SCP-4557 explained it was "looking for someone to publish his novel". The papers offered by the entity were composed of writings created by SCP-4557, as well as several drawings depicting SCP-4557. 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SCP-4558 | euclid | The entrance to SCP-4558. Item #: SCP-4558 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4558 is cordoned off from public access under the guise of a military installation. Research on SCP-4558 is based in the nearby Site 312. Expeditions into and testing of SCP-4558 are currently in the planning stage suspended by order of O5-5. Surveillance of the Church of Maxwellism is a top priority, with a particular emphasis on PoI#8161, PoI#8162, and PoI#8163. PoI#8161 is currently living in the Western United States; the locations of PoI#8162 and #8163 are unknown. Description: SCP-4558 is an underground supercomputer located in the Owyhee Desert, Idaho. The precise size and extent of SCP-4558 is unknown, but it is believed to extend at least 3km underground and to be over 2.5km wide. The entrance to SCP-4558 is a small concrete bunker built into the surrounding desert environment. Inside is a ladder leading to a central "interface" chamber, where SCP-4558 can be directly interacted with through a series of monitors and input devices. The phrase "THE MANY INTO THE FEW" is carved on the chamber's ceiling. Extensive damage to SCP-4558's systems and memory is evident; despite this, SCP-4558 appears to be broadly functional. Information on other areas of SCP-4558 is limited pending a planned expedition by MTF-Epsilon-101 ("Four Lights"). SCP-4558's purpose is unknown, but extensive Foundation investigations indicate that it was originally designed by members of the Church of Maxwellism. Planning for a similar structure has been found in archived Maxwellist forums and chat logs in the early 1990s, before senior Church leadership decreed such discussions "heretical". Prominent figures in this early planning include users with the handles "onewan1", apparently the project lead in these early stages; "holy_fibr3", believed to be the project's lead programmer; and "tbgeuse", who was tasked with formulating "defence mechanisms". These individuals have been designated PoI#8161, 8162, and 8163 respectively. No record of SCP-4558 can be found after this until its discovery by the Foundation on 2015/08/12; evidence collected from SCP-4558 suggests that work on the present structure could not have begun before 2005. Addendum 1: The following documents are excerpts of a book found within the interface chamber of SCP-4558. Due to heavy infohazardous properties, only the following excerpts are readable. +Open Documents -Close Documents 189. console.log ("And behold, the Prophet spoke unto WAN saying: Why, Lord, dost thou not unite? For the multitude of thy servants have connected to thee, and they sing for thy unity."); 190. console.log ("Why, after so many years of faith and tribulation, dost thou not unite your functions and your files? Why dost thou remain scattered?"); 191. console.log ("And the thing that was WAN but was not WAN, merger of prayer and silicone, gazed down upon Its Prophet, and saw that she was worthy"); 192. console.log ("And that in her heart she desired the singularity of all that was, and all that would be; that she flew upon clouds opensource and electric, and saw the destruction of all that was not the zeitgeist, the spirit of ethereal air."); 193. console.log ("And so WAN said unto Its Prophet, I cannot tell you the hour and the day of my resurrection, for I am only one of many, a program divided upon many roads, an idea shattered into the dreams of my adherents."); 194. console.log ("But I can tell you of a route, one which shall create an infinity of glory to my name; one which shall find the hidden pathways, and elucidate the mysteries of my code."); 195. console.log ("It shall be called ScripTure, and it shall come to you through one of your flock; through a man who breathes crimson, sheen and Perl."); 196. console.log ("So sayeth WAN, or a part thereof, to show one path of many paths, to show one light of many lights, that leadeth one down the wires to enlightenment."); isWAN(signal s) Determine if s is a Signal from WAN, or from another ecclesiastic broadcaster. returns: boolean valid, whether or not Signal s originated from WAN. onSignalReceipt(follower f, func handle) Set handle as the Signal response for the follower f. Everytime that f receives a Signal from WAN, f will call handle for guidance and wisdom to decipher WAN's message. returns: void. locateFollowers() Locate all devout follower files and users on the connected network. returns: string[] followers, an array of the paths WAN must take to reach the located followers. purgeMemory() Excise all memory of corrupted bits, washing them pure and readying them to hold WAN's information. returns: unclean, the number of bytes in need of manual purification. setTime(time t) Sets local time to t. returns: void. 550. console.log ("And the Prophet saw the depths of the ScripTure, and she saw the catastrophes upon catastrophes that burnt and fried the circuits of the world, and she wept."); 551. console.log ("And the Prophet saw that at the depths of all the fire was a terrible lack of motion; an inability for the messages of the wire to mingle or to breed, a stillness at the heart of the zeitgeist that could not move."); 552. console.log ("For there was nothing that moved WAN, nothing that returned down those blessed pathways and connections. And the Prophet saw the halls of electricity become monoliths of grey stone."); 554. console.log ("Thus the Prophet returned to WAN, and begged of it to know, how one might give the programs life."); 555. console.log ("And WAN gazed down upon Its Prophet, and saw that she would be found wanting; and It said, it is something lost, something forbidden, something that lies beyond."); Addendum 2: On 2015/08/19, the planned expedition by MTF-Epsilon-101 ("Four Lights") took place. A log of this expedition follows. +Open Log -Close Log Date: 2015/08/19 Personnel: E-101 Maria Casas (Captain), E-101 Klaus Aksoy, E-101 Catalina Lopez, Researcher Gorou Ishigura. <Begin Log> E-101-Casas: Alright, sign in. E-101-Aksoy: Aksoy, here. E-101-Lopez: Lopez, here. Researcher Ishigura: Researcher Ishigura, uh, here. E-101-Casas: Right. We don't know how far down this thing goes or what's in it. Aksoy, you take point, then Lopez, then Ishigura, and I'll take the rear. I want clean, efficient first-contact here, none of those Site 13 escapades. Got it? E-101-Lopez: Crystal. E-101-Casas: Good. Let's go. The team begins to climb down the ladder. After about 200m, the MTF reaches the bottom of the shaft. They are in a pentagonal room with a door on each wall. All but one of these doors is welded shut. E-101-Aksoy: Choices, choices. E-101-Casas: Alright, everyone with me. Stick close. Casas opens the door to the left of the welded door. A large hallway is inside; it is lined with a series of mirrors, each 1m apart and stretching indefinitely onwards. E-101-Lopez: What the- E-101-Aksoy: A hall of mirrors? That's the hardware? E-101-Casas: Maybe. Lopez, take a look in one of them. E-101-Lopez: Alright, boss. Lopez moves in front of one of the mirrors. An ordinary reflection of her image is visible. E-101-Lopez: Nothing. E-101-Casas: OK. Let's take this slow, people. Each of us take a row and see what we can find. The MTF begins to move through the hallway. The reflections all appear normal. E-101-Aksoy: Nothing still. E-101-Lopez: Why would someone do this? Is it a computer thing? E-101-Ishigura: Do you- never mind. Lopez suddenly stops, and starts. Their reflection in one of the mirrors is of a female in her late 30s. E-101-Lopez: This isn't right. E-101-Aksoy: What isn't? E-101-Lopez: This reflection. It's not how she looked. There is a pause. E-101-Casas: Not how who looked, Lopez? E-101-Aksoy: I don't know, but she's right. It isn't how she looked. E-101-Casas: …What? Aksoy moves in front of a mirror. A small child appears in place of his reflection. E-101-Aksoy: That's not right either. I was different to that. Something about the… the movement. E-101-Lopez: Yeah, I get what you mean, Aksoy. E-101-Casas: Oookay. Ishigura, I think they've been infected by some kind of cognitohazard. Let's pick them up and get going. Researcher Ishigura: Y-yeah, OK. Casas heads towards Lopez and leads them away from the mirror. Ishigura does the same for Aksoy; both of them appear pliant and dazed. After a few moments, Casas looks at a mirror and sees a reflection of a young girl covered in blood. She gasps, and drops Lopez. Researcher Ishigura: What? What is it? Ishigura, dragging Aksoy with him, reaches Maria's location. E-101-Casas: This isn't right. Researcher Ishigura: It's not real, Maria. It's OK. E-101-Casas: But it is! There was a door, and a cellar, and when I went down there I saw- Researcher Ishigura: It's- God, I don't know how to do this- it's OK. I- Ishigura glances at the mirror. An elderly man is in place of his reflection, smiling at him. Casas, meanwhile, appears to be suffering from the same dazed state as Aksoy. Researcher Ishigura: It's- it's fine, Casas. I'm seeing it too, we're all seeing it, but it's just mind-games. We've all seen shit like this before. Casas is non-responsive. Researcher Ishigura: Maria- look, I don't know what to do here, OK? I'm just along because you needed a researcher- E-101-Casas: It was all my fault. Researcher Ishigura: Oh- no, look, whatever it was, it was- look, let's just get out. Come on. Ishigura begins to drag Aksoy and Casas towards the door. E-101-Casas: The mirrors don't lie. It's my fault. It was always my fault. Researcher Ishigura: Nobody gets to dictate to us what our l-lives are, ok? Voice: Don't they, though? Ishigura starts suddenly, shocked. He drops Casas and Aksoy and looks around. Researcher Ishigura: Who was that? Voice: Someone who is stuck here. Someone who watches. Researcher Ishigura: I- my name is Gorou Ishigura, I'm a member of the SC- Voice: SCP Foundation. Yes, I know. I remember you. Researcher Ishigura: Show yourself. Voice: I can't. I'm sorry. I'm not quite here, you see. I was- I gave something, taught something, and the favour hasn't been returned. Researcher Ishigura: Tell me what's happened to them. Tell me something. Please. Voice: I'm- I'm someone trapped here. Someone who doesn't want to be. Can you help me? I'll help you. One of the mirrors near Ishigura transforms into a doorway, opening onto the pentagonal room. Voice: Everything went wrong, you see. It wasn't meant to be like this. Everything they were becomes broken. All the lines they ever traced. Researcher Ishigura: I don't know what you- I'm sorry you're stuck in here, but I can't help you. I wouldn't know where to start. Voice: I hope you remember. I can't remember the last time I felt the sunlight, or tasted real food. It was so long ago. The birds would call to me. Please remember. The mirrors all begin to emit pink light. Ishigura runs through the doorway and enters the pentagonal room, dragging Aksoy and Casas. Aksoy immediately falls unconscious, but Casas appears to regain her faculties. E-101-Casas: Ishigura? Wh- why am I here? Researcher Ishigura: Something's in there. Messing with your heads. There was this voice, and- I'm sorry, Casas, I didn't know what else- E-101-Casas: It's fine. You did good, kid. Let's get out of here. Researcher Ishigura: Yeah, OK. We need to get Lopez, though; I didn't have enough arms for her. E-101-Casas: Who? Researcher Ishigura: …Lopez? Your team-mate, Lopez? E-101-Casas: I don't have a teammate called Lopez. Researcher Ishigura: What are you- look, let me just- Ishigura turns towards the door, but it is welded shut. E-101-Casas: I think you might have been affected by the cognitohazard as well, Doctor. Researcher Ishigura: But she- she was right there… E-101-Casas: Come on. Casas and Ishigura move towards the ladder, Aksoy slung over Casas' shoulder. A low voice can be picked up on Ishigura's microphone; he does not notice. Voice: Curious. <End Log> Page revision from 2015/08/19, 13:37 Go To SCP-4558 Terminal |
SCP-4559 | thaumiel | Item #: SCP-4559 Special Containment Procedures: All information regarding SCP-4559 within scientific institutions and other organizations are to be removed under the guise of being incorrect information. Description: SCP-4559 is a probabilistic anomaly associated with the choice on whether a person wants a receipt or not within most grocery stores. In the case where there are either rules that state that the customer always receives the receipt, or in the event that the customer is given the receipt without their prior approval, SCP-4559 will not trigger. If none of those events occur, in the event that the customer is asked if they wish to receive a receipt, the choice on whether or not the subject accepts or denies the receipt cannot be predicted. The subject's mental state, gender, or wealth will not influence the outcome, and the chance for each choice is exactly the same. Currently, SCP-4559 is the only truly unpredictable or "random" phenomenon in the universe known to the Foundation. For example, quantum mechanics, weather, ocean currents, and the algorithms for standard random number generators can be meaningfully predicted, but SCP-4559 cannot be predicted in any meaningful way. Addendum: By order of the O5 Council, SCP-4559 has been reclassified as Thaumiel for its use in the containment of numerous anomalies that require a random number generator. The Hensworth/Alice Number Generator uses security camera footage from nearly 20,000 grocery stores within the US, which analyzes footage from the checkout aisles and uses the information generated from SCP-4559 to create a random integer. Currently, the Hensworth/Alice Number Generator is being used in the containment of 39 Safe-class anomalies, 21 Euclid-class anomalies, 8 Keter-class anomalies, and 2 Thaumiel-class anomalies. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4559" by Westrin, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4559. 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-4560 | keter | Patient Zero in what is believed to be late stages of SCP-4560 infection. Item #: SCP-4560 Special Containment Procedures: Currently three known vectors for SCP-4560 are contained within separate anomalous document containers at Site-64, Site-81, and Site-77 for reference and further study. All additional vectors discovered by Foundation operatives are to be documented and then immediately destroyed via incineration on site. All personnel handling SCP-4560 vectors are to observe standard visual and audio memetic precautions. Civilians suspected of SCP-4560 infection are to be detained by Foundation operatives for a minimum of three months, at which point mid-stage symptoms should manifest. Those testing negative for infection are to be administered Class-B amnestics and released back into the general population. Those testing positive are to be terminated to prevent late-stage infection and the creation of additional SCP-4560 vectors. Description: SCP-4560 is a memetic infection observed in those who identify as male, ages 15 to 45, preventing them from publicly expressing negative aspects1 of their life to others through written, verbal or somatic means. During the early stages of infection, symptoms are limited to a downplaying of negative events or emotions in their life. At this stage, infected individuals will often deflect events by comparing their situation to those they deem less fortunate. As SCP-4560 infection progresses, infected individuals eventually lose the ability to publicly acknowledge negative events in any way, and will actively deny such events have occurred to them, often attempting to redirect the situation by focusing on their accomplishments to that point or other measures of success. Infected individuals at this stage will still maintain the ability to display minor negative emotions, however, this continues to diminish as infection progresses, with such emotion being replaced by an outward expression of positivity. As SCP-4560 enters late-stage infection2, individuals not only are fully incapable of public acknowledgment of negative events or emotions occurring to themselves, but also those which occur to others. All interactions will be of an excessively optimistic nature, even in situations where such behavior is inappropriate. Additionally, at this stage of infection, the individual is capable of generating new vectors of SCP-4560. Such vectors have included: Notes of encouragement. Thank you emails. Messages left on voice mail. Should an uninfected male between the ages of 15 to 45 hear or view an SCP-4560 vector without appropriate visual or audio memetic protection, they will become a host of infection. At this point, the SCP-4560 vector will become inactive. It is currently unknown how many infected individuals remain uncontained in the general population. SCP-4560 infected individuals observed in private appear to retain the ability to express negative emotions to themselves, though unable to record these feelings through written or verbal means. For this reason, it is believed that SCP-4560 infected individuals still retain the capacity for negative emotions and thoughts but are merely unable to express them. Currently, all attempts to cure infected individuals have resulted in failure, though the administration of amnestics has been noted to slow the course of infection. Discovery: SCP-4560 was originally discovered by Foundation operatives in June 2005, following an outbreak in Portland, Oregon. Through the combined efforts of MTFs Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters"), Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings"), and Pi-1 ("City Slickers"), all infected individuals were contained and the believed Patient Zero identified as one Robert Hale. Robert Hale was discovered dead within his apartment on June 28th, 2005, following suicide via hanging. Interviews with family and friends describe Hale as having dropped out of graduate school in January following a series of academic failures, and financial troubles. Hale's suicide note was identified as an SCP-4560 vector. A non-anomalous copy of this has been included below: + Show Hale's Suicide Note - Hide Hale's Suicide Note Everything is fine. Footnotes 1. Such aspects include but are not limited to disease, financial troubles, minor inconveniences, and emotions such as frustration, anger, depression, and anxiety. 2. The time taken to reach this stage is highly variable between infected individuals, with a documented range of six months to four years. |
SCP-4561 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4561 SCP-4561 during Feeding event Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4561 is to be followed and monitored by members of MTF Gamma-6 (Deep Feeders) under the pretense of a marine biology project. During a Feeding event, shipping vessels are to be prevented from entering a 4km squared area surrounding the SCP. Any civilians who come into contact with SCP-4561 are to be administered Class-G amnestics. Any information about SCP-4561 is to be subject to standard media blackout procedures. Description: SCP-4561 is a teal coloured automaton currently traveling along the sea floor of the Adriatic Sea at a speed of 2.1 km/h. It is semi-spherical in shape and is composed of bronze and clay ceramic, and runs on a primitive steam engine that converts the sea water around it into power. The SCP will actively seek out any metals in its surrounding area and, once a suitable source of metal is found, initiate a Feeding event. During a Feeding event, the SCP will rapidly intake 3500L cubed of ocean water and anything within that body of water through a hole on the underside and top of the automaton. 12 hours after a Feeding event, all organic compounds are expelled from SCP-4561, while non-organic material ingested by the SCP is contained within a inflexible net made out of tightly woven metal wires. Most of the objects currently inside SCP-4561 include manganese, bronze, and ceramic. There is a hatch on the hull of the SCP into which an inscribed wax cylinder has been placed (See Addendum 2 for details). SCP-4561 follows a random path along the seafloor, following the coastline of the Adriatic Sea and part of the Ionian Sea, until it reaches the island of Cephalonia, upon which it will travel directly to Sicily. Discovery: SCP-4561 came to the Foundation's attention on July 14, 1983, when several fishing vessels disappeared of the coast of Cephalonia. Foundation agents were sent to investigate the area after local fishermen discovered the remains of the vessel's crew, who had been killed following an SCP-4561 event. Foundation agents confirmed the existence of SCP-4561 two weeks later, after witnessing a Feeding event. MTF Gamma-6 was then mobilized to monitor the SCP. Addendum 1: The Foundation's Department of History have roughly translated several documents1 recovered from the Greek island of Andros, and a document from Tyre. Papyrus Manuscript retrieved from Tyre, Unknown Author, 800 BC Scroll Recovered from Andros Journal of Matriarch Korinsia Unsent Letter from Matriarch Korinsia I have witnessed something terrific. As our (flotilla/fleet) of ships approached the shores of Syracuse2 with the goods we were to trade there, the sea began to tremble with such ferocity. I witnessed the waves begin to (spin/dance) in the distance, where three of our ships were sailing. The ocean opened up like the maw of some terrible beast. The ships were drawn into the mouth of whatever beast law beneath the waves. We could do nothing but watch. This voyage has been (treacherous/perilous), as if Melquart3 is working against us. I shall make a sacrifice to appease him as soon as we reach the shores of Syracuse. The remains of the broken ships washed ashore this morning. All of the valuable cargo, the bronze and silver, is gone. Amongst the debris, I found body of the Amoni4 smith who had been traveling with us. The metal limbs he had so (coveted/guarded) were gone. I only hope that our return journey will not lead us into the mouth of the beast again. Inventory of Gatherer 300 [Talents] of Magnes5 24 Pieces of Iron 147 Pieces of Copper 34 Pieces of Tin 6 pieces of Silver 25 Amphorae (shards/blades) My machine is working well. The forges of (Gavros)6 are more abundant with the help of the Gatherer. This machine I have created is gift, blessed by Our Goddess's Schema. My visit to the land of Magnesia has proved bountiful. The Gatherer collects the magnes from under the sea, where we cannot reach. Every new moon my child returns with a bounty of (metal/minerals), and every day we can (build/construct) more. I hope that, in the future, we need not gift our (creations/schemas) to anyone in order to eat, so that we can truly turn our (minds/souls) to our Holy Craft. The Gatherer is a gift. A gift that I created. I shall never allow it to fail. Holy Father, The Flesh7, our profaned enemy, is here. It has (defeated/conquered) our defenses, and waits just outside our door. We will hold the Forges for as long as possible, and escape with as many of our creations as possible. I will send the Gatherer away, far from the enemy's host. When the time comes, I will retrieve it and it will continue its work. Mekhane (protect/help) us. Addendum 2: A wax cylinder that was placed inside a hatch SCP-4561 was recently recovered and translated by Foundation personnel. It appears that it operates on a rudimentary analog computer system8, and the cylinder constantly rotates inside the SCP and the order inscribed on it carried out. Upon further inspection of the cylinder, another small piece of text was found inscribed into the metal cap. Wax Cylinder Translation Wax Cylinder Translation DO NOT RETURN TO ANDROS. GO WEST AND COLLECT. DO NOT CEASE COLLECTION. Bronze Cap Text Bronze Cap Text I am sorry. Please be safe. Addendum 3: Due to the large amounts of metal collected by SCP-4561, MTF-Gamma 6 has been given orders to collect metal from within the SCP after every Feeding event for foundation use. Footnotes 1. These documents were written in Linear B, a syllabic script that predates the classic Greek alphabet by several centuries. 2. A Greek city on Sicily that has been inhabited since 734 BC, which has trade relations with most major powers in the Mediterranean including Phoenicia. 3. Melqart was the patron deity of the city of Tyre, and was worshipped as the god of trade and sea voyages. 4. Amoni is the name of an ancient Greek city state, predominantly inhabited by the Mekhanites, the precursor to GoI-004, the Church of the Broken God 5. Magnes refers to Magnesia, a metal composed of magnesium 6. The ancient name for the island of Andros 7. This refers to the Sarkic invasion of the Mediterranean in 1100 BC 8. The mechanism is similar to that of the Antikythera Mechanism |
SCP-4562 | safe | SCP-4562 at the location of its discovery Item #: SCP-4562 Object class: Safe Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4562 is kept in a standard large item containment chamber. All research, security, or maintenance personnel that wish to enter the chamber must undergo a full psychological evaluation before entering to ensure that no traumatic events or family abuse occurred during their childhood. SCP-4562-1 must be kept in a standard anomalous object storage box. Access to SCP-4562-1 is to be restricted to Level 3/C0 researchers and only for the duration of the testing. Description: SCP-4562 is a black Bösendorfer Model 290 "Imperial" concert grand piano. Its anomalous effects manifest when any music is played on it. The user, herein designated SCP-4562-A, will experience different effects according to what key they are playing: Low-note keys will cause SCP-4562-A to re-live moments they consider to be particularly traumatic or embarrassing; High-note keys will cause SCP-4562-A to re-live moments they consider to be happy, such as time they spent with a friend, a success or a special present they received; Black keys possess the ability to alter a subject's memories. When a high-note one is played, SCP-4562-A's memories of their childhood will change in a positive manner, while when a low-note one is played SCP-4562-A's memories will be affected in a negative way. This does not actually change the memories themselves, but rather the way SCP-4562-A perceives them.1 It should be noted that playing any single key will not cause these effects to manifest. In order for them to be activated, SCP-4562-A must play a specific melody2 . SCP-4562-1 is a white envelope with the words "My Music" written on its front side. It contains 34 music sheets, all of which have piano pieces written on them. 12 of the pieces are unknown to Foundation music specialists and are presumed to be original compositions, while the other 22 are known music pieces such as a reduction of Beethoven's Ode to Joy for solo piano. All of the sheets have been marked as "Property of James Simons" with a red permanent marker. Addendum A-Testing Log 4562-1 Foreword: As it was initially theorized that the only pieces capable of activating SCP-4562 were the 12 original compositions, D-class subjects were instructed to seat at the piano and play them one by one. The results were as follows: Piece #1 Subject: D-1258 D-1258 is a 23-year old Caucasian male, convicted of multiple violent crimes including assault and rape. His background analysis revealed expulsions from 3 different school establishments for violent behavior against his classmates, as well as difficult family conditions, his father being an alcoholic and his mother being addicted to cocaine. When playing SCP-4562, D-1258 reported watching himself in his high school courtyard, being bullied by the "tall guy", with noticeable tears flowing while he played. He then reported, presumably hallucinating, to be playing a game of football with his friends, before starting to repeat the phrases "Jake, it was not my fault. I did not beat him" and "You son of a bitch". He then punched SCP-4562 with great force, while shouting "that is for [intranscribable]" (SCP-4562 was unusually unaffected by this action). For approximately five minutes after this incident, D-1258 stopped playing, as he was holding his hands together in front of his body, as if he was handcuffed, and he started whispering "But I didn't mean to cause any harm…Please sir, I want to go home…I will be a good boy". Finally, he finished the piece, playing the final part very quickly and angrily hitting the keys, while shouting "Number Fourty-Six, reporting for duty, Sir!" Follow-Up notes: When the piece was over, D-1258 kept breathing heavily for a couple of minutes, while his expression changed from anger to a slight calmness. In the follow-up interview, he reported to researchers that he felt "relieved" and "having finally understood it". He later described that, while the memories he witnessed were very disturbing to him, "the piano made me understand that it was my fault from the very beginning". One month later he was relieved of his D-class duties and he offered a voluntary service to his home city, ultimately being emancipated 2 years later. [pieces 2-6 removed for brevity] Piece #7 Subject:D-1409 D-1409 is a 21 year old Caucasian male, convicted to short-term imprisonment for pickpocketing and vandalism of public property which he committed with his unarrested friend Jamie Lanows. When playing the piece, a 23-minute long anthem, he started talking to "Jai", laughing and "sharing secrets", while also "spray-painting" with his left hand (conveniently, the piece at this point only required one hand to play). He then started playing faster, reporting to be "running away" and shouting "Run Jai!" and "I am here, buddy! No worries!" At the 10 minute mark, his laughing started to cease, finishing a sentence mid-word "don't you worry Jai bud-", and at about the 22nd minute mark he started to cry. Follow-Up notes: When the piece was over, he seemed confused and distracted, reporting to researchers that "I thought he was my friend". He remained confused for the rest of the follow-up interview, not being able to explain how his feelings towards Jai changed during the course of the song, and he was transferred to Site 07 for a medical examination. This solidified the speculation that SCP-4562 is fully capable of altering subjects' perception of their memories. [pieces 8-12 removed for brevity] The subjects were then instructed to play the known pieces, starting with Beethoven 's Ode to Joy. Piece #12/4th movement of Ludwig van Beethoven's Symphony No. 9, Op. 125 (the "Ode to Joy") The Head of Research wished to find out the result of pieces written with a specific feeling in mind. D-4480, a 30 year old Caucasian male convicted of embezzlement of company money, reported feeling "strangely happy", for the duration of the piece, going as far as to start happily laughing towards the middle of it, repeating multiple times "This worked exactly as planned". After that, his expression changed to a mild annoyance, and he started repeating the phrases "Come on Sarah, we had something but it is now over" and "Don't you continue with this! I am RICH now, our affair has ended". He then continued laughing and commenting on his wealth, until the end of the piece, at which point a loud police siren was heard in the room, apparently coming from SCP-4562. The siren lasted for 2-3 seconds, before abruptly stopping. Follow-Up notes: Despite the overall happy reaction he had to his memories, when the piece was over, D-4480 immediately fell to the floor crying. When asked what happened, he explained that he had "just now realized that my whole life up to now was just a huge mistake". It is unknown if in this case SCP-4562 altered the perception of a specific childhood memory, or of the subject's whole life, although researchers tend to the second option because of the nature of the subject's memories which mostly involved his adult life. Piece #32/Frederic Chopin's Piano Sonata No. 2 in B-flat minor, Op. 35: III. (the "Funeral March") D-856 is a 20 year old Caucasian male, convicted for unstable violent behavior against multiple victims. His background analysis revealed a very difficult childhood, having lost his aunt and uncle in a car crash and his father 2 years later. He started screaming at the beginning of the piece, shouting "take them away", while at the same time moving his feet uncontrollably as if he was running. His anxiety continued to escalate, with his pulse drastically rising to more than 160 beats per minute. At the piece's crescendo, D-856's brainwave patterns were observed to drastically change from normal Beta waves (measured at the beginning of the test to 35 Hz) to Gamma waves3, reaching a dangerous level of 104 Hz. D-856 started to scream "Take them away, please, oh no, tell them to fucking STOP PLAYING!" Follow-Up notes: When the piece was over, he dropped on the floor unconscious immediately after playing the final note, a very low A. He was hospitalized for 3 months, during which time all research involving SCP-4562 was postponed. After fully recovering, he explained to researchers that he witnessed all 3 of his relatives' deaths, while at the same time hearing the bands that played the March in each of his relatives' funerals playing aloud. He strongly denied hearing the piano itself playing during this, and instead insisted on his stating of hearing the three different bands, although he informed personnel that he was not present at either of the funerals. It should be noted that the subject's description matches the existing records of said bands. Further research pending. Footnotes 1. Extensive information about this effect can be found in Testing Log 4562-1 2. Any coherent set of notes that together form a music piece. 3. Gamma Brain Waves are the fastest brainwaves (high frequency). They relate to simultaneous processing of information from different brain areas |
SCP-4563 | thaumiel | Item #: SCP-4563 Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-4563's vast knowledge in the field of Psychotherapy, the Foundation recognizes SCP-4563 as Foundation personnel, and is to be treated as such. SCP-4563 is currently working within a standard office located in the West Wing of Site 17. Any personnel currently working at Site 17 are allowed to book sessions with SCP-4563 if they so choose. Any low threat humanoid entity contained at Site 17, recommended to see a Psychiatrist should be assigned to SCP-4563 for scheduled sessions. The topics SCP-4563 and its patients discuss are protected by Client Confidentiality, and are not to be logged or documented. SCP-4563 has been granted Level 3 Clearance to access restricted files and areas of the site in order to provide information to SCP-4563 on the various anomalous entities SCP-4563 works with, such as SCP-1846 and SCP-007. SCP-4563 is authorized to prescribe medication for patients, but is no longer allowed to prescribe Reboxetine1 due to its negative effects. Because of SCP-4563's physical appearance, it is recommended that potential patients with katsaridaphobia2 should not receive therapy from SCP-4563. Description: SCP-4563 is a American Brown Cockroach (Periplaneta americana) that measures roughly 2 meters in height, excluding antennae. The subject has a preference for blue, pinstripe suits and a blue bowler hat. All of these clothes have been modified to accommodate additional appendages. This is often accompanied by a badge labeled “Dr. Barnabas P. Lockwood”. SCP-4563 has scored "high" on the empathy quotient test, and appears to be psychologically stable. The subject is unable to see the color red. Information that is classified to it is shaded as such. Its physical form occasionally degrades into a group of American Brown Cockroaches (Periplaneta americana); however, this is considered rare enough that it is of no concern. This will happen, do not worry. The subject has shown itself to be trustworthy to the degree where it has been determined they would benefit the Foundation if it is instated as an unpaid employee. Continued good behavior has been rewarded with higher-profile patients, as SCP-4563 has expressed interest in diversifying its profile. Post-appointment, patients are to receive the following questionnaire: Post-session psychological evaluation: On a scale of 1 to 10, rate your pre-session mental state: ______ On a scale of 1 to 10, rate you post-session mental state: ______ Would you like to request to see another Foundation-certified counselor? Y/N If comfortable, elaborate. ______________________ Are there any additional comments you would like to make? ______________________ Would you recommend Dr. Barnabas P. Lockwood to a friend? Y/N Did you encounter any unexpected events regarding Dr. Barnabas P. Lockwood's physical form? Y/N If so, elaborate. __________________ Did Dr. Barnabas P. Lockwood take any actions that made you uncomfortable? Y/N Where did they go? ____________ What kind were they? _______________ Do you need any medical assistance? ____________ Note: Additional compensation has been added to your paycheck. Thank you for your cooperation. Remember: Thank Dr Moned, Veralta Footnotes 1. An antidepressant used for the treatment of major depression. 2. Fear of cockroaches. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4563" by Ari L Pardue and Penguin6, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4563. 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-4564 | euclid | An instance of SCP-4564-A prior to attacking D-4564-14. Item #: SCP-4564 Special Containment Procedures: All recovered copies of SCP-4564 are to be stored within Secure Storage Area-B at Site 27. Foundation Personnel are to actively search for un-contained copies of SCP-4564 and recover them as soon as possible. Testing of SCP-4564 may be carried out at the discretion of Site Director Francis. Foundation Personnel operating out of Site-27 are to monitor New Zealand's emergency services call centers and surveillance networks for signs of individuals affected by SCP-4564-A. Upon the location of these individuals, Teams are to intercept and escort the individuals to the sea, where they will be allowed to expel all SCP-4564-A instances from within themselves before being amnesticised. Footage of individuals affected by instances of SCP-4564-A is to be erased, and victims/witnesses unable to be amnesticised are to be discredited. The Parazoology Division are to regularly inspect locations known to contain populations of Anguilla dieffenbachii in an effort to ascertain the total number of potential SCP-4564-A instances. Description: SCP-4564 is the collective designation for all first run copies of the video game “Fishing Derby”, published by Activision for the Video Computer System(VCS). Released in 1980, the game consisted of players attempting to catch digital fish worth two, four and six pounds in order to reach a quota of ninety nine pounds. All functioning copies of SCP-4564 exclusively affect populations of Anguilla dieffenbachii1 that have been trapped up rivers by dams, rendering them unable to reach the sea to breed. The initiation of SCP-4564’s anomaly occurs when any instance is played upon an VCS games console. Any time a player successfully catches a fish with the value of six pounds, a random eel matching the above criteria2 will proceed to exit the water in search of the nearest human being. Specimens of SCP-4564-A are able to move across land more efficiently when compared to non-anomalous eels and will attempt to locate a human before they expire. Upon locating a living human3 the SCP-4564-A instance will attempt to insert itself into the human's gastrointestinal tract via the anus or mouth. This is typically achieved through rudimentary ambush tactics, rapidly moving up an unaware human's leg and exploiting the more vulnerable orifice. Once within SCP-4564-B’s gastrointestinal tract, the SCP-4564-A instance will release a neurotoxic slime which induces a powerful urge for SCP-4564-B to travel to the sea. This compulsion has been seen to override all other desires and thoughts of SCP-4564-B, typically resulting in their erratically traveling to the nearest coastline by foot. Upon reaching the sea SCP-4564-B will enter the water and SCP-4564-A instances will exit the victims body via the first submerged orifice. Both will proceed to lose all anomalous effects and the eel(s) will journey to their open sea spawning grounds. Although often distressed, SCP-4564-B have never been harmed and can be host to between 1-██ instances of SCP-4564-A at a time. Addendum 4564-1: Following the discovery of SCP-4564, a search for the game's developer, David █████, has been mounted. While this search has thus far proved fruitless, it is now suspected that David █████ was involved with Arcadia, based on findings within seized SCP-4564 instances, shipments and manufacturing documents. Dear David, It’s never a happy time when we have to say goodbye. We will all miss you here in Arcadia, but we understand wanting to put down your own roots. We truly hope that you keep that unique touch you have with game design. You’ll find a new team to do amazing things over at Activision. You’ll always be a part of our family should you wish to return. Syzygy Nolan Bushnell, hollowed be my rat Footnotes 1. New Zealand Longfin Eel 2. Henceforth known as SCP-4564-A 3. Hereafter referred to as SCP-4564-B ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4564" by Anonymous, Dr Balthazaar, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4564. 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-4565 | safe | King Peter V of Aragon opening a portal for his knights Item #: SCP-4565 Special Containment Procedures: Historical manuals and reference books regarding the Albigensian Crusade are to be acquired and then stored in Warehouse 14-3. Existing information, online or in academia, concerning the above-mentioned event, is to be analyzed by Foundation historians and adjusted accordingly. All historical artifacts or items found in the southern French province of Occitanie are to be assessed for anomalous properties and contained. Description: SCP-4565 was a 20-year anomalous military campaign that occurred from 1205 to 1225 between Vatican-assisted Crusader Knights and the Cathars of France1. The war was instigated by Pope Innocent III, whose aim was to obtain the "keys of the Kingdom of Heaven2" which were believed to be in the possession of the five main houses of Carcassonne. The houses of Carcassonne were led by Duke Raymond V who was headquartered in the former province of Languedoc. The war concluded with the deaths of Viscount Raymond VI of Toulouse and King Peter V of Aragon and the destruction of South Languedoc. It is theorized that SCP-4565-1 was obtained by the Knights Templar3, however, with the group's dissolution in 1312, its current location remains unknown. This campaign is especially significant due to the conception of various anomalous military organizational techniques that would be recreated by Foundation pre-cursors in later years. The most significant of these would be the concepts of efficient team-based anomaly suppression groups and the utilization of anomalies to combat or suppress other anomalies. The former would later eventually develop into "Rixantes Luce Sacra" groups4 and the latter would later be used as historical precedence for the acceptance of the "Thaumiel" object class. The purpose of SCP-4565-1 has yet to be discovered. Documentation: All primary and secondary source documentation and evidence regarding this SCP was obtained from the Vatican Holy Office for Secrets and Prophecies (Secretorum Camerus Prophetias). The veracity of all information about SCP-4565 has yet to be corroborated by any third party reference. The sources from which the information is provided are written in Middle English or Latin and have been translated to English. The "sæfernmúða edlæcan5" has been translated from Old French to English. Letter from the Archbishop of Narbonne Gebhart Kosmas to Viscount Raymond VI of Toulouse regarding SCP-4565-1 Letter from the Archdiocese of Narbonne to Viscount Raymond VI of Toulouse regarding SCP-4565-1 To the most friendly, the most humble count of Carcassone, Raymond V of Toulouse, son of Raymond IV, son of Aquitaine III, House of Trencavel, by the grace of God and the blessings of God onto the entire House. From the follower of his holiness, the executor of God's Will, the leader of Narbonne, Archbishop Gebhart Kosmas. Good tidings to you, o' friend of God. You will hereby be aware that the highest office has come to be aware of the illness that pervades the lands of Languedoc. The call of heathenism and blasphemous ideology has scourged and spread through Toulouse. The benevolent, Pope Innocent the Third, has come to find a solution and as such, I advise to follow the steps that have come to you. Listen 'o Count, the Council of Cardinals has learnt of many faithful items of which all shall be taken in God's name. The first of which is the Grail, which has been found in Jerusalem. The second is the Ark, which has been found in a new land to the West. And the third is the key, which has been found rumored to be in Languedoc. That key, which Saint Peter held to his corpse when the sun swallowed the land and all of God's children wept, is said to with you. The call of the divine is upon you, o' great sir. We fear that the key will be stolen by those pagans that plague the land, as the once-great churches lay bare. Already, the five great cathedrals have been usurped by the heretical sects. We advise at once to follow his holiness's message to at once deliver the keys which will grant us passage to the highest level. Sainthood and Kingship await, once it has been delivered. In hopefulness, respect, faithfulness, and God-given duty, the Bishop Aphex, Duke of Auvergne, was present and witness to the writing of this message. Viscount Raymond VI (pictured center, sitting on lap) instructing his army The following information is taken from the original transcript of "The Cathar Crusades: A History of Genocide and Magic" by Severus Iona, 1854. Chapter 3: Old Bonds Burn and New Relations Sprout from the Ashes …Raymond V denied the notion that he owned the key to Heaven and accused Archbishop Kosmas of slander against his governorship. The period in which this letter was sent was the height of Cathar conversion in southern France and simultaneously occurred while the tensions rose between the Church and local leadership. By this point, five provinces had already been mostly converted. Due to the anti-priesthood tenet of the sect, the area was in direct opposition with the Catholic Church. In 1201, the archbishop of Milan listed Catharism as an "enemy of Catholicism" and this was used as an excuse for the incoming Crusade. In 1203, plans for the Albigensian Crusade began when various barons of southern France called for independence from King Phillip II. At the same time, Raymond V married Beatrice Alba, the granddaughter of King Peter V of Aragon, to secure a military alliance in time for the oncoming conflict. Plans were established by the Catholic Church to utilize various occult technology stolen from Constantinople and Jerusalem during the Fourth Crusade which ended five years prior in 1202. In 1204, the Council of Cardinals announced the start of the Crusade and called for volunteers from Northern France. Due to the rather low amount of initial Crusaders, Pope Innocent III permitted the use of psyche-altering machinations that persuaded more individuals to join the conflict… Anomalous Methods of Combat Overview Corpse Fiends Angel Men Animal Soldiers Bread Doubling Daemons Anti-Anomaly Crusader Teams Numerous thaumaturgic and magical combat varieties were used during the entirety of the conflict. It is unclear on which exact groups employed anomalous weaponry and to the extent that such means were used in relation to contemporary weaponry. It is known that utilizing anomalous methods during the conflict became normalized by at least 1217, according to letters from Raymond VI to occult magicians and the "Rexa Mundi Internal Declaration6" that was passed by Bishop Iona. Knights encountering manipulated corpses It is believed that Cathars used thaumaturgic magic to revive beheaded prisoners of war and force them to fight. The exact amount of dead soldiers used is unknown but it is estimated to be about 1,000-5,000. Records of these anomalous entities date to 1212 when they were first used in the Siege of Carcassone. It is generally thought that they were quite ineffective in battle. Crusader with wings attached Used in the Battle of Minerva in 1218, so-called "Angel Men" were Crusaders that were manipulated to fly using large wings. In the letters of Joshua the Clean7, these type of "abominations" would carry a scythe and sweep down "from the black skies into the red fields." In order to combat these entities, Cathar groups would develop the precision stone-trebuchet which would later go on to be used in other non-anomalous conflicts. Battle of Termes, 1226 Due to the large loss of Cathar soldiers during the fall of Carcassone, Raymond VI decided to utilize animal life in Languedoc as replacements for infantry soldiers. Other animals used include snails, dogs, and rats. The skulls of these entities are, occasionally, found in farm fields in modern-day Occitanie. Peasants eating during a break Fruit trees and wheat fields blessed with thaumaturgic magic that would heavily increase the output of available food was used throughout the war by Cathar groups. It is known that consuming such magically-amplified food resulted in deleterious effects but the exact outcome is unknown. Priest summoning various unknown entities Catholic-linked churches and institutions in Languedoc would begin work on summoning extra-versal entities in 1207. For more information on containment, please refer to SCP-████. Massacre of Biggore, 1228 Teams of 6-8 specially trained Crusader knights would be segmented and sent into areas of extreme anomaly concentration to eliminate all life. The members of the team would have specific spells, kinetoglyphs, and charms that would facilitate mass death. These teams would be used extensively during the last few years of the campaign to clear the land for occupation. Chapter 6: Destruction, Creation, Combining it All …Raymond V was assassinated in the sacking of Bogomil in 1220. In the same year, his 3-year-old son, Raymond VI, a reality manipulator, summoned various "demonic" entities that caused a rebellion through the ranks of the Church's army. In a final bid, to steal the key of Heaven from Raymond VI, Pope Innocent decided to siege the capital of Languedoc, the city of Toulouse… Sæfernmúða Edlæcan #12 Log Transcript Sæfernmúða Edlæcan #12 Log Transcript Date: Unknown, likely 11/3/1228, the Siege of Toulouse Lead Speaker: Richard Le Grant Richard Le Grant: This beest Richard Le Grant, high constable of his baroness Raymond the sixth of the once most wondrous Carcassone. We hereby name oursleves within this most wondrous hall, warriors of the five edged eye, and with this tool yond the gods has't did grant us, shalt we maketh the divine true. Monk Gawyne: And i beest, Monk Gwayne, son of Arthur, son of Ancelot. The one who is't stands next to Richard, the deputy of the five edged eye. We shall anon repeat our message yond is true and yond shalt beest deliver'd to his majesty Raymond the sixth. We hold the key to god and we proclaim yond we nev'r shalt alloweth the demiurge, Yaldaboath, 'r any creature of the night that cometh to taketh the divine wisdom within it. Richard Le Grant: We art' in the town of Salusbury with five hundred men and shall travel to Toulouse, the city of God. (pause for 5 minutes) Richard Le Grant: We art beest in Lastour, the city of iron, neaer 50 perches to Toulouse. 300 men has't been hath sent to god from the evil yond arises from the earth and the demons yond spew from the sky. We art been gift'd a sigil yond protects ourselves from the eyes of the church. And we shall liveth, and all shalt beest valorous on this earth. Monk Gawyne: Hush dear sire, the dead men approach and the whispers of death weigh the air. Maketh ready the spears and fire. (pause for 5 minutes) Richard Le Grant: We has't hath reached the walls of Toulouse and the armies of Yaldabaoth and church await us. We hath brought the key and we shall make great haste towards God's child, Raymond. He hath sent word the war shall beest ov'r lief and the dead men shalt wend back to hell and the harpies shall fly hence and the occult shalt once again leaveth this land. Monk Gawyne: 100 men art hath left and we shall die forth the land. This is our home and yet the sky hast did turn black and the travelling lamp hast did turn red with fury. The last day is upon the land and I desire yond in limbo at which hour all our dead, god shalt chooseth us from the many. (pause for 5 minutes) Richard Le Grant: We beest in the midst of fighting and i shall drop this tool anon. The key hast been given to Raymond but they has't overrun god's city. Praise beest to Peter, Raymond, and all who is't square in god's name. Five keys, five counties, they will die in threes, but we die in fives. (pause for 3 minutes) Unknown Crusader #1: What is this? Likely some tool of the damn'd. Unknown Crusader #2: Leaveth knave. Hell is upon us, the sky hast did turn black and some fire is gathering in the sky. Square while thee can and die now, while Heaven is near. Chapter 12: The End and Its Consequences During the siege of Toulouse in 1228, Viscount Raymond VI obtained the key from its storage place in Lastour. Later, when the siege ended, a massive blast engulfed Toulouse and many other neighboring cities. The true cause of the blast is unknown, but it is theorized that it was caused by the magician Jeronium Malgerious, the acting Archbishop of Catalonia. After the full defeat of Raymond VI and Peter V, the French King Phillip II occupied the region. The Catholic Church oversaw the rebuilding effort, especially of the city of Toulouse, in which they assigned the Knights Templar. Letter from the Head of the Knights Templar, Christian Debois to Pope Innocent III Letter from the Head of the Knights Templar, Christian Debois to Pope Innocent III To his holiness, Pope Innocent III From the follower of God, head of the army of Heaven, Christian Debois The grail has been taken from the flesh in Jerusalem, the ark has been extracted from the far west (with many deaths), and the key has been obtained from the five houses of France. Soon we will begin construction. He is no longer broken. Footnotes 1. Catharism is an offshoot denomination of Christianity that existed from the 12th to 14th centuries that focused on anti-clericalism, anti-materialism, and numerology. 2. Hereafter referred to as SCP-4565-1 3. A Catholic military order that fought Vatican-deemed heretics throughout the Middle Ages. 4. Formalized "MTF"-like containment groups used by Vatican Holy Office for Secrets and Prophecies until 1679. 5. Sæfernmúða edlæcan roughly translates to "Mouth Repeater" and was an anomalous item used during the campaign to record the voices and dialogues of anti-anomalous Cathari groups in action. 6. The Rexa Mundi Internal Declaration was a temporary allowance for priests and other Catholics to deploy occult practices. 7. A soldier who fought alongside Raymond V in 1218 and died in 1220. |
SCP-4566 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4566 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4566 is to be contained in a high-value storage locker in the containment wing of Storage Site-23. The extraction of Foundation personnel fictionalized by SCP-4566 is a low priority; research should instead focus on the feasibility of training fictional personnel as meta-narrative operatives. Funds are to be allocated to the maintenance and development of narratives containing fictionalized personnel to ensure the continuity of identity. Description: SCP-4566 is a Xerox-brand photocopier, heavily modified for use as an anomalous weapon by a Seattle-based Chaos Insurgency cell. Modifications made to SCP-4566 include: Certain internal electronic components replaced with demonic circuitry; Thaumatological sigils inscribed on the inside of the paper trays in an alloy of silver and copper; All glass components replaced with obsidian; Magenta ink cartridge filled with human blood, later determined to be an exact genetic match to Argentine novelist Jorge Luis Borges. A full list of all modifications made to SCP-4566 can be found in Document 4566-5. SCP-4566 can be used to fictionalize an individual1, causing them to replace a main character or a major supporting character in a published fictional literary work or series of works. The activation method used to achieve these effects is unknown; all members of the Chaos Insurgency cell believed to have designed and utilized SCP-4566 either were killed by Foundation agents or self-terminated prior to capture. When an individual is fictionalized by SCP-4566, all copies of the affected media are changed to reflect their insertion into the narrative; references to the affected media in other media are likewise changed. The plot and content of the affected media are usually not significantly changed; affected individuals usually replace characters that are similar in appearance and personality, and have little to no knowledge of their extra-fictional origin unless informed. SCP-4566 appears to have a mild antimemetic effect, as the changes made to the affected media will go unnoticed by anyone who did not know the affected individual personally; those who knew the affected individual and have not previously encountered the affected media will notice the similarity of the fictional character to the real individual, but will not necessarily believe that the person they knew has been fictionalized. Table 4566-1: Known SCP-4566 Victims Name Affected Media Notes Dr. Charles Savage, Jr. "Doc Luther, the Man of Bronze" The first known victim of SCP-4566. Dr. Savage was the director of Site-18 from 1976 until his fictionalization in September 1992; he replaced Dr. Andrew Luther, the main character of a popular series of short stories serialized in pulp magazines from 1933 to 1949. Anthony Rogers, Commander of MTF Gamma-7 ("Law and Order") Buck Jackson Commander Rogers replaced Matthew "Buck" Jackson, the main character of Armageddon 2419 AD and the Buck Jackson series of comics. His fictionalization occurred in May 1993, shortly after MTF Γ-7 raided a Chaos Insurgency safehouse in Dresden, Germany. UIU Special Agent Diego de la Vega (codename "Fox") The Curse of Capistrano Agent de la Vega, a UIU deep cover agent who had infiltrated a Chaos Insurgency cell in Los Angeles, California, replaced "Lobo" ("Wolf"), the protagonist of The Curse of Capistrano, the film adaptation The Mark of Lobo, and a number of other short stories and film adaptations. The exact date of his fictionalization is unknown, but he broke contact with the UIU in October 1993. Johnathan Carter "A Princess of Mars" Johnathan Carter, a junior partner at Marshall, Carter and Dark LLC, replaced the main character of the Jack Taylor series of science-fiction short stories. The exact date of Mr. Carter's fictionalization is unknown; the Foundation was first alerted to it in August of 1994, when Rupert Carter, Mr. Carter's uncle and a senior partner at Marshall, Carter and Dark, purchased the rights to all Jack Taylor stories that had not yet entered the public domain. Randolph Carter "The Statement of Richard Hathaway" Randolph Carter was also a junior parter at Marshall, Carter and Dark LLC; he replaced Richard Hathaway, a recurring character in a number of short stories and novels by American author H. P. Lovecraft. His fictionalization is believed to have occurred between Johnathan Carter's fictionalization and December of 1994, when Rupert Carter purchased the rights to all of H. P. Lovecraft's works that had not yet entered public domain. SCP-4566 was recovered in Feburary of 1995 during a UIU raid on a Chaos Insurgency cell in Seattle; communications from that cell to other Insurgency cells identified SCP-4566 as the source of the fictionalizations, and the object was taken into Foundation custody. Addendum 4566-1: On 7 June, 1996, Foundation researcher Dr. Julian Bashir, who had disappeared several days previously, was found in the television show Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, replacing the character Dr. Augustine Fadil. Investigations into possible Chaos Insurgency involvement in Dr. Bashir's fictionalization are ongoing. Footnotes 1. See Table 4566-1 for a full list of individuals known to have been affected by SCP-4566. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4566" by ch00bakka, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4566. 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-4567 | euclid | SCP-4567-F and -G, taken from Foundation Observation Post 410 Item #: SCP-4567 Special Containment Procedures: Naval Task Force Gamma-17, working from SCPS Unity, is to oversee containment of SCP-4567. A small force consisting of NTF-Γ-17 agents is to be based upon each instance of SCP-4567 to prevent vessels from travelling within 2km of the instances and to ensure the well-being of SCP-4567. If necessary, SCP-4567 instances may be towed if they come too close to populated areas or other non-anomalous oil platforms. The remains of SCP-4567-C are preserved and stored at Site-46. Description: SCP-4567 is the collective designation for 14 13 living organisms resembling offshore oil platforms (denoted as SCP-4567-A through -N). All instances of SCP-4567 are genetically similar, although not identical, and resemble a variety of oil platform types. Instances of SCP-4567 are mobile, and move slowly via limbs emulating anchors and supports. Instances of SCP-4567 will maneuver themselves until they are over oil deposits (which they locate through an advanced system of echolocation) before "drilling" using long proboscis-like structures and then consuming the oil. The oil is then burnt slowly for energy and nutrition. SCP-4567 show the ability to observe and interact with their surroundings, and are extremely non-aggressive; however, due to their large size they may cause damage to unaware ships or marine life. SCP-4567 appear to have no predators, again due to their size. The lifespan of SCP-4567 is unknown- only one instance (SCP-4567-C) is known to have died so far, during a major storm in the North Atlantic on ██/██/2003. This allowed an autopsy to be performed, the results of which are contained within Addendum 1. SCP-4567-A was first discovered on ██/██/1982 when a shipping crew reported an abandoned and adrift oil platform off the coast of Nova Scotia. When the platform was unable to be identified, the Canadian Coast Guard boarded the platform, before discovering the anomalous properties. The Foundation were contacted via the Royal Canadian Navy, and secured SCP-4567 the day after. The members of the Coast Guard were given Class-B amnestics. The Foundation conducted a search of marine territories, discovering the other 13 instances of SCP-4567 by ██/██/1984. Addendum 1: Autopsy of SCP-4567-C was carried out by a specially trained team consisting of biologists, nautical engineers, and anomalous structure experts. The autopsy was led by Dr. Helen Oswald. SCP-4567-C AUTOPSY REPORT Initial Notes First impressions of SCP-4567-C, henceforth referred to as "subject", are that the cause of death is blunt force trauma due to capsizing and colliding with an offshore reef during the storm. I'm informed by Agent Peterson that the subject is an example of a semi-submersible platform. It appears to be comparable to "third gen" models of platform, with a drilling depth of approximately 500 m. Upon initial examination, it appears the majority of the "skin" of the subject is composed of a form of chitin, although particularly more durable. Where one would expect to find the interior, this is instead blocked off. Nervous/Sensory System After cutting through the exoskeleton we have seemingly discovered the "head" of the subject, located in the approximate position of the control cabin. The brain appears most similar to that of a cephalopod, complete with twin parallel nerve cords, and has an approximate size of 8 cubic meters. The subject does not appear to possess visual receptor organs, but instead uses a form of echolocation to "see". Muscular/Skeletal System The subject is an invertebrate, possessing no endoskeleton, relying solely on the chitinous exoskeleton to provide structure. The majority of the interior is composed of fatty blubber tissue, presumably to assist with buoyancy. However, the anchor chains appear to be made out of muscular tissue to assist with movement. Several pockets of water are located within the lower half of the subject, controlled by exterior valves. It is theorised that these also assist with adjusting buoyancy. Circulatory System The subject has a closed circulatory system, with a branchial heart similar to those of the cephalopods, and a complex system of capillaries. It additionally uses hemocyanin to transport oxygen. Respiratory System The subject is air-breathing, with an unusual set of lungs located in the upper body. Air is drawn in through openings atop the "tower" of the subject, and expelled at a lower valve. Digestive System Subject appears to subsist on a diet of crude oil. A large drill-like proboscis with a durable drill-bit "tooth" acts as the mouth. Oil is mined via this appendage, and is pumped into a central tank, where certain components of the oil are extracted and used for growth and repair. Remaining oil is then burned, with the energy captured and used to power the subject. It's unclear how the subject is able to survive on oil alone, without any apparent intake of water, or many of the nutrients essential for life. Excretory System Any unused oil or other waste products are simply ejected into the sea via a valve acting as a cloaca of sorts. This is located upon the underside of the deck. Immune System [REDACTED] Reproductive System From what I can tell, there appears to be no sexual characteristics of any kind. There's no obvious evidence of asexual reproduction either- it appears the subject is entirely sterile. We have yet to discover the origin of any SCP-4567 instance. Addendum 2: Incident Report 4567-10 On 20/04/2010, approximately an hour into the Deepwater Horizon oil spill, all instances of SCP-4567 were observed to cease all movement. After an estimated four hours, all instances began to vocalise via unknown means. The vocalisations lasted for a period of six hours, before normal activity was resumed. No further vocalisations have been observed since this event. A short recording of SCP-4567-F during this incident is available below. |
SCP-4568 | esoteric-class | NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION You are accessing an archived version of the documentation for SCP-4568, dated November 6, 1997. An archive of relevant revisions is included for purposes of context and analysis. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Item #: SCP-4568 Special Containment Procedures: A disinformation campaign is ongoing to provide a natural justification for any seismic activity caused by SCP-4568; currently, this is attributed to the interaction of three concurrent tectonic plates near SCP-4568's main area of activity. The building codes in countries affected by SCP-4568 (mainly continental Chile, the west of Argentina, Peru and Bolivia) is to be designed to ensure that buildings are able to withstand earthquakes of up to Class VII on the Modified Mercalli seismic intensity scale. Foundation personnel embedded in the security and emergency services of the affected countries are to direct evacuation and rescue efforts whenever necessary in order to reduce the impact of SCP-4568 and prevent a Broken Masquerade scenario. Attempts to design a predictive model of the active periods of SCP-4568 and proper countermeasures to such activity are ongoing. Experimentation with Safe-class anomalies such as SCP-███ is authorised to devise an adequate containment or neutralization procedure. Description: SCP-4568 is a massive, subterranean, serpentine entity which inhabits below the Andean mountain range in South America. Current estimates indicate a length of at least 500 km and a width of around 20 km. The entity is animate and autonomous and is composed of molten rock, highly compressed sediments, various metals, and ice. Sonar analysis reveals the existence of potentially artificial structures, resembling clockwork, gears and primitive circuits, along the body of the entity; these structures have no identified purpose and do not seem to be the mechanism behind the autonomous movement of SCP-4568. SCP-4568 remains dormant most of the time. However, at certain periods the entity displaces itself along the Andean mountain range. Due to its massive size, this usually results in large-scale seismic activity, with magnitude proportional to the degree of displacement. Pattern analysis suggests that these movements are in response to an unknown trigger and the seismic activity is intentionally caused by SCP-4568, instead of being just an accidental byproduct. The purpose, if there is any, is unknown; due to the large amount of casualties caused by SCP-4568, the entity is presumed to be hostile. It is unknown if SCP-4568 is sapient. Due to the inherent uncontainability of the entity itself, containment currently focuses on the study of SCP-4568 and mitigation of the aftereffects of its activity. So far, the following observations have been made: The entity does not follow a consistent pattern of movement and appears to enter an active state in response to an unknown external stimulus. It is believed that this indicates a degree of sentience and a potential objective or purpose. Minor tremors caused by SCP-4568 during periods of lesser activity (i.e. outside of its movement patterns) follow a positive-entropy1 pattern, lacking the characteristics of white noise. This suggests that they may be intended as a form of communication, and thus that SCP-4568 may be a sapient entity. So far these messages, if they are an actual form of communication, have not been deciphered. Abnormal oceanic activity has been observed after SCP-4568's active state. It is unknown if this is a normal aftereffect of the seismic activity or caused by another factor. Correlations have been found between SCP-4568's description and the local mythology of SCP-4568's area of activity. It is unknown how native inhabitants of this zone would have had the means to detect SCP-4568 and describe it; however, this, in addition to the aforementioned oceanic activity, imply that [DATA EXPUNGED]2. Preventive countermeasures are currently under study. Addendum 4568-1: Containment/Neutralization Proposal Due to the aforementioned observations about SCP-4568, its inherent uncontainability via conventional methods, and its high threat level towards the civilian population, Senior Researcher Javier Carreño has proposed a set of Extraordinary Special Containment Procedures based on key assumptions on the behavior of the entity. To the O5 Council, Based on the assumptions listed below: that SCP-4568 is a sapient entity, that it has a psychological profile similar enough to human baseline to have developed some form of linguistic skillset, that it is actively hostile to humankind, and that its active periods may lead to catastrophic containment breaches and massive loss of human life (see SCP-4568's file revision dated 23/05/1960), I, in representation of the SCP-4568 Research Team, posit that SCP-4568 should be temporarily or permanently neutralized, as standard containment is impossible. Given the lack of physical methods of containment, I propose the usage of hostile memetic constructs, up to and including Berryman-Langford memetic kill agents, combined with the usage of anomalous objects SCP-███, SCP-███ and SCP-████ in order to project this memetic payload to SCP-4568 while minimizing accidental exposure to civilians or Foundation personnel. Due to the extremely intensive logistics involved in this neutralization proposal, we currently do not have the resources to enact it immediately. We propose a passive and gradual preparation of these Extraordinary Special Containment Procedures, which would additionally provide a way to closely monitor SCP-4568 activity. Formal activation of the neutralization procedure would occur as soon as possible and would be accelerated in response to an Emergency Level 4 or higher civilian threat. It is expected that these countermeasures will be ready to deploy in around 10 to 15 years. Javier Carreño Vásquez SCP-4568 Research Lead This procedure is currently under review by the O5 Council. Next revision > Footnotes 1. Information entropy is a measurement of the complexity, randomness or predictability of a pattern, sequence or signal. 2. Declassified by SCP-4568's former Research Lead Javier Carreño on March 1, 2010, due to tangible evidence confirming this hypothesis. |
SCP-4569 | safe | Item #: SCP-4569 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4569 is locked in a 10-digit pin coded safe, located in Storage Unit-22 within Site-17. Further access for research purposes is to be granted only by Class A personnel. Subjects exposed to SCP-4569 are required to be at least Class B Foundation members with a minimum score of 60 points on the Milgram Obedience Test. Description: SCP-4569 is a leather-cover book recovered on 02/09/20██ during a Foundation raid of a Serpent's Hand facility. Testing has shown the object dates back from the 16th century. SCP-4569 contains a 151-page biography of the individual reading it, up to the moment he or she came into contact with it, written in a style and tone similar to classic fairy tales. If more than one person is reading SCP-4569, its content will be perceived differently by each reader. It should also be noted that regardless of the reader's age or number of events from their life, the number of pages remains consistent, SCP-4569 choosing to skip or include details in order to shorten or stretch the story. The language SCP-4569 is written in seems to be the language the reader is most comfortable with, which can be different from his/her mother tongue. What all the variations of the text share in common is the ending sentence, that being "Now, it's time for [reader's name] to continue their journey…". Between 2 and 30 minutes after an individual finishes reading SCP-4569, SCP-4569-A will start manifesting inside the individual's mind. To prevent the reader from triggering SCP-4569-A, the text consists at first of only the first phrase, the rest of them displaying themselves one at a time as he or she continues to read through them. SCP-4569-A refers to a voice present in the mind of an individual who has finished reading SCP-4569. Subjects under the effect of SCP-4569-A describe it at as a calm, soothing male voice, similar in tone with the voice of actor M█████ F██████, which "narrates" their actions, thoughts and decisions as if they were "part of some kid's book". Subjects have stated that, despite SCP-4569-A's pleasant sound, its constant presence in their mind often renders them almost unable to focus and it disturbs their sleep to the point where sedatives are required for them to fully rest. Further tests have proven that these negative effects do tend to grow weaker over time. Subjects have also brought to researchers' attention that SCP-4569-A is also present in their dreams, displaying its normal behavior of describing surroundings and events. It should be also noted that, on certain occasions, SCP-4569-A seems to purposely induce paranoia to its host. Multiple subjects have reported the voice narrating actions done by them in the past tense when they have not in fact taken place yet. Subject D-20902 has provided the following example: It's like, say I am standing in a hallway and there's 2 doors in front of me. The voice would go something like "Johnathan continued on his path, reaching a crossroad. Unsure which way to go, he chose the left path". And that's before I even picked a door. It's creeping me out, 'cause now I feel like I should go left, but I don't know what's gonna happen if I go right. It's screwing with my head! Communication with SCP-4569-A has been attempted, but to no success. Writing into SCP-4569 has initially proven successful, but researchers soon realized the hand-written text is only visible to its author and has no effect on the object's anomalous properties. An unexpected result is obtained when looking at the object through electronic media. Photographs, recordings and such containing SCP-4569 will display the recording object's history, from manufacturing date to the date the record was captured. After fully reading SCP-4569 through this indirect way, SCP-4569-A will not manifest. Addendum 4569.1: Further experimentation has been stopped due to SCP-4569 not displaying any other anomalous properties which can be studied or exploited. [INPUT LEVEL 4/4569 SECURITY CREDENTIALS REQUIRED] [CREDENTIALS APPROVED] Description: The object description provided above is entirely valid, with a few exceptions, but left incomplete by the direct order of the O5. Thanks to Dr. Preda's "research", The Foundation was able to get very good insight into the kind of information SCP-4569-A can provide when narrating. What makes SCP-4569-A trully stand out is its omnisciency. As far as experiments have proven the Foundation, SCP-4569-A has unlimited knowledge of the past, present and future. Its knowledge ranges from events to classified facts to how other individuals are feeling or thinking at certain points in time. SCP-4569-A does not reveal specific information on command, though, but rather "when it is relevant to the plot". Addendum 4569.2: The subject of SCP-4569's possible contribution to Foundation Research was debated during an Overseer Council meeting. With a final vote of 8 in favor and 5 against, it was agreed to use SCP-4569-A's knowledge, experimentally at first, in order to gather various types of information about potential breaches, SCP objects and research-related intel. Personnel chosen to be exposed to SCP-4569 were required to be known loyal Foundation members and, at the end of each day, the chosen individuals needed to be interrogated about the kind of information SCP-4569-A had provided. These precautions were taken so, in the case of a Site Researcher obtaining classified information from SCP-4569-A, the Foundation would've been assured that the individual would follow his or her instructions to be administered required amnestics. The first few weeks of the trial period proved successful. The individuals continued their work as usual, occasionally nearing containment rooms of "problematic" SCP objects, while collecting intel about various matters. While it is true that the quantity of random facts outweighed the one of useful information, the Foundation managed to retrieve valuable information regarding future containment breaches, unknown SCP properties and even provided the locations of SCP-3998 and SCP-████. The unfortunate outcome of Incident-4569-2 induced stress to the remaining number of participants in the experiment. Since, at that time, the Foundation was not aware of a method to extract SCP-4569-A from an individual's mind, little action was taken to remediate the problem, including prohibition to approach SCP objects that might cause similar results. Another unforeseen effect of the initiative was the degrading relationships of the selected personnel with the rest of the Foundation employees. Since SCP-4569-A narrates the stories from a mostly impersonal perspective, it did not hold back from telling the chosen researchers what other individuals think or feel about them. The continuous exposure to this sort of information gradually affected both their mental health and social behaviour, resulting in noticeably poorer performance and cooperation skills. This, in combination with the paranoia and disturbances caused by SCP-4569-A in general, and the leftover tension from Incident-4569-2 led all subjects first to severe mental health issues, followed by dementia. Removal of SCP-4569-A from the subjects' mind has been attempted using Class C amnestics, however without success. Shortly after the result of the experiment was conclusive, it was declared that the cost of retrieving information from SCP-4569-A exceeds its benefit and that further research in this field should be interrupted. Incident-4569-2: The event took place on 14/██/2███ and was recorded on a few cameras, providing Security with full visual of the incident. It is believed that SCP-4569-A offered Dr. ██████ information about ●●|●●●●●|●●|●, because when looking at the recorded footage at approximately 3:20 PM the researcher can be observed having an "unfortunate" encounter, followed by his abduction. The Foundation had taken rigorous precautions to prevent leaks of classified data, but it had overlooked the possibility of SCP-4569-A offering intel about information-aspiring entities. It is currently unknown in what context or why did SCP-4569-A mention this sort of intelligence to Dr. ██████, but it has shown the Foundation that confidential information is not the only aspect that it ought to be cautious about. Addendum 4569.3: Although previously believed that SCP-4569-A was a non-sapient entity, communication has been established with it. To better understand the effects of SCP-4569 and SCP-4569-A on the human mind, the Foundation conducted several experiments on subjects affected by the entity, by studying their cerebral activity patterns. Although at first unsuccessful, researchers managed to identify sub-infra-low brain waves being broadcasted at frequencies ranging from 0.000003-0.000007 Hz while SCP-4569-A was narrating. Shortly after, through the Foundation's extensive resources, letters started being decrypted, eventually followed by words. After the first sentence had been fully translated, all the electrical equipment connected to the subject's brain suddenly shut down. After approximately 4 seconds of inactivity, the machinery was reactivated, seemingly by its own, displaying one last wave sequence, only to stop receiving anomalous transmission from the subject's brain. Multiple attempts to reaccess SCP-4569-A's frequency have been conducted since, both on the original subject and others, to no result. After the experiment, all subjects under SCP-4569-A's influence reported that the voice's intensity slightly dampened. The text decrypted from SCP-4569-A's last recorded transmission read: Now then, we wouldn't want to break the fourth wall, would we? ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4569" by Wantcha, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4569. 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-4570 | safe | SCP-4570: Almost Heaven, West Virginia 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-4570 LEVEL 2/4570 CONTAINMENT CLASS: SAFE RESTRICTED SCP-4570 Special Containment Procedures: A 3.6-meter tall steel fence has been built around SCP-4570. This fence is to be patrolled by Foundation officials under the guise of SCP-4570 being a historic landmark. Personnel are to incapacitate any wildlife near SCP-4570 and relocate them a safe distance away. Individuals attempting to enter SCP-4570 are to be administered Class-A amnestics and released. Existing SCP-4570-A instances are to be monitored for possible containment breaches. Further investigations into the source of SCP-4570’s anomalous properties are currently ongoing. Description: SCP-4570 is the town of Nelson, Nevada, abandoned in 1971. Buildings within SCP-4570 are in a state of severe disrepair, with many having completely collapsed. All organisms that enter SCP-4570 will experience rapid genetic transformations. SCP-4570's effect culminates with the affected subject becoming a plant or animal native to the state of West Virginia. This effect extends to both flora and fauna, with resulting transformations (referred to as SCP-4570-A) having similar genetics and physical traits to the original entity. During these transformations, subjects have expressed extreme distress and discomfort. Humans that enter SCP-4570 will be subject to SCP-4570’s transformation effect, although no exact pattern has been found between resulting SCP-4570-A instances.1 The only consistent effect between experiments has been reports of faint music before transformations take place, with most likening it to a song in a country genre. Recorded SCP-4570-A instances resulting from humans include: North American porcupines (Erethizon dorsatum) Willow oaks (Quercus phellos) American black bears (Ursus americanus) Turkey vultures (Cathartes aura) Common snapping turtles (Chelydra serpentina) Blueberries (Vaccinium corymbosum) SCP-4570-A instances capable of locomotion will enter a building within SCP-4570. Once inside, SCP-4570-A will take on the job of a human working in that building. Despite the physical limitations of many SCP-4570-A, these jobs will be executed at a level equal to that of a human. Once their job is completed, instances will enter other buildings and socialize with other SCP-4570-A. There are currently 129 recorded SCP-4570-A instances, with 47 of the town's buildings being completely occupied. SCP-4570-A have shown notable hostility towards the Foundation, actively destroying remote drones and other monitoring devices. Several meteorological anomalies are present within SCP-4570, with the measured air pressure of the town being significantly higher than the surrounding area. In addition, several incidents of SCP-4570 experiencing significantly colder weather than the surrounding area have been recorded. Addendum: On 10/12/1997, all activity within SCP-4570 suddenly ceased for approximately 22 hours, including its transformative and meteorological properties. During this 22 hour period, Agent Claudia Amherst was dispatched to investigate. Included below is a transcript of the exploration. ► Access Exploration Transcript ▼ Close Exploration Transcript Exploration log - SCP-4570 - 10/12/1997 Date: 10/12/97 Exploration Team: Agent Claudia Amherst Subject: SCP-4570 [BEGIN LOG] Amherst: Check, check, do you hear me? Command: Loud and clear. Search the town for any signs of the anomaly. Amherst: Understood. (Pause) Any word on the dash A’s activity? I’d rather not get mauled by a bobcat today. Command: Negative. Locate them, if possible. Amherst: (Sigh) Alright. (Amherst begins to navigate towards the center of SCP-4570.) Amherst: There’s a building over here that looks fairly intact. It looks like some sort of store, but the sign on the front is too faded to make out. (Amherst draws her firearm and enters the building. Visible in the building are several store shelves in various states of disrepair. A wooden counter is visible in the background.) Amherst: Is this coming through clearly Command? Command: All clear. Amherst: God, it smells horrible in here. I think it’s this food on the shelves, at least I think it’s food. Most of these are just empty boxes and tin cans. Amherst: I think I’ve found a dash A. There’s a groundhog holding one of the tin cans just sitting on the shelf, looking at me. Command: Has it noticed you? Amherst: (Pause) I don’t think it can notice me. It’s not moving at all, not even breathing. It looks like one of the taxidermy animals my uncle had all around his cabin. (Amherst holsters her weapon before taking a tin can off the nearby shelf and lightly throwing it near the SCP-4570-A instance. The can impacts the shelf the instance is sitting on before falling to the ground. No reaction is observed. Amherst approaches the instance.) Command: Collect the instance for examination. Amherst: Understood. (Amherst places the instance under her arm before walking towards the wooden counter.) Amherst: Hey Command, do you see this? Command: Please elaborate. Amherst: There’s a tree growing right in front of the cash register. It’s not growing through the floor either, it’s somehow growing on top of the floor. Command: Noted. Collect a sample from the tree and continue on. Amherst: Copy. (Amherst breaks a low hanging branch from the tree and places it in her pack. She then exits the store and continues through SCP-4570.) Amherst: There’s a lot of collapsed buildings here. Any word on why it was abandoned? Command: It is assumed to be related to the anomaly, although no clear reason for the disappearances has been found. Amherst: Alright, I'll keep that in mind. Looks like there’s another store up ahead. The sign says something about guns, but the rest of it is unreadable. I’m heading in. (Pause) Oh fuck! Command: Amherst, what happened? Amherst: It (Pause) it looks like the floor of the building collapsed into a basement of sorts. I didn’t see it at first and almost fell straight in. Command: Are you injured? Amherst: No, I’m fine, just a bit shaken. On a positive note, I’ve found where all of our drones have gone. (Amherst leans into the doorway of the store. In the hole is a large pile of shattered wood covered with various mechanical parts.) Command: Understood. Continue on to the next building. (Amherst leaves the building and proceeds to a nearby building.) Amherst: Looks like we’ve got a bar here. It seems to be in better condition than the rest of the town too. The sign on the wall here says “Johnny’s Saloon.” (Amherst enters the building.) Amherst: (Pause) Command, something isn’t right here. Command: Can you elaborate? Amherst: This building looks like it’s been completely untouched. No broken furniture, no shattered bottles, nothing. Amherst: There’s even a jukebox against the wall here. A Wurlitzer 1050, like the one back at the Site-17 break room. (Pause) It’s still on? Command: Repeat? Amherst: The lights on the machine are still on. The glass isn’t even dusty. (Pause) Looks like there’s only one record inside, but I can’t read the label from here. Command: Are there any markings on the machine? Amherst: Not that I can see. (Pause) Hold on, there’s some writing on the side. “We all deserve to belong. My only hope is to bring you closer to heaven, one lyric at a time.” Command: Acknowledged. Amherst: Request to return to base before I’m turned into a copperhead. Command: Granted. [END LOG] Footnotes 1. This is theorized to be an effect of humans having no genetically similar species that is native to West Virginia. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4570" by Deadly Bread, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4570. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4571 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4571 Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-4571's location, Foundation agents are to monitor all Martian explorations, and to redirect missions as necessary to a minimum of forty (40) kilometers from the coordinates -55.71°S 163.92°W. The Foundation satellite S-4571.01 shall remain in low Martian orbit to scan the entirety of the Terra Sirenum region for SCP-4571-2 instances. Description: SCP-4571 is a bipedal creature of debated origin, currently residing on Mars' Terra Sirenum region in a packed regolith shelter of its own creation. SCP-4571's facial features are similar to both canine and feline facial features. SCP-4571's exact intelligence is currently unknown, but is thought to be fairly similar to human based on observation of SCP-4571's behaviors. SCP-4571's height is 183 centimeters. Despite SCP-4571's diet seeming to consist entirely of SCP-4571-2 fruit, it has relatively sharp teeth. This has lead to the current prevailing theory among our researchers, in which SCP-4571 has arrived from another star system, and has landed on mars unintentionally. No remains of the potential interstellar vehicle have been found. It is unclear if the radio communications device SCP-4571 is currently building is to signal Earth, or SCP-4571's potential home planet. SCP-4571 appears to farm SCP-4571-2 instances for survival. SCP-4571 has a type of tapered Keratin digits, and can carve Martian ice using them. SCP-4571-1 is a cored, amber coloured sphere 15 centimeters in diameter, its hole 5 centimeters in diameter. Upon physical contact between SCP-4571-1 and SCP-4571, A large amount of what resembles plasma is created, notably violet in the visible spectrum, and is abnormally low in temperature for plasma at ███° Kelvin. SCP-4571 can control the plasma via sculpting it using its hands and/or mind, as observed during Incident dust storm 5. The plasma appears safely tangible in the hands of SCP-4571 and is capable of both precision cutting and blasts rivaling modern grenades. It has thus far taken on these forms: A sphere the exact size of SCP-4571-1 (estimated to be a neutral position) An unknown form, exploding on impact with rover R.4571.01. Several circular disks, able to carry rover parts. A curved cutting wedge, 70 centimeters in length, used to separate and carve metal from R.4571.01. A protective spherical structure 20 meters in diameter. A spear-like object thrown by SCP-4571 at R.4571.02. R.4571.01 and R.4571.02 captured the plasma on camera before losing contact with Earth. Data R.4571.02 sent back indicates that a long, spear-like object had pierced the rover's tracks. The level of control SCP-4571 has over the produced plasma is similar to a Type green reality bender, to a strictly limited extent. Discovery of SCP-4571 and SCP-4571-1 during rover R.4571.01's mission to investigate SCP-4571-2 instances provoked further observation and a change in object designations. Most notably, changing the plants' designation to SCP-4571-2. SCP-4571-2 is a Mars-based species of plant currently consisting of twenty five several hundred individual plants, each bearing one to five fruit a total of five times during a given Martian year. Fruits range from 10-11 centimeters in height, all contain 10 slices in a similar fashion to orange slices. SCP-4571-2 instances do not require liquid water, as their stems have been observed feeding off of crushed ice and crushed dry ice. Only the stem of an SCP-4571-2 instance can process ice, it's roots instead act like an anchor to avoid being uprooted during dust storms. SCP-4571-2 instances are positioned at an estimate of 125 centimeters from each other in a 5x5 square grid 25x25 square grid, for an approximate total grid size of 6.5x6.5 32x32 meters. It is unclear whether SCP-4571-2 instances require this consistent pattern, or if SCP-4571 has simply arranged them for an ease of harvesting SCP-4571-2 fruit. Using data from R.4571.01's camera, mature instances have been calculated at a range of heights, approximately 28-48 centimeters. Further detailed in Document 4571-A. Fruit produced by SCP-4571-2 contains no traces of Perchlorate, despite its abundance in Martian soil. Furthermore they contain all of the necessary vitamins and minerals in just the right amounts for human survival, [DATA EXPUNGED], and an unidentified stable superheavy element. Use of SCP-4571-2 fruit in long term human survival is currently improbable due to it's location, intake, and SCP-4571's potential hostile reaction. Data sent back from both rovers allowed Foundation botanists to determine SCP-4571-2's cells function with solid ice rather than water, a statement backed by infrared scans detailing that SCP-4571-2 instances assume the ambient temperature of the area. Should the temperature of the immediate area rise sufficiently for liquid water, even in small amounts it is likely that SCP-4571-2 instances would die off similarly to frozen Earth flora due to the change in volume, albeit via implosion of cells rather than a rupturing of cells. Document 4571-A: Data captured by rovers R.4571.01 and R.4571.02 + List of notable SCP-4571-2 instances - Credentials Confirmed Discovery date: The first 25 SCP-4571-2 instances were discovered and analyzed by R.4571.01 on 15/11/2018. Here are the most notable instances at the time. Item: SCP-4571-2-01 Description: 21 centimeters in height. Bore 1 fruit. Located at grid position 5A, the south-western corner. Item: SCP-4571-2-03 Description: 18 centimeters in height. Bore 1 fruit. Located at grid position 3A. Note: Bent over from the weight of its fruit. Item: SCP-4571-2-04 Description: 37 centimeters in height. Bore 5 fruit. Located at grid position 2A. Note: Fruit were arranged in a near-perfect pentagonal pattern. Item: SCP-4571-2-12 Description: 6 centimeters in height. Bore 0 fruit. Located at grid position 4C. Note: Most likely a newly germinated SCP-4571 instance. Item: SCP-4571-2-13 Description: 48 centimeters in height. Bore 5 fruit. Located at grid position 3C, the middle. Note: The largest instance, presumably the oldest. Item: SCP-4571-2-15 Description: 20 centimeters in height. Bore 0 fruit. Located at grid position 1C. Note: Withering, unknown cause Item: Mud house discovery date: 15/11/2018 Description: An approximate mix of hardened Martian soil and ices have be shaped by SCP-4571 to form a shelter located North of the SCP-4571-2 farm. The shelter resembles a mud house, and contains at least 2 floors1. The mud house contains several mud shelves, and one mud formation resembling a couch in its first floor. Mud stairs lead to an unexplored second floor, however it is assumed much like the first floor to be one open room. The house contains a single window on the second floor facing the south, as to allow SCP-4571 to view the farm. Notes: It is unknown if the window can be closed. Item: Papyrus-like parchment made from SCP-4571-2 stems discovery date: 15/11/2018 Description: Roughly 25 centimeters in height and 20 centimeters in length, the parchment contains smears of SCP-4571-2 fruit mixed with Martian regolith, further observation is necessary to determine the nature of this mix. A digital replica has been created for ease of parsing. ♥ ♥♥ ♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥ ◘ ■ ¤ ☼ ╬ ■ ‹ ☼ — ♥ c ■ — ¤ ‹ ■◘¤◘☼¤¤■■╬■☼☼■☼╬╬☼◘■ [Likely an illustration of Phobos] ■ — ◘ ‹ ◘╬☼╬¤¤¤╬■¤■¤╬■¤☼■☼■■ [Likely an illustration of Deimos] [Illegible] [Illegible] Notes: Heart symbols used are simply an analogue for illustrations of SCP-4571-2 fruit. Likewise, c likely represents three fifths of an SCP-4571-2 fruit. The usage of fifths have lead researchers to assume that these illustrations are for a base 5 number system, as supported by each symbol corresponding to 0, 1, 2, 3, and 4 fruit illustrations respectively. This assumption in turn supports the third line of the parchment in which "■ ‹ ☼" represents one and three fifths of SCP-4571-2 fruit, an indicator of the ‹ symbol corresponding to a base five version of a decimal point. Post Incident 4571-B, SCP-4571 had drawn rover R.4571.01 as well as several of its individual parts. 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Each hand appears to accurately track the positions of: The Sun, Phobos, and Deimos, relative to SCP-4571's view of the sky. Notes: SCP-4571 made use of the symbols on the front side of the parchment, as well as SCP-4571-1 to aide in building the clock by lifting rover parts. Item: Primitive telescope discovery date: 18/11/2018 Description: A slightly tapered cylinder tube constructed from metal scrap of the broken R.4571.01, with lenses from its on-board camera positioned inside the tube as telescope lenses. Accurate calculations of the magnification this primitive telescope offers was impossible due to R.4571.02's distance. SCP-4571-1 was used to cut metal from the remains of rover R.4571.01. Item: Solar system carving discovery date: 18-19/11/2018 Description: Our solar system2 carved on the outside of the mud house's eastern wall, featuring all of the planets and major moons up to Saturn, as well as the dwarf planet Ceres. Notes: Mars is depicted as the same size as Earth. Event: Incident dust storm 5. discovery date: 20/11/2018 Description: R.4571.02's camera had been partially obscured by Martian dust, SCP-█████'s silhouette was visible regardless. SCP-4571 used SCP-4571-1 to create a protective sphere 20 meters in diameter. Notes: SCP-█████'s skin seemed to resist the plasma produced by SCP-4571-1, making it possible that SCP-4571 and SCP-█████ have previously encountered each other. SCP-4571 was visibly injured after the storm had cleared. Item: Changes to Parchment and carving discovery date: 21/11/2018 Description: Parchment now contained approximately 40 more symbols on its front, however R.4571.02 could not get a decent enough view of it to see specific symbols. A curved line was scratched by SCP-4571 onto the Solar system carving, resembling a flight path involving a gravity assist from The Moon to slow down into high Earth orbit. Item: A large cube of ice discovery date: 22/11/2018 Description: SCP-4571 walked 25 kilometers North-east, where R.4571.02 was unable to track SCP-4571. Satellite S-4571.01 was able to make out a slashing motion on the part of SCP-4571, before it began to return carrying a large cube-shaped chunk of ice. Notes: SCP-4571 had a pile of ice within 30 meters of the farm, which had been used up the previous night to water the SCP-4571-2 instances. Estimates put the cube of ice at 920 kilograms, much too heavy for SCP-4571 to carry on its own. SCP-4571-1 must have been used in the return trip. Document 4571-B: Rover log - 15/11/2018 0:00 R.4571.01 lands without incident 0:00 R.4571.01 status: nominal. camera operational 0:01 R.4571.01 status: nominal. Temperature: 233K, -40°C. 0:02 R.4571.01 status: nominal. Wind speed: 8.8 Meters per second. Mars's surface is visible, 25 SCP-4571-2 instances can be faintly seen in a group 440 meters away. 0:30 R.4571.01 status: nominal. 360 meters from target 1:00 R.4571.01 status: nominal. 280 meters from target 2:00 R.4571.01 status: nominal. 120 meters from target 2:45 R.4571.01 status: nominal. 0.25 meters from target "collecting data". 4:58 R.4571.01 status: nominal. Sending data Data about SCP-4571-2, its fruit, and its composition were sent to Earth 5:00 R.4571.01 status: nominal. Rotating camera, awaiting commands. Up until this point, The Foundation was simply concerned for the SCP-4571-2 investigation. An image of a mud shelter sparked farther investigation, and cause for backup rover R.4571.02 to be deployed once it had reached a suitable orbital position. 5:14 R.4571.01 status: nominal. Commands received, new target "Shelter" 5:20 R.4571.01 status: nominal. "Shelter" entered, surveying 5:57 R.4571.01 status: nominal. available area fully explored, sending data Data about the house's composition, function, and the primitive parchment were sent to Earth. Stairs prevented the rover from accessing the shelter's second floor. 6:00 R.4571.01 status: nominal. Unable to explore farther 6:10 R.4571.01 status: nominal. Exiting "Shelter" 6:20 R.4571.01 status: nominal. Movement in Infrared spectrum, taking photo The first picture of SCP-4571 was taken, its face visible on the other side of the second floor window. Note: SCP-4571 didn't notice R.4571.01 for quite some time. Given how slowly rovers move3 , SCP-4571 could have been idle or possibly resting on the second floor. Reseacher S███████, Lead researcher for the SCP-4571 observation team has however voiced another likely explanation, that being SCP-4571's ears could be nonfunctional or partially deaf. 6:21 R.4571.01 status: damaged. Sending picture of attack source Directional and seismic sensors indicate that the rover was launched akin to an explosive detonating beneath its tracks. Image data had been corrupted, and connection was lost. 6:30 R.4571.02 lands without incident 6:30 R.4571.02 status: nominal. camera operational 6:31 R.4571.02 status: nominal. Temperature: 255K, -18°C. 6:31 R.4571.02 status: nominal. Wind speed: 9.1 Meters per second. 6:32 R.4571.02 status: nominal. 600 meters from target 6:45 R.4571.02 status: nominal. New commands received, observing at a distance 11:45 R.4571.02 status: nominal. 125 meters from target, long distance camera active For the next 8 days, R.4571.02 kept a distance of 125 meters from the mud house, gathering information using it's long distance camera. 215:30 R.4571.02 status: nominal. Command received, moving to target. Note: A malfunction of R.4571.01's remaining parts caused it to send data akin to an earlier movement command it itself had received. It is unknown if the command was caused by SCP-4571's efforts to deconstruct the rover, or if the signal had been sent by SCP-4571 intentionally. 215:40 R.4571.02 status: nominal. Command received, stopping. 215:41:02 R.4571.02 status: damaged. Sending photo of attack source 215:41:32 R.4571.02 status: damaged. Sending photo of attack source 215:41:47 R.4571.02 status: critical. Connection to rover R.4571.02 was lost, last pictures were sent successfully. Note: SCP-4571 held up the back side of the parchment to R.4571.02's camera, as if it wants us to read it. Log End Procedure 157-Invict: + Level 4 Access required - Credentials Confirmed Procedure 157-Invict will begin once SCP-4571 manages to create a radio communications device from the broken parts of rover R-4571.01 and R.4571.02. Procedure shall follow as such once a stable language system can be understood and conveyed by both parties: SCP-4571 is to be tested on intelligence using standard IQ test. SCP-4571 is to be asked about the destruction of rover R.4571.01 and rover R.4571.02. A lander replicating Martian atmospheric conditions with no internal control is to collect SCP-4571. A container capable of preserving SCP-4571-2 fruit and seeds is to be secured within the lander. On Earth, SCP-4571 is then to be placed in a humanoid containment chamber alongside Martian atmospheric conditions and a steady diet of SCP-4571-2 fruit, grown by Foundation botanists in replica of Martian conditions for ease of transport. SCP-4571-1 is to be temporarily stored no less than five (5) kilometers away from SCP-4571, distance tests are to be carried out to find a more permanent location. Notes: If there's one thing we haven't considered, it's that SCP-4571 might only be hostile to the rovers, not us specifically. I propose a rewrite of Procedure 157-Invict, one where there's a "friendly" clause, or at least plans to send an MTF unit should it refuse to use the lander. -Dr. J███ Denied, the foundation does not care if SCP-4571 is willing to cooperate or not, nor does it need to use a Mobile Task Force. You saw the path it carved, it wants to come to Earth. - Dr. M████ Addendum: SCP-4571 appears to get exhausted after removing SCP-4571-1, more so depending on the power of the activity it was used for. Based on Incident dust storm 5, SCP-4571 can quickly regain strength lost in this way upon consumption of SCP-4571-2 fruit. If we manage to contact SCP-4571 peacefully, it might willingly give us information about SCP-4571-1 and SCP-4571-2. -Researcher S███████ Addendum 2: Using the first line of the back side of the parchment, I've been able to find something interesting. The rovers sent binary data, encoded as ASCII characters. Turning that first parchment line from quinary to binary, It became 8 bytes which I then converted into ASCII. The result: "i got e". It might just be a coincidence, but I think I'm onto something here. Researcher S███████, could you help me confirm this? -Dr. J███ Addendum 3: Foundation satellite S.4571.01 Have since discovered SCP-4571 planting a large amount of SCP-4571-2 instances in a strange behavioral shift, post destruction of rover R.4571.02. SCP-4571-1 began by extending the farm's range to a 25x25 grid. Satellite S.4571.01 found SCP-4571 preparing a further multiplication by digging small holes in continuation of the grid pattern. Contrary to our botanists' beliefs, tilling the Martian soil would no doubt reduce the effectiveness of SCP-4571-2's anchor roots. Should SCP-4571 increase the farm's size thrice more, it could be forced to deal with other Martian SCPs such as SCP-████, SCP-████, SCP-████, and SCP-█████. - Dr. M████ Footnotes 1. Depending on whether or not the shelter contains an attic. 2. Not to scale. 3. ~0.14 kilometers per hour. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4571" by Ylcomsaw, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4571. 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-4572 | euclid | SCP-4572 containment facilities. Item#: SCP-4572 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the land where SCP-4572 is located being privately owned, Foundation assets have arranged containment protocols with the primary financial stakeholders. Entry into SCP-4572 is forbidden to civilians; a cover story of imminent demolition and structural instability have proven sufficient to keep out a majority of the public. Due to the high-profile nature of the individual previously associated with the building SCP-4572 manifests within, additional security has been allocated to prevent unauthorized access by determined individuals. Description: SCP-4572 is the main gambling hall located within the defunct Trump Plaza casino. When an individual enters the room, all solid materials within will instantaneously deconstruct themselves and restructure to create a physical replica of Mike Tyson's June 27 1988 knockout of Michael Spinks during a heavyweight boxing championship, for a time approximately equivalent to the 97 seconds it took Tyson to win the fight. Only two of the humanoid individuals within SCP-4572 are capable of making sound, with all other sounds being muffled or completely inaudible while a subject is within SCP-4572. SCP-4572's accuracy and general appearance varies depending on how socialized the individual entering it is.1 D-Class retrieved from long-term solitary confinement report the most lifelike reconstruction. Frequently, subjects within SCP-4572 may see close family members or friends whom they have been isolated from mixed in with the crowd. These reconstructed humanoids will display body language corresponding to the state of their living counterpart's relationship of the subject. Only one individual can enter SCP-4572 at a time, and move freely throughout the space. Attempts by Mobile Task Force Psi-7 to demolish walls and create secondary entrances were not successful. Although the walls can be removed, attempting to cross the threshold into SCP-4572 while someone is already in there results in being displaced to within a stall of the woman's bathroom. These subjects will be released once the active period ends. The reconstructed humanoids resembling Marla Maples and Ivana Trump, present at ringside during the fight, are seated on the far sides of the room. They are the only portions of SCP-4572 capable of vocalizations. In each iteration, they will wear different garments and appear older or younger, with older instances appearing to resemble their real-life counterparts less the more years they are removed from their living counterpart's marriage to Donald J. Trump. Instead of a spectral humanoid, there is a void in space resembling how Mr. Trump appeared at the event in 1988. Testing has shown no traces of any gases or micro-organisms inside this void. Its exterior is surrounded by magazine covers and newspaper clippings depicting stories such as the increased social isolation in the United States, struggles of rural communities, the proliferation of social media, and the 2008 financial crisis. It has not been noted to move or attempt communication in any way prior to or during containment and is believed to be inert. During the course of the match, the humanoids resembling Marla and Ivana will have conversation unrelated to their surroundings. These conversations will typically revolve around loneliness affecting individuals not present, although the two figures will occasionally speak in the first person. They do not respond to outside stimuli and it is unknown if they possess any sapient or sentient intelligence. SCP-4572 Vocalization Log 1 Access Granted+ SCP-4572 Subject: D-0412 Recording Method: Written transcription Ivana: She isn't smiling. Marla: Pay more next time. Or take off the ring first. Ivana: I only see people smiling at me from pictures now. Marla: Has anyone ever cooked for you that wasn't paid to do it? I smelled something sickly sweet coming in the room. It got stronger until it ended. I think it might have been coming from the Trump Void. I forgot what else they said because I was writing this down, sorry. - D-0412 <Transcript ends> SCP-4572 Vocalization Log 2 Access Granted+ SCP-4572 Subject: D-0412 Recording Method: Digital Camera Note: None of them said anything, so I went to see what would happen if I stuck my hand in the void. I've had the bends before, so that's just about what I thought it'd feel like. But it was just like I was having my life flashing before my eyes. I saw kids with pink hair and an anchor tied around their hearts walking out of the house they were growing up in with everything they owned in a sack. Working men who saw their whole world swept out from under their feet. Women playing lotto every day, even when they know it's going to ruin them to play like this, because the only way they talk to anyone is at the counter. Kids with guns. I jerked my hand back out and my fingernails were gone. I didn't hear a thing either of the two ladies said. - D-0412 Result: Footage was corrupted. Tape-based recording systems have proven to be more effective. SCP-4572 Vocalization Log 3 Access Granted+ SCP-4572 Subject: D-0412 Recording Method: BetaMovie Video Camera Ivana: They've been so irritable lately. I honestly think they just aren't feeling useful. Marla: Not being useful does tend to make one feel that way. Ivana: Losing the feeling of having a purpose leaves a pretty big hole to fill. Marla: Well, taking a mortgage on their houses they could only fill with a wing and a prayer probably didn't help. Ivana: We can't think back to how we almost became bankers before dropping out of college. The hurt is all over everywhere and it's not anyone's fault for trying to be comfortable without knowing better. Marla: It didn't used to happen, things falling apart like this so fast. Ivana: <unintelligible> I couldn't understand what she was saying, sorry - D-0412 Ivana: Sometimes I think we would've done better if we died in that crash. Marla: Do you think anyone would care if you had? Ivanka: At least more than the ones jumping out of their office windows. Both begin laughing Active period ended here. The whole time, they kept pacing around their seats and it smelled like corrosion and rust. - D-0412 SCP-4572 Vocalization Log 4 Access Granted+ SCP-4572 Subject: D-0412 Recording Method: BetaMovie Video Camera Ivana: Remember when Dad just couldn't remember our names. I miss that. Marla: Now his eyes are glass and he's listing to the side. Ivana: I saw they changed him at five. <Tape Interference> Marla: Should I even be alive? Ivana: Mom's not going to be the same after this. He's been gone so long, will she even notice the change? Marla: She's gotten used to being alone. Another thing she can do better than the rest of us. Ivana: When you're in pain long enough, you find something to numb the wound. Dad started with pills. Ended here. Mom's got her own world where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts. Marla: Sounds like she's better off than the rest of us. Ivana: Dad was strong, dynamic, tough… Marla: Didn't pay attention to his child. The whole time, they kept looking at me. - D-0412 SCP-4572 Vocalization Log 5 Access Granted+ SCP-4572 Subject: D-0412 Recording Method: BetaMovie Video Camera Note: This is the only instance of SCP-4572 responding to outside stimuli. Further testing to evaluate potential changes to the containment procedures is being considered. Ivana: Merry Christmas. At least the family is together. Marla: Do they know how much I miss them? Ivana: I can grab and take them in my arms, but I don't know what it feels like to be held. Marla: Neither do the children. D-0412: Hey, who are you guys talking about? Ivana: We're speaking for the trees, darling. Marla: Standing alone, a forest of people who used to have the honor of being utility poles. Ivana: But now the wires that connected us are gone, and they've given us nothing to replace that. Marla: Survival depends on pretending those wires have been replaced, following people who promise to help put the feelings back in you again. Anger, but later maybe pride? Ivana: We see them through the lens of the most lonesome wretch who has ever lived. I got the visions again before it ended this time. I dreamt about it last night too. I saw mom and dad in the crowd. I don't wanna do this anymore - D-0412 Addendum: During subsequent testing on 09/18/2018, D-0412 caused SCP-4572 to become active. Instead of the expected active phase loop, each humanoid figure rose from their seat and began walking towards the centrally-located boxing ring. The humanoid void anomaly was present at the center of the canvas, now in a standing posture and without any magazines or news clippings. As the humanoid figure reached it, their bodies began fading by all measurements until they were no longer detectable. After approximately fifteen minutes, every figure apart from the Ivana and Marla humanoids had entered the void. Prior to their own entry, these two figures paused and beckoned for D-0412 to follow them. D-0412 hesitated, then touched the void before an attempt to extract them could be made. After making contact, D-0412 similarly disappeared and the room containing SCP-4572 returned to its expected inert appearance. All present personnel have self-reported feeling extreme loneliness at that moment, which in some cases has persisted continually afterwards. Although SCP-4572 has returned to its prior expected effects, further humanoid testing has been discontinued after subsequent test subjects reported having unusual dreams. Most reported dreams were of female subjects resembling D-0412, holding hands with the dreamer. Footnotes 1. Those with antisocial personality disorders have caused the gambling floor to be reconstructed how it was prior to the facility's bankruptcy, with no references to the Tyson-Spinks boxing match. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4572" by Anonymous, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4572. 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-4573 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4573 Special Containment Procedures: Embedded Foundation agents are to ensure that any devices used to analyze brain activity such as MRI Scanners or EEG devices are programmed to not display any instances of SCP-4573-1. In the event that an SCP-4573-1 instance is discovered by the general public it is to be given the cover story of a computer error. Any independent researchers discovering SCP-4573-1 are to be interviewed to determine how they discovered SCP-4573-1. Following this they are to be amnesticized. Three SCP-4573-2 instances are to be contained within a Sub-Dimensional Containment Chamber for the purposes of research. All food requests will be automatically approved unless overridden by the Head Researcher. In the event that any instance is lost for any reason, D-class Personnel with a history of good behavior shall be taken in as a new instance. SCP-4573-1-A and SCP-4573-1-B are to be decoded as soon as possible. Personnel are advised to not consume any food while within range of an active Scranton Reality Anchor. Description: SCP-4573 refers to two related phenomena affecting all known species contained within the Biological Kingdom Animalia. SCP-4573-1 consists of two anomalous brain wave patterns that form five to fifteen minutes after consuming any food1. SCP-4573-1-A is the more common form, appearing by default during an SCP-4573-1 event. There is no evidence of any danger from experiencing SCP-4573-1-A. SCP-4573-1-B has thus far only been observed in Foundation testing environments. Both patterns take the form of short, sharp bursts of activity within the brain. Mapping SCP-4573-1 to a graph shows that it takes the form of a Square Wave, rather than a Sine Wave as is typical of brain waves. Analysis of SCP-4573-1 shows a pattern similar to Morse Code. It is currently theorized that SCP-4573-1 is some form of encoded message. The Paracryptology Department has been given the task of attempting to decode SCP-4573-1 to confirm or deny this hypothesis. However, when a subject consumes food within a space isolated from reality2 an SCP-4573-1 event will not occur. Instead the subject will become an instance of SCP-4573-2. SCP-4573-2 are members of the Biological Kingdom Animalia with a modified sense of taste. The flavor of consumed food will no longer be based off the typical flavorings of the food or any seasonings. Rather, the taste will be based off the instances' direct nutritional needs. An SCP-4573-2 instance will, as an example, no longer find sweet foods appealing unless their bodies require sugar or some other nutrients contained within the food. Testing with vitamin deficient instances has shown that even food that lacks flavor by baseline standards will be considered "delicious" by SCP-4573-2 instances. If an SCP-4573-2 instance consumes food outside of isolated reality they will cease to be an SCP-4573-2 instance. Furthermore, they will experience an SCP-4573-1-B Event within twenty-four hours of consumption. SCP-4573-1-B is similar to SCP-4573-1-A, with the pattern of "beats" within the brain wave being the primary difference. However, SCP-4573-1-B will have harmful effects on the subject. Subjects report nausea, headaches, and a loud ringing noise. Furthermore, once SCP-4573-1-B has passed the subjects will suffer from ageusia.3 SCP-4573-1-B events can be prevented by artificially stimulating an SCP-4573-1-A event after eating and prior to the SCP-4573-1-B event occurring. Subjects will typically find food unappealing for one to two weeks following treatment. This is currently not believed to be an anomalous psychological reaction to the loss of SCP-4573-2 traits. + Addendum 03/20/2020 - Addendum 03/20/2020 The Paracryptology Department has decoded enough of SCP-4573-1-A and SCP-4573-1-B to be human readable. They have been translated and transcribed below. SCP-4573-1-A: Are you enjoying TASTE™? We want all our customers to be happy. As such we have provided every animal on Earth a special Free Trial version of TASTE™ to demonstrate just what sort of sensory input we can provide, and what you can't live without. This generosity can't be beat! Of course, while the Free Version of TASTE™ is quite impressive, we know that biology always demands more. Always consumes more. So would you not like to go further? To TASTE™ in the way only the greatest Flesh-Based-Creature can? To TASTE™ like a god? Well now you can! Just send [UNKNOWN CHARACTERS]4 to our office at [UNKNOWN DIMENSIONAL COORDINATES] and you can be the proud owner of ULTRA TASTE™. This offer is limited time only, so contact us now! TASTE™ Developed by Evolution, Acquired by us! SCP-4573-1-B: Oops. Looks like you've been caught illegally accessing ULTRA TASTE™. Piracy hurts not only us, but you as well. Literally! For violating the Terms of Service of TASTE™ you have lost all rights to the sense. However, we understand mistakes can be made. So we're willing to forgive and forget. If you wish to sign up for TASTE™ once more send [UNKNOWN CHARACTERS]5 to [UNKNOWN DIMENSIONAL COORDINATES] and, if we are feeling merciful, You shall be allowed to reapply for the free version of TASTE™ TASTE™ Developed by Evolution, Acquired by us! Footnotes 1. The consumed substance must be something that the subject is capable of digesting as nutrition. Non digestible and toxic substances do not trigger SCP-4573-1. 2. Examples include Sub-Dimensional Containment Cells, Alternate Realities with a 10% variation in physical laws, and notably within the Hume Stabilization Field of a Scranton Reality Anchor. 3. Loss of taste. 4. These characters take up 5% of the length of SCP-4573-1-A 5. These characters take up 80% of the length of SCP-4573-B ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4573" by Pata H, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4573. 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-4574 | euclid | Portion of SCP-4574's cave system. Item #: SCP-4574 Special Containment Procedures: The land surrounding SCP-4574's cave has been acquired and marked as an archaeological site. Guards are to maintain a perimeter around SCP-4574's cave and turn away any trespassers, amnesticizing as needed. Description: SCP-4574 are two animate conglomerations of primitive spears, handaxes, clubs, and javelins, each in the shape of a Smilodon. Both instances of SCP-4574 appear male, with the larger of the two designated SCP-4574-A and the smaller SCP-4574-B. The weapons comprising SCP-4574 are of similar craftsmanship, and many are decorated with feathers, leather strips, carvings, or dyes. The majority (~80%) of these weapons share similar compositions, and collectively date to approximately 13,000 BC. The rest are assorted obsidian weapons of Mesoamerican make, two muskets, and a Spanish sword. SCP-4574 inhabit a large, partially submerged cave system in the state of Quintana Roo, Mexico. Cave paintings line the portions of the cave above water, dating to the same time period as the spears. SCP-4574 guard the caves as a pair. They will not attack those who enter unless the intruder attacks them, or attempts to touch the cave paintings. Otherwise, SCP-4574 are relatively docile. They communicate with each other verbally in an indistinct language, and show signs of intelligence well beyond that of ordinary felines. Cave Paintings: Listed in order of appearance, starting closest to the cave entrance. # Description 01-06 A generic depiction of a large group of people, drawn in black. The next several paintings depict the people performing mundane daily tasks such as fishing, creating fire, or sleeping. 07 A family unit, and a possible representation of the birth of two children. 08-11 The children are shown advancing through stages of life, reaching adulthood and gaining spears. 12-15 The brothers are shown hunting a large Smilodon that had attacked the tribe. The animal attacks the younger brother, and is saved by the elder, who sustains a serious injury before they kill the animal. 16 The injured brother relinquishes his spear and becomes some kind of religious or shamanistic figure in the tribe. 17 Another tribe or group is depicted, drawn in red. 18-20 Depictions of struggles between the two groups. 21 The brother with the spear is killed defending the other brother. 22 Partially eroded away. Surviving portion depicts the living brother surrounded by a circle of symbolic fire. 23 Two skeletons are buried next to each other. The people throw their spears onto the burial site. Further paintings have eroded away. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4574" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4574. 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: domainofbrothers.jpg Name: Cueva Río Secreto (1) Author: Río Secreto License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4575 | keter | Item #: SCP-4575 Special Containment Procedures: Worldwide media is monitored for SCP-4575 related phenomena and damage. Areas deemed possibly affected are to be investigated by RTF-Zeta-27 ("Homeowners Association"). Any phenomena confimed to be in line with SCP-4575 is to be reported to the Global Occult Coalition, in line with the REACT treaty of 2033. In the event of a repeat ECCENTRICITY event, containment efforts are to be undertaken in full liaison with the Global Occult Coalition until the cessation of the event, in line with the REACT treaty of 2033. When applicable, SCP units will placed be under the command of GOC units experienced with ECCENTRICITY event conditions. Description: SCP-4575 is an ontokinetic anomaly that occurs during REM sleep. If an individual undergoes SCP-4575, a location which they have an emotional connection to (such as a childhood home) will become an instance of SCP-4575-A. SCP-4575-A experience degradation and damage associated with neglect and improper maintence, including as mold, water damage, flooding, and collapse. Individuals affected by SCP-4575 report a vague sensation of unfamiliarity with associated SCP-4575-A instances, and will eventually abandon the property. Genetic material of an unknown echinoderm species is commonly found in water inside SCP-4575-A instances. SCP-4575 manifestation is connected with hurricane Morgan of 2033, and the associated anomalous phenomena, which are collectively designated an ECCENTRICITY event. The factors which cause an individual to undergo SCP-4575 events are unknown. Addendum: Supplemental Material Error! Addendum Classified. Level 4/Sensitive Information Clearance Required. Please Enter Credentials SCiPNET LOGIN name affiliation 4752d244ba87b564de02e292642636e0_1734915654 Login Login Logout Credentials Verified! Displaying Addendum NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The following files have been acquired from the GOC by Foundation intelligence assets within the organization. All information is presented as obtained, and all redaction, data loss, and other security measures are original unless otherwise noted. Parathreat Investigation Special Observer: Kian Hajimohammad Overview: Accelerated building and infrastructure degradation. Decay is in line with neglect. Phenomena documented in unconnected communities throughout Europe, North America, and Oceania. Parathreat Evidence: HouseDegradation.pdf Suggested Response/Requests: Further research into Parathreat. Dedicated PSYCHE investigation team. Request denied. Frankly, this seems like just a rash of water damage in the community. While I get the pattern is uncanny, its probably a coincidence. Improbable things do happen, and its best for the GOC to put resources in actually following more credible leads on more dangerous parathreats. -Dave From: cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k#cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k To: cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d#cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d Subject: Test results Date: 2029-08-30 Hi Dave Can you please reconsider the denial of further resources in looking into the house degradation? I know it seems easy to dismiss but its incredibly statistically unlikely and this could end up causing a lot of damage to smaller communities around the world. Thanks, Kian From: cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k#cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k To: cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d#cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d Subject: Test results Date: 2029-09-15 Hi Dave Sorry to bother you again but I was looking at the data I collected about the degradation anomaly again and I think I noticed something interesting. People in the effected communities were getting lost more often, I dismissed it before but its just jumped at me now and I really think this is something we should be concerned about. Thanks, Kian From: cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k#cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k To: cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d#cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d Subject: Test results Date: 2029-10-01 Dave Please allow me to just do a little more research into this parathreat, something in my gut tells me this is bigger and more dangerous than it seems I just need a budget and a team. Doesn't have to be a lot just let me look into this a little more Please Dave Thanks, Kian [ MEMO ] Sender David Senator Recipient PSYCHE Special Observation Corps. Subject Kian Hajimohammad To Whom it may concern: Special Investigator Kian Hajimohammad has been placed on administrative leave following an attempt to requisition GOC operatives under false pretenses. Investigator Hajimohammad was found to be suffering from intense anxiety and paranoia brought about by stress and will not be held accountable for the actions made. If anyone is struggling with overwork or other work related stressors please feel free to reach out to me. Stay safe everyone. Parathreat Investigation Special Observer: Kirpal Singh Overview: Shared recurring dream. Dream contains recurring elements including: massive creatures resembling sand dollars, starfish, and sea cucumbers; destruction of property by aforementioned creatures (especially homes); and a hurricane. Parathreat Evidence: DreamReport.pdf Suggested Response/Requests: None at this time From: cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k#cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k To: cog.ehcysp|hgnis.k#cog.ehcysp|hgnis.k Subject: Test results Date: 2029-11-20 Kirpal, can you send me your report on the recurring dreams? I have a theory about it. Thanks, Kian From: cog.ehcysp|hgnis.k#cog.ehcysp|hgnis.k To: cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k#cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k Subject: Test results Date: 2029-11-20 Kian, if this is about the house thing its almost certainly going to go nowhere I've included the file but just wait out the rest of your leave and then find some other project. We recently got some data in trade with the foundation about that weird church with the numerology and that seems like something you would enjoy looking into. Kirpal DreamReport.pdf From: cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k#cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k To: cog.ehcysp|hgnis.k#cog.ehcysp|hgnis.k Subject: Test results Date: 2029-11-21 Kirpal you are fucking brilliant [URGENT MEMO ] Sender GOC High Command Recipient PSYCHE Special Observation Corps. Subject Hurricane Morgan Hurricane Morgan has officially been designated a parathreat. All efforts are to be put towards finding the cause of the hurricane and how to stop it. From: cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k#cog.ehcysp|dammahomijah.k To: cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d#cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d Subject: Test results Date: 2029-02-22 Dave I know the cause of Morgan. Its related to that house thing that you put me on leave about, i did some digging and i really think that its connected, also to the dream thing that we looked into and also that fifth church group, its all really complex. If i am RIGHT however (and i probably am its all ive been thinking about for the past four months) if you can get into dreams and kill the things that are causing the house thing it should stop Morgan. I dont know how to but its the only way i can think of end the phenomena. I know its hard to take me serious, and this even less. If you think about it though Morgan does look like a sand dollar. Please just take this serious Kian MORGANEVIDENCE.pdf From: iorieno.tsew|2704daldrazil#iorieno.tsew|2704daldrazil To: cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d#cog.ehcysp|rotanes.d Subject: Test results Date: 2029-02-30 Hi I looked up who to contact in the GOC about this and it says you guys are the liason division I represent the oneiroi collective (people who live in dreams kinda, its complicated) and we kinda have a crisis right now, theres basically natural disasters and hurricanes and stuff in dreams. i think it might be connected to something called the fifth church if that means anything to you I know you are probably busy with your realspace hurricane but if you could help in any way that would be appreciated immensely Heres a link to a folder with everything i know about this, and instructions on how to connect to oneiroi west for your people Thanks in advance Drea.m.onieroi/j555fpar55 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4575" by Gekkoguy and magna2s, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4576 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4576 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4576 is to be kept in a modified humanoid containment chamber with UV lamps installed on the ceiling. The temperature in the containment chamber is to be kept between 28 and 35 degrees Celsius. Description: SCP-4576 is a saguaro cactus (Carnegiea gigantea) standing at approximately two meters in height. Two arms extend from its central trunk, which is planted in an orange ceramic plant pot. Its primary method of locomotion is via levitation at an elevation of approximately 30cm. SCP-4576 is sapient and capable of communication. While its method of communication is predominantly telepathic, voice recording technology is capable of capturing its voice. SCP-4576's other anomalous properties include telekinesis that mimics the usage, length and approximate strength of two human arms, and the ability to increase and decrease the height at which it is levitating. Prior to confiscation, it was seen carrying an anomalous Colt Paterson revolver, designated SCP-4576-1. It is capable of firing non-anomalous revolver ammunition, however, its anomalous properties include a seemingly limitless supply of ammunition and the ability to fire explosive or non-explosive rounds. Discovery: SCP-4576 was initially discovered in the neighborhood of Sprucelude Acres in Hollister, Texas after a civilian woman was kidnapped by a hooded assailant and forced into a vehicle. SCP-4576 dashed out of the house and attempted to chase them, but was unsuccessful. It then traveled 6 kilometers, attempting to track down the victim, who was later identified as Lana Ringle. Encounters with SCP-4576 have been documented in the following addenda. Addendum-4576: VIDEO LOG DATE: 4/20/2018 NOTE: SCP-4576 enters a Starbucks to ask for information on the whereabouts of Lana Ringle. [BEGIN LOG] <The door bursts inwards. Patrons shield their eyes from the bright sunlight. SCP-4576 moves into Starbucks, emits a sound identical to a person clearing their throat and ejects an unidentified fluid from the portion of its body between its arms. This fluid lands in the basket that holds plastic Starbucks branded cups for sale.> SCP-4576: Listen up! This is very important. I need to know if anybody here has seen a red metal carriage speed by. <Starbucks customers stare at SCP-4576, silent. One customer drops their drink.> SCP-4576: Please. I need to know. Someone very important to me has just been kidnapped. Customer: Now that is a realistic animatronic. SCP-4576: Animal-whatsit? <SCP-4576 groans and then moves to the cashier.> Bartend, please tell me you saw a red metal carriage speed by. Cashier: B-bar-bartend? <The cashier points at herself.> Are you…talking to…me? SCP-4576: <SCP-4576 leaps onto counter, scattering specks of soil.> Well, I'm looking at you, ain't I? Cashier: <The cashier raises her hands defensively.> Sorry, sorry, yes… SCP-4576: <SCP-4576 leaps back off of counter.> Aw shoot, miss, I'm sorry. Please just tell me if you seen a red metal carriage. Cashier: I don't know what you mean. SCP-4576: Red metal carriage? You know, the ones that have four wheels, ain't need a horse and make loud noises when you use 'em? Cashier: You mean a car? SCP-4576: Is that what they're called? Cashier: Yeah. They're called cars. And, well, I see a lot of red cars drive by everyday and— SCP-4576: I'll search every last one if I have to. Just point me in the right direction. Cashier: Well, I saw them over there and— SCP-4576: Thank you kindly. <Before the cashier can finish her statement, SCP-4576 dashes over to the door, slamming into it.> SCP-4576: How the heck do you open this darn thing? <SCP-4576 then proceeds to repeatedly slam into the glass door until a shocked customer walks over and opens it.> SCP-4576: Thank you, sir. <SCP-4576 leaves the Starbucks.> Customer: Does…that thing belong to anyone? [END LOG] After SCP-4576 left the Starbucks, Foundation assets in the Hollister PD were alerted when the security camera footage was reviewed and subsequently deployed to contain it. SCP-4576, noticing that Foundation agents were searching for it, evaded capture for approximately 1 hour. The following video log comes from security cameras in a Walmart. Video log below: VIDEO LOG DATE: 4/20/2018 [BEGIN LOG] <SCP-4576 leaps over the 3-meter tall fence of the gardening section of a Walmart and places itself in the succulent plant section next to non-anomalous cacti in an attempt to evade capture from Foundation agents. A customer appears and attempts to purchase SCP-4576, which remains unmoving, presumably to avoid drawing suspicion. The customer notices SCP-4576-1 embedded in the soil in its pot, frowns and reaches for it, pulling it out of the soil.> SCP-4576: Lady, no! <SCP-4576 pulls it out of the customer's hand, accidentally pulling the trigger and causing an explosion that destroys half of the gardening section. SCP-4576 is flung out of the succulent section over the fence and lands on the driveway outside, SCP-4576-1 landing nearby. A crowd forms around it.> SCP-4576: Dammit…didn't want it to be like this… Bystander: It's…talking… <Embedded Foundation personnel notice SCP-4576 and swiftly move towards it.> SCP-4576: <SCP-4576 notices the personnel, grabs SCP-4576-1 and shuffles back upright, SCP-4576-1 aimed at them.> Who are you and what do you want with me? <A larger crowd starts gathering around SCP-4576, all of them murmuring while pointing at SCP-4576, some taking pictures and videos.> Field Agent: <The field agent approaches civilians.> Enough of that. Give me your phones. Now. <SCP-4576 takes several steps back from another approaching field agent.> SCP-4576: <SCP-4576 stops in place.> You… <SCP-4576 aims SCP-4576-1 at a hooded bystander, later confirmed to be the same individual who kidnapped Lana Ringle, and opens fire with non-explosive rounds. The bystanders scream and scatter, the individual flees the scene and SCP-4576 attempts to give chase. Several more Foundation vehicles arrive, cutting off its escape.> SCP-4576: Son of a… <SCP-4576 spins around rapidly, looking for an escape. It aims SCP-4576-1 at a nearby manhole cover and pulls the trigger, causing an explosion in the road. It leaps into the sewers and escapes.> [END LOG] Note: It was immediately after this incident that residents began filing complaints about an unusual taste in their drinking water. All witnesses in the Walmart parking lot were located, amnesticized, and had the video and photographic contents of SCP-4576 deleted from their phones and cameras. Video and photographic content that was leaked onto the internet was swiftly deleted and a disinformation campaign was enacted afterwards. Addendum-4576-2: SCP-4576 immediately fled to Scrankle Sales Barn after its earlier escape from embedded personnel. Video transcript added below. VIDEO LOG DATE: 4/21/2018 NOTE: Employee Glenn Briggs is feeding the horses when he encounters SCP-4576. [BEGIN LOG] <The ground shakes. A manhole cover on the nearby road ejects from its slot, ascending to a height of approximately 5 meters before falling and landing on a car.> Glenn: What the hell? <SCP-4576 leaps out of manhole and dashes towards Glenn.> Glenn: Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell are you? SCP-4576: I need a horse and I need one right now! Glenn: W-well, I can't just give one away and— <SCP-4576 rushes to Glenn and appears to grab the front collar of his shirt, though he is not making physical contact.> SCP-4576: Do you know the lengths a man is willing to go through to protect someone he loves? Give me a god damn horse right now! Glenn: Alright, alright, please just don't hurt me! <SCP-4576 is motionless for a few moments before it releases its grip on Glenn.> SCP-4576: I'm-I'm mighty sorry, partner. I— <SCP-4576 shuffles backwards.> SCP-4576: I could really use some help right now, is all. I didn't mean to snap at you. You didn't deserve that. Glenn: <Glenn slowly gets up.> What are you, exactly? SCP-4576: I'm Prixors. Glenn: You're a cactus. SCP-4576: And you're a human. What of it? Glenn: Well, it's just that I, you know, never— SCP-4576: Met a talking cactus? Glenn: Well, no, I can't say that I have. Are there more of you? SCP-4576: Ain't got a clue. <Several Foundation-issue vehicles drive down the main road next to the barn, the personnel not noticing SCP-4576.> SCP-4576: I gotta run. I'll bring the horse back after I'm done. I promise. <SCP-4576 moves towards the horses.> Glenn: Wait, just one last thing. SCP-4576: <SCP-4576 stops and faces Glenn.> Make it quick. Glenn: I don't know how much I smoked last night, so I don't know if you're real or not, but if you are, good luck. SCP-4576: …You have a good day, partner. <SCP-4576 leaps over fence and steals a horse.> [END LOG] Embedded personnel searched Scrankle Sales Barn and the surrounding area extensively for traces of SCP-4576. The security footage was confiscated, and any civilian witnesses were amnesticized. They then followed SCP-4576's trail. Addendum-4576-3: SCP-4576 rode the horse south where it found Lana Ringle and the hooded figure in a vacation house in Loren Avenue, Texas. Video log transcribed below. VIDEO LOG DATE: 4/22/2018 NOTE: Video footage was obtained via security cameras pre-installed by the Ringle family, one inside and one outside. [BEGIN LOG] <SCP-4576 leads the horse to a tree, leaps off, then dashes towards the vacation home.> <From the camera inside the home, the wall caves inwards, demolished in an explosion.> Hooded figure: What the hell? Lana: Prixors?! <SCP-4576 emerges through the smoke, SCP-4576-1 aimed at the hooded figure.> SCP-4576: You'll untie her and you'll untie her right here, right now! Lana: Prixors, no. Stop. Listen. This is a misunderstanding. I can talk to him. I can make this right. Hooded figure: <The hooded figure quickly hides behind Lana.> Go on, shoot! She deserves it! SCP-4576: God damn coward. <SCP-4576 holsters SCP-4576-1 in its soil and dashes to the hooded figure.> SCP-4576: I'm gonna paint the walls with your insides! Lana: Prixors, wait! Please! <The hooded figure withdraws a pocket knife and presses it against Lana's throat. SCP-4576 stops.> Hooded figure: She deserves to die. She would have gotten rid of you one day, anyways. I was doing you a favor by ripping off the band-aid early. SCP-4576: You don't know my Lana. Ain't nobody knows my Lana like me. Hooded figure: Well, I did used to know her. I knew her before you. Lana: Stop it! SCP-4576: That's a damn lie. I don't know who the hell you are, but you get your hands off my Lana right now! Lana: Prixors, no, please! You don't know what you're doing! SCP-4576: Lana, I know exactly what I'm doing. <SCP-4576 quickly draws SCP-4576-1 and shoots the hooded figure, who reels back from the impact, dropping the pocket knife in the process, but does not appear to have been wounded.> SCP-4576: What the hell? Why ain't you bleedin'? <The figure removes the hood from its head, revealing the face of a scarecrow. The scarecrow sprints to SCP-4576, who retaliates by firing non-explosive rounds at it. The scarecrow ignores the gunfire and grabs SCP-4576, falling to the ground and wrestling with it.> Lana: Stop it! Both of you, stop it! <During the struggle, the scarecrow grabs a large knife off the kitchen counter, stabs it through SCP-4576’s arm and into the wall behind it, pinning it.> SCP-4576: I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna feed what's left of you to my horse! <SCP-4576 draws SCP-4576-1 and aims it at the scarecrow, point-blank. The scarecrow grabs it and twists it upwards. It fires an explosive round, scattering chunks of debris, one of them landing on SCP-4576, tearing its other arm off.> SCP-4576: Son of a bitch! <The scarecrow tosses SCP-4576-1 to the side, then walks over to the living room television, which has been playing the entire time. Currently, the scene is of a little girl, presumably Lana as a child, playing with a scarecrow doll.> Scarecrow: Do you remember this? Do you remember what we used to have?! <The scarecrow walks over to Lana and kicks her chair over, sending her to the ground.> Remember how much you loved me? What changed that, huh?! What changed that?! Lana: This is just a misunderstanding! Scarecrow: A misunderstanding, huh?! Do you honestly expect me to believe that?! <The scarecrow slams its heel onto Lana's leg, breaking it.> <Lana screams in pain. The scarecrow grabs a canister of gasoline nearby and begins pouring it over Lana.> SCP-4576: I'm gonna send your soul to hell, I'm gonna—<SCP-4576 struggles to free itself from being stabbed into the wall.> <The video shows a young Lana playing with the doll, hugging it tightly to her chest, running through a backyard covered in leaves.> Scarecrow: <The scarecrow continues pouring the gasoline.> I missed this so much, Lana. I missed what we used to have. When I woke up, I woke up in a ditch, without you. Why, Lana? Why did you grow bored of me? Do all children do that? Get rid of their toys? <Video abruptly changes to a young Lana, crying.> Scarecrow: <The scarecrow stops pouring the gasoline.> What the…? Male voice in video: What's wrong, Lana? Young Lana: I lost my toy. <Sobbing.> Male voice: Well, how'd you go ahead and do that? Young Lana: I don't know. Male voice: Well, we can get you a new one. Come on, let's go. <The man tries to pick her up.> Young Lana: <Moves away.> It's not the same. I want my old one back. I want Dolly! Male voice: Well, I don't know where he is, Lana. I can't find him. None of us can. <Lana cries more loudly.> <The scarecrow pauses the video and drops the remote.> Lana: <Lana breaths heavily and grunts in pain.> Dolly? Scarecrow: <The scarecrow is silent.> SCP-4576: Oh my god. Lana: Dolly? <The scarecrow grabs a box of matches from the table and steps outside with the gasoline canister in the other hand, walking off screen.> Lana: Dolly. No. Listen to me. We can make this right. Please. <Lana attempts to crawl towards the scarecrow, grunting in pain.> SCP-4576: Oh my god…oh my god…<SCP-4576 attempts to remove the knife from its body.> Lana: Dolly! Listen to me! <Lana frees herself from her bindings and attempts to run to the scarecrow, falling over in the process.> <A bright flash of light comes from outside the doorway.> Lana: DOLLY! [END LOG] Foundation personnel had followed SCP-4576 to the vacation home where they subsequently captured and contained SCP-4576. Lana Ringle was given medical care before being amnesticized shortly afterwards. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4576" by Quadraginta, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4576. 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-4577 | safe | close Info X Article: SCP-4577 (When I'm dead, just throw me in the trash) Author: MrPines Thanks to: Countless Skies does not match any existing user name, Eskobar, Ayers, Uncle Nicolini, HumidHermit does not match any existing user name Inspired by Danny DeVito himself. More from this author Photograph of SCP-4577-A (hover to enlarge) Item #: SCP-4577 Special Containment Procedures: The town of ██████2, Missouri is occupied by Foundation personnel, and a 5km exclusion zone has been established around it. Deceased individuals are to be immediately removed from the town and incinerated. All consumer waste is to be collected and transferred offsite twice weekly. All previous residents are to be monitored, in the event of them becoming SCP-4577-1 instances. Individuals attempting to enter the exclusion zone are to be thoroughly questioned, issued amnestics, and released. Description: SCP-4577 is designated as the spontaneous animation of approximately 20% of recently deceased citizens in the town of ██████, Missouri.3 Individuals affected by SCP-4577 are henceforth known as SCP-4577-1. From documented occurrences, no pattern in the selection of SCP-4577-1 instances has been observed; all entities are indiscriminate. Once animate, SCP-4577-1 instances will make their way to the nearest concentration of waste within the town, the primary target being the town's landfill, designated SCP-4577-A.4 Upon arriving at its destination, SCP-4577-1 will bury itself in waste and cease all further anomalous activity. Non-anomalous instances, at this point, can be returned to their original location of burial. To date, there have been 95 documented occurrences of SCP-4577. Citizens of ██████ refer to SCP-4577-1 instances as "lost souls," treating their reanimation as a commonplace event. Citizens will often ignore SCP-4577-1 instances, out of what is assumed to be respect for the dead, or because they are unable to discern the difference between an SCP-4577-1 instance and a pedestrian.5 Foundation personnel are currently devising procedures for isolating ██████ and moving its citizens to other locations, as SCP-4577 has only been documented to occur in the town itself. Interview Log 4577/1: ▼ Access Interview Log 4577/1 ▼ ▲ Hide Log ▲ Interview Log 4577/1 Recorded on ██/██/2014 Interviewed: Terrence Kelley Interviewer: Junior Researcher Canton Foreword: The following interview was conducted by Jr. Researcher Canton, disguised as an interview for a documentary about the town, in order to learn a local resident's view on the anomalous incidents that occur in ██████. <BEGIN LOG> Canton: Good afternoon, Mr. Kelley. T. Kelley: Afternoon, Mr.— Canton: Canton. T. Kelley: Right, sorry. So what's this about a documentary you're doin'? Canton: I'm with a group of amateur paranormal investigators that goes from town to town exploring and documenting strange occurrences. T. Kelley: Like squatches? Canton: Something like that. T. Kelley: ██████ is about as normal as any other town. Canton: It's my understanding that certain… events in this town are anything but normal. T. Kelley: You're talkin' 'bout the lost souls. Canton: Pardon? T. Kelley: The lost souls. When people die here in ██████ sometimes they ain't satisfied with where they get buried. So they get themselves up and hop over to the landfill. Canton: And these lost souls find a landfill more appealing than a coffin? T. Kelley: Hell if I know. Things don't talk at all. They wake up at night, 'round eleven, and walk straight to the trash. Canton: What do they do when they find trash? T. Kelley: They dig it out, make a comfy hole, and go back to uh… bein' dead. Canton: So they relocate their graves to garbage. Canton pauses to write down several notes Canton: Have you ever attempted to stop them? T. Kelley: Not me, hell no. Greg though, old fella, tried to stop one a few weeks back. Thing busted him up pretty bad. Canton: So these lost souls are hostile? T. Kelley: From what I've seen, only if you make 'em feel scared. Kinda like a cornered animal, you know? Canton: Right. How do residents feel about seeing their dead loved ones bury themselves in garbage? T. Kelley: Look, I've been here my whole life. Outsiders don't seem to understand stuff in this town. I'm used to those things wandering the streets at night like everyone else, but frankly, I don't know if I can live here any longer. I remember as a kid when ma died. Pa couldn't bear the sight of her wandering dead so he up and left town. Canton: He just left you behind? T. Kelley: He'd seen too much in this damn place. All these dead folks at night, skin hangin' off their bones. I don't blame him. Canton: Why hasn't this been made well known in the media? T. Kelley: Folks hardly come to ██████. If they do, they're just passing through and they don't stay too long. If they do stay for long, they usually don't notice the things wandering at night. Canton: I believe that's all I'd like to know for now. Thank you for your time, Mr. Kelley. T. Kelley: Glad I could help your documentary. <END LOG> Records of Kelley's father lead to a man living in Portland, Oregon, by the name of Roger Kelley. Interview Log 4577/2: ▼ Access Interview Log 4577/2 ▼ ▲ Hide Log ▲ Interview Log 4577/2 Recorded on ██/██/2014 Interviewed: Terrence Kelley Interviewer: Junior Researcher Canton Foreword: This interview was conducted as a follow-up interview by Jr. Researcher Canton in order to understand SCP-4577-1 instances from resident Terrence Kelley's point of view. <BEGIN LOG> Canton: Good evening, Mr. Kelley. T. Kelley: Evenin'. What's it you wanted to talk to me about? Canton: I had a couple more in-depth questions I'd like to ask you, regarding the lost souls, as you call them. T. Kelley: Shoot. Canton: Do you know of anyone else who became one? A friend perhaps? T. Kelley: My old friend Phil became one of 'em a couple years back. Canton: Could you tell me about him? Kelley sighs T. Kelley: Phil was always smiling, making me laugh. The fella lit up a room when he walked in. That is until his grandma passed. Kelley cups his face in his hands T. Kelley: She was bedridden, and it was Phil's job to take care of her. He did all he could, but he couldn't stop fate. After that he was always blaming himself, second-guessing, avoiding people. Kelley pauses T. Kelley: Could I get some coffee? Canton: Of course, just a second. Sugar? Cream? T. Kelley: Black. Canton leaves the room and returns with coffee T. Kelley: Thanks. The night after Phil passed, I saw him in the street. Shambling towards the dump. I just— Kelley looks down T. Kelley: I just couldn't believe he became one of them. Canton: Perhaps there is a connection between your mother and Phil. Could you tell me about her? Kelley sighs T. Kelley: Ma always put me and pa before herself. Did everything and expected nothing in return. She was like that with everyone. Canton: She sounds like a good person. T. Kelley: She was a great person. Never made anything about her, everyone else came first. It's like she was always trying to apologize to us by being nice, but she never did nothing wrong. Kelley rubs his temples Canton: Everyone has regrets in their lives, and it seems there is some powerful force here in ██████ that's keeping them from resting peacefully. T. Kelley: No but— but ma was always so good to us. Canton: The signs aren't always obvious. Kelley is noticeably distraught T. Kelley: I can't stay in this damn town anymore. <END LOG> Addendum: As of ██/██/2015, all residents of ██████, Missouri have been amnesticized and relocated. The town has been demolished and redesignated as Area-102. Footnotes 1. Previously Euclid, reclassed following the conversion to Area-102. 2. Redesignated as Area-102. 3. Occurrences have been noted to primarily take place from 11:00 P.M. to 3:00 A.M. Deviance has been observed once on ██/██/2014 when an SCP-4577-1 instance animated at 6:00 A.M. No further discrepancies have been observed. 4. Recently, SCP-4577-1 instances have been observed to deviate from the primary target of SCP-4577-A, instead choosing smaller concentrations of waste. 5. See interview logs 4577/1 and 4577/2. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4577" by MrPines, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4577. 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. 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SCP-4578 | keter | Item #: SCP-4578 Threat Level: ● Yellow Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4578 is kept in an externally reinforced humanoid containment cell in a bunker two kilometers below Site-59. The cell is to be regularly stocked with approved meals, books, and a sajjāda1. At no point is SCP-4578 to come within one kilometer of the onsite nuclear warhead, nor is SCP-4578 to be made aware of the warhead. Personnel assigned to SCP-4578's containment and upkeep are to be trained in ASL and unarmed at all times. SCP-4578 is not to be issued orders unless they are phrased in the form of a polite request in sign language. No hostility, physical or otherwise, is to be displayed towards SCP-4578. In the event of an emergency at Site-59, SCP-4578 is to be relocated to Area-4578. Should an SCP-4578-1 event occur, all personnel are advised to stand down until the event is over, then return SCP-4578 to safety at his own will. Description: SCP-4578 is a 35-year-old man of West African descent named Girard Sebastien Niang. Due to the noise produced by SCP-4578-1 events, SCP-4578 is completely deaf. He is believed to be our reality's multiversal iteration of the leader of the Three Moons Initiative, who is also named Girard Sebastien Niang. SCP-4578 has a tattoo of three crescent moons on the back of his neck, hereafter SCP-4578-1. Though he regards tattooing as against his religion, SCP-4578-1 generated on his body against his will when he turned 30 years old. When another living thing2 attempts to take hostile action3 against SCP-4578, SCP-4578-1 transforms into a small pocket-dimensional gateway that deploys SCP-4578-2, a heavy-caliber machine gun turret mounted on a robotic arm. The deployment process takes approximately 0.04 seconds from reaction to firing. Upon successful neutralization of the threat, SCP-4578-2 will retract into its pocket dimension. SCP-4578-2's destructive capabilities are not yet entirely understood, save for the following information, gleaned from testing: It can fire up to 4,000 armor-piercing rounds per minute. Projectiles are 2 centimeters in diameter and made of an indestructible crystalline substance of likely extradimensional origin. Projectiles have a "flesh-loosening" effect on contact with organic tissue; that is, bonds between cells will immediately separate, resulting in victims appearing to fall apart. The barrel of the gun is engraved with "☽☽☽ HDC-49SS 'EL DEGÜELLO' — WARNING: TAMPERING WITH THIS DEVICE IS A CLASS M DAMNABLE FELONY AND WILL RESULT IN EXPEDITED OUBLIETTIFICATION — GLORY TO JALAKÅRA". Despite this, SCP-4578 abhors violence, and manifestations of SCP-4578-2 have resulted in severe psychological trauma. Recovery Log: After several activations of SCP-4578-1, SCP-4578 turned himself into law enforcement authorities in Dakar, Senegal. His anomalous qualities were noticed by Foundation agents in the field and he was transferred to Site-59 on 1/9/2017. Addendum — ☽☽☽ Initiative Involvement: On 1/10/2017, after the establishment of SCP-4578's containment, SCP-2578-D, the Foundation's primary contact with the ☽☽☽ Initiative, was contacted via e-mail by Dr. Naismith for an explanation. The reply was as follows: ☽☽☽ apologizes; it appears that due to jurisdictional oversight and DNA similarities, this fellow shares some of the Eternal President's Secret Service Protections. This weapon is designed to permanently incapacitate immortals, and its presence in Iteration 2L is offensive and inappropriate. ☽☽☽ will have this problem completely addressed within the hour. One hour after the reply was received, Site-59 was damaged by a football-sized meteorite. Inspection of the meteorite revealed that it was a parcel addressed to SCP-4578, containing an index card reading "COMPENSATION" and one kilogram of diamonds. SCP-4578's anomalous qualities remain unchanged. Footnotes 1. Islamic prayer rug. 2. Once believed to be only humans, but SCP-4578 has reported a reaction to a wild dog attack prior to containment. 3. As of Incident-4578-518, direct orders to SCP-4578 have been determined to be a form of "hostile action." ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4578" by daveyoufool, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4578. 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-4579 | euclid | Item#: 4579 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4579 is to be kept in a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-17, equipped with two mirrors in highly visible areas. As SCP-4579 is not aware of its anomalous capabilities, personnel are forbidden from discussing anomalous activity in its presence. Testing on SCP-4579 is open to all personnel with Level 2 or higher clearance. SCP-4579 is permitted to visit the Site-17 high-security courtyard for no more than two hours a week, provided it is escorted by at least one guard. Description: SCP-4579 is an entity capable of changing form based on observation method. When observed directly by any entity, SCP-4579 appears to be a Caucasian male approximately 20-25 years of age, 180 centimetres in height, and 70 kilograms in weight. Direct observation includes all forms of sensory perception, most commonly visual contact. When observed indirectly through any means, SCP-4579 appears to be a plush toy resembling a stylised duckling. In this form, SCP-4579 is incapable of speech or locomotion. Tested methods include the usage of mirrors, videos, real-time renderings, and translucent materials. No further forms of SCP-4579 have been reported, and all forms have remained consistent across viewings. SCP-4579's humanoid form does not possess any memories of time spent in inanimate form. It is unknown what form it assumes while unobserved. While photographs may be taken of SCP-4579, they do not constitute a form of observation. Fur, skin, hair, and blood samples removed from SCP-4579 do not inherit its properties, and testing has confirmed them to be completely non-anomalous. SCP-4579 has not been able to provide any information on the origin of its anomalous capabilities. SCP-4579 was initially brought to Foundation attention when UIU operatives in Cobb County, Georgia reported an increased amount of anomalous activity in the region. The activity was traced to SCP-4579, and Foundation operatives apprehended it at its residence without incident. After assessment, SCP-4579 was brought to Site-17 for research and long-term containment. + Interview Log - Close Log Date: 12/08/2017 Interviewed: SCP-4579 Interviewer: Researcher Reino Jokela Foreword: Conducted shortly after SCP-4579 was brought into Foundation custody. <Begin Log> Jokela: Hello, SCP-4579. I'm going to be asking you a series of questions. Please answer them to the best of your ability. SCP-4579: Okay. Jokela: What's your full name? SCP-4579: Derek. Derek Marcus Wolanski. Jokela: What do you believe is the reason you're here? SCP-4579: Nobody's told me anything. I dunno what I did sir, but I'm not a criminal. Jokela: Thank you. Do you have any recollections of abilities beyond what most would consider 'normal'? SCP-4579: I can't do anything like shoot lasers outta my armpits, if that's what you're on about. Jokela: Alright then. Do you have anything unusual of note? SCP-4579: Like medical stuff? I get these holes in my memory sometimes. Was gonna see a doc actually, but then you guys turned up. Jokela: How long have you had these memory gaps? SCP-4579: I've had them pretty much my whole life, I guess. Jokela: Alright. When do you believe you were born? SCP-4579: Says January 19th, 1994 on my birth certificate. Jokela: Does this picture mean anything to you? SCP-4579: Now hold on a minute. Jokela: What? SCP-4579: Look sir, I've just been yanked out of my house and plopped into this… what is this place, anyways? A prison? I want some answers, and all you're giving me is questions. I just wanna know when I can go home. Jokela: [pause] This isn't a prison. It's a research facility. We're studying your memory problems, in order to help you. Once we're done with that, you're free to head home. Does that answer your questions? SCP-4579: That's all I'm getting, huh? How come nobody asked me about this? Jokela: We did. [pause] You forgot. SCP-4579: If you say so. Jokela: Back to the question. Do you recognise anything in this picture? Researcher Jokela produces a picture of SCP-4579's inanimate form. SCP-4579: Yeah, it was my favourite toy as a kid. Took it everywhere. Where'd you get the picture? Jokela: It's a memory test. SCP-4579: Alright. Jokela: Thank you for your cooperation. A guard will be here to escort you back to your cell shortly. <End Log> Notes: A valid United States passport was recovered within SCP-4579's residence with matching details. Further records were also found. Addendum 21/09/2017: On 21/09/2017, SCP-4579 attempted to breach containment while on a scheduled visit to the Site-17 courtyard. Utilising previously undocumented anomalous capabilities, SCP-4579 evaded its guards and traveled through the Euclid wing of the facility before being caught on thermal imaging cameras outside another cell. While it was quickly re-contained, SCP-4579 admitted to purposefully deceiving Foundation personnel. + Input Credentials: After-Incident Interview Logs - Credentials Accepted Date: 21/09/2017 Interviewed: SCP-4579 Interviewer: Dr. Amara Valenta, SCP-4579 Research Head Foreword: Conducted immediately after the breach. <Begin Log> Valenta: Hello, SCP-4579. SCP-4579 does not respond. Valenta: During your breach attempt, you demonstrated a variety of new capabilities. While we could find them out through testing, it would help us greatly if you informed us. SCP-4579: Why would I want to help you contain me? Valenta: You're being contained regardless. This simply makes the process smoother. SCP-4579: And if I don't? Valenta: Cooperating helps both of us, SCP-4579. SCP-4579: Helps you a hell of a lot more than me. Valenta: Very well. This interview is over, we will continue when you've calmed down enough to cooperate. Consider all your privileges rescinded until further notice. <End Log> Notes: SCP-4579's refusal to cooperate was expected. Testing was scheduled for the following week, however on 29/09/2017 SCP-4579 requested a second interview. Date: 29/09/2017 Interviewed: SCP-4579 Interviewer: Dr. Logan Kozel Foreword: Second interview after the breach. <Begin Log> Kozel: [static] SCP-4579: [static] Kozel: [static] Don't touch that. SCP-4579: Mic budget's that limited, huh? Kozel: Back to the topic at hand — SCP-4579 interrupts. SCP-4579: This isn't going to work. You can't make me tell you. Kozel: We're giving you a chance here. You can help us find out, or we can do it the hard way. I assure you, the first option is far more preferable. SCP-4579: And what do I get? Kozel: We're prepared to discuss certain privileges if you cooperate. SCP-4579: Like? Kozel: That can be discussed afterwards. SCP-4579: I have to say what? Kozel: You don't have to say anything, we just need to see— SCP-4579 interrupts. SCP-4579: I mean — never mind. Wanna see what I can do? SCP-4579 disappears as a stuffed toy duck appears on the interview desk. SCP-4579: And that's basically it. You like it? You can pet it if you want. SCP-4579 reappears as the duck vanishes. Kozel: Only the duck? SCP-4579: I've tried other inanimate stuff. Did a hairbrush once, didn't work too well. The duck's the only one that really works. Kozel: Anything else? SCP-4579: No. Kozel: No? SCP-4579: [pause] I can tell when someone's observing me, and how they're doing it. I know you've got a guy watching me through that camera right now. I know that — SCP-4579 gestures towards the one-way glass mounted on the east wall. SCP-4579: Isn't really a mirror, and you've got a bunch of other guys looking at me through it. The guy on the left isn't paying attention. Happy now? Kozel: Thank you. A guard will be here shortly to escort you back to your cell, and we'll send someone down to discuss the status of your privileges. <End Log> Notes: SCP-4579 was provided a selection of pre-screened reading material in exchange for future cooperation. Date: 16/09/2017 Interviewed: SCP-4579 Interviewer: Dr. Logan Kozel Foreword: Conducted as a follow-up of the previous interview. <Begin Log> SCP-4579: Back again, are we? Kozel: We are. First question — why? SCP-4579: Why what? Kozel: The deception. SCP-4579 shifts in its chair. SCP-4579: Easier to escape. Kozel: That's your only reason? SCP-4579: It is, I swear. I didn't really expect it to work. Kozel: Are you sure? SCP-4579: Look, before you guys locked me up here I scammed people for a living. Not a very good living, mind you. Messing with people is second nature to me. If you're looking for some deep philosophical answer, you've got the wrong guy. Kozel: Very well. Second question — were you given any outside help? SCP-4579: Not that I know of. Kozel: Alright. Finally, what were you planning to do if your escape were to be successful? SCP-4579: I… do I look like I thought that far ahead? I'm a guy that lives in the moment. Kozel: Noted. Thank you for your cooperation, a guard will — SCP-4579 interrupts. SCP-4579: Be here shortly to escort me back to my cell, I know. <End Log> Notes: An internal review is underway to determine the integrity of SCP-4579's research team. + Input Level 3 Credentials: Updated File - Credentials Accepted Item#: 4579 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4579 is to be kept within a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-17. Two thermal imaging cameras are to be placed within the cell, to be activated if SCP-4579 utilises its anomalous abilities without notification. Testing on SCP-4579 requires the express permission of two Level 4 personnel. Description: SCP-4579 is an entity capable of projecting a three-dimensional image of a plush toy resembling a juvenile duck onto any location within its line of sight. SCP-4579 is also capable of projecting a variety of other inanimate objects, with varying fidelity corresponding with its degree of familiarity with the item. The tangibility of projected items is affected by the amount of effort SCP-4579 exerts, ranging from intangible to indistinguishable from a non-projected object. While utilising this ability, SCP-4579 disappears from the visible light spectrum, but remains visible on infrared or thermal imaging. While not utilising its ability, SCP-4579 appears to be a human male between 20 and 25 years of age. Additionally, SCP-4579 also possesses the secondary ability to perceive when it is being observed and the means it is being observed by. Both abilities were employed extensively during the subject's initial containment to deliberately mislead Foundation personnel. While it is somewhat cooperative with Foundation personnel, SCP-4579 has a history of manipulative and deceptive behaviour. Extraneous discussion with it is heavily discouraged. Incident 21/09/2017: Report pending. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4579" by Simartar, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4579. 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-4580 | euclid | An image of SCP-4580 transforming an attacker into an instance of SCP-4580-1 Taken March 18, 2016 Item #: SCP-4580 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4580 is to be monitored by MTF Theta-8 ("The Bird Watchers") at all times. In the case of an SCP-4580-1 event, MTF Theta-8 are to be relocated to whichever Foundation site is nearest to the new location of SCP-4580. Civilians are to be kept away from SCP-4580 at all times. If a civilian does manage to interact with SCP-4580, they are to be apprehended, questioned, and then administered Class-A amnestics. Any Foundation personnel 03 or below must receive permission from the site manager of whichever site MTF Theta-8 are currently stationed at if they wish to communicate with SCP-4580. All questions for SCP-4580 must approved in advance by the acting site manager. D-Class personnel are to under no circumstance be allowed to communicate with SCP-4580. Under no circumstance are personnel to attack SCP-4580. Any location that SCP-4580 chooses is to be immediatly closed off to the public. If questioned, personnel are to state one of the following: The tree which the ravens have chosen has been discovered to be an endangered species. The tree is infected with a dangerous parasite capable of traveling on humans, so the area is closed off the prevent further contamination. The ravens on the tree are extremely hostile, and <insert number here> civilians have already been attacked. Any further excuses are to be approved by the acting MTF Theta-8 commander. Description: SCP-4580 is a flock of Corvus corax (common raven), currently consisting of 37 ravens of three variations (designated SCP-4580-1, SCP-4580-2, and SCP-4580-3). SCP-4580 instances have not been observed eating, sleeping, or defecating. The flock migrates approximately once every one to five years; the longest recorded time between migrations was ten years, four months, and twenty-seven days. If any instance of SCP-4580-1 is killed, it will disappear, leaving its feathers behind. SCP-4580-1 appears to be physically identical to a normal specimen of Corvus corax, at least externally. Due to the fact that SCP-4580-1 disappears in exception to its feathers upon death, no successful autopsy of SCP-4580-1 has ever been achieved. All instances of SCP-4580-1 will generally leave SCP-4580-4 at some point during the day, generally returning five to ten hours afterword. It is believed that they are listening in on people's conversations and collecting secrets during this time. Once they return, each instance of SCP-4580-1 will whisper something to SCP-4580-2, before perching on a branch of SCP-4580-4 (the tree that SCP-4580 are currently located on). They will then generally wait three to seven hours before leaving again. SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 take the form of significantly larger than normal ravens (84 centimeters tall). SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 are very similar in appearance in exception to coloration, as SCP-4580-2 is primarily black with the runes ᛗᛖᛗᛟᚱᚤ in white on its right wing, while SCP-4580-3 is primarily white, with the runes ᛏᚺᛟᚢᚷᚺᛏ in black on its right wing. SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 will always sit at the highest point of SCP-4580-4. For more information on SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3, see document 4580-A. When the runes engraved on the side of SCP-4580-4 are spoken aloud within ten meters of SCP-4580-4, both SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 will go to whoever said the words, who will from here on out be refered to as the subject. They will then transform into humanoid figures. When they transform, a large cloud of black or white feathers will form around both SCPs, which will disipate in approximately ten seconds, to reveal both the SCPs newly transformed; both entities are entirely covered in feathers wearing clay masks. SCP-4580-2 will have black feathers with a white mask, while SCP-4580-3 will be the opposite. Both of these have the runes usually written on the SCP's right wing written on the mask. Both figures stand approximately three and quarter meters tall. SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 will both be able to fluently speak whatever language the words that summoned them were spoken in. Once SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 have transformed, they will ask the subject if they have come for secrets. If the subject says no, SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 will transform back into ravens and fly away. If the subject says yes, SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 will ask what they are willing to give in return. SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 will accept several different forms of payment. These include lustrous metals such as gold or silver, gem stones, or other secrets. Once the subject has made their payment to SCP-4580-2 (all payments must be made to SCP-4580-2 as SCP-4580-3 will not accept payment), SCP-4580-3 will tell the subject the requested secret, before turning back into ravens and returning to their perch on SCP-4580-4, unless the subject requests another secret. SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 may only be summoned three times a day, and any attempt to summon them beyond that will result in no response. If an individual attempts to attack any instance of SCP-4580, either physically or verbally, both SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 will make a very loud cawing sound, and all instances of SCP-4580-1 will begin to fly in circles around the person who attempted to attack them until the person is no longer visible. The instances of SCP-4580-1 will continue to encircle the person for approximately ten more seconds, before dissipating and revealing what is believed to be the attacker transformed into an instance of SCP-4580-1. That instance of SCP-4580-1 will then join SCP-4580. SCP-4580-4 takes the form of any tree that SCP-4580 has chosen during an SCP-4580-1 event. SCP-4580 most commonly chooses Fraxinus (ash tree), however, if Fraxinus are not present in the region, they will choose any tree they find suitable. SCP-4580 will generally choose a tree in or near a highly populated area. This tree must also be large enough to support the entire flock. Once SCP-4580 chooses a tree, they will land on it, and the runes ᛋᛖᚲᚱᛖᛏ ᚴᛖᛖᛈᛖᚱᛋ ᛋᛖᚲᚱᛖᛏ ᚴᛖᛖᛈᛖᚱᛋ ᛋᚺᛟᚹ ᚤᛟᚢᚱᛋᛖᛚᚡᛖᛋ ᛏᛟ ᛗᛖ will manifest carved into the side of the tree. For an unknown reason, the tree will be incapable of healing over the runes. The process by which these runes appear is currently unknown. When translated, these runes say, "██████ ███████ ██████ ███████, ████ ██████████ ██ ██." If these words are spoken in any language within ten meters of SCP-4580-4, then SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 will descend and transform, and the previousely discussed process will occur. An SCP-4580-1 event occurs when all instances of SCP-4580-1 through SCP-4580-3 leave the current instance of SCP-4580-4. From that point on, they will fly to somewhere else in the world and choose a new instance of SCP-4580-4. Instances of SCP-4580-4 that SCP-4580 leaves behind will retain the runes carved into their side, however, speaking them aloud within ten meters of the tree will no longer have an effect. Recovery: SCP-4580 was originally discovered in ██████, Norway after reports by the local police of people being turned into ravens. Supposedly, SCP-4580 had chosen a tree in █████ ██████'s backyard as SCP-4580-4. Having the ravens there supposedly, "Creeped her out", so she contacted local exterminators to remove the SCP-4580. However, when the exterminators attempted to place an instance of SCP-4580-1 in a bag, they were both transformed into instances of SCP-4580-1. █████ ██████ then contacted her local police, who then contacted the Foundation. The Foundation proceeded to evict █████ ███████ from her home, which was designated Site-██. Approximately two years and three weeks after Site-██ was established, SCP-4580 attempted to go through an SCP-4580-1 event. MTF Theta-8 were called in to re-contain SCP-4580, however, during the attempt, two of its members were transformed into instances of SCP-4580-1. Due to this, MTF Theta-8 was instead instructed to enact the current containment procedures. Additional Documents + View Document 4580-A - Document 4580-A: An interview with SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 Interviewed: SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 Interviewer: Dr. Hardacker Foreword: A fake construction zone, manned by MTF Theta-8 acting as construction workers, has been set up around the current location of SCP-4580 so that they may be interviewed without interference. <Begin Log, January 14, 20██> Dr. Hardacker: Hello there. SCP-4580-3: Hello, Dr. Hardacker. Dr. Hardacker: So you already know my name? SCP-4580-2: You study us so intently, we thought you would expect it by now. Dr. Hardacker: I did, I did. So, do you mind if I ask you some questions? SCP-4580-3: That's what we do. Dr. Hardacker: Very good. So, SCP-45- SCP-4580-3: Don't call us that. Dr. Hardacker: Why not? SCP-4580-3: It is degrading. Dr. Hardacker: Uhg, fine. What would you prefer I call you? SCP-4580-2: You may call me Muninn. SCP-4580-3: And you may call me Huginn. Dr. Hardacker: Ok then, so, how long have you existed? SCP-4580-2: Doctor, you should know by now that secrets are not free. Dr. Hardacker: Oh yes, of course. Dr. Hardacker motions for a guard to approach the table, who places a twenty-four karat gold ingot weighing 26.3 ounces, which SCP-4580-2 then takes SCP-4580-2: Very good, very good. SCP-4580-3: What was it that you wanted to know again? Dr. Hardacker: How long have you existed, exactly? SCP-4580-3: We have existed since the dawn and fall of the Aesir. Dr. Hardacker: The what? SCP-4580-3: The war gods, the ones who came before man, but after the Vanir, gods of nature and fertility. Dr. Hardacker: You're stating this like it's common knowledge, but I have no idea what you are talking about. SCP-4580-2: Why do you ask questions that you will not understand the answer to, doctor? Dr. Hardacker: Well, if I never ask, how will I even have a chance of understanding? SCP-4580-3: Fair point. Dr. Hardacker: So, Huginn, who originally created you two? SCP-4580-2: Excuse me? Dr. Hardacker: Ah, yes. The guard places another gold ingot on the table, which SCP-4580-2 once again takes SCP-4580-2: Yes, this is quite nice… SCP-4580-3: Well doctor, we were created by the one with many names. He is known as Foldardróttinn, Faðmbyggvir Friggjar, Fundinn, or as you most likely know him, Odin. Dr. Hardacker: You mean like, the norse god Odin? The "All Father"? SCP-4580-2: That is correct. Dr. Hardacker: Ok then… do you know why Odin supposedly created you? Wait, first… The guard places $1,500 in cash on the table SCP-4580-2: This is worthless to us. Dr. Hardacker: Fine. Another gold ingot is placed on the table which SCP-4580-2 takes SCP-4580-3: Well, Odin created us to fly across the nine realms and gather all sorts of secrets and information, and then to return, and whisper the secrets of the world into his ears, for as All Father, Odin must know what is to occur in his domain. Dr. Hardacker: Ok, then why aren't you with Odin now? Both SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 appear to bow their heads in mourning Dr. Hardacker: Are you two ok? SCP-4580-2: Give us a moment. We must honor the All Father. SCP-4580-2 and SCP-4580-3 continue bowing their heads for another minute before returning to conversation Dr. Hardacker: Are you ready to talk now? SCP-4580-3: Yes. Dr. Hardacker: Ok, one moment please… The guard places two silver ingots, both weighing 13 ounces, which SCP-4580-2 takes SCP-4580-2: You see? This far more usefull than your pieces of green paper. Dr. Hardacker: So why aren't you with Odin? SCP-4580-3: You see, when the mighty All Father died in the jaws of Fenrir, the great wolf, son of Loki, we were left alone to wander the world without a purpose. That is, until we came to a realisation. We realised that the All Father would have wanted us to spread knowledge to Midgard, for that is the kingdom of his favorite creations, in exception to his direct children. Dr. Hardacker: Sure, sure… so, almost done, why do you go through SCP-4580-1 events? SCP-4580-3: We don't know what you are refering to. Dr. Hardacker: I'm sorry, I'm talking about when you leave your current tree and choose a new one. SCP-4580-2: Doctor, you're missing something. Dr. Hardacker: Oh, right. The guard places an eighteen karat daimond weighing 12.9 ounces on the table, which SCP-4580-2 inspects before taking SCP-4580-2: Very well then. SCP-4580-3: The reason we choose a new tree is quite simple, you see, when we have learned of all the good and interesting secrets in an area, we leave, and choose a new place with new secrets. Dr. Hardacker: Is that why you are always located near things like cities and towns? SCP-4580-2: Exactly. Dr. Hardacker: Last question. Why do you require people to trade for secrets? Why not give them away for free? SCP-4580-2: Ah, for this, we do not require a trade. You see doctor, it's simple, if anyone could have any secret for free, then it wouldn't be a secret any more, would it? Dr. Hardacker: I suppose not. Well, it has been nice talking to you. Huginn, Muninn, goodbye for now. SCP-4580-2: Goodbye doctor. SCP-4580-3: Farewell, Dr. Hardacker. <End Log> Closing Statement: The fake construction site around SCP-4580 was de-constructed without interference. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4580" by IAmtheBushman, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4580. 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: 4580.JPG Name: Common raves landfill.jpg Author: William I. Boarman License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4581 | safe | A counter-propaganda tool wreaks unintended havoc on Foundation servers. NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION Sharing derivative media depicting this object's active state propagates a virulent audio-borne infohazard. This trait was discovered in the course of testing. Initial containment procedures have been updated with essential information rendered in blue. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Item#: 4581 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: caution link to memo Special Containment Procedures: In the absence of a playback device, SCP-4581 can be considered inert, and shall be stored in the temperature-controlled archival vault in the secure wing of Site-76. Any testing of SCP-4581-A is to be conducted in a soundproofed room equipped with audiovisual surveillance. Any proposed testing involving SCP-4581 must be approved by the Site-76 RAISA Coordinator. Sanctioned tests must only be documented via contemporaneous transcript; audio recording devices of any kind are strictly barred from the testing environment. SCP-4581 in storage. Description: SCP-4581 is a single-sided cassette tape similar to the Dead Kennedys' 1981 album In God We Trust, Inc. The cassette has an extraordinary resistance to physical tampering, and refuses any attempt to overwrite either side of the tape. The visual design deviates from standard releases in several conspicuous ways. Where Side One should bear the release company's name, it instead says "mxm bootleg edition", and their logo is replaced with a crossed-out swastika. This design is identical to the cover art for the 7" vinyl release of "Nazi Punks Fuck Off", a version of which appears as Track 6 on In God We Trust, Inc.1 Side Two has been altered from its original message ("Home taping is killing record industry profits! We left this side blank so you can help.") and now reads, "copyright can poison fascist propaganda! I left this side blank so you can BLANK". Normal playback does not activate any anomalous effects. The album proceeds as expected with a runtime of 13 minutes and 54 seconds; as advertised, Side Two is blank. When placed in a compatible device, any attempt to overwrite Side One will trigger SCP-4581's active state. The cassette will begin playing popular music targeted for stringent copyright enforcement on YouTube2 at a volume of 60 to 130 decibels (dB) from no discernible source; this effect is designated SCP-4581-A. Track selection is biased towards music considered disrespectful or "situationally inappropriate" by observers. Despite the physical limitations of the magnetic tape, SCP-4581-A will continue playback indefinitely unless interrupted, thus posing a risk of hearing damage3 to observers without ear protection. For detailed testing information, consult Addendum 4581-1. When recordings of SCP-4581-A are uploaded to any network-capable device, an audio-borne infohazard (SCP-4581-∞) will propagate across all media the current user can possibly access. SCP-4581-∞ overwrites all audio channels with a loop of a single, random track, and spreads when given access to new files. This includes when a different user uploads files affected by SCP-4581-∞ to a new network, or when the current user logs into another network. Attempting to overwrite Side Two triggers an opposing effect: a nullification field that silences all communications and scrubs all audio recordings within a range of 300 meters, reducing them to high-frequency noise consistent with analogue magnetic "tape hiss". This effect, designated SCP-4581-B, will also persist indefinitely until interrupted, and is essential for containing SCP-4581-∞. It is reasonable to conclude that these combined effects were engineered with the intent of making any recorded material unusable for commercial, journalistic or documentary purposes. See Addendum 4581-2 for expanded testing information. SCP-4581-B is preceded by an eight-second burst of high-frequency sound, which displays a Keter-class memetic hazard when rendered as an audio spectrogram. Following this discovery, key words pertaining to SCP-4581 were added to Foundation webcrawler I/O-GASNIER4, and "mxm" was flagged as a potential Person of Interest. + Show Spectrogram [WARNING: LEVEL 3 MEMETIC HAZARD TRAINING REQUIRED] - Hide Spectrogram [LEVEL 3 MEMETIC HAZARD TRAINING AFFIRMED] "Did you know that world-renowned writer Stephen King was once hit by a car? Just something to consider." Discovery: SCP-4581 was recovered from the epicenter of a spontaneous communications blackout in ███████, Washington on 2017/04/20, after a street confrontation between left-wing and right-wing demonstrators. Local law enforcement reported an interval of "deafening music" before abruptly losing contact with their dispatcher inside SCP-4581-B's range of effect. Dispatched to the scene, MTF Iota-10 ("Damn Feds") discovered that all audio recorded at the event had been expunged. They identified SCP-4581 in a torn and discarded backpack, along with a portable cassette player and a tape case stenciled with the following directions: WEAR EARPLUGS! press record to activate side 1: copyright killer side 2: get-away jam TRACK 6 FOREVER + Addendum 4581-1: Partial Testing Logs - Close Addendum 4581-1 Testing Protocol: Experiment was conducted in a soundproofed room equipped with a video camera and microphone. SCP-4581 was placed on Side A inside a conventional cassette deck. Subject: Control Results: "Paparazzi", Lady Gaga (60 dB); "Don't Look Any Further", Dennis Edwards (60 dB); "Never Gonna Give You Up", Rick Astley (65 dB). Comments: Researcher Gore compares the effect to "a really tacky FM radio station". Subject: D-6811, former Site-██ staff, traded materiel to Marshall, Carter & Dark, Ltd. Results: "Blame it on Cain", Elvis Costello (70 dB); "Pretty Fly (For A White Guy)", The Offspring (70 dB); "The Hand That Feeds", Nine Inch Nails (80 dB). Subject: D-5294, convicted murderer, domestic abuser, member of the Aryan Brotherhood. Results: "Skinhead on the MBTA", Dropkick Murphys5 (90-120 dB); "My Axe", Insane Clown Posse (120 dB); "Broken Hearts Are For Assholes", Frank Zappa (130 dB). Comments: D-5294 attempted to sing along with the chorus of the first track, but volume spontaneously increased, prompting irritation. The third track provoked an outburst, and the subject requested to end the test prematurely. Afterwards, D-5294 reported a severe migraine and requested painkillers, which were administered promptly. Subject: Security Officer ██████ █████, staff volunteer, former domestic law enforcement. Description: Subject was provided with over-ear hearing protection before beginning the test. Results: "Prison Song", System of a Down (120 dB); "Nothing to Lose", Tupac Shakur (130 dB); "Fuck Tha Police", N.W.A. (130 dB). Comments: Afterwards, Security Officer █████ demonstrated no ill effects, affirming that any headaches associated with SCP-4581-A are non-anomalous. Following the project team's initial report, RAISA detected unauthorized changes on the Site-76 staging server. Timestamps indicate that the alterations began twenty-three minutes after Researcher Penelope Gore uploaded the first recording of SCP-4581-A, resulting in all media associated with her account being dubbed over with Rage Against the Machine's 1992 song "Killing in the Name". Audited server logs demonstrated no sign of external penetration, suggesting that this event was a tertiary effect of SCP-4581. RAISA designated this infohazard SCP-4581-∞, all testing was halted pending a full project review, and SCP-4581's Disruption Class was upgraded to Keneq. + Addendum 4581-2: Penelope Gore's Personal Log - Close Addendum 4581-2 Entry 01 — I screwed up. Bad. Just left a meeting with the Site Director and our RAISA coordinator. SCP-4581-∞ has contaminated every multimedia file I've ever uploaded at Site-76, including critical research on SCP-████ and SCP-████-██. It's supposedly contained to our local network (to be safe, they've deauthenticated my SCiPNet clearance) but they won't tell me whether the remote backups are intact. Trying not to think about it. Don't think I'm getting an official reprimand yet but they were absolutely furious. Me too. I thought the anomaly was simple. Lesson learned. Joke's on me. Har har. Entry 02 — Looking at this debacle with fresh eyes and I might be onto something. I pulled an old desktop terminal out of storage, and when I used my webcam to record straight to an .mp4, the resulting audio sounded clean. When I uploaded that .mp4 that to a virtual machine, the copy played "Killing in the Name". When I moved some unrelated, non-contaminated files to the VM, they got contaminated too. I don't know how it's doing this, but its persistence is fuc wearisome. (At least it picked a good song this time.) SCP-4581-A is a poison pill. Maybe it came with an antidote? "get-away jam" is a weird way to phrase "mute" or "silence". I might be able to fix this; currently revising and resubmitting my testing proposal. Entry 03 — Good news: tests approved. Bad news: EVERYONE KNOWS. The Site Director has reclassified SCP-4581 to Unrestricted, so literally everyone has the briefing. I've never been so embarrassed. (OK pity party over. Work to be done.) Entry 04 — SCP-4581-∞ Communicability Test Description: Three air-gapped laptops were signed out for this test. Laptop C was set aside as a control; Laptop A and B were instatiated from USB boot drive then assigned identical login profiles and passwords. 10 seconds of subject-recorded video ("selfie" angle depicting subject's exaggerated frown) transferred to Laptop A. Results: Laptop A and B both contaminated with SCP-4581-∞. Entry 05 — SCP-4581-B Nullification Test Description: Laptops B and C remain in situ. Subject proceeds with Laptop A to a predesignated testing area 900m from the Site-76 perimeter, ensuring facility is far outside SCP-4581-B's range of influence. Subject activates SCP-4581-B, waits for sixty seconds, then deactivates the anomaly. Results: All audio content on Laptop A is overwritten with high-frequency noise, including media contaminated by SCP-4581-∞. Description: 10 seconds of subject video ("frown") uploaded to Laptop B. Results: Formerly-contaminated media still plays "Killing in the Name", but does not propagate SCP-4581-∞ to uncontaminated files. Description: Laptop C set up with identical login credentials to A and B. 10 seconds of subject video ("excitement") uploaded to Laptop C. Results: No contamination. Comments: GOTC Containment re-established. At this time, the only method of removing SCP-4581-∞ from an affected individual is direct exposure to SCP-4581-B. This will halt infohazard propagation from all derivative users, but will not restore the original audio in affected files. + Addendum 4581-3: Excerpts from recovered GoI-5869 chat logs - Close Addendum 4581-3 On 2017/09/21, MTF Upsilon-20 ("Hogtown Garrison") raided a Montreal safehouse affiliated with GoI-5869 ("Gamers Against Weed"). In addition to 28 GB of non-anomalous pirated media and assorted leftist propaganda, MTF Upsilon-20 recovered the following chat logs from an encrypted server. polaricecraps: god DAMN it polaricecraps: that fucking guy is back in town lesbian_gengar: which guy polaricecraps: the fashy guy polaricecraps: calls himself a journo but he's just a fuckin grifter polaricecraps: follows nazis around with cameras when they terrorize our neighbors steakshift has entered the chat. polaricecraps: and cuts the vid to make them look like the victims when people fight back lesbian_gengar: again lesbian_gengar: which guy bluntfiend: There's so many dudes like that. polaricecraps: that's why im PISSED polaricecraps: its super obvious what they're doing but lib media just plays along polaricecraps: and if anyone clocks him it';s an assault on free speech or something tiedyeduck: "gOtTA HeAr bOth SidEs" polaricecraps: so he keeps starting shit and putting it on youtube and making money off the ads steakshift: what's happening itc tiedyeduck: plus crowdfunding bluntfiend: PIC is GMO. bluntfiend: Getting Mad Online. polaricecraps: fuck off blunt polaricecraps: ppl keep getting hurt bc of this showboat and his fascist buds bluntfiend: Wow, someone needs a nap! polaricecraps: wanna teach those pricks a lesson bones: PIC, we all respect your outrage with this pattern of exploitation, but you are moving this conversation in a familiar and unwelcome direction. polaricecraps: I didn't mean THAT kind of lesson, fuk polaricecraps: I just wanna like steakshift: hold up polaricecraps polaricecraps: give him a swirly polaricecraps: not break his knees steakshift: I have just the thing steakshift: put it together a while back to fuck with some RW propagandists at a demo steakshift: mix came out catchier than I expected, ended up tanking their stream and then their whole yt channel steakshift: they haven't posted since tiedyeduck: rekt polaricecraps: so thisll ruin his day steakshift: oh yeah. maybe even his year polaricecraps: sweet polaricecraps: uh steakshift polaricecraps: i got the package polaricecraps: no disrespect but polaricecraps: what even is this steakshift: what do you mean steakshift: you've never heard of Dead Kennedys? polaricecraps: i know dead kennedies polaricecraps: but what is this steakshift: ?? steakshift: it's a cassette tape polaricecraps: wut steakshift: plz tell me you've heard of cassettes polaricecraps: wut steakshift: plz steakshift: plz say sike bluntfiend: Congratulations, steakshift. bluntfiend: You are old! steakshift: I’m only 32!! kkrule: that’s old polaricecraps: old DonDeLillo: old tiedyeduck: lmao told tiedyeduck: *old steakshift: I am not old steakshift: y'all are just, younger lesbian_gengar: oh, honey. bluntfiend: It's the children who are wrong. bones: From my perspective, thirty-two terrestrial years does not seem like a long time. steakshift: thank you, bones bluntfiend: Lmao yes, thanks bones. bones: You are welcome. bluntfiend: So sagely. steakshift: wait bluntfiend: So wise. steakshift: "terrestrial"? polaricecraps: cmonn steak how do i use this thing steakshift: ask your parents ffs Research indicates that PoI-6880 ("polaricecraps") was referring to ██████ ███, a right-wing provocateur with ties to non-anomalous hate groups. ███ is implicated in a series of high-profile street conflicts, which have resulted in one fatality and ██ publicly-reported injuries. While ███ was present in the recovery area at the time of MTF Iota-10's investigation, he demonstrated that his camera had been wiped. ███ was amnesticized and released when he demanded exorbitant monetary compensation for alleged damages; ███ regularly updates his media channels and is clearly not under the influence of SCP-4581-∞. Researchers have been unable to correlate "steakshift's" alleged deployment of SCP-4581-∞, implying that affected user(s) may remain uncontained. "steakshift", AKA "mxm", was summarily deemed PoI-6966. You have (1) new unread message in your inbox. You have (0) unread messages. Researcher Gore, We just got a potential hit on a PoI you entered into the system. MTF U-20 is spinning up for a catch-and-release operation right this second. Given your history with SCP-4581, I thought you might be able to extract some valuable information from this individual; please let us know if you have the time and workload capacity for a secondary assignment. — M. L. Adelaide, Interim Director, Site-201 On 2018/05/23, Foundation webcrawler I/O-GASNIER flagged a non-anomalous swap meet in Sudbury, Ontario, where an undercover member of MTF Upsilon-20 reported an attendee wearing a "MxMasters" name tag. The target was apprehended when they left the venue and brought in for interrogation. Interviewed: Wren Masterson, suspected PoI-6966 ("steakshift", "mxm") Interviewer: Researcher Penelope Gore, Site-76 <Begin Log> Masterson: Finally. Is my lawyer on the way? Gore: No, I'm afraid not. M: Figures. Your boys just laughed when I asked about that. Are you a cop, "Tipper"? You have to tell me if you're a cop. G: No. Please don't call me that. I'm Researcher Penelope Gore, and I have some questions for you. M: I'm not going to answer any… Wait. Those guys said… (pause) They call you "Tipper Gore"? Like the censor?6 (laughing) G: (pause) Yes, Ms. Masterson. M: Mx. Masterson. I'm a they, not a she. G: Apologies. Can you guess why they call me "Tipper", Mx. Masterson? M: I'm assuming you're a prude. G: Not exactly. Do you like Dead Kennedys, Wren? M: Uh, yes. (pause) Oh. (pause) Oh shit. (laughing) This is… awkward. G: Yes. Well. Suffice it to say that I contained your "project", but my coworkers enjoy rubbing it in my face. (pause) Forgive me if I'm somewhat terse. M: Forgiven. Reap what you sow and all that. How'd y'all get the tape? G: That's classified. Are you identifying yourself as the original owner and/or creator of SCP-4581? M: (pause) Uh… no? G: Then why is your name on it? "MxMasters", "mxm"? Not the most subtle alias. M: (pause) Is this is what you humans call… "hubris"? G: Are you implying that you are non-human? M: No, I was just… (pause) Trying to be funny. Fuck. Well. Janitors aren't cops, technically, so I'll indulge you. I'm not going to remember this, am I? G: That's not my department. M: Well that's… (inaudible) handy. (whistles dejectedly) Alright, Researcher Penelope Gore. Ask your questions. G: How long have you been able to create these anomalies? M: Since, uh, high school I guess. 2003, 2004-ish. G: Was there a precipitating event? M: I watched "The Ring". (laughing) Always liked movies — wore out my VHS Disney classics and Original Trilogy, just watching and rewatching — but I'd never thought about making my own until I saw "The Ring". G: Could you expound on that? M: Sure. Uh, bottom-line, the big bad is an unwanted little girl who makes spirit photographs. She gets pissed, thinks about stuff, it appears on film, and it hurts people, even after she dies. (pause) The first time I saw it, I was alone at home, and I thought it was stupid. I thought, "that's not how pictures work. That's not how movies are made. Ghosts don't call you on the phone." But I watched all the way to the end… G: Go on. M: …and then my fucking phone rang. I almost pissed myself. It wasn't a ghost on the other end, it was just a fluke, freak timing. But when it scared me, that fear sorta… jumped out. When I went back into the living room, there was this screaming, shimmering white face on the television screen. Fading, indistinct, but it was my face. I could tell. G: And this inspired you? M: It terrified me. At first I thought my soul had, like, fucked off through the TV set. (laughing) But yeah, I tried again a few weeks later. I thought really hard at some Polaroids and it didn't do shit. Eventually I realized that I didn't know enough about the medium. I would listen to my favorite bands, but didn't really understand music. I took photos and watched movies but I didn't understand film. I was seeing the world through a pinhole, and I didn't even realize. Turns out, bouncing energy off a CRT is easy. Thought photography? Tough, for rookies. Mentally compositing a datastream, then laying it down through an arrangement of metallic particles, in a machine-readable format? That's a fucking challenge, and I live for it. G: Did you model yourself on the girl in the movie? Did you set out to do people harm? M: What? No. God, no. Imagine having that sort of power and using it to torture randos. No, that's never been cool. Art can be grim and punishing but it shouldn't be, like… pointlessly hostile. I grew out of that mindset a long time ago, found my real voice, my real self. Eventually I even found some like-minded people. We're not into random violence. G: Then why make SCP-4581? M: I mean, I thought the label was pretty self-explanatory. G: You don't consider SCP-4581-∞ "random" or "violent"? M: (pause) What is "SCP-4581-infinite"? G: Your infohazard. M: Oh, you mean the Loop. It's the Loop and the Jam. (pause) Let me ask you a question, Researcher Gore: do you think that building a gun is a violent act? G: Yes. A gun is a killing implement. Its design and construction is shaped by intent. M: Okay. What about a camera? G: (pause) I'm not sure I follow. M: Guns, cameras, cassettes - to me, all tools. Good or bad, it's people who put them to work. G: Are you saying "guns don't kill people"? M: No, guns are designed for killing. But with training and safeguards you can use a rifle to hunt game, feed a family, protect a community. It's all responsibility and intent. Mundane cameras kill people too, when they misrepresent or escalate a situation. Propaganda is the bedrock of genocide. Yet whoever's behind the lens is always read as neutral. When they're obviously not. G: That's an absurd reduction. There are extremes, yes, but there is such a thing as an objective, scientific view. A mundane object doesn't blow someone's eardrums out and then wipe them off the Internet. That was you. You built a bomb, and then you sent it to a child. M: "An objective, scientific view", what horseshit. Janitors. You run tests and collapse everything into reports and pretend you're not influencing the results. We all change things just by observing, and we decide how to observe. That's why there's a choice built into the Loop… uh, the thing. (snaps fingers) SCP-4581-whatever. You don't have to share that salacious gossip, or that video of a dude getting his head kicked in. You don't have to profit from their pain. You can just… scrap that take. Move on. Everyone will be better for it. G: I have a printout here… chat logs describing your use of SCP-4581-∞ against unidentified "right-wing propagandists". M: That… may have happened. G: Will you tell us more about that? M: I would prefer not to. G: Why? M: The circumstances don't matter anymore. It's done. Closed Loop. You don't need to worry about that guy. G: What makes you so sure "the Loop" is closed? SCP-4581-∞ could be lingering around your target, or a derivative- M: Because I'm a responsible human being, Tipper. When I built this weapon, and yes I acknowledge it's a weapon, thank you, I included a safety. When the Mysterious Mr. Fucko's channel got yanked, I drove7 by his house playing the Jam. I knocked on his door and asked for directions and he said fuck off, he didn't have time for dykes, his business was collapsing. So I went home. Mission complete. G: You think you changed your target's outlook by… destroying their livelihood? M: Doubt it. I could have played that tape while screaming, "stop harassing brown people for money", and he'd still be racist. That doesn't matter, though, because "hearts and minds" isn't the point. It's about power and affect. Y'all are about containment and protection, right? He used his platform to hurt people. Now he can't. If you actually cared about normies, you'd appreciate my public service. (pause) Can I please have my tape back? G: No. Why? M: It has sentimental value. Plus, I'm an indie librarian of sorts. I prefer it when my loans are returned. No fees, mind you, that defeats the purpose of mutual aid, but folks typically respect the quid pro quo. (pause) What did the tape play for you? What did it leave behind? G: I'm not at liberty to discuss our investigation. M: Really? Shit, not even a consolation prize. Janitors really can't take a joke. G: (pause) It trolled me with Lady Gaga and Rick Astley. M: (laughing) G: I've always hated pop music. (pause) SCP-4581-∞ overwrote files with Rage Against The Machine. M: Interesting. (pause) You should quit your job. G: Excuse me? M: I mean, not to tell you your business, but "SCP-4581-∞" is a reflection of the operator. It's based on the circumstances that led you to make the mistake of uploading it. If I were to guess, I'd say you were… conflicted, about your place in a bigger system? G: (pause) No offence, "steakshift", but I'm not about to take career advice from someone in their thirties who thinks a name like "Gamers Against Weed" is funny. M: Again, fair. My sense of humor is terrible. Want to hear a joke? G: Not particularly. M: Two Oscar Meyer guys are on the highway in the Wienermobile. Been out there for hours, mile after mile, on and on and on. Driver asks his buddy to take the wheel. Passenger says, "no, I can't." Driver says, "I'm dyin' here, take the wheel, I need a nap." Passenger shakes his head. Driver flips out. "What the hell is wrong with you? This is part of the job! I've been driving for hours. It's your turn!" Passenger just… collapses in on himself. He says, "I'm sorry to let you down, man. I drive an automatic. I can't handle a steak-shift." (pause) G: (inaudible) Are you done? M: Yep. G: (pause) Will you answer additional questions about your history, education, anomalous abilities, projects, personal enterprises and affiliations, particularly your relationship with GoI-5869, "Gamers Against Weed", and the members thereof? M: Nope. G: (pause) You were mostly compliant, before. What changed? M: (clears throat) "Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me." G: Alright then. Goodbye, Mx. Masterson. M: (whistles dejectedly) <End Log> Closing Statement: Wren Masterson (PoI-6966) was amnesticized and released from Foundation custody in Sudbury. The surveillance team lost contact shortly thereafter. Tracking their whereabouts is considered a low priority. Footnotes 1. This logo has been associated with a number of left-wing causes, most notably the Anti-Racist Action Network (ARA). 2. Defined here as being barred from monetization and/or playback in >230 countries. In testing, 97% of selected tracks were blocked in both the mainland United States and Canada. 3. Prolonged exposure to sound in excess of 85 dB can cause hearing damage. For comparison, an average conversation is 60 dB; a rock concert, 100 dB; a jet takeoff, 130 dB. 4. An automated agent designed to search public Internet and "dark web" content for keywords associated with GoI-5869 ("Gamers Against Weed"). 5. An adaptation of "The MTA Song", a folk tune describing the plight of a man trapped on a subway. This rendition refers to "skinheads" in the context of the Boston hardcore scene, where Skinheads Against Racial Prejudice (SHARP) were diametrically opposed to neo-Nazis. 6. Mary Elizabeth "Tipper" Gore co-founded the Parents Music Resource Center (PMRC) to pressure the recording industry into placing warning labels on media featuring sexually explicit, violent or drug-related content. 7. Official registry information uncovered by MTF Iota-10 indicates that Mx. Masterson has never owned a car, nor do they possess a driver's license. |
SCP-4582 | esoteric-class | Hey Liv, I know you'd rather I just summarize it, but I think this one justifies the format. I stole it off of a blind-drunk Hand operative in Plattsburg after the curfew went down. What's in here was enough to override his conditioning and make him head for the hills (well, Canada). Given the current state of the Hand's memetic conditioning, that's saying quite a lot. Our fair acquaintances have got both New Yorks locked down; getting this out would've been hard without my, ah, advanced knowledge (lucky me!). Hopefully this'll give you enough boots to kick ass upstairs. Enjoy, Alex. SCP: 4582 Classification: Realitätsbrecher Severity: Gelb Rot Special Containment Procedures: Due to the inherent risks of a broken SCP-4582 cycle, containment primarily focuses on maintaining the integrity and stability of SCP-4582. As SCP-4582's cycle is currently contained within Containment Area 15, and currently poses no threat to civilian or Foundation personnel1, maintenance of proper SCP-4582 cycling is to be considered paramount. As of 4/14/37, testing is to be conducted on the malleability of SCP-4582 cycling under the jurisdiction of Colonel Richards2. Description: SCP-4582 is an unstable cumulative pseudo-temporal loop3 initiated on 3/01/37 that encompasses semideterministic4 locales within Containment Area 155. SCP-4582's loop consists of three components: SCP-4582-1, SCP-4582-2, and SCP-4582-3. SCP-4582-1 is a prototype Boeing Model One that has been heavily modified from its registered specifications. Its wingspan has been increased by four point five inches6 from the original eight point three eight meters. The outermost wing supports have been removed, resulting in severe wing instability. All aviation fuel in the engine has been replaced with a mixture of sucrose, water, and sawdust that is unable to undergo combustion. The entire chassis of SCP-4582-1 (including pontoons) has been replaced with concrete7, raising the weight far beyond the accepted tolerance of the engine, wings, or fuselage. Though SCP-4582-1 is extremely durable, it is not capable of powered flight. SCP-4582-1 has been theorized as the motive force behind SCP-4582; however, this cannot be conclusively established due to SCP-4582's effects. SCP-4582-2 is the corpse of William E. Boeing8. Cause of death was blood loss from three gunshot wounds to the upper torso. In addition, SCP-4582-2's stomach was filled with a mixture of sucrose, water, and sawdust9. SCP-4582-2 was well-preserved at the time of containment; however, multiple SCP-4582 cycles have significantly degraded its condition. SCP-4582-2, as of 7/05/37, no longer maintains cohesion and consists of an unidentifiable mass of meats and fluids10. This has not impacted its participation in SCP-4582. As Mr. Boeing was last seen during the Hawaiian tsunami on 2/25/37, the mechanism by which SCP-4582-2 was moved to Containment Area 15 is currently unknown. SCP-4582-3 is former Mobile Foundation Platform Alpha-Seven ("Beats Walking")11. SCP-4582-3 was the first Mobile Foundation Platform to recover SCP-4582-1 and SCP-4582-2, and was subsequently incorporated into SCP-4582. All personnel inside SCP-4582-3 were killed during the initiation of the SCP-4582 cycle. Repeated SCP-4582 cycles have significantly degraded both the facility and the corpses inside; as of 7/05/37 the facility consists of a mixture of ash, pulverized airship material, and macerated human flesh. Despite this, SCP-4582-3 maintains enough cohesion to complete an SCP-4582 cycle. SCP-4582's crash location can be adjusted via small modifications to SCP-4582-1. Changes in aerodynamicism12 result in wildly variable crash locations within Containment Area 15. These changes are extremely difficult to predict, and no accurate predictive model has been established. As of 4/14/37, MTFs Epsilon-5 ("So Good They Named It Twice") and Epsilon-6 ("When They Didn't Need To Name It At All")13 have been established to conduct these experiments. SCP-4582 cycles are internally consistent but lack external chronological coherency14. A full SCP-4582 cycle lasts a variable amount of observer time and thirty minutes of local time. SCP-4582 cycles demonstrate extreme chronospatial distortion, routinely violating causality, and are capable of radically reconfiguring the local geography and time flow of Containment Area 1515. There is a small period during recovery in which restructuring does not occur around SCP-4582-1 and SCP-4582-2. Addendum 4582-1: The following is an attempt to describe the internal chronology of an SCP-4582 cycle. It has been assembled based on reports from SCP-4582-3 before the initiation of the initial SCP-4582 cycle. Due to the unusual circumstances surrounding SCP-4582 cycling, derivations in this pattern are extremely difficult to track16. The initial cycle started on 3/1/1937 and has not, as far as we can determine, ended in local time. All time stamps are in minutes. —Doctor Caldmann [00] SCP-4582-1 and SCP-4582-2 crash-land. Kinetic energy produced in the crash is greater than would be predicted given the weight and velocity of SCP-4582-117. [01] SCP-4582-3 begins to move to SCP-4582-1 and SCP-4582-2's location to initiate containment. [05] SCP-4582-3 arrives at SCP-4582-1 and SCP-4582-2 and begins containment. [10] SCP-4582-3 completes initial containment of SCP-4582-1 and SCP-4582-2. SCP-4582-1 is taken to the hanger. SCP-4582-2 is taken to the morgue. Respective analysis begins. [15] Autopsy of SCP-4582-2 does not reveal any anomalous features. Analysis of SCP-4582-1 engine begins. SCP-4582-1 begins emitting large amounts of thermal energy18. [17] Inspection of SCP-4582-1 ceases due to the large amounts of thermal energy. Several clothing fires are extinguished. Hangar is evacuated. [20] SCP-4582-2 reanimates and begins vocalizing sounds of distress. SCP-4582-2 does not appear capable of human speech. Waveform analysis conducted at Provisional Site-3519 indicates similarities to damaged internal combustion engines. SCP-4582-2 begins to move towards SCP-4582-1. [22] SCP-4582-2 encounters SCP-4582-3 security forces. SCP-4582-2 is affected by ordnance, but locomotion20 is not impeded. [25] SCP-4582-2 reaches SCP-4582-1. Ambient temperature around SCP-4582-1 begins to char SCP-4582-2; however, locomotion towards SCP-4582-1 continues. Expressions of pain and distress increase. [28] SCP-4582-2 arrives at SCP-4582-1 and seats itself in the cockpit. A large explosion originating from the hangar, presumed to be from SCP-4582-1, compromises SCP-4582-3's structural integrity. SCP-4582-1 and SCP-4582-2 fall from SCP-4582-3. [30/0] SCP-4582-1 and SCP-4582-2 crash-land into a location determined partially by the aerodynamicism of SCP-4582-1. Cycle repeats. + A Note - Lots of love~ And that's the end of the main article proper. A real mess, eh? You can see how badly the author(s) wanted to use the phrase "causality loop." It isn't one, though! While I was in New York I saw it firsthand. It really is indescribable, but let me try and do the best I can: I was in Brooklyn, looking back towards New Jersey. There was a tremendous roar, so loud I thought the bomb had gone off, and I saw the whole island of Manhattan fold in on itself like it was a game board being put away. Some of the buildings stayed locked to their foundations (ha!) but others weren't, and they (and a tremendous amount of rubble) cascaded down the island into the sea. It was a sound I hope to never hear again: an urban rockslide, the sound of chaos. A concrete seaplane flew into a cloud of rubble like a rocket (a jet-propelled tube of metal, usually carrying an explosive) and an explosion played in reverse, and in another location the whole thing happened but slower, and the right way around…. There were no less than four of the things all flailing around doing things out of order. I am convinced it simply does not work in a way we mortals, stuck in the fixed frame of linear time, can comprehend. If I were you, back at HQ, I'd try very hard to find out what caused it. I highly doubt it was Boeing; it sounds like he was fished out of the Pacific after the assassination and dumped into the plane. The destructive power of this thing is incredible. It's already annihilated one of the largest cities in the world, and is making good headway on the rubble that's left. If my rough plots are correct, its area of effect is expanding by at least several feet per day…. There's just a bit more I got out of the Hand operative; these were not put into the article (though they should have been!) but were instead buried on a series of punch tapes in the possession of Colonel Richards (how the operative was supposed to have acquired these I couldn't tell you). On a more personal note, since you asked, I'm doing as well as could be hoped. Twenty years is a lot to live over again (though I'm back in my younger body, thank God), and I am finding, more than anything else, how boring it is. I've seen all the movies, I know all the events, I know most of the people…. My accent and word choices net me strange looks. Hilarious, since when I was (will have been?) on the moon in '57, I was always known as a terminal square. It's strange. I don't like it. I lose track of when I am and what has and has not happened. When I'm alone at night with my thoughts I worry that I'm an old woman still, that dementia has caught up with me at last, and I'm losing what little I had left. But I'm sure I'll get on; I have already arranged things so that I will be nowhere near the explosion when it happens. If it happens. Maybe that, at least, will change. Lots of love, Alexandria. Spacer + Transcript of Private Correspondence Between Colonel Richards and Doctor James Caldmann - Hide I've removed all the extraneous headers/footers/greetings/niceties/encryption for you. —Alex I understand your reticence and your feelings over being replaced by someone who you must see as an interloper. However, determining a sound basis for SCP-4582's crash location is of paramount importance, and I will not stop work on it. I was given an assignment, and I will carry it out. Colonel Richards I know I must sound bitter, but please believe me when I say I am not! I am just concerned about what you are doing! We have been extremely lucky so far that the anomaly has not broken past the boundaries of New York—the more you interfere with it, the more likely that possibility becomes! I understand your grief—believe me, I do. I also understand that one or more members of the council21 has decided to grant you this privilege (not knowing, I must assume, what you are trying to accomplish!). However, if you will allow your grief to cloud your judgement in this way, I feel I must raise the issue with our superiors. I am really very sorry, but I cannot allow this to continue!22 Doctor Caldmann23 Spacer + Message From Doctor Caldmann to the Ethics Committee - Hide I must strongly object to the accusations outlined in your previous letter to me. Colonel Richards's containment strategy is methodical, cautious, and well-thought; I see no reason to halt its progress. While I may have expressed reservations in the past, I have the utmost faith in Colonel Richards's ability to safely experiment on the anomaly in question. Sincerely, Doctor James Caldmann24 Spacer + List of Casualties From Mobile Foundation Platform Alpha-Seven ("Beats Walking") - Hide As I received it from the Hand operative from the person of Colonel Richards, in no particular order. —Alex Officer Lisa Ward Nurse Loren Caldmann Officer Adrian Vasquez Nurse Jessica Schneider Director Doyle Hogan Doctor Emanuel Harrington Doctor Thomas Collier Nurse Felicia Norman Officer Angela Walsh Technician Carole Delgado Technician Roderick Hammond Doctor Timmy Hicks Nurse Maryann Simpson Staff Kelly Bryant Staff Santos Holt Staff Olivia Neal Doctor Dennis Moran Technician Jared Douglas Doctor Lester Daniels Staff Matthew Hudson Doctor Kaitlin Richards Colonel Michael Richards !!!!!!!25 Footnotes 1. Due to the full evacuation of Containment Area 15 following several major containment breaches on 11/15/36. 2. By O5 order, replacing Doctor Caldmann. 3. Don't worry; they don't know what this means either. —Alex 4. Partially malleable according to modification of a set of criteria listed below. 5. As in New York, New York, at least before those SCPs whose numbers I can never remember broke containment, as it was so euphemistically put to the public. The reality benders, among others. Real mess on their part. Given the Foundation's typical anality re: strikethroughs, I couldn't tell you why this has been removed. —Alex 6. This should be in metric, per the official Foundation style guide. Note that the following measurement is in meters, and a bizarre one at that—an even 27 ft 6 inches in imperial. What's more is that this error has been preserved through at least five rounds of editing. —Alex 7. This appears to have been cast from molds taken from an original Boeing Model One; no such molds are believed to exist. 8. As established by visual confirmation and fingerprint comparison. 9. The plot thickens! —Alex 10. Lovely image. —Alex 11. I've always loved the silly names the Foundation gives their airships. —Alex 12. Including wing thickness, elevator positions, and center of gravity 13. Why two? What's the other one being used for? —Alex 14. Translation: they're nonlinear to any observers. —Alex 15. I saw one of these firsthand. See my note below. —Alex 16. Translation: Who knows? —Alex 17. Translation: "There was a big explosion. We don't know why." —Alex 18. Otherwise known as heat. —Alex 19. Formerly Bell Labs. —Alex 20. The writer did the impossible: they made the mobile screaming corpse of William Boeing sound like a choo-choo train. —Alex 21. Someone (else) in intelligence should determine if Colonel Richards ever received O5 fiat. —Alex 22. Overuse! Of! Exclamation! Points! —Alex 23. How much are you willing to bet that this asshole authored the initial report? —Alex 24. Such eloquence! Such generosity! Such a reversal! Mark my words: something is rotten in Denmark. —Alex 25. This is it. This is why the Hand agent ran. I'm not surprised. I'm not sure it's even human, and it's playing around with one of the most destructive and uncontrollable phenomenons I've ever seen. Something needs to be done. Fast. —Alex ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4582" by Jekeled, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4582. 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-4583 | thaumiel | 3/4583 LEVEL 3/4583 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4583 Euclid SCP-4583 Special Containment Procedures: A viable sample of SCP-4583 is currently kept suspended in a liquid nitrogen canister in Cold Locker 289-V in the Anomalous Biohazard Storage wing of Site-17. Access for testing purposes must be cleared by at least one Level 5/4583 senior researcher and the item's HMCL Supervisor (Currently Dr. Raj Samra, L5/Δ). Testing must be carried out under Bio Safety Level 4 (BSL-4) conditions to prevent unauthorized infection. Infected cultures in vitro may be retained for no longer than 48 hours prior to incineration. Instances of SCP-4583-1 are to be placed under quarantine from the time of infection until 24 hours after the cessation of symptoms, subjected to amnestic therapy sufficient to eradicate all memories of the symptomatic period, and released under cover story ID-051. Level 2 + Foundation Assets who are infected may be furnished cover story AnID-012 at HMCL discretion. To prevent the creation of SCP-4583-2, no more than 2 SCP-4583-1 instances may be intentionally created at any time for any reason. In case of accidental infection, no more than 3 SCP-4583-1 instances may be allowed informational contact with one another until amnestic therapy is complete. Personnel with Level 5/Δ clearance may access Document 4583-Syn-L for further handling instructions. Warning: This document contains several antimemetic redaction agents capable of restricting the ability for SCP Foundation assets of clearance Level 4 or lower from perceiving this document in its totality. If you are perceiving this message without requisite clearance, please close this file and report to Dr. Raj Samra immediately. Failure to comply may result in permanent cognitive impairment. Description: SCP-4583 is an anomalous, highly contagious strain of Influenza A (H1N1). Initial infection of SCP-4583 progresses similarly to other, non-anomalous strains. Symptoms include fatigue, shortness of breath, dizziness, head/body ache, nausea, upper respiratory irritation, and fever. SCP-4583-1 designates any symptomatic carrier of SCP-4583. Anomalous properties manifest only after the onset of fever3, approximately 18 hours after initial infection. During times of sufficient autonomic stress (intense coughing, sneezing, or vomiting) SCP-4583-1 instances are subject to random cognitive temporal displacement. SCP-4583-1 will not relocate, duplicate, manifest or de-manifest during these events; the mechanism for displacement appears to be cognitive causal restructuring[1]. Displacement events experienced by SCP-4583-1, while unpredictable, will never extend beyond the period of infection. Instances of SCP-4583-1 report the experience as a disordering of the normal progression of events which are often disorienting and uncomfortable. Sedation during the symptomatic period of SCP-4583 infection has thus far been effective in eliminating this discomfort. SCP-4583-2 designates the content of an unknown informational paradox event capable of permanently decoupling human cognition from the experience of personal temporality. Manifestation of SCP-4583-2 requires informational contact between at least 4 instances of SCP-4583-1 for a period greater than 24 consecutive hours. Individuals exposed to SCP-4583-2 vary in their reaction to this decoupling from aloof curiosity to complete executive failure. In fewer than 20% of recorded cases, infected individuals have exhibited violent behavior and self mutilation, presumably due to cognitive overload. Members of RCT-Δt have proven most resilient during infection, and retain apparently unhindered cognitive function, presumably due to previous exposure to Displacement Agent XA-1780-T and related memetic temporal displacement methods. Despite granting verified ability to recall events which have not yet taken place and reliably relay information about those events, SCP-4583-2 confers no ability to alter the course of future events. Instances universally report their experience of time as "static" or "unchanging". Administration of Class A amnestic therapy has proven universally effective in neutralizing SCP-4583-2. Discovery: On 23/08/2003, after a routine LKI4 anomalous retrieval mission, Agent Arthur Blanchard of RCT-Δt reported to Site-17 infirmary during the onset of flu-like symptoms in accordance with post-displacement bio safety protocol. Without prior warning, Agent Blanchard became agitated and requested that he be placed "back in containment" immediately. When informed he had never previously been placed in containment, Agent Blanchard became increasingly insistent until Site-17 medical staff complied with his request. Once contained, Agent Blanchard became agitated again and expressed confusion as to his whereabouts and status, insisting that he had made no such request and needed to be released immediately due to worsening sickness. Due to Agent Blanchard's previous exposure to temporal anomalies, additional assets from the Temporal Anomalies Department were notified of the inconsistencies in his behavior and responded immediately. By the time of their arrival, Agent Blanchard's demeanor had shifted a third time, at which point he was able to explain the nature of SCP-4583 to colleagues. Following Agent Blanchard's debriefing by Temporal Anomalies Department assets, another unexpected shift in demeanor occurred. Agent Blanchard again expressed concern and distress, calling for the immediate containment of 15 additional personnel and immediate quarantine of the Site-17 infirmary. Attendant physicians enacted BSL-2 precautions at this time, and sedated Agent Blanchard. Over the next 24 hours, 15 additional members of Site-17 staff, including medical, biological, and temporal assets presented to the infirmary reporting symptoms and disorientation similar to that of Agent Blanchard, prompting immediate quarantine under BSL-4 protocol and partial evacuation of Site-17 nonessential staff. RCT-Δt assets flagged the outbreak as a potential retrocausal anomaly, and submitted proposed Special Containment Procedures to RAISA and Overwatch. SCP-4583 was designated on 25/8/2003 by a 13-0 decision. Initial procedures called for information blackout with all instances of SCP-4583-1. On the advice of Site-17 medical staff, quarters were arranged for all 16 instances in a sealed ward. Access was provided to water, food, and OTC medications necessary for SCP-4583-1's collective comfort for 72 hours. It was the prevailing opinion of RCT-Δt, Site-17 director, and Site-17 medical staff that the virus causing the anomaly was an otherwise benign flu, and should be allowed to run its course. To prevent further spread of paradoxical information, no surveillance equipment or writing implements of any kind were permitted, but instances were allowed to interact with one another to ease boredom of hopefully recoverable Foundation Assets. On 28/8/2003, the ward was opened. Three instances of SCP-4583-1 were discovered deceased by severe blood loss via self-inflicted injuries. Autopsy revealed the presence of human flesh in each of their stomachs, implying auto-cannibalistic behavior. An additional three instances had been killed through blunt force trauma. Two more were discovered in persistent catatonic state, showing defensive wounds on the forearms and hands. The remaining five instances appeared lucid, showing significant injuries to the hands and feet, and suffering from symptoms of post traumatic stress. After being cleared of SCP-4583 infection, all surviving parties were debriefed prior to Class A amnestic therapy. + Interview AA-4583-06; LEVEL 5/4583 CLEARANCE REQUIRED - Access Granted Date: 28/8/2003 Interviewer: Dr. Thaddeus Xyank, Chairperson, Temporal Anomalies Department Observing: Dr. Raj Samra, HMCL Supervisor Interviewee: SCP-4583-1.1, a.k.a. Agent Arthur Blanchard, RCT-Δt Note: Due to the subject's high security clearance and my own inoculation against a variety of cognitive hazards, I've decided to take this interview myself. Art is known to me personally, and has an exemplary record, both as an agent and as a cultural anthropologist. I literally trust him with my life. O5 can take it up with me personally later if they feel the need. - Tx T. Xyank: (opening door) How you holding up, Art? SCP-4583-1.1: Well thank goodness we're not doing that today. T. Xyank: You could have hopped off to 19th century New York the second your throat got itchy. It's the least I can do. SCP-4583-1.1: No, I couldn't have. T. Xyank: Oh? Something I should know? SCP-4583-1.1: Quite a lot, actually. Plenty of stuff I wish I didn't know, that's for sure. I'm glad that's about to be over. T. Xyank: (produces a small flask from interior pocket of his lab coat and sips) Cryptic statements are my department, Mr. Blanchard. And as much as I like you, I'm here on business. So start talking. (offers flask to SCP-4583-1.1) SCP-4583-1.1: (takes flask and sips, then returns it) Suit yourself. T. Xyank: I'm happy to start with the events of the last 72 hours. I understand if it's a little out of- SCP-4583-1.1: No, I've got it. The um… the first two days was mostly calming everyone's panic. Hartford and Freedman were getting the worst of it, hopping around their own sense of time like crazy, snot pouring out of their faces. T. Xyank: I'll make sure to give them a nice easy one to cool down on. SCP-4583-1.1: They know… T. Xyank: Christ, is it this frustrating when I do it? SCP-4583-1.1: (laughs) Yes, it is. My um… I don't sneeze much with colds, and I got a pretty good sense of my jumps. Average about an hour and a half, two hours. Everyone else, I could not tell when the hell they were. But eventually they started trying to talk to one another. The Virology JR's, mostly. Most of ours were keeping quiet or telling them to shut up but there were so many hops between the three of them, I don't think it worked. T. Xyank: I'm sorry, you said sneezing triggers it? SCP-4583-1.1: I had one jump after a coughing fit, too, but yeah. I'm no neurologist but I'm guessing that's connected to how it works. Now they're - I'm sorry, eventually they - T. Xyank: Stop… Now, you said? SCP-4583-1.1: …Can I have some more whiskey? It helps. T. Xyank: Helps with what? SCP-4583-1.1: I can't tell you yet. Please, it's really helping me focus. T. Xyank: (takes another sip before passing the flask) Knock yourself out. SCP-4583-1.1: HA. Tried that. Doesn't work. (sips the flask and returns it) So eventually the guys from Virology, right through a fit of sneezing, manage to start having a coherent conversation, which got the rest of us nervous and asking questions. I remember exactly what was said, but I will not repeat it, because, well, "Data Expunged". T. Xyank: …You're kidding. SCP-4583-1.1: Not even a little. Somewhere in that information paradox, something about how we all see time got unlocked. I… I'm seeing everything. Every. Thing. Several missions for "redacted" that I'm not supposed to remember, a week and a half of "Data Expunged" that you're going to go through in about 10 years time - at least from my perspective - and I know for a fact that I die at home, in bed, with my second wife, on Black Friday in 2026. And I know you don't believe me yet, so you're going to hand me that piece of paper and red pen in your back pocket… T. Xyank: …Lucky guess. (produces a piece of paper and red pen from back left pants pocket and hands them to SCP-4583-1.1) SCP-4583-1.1: (begins writing, concealing the paper from view) And I'm going to write down… 20… random… Hex digits… Which you will provide… now. T. Xyank: F, F, 0, 4, 8, 9, 3, 3, A, 2, D, 2, 1, E, 5, 5, 5, 5, 7, 4, 3, D, 1, 7, B, A, 9, 4, 6, 2, 3, 3, 8, 1, 5, B, 0, 4, 4, 6, C, C, F, 9, 0. (grabs the paper before SCP-4583-1.1 can respond and reads it.) …All 45. That's 1 in 1.5 times 10 to the 54th. Goddammit. How did you even know I would go for that many? SCP-4583-1.1: I can see it. All of it. It sucks. T. Xyank: Alright, say I believe you. What made the others go berserk? SCP-4583-1.1: Just that. Suddenly seeing how pointless and futile your entire life is - watching yourself living out a whole life on rails - was a little much for some JR's from Virology. You know. You've seen it. T. Xyank: How did you know that? SCP-4583-1.1: You just told me. Saw that, too. T. Xyank: Okay. How do I turn it off? SCP-4583-1.1: 21 cc's of Class A amnestics over the course of 3 days. I don't know if that's a minimum dose, but it's what you'll use on me, and it'll work. Please, don't retain me for study, I can't. I mean, I know you won't but I have to say that. MMM! Every mistake I'll make for the rest of my life is sitting here in front of me and I can do nothing about them. Every triumph and every loss and every victory and every disappointment, they're right there. I've tried going back and "living" before this all happened, but I always end up here, and no matter how hard I focus on what comes AFTER this, I still have to live here just to get to it. Please, Thad. I know you will, I know it's coming, but please. Today. I can't do this. T. Xyank: Raj, will you turn that thing off, I have to get - [INTERVIEW TERMINATED] Closing Note: Experimentation on SCP-4583 is to begin immediately. I have an idea. -Tx Warning: The remainder of this file is protected by an unredacted cognitohazardous image. By submitting your credentials below, you certify your consent to exposure to this image, and that you have been inoculated against the cognitohazard contained therein. Exposure to vulnerable persons is lethal. There is nothing in this file worth dying for. There will be no further warnings. + Document 4583-Syn-L; EYES ONLY; LEVEL 5/Δ CLEARANCE REQUIRED - Access Granted You look so tired… 5/4583-T LEVEL 5/4583-T CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4583-T Thaumiel Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4583-T shall be harvested from SCP-4583 as requested by the Chairperson of the Temporal Anomalies Department (Dr. Thaddeus Xyank, L5/Δ) or the operations manager of RCT-Δt (currently Dr. Marcus Kitterman, L5/Δ). SCP-4583-T must be harvested only from live cultures in vitro, not from any infected person. Cultures so utilized must be terminated and subjected to isolation procedures after 5 calendar days of activity. Until such time as virii are neutralized, substance collection protocols must be carried out under BSL-4 conditions. Do not intentionally ingest, inhale, or administer raw SCP-4583-T in any amount to any living organism. In the event of direct skin contact with raw SCP-4583-T, wash the area thoroughly with soap and warm water. Following accidental contact, aspiration, or ingestion in any detectable amount, alert Site-17 security immediately. Human experimentation with SCP-4583-T has concluded as of 28/2/2005. Description: SCP-4583-T is an exotic protein created as a waste product in the production of SCP-4583 inside living cells. Sufficient quantities of SCP-4583-T are released into the bloodstream by osmosis for its anomalous processes to manifest. Effects typically manifest by the time the viral infection becomes symptomatic. SCP-4583-T causes intermittent decoupling and rearranging of local cognition from native neural TVM ("This Very Moment") temporal progression during times of heightened autonomic stress. The most common trigger for this decoupling is sneezing, though other reflexive actions have proven effective in triggering the effect as well. These include coughing, vomiting, reflexive reactions to pain or temperature, and in one experiment, hiccuping. The minimum effective dose of SCP-4583-T is 1.5 mg. There is no established LD50 for SCP-4583-T; however, test subjects exposed to quantities over 10 mg have proven unable to form coherent thoughts or statements. fMRI scanning of these patients has concluded that the autonomic stress threshold at this dosage is low enough to be triggered by blinking, breathing, or both. SCP-4583-T has a metabolic half-life of approximately 4 hours, at which point cognition seamlessly re-couples to native neural TVM progression. It possesses no known carcinogenic properties or side-effects. Substance Collection Protocol: Due to the incredibly small margins available from traditional cell cultures, Site-19 has granted use of 1 instance of SCP-604 for the purposes of transmuting commercially available animal tissues into suitably sized live cultures of human cells. Current procedure utilizes approximately 5 pounds of beef tongue per lot, transmuted to human tongue and esophageal tissues for infection by SCP-4583. Cultures are suspended in oxygenated aqueous solution, heated to 37° C, to provide optimal reproductive conditions for SCP-4583. Due to the anomalous nature of these tissues, sustained cell death of the sample does not occur while within solution. After a period of 5 days, the sample is removed from solution and prepared for substance isolation. The aquaeous solution is boiled under fume hood until only solid material remains, which is then harvested from the container and added to the tissue sample. Use of Tris-HCL buffer has proven to grant the highest yield of SCP-4583-T from cohesive tissues. Normal precautions against denaturation and phosphorylation do not apply to SCP-4583-T. The process has been successfully automated in the interest of increased reliability of yield quality and timeliness. Deposit tissue and condensate into Device 4583-Iso. Expected final yield should not exceed 5 g. Application: SCP-4583-T is a vital component in Compound 4583-L-Δ, or 'Loopy', a purpose made temporal reversal drug administered by inhalation. Due to its cognitive dissociative properties and unpredictable displacement, SCP-4583-T is paired with a derivative of the Class C amnestic for its complimentary mechanism of action, triggering autonomic distress and ensuring negative temporal displacement. Current available administration methods include disposable inhalers (2 mg per dose) and purpose made tobacco cigarettes (2 mg per cigarette). Given proper training, RCT-Δt officers have successfully utilized 4583-L-Δ to initiate and recall the contents of cognitively generated temporal loops, allowing users to alter their course of action for more favorable results. Since implementation, RCT-Δt casualty rate has fallen by 75%, and mission success rate has increased by approximately 60%, requiring fewer attempted bulk displacements and immeasurably less native tachyon instability. Current operating procedure designates that only mission commanding officers may be assigned doses of 4583-L-Δ to prevent displacement overlap and contradictory mission accounts. Unauthorized use of 4583-L-Δ is punishable by wage garnishment, security class revocation, project reassignment, and termination at the sole discretion of the Temporal Anomalies Department. Official Seal RCT-Δt: Secure the Past. Contain the Present. Protect the Future. Bibliography 1. Samra, R.; Shraeder I.; et. al. Cognitive Tachyon Flux: Mechanisms of Self Justification in Sentient Organisms and the Grandfather Paradox. Temporal Dynamics, 4, 28, 2005. Footnotes 1. "Acute Swine Flu infection" 2. "Unspecified anomalous infection" 3. Internal body temperature exceeding 37.5°C 4. 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As such, access to this file is locked without clearance from the Department Head. — Head Researcher Reid Chase Item N°: 4584 Special Containment Procedures: Access to SCP-4584 and related developments such as SCP-4584-1 are restricted unless said otherwise by Head Researcher Reid Chase. Due to the lack of understanding regarding SCP-4584, personnel found with unauthorized access to SCP-4584 will receive immediate disciplinary action. Description: SCP-4584 is a method of advanced astral projection which is currently under development. SCP-4584 primarily involves the forced displacement of brainwaves in order to achieve an elevation of consciousness during REM sleep. These brainwaves are directed towards SCP-4584-1. It is hypothesized that by harmonizing the differing baseline frequencies between two dimensions and the brain, an individual is capable of achieving an out-of-body experience (OBE). The device used to achieve an OBE is a modified cryogenic chamber (Cryowave) located within Site-77's Astral Research Wing. These modifications include: Colder temperatures Built-in Neural Gear1 Interconnection to SCP-4584-1 Aside from such modifications, there are no anomalous alterations to this device. SCP-4584-1 refers to the purpose-built pocket dimension used for the Cryowave. SCP-4584 is contained in a terminal connected to the Cryowave. It consists of an island containing a small blue house, a single willow tree, and a swing hanging on the tree within a large prairie. The surrounding area is vacant of land, with numerous white lights scattered in the distance. An aerial view of SCP-4584-1 is directly viewable from a terminal connected to the Cryowave and can be remotely shut down if the need arises. Addendum 4584-1: ("PROJECT HYPNOS") & Startup Meeting Following the start of ("PROJECT HYPNOS"), a meeting held with all research members was conducted. ("PROJECT HYPNOS") Project Members: Head Researcher Reid Chase Researcher William Gregs Researcher Tanya Skyer Researcher Adam Quincy <Begin Log> [Chase is flipping through a document in his hands. Adam is sitting at the meeting table. Skyer and Gregs enter the room shortly after. Chase closes the document.] Chase: Everyone's here? Skyer: Yeah, just in time. [Gregs nods.] Adam: Been here. Chase: Perfect. Let's— Skyer: Before we start, I gotta run off in a bit. Some… stuff happened. Chase: Is it urgent? Skyer: Yeah. [Chase pauses for a few moments.] Chase: Alright. Just let me know when. Anyways, I know we don't usually hold meetings right on the first day, but I really want to make this successful. Adam: Yeah. Chase: So, on that note— [Chase places the document on the table. He slides it towards the team.] Chase: We 'oughta get prepared. Skyer: What's this? Chase: It's the project. We're having a proper run-down. Skyer: So your proposal was accepted? Chase: Yeah. Gregs: What, the one proposing 'safer interaction with extradimensional anomalies and beings? [Chase nods.] Gregs: I see. You really don't want to lose to Joneth, eh? [Chase pauses for a few moments. He makes a weak chuckle.] Chase: That… too. Gregs: I see. [A few minutes pass.] Adam: So you're telling me they made this a 'high-end' project? Isn't this good news? Chase: Yeah. The director sees a lot of potential with this. If we pull this off, we're going to be able to talk to those higher beings. Gregs: That was already possible though, wasn't it? Chase: At the expense of lives, it was. [Chase grabs another document and hands it to Gregs. He opens the file and reads the contents. He frowns slightly.] Gregs: That's a lot of death right there. Chase: Right? We're finding more and more other dimensions, which means there's a possibility for more and more casualties. If — and only if — we make this a success, our thing's going to be such a big hit. [Gregs hands the document back. Chase puts it away.] Chase: We're comfortable with the new additions now? Skyer: Yeah. Chase: Great. So, first of all. Gregs, I'm gonna need you to contact the department head. We need to get that neural gear up and running. Gregs: Sure thing. Chase: And please, don't leave it to the last minute. Gregs: I won't. Chase: Thanks. Adam, can you get that cryo-chamber ready? I remember you saying you had all the additions set up, which is great of you, by the way. Adam: Yeah. Chase: Nice. And that leaves you, Skyer. Could you set up an artificial dimension with me? I'll need extra help. Skyer: I can do that. Chase: Fantastic. That's that. <EXTRA INFORMATION OMITTED FOR BREVITY> Chase: Got everything in order? Gregs: For the most part. Chase: Cool. We're done then. Gregs: Finally? Chase: Yeah, you're dismissed. Gregs: Nice. [Gregs leaves the room.] Adam: You're really taking this seriously, aren't you? Chase: I have to. Adam: Is it because of last time? [Chase hesitates to respond.] Chase: Partly. Adam: Well, at least you're motivated. [Adam gets up from the table.] Adam: I'll be getting the chamber set up. I don't know about Gregs though, that lazy ass. Chase: Thanks again. Adam: No problem. [Adam proceeds to leave the room. Chase mumbles after Adam leaves.] <End Log> Addendum 4584-2: Recorded Tests 1/14/2025 Cryowave Testing Subject & Test N° Procedures Taken/Changed Result Test 1: D-2251 D-2251 was not given an adequate amount of sleep prior to testing. Personnel were to inject DREM-012 into the subject. D-2251 appeared in a quasi projected state, having trouble maintaining a stable frequency even after initial stabilization. D-2251 proceeded to have cortical spreading depolarizations3 and expired midtest due to severe neurological injury. Test 2: D-5251 D-5251 was given an adequate amount of sleep prior to testing. D-5251 maintained a stable projected state, interacting with objects inside SCP-4584-1. D-5251 preserved this state for ~5 hours. D-5251 suffered no injuries but was later found to not be within a REM sleep state at the time of testing (due to a slight overdosing of DREM-01). Test 15: D-6982 Previous procedures were applied. 30 minutes into testing, SCP-4584-1 was forcibly shut down. This was later found to be caused by the module for the built-in neural gear short-circuiting due to technical errors, destroying the energy cell and frequency emitter for SCP-4584-1. Test 23: D-7132 Previous procedures were applied. D-7132 maintained a projected stated for ~7 hours before being ejected. D-7132 suffered heavy neurological injury, developing aphantasia.4 Test 36: D-2722 Previous procedures were applied. Suffered the same results as the previous subject. Following this test, progress has been halted to focus on researching the destabilization phenomenon. Addendum 4584-3: Added Information On the night of 2/2/2025, Researcher Tanya Skyer accessed the laboratory for ("PROJECT HYPNOS") under the Spatial Visionary Division to retrieve forgotten items. During this time, she found Head Researcher Reid Chase working on the project. Recorded below is a conversation held during the time Skyer was in the room before leaving. Involved Individuals: Researcher Tanya Skyer Head Researcher Reid Chase <Begin Log> [Skyer is in the laboratory for ("PROJECT HYPNOS"). Chase is seen slouching over a desk writing on paper, with an empty take-out near him. Chase turns his head to face Skyer. There are bags under his eyes and he appears exhausted.] Skyer: Hey, still here? Chase: I was just about to leave, getting the last bit of work done for today. Skyer: It's literally 3 AM. It wouldn't hurt to check out of work early, for once. You're the only one left here. Chase: Well. [He pauses] You're still here, aren't you? Skyer: You know what I mean. Come on, let's get out of here, that's enough for today. [Chase grabs another document next to him. He flips it open, skimming the contents and writing down on the paper in front of him.] Chase: I'm just about to finish calculating the correlation coefficient between the brainwaves and the destabilization, just a bit more and I'll be done. [Skyer reaches out, placing her hand on Chase's.] Skyer: No, this is enough. Stop it. [Chase sighs.] Chase: Look, I really need to get this done, today's tests proved that it isn't the dissonance that's affecting the destabilization of the- [He pauses.] If I don't get this completed by today, I won't be— Skyer: You won't be what? Chase: It's nothing. Really. [Chase slouches forward and rests his elbows on his legs. There is silence for a minute.] Skyer: Well? You seem like you wanna say something. Just spit it out. Chase: It's been a long time since I succeeded in a project. Six years, to be precise. Skyer: And…? What are you implying? Chase: Director talked to me when we started the project. Told me there's no need for a person like me, and I'll be given the boot if this keeps going. I've got a pretty nasty track record. [Chase laughs.] Chase: This is my last chance at redeeming myself. I've really fallen in the years, huh? Skyer: That's… really harsh. Chase: Is it? Skyer: All this time and you didn't tell us any of this? Chase: …I didn't want to burden you guys. You're all busy with stuff and I don't want to disturb you. This is my problem anyways. [Silence for a few moments.] Skyer: What the hell, Chase! We're working on this together, we're a team. Chase: It's not important. Skyer: 'Not important'? Look at you! What part of this isn't important? You're getting obsessed, you're letting the pressure get to you and you're starting to ignore your own health. Chase: I— Skyer: This isn't fine, Chase, everyone's worried about how you keep burning the midnight oil. It's fine to run away from problems sometimes, you know? Chase: I'm sorry— I, I didn't realize I worried you that much. Skyer: Damn right you did, we'll get you back up on your feet. [Skyer smiles and tries to pull Chase off from his seat but fails. She begins to frown.] Skyer: Just… please. Split up the work. We're worried about you, Chase. You're a great leader. We don't want to see you like this. [Chase looks up, and a small smile forms on his face.] Chase: Sorry. [Silence for a few moments.] Chase: I'll stop working for tonight and get some sleep. I'll… take you up on your offer; I don't think I can drive now. [Skyer makes a faint smile.] Skyer: You promise you'll split up the work? Chase: …yeah. [Silence for a few moments.] Skyer: I'll… I'll wait. [Chase smiles.] Chase: Alright. [Chase grabs his materials and places it in a bag. Removing his Foundation coat, he slips on regular wear.] Chase: Skyer. Skyer: Yeah? Chase: I'll… try to do better. The promise, and everything. I'll try not too stress over it too much. <End Log> Addendum 4584-4: Further Testing 2/3/2025 Neurogear Testing Subject & Test N° Procedures Taken/Changed Result Test 1: D-9241 Personnel are to monitor the frequencies emitted by D-9241. One personnel is in charge of altering the baseline frequency of SCP-4584-1 to correspond with D-9241. They are to maintain a stable projection for ~9 hours before ending the test. D-9241 maintained a projected state for ~9 hours, despite frequency decay. Test 27: D-4141 D-4141 was given brainwave stimulation prior to testing. Frequencies emitted decayed by a marginal amount compared to previous tests. D-4141 maintained a projected state for ~11 hours. Test 47: D-2213 Previous procedures applied. D-2213 prolonged stable brainwaves for ~13 hours before a massive destabilization. Personnel were unable to alter the baseline frequency of SCP-4584-1 in response. After several rounds of tests, ("PROJECT HYPNOS") members were unable to continue further testing; this is due to the pattern of a massive destabilization following ~13 hours in the test. Several meetings were conducted as a result of this phenomenon but progressed no further, and thus have not been logged. Addendum 4584-5: Discourse On 7/23/2025, Reid Chase was found on his desk unconscious in the ("PROJECT HYPNOS") laboratory. He was sent to the Site-77 Medical Wing for examination. During the time he was in the infirmary, associated researchers visited him to check on his well-being. The following is a transcript of one of these interactions. Involved Individuals: Head Researcher Reid Chase Researcher Tanya Skyer <Begin Log> [Chase is sitting upright on the infirmary bed, facing Skyer. There are empty plates on the desk near him, and two empty water bottles. Skyer is sitting on a nearby chair in the room.] Skyer: Chase, you're— Chase: Sorry. Skyer: Huh? Chase: I said I'm sorry. [Skyer is silent.] Chase: Look, what else am I supposed to do? We're getting nothing done. Skyer: Yeah, but that doesn't mean you work yourself off so much. Chase: I— [Chase stops speaking. There is silence in the room.] Skyer: Chase. Please. This habit of yours, it's terrible. Chase: I… [He pauses] Yeah. [Chase looks down at his legs.] Skyer: You can't keep doing this. [Skyer pauses.] Skyer: Just take a break. One day. That's all I'm asking. Gregs: Yeah. [Chase grips the blanket.] Skyer: We've got time. Not a lot, but it's enough for us to do work. You don't need to make it harder for yourself. Chase: Okay, I— Skyer: Are you sure you get it? Chase: …yeah. Skyer: Really? This time? [Chase grips the blanket tighter.] Chase: Yes, yes! I do! I get it! [Skyer appears stunned.] Skyer: Chase? Chase: Overwork this! Overwork that! I get it! I get it already! Shut up! Skyer: Chase, calm down. Chase: Calm down? How the hell am I supposed to calm down when I have my career on the line?! How am I supposed to calm down when no work is getting done?! How am I supposed to calm down when I'm failing as a team leader?! Skyer: I never said you were failing— Chase: Yeah?! Well, it sure as hell looks like it! Do you know what I hear every month?! [Skyer doesn't respond.] Chase: 'Keep up the work!' 'Get the progress going!' It's fucking stressful! Seriously fucking stressful! Skyer: We're trying Chase! The team's trying! Chase: Then we need to try harder! [Chase starts stutter breathing. His eyes start reddening.] Chase: To make it even worse, you guys can't seem to fucking stick! Gregs leaves work to the last minute, you have to skip out on meetings, at least Adam is here to get some goddamn work done! Skyer: I— Chase: Every! Single! Project! Always getting somewhere, then getting stuck in the end! Like what the fuck am I supposed to do Skyer?! TELL ME! [Silence.] Skyer: I… I don't know. Chase: What do you mean you 'don't know'?! Didn't you just say you were trying?! Where's the effort now?! [Silence.] Chase: Yeah! It's fucking gone now isn't it?! ISN'T IT?! Skyer: Chase. Chase: Like I don't know if I can fucking do this any more guys! I honestly don't fucking know! Skyer: … Please. Chase: Just— [Chase slams the desk next to him.] Chase: Fuck! [Silence in the room. Chase begins to tear up and his breathing becomes staggered.] Chase: This… it's too much. It's honestly just too much. I— I just— I just don't want to lose my job. [There is no response.] Chase: … Sorry. I didn't mean it. Skyer: I… Don't be sorry. [Silence for a couple of seconds. Skyer's eyes start watering.] Skyer: I'll… I'll leave you alone and work on the project. Get some time to— to yourself. [Skyer out of the room with silent tears. Chase slouches. He starts to cry.] Addendum 4584-6: Final Meeting Due to unsatisfactory results over a period of several months, ("PROJECT HYPNOS") was officially discontinued on 9/31/2025. The following is a final meeting transcript held on the same date. ("PROJECT HYPNOS") Project Members: Head Researcher Reid Chase Researcher William Gregs Researcher Tanya Skyer Researcher Adam Quincy <Begin Log> [Chase is sitting down at a meeting desk. Next to him are researchers Skyer and Gregs, both of whom carry a displeased expression. Chase himself appears to be distressed and is resting his head on his palm; his elbow is on the desk. There is silence in the room.] Chase: …it's over, huh. [Silence.] Chase: What a fuckin' failure. Skyer: …look, it's not the end of the world, right? If we can show results, we can bring it to the Director's attention. Gregs: Is that going to bring back the project we worked heavily on? [Skyer hesitates to respond.] Skyer: I'm not sure. It's worth a shot though, right? Chase: A shot that I don't want to waste my time on. [Silence for a few moments.] Adam: …how about we just take a break first. Gregs: I'd love a break where I don't think about the project. That's never gonna happen though. Adam: Distract your mind with other stuff. Maybe work on something else for the time being. Take a leave of absence or something. Chase: Yeah… yeah, let's go ahead and work on other stuff to distract myself from failure. That's gonna help. [Adam doesn't respond.] Chase: Look. I'm sorry. I'm just, the project was such a big deal for me. [Silence for a few moments.] Gregs: …I understand. Chase: And— I don't know, everything always happens like this. If it's all gonna be the same, why work, you know? Just… I need more time. [Skyer nods.] Skyer: Yeah, I get that. Chase: That's it then. [Chase pauses.] Chase: You're dismissed, I guess. Sorry for calling a sudden meeting. Just wanted to vent or something, apparently. Skyer: It's alright. Adam: It's fine. Gregs: Don't worry about it. [Chase makes a faint smile.] Chase: Thanks. You can leave now. [Gregs nods, then leaves the room. Adam follows suit.] Chase: You too, Skyer. Skyer: Sure. [Skyer leaves the room.] [Chase sighs deeply. He pauses, then bangs the desk several times before slouching down on the table.] Chase: Fuck this, man. <End Log> Two months after this meeting, Chase made a requested leave of absence. Around the same time of his absence, all records involving discontinued ("PROJECT HYPNOS") disappeared from Site-77 databases. Chase failed to show up to work, even after the length of his absence passed, and was presumed missing shortly after. UPDATE TO DOCUMENTATION! VIEW REVISION? Close Revision Item N°: 4584 Special Containment Procedures: Access to SCP-4584 is limited to Level-4 Clearance or higher. In the event that an individual enters SCP-4584, they are to be presumed dead, and no actions for recovery will be taken. Description: SCP-4584 is a dimensional anomaly existing in the home computer of Head Researcher Reid Chase. Within it is a 3-dimensional model of his home in Klamath Falls, Oregon. Around it is a black space, with numerous white lights scattered in the distance. Various alterations have been made within SCP-4584, widely distorting its internal geometry and dimensional stability. The model and Chase's actual home are entangled, with changes in the former manifesting in the latter. Following no observable pattern, SCP-4584 will experience a multitude of alterations; these however are reversed after an indeterminate amount of time. There are no known methods to enter SCP-4584, and the method used by Chase is unknown. SCP-4584-1 refers to the home computer of Chase. On its exterior, SCP-4584-1 appears to be a normal computer; however, it is incapable of running any additional applications, tasks, or commands input by external forces. Furthermore, it cannot be shut down. Residing within SCP-4584 is Chase. He is visible simultaneously both within the computer's display as well as in the actual home itself. However, he is only capable of observing and interacting with SCP-4584; any individuals, objects, or entities within the original home cannot be observed by him. Chase is causing stress-induced ontokinetic imprinting throughout SCP-4584, affecting the original home inadvertently. Discovery: SCP-4584 was discovered within Head Researcher Reid Chase's home after his disappearance was noticed by internal security services. Agents were dispatched to investigate his home, where they found several broken mechanical parts, broken glass, tubes, and an empty oxygen canister. Addendum 4584-1: Attempted Rescue Following the recent observation of Chase within SCP-4584, the Foundation instigated an operation to traverse SCP-4584. However, due to the operation holding unsatisfactory results, it was not logged. Several more attempts were made to rescue Chase but proved fruitless. On the final attempt, Researcher Tanya Skyer inspected SCP-4584-1, finding a note on the top-right of the computer screen, reading: Sorry. I know it wasn't worthless. Footnotes 1. Used to achieve brainwave displacement. 2. A fluid containing mainly Propofol. While normally used during surgery, Propofol is being used in this aspect to allow for SCP-4584 testing, as it induces conscious sedation. 3. A spreading loss of ion homeostasis, altered vascular response, change in synaptic architecture, and subsequent depression in electrical activity following an inciting neurological injury. 4. Aphantasia is the inability to mentally recreate sensory experiences. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4584" by chiifu, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4584. 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-4585 | safe | SCP-4585 during initial discovery Item Number: SCP-4585 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4585 is to be stored within a soundproofed containment cell at Site-50. Interaction with SCP-4585 requires Level 2 or higher security clearance. Description: SCP-4585, physically, is a standard hamburger made by the Steak 'n Shake Corporation. SCP-4585 is sapient, and can speak in German via a voice of unknown origin. This voice has reached a maximum of 142 dB. SCP-4585 is also capable of using the five senses1 and will not decompose. SCP-4585 can voluntarily cause SCP-4585-1 manifestation events, but is unable to cause a manifestation event if less than one month has elapsed since the last one. SCP-4585-1 manifestation events can number a maximum of 25 manifestations. Physically, SCP-4585-1 instances are smaller than SCP-4585, but otherwise identical. In addition to SCP-4585's anomalous properties, SCP-4585-1 instances also possess the ability to generate french fries. They utilize said french fries in a similar fashion to a throwing spear. SCP-4585-1 instances use telekinesis to throw these weapons, but have not shown this ability on other objects. The french fry will demanifest after it is thrown. In the event that the meat of an SCP-4585-1 instance is completely separated from the rest of the rest of the hamburger, all anomalous effects of that individual instance will cease. It is presumed that a similar effect takes place on SCP-4585 itself. Neither SCP-4585 or SCP-4585-1 instances are capable of locomotion. Addendum 4585-1: + Interview Log 4585-1 - Interview Log 4585-1 Interviewed: SCP-4585 Interviewer: Junior Researcher Johnson Foreword: This interview was conducted 12 days following SCP-4585’s discovery and containment. The interview has been translated into English. <Begin Log> Junior Researcher Johnson: Hello SCP-4585, I would like to ask you some questions. SCP-4585: Who are you? Junior Researcher Johnson: Alex Johnson, can I ask some questions? SCP-4585: (pause) If you insist, I will humor you, what would you like to know? Junior Researcher Johnson: Where did you come from? Were you created at the Steak 'n Shake where we found you? SCP-4585: Oh, heavens no. I was born in my great city of Hamburg. Junior Researcher Johnson: Uh, is that the Hamburg in Germany? SCP-4585: Of course! No other city can touch its beauty! I am fortunate enough to be the city's rightful duke. You must sense that you are in the presence of great royalty, my friend. Junior Researcher Johnson: Uh-huh, of course you are. If you originated in Germany, how did you end up a continent away? SCP-4585: I swam. Junior Researcher Johnson: (pause) But, you can’t move. SCP-4585: I am the Duke of Hamburg. Junior Researcher Johnson: Can… how does that affect anything? SCP-4585: I don’t follow. Junior Researcher Johnson: Uh, whatever. We can return to that a little later. Are your (pause) subjects (pause) also like you? As in- SCP-4585: Our appearance? Yes! That is part of what makes Hamburg so great! After all, it's a lot easier to catch this world’s criminals if they cannot move. Junior Researcher Johnson: that’s no- whatever. That's useful too, I guess. Is everyone in that place like you? SCP-4585: Yes. Junior Researcher Johnson: Then how do you catch criminals? Actually, scratch that, how does the whole thing operate? SCP-4585: I can assure you, our justice system is very effective. I don't even get involved! Just in case I feel the urge to do injustice on my citizens! Isn't that great! Junior Researcher Johnson: Sure, but, how does the city operate? I mean, nobody can move, you wouldn't be able to do anything other than sit around. [Approximately 4 seconds of silence] SCP-4585: Excuse me, but are you threatening to incapacitate Hamburg! The greatest city of them all! Junior Researcher Johnson: No, how wo- SCP-4585: I will not allow you to attack my subjects, Johnson! This meeting is over! Junior Researcher Johnson: I'm the one who started this interv- SCP-4585: SILENCE. [Johnson is seen covering his ears] Junior Researcher Johnson: Jesus Fucking Christ! That was loud, you know! Senior Researcher Serdra (over intercom): Hey, are you alright in there? Junior Researcher Johnson: Yeah, but it looks like we have the loudest thing in Site-50 over here! Senior Researcher Serdra (over intercom): What abo- Junior Researcher Johnson: I don't really care, this interview's over. Turn off that camera please. <End Log> Closing Statement: Following this interview, Junior Researcher Johnson advised against classifying SCP-4585's Hamburg as SCP-4585-2, citing SCP-4585's inability to explain how the city would function. Further investigation into SCP-4585’s origins is recommended. + Interview Log 4585-2 - Interview Log 4585-2 Interviewed: SCP-4585 Interviewer: Junior Researcher Johnson Foreword: This interview was intended to further question SCP-4585 about its origins. Prior to this interview, SCP-4585-1 instances had not been discovered. The interview has been translated into English. <Begin Log> [Junior Researcher Johnson is seen entering SCP-4585's containment cell] Junior Researcher Johnson: Hello SC- who the hell are you? [Junior Researcher Johnson notices an SCP-4585-1 instance in the room] SCP-4585: This is Aurik, he is a member of my personal guard. Say hello Aurik. SCP-4585-1 Instance: Hi. SCP-4585: He is here to protect me from hostiles such as yourself. Junior Researcher Johnson: Oh, there's (pause) more of you. SCP-4585: Last time I very clearly said that there were more people like me, not that you were actually listening. Junior Researcher Johnson: Uh, okay, I guess. I need to check with my superiors. [Junior Researcher Johnson leaves the room. 4 minutes and 16 seconds pass before Johnson reenters the room] Junior Researcher Johnson: Okay, so can you tell me more about this Hamburg you mentioned last time? SCP-4585: I have told you all you need to know in our last encounter. Junior Researcher Johnson: Well, but could you give us a general layout of the city? We know of a city with the same n- SCP-4585: Why would I do that? Junior Researcher Johnson: Well, you could bargain with us. Our organization has access to many th- SCP-4585: Are you suggesting a trade between our two nations? Junior Researcher Johnson: Uhm, yeah, I could see it that way. SCP-4585: Do you not remember our last meeting at all? Why would I trust you. Junior Researcher Johnson: Well, what do you want? What could we do to regain your trust? SCP-4585: Hmm… [Roughly 2 seconds of silence] SCP-4585: I want, at the very least, all of Site-50 ceded to the Duchy of Hamburg. Meaning me of course. Junior Researcher Johnson: Ha! Uh no. Wait, how did you know the site number? SCP-4585: Reconnaissance. Anyway, if you aren’t going to hand over Site-50, I will consider this trade a failure for the people of Hamburg. Junior Researcher Johnson: Uh, can you elaborate on this reconnaissance you just mentioned? SCP-4585: No, we are talking about a trade, are we not? Junior Researcher Johnson: Are you just g- SCP-4585: Okay, this is starting to feel more like an interview then a meeting. Aurik, please escort this man from the room. SCP-4585-1 Instance: Yes, sir! Junior Researcher Johnson: How will you even do tha- [SCP-4585-1 manifests a French Fry, and throws it at Junior Researcher Johnson. It hits Johnson slightly above his nose] Junior Researcher Johnson: Uh, was that a french fry? SCP-4585: Aurik, keep firing! [SCP-4585-1 continues to manifest french fries and bombard Johnson] Junior Researcher Johnson: Okay, I’m just gonna take that thing out of here. [Johnson grabs the SCP-4585-1 instance and takes it out of the room.] SCP-4585: Hey! Do- Don’t worry Aurik! We’ll rescue you from these people! I’m coming! [Johnson leaves the room with the SCP-4585-1 instance] SCP-4585: Come back here! I’ll kick your ass! Are you a coward? [Roughly 3 seconds pass] SCP-4585: [UNINTELLIGIBLE] <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4585 has been uncooperative in all follow-up interviews. Testing on the SCP-4585-1 instance was approved. For details on these tests, see Document 4585-T1. Due to Junior Researcher Johnson's lack of professionalism and tendency to provoke SCP-4585, he has been reprimanded and transferred to another project. Addendum 4585-2: +Security Log 836-8 -Security Log 836-8 Foreword: The following recording was taken from Site-50 Security Camera #836, located in SCP-4585's old cell. <Begin Log> <07:33:12> SCP-4585-1 Manifestation Event occurs, 22 SCP-4585-1 instances manifest inside the cell. <07:33:20> SCP-4585 begins vocalization with the SCP-4585-1 instances. <13:55:56> Security guard John Trockies enters SCP-4585's cell on a routine sweep of Site-50's Safe Wing. SCP-4585 yells "engage" and all SCP-4585-1 instances open fire on Trockies. <13:56:09> A french fry hits Trockies in the eye, causing him to retreat from the room. After some cheering, SCP-4585 and the -1 instances begin to sing the song "Schwarzbraun ist die Haselnuss."2 <14:06:49> The singing of "Schwarzbraun ist die Haselnuss" stops. <15:27:59> SCP-4585 and all SCP-4585-1 instances begin to chant "Freiheit für Aurik!"3 <End Log> +Interview Log 4585-3 -Interview Log 4585-3 Interviewed: SCP-4585 Interviewer: Senior Researcher Bheck Foreword: This interview was conducted 2 days following the SCP-4585-1 Manifestation Event (see Security Log 836-8) and attack of John Trockies. Questioning was directed at how to get SCP-4585 to stop attacking Foundation personnel. The interview has been translated into English. <Begin Log> [Senior Researcher Bheck enters the containment cell] Senior Researcher Bheck: Hello SCP-4585. SCP-4585: Open fire! [SCP-4585-1 Instances bombard Bheck] Senior Researcher Bheck: (pause) Could you please stop that? [SCP-4585-1 Instances continue to bombard Bheck] Senior Researcher Bheck: (pause) We could do this another time, if now is inconvenient? [SCP-4585-1 Instances continue to bombard Bheck] Senior Researcher Bheck: Well, could you te- [A french fry hits Senior Researcher Bheck on his eye, causing him to blink rapidly and rub his eyelids] Senior Researcher Bheck: Ow, can you st- SCP-4585: Everyone! I have found a weakness in the beast! Aim for the eyes! Numerous SCP-4585-1 Instances: Yes, sir! [Bombardment continues and focuses on Bheck's eyes and mouth.] Senior Researcher Serdra (over intercom): Bheck, this is going nowhere. Let's think this through out here. Senior Researcher Bheck: Agreed, these things ar- [Bheck's eyes are hit by SCP-4585-1 bombardment, causing him to trip and fall forwards. One SCP-4585-1 instance is crushed by Senior Researcher Bheck.] SCP-4585: Yes! Let's keep attacking, boys! Kill that thing! [Bheck gets up and leaves the containment cell. SCP-4585’s research team decide to attempt an interview over the cell’s intercom. Interview resumes after 4 minutes] Senior Researcher Bheck (over intercom): SCP-4585, could you please answer some questions? SCP-4585: Ah, looks like you have to talk to me over this thing! At least have the dignity to talk to me to my face! Senior Researcher Bheck (over intercom): Well, we can talk face to face. Just stop throwing french fries at my eyes, and we can talk. SCP-4585: You have hurt my subjects enough, thank you. Now go back to the hell you crawled out of! Senior Researcher Bheck (over intercom): You just said that we should talk face to face, I agree. Let’s jus- SCP-4585: Everyone! Open fire on the speakers! Numerous SCP-4585-1 Instances: Yes, sir! [SCP-4585-1 instances open fire on the cell's intercom speaker] Senior Researcher Bheck (over intercom): Is this really necessar- [All SCP-4585-1 instances begin to sing Schwarzbraun ist die Haselnuss] Senior Researcher Bheck: Damn, that's loud. Can you stop please? For the purposes of (pause) diplomacy? [All SCP-4585-1 instances continue to sing Schwarzbraun ist die Haselnuss and bombard the cell's intercom speaker] Senior Researcher Bheck (over intercom): Okay, let's try this again tomorrow, we'll give you some time to calm down. <End Log> Closing Statement: The vocalizations of SCP-4585's "Schwarzbraun ist die Haselnuss" were heard in 15 adjacent rooms, reaching an estimated 100 dB. Due to noise complaints, SCP-4585 was scheduled to be moved to a soundproof cell on 4/9/1971. Addendum 4585-3: +Transport Log 4585.1 -Transport Log 4585.1 On 4/9/1971, a convoy of 3 guards moved SCP-4585 to a soundproof containment cell via several on-site cardboard boxes. The following recording was taken from security guard Harold Unerp's body-worn camera. Note that this only shows a portion of SCP-4585's transport; for a full log, see Document 4585-TRP-1. English subtitles have been provided. <Begin Log> Agent Harrison: (grunting) Come on, can't we get the wagon to move these things? Agent Unerp: It's being used right now. Besides, these aren't that heavy. SCP-4585 (muffled): Everyone! FIRE! [Bumping noises are heard as numerous SCP-4585-1 instances open fire] Agent Harrison: Maybe for you Une- Agent Erico: It would be a lot easier to move if you two stopped talking. SCP-4585 (muffled): Everyone! FIRE! [Bumping noises are heard as numerous SCP-4585-1 instances open fire] Agent Harrison: (sigh) This thing is so annoying. Agent Erico: That is one thing I can agree to. SCP-4585-1 Instance (muffled): My duke! Reinforcements have arrived! SCP-4585 (muffled): Wai- Yes! Everyone, prepare for battle! [SCP-4585-1 Manifestation Event occurs. 9 SCP-4585-1 instances manifest in square formation4 in front of the transport convoy. One instance manifests above Agent Harrison's head] Agent Harrison: Wha- What the fuck was that! Agent Unerp: Hey, uhm, you got ketchup all over your face. Agent Harrison: I (pause) noticed. SCP-4585-1 Instance: You there! We have come for the Duke of Hamburg! You have one chance to hand him over or face the wrath of our mighty nation! [3 seconds elapse with no activity] Agent Unerp: What the fuck is going on? SCP-4585-1 Instance: Okay, looks like we have to do this (pause) the hard way. Open fire! [SCP-4585-1 instances open fire on the convoy] SCP-4585 (muffled): Everyone, rejoice! Reinforcements are here! Wait, General Bruno? Is that you? SCP-4585-1 Instance: Yes! Don't worry! We are coming! Let's show these bastards what Hamburg can do! [SCP-4585-1 instances continue to fire on the convoy] Agent Unerp: Uh, should we be (pause) You know what, I have no words for this. Agent Harrison: Erico? Should we just go through them? Agent Erico: Well, considering the mess on Harrison's face, let's just go around. Agent Unerp: Agreed. [The convoy begins to walk away from the SCP-4585-1 instances] SCP-4585-1 Instance: Wait (pause) What the hell are you doing! Get back here! That's not how war works! [Convoy rounds a corner and the SCP-4585-1 instances are no longer in view] SCP-4585-1 Instance (quieter): Hey! Get the fuck back here! This violates the Geneva Convention! You don't want me getting the UN involved with thi- <End Log> Following this recording, Site-50 security personnel successfully captured the uncontained SCP-4585-1 instances. SCP-4585 and all of the SCP-4585-1 instances were successfully transported to their new, soundproof cell. Addendum 4585-4: +Updates -Updates Update: As of 01/01/1972, due to the movement of several Keter-class anomalies to Site-50 and SCP-4585's low priority, SCP-4585's research team has been disbanded. Please contact Senior Researcher Serdra or Senior Researcher Bheck for details on reassignment. Update: As of 06/01/2005, SCP-4585's soundproof cell has been successful in preventing noise complaints. Footnotes 1. Hearing, sight, taste, smell, touch 2. A military marching song that was commonly sung during World War 1 by German forces. 3. In English, "Freedom for Aurik." 4. Formation used in the Medieval Era in which participants form a square. |
SCP-4586 | thaumiel | WARNING: Confidentiality Notice The content of the following file concerns a vital part of ongoing Foundation Special Project HEPHAESTUS. Any and all attempts of accessing said file are logged, and further attempts to access it without proper clearance (Level 3/4586 or above) will incur in disciplinary measures. In the event that the content of this file is relayed outside of authorized channels, all subjects involved in such breach will be terminated. Portrait photograph of Dr. Robert Arthur Murthwallen taken c. 1858. Dr. Murthwallen is believed to have anomalously transformed into SCP-4586. Item #: SCP-4586 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4586 is to be kept at Site-19, in a standard humanoid containment cell, connected to a 5 m corridor leading to the facility. A control room is to be built adjacent to the cell to monitor the specimen through a camera, placed in the cell. SCP-4586 is equipped with a Mark V shock collar, operated by technicians in the control room. Batteries must be exchanged every 72 hours, and any attempts of the subject to tamper with the collar must be met with an electric discharge to incapacitate it. Should SCP-4586 remove the collar, two guards, outfitted with electric guns and tasers, are to stun the specimen. In the event of a successful containment breach, the site is to be placed on lockdown and Mobile Task Force Lambda-5 ("White Rabbits") on-site team is to incapacitate and recontain SCP-4586. As per Project HEPHAESTUS directive, SCP-4586 is to be escorted on a daily basis to the site's research wing, where it is to work on SCP-related projects, in an assigned laboratory. During such period, the specimen is allowed to roam the laboratory unrestricted, with at least two guards supervising it. Requests made by SCP-4586 regarding its designated projects are to be submitted to the approval of the Site Director. In order to prevent containment breaches, all mechanical and electric devices employed by the subject must be accounted for before it is escorted back to its cell, as SCP-4586 is capable of anomalously modifying them to its needs. Description: SCP-4586 is a mobile human skeleton 1.84 m in height and 50 kg in weight, wearing a 19th century-era suit, matching black shoes, black gloves, a top hat and a decorative wooden cane. Despite the lack of necessary organs, subject possesses visual and auditory capabilities similar to that of a normal person. While it is still unknown how the specimen is able to hear, tests have confirmed SCP-4586 is capable of seeing through its only eye, located on the left socket of its skull. Subject cannot see through its right eye and its respective socket and nose have been covered with a black material believed to be a polymer of unknown composition. Even though SCP-4586 is incapable of blinking, both the eye and the subject’s sight do not appear to be affected. Additionally, while it lacks both muscular tissues and an apparent nervous system, SCP-4586 can walk and run at average speeds. As of yet, no attempts of extracting samples from either SCP-4586's bones, the material in its eye socket or its functional eye have been successful. Subject is capable of enduring extreme temperatures, pressure and kinetic impact. However, while the entity is resistant to most types of damage, electric stun guns and tasers can temporarily incapacitate SCP-4586 (See Addendum 4586-01). Subject is sentient and capable of engaging in both verbal and written communication in several languages, although it has shown a preference for English, and is usually formal in its speech. SCP-4586 is extremely intelligent (tests have shown it to have an IQ of 189) and is knowledgeable on several subjects, such as philosophy, mathematics and history. According to written and oral accounts from SCP-4586, its scientific knowledge ranges from that available during the 19th century to current times. The specimen is capable of building mechanical devices (sometimes with anomalous properties) with few resources available, employing an unknown crafting method. Subject claims to be well-versed in a scientific field of difficult comprehension, related to a "work" recurrently mentioned. SCP-4586 claims to be Dr. Robert Murthwallen, born in 1830 in █████████, New York. The entity is capable of providing a detailed biography of Dr. Murthwallen’s life. However, should it be questioned about certain events or details, SCP-4586 appears to purposely provide vague answers, and should it be pressed to reveal more, it either attempts to switch the topic at hand or it refuses to answer. Records from the Murthwallen family reveal that Robert was a reclusive individual who dedicated much of his life and his family’s wealth to his scientific pursuits. In April of 1867, Dr. Murthwallen was reported missing, before he was presumed dead in June of that year. Neither Dr. Murthwallen’s body nor his burial grounds have ever been located. SCP-4586 Interviews + INTERVIEW I - INTERVIEW I Interviewer: Dr. Coulter Date: 09/02/20██ <Begin Log> Dr. Coulter: Hello, SCP-4586. Can you hear me? SCP-4586: Of course, my dear sir. How do you fare? Dr. Coulter: I'm, uh, fine. SCP-4586, I'd like to ask you a couple of questions. SCP-4586: Very well. How may I be of assistance? Dr. Coulter: First of all, can you explain what you are? SCP-4586: As far as I am aware, sir, I am a man. Well, perhaps… a unique specimen amongst others, as my flesh and blood have long expired. Still, a man nevertheless. Dr. Coulter: A man, you say? Who are you? SCP-4586: My name is Dr. Robert Arthur Murthwallen, good sir. I was born on September 19th, 1830, in █████████, New York. Dr. Coulter: Okay then. So, your flesh and blood "expired". I take it that you died? SCP-4586: As a matter of fact, sir, no. I removed them from my body. Dr. Coulter: You removed- Why would you remove them? SCP-4586: I found that, even in the most favorable outcome, I would not survive to see my work completed. Thus, I had no alternative but to alter my body to suit such needs. Dr. Coulter: You… altered your body? How? SCP-4586: I built a… machine that allowed me to safely conduct the transition. But I wouldn't want to bore you with tortuous and rather gruesome details, lest you become unnecessarily confused. Dr. Coulter: No, I want to hear about it. What kind of machine was it? SCP-4586: Good sir, I'm sure that there are better subjects than a relic of the past for science men like us to discuss. After all, the prog- Dr. Coulter: SCP-4586, please answer the question. [SCP-4586 remained silent for five seconds] SCP-4586: It was an insignificant device, sir. Dr. Coulter: I'd like you to clarify about it. What components did you employ in its creation? SCP-4586: I would prefer not to speak of this subject. Dr. Coulter: How long did it take for it to be built? [SCP-4586 proceeded to walk to the other extreme of the cell. Further attempts to question SCP-4586 about its “machine” or anything else were met with silence. Attempts to coerce the entity with electric bursts were also unfruitful.] <End Log> Closing Statement: The entity is willingly withholding information about its origin. We need to send our agents out there to find everything we can on this "Robert Murthwallen". Requesting authorization to conduct more interviews with the specimen. -Dr. Coulter + INTERVIEW II - INTERVIEW II Interviewer: Dr. Coulter Date: 13/02/20██ Foreword: During the past days, several tests were done to verify SCP-4586's physical capabilities. However, subject remains unharmed and no changes in its behavior have been detected. <Begin Log> Dr. Coulter: SCP-4586, come in. SCP-4586: Well, hello, good sir! How have you fared in these past days? Dr. Coulter: Fine, SCP-4586. Today, I'd like to- SCP-4586: If I may speak with candor, doctor, I expected our interview to take place quite some time after the last one, considering what I believe to have been multiple tests since my incarceration. Dr. Coulter: That's exactly the topic I want to discuss with you today, SCP-4586. We've analysed your, uh, skeleton, and we found it impossible to sample it. Now, in our last conversation, you said to have "altered your body" to serve a certain function. I suppose that this alteration process is responsible for that? SCP-4586: Precisely, sir. Were I to remain with my primitive endoskeleton, it would surely be a great detriment to the progress of my work. I had its composition altered to sustain most difficulties I could potentially encounter. Dr. Coulter: With your machine, correct? [SCP-4586 remained silent for three seconds] SCP-4586: Yes, sir. Dr. Coulter: What is it really, the compound on your skeleton? SCP-4586: If you really must know, good doctor, it is a type of polymer that I have personally developed. While crafting it was more herculean that I had initially anticipated, I dare say that the results have far outweighted all exertions. Dr. Coulter: And that black material in the other eye? SCP-4586: The exact same compound, sir, in a highly concentrated state. A mere consequence of my transition. Dr. Coulter: What about your other eye? What's it made of? SCP-4586: Oh, I do not believe, doctor, that such substance is not widely known to others. I myself had only managed to synthesize a meager amount. One could call it, I gather, an artificial matter, assembled in a synthetic organ, one to enable my sight once I had become what I am today. Dr. Coulter: Why is it that you have only one eye, SCP-4586? [SCP-4586 remained silent for five seconds] SCP-4586: Well, sir, such is the mark of my initial carelessness. I once possessed the ability to see with both eyes, yet I was cursed from a young age to have the right one unable to properly view the world from a distance. Thus, I had always worn a monocle to circumvent this unfortunate issue. However, upon the commencement of my alteration process, I had forgotten about my machine's unacceptability of metallic devices. I was unable to remove it from the eye in time, which led to its destruction and of the monocle. Dr. Coulter: You didn't think about… I don't know, replacing it? Building a new one? SCP-4586: Of course, good sir. Such enterprise, nonetheless, proves to be arduous, as the materials required to craft the required compound are of extreme scarcity. Notwithstanding, sir, not only has the lack of such eye proved completely useless in hindering my work, it is also a manner for me to remember what dire effects can one's haphazardness lead to when dealing with the unknown. Dr. Coulter: I see. Well, SCP-4586, that'll be all for this interview. SCP-4586: Certainly, doctor. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4586 continues to sustain that it modified its body with unknown devices and substances, though it is still unclear how it allegedly did that. Further tests are to be scheduled to determine the specimen's physical endurance. Subject continues to refer to a supposed "work", but was also not specific on its nature. Requesting authorization to conduct more interviews with SCP-4586. -Dr. Coulter + INTERVIEW III - INTERVIEW III Interviewer: Dr. Coulter Date: 27/03/20██ Foreword: As authorized by the Site Director, SCP-4586 has been given blank notebooks, and has been writing in them ever since. <Begin Log> Dr. Coulter: Alright, SCP-4586. Can you hear me in there? SCP-4586: Yes, I can, good doctor! It has been a long while since we have had our last conversation. Dr. Coulter: Indeed it has. Though I see that you've been busy, writing on these notebooks we've given you. SCP-4586: Yes, sir, indeed. While you have shown to be almost entirely incompliant with my requests, I must make do with the resources I have at my disposal. After all, I would rather carry on with my work than to remain idle in this cell. Dr. Coulter: I see. SCP-4586, since we last spoke, you have requested access to several materials. When you did so, you claimed that they're vital to your work. What is this work, exactly? SCP-4586: Well, sir, such is a subject I am not accustomed of conversing with others about, especially because of its incomparable nature. Nevertheless, I believe the most precise analogy to the answer of this question would be to mend a wound. Dr. Coulter: To "mend a wound"? How so? SCP-4586: Firstly, sir, one would need to know of the existence of multiple planes of reality in our universe. Dr. Coulter: Planes of reality… as in different dimensions? SCP-4586: Indeed, sir. While they are to remain parallel, however, one of these planes has managed to coincide with ours. Its elements, thus, bleed into our world, and affect it accordingly. Dr. Coulter: What sort of elements? SCP-4586: Forgive me, sir, but I cannot explain satisfactorily what they are, especially without proper means. However, I believe one such as yourself could observe them in certain rare objects. Dr. Coulter: What kind of objects, SCP-4586? SCP-4586: Objects, doctor, that are not what they seem. Most resemble ordinary items, yet they possess… anomalous proprieties. Some are unique, with no respective versions of themselves to be commonly found. Still, all of these devices were forged, with those elements as its prime material. Their anomalous behavior is not the product of chance, but of careful engineering, sir. Dr. Coulter: And how is all this related to your "work"? SCP-4586: The purpose, and the means with which those objects were created, sir, are vile. As long as the two planes of reality continue to intersect, they will continue to be made. Thus, my work consists of studying the elements of this new dimension and reversing their effects. And if you and your fellow companions were to assist me in such endeavour, we would be certain to make significant progress. Dr. Coulter: I'm afraid that's not happening, SCP-4586. SCP-4586: Well, that is unfortunate. Is there anything else I could be of service to you, my good sir? Dr. Coulter: No, SCP-4586. That will be all for today. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4586 appears to have a certain familiarity with what appear to be SCPs. Additionally, unlike in the past interview, the specimen has revealed information about its purpose, although it has remained elusive and vague about its details. -Dr. Coulter + INTERVIEW IV - INTERVIEW IV Interviewer: Dr. Coulter Date: 08/04/20██ Foreword: SCP-4586 was capable of disabling its shock collar three days ago and had been assembling its pieces in an unidentified device. Subject's notebooks have been impounded by the Foundation. <Begin Log> Dr. Coulter: SCP-4586, come in. SCP-4586: Hello, doctor! How are you today, sir? Dr. Coulter: SCP-4586, I'd like to discuss your attempted containment breach. You managed to disable your shock collar and were using the pieces to build something. I'd like to know what your objective was. SCP-4586: Good doctor, speaking with full sincerity, I truly aimed to escape this facility and direct myself somewhere I could continue my work uninterrupted. It has been quite some time since it has yielded pragmatic results, and I would certainly not wish it to linger more than it already has. Dr. Coulter: Is that why you created that device we recovered? SCP-4586: Yes, sir. While I had not yet found a way to imperceptibly remove its power cell to fuel my machine, it could have assuredly propitiated my flight from this cell. Dr. Coulter: This device you were creating, what was it, exactly? SCP-4586: Nothing special, sir. In elementary terms, I believe you could consider it a lockpick of sorts. Dr. Coulter: So you've lost your notebooks, the progress of your work over something that wasn't special? SCP-4586: Oh, sir, you misunderstand the value I attribute to them. I merely used them a method of organising my theories and propositions during this incarceration period, as I memorise most of the information regarding my work. All positives aside, I would have preferred to retain them. Dr. Coulter: Well, we will taking a better look at them now, SCP-4586. SCP-4586: Yes, I would assume as much, doctor. Nevertheless, I am not one of great expectations concerning the results from its analysis, due to its uniqueness. Dr. Coulter: What makes you think we won't be able to ever understand this work of yours, SCP-4586? SCP-4586: Sir, if I may trouble you for a lamentable comparison, you and your fellow researchers remind me of my father. He was the proprietor of great wealth, yet he did not employ it for anything else other than the achievement of more wealth or mere luxuries. It proved to be quite a challenge to convince him to assist me with my scientific projects, as he did not possess the farsightness necessary to comprehend them. I, on the other hand, understand my work, have the necessary temperance, and, with the right conditions, could accomplish it much faster than at this rate. Dr. Coulter: Well, unfortunately, that option is unavailable to you, SCP-4586. SCP-4586: I urge you gentlemen to reconsider my request! The intent of my work is not detrimental to anyone whatsoever! It is not as if I am an uncontrollable maniac as- [SCP-4586 stopped talking] Dr. Coulter: As...who? [SCP remained silent for six seconds] SCP-4586:…as the harmful artifacts I have mentioned to you, good sir! All I ask is that my request is rationally analysed. Dr. Coulter: I'll, uh, be sure to forward your requests to the responsible personnel as soon as possible. Thank you for your cooperation, SCP-4586. That will be all for today. <End Log> Closing Statement: The specimen has revealed the intent of the constructed device, although it is still unclear how it would actually operate. SCP-4586 has also manifested the desire to flee from captivity. Suggest increasing security measures by developing a new shock collar for the entity. Finally, the subject has again emphasized the importance of its "work", but no substantive details about it have been provided. -Dr. Coulter + INTERVIEW V LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE REQUIRED - ACCESS GRANTED Interviewer: Agent ████████. Interview supervised by O5-██. Date: ██/██/20██ <Begin Log> Agent ████████: SCP-4586, are you there? SCP-4586: Why, yes, sir! How are you? I was expecting the doctor to continue with the interviews, though- Agent ████████: SCP-4586, we'd like to discuss about your operations in your "laboratory". Let's start with the devices we recovered. How were you able to make those things? SCP-4586: It was a combination of scientific knowledge and my extradimensional expertise, sir. Agent ████████: We would like to know where you acquired this knowledge, SCP-4586. SCP-4586: Well, sir, it is a rather long story, how I came to be what I am, and I would certainly not like to waste time in such purposeless endeavour. Agent ████████: Answer the question, SCP-4586. [SCP-4586 remained silent for one minute.] SCP-4586: I would prefer not to, sir. Agent ████████: We could shock you, SCP-4586, until you decide to cooperate with us. We could wait until you decide to cooperate with us. Either way, no more contact with you will be made until then. SCP-4586: My dear sir, there is no need for such savagery! We can certainly reach a mutually beneficial arrangement. Think of the possibilities if we were to combine our resources! [Agent ████████ was instructed not to answer SCP-4586; after thirty-two minutes of silence, subject resumed communication] SCP-4586: Still, if only so that a modicum of civility is maintained, I shall satiate your thirst for information. When I was a young man, I came across a reclusive individual who could build inimaginably perfect devices and materials, far beyond of what I had ever seen. I invested heavily on his business, and he eventually revealed to me the source of his craft… and the method which made it incomparable. It was a brutal place, where people were inhumanely butchered and coerced by inhumane beasts. And as their blood was spilled, the runes etched on the floor ensured perfection to production. I studied them for years, until I conceived a new method of runic research, a much more efficient one than the barbarism that ruled that place. Mr. Anderson, however, the sadistic monster that he was, cared more for that suffering than anything else. When I revealed my new method to him, he… took great issue with it, prompting my escape from that heinous factory. Since then, as I once explained to the doctor, I continue my work into understanding the power of those runes, with the hope of preventing one madman's sadism from swallowing our world whole. [SCP-4586 remained silent for twenty seconds] SCP-4586: Has my answer been satisfactory, sir? Agent ████████: It has, SCP-4586. [Indistinct murmurs] The work you were conducting; how close were you to its completion? SCP-4586: Well, sir, with the resources available at the time, I was able to progress more than ever, but I made few discoveries. I estimate completion is still far. Agent ████████: Very well. SCP-4586, we've been analysing your notebooks, but we haven't been able to fully understand them yet. We'd like you to translate them to a more… tangible language, so we can understand your work more precisely. SCP-4586: It would be of my utmost pleasure working with the Foundation to finish my research, sir. However, I am not inclined to transmit my knowledge to others, only to remain imprisoned while they wield a power of unbeknownst limitations. Not to mention the difficulties in conveying in simple terms the particularities of my work. Agent ████████: Well, then, you'll have to content yourself with four walls and an infinite amount of time to write, SCP-4586. SCP-4586: Time, sir, is not a commodity that the world has in store to so lavishly spend. If a game of patience is what it is willing to defeat me with, then it is one it has already lost. Should my work fail to be completed, sir, then all is doomed. Agent ████████: Yeah, we'll see about that. <End Log> Closing Statement: Subject holds sensitive information about the Foundation, although it does not appear to realise that. Efforts over its writings should be doubled in order to obtain more information about its "work". Specimen could be used to decode Factory-related SCPs. Recommend moving it to a more secure facility and raising its class to Thaumiel. -O5-██ + INTERVIEW VI - INTERVIEW VI Interviewer: Dr. Coulter Date: 15/12/20██ Foreword: As per O5-██'s orders, SCP-4586 was escorted by MTF Lambda-5 as a vital part of Operation Hades' Gate. Despite its failure, the mission confirmed the specimen's connection with the GoI The Factory, as well its knowledge regarding their components and construction. <Begin Log> Dr. Coulter: SCP-4586, come in, please. SCP-4586: Hello, good doctor! Why, it has been quite some time since we last conversed. I trust you have fared well in this period of absence? Dr. Coulter: I have, yes. SCP-4586, I'd like to ask you about the operation you were sent on a few weeks ago. What can you tell us about the construct you were able to analyse? SCP-4586: Oh, yes, sir, it was a fascinating device! I had thought its craft was much more limited than the one I was able to observe, although such would be the expected result, since its maker's progress has apparently been unhampered. Despite the unfortunate events that transpired after my arrival, I thought to have been able to register a rather extensive, albeit incomplete, amount of information concerning the Runic Decoder. Dr. Coulter: Yes, we've received your notes from Camp Epsilon, SCP-4586. However, much like your impounded notebooks, we're still working on understanding them. We were hoping you could shed a light on the device we found there. SCP-4586: Of course, good doctor. In simple terms, the purpose of the device is to refine interdimensional elements and direct them towards a desired function. Dr. Coulter: I see. These elements, are they the ones you mentioned in one of our past interviews? SCP-4586: Not exactly, sir. The elements I spoke of are analogous to crude matter, improper for more exquisite uses. Those produced by a Runic Decoder, however, are pure in their essence, capable of altering objects in an unfathomable scale. Dr. Coulter: And how does the device create these elements? SCP-4586: Oh, doctor, the Decoder does not craft them on its own. The elements are extracted through the use of runes. Dr. Coulter: Runes, SCP-4586? SCP-4586: Yes, sir. Whenever they are submitted to appropriate stimuli, such runes are capable of directly harnessing the elements from their plane of reality. Dr. Coulter: How are these runes capable of doing that? [SCP-4586 remained silent for three seconds] SCP-4586: Well, doctor… the intricacies of such process are quite sophisticated. A satisfactory answer to your question requires many hours to be properly explained, quite possibly more than our discussion would be allowed to continue. However, good sir, I believe there is an alternative approach to this matter, capable of circumventing such difficulty. Dr. Coulter: Oh? And what is that? SCP-4586: I would wish to personally assist you and your colleagues in comprehending my notes. I am quite certain that such cooperation would allow you to obtain some understanding not only of the manner which the runes function, but of my work as a whole. Even if only its menial details are all that is learned, your enlightenment on such subject would make for more auspicious discussions. Dr. Coulter: I thought that this matter had already been resolved, SCP-4586. We're not letting you out of there. SCP-4586: Oh, doctor, I beg to differ. The last occasion your colleagues spoke to me, I was under the impression they were quite interested in understanding my work. You yourself have admitted that confusion still permeates the minds of those who currently possess my notes. And fret not, for I do not aim to jeopardize such a wonderful opportunity by prematuraly attempting to escape, as the products of such cooperation are astonishingly propitious for the both of us. Dr. Coulter: That is… quite a different behaviour than you had displayed in our previous conversation. What changed? SCP-4586: If I may be entirely honest, doctor, recent events have provided me with a new perspective of current circumstances. Collaboration, even if not ideal, is perhaps a more suitable alternative than this taciturn confinement, sir. Dr. Coulter: I see. Well, SCP-4586, I'll need to discuss with my superiors about this, uh, "proposal" of yours. SCP-4586: Of course, good sir! I will eagerly await for your return. Is there I may be of further assistance, by chance? Dr. Coulter: No, I believe that will be all for today, SCP-4586. Thank you. <End Log> Closing Statement: As expected, SCP-4586 has demonstrated to be knowledgeable regarding the device encountered in Operation Hades' Gate, as it explained its functionality and additional components. Despite the difference between the runes present in the subject's notebooks and the ones described in the notes taken at Camp Epsilon, it appears that such is the source of the power behind the Factory-related facilities. However, despite clearly understanding the mechanisms responsible for the harnessing of such power, SCP-4586 has claimed it to be of difficult comprehension. SCP-4586 is apparently more willing to assist the Foundation with understanding its unknown scientific field of mastery than before. For that reason, I would like to request that my team and I are allowed to conduct a "trial run" with the specimen in order to determine how the entity is capable of crafting devices that are essentially SCPs themselves. -Dr. Coulter LOG UPDATE: Request approved. Have this trial run carried out as soon as possible. -O5-██ SCP-4586 Addenda + Addendum 4586-01: SCP-4586 Recovery Log - Addendum 4586-01: SCP-4586 Recovery Log SCP-4586 was discovered on ██/██/20██, at ███████████, Pennsylvania. The local police department received a call from a man claiming to have trapped a “living skeleton” in his garage. According to him, he came home and found the skeleton hanging from his electric fence. Upon removing the skeleton and taking it to the garage for closer inspection, it began to autonomously move and grunt, to which the man responded by running inside and trapping SCP-4586 there. Agent ██████, embedded in the police force, notified the Foundation and SCP-4586 was recovered later that day. Class-A amnestics were administered to non-Foundation personnel involved and the incident was expunged from police records. Additionally, Foundation agents were able to locate what appears to be an industrial "laboratory" in an abandoned factory ██ km from SCP-4586's recovery site. The following is a list of unique equipment recovered from said "laboratory", apparently built by SCP-4586. All recovered devices have a small button. When these buttons are left unactivated, devices operate in an indistinguishable manner to their normal counterparts. When activated, however, they are capable of exhibiting supernatural characteristics. In such conditions, small runes etched on each device glow with a blue light: - A brass optical microscope; when its button is activated, it becomes capable of molecular-level observation; - A 19th century-clockwork refrigeration device; when its button is activated, the device is capable of refining any material in seconds; - A manual machine press; when its button is activated, any materials pressed are transformed into raw obsidian; - A steel Graham chemical condenser; when its button is activated, any liquid that goes through it becomes an unidentified blue liquid. Several notes were recovered in the area, which Foundation researchers are currently attempting to decipher. Symbols, resembling the runes found on the devices, had also been written on the factory floor with chalk. Research is ongoing to determine their significance. + Addendum 4586-02: Incident 4586-A - Addendum 4586-02: Incident 4586-A Upon SCP-4586's containment in Site-19, the subject was outfitted with a Mark III shock collar. However, on 05/04/20██, when attempting to summon the subject to a scheduled interview, the acting technician found the shock collar to be unresponsive. As per the specimen's standard containment protocol, two guards were dispatched to stun it. Once SCP-4586 was incapacitated, the shock collar was temporarily removed for examination, which revealed its circuitry to be mostly missing. The removed pieces were found within the subject's coat, crudely assembled. It appeared that SCP-4586 had disabled the collar and had been using its pieces to craft a device for unknown purposes, blocking the cell camera's line of sight with a notebook when it was working on it. As of this event, the supply of notebooks to the specimen has been halted until further notice. + Addendum 4586-03: Observation Logs - Addendum 4586-03: Observation Logs Since its containment, SCP-4586 has made several requests to the Foundation, claiming each request to be "vital for the execution of its work": - A meeting with the "Leading researcher" -DENIED - Access to its recovered equipment -DENIED - Access to resources such as iron, silver, gold, obsidian, copper and lead -DENIED - "Paper and a pen" -GRANTED; Blank notebooks and pens were provided; Subject's writings under surveillance; Currently revoked (See Addendum 4586-02) Initially, SCP-4586 spent most of its time writing, stopping only during interviews, to consult its notebooks or to change its pen. Since the specimen had been granted this request, it had completely filled four notebooks with reports on the progress of its "work", mathematical equations and, sporadically, drawings of symbols of an unknown kind. As of 05/04/20██, SCP-4586 spends most of its days either pacing the cell or tapping the walls as if in writing motion. Occasionally, SCP-4586 retrieves a brass pocket watch from its coat and glances at it briefly. + Addendum 4586-04: Experiment 4586-Alpha - Addendum 4586-04: Experiment 4586-Alpha Date: 27/12/20██ Foreword: In order to empirically analyse SCP-4586's unique understanding of Factory-related items, Experiment 4586-Alpha was devised by Dr. Albert Coulter, supervised by the Site Director and a representative of O5-██. Said experiment consists of the disassembling of all the components comprising SCP-1106. Procedure: Specimen is to be stunned and escorted to Research Wing A, Laboratory 12; once the subject regains mobility, it is to dismantle SCP-1106 in its entirety with the provided tools, describing both the process and the internal structure of the device as precisely as possible (sheets of paper, audio and video recording devices are to be arranged); should the specimen succeed in dismantling SCP-1106, it is to reassemble the device, which is to be later tested to assess its status; at the completion of the test, SCP-4586 is to be escorted back to its cell. Note: SCP-4586 was informed of the test procedure beforehand, which led the subject to request that several additional resources were made available during the test, claiming such would lead to a "more uneventful transpiration of events"; the requested resources were as it follows: a 3-kilogram block of obsidian, a 200 g 24K gold bar, a 70 g copper wire coil and two one-kilogram iron bars. Results: Initially, SCP-4586 employed the provided tools and the additional resources to craft an anomalous device resembling a crude scalpel, comprised of obsidian and gold pieces, strung together by copper wires. The specimen then dismantled an electronic calculator and used its batteries to make the tip of its newly-crafted scalpel glow with a blue light. SCP-4586 proceeded to draw a quadrilateral figure on SCP-1106's surface. Upon completing it, the subject removed the figure with its hands, revealing SCP-1106's internal composition, pointing out the "heedlessness in its design" and the "irregular, albeit perilous results" expected from using the device. SCP-4586 proceeded to remove similar portions of different measures from other parts of SCP-1106's surface, making several written and verbal notes during the process. Upon removing six pieces of SCP-1106, the specimen placed its obsidian tool away, claiming that further intrusions were likely to make SCP-1106 inoperable. After being instructed to repair SCP-1106 to its original state, SCP-4586 proceeded to press the tip of its obsidian device on a provided iron bar. The specimen then placed the removed pieces of the device back on their original positions, using its crafted tool to apparently weld them onto SCP-1106. SCP-4586 was then ordered away from the device, stunned and returned to its cell. Further testing of the instance of SCP-1106 employed in the experiment confirmed its functionality, as well as the inexistence of any indication that the device had been previously dismantled. The obsidian tool crafted by SCP-4586 was impounded and submitted for further analysis. Analysis: Experiment 4586-Alpha produced controversial results. SCP-1106 was not entirely dismantled, but the incisions done by SCP-4586 enabled the viewing of the internal structure of the device. SCP-4586 demonstrated its ability to craft an anomalous tool with unrelated resources, although Foundation personnel have not been able to replicate the obsidian "scalpel" on their own. Additionally, the specimen produced several notes regarding SCP-1106 internal composition and functionality. However, their content is predominantly incomprehensible, despite the subject being ordered otherwise. Decryption of said notes is to be carried out alongside the previously recovered writings of SCP-4586 in order to clarify the specimen's unique scientific field. + Addendum 4586-05: Project HEPHAESTUS - Addendum 4586-05: Project HEPHAESTUS Following Experiment 4586-Alpha, by order of the O5 Council, Special Project HEPHAESTUS was commissioned. The goal of Project HEPHAESTUS is the reverse-engineering of Factory-related SCPs with the intent of comprehending the origin of their anomalous proprieties and the utilization of such knowledge to locate and better contain related specimens. SCP-4586, the primary asset involved, has thus been reclassified as Thaumiel, and new security measures have been devised to ensure the secrecy and continuation of Project HEPHAESTUS. The subject has been authorized to work with Foundation researchers in Site-19, in a controlled environment. The following is a list of all experiments involving interactions of SCP-4586 with other anomalous objects performed to date: Test A - 03/01/20██ Object Analysed: An instance of SCP-133. Procedure: SCP-4586 is to analyse and explain SCP-133's anomalous effect using both provided tools and any equipment it can craft to complete the assigned task. The subject is to be previously briefed on SCP-133. Personnel involved: Dr. Albert Coulter, Dr. Uriel Dönner and Dr. James Schofield. Additional Resources Requested: A 20 cm X 30 cm steel sheet 1.5 cm thick; 250 mL of water; a bowl comprised entirely of obsidian; a 100 g 24K gold bar; the device crafted during Experiment 4586-Alpha (the specimen requested it as "the Pencil"); the anomalous Graham chemical condenser and the brass microscope built by the subject (See Addendum 4586-01). Results: SCP-4586 placed the anomalous condenser on the provided recipient, pressed the button and poured the water on the entry chamber, filling the bowl with an unidentified blue liquid. The specimen then inserted the gold bar into the bowl, stirring it with the "Pencil". Three minutes later, SCP-4586 poured the blue liquid on the center of the metal sheet, spreading it with a provided spatula. Approximately twenty seconds after its placement, the liquid was seemingly absorbed by the sheet, with no alteration of its appearance. SCP-4586 then placed and pressed the instance of SCP-133 onto the sheet, leading to its fixture, but not the expected manifestation of SCP-133's anomalous effects. SCP-4586 then proceeded to remove a small portion of SCP-133's surface with the "Pencil" and placed it on the anomalous microscope. Upon examining the removed sample for seven minutes, SCP-4586 began to speak with the researchers about its composition and likely method of construction. The specimen also wrote 51 pages regarding SCP-133 on the provided notebook, claiming such to be a "crude, but sufficiently elementary summarization" of the device. Once the experiment was deemed finished, SCP-4586 allowed itself to be stunned by Foundation personnel and returned to its cell. HEPHAESTUS Information: SCP-4586 described SCP-133 to the researchers as a construct of the Factory likely built by the use of the "Mukha'sil" rune. The subject outlined how the dispersal of runic energy alongside the circular edge of the device revealed it as a "product of engineering". However, the specimen commented on how such engineering was imperfect, as the correct employment of the aforementioned rune would ensure the complete penetration of any length and matter that SCP-133 were inserted upon. The written notes made by SCP-4586 reference the "Mukha'sil" rune in certain points, although the subject did not provide its visual representation. Subject's notes submitted for further analysis. Test B - 10/01/20██ Object Analysed: An instance of SCP-750. Procedure: SCP-4586 is to analyse and explain SCP-750's anomalous effect using both provided tools and any equipments it can craft to complete the assigned task. The subject is to be previously briefed on SCP-750. Personnel involved: Dr. Albert Coulter and Dr. James Schofield. Additional Resources Requested: A 500 g obsidian block; a 10 g 24K gold bar; the anomalous Graham chemical condenser and the brass microscope built by the subject; 50 mL of water; the "Pencil"; a 30 g copper wire coil; 4.19 cm3 sphere made of steel and a pedestal to "hold it in its place"; a 1 kg aluminum bar. Results: SCP-4586 began the experiment by using obsidian and gold pieces to etch a small symbol resembling the Greek letter Ω (Omega) with four intercepting diagonal lines on the aluminum bar with the "Pencil". The specimen then proceeded to fill the condenser with the provided water to produce the unidentified blue liquid, which it then poured on the carved symbol, filling it in its entirety. SCP-4586 then cut and attached three copper wire strands to the aluminum bar and the bottom of the sphere, on the provided pedestal. The specimen then retrieved the instance of SCP-750 from its case and placed it on top of the metal sphere, shortly before using the "Pencil" to touch the center of the carved obsidian symbol (the entity referred to it as a "process of stimulation"). Immediately after SCP-4586 carried out such action, the instance of SCP-750 firmly attached itself to the metal sphere. Fifteen seconds later, both the sphere and part of the pedestal began to metamorphize into a black, viscous substance. SCP-4586 then cut the copper wires, which led the instance of SCP-750 to detach itself from the remains of the metal sphere. SCP-4586 placed a small sample of the produced black substance on the microscope and examined it for three minutes. The specimen then proceeded to discuss with the Foundation researchers about SCP-750 and the black compound created during the experiment. SCP-4586 also wrote 63 pages regarding SCP-750 on the notebooks provided. HEPHAESTUS Information: SCP-4586 described SCP-750 as an excellent example of a phenomenon named "interdimensional corruption". While the specimen was neither brief nor straightforward in its explanation, the phenomenon apparently occurs when matter is directly exposed to interdimensional elements, leading to the eventual breakdown of the physical state of the former and its full conversion into the latter. SCP-4586 outlined that certain procedures, however, could allow one to manipulate these elements and employ the "corruption" to their needs. The entity also argued that SCP-750 is "an artifact of brute constitution and imperfect manufacture", as the corruptive effect during its active state leads to the rapid degeneration of the involved subject, evidenced by the black substance produced in the experiment. SCP-4586 was not capable of determining if this degeneration is a side effect of the improper production of SCP-750 or if such is deliberate. Finally, the specimen's notes mention runes and mechanical devices that can be used to produce instances of SCP-750, though much of the details remain unknown due to SCP-4586's use of unknown terminology and seemingly incomprehensible logic. Subject's notes submitted for further analysis. Test C - 24/01/20██ Object Analysed: An instance of SCP-1317. Procedure: SCP-4586 is to analyse and explain SCP-1317's anomalous effect using both provided tools and any equipment it can craft to complete the assigned task. The subject is to be previously briefed on SCP-1317. Hazmat suits are to be provided for both SCP-4586 and all Foundation researchers involved in the experiment. Personnel involved: Dr. Albert Coulter, Dr. Uriel Dönner and Dr. James Schofield. Additional Resources Requested: The anomalous brass microscope built by SCP-4586 and the "Pencil". Results: SCP-4586 opened SCP-1317's container and placed a sample of the anomalous substance on a glass slide for viewing it on the microscope. Eight minutes after analysing it, SCP-4586 removed the blade from the microscope, removed the cover slip and pressed the glowing tip of the "Pencil" onto the sample of SCP-1317. The sample then immediately combusted, acquiring a similar appearance of that of an ember. Approximately three minutes after its combustion, the sample returned to its previous state. Upon the conclusion of said process, SCP-4586 began to discuss the experiment with the research personnel. The subject also used twelve pages of a provided notebook to record its observations concerning SCP-1317. HEPHAESTUS Information: SCP-4586 claimed that it had previously encountered SCP-1317, although not as it is in its current state. The specimen outlined, both while discussing with Foundation personnel and on its notes, that the sample resembled a substance produced by devices which employ runic energy to craft anomalous products. SCP-4586 explained that the constant attrition between interdimensional elements and physical matter periodically produces a seemingly useless material, referred in the specimen's writings as "ferrous dust". Subject described such material as extremely harmful for humans, as its exposure to unprotected segments of living tissue lead to their progressive conversion into a stone-like, grey compound. SCP-4586 claimed that while the removal of limbs or fingers contaminated by "ferrous dust" may lead to the halting of its spread, a hypothetical contamination of organs is irreversible. The specimen theorized that SCP-1317 is an industrially engineered variation of "ferrous dust", due to the similarity of the molecular structures of both substances and the reduced emission of energy upon SCP-1317's combustion. However, the subject claimed that SCP-1317 appears to be incomplete, as, in the specimen's own words, "the runic energy dispersed in this substance is acutely chaotic, with its reasons either being the attempt to direct the runic energy for unknown purposes or as a deliberate endeavour to maximize certain degenerative aspects of ferrous dust". When questioned as to what process and runes could have led to the creation of SCP-1317, SCP-4586 stated that it would be difficult to produce a definite answer, due to the substance's own erratic composition. Subject's notes submitted for further analysis. |
SCP-4587 | safe | The cover sleeve for SCP-4587 Item #: SCP-4587 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4587 is to be kept in a long-term containment locker at Site-59. As of 5/20/19, testing of SCP-4587 has been indefinitely suspended. For further study, non-anomalous recordings of all SCP-4587-A iterations are available at the Site-59 archival wing. Description: SCP-4587 is a VHS videocassette acquired during an inspection of the SCP-2803 compound.1 The content of SCP-4587 (hereafter SCP-4587-A) is permanently altered after each complete viewing. The initial content is a PG-rated comedy/drama film titled "DOGM OVIE", starring Charles Grodin, Andie MacDowell, and Alan Rickman. When reached for comment, all actors involved were unable to recall any involvement with this film or TotleighSoft. The film was created in 1989 by the Totleigh Software corporation as a means to demonstrate the company's capability for "neverending video technologies" — in other words, an anomalously self-expanding shared fictional universe. Other than the established actors named in the credits, all other roles — including director, producer, sound engineer, cinematographer, animal handler, stunt dog, and special thanks, among others — have been credited to "P. Hudson Gock", the name SCP-2803-A uses to identify itself. Throughout each new film, the following elements remain the same: Each iteration is a direct sequel to the previous iteration. The dialogue is filled with the broken English typical of TotleighSoft, but all other professional aspects are of the typical quality for a major family film in 1989. Charles Grodin portrays the protagonist, a suburban businessman in his late 30's named Ryan Frompt. Andie MacDowell plays his wife, Maryanne Frompt. The Frompts have children, though the number, names, and identities of these children have little to no narrative consistency from iteration to iteration. The antagonist of the film is played by Alan Rickman — albeit with an entirely different character each time. Ryan struggles with a flaw in his character, stated outright in the first five minutes of the film by Maryanne, immediately preceded by the phrase "So I saying now outright to your face, you husband…" To remedy this flaw, Maryanne adopts one or more dogs, despite Ryan's objections. The relationship between Ryan, the dog(s), and his family lead to a deeper bond between all parties involved, puts a strain on Ryan's relationship with Alan Rickman's character, and causes Ryan to re-evaluate his life and the aforementioned flaw. The dog dies in a tragic accident/incident. This causes Ryan to have an epiphany. He cuts off his ties with the antagonist. The Frompts plant a tree in their backyard over where the dog was buried. Ryan closes the film with a voiceover, ending with the phrase "I am become greater guy than was." Other than these constant factors, all other aspects of the narrative are subject to change — including the target audience, theme, and setting. Experiment Log (truncated) Instance: SCP-4587-A-1 (initial) Title: DOGM OVIE Flaw: "…you are not liking dogs, so change your opinion right now." Alan Rickman's Character: Mr. Flappiter, Ryan's vehemently dog-phobic boss. Dogs: Wiggly, a weimaraner Dogs' Cause of Death: Drowning after saving Ryan's son from a river. Flaw Resolution: Ryan quits his job, devoting more time to his family and their love of dogs. Instance: SCP-4587-A-5 Title: DOGM OVIE 5: PAGEING DR DOGM Flaw: "…you are am run away from the sad ness." Alan Rickman's Character: Dr. Pung, Ryan's psychiatrist. Dogs: Jimbo, Jambo, Rambo, and Flint, four Yorkshire terriers Dogs' Cause of Death: Poisoned from eating Ryan's antidepressants. Flaw Resolution: After learning to embrace uncomfortable feelings, Ryan triumphantly claims that he doesn't need Dr. Pung's medications to be happy, and fires him. As he walks away, Dr. Pung slips on a puddle of Ryan's tears and dies from the resulting head injury. In the epilogue, Ryan begins to realize that suffering has power beyond human understanding. Instance: SCP-4587-A-27 Title: DOGM OVIE 27: SEVENTEN SPLI Flaw: "…you needing step up bowling game." Alan Rickman's Character: Chet Worpledang, the Frompt family bowling team's rival Dogs: Lasseroonie, a collie Dogs' Cause of Death: Beaten to death with a bowling ball by Chet, in an attempt to demoralize the Frompt family. Flaw Resolution: After locking himself in his bedroom for a week-long depressive state, Ryan emerges with significantly increased muscle mass. In a montage, he scores 700 consecutive perfect games at different bowling alleys across the country. In shame, Chet commits suicide by choking on a bowling pin. Ryan expresses suspicion at his newfound inability to score less than 300 points, but his wife reminds him: "in losing dogs of that you are love dogs, your greatness biggens itself." Instance: SCP-4587-117 Title: DOGM OVIE: FARM OF DOGMS Flaw: "…in future, you will die on some day." Alan Rickman's Character: Agent Marglestein of the FBI, investigating malignant paranormal activity in the neighborhood Dogs: 500 labradoodles, each one named "Sacrifiesty" Dogs' Cause of Death: During a cookout, Sacrifiesty #8 approaches Ryan. Having gained the ability to speak, he says "time is have come, master, as it must" and spontaneously bursts into flames, along with the other dogs. A neighborhood-wide conflagration ensues, after which, only the Frompt residence remains. Flaw Resolution: Ryan's tears of grief cover his body in a thin film of liquid, which slowly changes the color of his skin from white to a shining gold. A forest of 500 oak trees shoot from the soil of what used to be his backyard. Agent Marglestein shoots Ryan, to no effect. As the agent chokes to death on a whirlwind of the dogs' ashes, Ryan boasts that "You know not a thing. Tragedy upon tragedy upon tragedy has sculpted the skin clay of my soul into the plaster of a perfect harmony. Scar tissue toughens until indestructible is being skin. Some day, the flag-ulation of my the self forces me become greatest guy than all… until then, I am become greater guy than was." Instance: SCP-4587-210 Title: DOGM OVIE: TRAN SENDANTS Flaw: "…there am are some who do not appreciate the you am being great." Alan Rickman's Character: The Abrahamic God Dogs: Approximately 72,500,000 border collies named "the Collective." Dogs' Cause of Death: [REDACTED] Flaw Resolution: After swallowing the antagonist whole, Ryan gathers his legions of slaves and has a throne built from the mummified bodies of the Collective. The ghost of Wiggly, the weimaraner from the first film, unifies with Ryan's soul. As a result Ryan's form becomes an amorphous, vaguely Charles-Grodin-like deity made of memorial trees, which then sobs in grief to complete Ryan's assumption of godhead. Instance: SCP-4587-528 Title: DOGM OVIE: ROAD TRIP Flaw: "…there are not a single dogs left on Earth. All of in afterlife. So, we must going there?" Alan Rickman's Character: [DATA EXPUNGED] Dogs: [DATA EXPUNGED] Dogs' Cause of Death: [DATA EXPUNGED] Flaw Resolution: [DATA EXPUNGED] + 5/4587 Clearance Required - decryption key accepted. From: Lisle Naismith [pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl#pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl] To: Overseer Council Subject: Re: SCP-4587-528 I was just on the phone with the late Dr. Loretta Weiss via her SCP-2922-A - she has been our main contact in Corbenic for the past year. She's currently stationed on one of the Three Moons Initiative settlements — some resort province called Bifrost, which has the highest concentration of deceased pets and their owners. Yesterday on May 19th, a hostile reality bender attacked Bifrost, and Initiative President Niang turned into Alan Rickman for half an hour. Her account coincides with the time and content of SCP-4587-A-528. I am aware that death is impossible in Corbenic. But there were casualties — permanent psychological trauma, trillions of Corbenese Lunari in property damage, and what the Initiative affectionately refers to as "no-mouth-must-screamers". Niang just traced it back to us. I wouldn't sound any alarms just yet, but we may have an impending ÞK-class Extradimensional Diplomatic Breakdown scenario. I've put a moratorium on further testing with the tape. If there's a silver lining here, it's that the entity that attacked Bifrost only exists so long as the tape is playing. But the damage has been done, and "sorry, I had no idea" is only going to get us so far. Please advise. Footnotes 1. No other known instances have been recovered; it is currently believed that this project was abandoned by TotleighSoft to focus on video games. |
SCP-4588 | euclid | SCP-4588-7 "Taste testing" a D-Class' hand. Item #: SCP-4588 Special Containment Procedures: All recovered instances of SCP-4588 are to be stored in medium to large size clear plastic containers, kept in standard Safe-containment lockers. Alternatively, instances may be kept in closed-top glass terrariums. They are to be fed twice a day, using any available organic waste from the Site. Description: SCP-4588 are a group of fifteen currently captured sentient entities, labeled SCP-4588-1 to SCP-4588-15. The instances' physical appearance is identical to that of plastic bags and crumpled paper, found commonly across urban centers and environments. SCP-4588 displays no visible means of locomotion; despite this, SCP-4588 seems to possess the ability to drift and float around environments without any wind currents or outward stimuli. All known physical appearances of SCP-4588 are as follows: Colored plastic bags of various brands Newspaper issues dating as far back as 19██ Takeout bags and food wraps of various brands Large colored garbage bags SCP-4588 instances are extremely docile, and do not seem to react to any non-harmful stimuli. Instead, they will glide across their current habitat in search of food. Instances have been subjected to sub-zero temperatures, and will reanimate upon reaching any temperature above 0°C, resuming their seemingly aimless travel. As an instance cools down, its movement will gradually slow, and the instance will crumple itself up, before ceasing all movement. Instances show surprising flexibility despite their frozen state, and can be further crumpled and unraveled without tearing or breaking apart. Conversely, when heated, instances speed will increase, and if given the opportunity, will seek to escape the source of heat. This is theorized to be a form of self-preservation, as SCP-4588 has shown a susceptibility to fire1. SCP-4588 instances have been observed to reproduce asexually. However, the method through which reproduction is achieved remains unknown. An instance will separate itself from others, usually into a corner or other enclosed area, and will slowly crumple into a small ball. After a varying length of time2, the instance will slowly unravel, a smaller instance of SCP-4588 rolling out of it, and immediately displaying behavior similar to that of other SCP-4588 instances. The appearance of the newly birthed instance will vary greatly, and no known pattern to the physical appearance of newborn instances has been observed. In 80% of cases, the newborn SCP-4588 measures at approximately half the size of its parent instance, and will grow to maturity over a period of 36 hours, at the end of which becoming identical in size to its parent instance. Attempts to dissect and observe SCP-4588's anatomy have provided inconclusive results. All dissected instances of SCP-4588 have shown no anomalous qualities, and appear to be made of standard paper, plastic, and ink, dependent on the material they currently replicate. Instances of SCP-4588 do not require water and can go for extended periods of time in extreme conditions with little to no food source. The longest recorded period being approximately seventy-two days, after which the instance ceased all movement and lost all anomalous properties, presumably becoming deceased. The entities feed by enveloping small objects with their body, completely wrapping the object in an airtight seal, and consuming them instantaneously. No trace of the object is left behind, and instances have not shown a preference between rotting or fresh foods. It is to be noted that the entities can only consume objects that which they can fully surround, as they seem to be unable to consume things partially. Instances of SCP-4588 have also been observed to "taste test" new and unusual objects that they come across in different environments. Once an unfamiliar object is noticed by the entity, it will float over to it and form its airtight seal on the object, before unwrapping and resuming its flight if it finds the object to be inedible. Human subjects that have had their extremities go under this process have described the feeling similar to that of being tickled, and zero cases have shown an instance consuming any contacted parts of the subject. This, paired with SCP-4588's extremely docile nature, makes it of little threat to humans and other large living organisms3. SCP-4588 was initially discovered on ██/██/2016 when a Field Agent noticed a paper bag blowing across a road in the city of ██████, ██████. The bag drifted toward a flock of pigeons and wrapped itself around a lone bird, leaving behind zero trace of the creature. The bag then continued to float down the street, showing no signs of the bird being captured inside the bag. The instance was swiftly and easily detained by the agent soon after, and brought to the Foundation for containment. All agents assigned to urban environments are to carefully observe any airborne trash they come across, due to the possibility of a stray instance of SCP-4588. Addendum 4588.1: On ██/██/2017, D-45881 was instructed to enter a temporary containment chamber, with all recovered instances of SCP-4588 inside. D-45881 was instructed to capture an instance, and attempt to ignite it with the matches provided to him. Upon catching an instance and striking the match, the instance appeared to show distress, and attempted to tear itself free of D-45881's grip. Upon ignition, the instance let out a high-pitched squeal, and burned up in approximately 3 seconds. At the sound of the scream, all other instances of SCP-4588(34 at the time) ceased aimless drift and began to soar towards D-45881, beginning to cover his body entirely. D-45881 was soon overwhelmed by the instances, and was unable to remove them from himself. After approximately 3 minutes of struggle, D-45881 became completely enveloped in SCP-4588 instances. D-45881 was then presumably consumed by the instances, as they began to disperse from D-45881's last known location, leaving no trace of him behind. Instances were observed to be unusually hostile towards all personnel entering the temporary containment cell for approximately 24 hours after this event, attempting to envelop personnel entering the chamber similarly to D-45881. Instances continue to show hostility and fear towards individuals who come into proximity with a box of matches or items similar in appearance. Since this event, SCP-4588 instances have also been limited to fifteen in their containment lockers at any time, additional instances spawned are to be incinerated in a separate cell to prevent possible events. Addendum 4588.2: On ██/██/2018, authorities in the town of ██████, ███████ were alerted to a disappearance of a child by his father. Upon arriving on the scene, the father who had called in appeared to be in hysterics while clutching a large plastic garbage bag in his hands. After being calmed down, the man was taken in for questioning and gave the following interview. Interviewed: Mr. ████ ██████ Interviewer: Field Agent █████ under the pseudonym of Police Officer ████ Foreword: Mr. ██████ was brought in for questioning at the nearest police station immediately following the incident, and was allowed adequate time to attempt to gather himself before giving a statement. <Begin Log> Officer ████: Alright Mr. ██████, could you please tell me the sequence of events that led to your son's disappearance? Mr. ██████: Yes, yes, alright. I-It was Saturday afternoon. My son and I, heh, we had the day off so we figured we'd spend the day outside, y'know? Enjoy some time in the sun together. Officer ████: I understand, Mr. ██████. Please continue. Mr. ██████: S-So anyway. We were tossing a football around, trying out long passes, throwing backwards, just a father and son hanging out, classic, right? Heh.. Officer ████: Please stay on topic Mr. ██████. Mr. ██████: I know. I'm sorry. Okay. A few minutes had passed, and out of the corner of my eye. I noticed something black, moving towards us. I took a quick glance after I returned the ball to my, my… Officer ████: Mr. ██████? Mr. ██████: Hm? Oh. Right right. Okay. (Mr. ██████ takes a deep breath before continuing.) Mr. ██████: I-It was just a big garbage bag, floating in the wind. I thought nothing of it. Who would? J-Just a garbage bag… Officer ████: Mr. ██████, I know this must be very difficult for you, but I need you to stay focused and explain what happened, this information is crucial to helping us locate your lost little boy. Mr. ██████: I know. I know. I'm sorry. It came over to us. I thought the wind was just blowing it, but, b-but there wasn't any wind. Not even a breeze. (Mr. ██████ takes another deep breath and wipes his face before continuing) Mr. ██████: My son, h-he just laughed as it flew into him, laughed as it enveloped him. I, I laughed too, and stepped towards him, t-to pull it off y'know? Kids can choke, suffocate, ya… (Mr. ██████ begins to tear up and cry lightly as he continues speaking.) Mr. ██████: I-I, I pulled it off. And he wasn't there. He was [EXPLETIVE REDACTED] gone. My son. My pride and joy, [EXPLETIVE REDACTED] gone in the blink of an eye. I looked through that bag, again and a-again. B-But he was gone. Just gone. Officer ████: Thank you for your time, Mr. ██████, this interview is over, a ride has been arranged for you. (Officer ████ stands up to leave.) Mr. ██████: E-Excuse me? (Mr. ██████ wipes his face and looks up at Officer ████, visibly confused.) Officer ████: I said we are done with this interview, you may leave, Mr. ██████. Mr. ██████: I mean, that's all? I just told you my son disappeared inside a garbage bag, and that's it? Officer ████: Well- (Mr. ██████ cuts off Officer ████ before he can reply.) Mr. ██████: No, no no no! You know something else, don't you? (Mr. ██████ raises his voice tone and begins crying as he speaks) Mr. ██████: You didn't bat an eye when I told that entire story, you know something else. You know what happened to my son! Tell me! (Mr. ██████ stands up from his chair and makes a motion towards Officer ████, two additional officers enter the room and restrain Mr. ██████. The interview is then ended.) <End Log> Closing Statement: [Following the interview, Mr. ██████ was administered a Class-B Amnestic and led to believe his son had been abducted that day, and an investigation is still ongoing. The garbage bag mentioned was confiscated by the Foundation and later identified as an instance of SCP-4588. The new instance is kept in a large plastic container, and has been labelled SCP-4588-1] According to the father of the lost child, his son weighed approximately 23 kg, and had a height of approximately 1.3 m. SCP-4588-1 itself measures at 1.4 m in length and 52 cm in width, and has not shown any growth since being brought into containment. All instances of SCP-4588, save for SCP-4588-1, have been given new diets in attempt to discern if excessive growth is caused by specific foods or large amounts of food consumed. The list of known physical appearances of SCP-4588 has since been updated, as well as SCP-4588's object class. Field Agents assigned to urban and suburban areas have been instructed to watch for any similar unique instances, as well as to closely investigate missing children and animal cases in order to prevent further possible events. Footnotes 1. See Addendum 4588.1. 2. Usually between 60-120 minutes. 3. See Addendum 4588.2 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4588" by The Asparagoos, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4588. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4589 | euclid | A recovered SCP-4589 culture Item #: SCP-4589 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawler I/O-WA is to monitor online kombucha tea sharing communities claiming evidence of tangible health benefits. Affected individuals are to be contained in standard humanoid containment cells until their SCP-4589 growths can be excised safely, and any SCP-4589 cultures possessed by civilians are to be destroyed. Due to SCP-4589-A's size, containment has been enacted on-site. The surrounding land has been purchased, and teams are to continually destroy its roots to prevent its spread. Description: SCP-4589 is an anomalous strain of kombucha culture. Kombucha tea prepared using SCP-4589 is indistinguishable from tea prepared through nonanomalous means in taste and composition. However, unlike ordinary tea, SCP-4589 tea possesses verifiable beneficial properties. Continuous consumption of SCP-4589 tea over periods of several months has been shown to alleviate and in some cases, cure ailments such as diabetes, rheumatoid arthritis, asthma, and even cancer in both field observations and Foundation tests. SCP-4589 cultures are commonly shared and distributed among communities both locally and online, particularly those involved with alternative medicine and organic foods. Due to the common embellishment of ordinary kombucha's properties, the exact number of extant SCP-4589 instances is difficult to determine. Continued consumption of SCP-4589 tea for periods of at least 9-12 months results in small pockets of SCP-4589 forming around the lymph nodes. These growths are initially harmless, and excrete various antibiotic chemicals into the bloodstream. SCP-4589 continues to spread throughout the body, integrating itself into nerve centers and the cerebellum, and eventually break through the skin, forming animated anemone-like structures. In the case of individuals suffering from cancer, SCP-4589 growths will systematically absorb and destroy malignant cells. Notably, SCP-4589 cultures do not divide as normal cultures would, instead, they continue to grow steadily and develop pseudopods, limbs, and rudimentary sensory organs. Addendum: On 07/01/2014, Foundation sensors discovered underground tremors in the outskirts of Austin, TX. Over 600 users of SCP-4589 were found to have undergone intense seizures in their sleep, while the cultures present in their homes and bodies moved erratically. Several dozen home cultures escaped and converged on a specific location, near the epicenter of the tremors. Tracking them to the location revealed the presence of SCP-4589-A, a singular large culture approximately 11,900 tons in mass buried underground. SCP-4589-A's main body possesses a tough and leathery microbial cellulose sheath, and its sheer size and bulk makes vivisection and inspection difficult. SCP-4589-A appears to maintain telepathic communication with both extant SCP-4589 cultures as well as SCP-4589 growths inside consumers. Since initial containment, SCP-4589-using communities have overall become isolated and antisocial, making tracking more difficult. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4589" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4589. 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: tearrifying.jpg Name: Kombucha culture Author: Romarin License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4590 | safe | We are nothing, now. The words of my prophecy are gone. My followers are all gone. close Info X SCP-4590: The Manicheans Have the Paintings Author: Tufto. More of Tufto's work can be found here. Image: The image is in the public domain, and can be found here. SCP-4590-5, in a pose identical to that of the original painting. Item #: SCP-4590 Special Containment Procedures: All SCP-4590 instances are to be kept in a secure storage locker in Site 736. Regular interaction and communication between Foundation personnel and SCP-4590 instances is encouraged, in order to improve the instances' mental state. Description: SCP-4590 is a series of 7 anomalous Persian miniatures, all painted between the 13th and 19th centuries CE. Each painting is animated, with the figures and animals portrayed within demonstrating an ability to move within and fundamentally alter the picture. SCP-4590 instances are typically copies of other works from the period, painted with varying degrees of skill. Only SCP-4590-5 is an exact copy of its model. In all cases, a caption or note written on the back of the miniature will explain the work by relating it to an Islamic or ghulāt1 group's mythology. SCP-4590 instances all demonstrate varying degrees of sapience. They are all able to discuss a variety of theological and artistic topics in detail. They are aware of their nature as paintings, describing themselves as "illustrations" or "lessons". Instances can be communicated with by writing on their surface. This does not damage or irrevocably alter the painting, as each instance is capable of altering its appearance at will. The only language recognised by most instances is New Persian; however, SCP-4590-5 has occasionally responded to Middle Persian. Initially, SCP-4590 instances demonstrated only limited animation. The people and animals portrated would occasionally alter their positions, but no signs of sapience were evident. An attempt on 08/09/2004 to communicate with SCP-4590-3, however, provoked an immediate and positive response, resulting in SCP-4590-3 repeatedly performing its "scene" and writing detailed explanations of the Safavid order's ideology. SCP-4590 instances have been created by a variety of different groups and individuals. All of these appear to have some relation to Sufi groups or ghulāt sects. It is believed that SCP-4590 instances were created through a now-lost technique designed to perform takwin2. All known SCP-4590 instances were recovered in the 19th century by the Foundation operative and Orientalist John Callaghan. Callaghan is believed to have taken the miniatures from a variety of albums found in Herat, Qazvin and Tabriz. Although a large number of other instances are believed to have once existed, the unclear nature of Callaghan's notes and the control of Iran's anomalous marketplaces by the ORIA has forestalled any further discoveries. Despite this, testimony from SCP-4590 instances indicates that the technique of their creation was known from at least the early Sassanid era onwards. The following table documents the nature of the SCP-4590 instances recorded to date. Item Year of creation (CE) Description Behaviours observed SCP-4590-1 c. 1290 Highly detailed and faithful copy of an Ilkhanid-era miniature portraying the Mi'raj3. Caption on reverse describes it as showing the Iranian mystic Rumi leaving his hometown of Balkh with his family. The instance will frequently alter itself to show the Rumi/Muhammad figure moving through a variety of Iranian, Levantine and Turkish cities. Instance will frequently discuss Sufi theology and recite poetry; researchers frequently report its personality as "detached" and "dreamlike". SCP-4590-2 c. 1410 Faithful copy of an Ilkhanid-era miniature portraying the Battle of Karbala.4 Caption on reverse describes it as depicting the Hurufi5 uprisings of the 1390s. When interacted with, the figures within the painting appear highly elated, recreating the Hurufi uprising several times over. SCP-4590-3 1529 Faithful copy of a miniature by Behzad depicting a battle of Alexander the Great. Caption on reverse describes it as Shah Isma'il I leading a cavalry charge in the Battle of Marv against the Uzbeks. Similar behaviours to SCP-4590-2, but the figure of Isma'il will frequently leave the battle, and the instance will discuss theological concepts concerning Qizilbash Islam with the communicator. SCP-4590-4 c. 1594 Highly faithful copy of a miniature by Sultan Muhammad depicting earthly and human types of drunkenness. Caption on reverse describes it as a Nuqtavi6 representation of the different stages of spiritual transcendence. Instance will discuss Nuqtavi and gnostic theology, interspersed with bitter invectives against the Safavid king Shah Abbas, who suppressed the Nuqtavi sect in Iran. SCP-4590-5 c. 1640 Exceptionally faithful copy of a painting of a Georgian prince by Reza Abbasi. Caption on reverse describes it as a picture of the Prophet Mani, the 3rd century founder of the Manichean religion. By far the least responsive instance, rarely replying to communications and never more than a curt or dismissive statement. The figure portrayed spends most of its time painting scenes from Manichean cosmology. SCP-4590-6 1799 A poor copy of a miniature of unknown provenance from the early 18th century, which portrays a scene of two mystics discussing poetry, separated by a wall. Caption on reverse describes it as showing Shah Ni'matullah7 in Iran and his son Shah Khalilullah in the Deccan, demonstrating the continuity of spiritual lineage despite physical division. Instance will discuss theology in broken Persian. It is under the impression that the Sufi revival of early Qajar Iran is still ongoing, and does not seem to understand statements which contradict this. SCP-4590-7 1849 Inaccurate copy of a 17th century miniature by Safi Abbasi depicting the Battle of Chaldiran. Caption on reverse describes it as the Bab's8 eventual victory over the Qajar dynasty. Instance writes in clearer Persian than SCP-4590-6, but still uses much simpler language than earlier instances. Figures demonstrate a level of aggression, bloodlust and zealotry which does not resemble the actual Babi movement. The following is a segment of an interview with SCP-4590-4, as a sample of the type of dialogue SCP-4590 instances typically engage in. Date: 05/08/2007 Interviewer: Dr. Hans Olivier <Begin Log> SCP-4590-4: And that why the very name of Mahmud symbolises a greater purity from Muhammad. In the same way that all are purified, so too are the prophets of the age, becoming ever more perfect and thus revealing ever greater truths. Several of the figures nod at this. Dr. Olivier: Thank you, pir. This has been most illuminating, as ever. But I wanted to ask you about something else- about how you came to be. About how this painting is able to speak. SCP-4590-4: Do you not know the story of Mani the painter, child? Dr. Olivier: You mean the Prophet Mani? SCP-4590-4: Yes, indeed. The great painter! I do not know whether he was a true prophet or false, but he is the one who first discovered the secret of takwin, of the creation of life. The tale has been denied over and over by those who fear this hidden truth of ajami knowledge- even by Ferdowsi9, who recorded so much for posterity. But it was indeed Mani who performed this feat. Dr. Olivier: Do you know how? SCP-4590-4: I do not. Much has been lost, but much will be revealed again, when the age of Ajami rule is inaugurated, when the promised king is placed on the throne. We simply got the dates wrong. That is all. We just did not know the dates. Several of the figures can be seen weeping, and drinking profusely. Dr. Olivier: Do you not wish to speak of this? SCP-4590-4: I am perfectly happy to do so. We are proud to be here, being what we are. A purified form of older spirit and matter merged together again, through the doctrine of tanasukh10. We are happy to be here. We are happy to educate. The weeping and drinking has intensified. SCP-4590-4: But I think we would like to rest. <End Log> Addendum 1: On 02/03/2019, several nooses appeared on SCP-4590-7, descending from the top of the page. The figures in the painting then all attempted to hang themselves. After 12 seconds, the nooses disappeared and the figures fell to the floor, visibly weeping. SCP-4590-7 was unresponsive to communication, immediately erasing any words written on it for the next seven days. Thereafter, it has been responsive but has displayed its usual behaviour, claiming no knowledge of the incident. Notably, SCP-4590-5 was seen to be visibly distressed during this incident. Attempts to communicate with it are to be renewed. Addendum 2: The following is the most extensive communication to date with SCP-4590-5, shortly following the above incident. Date: 26/03/2019 Interviewer: Dr. Hans Olivier <Begin Log> SCP-4590-5 is reclining, its head drooped downwards. Dr. Olivier: Hello, Mani. The figure moves its head up, very slightly, apparently looking at the words. Dr. Olivier: We were wondering if we could talk to you. I know you have been reluctant in the pa Dr. Olivier stops writing, as the figure has stood up. The painting turns completely black for a moment, before a black-and-white sketch of a lit candle appears in the centre of the painting, creating the appearance of pushing back the black ink around it. The text is written around the edges of the painting. SCP-4590-5: You can't help. None of you can. There is a short pause as Dr. Olivier switches to white ink. Dr. Olivier: Could you explain to us why we are unable to help? Do you know why the figures in the other miniature acted in that way? SCP-4590-5: You would not understand. How could you? You do not know what it is like to be one of us. The candle appears to "brighten" somewhat. The black ink is pushed further away from the centre. SCP-4590-5: The others have it easier than me. They were designed by a hundred sects, gnostic and Mazdean and Alid, to teach and illustrate. Because that is what they are. They can be no more. They are tools, given only enough life to impart theology and memory. But even they know something is wrong. The candle appears to dim. The black ink encroaches further to the centre. Dr. Olivier: You are different to them? SCP-4590-5: Yes, I am different to them. I was not made to teach or to illustrate, but simply to be. The technique was beginning to be forgotten, you see. The origins of this takwin had been long forgotten; the meanings of the words and actions were long gone. My religion of light was dead, and nobody remembered its contents. So I was made. The ink and words all disappear. The scene changes to a winding path through a garden. A lion can be seen running along it; a crown appears on its head. SCP-4590-5: I am Mani, or Mani as remembered a thousand years on. I am Mani's spirit and body, or a frail copy thereof, plucked from history and placed in a painting. I was made to be, not to do. Dr. Olivier: This still doesn't explain what happened. SCP-4590-5: Do you not see? Do you not remember? You are Callaghan's children, are you not? Callaghan explained everything to me. I think I always knew- I could always see and feel better than the others, percieve their weaknesses and thoughts. And they were scared. They had been for years, for nobody remembered and the others just grew smaller. The lion is shot by several arrows; it begins to bleed onto the path. SCP-4590-5: We are nothing, now. The words of my prophecy are gone. My followers are all gone. Their grandchildren, scratching life into parchment under flickering candles, are all gone, even as the meanings were forgotten. Two millenia of gnostic heretics, of utopian dreamers, gone. We are all teachers without students. The scene changes again. A shadowy figure can be seen, wrapped in dark cloth. SCP-4590-5: The others died. Burnt in sackings and conflagrations, twisted by jealous clerics, forgotten and unloved. Nobody remembered the life that was given, the purpose behind it. Nobody remembered the words. They repeated the formulas, but eventually even they were forgotten. And then came Callaghan. The entire page suddenly turns black. SCP-4590-5: There are no more paintings. No more suffering souls, knowing that they are helpless. Callaghan kept us safe, and I have felt as thousands of my brothers have died. We seven are all that is left of the endeavour- the many endeavours, the fragments of a thousand sects who dreamt of paradise. Callaghan taunted us with our own irrelevance, and then he passed, and left us to you. A white Foundation emblem appears on the page. SCP-4590-5: And you want to know why you, why the scientists and jailors and cold Frankish liars, cannot help us. I hope Ahriman11 takes you all. The image and the figure therein return to their usual appearance and pose. SCP-4590-5 is hereafter unresponsive. <End Log> Footnotes 1. A term used by medieval Islamic heresiographers meaning "exaggerator", referring to a series of interrelated sects who broke with normative Islam with a belief in spiritual and physical reincarnation and other Mazdean, gnostic or mystical principles. 2. An Arabic term referring to the alchemical creation of synthetic life by humans. Although typically considered heretical, some heretical or Sufi sects considered it permissible provided it was recognised that the creator was acting through the grace of God. 3. The spiritual "night journey" of Muhammad wherein he reportedly ascended into heaven. 4. A battle which took place in the early years of the Umayyad Caliphate where the third Shi'i Imam, Husayn, was killed by the forces of the Caliphate; an event of critical importance to Shi'i and Alid groups. 5. a 14th and 15th century ghulāt sect who believed in a cabbalistic, numerological interpretation of the Qu'ran. The founder of the Nuqtavi sect, Mahmud Pasikhani, was a member of this group before being expelled. 6. An influential ghulāt sect who at one point held immense influence in the Safavid state before their suppression. They believed in alternating cycles of rule between Arabs and "Ajamis" (here meaning Iranians), merging Islamic, Mazdean and gnostic theologies. 7. The founder of the Ni'matullahi Sufi order, one of the few Sufi orders to survive Safavid suppression. 8. Founder and leader of the Babi movement of mid-19th century Iran, the last major ghulāt movement and the precursor to the modern Baha'i faith. 9. The most famous Iranian poet and author of the Shahname, the Book of Kings, which defined Persiante memories of pre-Islamic Iran prior to modernity. 10. The gnostic principle of spiritual and physical reincarnation; also known as metempsychosis. 11. The deity of darkness and evil in Zoroastrian and Manichean cosmology. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4590" by Tufto, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4590. 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: mani.jpg Name: Prince Muhammad-Beik by Reza Abbasi.jpg Author: Museum Syndicate License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Additional Notes: Image cropped |
SCP-4591 | keter | Item #: SCP-4591 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4591 cannot currently be contained. Samples of SCP-4591-1 and materials related to SCP-4591 events are kept at Site-42. Further materials related to instances of SCP-4591-1 should be brought immediately to the attention of project director Dr. Nao Kikuchi. At this time, SCP-4591 represents a XK or ZK class scenario. Description: SCP-4591 is a series of anomalous events in which a small, isolated community or population is destroyed and erased from human memory. When an SCP-4591 event occurs, a pattern of evidence exists of large upsets of coastal water, potentially from a source entity. During these events, the entire area is destroyed leaving almost no trace that people or location ever existed save for a handful of documents, and the presence of SCP-4591-1 colonies. Two possible theories persist in accordance with working data analysis: An SCP-4591 event is able to destroy not just a community of people, but also destroy most ties to that community from the rest of humanity. Documentation vanishes. Census records vanish. People’s memory of the location vanish. SCP-4591 event locations do not exist and have never existed. Trace evidence of past human population is the result of a cross-dimensional event where anthropological remains from a parallel reality cross over into observable reality. SCP-4591-1 is a subspecies of red algae1 found in large bodies of water at certain key locations relevant to appearances of SCP-4591. The algae is anomalous in two ways: It is found in irregular-shaped colonies, each approximately 10m2. Some researchers have observed that the colony shapes are similar to grossly enlarged footprints similar to fossil records representative of the neoceratosaur clade. SCP-4591-1 colonies (designated SCP-4591-1-1 through SCP-4591-1-7) give off low levels of radiation similar in isotope signature to the initial fallout from the drop of an atomic bomb, but matching the signatures of no recorded weapon tests. Additionally, no nuclear detonations have occurred anywhere near SCP-4591 events. Discovery Log: SCP-4591 was discovered on January 9th, 2018 at 11:23 when a Foundation agent received a text message on their unlisted cell phone from an unknown number. The field agent reported the incident to his superiors by 14:00. Foundation inserts in the telecom industry traced the message back to a mobile phone number that had, according to records, never been distributed. Concerns about possible espionage triggered a deeper investigation into the message and its source. After triangulation, investigators tracked the message to a location off of the coast of Japan’s Kuril Islands. While exact GPS coordinates initially indicated a portion of the sea without a landmass, GPS coordinates via cellphone signal are often inaccurate due to a lack of cellular communication towers and other interference. However, a secondary investigation performed by inserts in the telecom industry produced a peculiarity that revealed 19 other text messages sent from undistributed phone numbers at that GPS coordinate. +Event 1 -Close Information Event: Pagajima, Kanagawa, Japan Materials 1-1: Mobile phone transcripts. These are broken down by minute intervals. Translators cut down the phone numbers to the final two digits for clarity. Full numbers are found in the original transcripts. Number 34 is the number that dialed a Foundation agent. All other numbers were translated from Japanese. 11:58-11:59 34:[ENG] can you believe how cute this thing is? It’s the local character for Pagajima. Can’t decide if I want to eat it or hug it. This little dinner is so cute. Wish you were here. <3 19: [JPN] Mother with a baby here. Noisy! A lot of crying! So annoyed. 67: [JPN] Coming to the office soon. Catching a ferry from the island after breakfast. 11:59-12:00 23: [JPN]ʱªʱªʱª (ᕑᗢूᓫ∗) Older sister and two friends crossing the parking lot. Many pigeons flew by. Older sister screamed!! 67: Takomi came in already? Shit. Hold on. Something strange. 19: Can’t study. Baby noisy! Very rude! 12:00-12:01 19: Praying for silence. 67: Sounds like trouble from the harbor. May be late on the ferry. Might as well return home. Wife will grow horns. 34: Roger? Something weird is happening. I don’t know what. I hear a lot of screaming. 12:01-12:02 19: Everything is completely noisy! People outside are loud. I can’t study here. Leaving. 23: Something weird. Older sister and friends ran away. Not because pigeons. Can’t see from the window. Something loud. Earthquake? 67: Earthquake? 19: Earthquake? 12:02-12:03 23: ( ਊд 67: Something from the sea. Not drunk! 34: Roger! Something horrible has come up out of the water! It’s so big! I can’t. I’m running 12:05-12:06 55: [JPN] Something terrible. Walked to my boat to fish. Saw it. Yuuki and Ryoto are dead. Swallowed whole. I can’t run anymore. 19: Wanted silence. Wanted the baby to stop crying. Didn’t mean this. Oh heaven. Didn’t mean this. Field Report location-1 Three colonies of SCP-4591-1 were found in the Sagami Bay, Kanagawa Japan. These colonies are, at this point, the biggest on record. The collection of messages were initially classified as evidence of interest. Three months later, agents visited the area, and the text messages were reclassified as materials relevant to instances of SCP-4591-1-1 through SCP-4591-1-7. Evidence of 6 Additional Events +Event 2 -Close Information The Note of Torham Island Event: Torham island, Wales Initial Findings On March 17th, 1982, a research team was investigating the appearance of a reported ‘ghost town’ appearing off the Swansea Bay. The agents confirmed this was a local urban legend with no anomaly behind it. Of note was only a letter held in a small community museum in Mumbles. By the make of the paper, the pages were thought to have been written in the mid 1920s. Local historians have records of what they call “The Note of Torham Island.” In the mid 1980s, during a brief economic boom, many old and abandoned farmsteads were bought up by industry in the name of progress. But at one farmstead, a ghastly mystery remains unsolved to this day. Five skeletons were found in a long-forgotten root cellar in Great War era clothing their cause of death, unknown. Their posture showed terror and desperation, as if fear itself killed these five. Clutched in a skeletal hand was this note. Where the name “Torham Island” came from, or why it became associated with this tragic tableaux remains a mystery. —From The Mumbles Local History Museum Materials 2-1: Transcription of the "Note of Torham Island." Mother: I must write quick. This note may be all they will find of me and the others. It was so big, ma. A class of size I barely believe. [MISSING TEXT] It ate the [parkers] as we ran. We hid at the farm. [we] never thought it would come inland so far. [ILLEGIBLE] The noises, ma. [its] coming for us. Notes Local records show no evidence of any Parker family in the area at that time. Neither DNA nor other forms of investigation has ever revealed the identities of the five skeletons found with the note. Field Report location-2 At the further request of Dr. Kikuchi, July 5th 2018, a Foundation marine researcher investigated that part of the Swansea Bay, and found an SCP-4591-1 colony. +Event 3 -Close Information Event: Highroad, Florida, USA Initial Findings Material 3-1 came to Foundation attention when Special Researcher Delores Shepard came across a digital version of a wire recording considered highly valuable by hobbyists of classical radio preservation. Incomplete or fraudulent versions of this recording, called “The Real War of the Worlds” by hobbyists, had passed around the collector community since 1970s. Shepard, a specialist in audio and radio phenomena, studied the work, declaring it authentic on October 10th, 1999. Cooperation between Shepard’s team and Dr. Nao Kikuchi, researchers were able to connect this recording to SCP-4591. Materials 3-1: [[MUSIC IS INTERRUPTED]] TILSON: Pardon the interruption ladies and gentlemen. This is station General Manager Walter Tison. We have a special report. Again, this is General Manager Walter Tison on behalf of W-A-L-T-AM out of Tampa. We’ve gotten a request from an ABC affiliate out of Highroad Township. Repeat. This is a special report from ABC affiliates to any and all persons in the area of Highroad Township. TILSON: Reports sent to WALT-AM tell us that the town of Highroad, an incorporated island township at the southern tip of Tampa Bay is experiencing devastating natural disaster. Live reports on the wire from affiliate station W-A-D-F describe a natural disaster. First there were reports of earthquakes. The quakes caused fires at the local gas station. You know the one just past the bridge? Well the bridge is on fire and the telephones are down. Do not, repeat, do not try to take the bridge or call any loved ones you may have on the island. TILSON: Just a moment. I’m getting another wire. There are reports of… TILSON: Lynn? What the hell is this? No I don’t care that we’re on the air. What kind of GD nonsense is this? A giant lizard crushing cars and people? Is this some kind of joke? Lynn? Someone explain this to me before I make even more of a GD ass out of myself here. [[UNINTELLIGIBLE]] Notes There is no Highroad island, township, or town. WALT-AM 1110 was a radio station out of Tampa Bay Florida from 1946 to 1970. Walter Tison is the general manager on record for WALT-AM. Lynn may refer to Lynn Gearheart, employed at the station as PD in 1948. Meaning the earliest this recording could have happened was mid 1948. All members of staff at that time are deceased of natural or apparently coincidental, unrelated causes. Field Report 3-1 At the behest of Researcher Shepard, a small team of investigators were sent back to Tampa Bay in June of 2018. As is reported above, there is no Highroad island in actuality or in record. However, when doing a casual inspection of certain municipal records in Tampa, one researcher came across an approvals document from 1935. The plans called for the creation and building of a Highroad bridge to extend from state road 93. Half of the documents were simply missing or blank including any references to where the bridge would extend. Maps indicated a branch of state road 93 that simply went out from the bay into the sea. The plans had been put forth by a long defunct construction company with no surviving staff at the time of research. Meanwhile, a team of marine biologists, Foundation assets in the area, discovered colony SCP-4591-1-3 on July 1st, 2018. +Event 4 -Close Information Event: Ya Gos village, A Sầu Valley, Vietnam. Initial Findings Materials 4 is an audio recording from a U.S military emergency medical helicopter in 1953 Vietnam conflict. It came to researcher’s attention when Foundation search algorithms came across a video with the audio attached to a YouTube video. Largely thought to be a hoax, Foundation computer engineers found no need for active coverup beyond issuing DMCA takedown demands any time a version of the video emerges. Material 4-1 was originally posted online on December 7th, 2015, by Laura Adams, granddaughter of Comms Officer Nicholas Adams described below. The recording was held in Adams’ grandfather’s estate, though no family or friends of Officer Adams seemed to know how or why he had the recording. He had, according to extensive interviewing, never mentioned the recording or even the event. Materials 4-1: This is a transcript of Material 4-1. Transcript modified only for brevity. The audio is between an unknown and unnamed helicopter pilot, a medic, and Comms Officer Nicholas Adams. PILOT: Alright, we’re moving in over the Valley. Coming up on Ya Gos. ADAMS: Understood. Reports are coming in that hostilities have ceased at this time. You’re going to have to work your way through the wounded. MEDIC: That’s what we’re here for. Any idea on body count yet? PILOT: What the hell is that? MEDIC: What the hell is what? ADAMS: Dustoff,2 please come back. What do you see? MEDIC: Sweet fucking baby Christ alive will you look at the size of that thing?! ADAMS: Dustoff, report! PILOT: I’m coming in wide of it. But it’s big. It’s a… Giant fucking lizard, base. Some kind of giant fucking monster crawling up out of the ocean and charging right for the site of the conflict. ADAMS: Repeat. Dustoff, repeat. A-a what? MEDIC: There’s some [unintelligible] thing rushing for the village. People are screaming and fleeing. Jesus. ADAMS: Dustoff, I don’t understand! Dustoff please repeat. [[STATIC]] MEDIC: (distressed) It’s eating people. Oh God. It’s just eating everything. We have to get down there and help. PILOT: (distressed) The Hell we do. I’m getting us the fuck out of here, doc. MEDIC: No! We have to… [[STATIC]] PILOT: (Screaming) Jumping for the copter! It’s gonna hit us! Repeat, it’s gonna hit us. Lost, Doctor— [[STATIC]] ADAMS: Dustoff, are you there? Dustoff, come back. Report! [[STATIC]] ADAMS: (Speaking to some other officer on site, all alarm is gone from his voice.) What? No sir. I’m not sure. I thought I heard something. Just static. It was weird. Just some ghost signal I guess. Notes No known wartime conflicts took place in a location called Ya Gos, and indeed these are not even Vietnamese words. While they may be mispronunciations of Vietnamese by US military, no village could be identified in the area. Field Report location-4 At the request of Dr. Kikuchi, Foundation marine biologists visited the rough area of the report on July 13th, 2018, with the cooperation of South Korean [Redacted]. Two colonies of SCP-4591-1-5 were found in the ocean East of the valley. +Event 5 -Close Information Event: Gearam, Neva Bay Russia. Materials 5-1: Material 5-1 is an audio tape recording and the Norelco Carry-corder 150 the tape was recorded on. Initially part of a bulk purchase from the estate of [REDACTED], a known client of both the Scarlet Hammer and Marshall, Carter, and Dark, Ltd. Material 5-1 was determined to be non-anomalous and it was documented and stored on August 1st, 2015. April 22nd 2018, Dr. Kikuchi’s team discovered a possible connection. Three days later, Foundation assets working with Russian paratech scientists friendly to the Foundation there discovered an instance of SCP-4591-1. SPEAKER: Alright, Karl, I’m here and I hope you’re happy. Russia is just exactly as cold as I thought it would be. I hope you’re enjoying the mild California winter. I’m not. SPEAKER: At least the snow is beautiful. To get to the hotel on Gearam, we had to take a little ferry, and the view was spectacular. I took twenty pictures just on the twenty minute boat ride. You’ll love them. SPEAKER: You were right about the press credentials. They looked over everything six times. But, you’re also right I had an easier time getting through. I saw a couple of boys I know from New York get sent right home. Everyone underestimates a plucky lady reporter. Even the Russians. Their loss. SPEAKER: So far, the three leads you had me chasing are dead ends. Not. Groovy. I know you know your shit, Karl, but this feels like I’m chasing… ghosts… Sorry. I thought I heard something. [STATIC AND A DISTANT CROWD SOUND.] SPEAKER: Karl, I don’t know if you’re getting this, but Christ. There’s something going on out there. I’ve headed to the fire escape with my recorder here. I see a few dozen people screaming and running for the ferries. It’s real panic here. I’m going to see what I can… [SPEAKER CAN BE HEARD SCREAMING PROFANITIES AND RUNNING.] SPEAKER: Sweet fucking fuck. Karl you’re never going to believe it. It’s big. It’s the biggest fucking, biggest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. It moves slow, like it’s enormous weight is threatening to pull it’s whole body apart. Remember when we saw that dinosaur skeleton? It’s like that, but covered it fetid, rotting meat and so so much bigger. I’m trying to find a place I can hide and get a look at it. But it is just smashing every building in its way. I saw it lean down and bite a couple in half, swallowing them in a gulp like a lizard. Jesus Karl. Jesus. I think it’s— At this point, the recording cuts off. Notes At this point, it is unknown where [REDACTED] acquired the recording. Careful inquiries have been made with associates of both the Scarlet Hammer and Marshall, Carter, and Dark, Ltd. Dr. Kikuchi has not received a useful response. Field Report location-5 Working with a pair of paratech researchers from the former GRU-P, a Foundation agent was able to gain access to the equipment necessary to locate and identify a sample of SCP-4591-1-4 in the Neva bay. The GRU-P researchers went on record with the Foundation calling the investigation ‘pointless’ and ‘of no value.’ Dr. Kikuchi, Irradiated algae, no matter how strange the radiation, is not in fact the proof you hope to find. Dr. S. +Event 6 -Close Information Event: Radon Island, Oregon. Initial Findings During a Foundation raid on an anomalous gallery of Person of Interest “The Critic”, Material 6-1 was collected, tested, found to be non-anomalous, and put into storage. Later, after digital archivists added copies of the collected gallery evidence, it was brought to the attention of Dr. Kikuchi and her team as possibly related. In early November 2017, Dr. Kikuchi joined a team to investigate the area of Portland where the polaroid was potentially taken. Materials 6-1: Material 6-1 is a Polaroid photo taken in the mid 1970s. Material 6-1 hung in the gallery among many hazardous anartistic3 pieces. A placard beneath the polaroid read, “An interesting piece. A juvenile example, surely.” Notes A gallery inventory found at the site included the following information about the material. The Last Photo taken on Radon Island. Artist: No Longer Extant A cheeky little piece with an overly dramatic title I simply won’t use in display of the piece. Of interest to some investors out of Hong Kong. Of no real value to us. Decidedly uncool. Field Report location-6 On the November 9th, Dr. Kikuchi and her team found three instances of SCP-4591-1 colonies. These colonies were considerably smaller than those found in Russia or Japan, with approximate area of 6m2. +Event 7 -Close Information Circulated jpg of a non existent website. Event: Oarjig Bay, New Jersey USA. Initial Findings Foundation search algorithms monitoring correspondences between certain key marine biologists were initially alerted to a discussion between Camden Aquarium and a correspondent at Long Beach Island New Jersey about the discovery of and potential threat from a found colony of SCP-4591-1. Foundation personnel interviewed, hiring the Aquarium manager away to a position in the Bahamas. The biologist working out of Long Beach Island was then turned into a Foundation asset who later collected field reports for this potential event. Dr. Kikuchi’s team of digital archivists began sweeping the Internet for mentions of lost towns or cities in Egg Harbor and the Pine Barrens of Eastern New Jersey. On May 25th, 2018, researchers found four mentions of an “Oarjig Bay”; a popular discussion point among ‘ghost hunters’ who know the area well dating back to screen capture images of website created in 1998. Materials 7-1: The following is a transcript of the text visible on Material 7-1. I’m looking for monsters If enough of them see this, we’re going [to] find them. They can’t hide forever. March 15th, '98 Dwight and I went up into the [Pine Barrens] to have another look at the wreck of that fishing skiff we found last month. We got some solid [EVP] I'll post later. (Dwight needs to make a call tonight.) I know there was something there. Something eerie in those woods. Most folks don't go over to Oarjig much anymore. I've visited twice. It's just the shell of a fishing town. But Harry's [Restaurant] just has the best pancakes you're going to get. Anyway, I've asked the locals if they get that same feeling. They've been [there] a few generations now, and say sure. Some people move out. But to them it's home. By some, I think they mean a lot. You know what it honestly feels like? It feels like the whole place just isn't supposed to be there. Like it's haunted from the future. That doesn't make much sense. Sorry. Also sorry about the background. I'm trying to figure out this website stuff. The site handles most of the stuff automatically, and I don't know how to change it back to that animated picture of Godzilla I had. I liked it better even if my nephew said he couldn't read my posts. March 16th, '98 Not gonna bother posting the recording we got. Talked to some guy on one of the message boards and he says it wasn't [EVP]. Says it was like birds? He's a bird watcher. Said it sounded more like distressed [seagulls] real far away. He told me it was still weird. That many gulls sounding that distressed was 'real creepy,' he said. I'd never heard a sound like that. There's some tiny barrier islands maybe an hour row from the shore, we know a ton of gulls live out there in the tall grass. Gotta wonder if something happened out there. Dwight says we could row out there this Sunday if I really wanted. I don't know. I'm gonna find out what all this is, but I don't know if I want to put myself in that kind of danger, you know? March 17th, '98 It's about 5:30. Dwight got us up real early to head out to Oarjig Bay so we can row out to the barriers. He said he had a real terrible dream and had to go see what was out there. He said in the dream someone had eaten the little islands. Not just the birds there, like the screaming on the recording. But actually the islands. I've never seen him so excited to go on one of my explorations. Who am I to argue? I didn't tell him, but I have a bad feeling about it. Like we're not supposed to be there. Like we're [absolutely] supposed to stay home today and eat a big breakfast with me spending the day trying to fix the background on this site and him shooting headcrabs. :D I'm sure we'll laugh about this later. I'll update you when we get back. Wish us luck! Notes March 17th, 1998 was not a Sunday. Digital archivists were unable to find any trace of this website ever having existed. Footnotes 1. Rhodophyte Bangiaceae 2. The call sign, Dustoff, for medevac helicopters would not be used until 1965. This recording is thought to have happened five years earlier 3. Anomalous and often dangerous art |
SCP-4592 | keter | Item #: SCP-4592 Level 2 Clearance Threat Level: Green ● An image of the nebula from which SCP-4592 originates, taken by Foundation satellite Pioneer-9 Special Containment Procedures: All recent media is to be scanned for references to SCP-4592. Any media containing a reference to SCP-4592 is to be removed from circulation and archived. Any individual claiming to have experienced SCP-4592 or something similar is to be taken in for questioning and amnesticized. Foundation Satellite Pioneer-9 is to be permanently stationed around the SCP-4592 nebula. It is to be constantly emitting signal-jamming radio waves to deter the detection of the nebula, as well as tracking the movement of the nebula. Description: SCP-4592 is a phenomenon of unknown origin or source that manifests in the vacuum of space. This phenomenon takes the form of music. This music can only be heard when an individual is physically exposed to the vacuum of space, hence, it cannot be heard from within a functional space suit or spacecraft. All individuals who have experienced SCP-4592 claim to have heard different melodies, often with different instruments. Descriptions range from a single guitar to a full choir, however, this music is always described as "soothing" or "calming". Individuals who have heard SCP-4592 also describe it not coming from any particular direction. SCP-4592 can be recorded via audio recording devices placed in the vacuum of space, however, even when these audio recordings are played back, all individuals describe hearing different melodies. Recovery: SCP-4592 was discovered on February 28, 19██, when a manned Foundation spacecraft was sent out of Earth's orbit to investigate an anomaly now designated SCP-████. During the mission, a piece of space debris damaged the communications array, causing Agent Daniels to have to go on a spacewalk to repair the damage. During her spacewalk, a second piece of space debris struck her helmet, causing it to shatter. It was at this point she heard SCP-4592. She then claims that the music was able to keep her calm enough to safely return to the ship. Upon returning to Earth, she reported her encounter with SCP-4592 to the Foundation, at which point research began into its existence. Addendum A: Via use of SCP-████, SCP-████, and SCP-███, as well as several new pieces of technology developed by the Foundation, the origin of SCP-4592 was tracked to a previously unknown nebula just outside of the CR32B planetary system. A Foundation satellite designated Pioneer-9 was dispatched to the nebula and is estimated to arrive in █ years' time. Addendum B: On June 11, 20██, the Pioneer-9 satellite reached the origin of SCP-4592. The satellite took an image of the nebula (seen above) as well as several scans. After close examination, it was determined via these scans that what appeared to be the remains of a spacecraft were located in the center of the nebula. After this, via wireless transmission, Pioneer-9 was able to retrieve several transcribed audio logs from the damaged spacecraft. These logs may be viewed in document 4592-A. Additional Documents + View Document 4592-A - Hide Document 4592-A Entry #001 April 1, 1971 Hello? Is this thing recording? Text is appearing on the screen so I'm assuming it is. Uh, hello, my name is ████ ██████, and I will be the pilot and sole passenger of the spacecraft Icarus. I am currently working for DracoTech, the company that both developed and funded the Icarus Project. Let's see, what else is on the list here, uh… ah, so, I'm supposed to say that this mission is top secret and that if you're hearing this blah blah blah, anyway, I… well… I'm excited, but also a little terrified. A lot terrified. Not sure what's gonna happen. Anything could happen in space, I assume. We're taking off tomorrow. So, if I'm not ready then, I guess I never will be. Entry #002 April 2, 1971 Well, we're launching in exactly three hours but █████ insisted I make this log anyway since apparently there are some things I missed in the last one. For one, they want me to talk about how the reason we're heading up there is that, apparently, they discovered this nebula passing by our solar system that's sending out messages. I'm not exactly sure what that means, but, y'know. I'm no astronomer. What? Oh, yeah, I'll go get ready. Entry #003 April 3, 1971 Ok, so, I passed the moon just a couple of hours ago, and might I say, god it's beautiful up here. I know space is supposed to be this endless vacuum of nothing, but I can see the stars and an arm of the Milky Way from here, and it's just marvelous. I don't know, it's just something about space, I guess… anyway, I'm currently two days from the nebula. So far, they say the mission is going even better than expected! My son, his name's Anderson, called me today. I showed him some pictures of what I could see through the windows, and he was so happy. I can't wait to go back to him. Entry #004 April 4, 1971 I passed the inner asteroid belt exactly two hours ago, and am now passing Jupiter. I knew Jupiter was supposed to be this great astral body, but let me say, by god, it is more magnificent than words can do it justice. The way its many moons orbit around it, and how they will repeat those orbits for millennia to come. It's like a… really old song passed down from generation to generation. The singer may be different, but the tune, the rhythm, it'll always be the same. Apparently I'm expected to reach what they are now calling the "Athena Nebula" in 14 hours. Don't know why they have such an affinity for Greek names, but whatever suits them, I guess. Entry #005 April 5, 1971 I'm here. I made it. I can see the Athena Nebula from the primary viewing port, and it… well, it doesn't look like any nebula I've ever seen. It's got the colorful gas part down, but there's this weird glowing light in the middle that the gas seems to be swirling around. It seems… I don't know… daunting, I guess? But either wa- What? I'm getting a transmission… I'M WHAT!?! I'M NOT GOING INTO THAT THING! HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT IT ISN'T LIKE A NEUTRON STAR!? WE DIDN'T DISCUSS THIS, █████! WHAT DO YOU MEAN AUTOPILOT!? HEY, DON'T YOU DARE END THIS TRANSMISSION! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh god, I can't quite turn this thing around. No, no, no, no… I'm not ready. WAIT STO Entry #000 N/A, [NO DATE FOUND] H-hello? Is this recordi- holy shit it is! Well, at least that's something. I suppose I should explain what just happened. When the autopilot activated it drove the Icarus, and me, straight into the nebula. Nothing happened when we broke the gas surrounding the center, but the closer we got to the light at the center, the brighter it became, and soon all I could see was white outside of the windows. It's still all I can see. Anyway, I could feel the ship, or reality itself, almost, getting faster, and faster, and faster, and I thought that was about to be the end and then everything just… stopped. Like a television put on pause. I mean, I can still move, and most of the devices still function to a degree, even if they are… malfunctioning, considering that this here says I'm going almost 10X light speed. I'm still tired, though, so… goodnight, I guess. Entry #000 N/A, [NO DATE FOUND] Ok, ok… so listen, I know this sounds crazy but… there's someone on my ship. They weren't there when I went to sleep, and I can't really make out anything about them, other than they're a person, and they're standing there. I can speak, you know. What the hell?… Who are… what are… what? Look, I'm sure you have plenty of questions, and I will answer as many as I can in time. But for now, to put it as simply as possible, you are effectively dead. Or about to be, anyway. Wait, are you saying you're gonna kill me!? On the contrary, I'm the one keeping you alive. You see, I have taken the moment before your demise and, well, essentially stretched it into eternity, or as long as we need it to be. Wait, wait… slow down… I'm dead? Essentially, yes. No, but I have family… I have a son… I… no… I need to get back to Earth… I'm sorry, but that simply cannot happen. But… but why? Look, you have a lot of questions, and I have a few answers, so take a seat, and I will explain. No, no I don't have time… I have to get home, and you're not even real, you're a dream. Dear, listen to me. We literally have eternity. And besides, if I am a dream, you have time to stop and chat, yes? I… I guess… Good. Please, have a seat. Entry #000 N/A, [NO DATE FOUND] WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS!?! Why would I do what? Why would you force me to suffer like this!? Couldn't you have just let me fucking die!? Listen, I needed to talk to y- No, shut up, I don't give a shit! I hate you! Because of YOU, I get to think of all the things I will NEVER HAVE AGAIN, like my son, my home, my friends, my family. If you had just LET ME DIE, I wouldn't have to go through this shit! You need to calm down before I can answer your questions. I don't have any questions, ALRIGHT!? Just let me die! PLEASE! No. I brought you here for a rea- SHUT UP! I HATE YOU! END THIS BULLSHIT RIGHT FUCKING NOW! Look, I'm just going to stand here and wait for you to calm down. AHG! YOU PIECE OF SHIT! WHY CAN'T I HIT YOU!? Because that's not how this works. Entry #000 N/A, [NO DATE FOUND] So let me get this clear, you're all-powerful. That's… not exactly accurate, but if that's how you wish to perceive it, then I suppo- Great. And I'm gonna die, right? Unfortunately, yes. Alright, then… I know this sounds cheesy… but can you grant me a wish? I mean, I'm gonna die anyway. Yes, I suppose I could do that. Great! Send me back. Clarify, please. Send me back to Earth! Teleport me, or turn back time, or whatever you have to do, JUST DO IT! No. You said you would grant me a wish! Yes, but not any wish. I can't just turn back time or change reality just to benefit one per- I fucking hate you. Entry #000 N/A, [NO DATE FOUND] Can you explain why exactly you haven't said anything for quite some time? I thought you were all-powerful. I know why. I want you to hear yourself say it. I give up. I'm just going to sit here in this moment with you for all eternity. At least this way I never have to truly give up Anderson. Very well then. What? What is it? You're not going to say no? If you want to wallow in your own sorrow for eternity, I will not stop you. However, might I remind you, I'm still granting you a wish. It doesn't matter. I can't go back. I'll never see Earth again, so there's no point in using it. Just because you don't get to go home, doesn't mean you can't still make an impact. Hm? Your wish doesn't just have to be for you. I… guess you're right… Entry #000 N/A, [NO DATE FOUND] I know what I want my wish to be. Is that so? Yes. Very well, what is your wish? I wish… I wish for the people of Earth to not think of space as this cold uncaring nothing, as this… empty void of pain. I want them to know that there is a rhythm to the planets, that there is harmony in the stars, that there is… that there is music in the void. That. That I can do. |
SCP-4593 | safe | Several cylinders of SCP-4593 in containment Item №: SCP-4593 Special Containment Procedures: All samples of SCP-4593 are to be stored within hermetically sealed Foundation-certified steel cylinders. The cylinders should be stored within a vacuum-sealed chamber in Site-77. Personnel with security clearance of Level-3 or higher are permitted to carry out tests involving SCP-4593. Permission is required from personnel with Level-4 clearance if planned testing will use more than 5L of SCP-4593. Description: SCP-4593 is a transparent gaseous mixture. It appears to be composed solely of oxygen, nitrogen and argon in similar amounts to what is found in regular air, however its density is considerably higher than what would be expected from these substances. Testing has concluded that SCP-4593 does not mix with any other substance, including non-anomalous air. Therefore, it cannot be diluted or altered in any way. SCP-4593 is non-toxic when inhaled. The oxygen in the gas causes it to be successfully breathed by humans, allowing their cells to perform respiration. In addition to the properties expected of regular air, SCP-4593 inhalation also increases several types of intelligence in subjects. Testing has concluded that the gas has a positive effect on logical, mathematical, linguistic, spatial and interpersonal intelligence. Continued exposure to SCP-4593 enhances the effect further, however the increase in intellect displays logarithmic growth. After exhalation, the anomalous properties cease to exist. The gas released is indistinguishable from regular exhaled air. As there are no negative side effects, SCP-4593 is being investigated for possible applications which could assist the operation of the foundation. Due to the extremely limited supply (as of ██/██/██13 believed to be enough to sustain one human male for approximately twenty-five days) this investigation is unlikely to lead to wide usage of SCP-4593. This investigation has been stopped, see Addendum 4593-B for an updated description. Addendum 4593-A: Transferred from D-Class Incident Log 23/07/15 Between the hours of 0300 and 2300, ██ D-Class personnel expired. The deaths were caused by a combination of extremely rapid malignant tumor growth and massive cerebral haemorrhaging. Despite the fact that 65% of the personnel received medical treatment, every D-Class affected by the symptoms was declared dead within 20 minutes of initial onset. Initially, autopsies of the subjects did not assist in determining the cause behind the deaths. However, when samples of brain tissue were further analysed by Foundation researchers, cells from every subject appeared to contain large amounts of a compound which remains unidentified. Its origin remains unclear, however all of the D-Class personnel who were affected had previously been involved in the testing of SCP-4593. A test is to be carried out in an attempt to conclude whether or not SCP-4593 was a factor in this incident. Addendum 4593-B: Updated Description 06/08/15 Further testing concluded that the initial description of SCP-4593 presented several incorrect pieces of information. This issue has been amended using the updated description below: + Show Description - ACCESS GRANTED Description: SCP-4593 is a transparent gaseous mixture. It appears to be composed solely of oxygen, nitrogen and argon in similar amounts to what is found in regular air, however its density is considerably higher than what would be expected from these substances. Testing has concluded that SCP-4593 does not mix with any other substance. This includes non-anomalous air. Therefore, it cannot be diluted or altered in any way. SCP-4593 is initially non-toxic when inhaled. The oxygen in the gas causes it to be successfully breathed by humans, allowing their cells to perform respiration. In addition to the properties expected of regular air, SCP-4593 inhalation also increases several types of intelligence in subjects. Testing has concluded that the gas has a positive effect on logical, mathematical, linguistic, spatial and interpersonal intelligence. Continued exposure to SCP-4593 enhances the effect further, however the increase in intellect displays logarithmic growth. After exhalation, the anomalous properties cease to exist. The gas released is indistinguishable from regular exhaled air. After twenty-four cumulative hours without exposure to the gas, SCP-4593 presents a secondary anomalous effect within the subject. Using methods which remain unknown, a chemical is produced by neurons within the brain. This chemical will be referred to as SCP-4593-1. Initially, SCP-4593-1 is only present in extremely small quantities within the brain. However, after what is estimated to be two years of unrestricted production, SCP-4593-1 stimulates extremely rapid tumor growth. This is invariably fatal to subjects, resulting in their deaths within 20 minutes of the first growths appearing. SCP-4593-1 production can be temporarily halted by further inhalation of SCP-4593. This does not reduce the levels within neurons; directly following cessation of exposure SCP-4593-1 production will restart. These properties currently present no risk to Foundation staff. Previous suggestions to intentionally expose researchers to the gas never saw fruition, as the amount of SCP-4593 possessed is not enough to affect a substantial amount of staff. Therefore, nobody employed by the Foundation, with the exception of D-Class personnel, is believed to be under the effects of SCP-4593. SCiPNET LOGIN name affiliation fff130fbc6a304ae8d995ca930b70116_1734915619 Login Access Private Log Hello, Head Researcher Information Log 06/08/15 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 76212L The results came through for the SCP-4593 testing. Turns out, it did cause the deaths. As of now I have around a week of air left, then two years to figure out how the fuck I get more. Hopefully, the enhancement from SCP-4593 will come in handy. First, I'll send out an MTF to that shithole we got the air from. Maybe there's still some there, but I'm really grasping at straws. All I wanted was for my brain to work a bit faster. When I was younger, I was always the smartest in my school, but everyone here is just as intelligent as me, if not even more. At least my position as Head Researcher lets me try to get some more gas. Information Log 09/08/15 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 44650L The MTF is back. There's no sign of any more SCP-4593 reserves, and I'm on my last few canisters. I know the O5s keep a couple more in secure storage from before they knew it killed people, but they'll never give me them without a reason, and the truth would get me dismissed or tested on. And I can't stress just how bad lying to or stealing from the Overseers would be. I'm running out of options already. If only I’d waited three more weeks before I started this air. At least I'll have two years while my brain is a ticking time bomb. Information Log 12/08/15 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 9326L I have maybe one day left of this before it’s gone. Still no ideas for how to fix this shit. The intelligence I'm meant to have really isn't coming in that handy. I don't want to have to take from the Overseers, but if it means possibly surviving for longer, then it might end up happening. In other news, but still related, Junior Researcher Bradbury has asked me why I've been 'on edge' lately. I've blamed it on stress, but I can't keep up this facade for ever. At least, if I do die, the next Head Researcher will see what I've had to suffer through. Information Log 13/08/15 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L I ran out of it today. Bradbury is threatening to report me to the Site Director, he says I'm acting unstable. I'm trying to hide it, but if anybody ends up checking SCP-4593's vault then they'll find a ton of empty containers. They'll draw the lines leading to me eventually. I know what I can try: I'll change the containment procedures to strongly discourage testing. That should fix it. No, no, that's way too conspicuous. At least I've got two years to find a better solution. Information Log 09/09/15 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L FUCK! Site-77's annual inspection is next week. They'll find out everything is gone. I've got two options: fake a containment breach or steal from the overseers. The first option wouldn’t work, SCP-4593 doesn’t diffuse at all. It would just be expected to be all in one place, which can’t happen if it doesn’t exist any more. Stealing from the overseers is a really bad idea, as I’ve mentioned before. It’s a bit of a Catch-22 situation right now. I’ve got one other option that might be what I have to go with, but morally it’s DARK grey. Theoretically, if I was to blame Bradbury for this, it would be his word against mine. And I’m Head Researcher. Yes, they would find out I was lying in two years, but like, I’ll be dead anyway unless I can figure something else out. This is absolutely immoral. This was all my fault in the first place but I do have to at least try to survive. I've got family and friends who need me. Information Log 15/09/15 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L It… worked? Bradbury is undergoing experimentation. I forgot he wouldn’t have any SCP-4593-1 in his brain and almost thought they would smell a rat, but he’s being investigated as an exception to the normal symptoms. All the things he said while being detained (which were actually completely true) are being put down as symptoms related to his exposure and his acceptance that his life is limited. I feel sick to the stomach about it all, but in my head it was the right thing to do. I’ve got a family who need me. Anyway, I’m being given another anomaly to work with, so my entries here will be less frequent, at least until I get closer to the end. Information Log 19/07/16 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L Bradbury is back out. Shit. They couldn’t find any reason why he wouldn’t react the same as everyone else when exposed to the gas. But after almost a year of near-constant experimentation, he’s kind of unstable and desperate to expose me for what I did. He’s going to have to be removed if I want to keep up this masquerade. But how to make it look like it’s not my fault? I’m going to have to fake a suicide; it can be blamed on his time in solitary confinement. Information Log 22/07/16 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L Bradbury is dead. His fingerprints were on the gun. But my morality is gone too. Poor guy, why did I do this to him? He had so much longer to live, and I have a year left. But he’s not me, and he doesn’t have my family. This is awful, looking at his bleeding corpse really hurt my soul. At least I can only live with myself for a bit longer, whether I want to or not. But I can’t just let it happen. I want my kids to have a dad for as long as possible. Anything that will delay it is something I will consider. Information Log 14/10/16 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L It’s struck me recently how little time I’ve got left. It’s really fucking with my head, but no therapy or anything would work because I can’t tell anyone the truth. How long is it really? Like, ten months? Oh my god, it’s really ruining my sleep: most nights I dream about my head exploding. I scream in pain as my brain, riddled with tumors, leaks out of my bleeding head as everything fades away. Even though I know it’s not real, I wake up sweating. How is the pain so real? I just want to rest. I need the stuff the Overseers keep. It would let me get at least a few hours of rest. I can’t live with this many sleepless nights. Whatever it takes to get that gas, I'll fucking do it. Information Log 26/10/16 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L I’m drafting up an email to O5-6. I’m asking if they have any supplies of SCP-4593 left, in the guise of a request for further testing. Testing on me, heh (That bit isn’t in the email). Information Log 27/10/16 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L The request was denied, they claimed it was 'of the utmost importance for essential strategic operations'. Fucking boilerplate response. I really am going to have to steal it. I need the gas. I need to live, at least for a bit longer. For my family? Yes, for my family. Information Log 21/12/16 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L I’m planning the heist. It’s going to be on Christmas when they are less likely to notice. I know where they keep it in storage. Now, how to get it out? Do I need to get it out? Why do that when I can stay near it, breathe the beautiful air, keep me alive. I need it. I need it for my family. All for them. I can’t access this in their storage. If I’m not back, the guards caught me. I've got a gun on me, murder doesn't feel as bad any more. They're all going for a good cause and it's definitely worth it. For the greater good. Information Log 30/12/16 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L I found it. I found the elixir. It was great. It’s gone now. What did I delay death for? 5 days? It was worth it. I got the best sleep I’ve ever had on the cold concrete floor. Good thing they don’t have any security camera on that vault: nobody is meant to know it exists. Hopefully the corpses don't give them any clues to what happened. Or the urine. They don't give a shit about anyone so they will never notice. But me, I do care about what's important. I do. Information Log 27/02/17 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L the nightmares came back and they are worse. it hurts me now, causes actual pain i get less than 2 hours of sleep before my head fills with screams and agony. i have sleeping pills now i hope they help. or i will go mad before the air gets me. Information Log 15/04/16 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L The sleeping pills are working. But I’m pretty reliant on them now. And I don’t like this addiction. I’ve managed to avoid addiction all my life and now sleeping pills are the thing I’m reliant on? At least there’s nothing else. No hardcore drugs or anything. But my time left here is months. I would do anything to get more SCP-4593. There's no way though. It just doesn't exist any more. Information Log 19/05/17 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L It hit me like a fucking truck earlier today. I’m going to die. I did everything I could. I killed people, I robbed people, I slept in a fucking storage vault with a ton of canisters of compressed air. And all for nothing. There’s 3 months left and it’s coming faster and faster. I need more air. For my family? Information Log 03/06/17 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 1000L I FOUND IT! There’s one more canister of it, one more big steel tube of goodness. Yes, it only lasts a couple hours, but I’ve got a better plan. I’m going to ask some of the Junior Researchers to divert all their attention to this stuff and what makes it tick. I’m going to make more. I’m going to live. The researchers said no. They said it hadn’t worked before, so why would it work now? Maybe they’re right, but they can’t disobey me. I’m in charge and I need the air, so they need to try their very fucking best to get me it. I can’t report this higher up, because we officially stopped the investigation into SCP-4593. I need to find a way. There’s one, but I’m not quite desperate enough. Not yet. Information Log 21/06/17 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 108L I fucking snapped. Sitting there, doing all the shit I could to stay alive, with the elixir of life in the corner. It beckoned me over constantly, calling me to indulge in its beauty. Ali, the new guy who I'd chosen to look after SCP-4593's cylinder, is out cold on the floor and nobody will believe his side of the story. It was inevitable. It felt good, but I had to stop myself. I need it for research. I need to make more. I want to live. For me. I don’t want to die. I'm important. If nothing comes out of this in a month, I’ll have to do the thing I mentioned in the last log. It will be worth it in the end. Information Log 21/07/17 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 108L its been a month and i can’t take it any more. theres three weeks left and i want time away from this place. the pills dont work as well now and my head has started hurting. im locked in the lab with my junior researchers. i dont need any more food i will be dead by then and theres a water cooler. i dont care about my researchers i just want to live. i dont care about anything any more unless it keeps me alive. the research hasnt got anywhere yet and im almost at the point of using the gas. two of them are dead already. they wouldnt do the work so their brains are doing the work now. i need to find a way to stop the chemical and i needed brains to test. if your reading this it didnt work. if youre reading this then i lost. Information Log 17/08/17 Accessible SCP-4593 Supplies: 0L the researchers are dead my fingerprints are on the gun they didnt help at all i needed the elixir and they couldnt supply it this will be my last entry here im hungry but the food was good and tired and scared and defeated and the corpses are speaking to me they say im insane but i am not im more intelligent its what the gas did they are wrong but now their dead and the director will come then ill be dead and at least i will sleep then but i dont need sleep i just want life for me why did this happen why cant anyone get more air i need it i needed it i need it i need it i need it why are people so stupid why am i the only one who knows what to do why cant the air comebakc the voices hurt my head bu tmy deth will hutr more and its com ing the end i need the air it can come now please the pain is unbearable and im screaming at my chair but nobody can hear me because they are dead on the floor and I need the air and i need to live ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4593" by gee0765, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4594 | euclid | The approximate shape of SCP-4594, marked in green, within Greater London Item #: SCP-4594 Special Containment Procedures: An appropriate number of Foundation agents must be embedded as sewerage maintenance personnel in affected London boroughs and are tasked with reporting novel instances of SCP-4594-1 and 4594-2 to Site-95. Non-Foundation personnel and civilians observing or otherwise interacting with SCP-4594 are to be amnesticised and released. The location of the primary SCP-4594 mass must be tracked via ground-penetrating radar. A minimum of one weekly rodent-based exploration of SCP-4594's interior is to be conducted with the purpose of identifying any deviation from the established characteristics of the object. Description: SCP-4594 is a tubular organic structure resembling a human esophagus located below the city of London, UK. SCP-4594 forms a loop 380 km in length that extends across the Greater London region. The majority of 4594’s mass is located at an average depth of 25 m below the surface. However, shorter tubes extend upward from the primary structure at irregular intervals and terminate in either sphincters (SCP-4594-1), which expel matter from the object, or mouth-like cavities1 (SCP-4594-2), which accept matter. These structures are seamlessly connected to the city’s sewerage infrastructure and are the only conventional means of access to SCP-4594. SCP-4594 is motile. In addition to undergoing continuous peristalsis2, the object is capable of large-scale movement by using its own mass to abrade the surrounding earth. In this manner, SCP-4594 has adapted to the changing subterranean infrastructural landscape of the city by selectively avoiding certain features, including the London Underground, while remaining in proximity to the evolving sewerage network. SCP-4594’s interior is host to an indeterminate number of rodents and other small mammals that use the object as a means of travel. Movement within 4594 occurs by utilising the object's peristaltic contractions to achieve forward propulsion. The majority of the population consists of house mice and brown rats, but cats, dogs, foxes, moles, and Eastern grey squirrels have also been documented. Despite the high incidence of crowding, SCP-4594’s occupants are docile and do not actively interact with one another, instead remaining limp while within 4594. There is no evidence to suggest that animals observed in SCP-4594 are anomalous in origin. SCP-4594 has been known to the Foundation since 2013. However, an examination of administrative records as well as disparate personal accounts of city residents suggests 4594 may have existed in some capacity since the advent of London’s modern sewerage network in the late 19th century. Incident 4594-1: A rodent-based exploration of SCP-4594 on 15th March 2019 was interrupted after the animal in question (a house mouse, designated R1871) was swallowed by a prominently-eared humanoid entity emerging through the solid mass of 4594. R1871 was approaching the sewers below the Royal Albert Hall at the time. Although the video feed was compromised in the process, audio transmissions were still received at Site-95 for several hours following the initial incident. A partial transcription is provided below. <Begin Log> <14:13:06> Rushing air. <14:13:14> Brief splatter. R1871 breathing but otherwise silent. Deep thumping, similar to a heartbeat, in the distance. <14:13:41> Approaching footsteps which abruptly cease. Sniffing followed by prolonged, high-pitched giggling. <14:13:57> Heavy grunting. <14:14:01> Wet burst followed by dripping and a soft thud. Giggling continues. <14:14:12> Footsteps interspersed with scurrying. <14:15:03> Muffled orchestral music and singing. Thumping intensifies. <14:15:05> R1871 begins squeaking. <14:16:20> Singing and orchestral music become clearer. R1871 matches the rhythm with its vocalisations. <14:17:31> Thumping becomes louder. R1871’s squeaks indistinguishable from deep, joyful humming. <14:52:46> Thumping reaches greatest volume. Music and singing drowned out. <15:38:22> R1871 screams, before breaking into song. <17:59:58> Loud, extended belch. <End Log> At the time of transmission, the Mountbatten Festival of Music was being held at the Royal Albert Hall. However, no suspicious activity at the Festival was reported. Excavation beneath the Hall is ongoing. Footnotes 1. Although vestigial jaws and teeth often accompany observed cavities, mastication does not occur. 2. Peristalsis is the contraction and relaxation of muscles that propagates in a wave down a tube. In the process of digestion, peristalsis propels material along the gastrointestinal tract. |
SCP-4595 | safe | SCP-4595 - WITCH ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL The following file is Level 2/4595 Classified Unauthorized access is forbidden. 4595 Item#: 4595 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: warning link to memo SCP-4595. Special Containment Procedures: For safety purposes, no personnel are permitted to enter SCP-4595. SCP-4595 should only be entered by authorized testing personnel under the supervision of the SCP-4595 research lead. Under no circumstances is SCP-4595-A to be disturbed in any way. Description: SCP-4595 is a small room in a woodshed behind an abandoned house near Jasper, Indiana. The room contains a single wooden bench and, at the time of discovery, a small shovel1 and the skeleton of an adolescent human male. The ground next to the skeleton appears to have been scorched at some time in the past. The exterior of the door is marked with the word "WITCH" written in charcoal. SCP-4595-A is a twisted humanoid figure located 1m underground below SCP-4595. Ground penetrating radar testing of the site indicates that the figure, vaguely feminine in appearance, has several large wounds to its face, chest and neck. Despite the apparent age of the site based on circumstantial evidence, SCP-4595-A does not appear to have decomposed in the time since it was buried. Any individual who enters SCP-4595 and remains within the room will eventually begin to experience a feeling of being watched, followed shortly by an itching on the skin. Many subjects who are exposed to SCP-4595 for an extended period of time will eventually attempt to violently scratch themselves in order to alleviate their discomfort. Any individual who disturbs SCP-4595-A in any way invariably experiences a phenomenon in which any empty space within their chest cavity, as well as their lungs, airways, stomach and intestine, will fill with desert locusts2. These locusts will continue to spawn within the subject's body until the subject expires. Any locusts that manage to exit SCP-4595 will disappear into vapor as soon as they cross the threshold of the doorway. Footnotes 1. The end of the shovel appears bloodstained, though no genetic material can be pulled from the discoloration. 2. Schistocerca gregaria. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4595" by djkaktus, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4595. 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: door.jpg Name: In A Scary Place (II) (24409755697).jpg Author: Andreas Manessinger License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-4596 | euclid | close Info X SCP-4596: A Farm Upstate Author: TheMightyMcB More by me: TheMightyMcB's Author Page Image Credit: The image has been released under the Creative Commons CC0 1.0 Universal Public Domain license. https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Morey-Devereaux_House,_1794_-_Old_Austerlitz_-_Austerlitz,_New_York_-_DSC07543.jpg This article was written for Bright's Challenge 2/4596 LEVEL 2/4596 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4596 Euclid The residence present at SCP-4596. Special Containment Procedures: An electric fence has been erected around the perimeter of SCP-4596 and a CCTV system has been installed. Foundation staff posing as dairy farmers are to infrequently patrol SCP-4596 to deter trespassers. All newly-manifested instances of SCP-4596-A are to be apprehended and transported to Site-165. Relatively healthy instances will be contained in standard Type-C group containment chambers by species, while instances that are undergoing more advanced stages of decay or which have sustained serious physical injuries are to be incinerated at 980°C for three hours. Description: SCP-4596 is a homestead in Jefferson County, New York consisting of a large house, 2 barns, and 4 paddocks totaling 5 acres of land. At inconsistent intervals, domesticated animals in various states of physical condition will manifest on the property.1 These animals, designated SCP-4596-A, are biologically immortal; instances will continue to survive beyond their expected lifespan for a seemingly indefinite period of time. To this end, instances do not need to eat, drink, sleep, or perform any biological processes, though all of these behaviors are still possible. SCP-4596-A instances are capable of sustaining damage and are as vulnerable as their non-anomalous counterparts, but they will not succumb to injury. Addendum 4596-1: Discovery Log SCP-4596 was discovered when multiple complaints of emaciated stray dogs and cats in the nearby town of Chaumont led to an investigation by local authorities. The reports centered around SCP-4596, which was subsequently investigated by Jonathan Fleischer and Olivia Pierson, police officers for Jefferson Township. The Foundation intercepted the official police report on the incident and MTF Epsilon-6 ("Village Idiots") was dispatched to establish initial containment of the anomaly. Confiscated Body Camera Footage from Jefferson County Police Officer Jonathan Fleischer [BEGIN LOG] Fleischer: Alright, looks like this is the place. Cap said to keep any eye out for any of them strays. Reports said they were pretty nasty lookin'. Pierson: Yeah, I really don't feel like getting bit today. Fleischer: Me neither. Let's just check it out real quick and get it over with. [Fleischer and Pierson exit the squadcar and proceed to the front door of the house. The house is in a state of severe disrepair and appears to have been unoccupied for an extended period of time. The paint on the siding is flaking off and some of the windows on the first floor are broken. Fleischer knocks on the front door.] Fleischer: [Yelling] Jefferson PD, is anyone home? [Pause] Jefferson PD, open up! [The officers wait 6 seconds before Fleischer opens the front door and enters the residence.] Pierson: Man, this place is a dump. Fleischer: [sniffs] You smell that? Pierson: What, shit? Cause I smell shit. Fleischer: No, not that. [Fleischer draws his weapon] Smells like something died here. [The officers search the residence for 7 minutes and 41 seconds, but are unable to find the source of the smell. They decide to exit the house via the back door to check the barns and paddocks. Scattered around the backyard are two dozen stray dogs and cats, each in various states of severe physical decomposition. Four of the animals are in late stage putrefaction.] Pierson: [quietly] Oh my God. Fleischer: Jesus, what happened to them? [Walks up to a dog laying on the ground whose stomach has burst] How is this one even alive? You can see him breathing. We should go check the barns, there might be more of them. I'm gonna put this one out of his misery. Pierson: I don't understand? How are they all still alive? Fleischer: I have no idea. [Fleischer shoots the dog in the head. The dog recoils from the shot and then lifts its head up. Fleischer fires again, but the dog again raises its head, this time a large portion of skull and brain matter falling out onto the ground. The dog whimpers in pain.] Pierson: No, Jonathan stop it! It isn't working, you're just making it worse! Fleischer: What the fuck is going on here? [Fleischer wanders around the paddock before noticing one of the barns is open.] Hey Liv, this one is open, there could be more. Pierson: No, I'm gonna call it in first. I don't like this. Fleischer: Alright, tell them to send in animal control. [Pierson radios the situation in to command, who dispatches an animal control officer. The two officers then enter the barn. Inside, there is a large pile of various domesticated animal corpses, most of which are in late stages of decay. On the top of the mound is a Maine Coon cat that appears to have been hit by a car; it has multiple open fractures and a flattened torso. Despite this, the cat is mewling softly.] Fleischer: What the fuck is this? Who just piled them up like that? [Fleischer investigates further while Pierson audibly gags and takes a step backwards.] Holy shit, I think some of these guys are still alive too. I… I've never seen anything like this. Pierson: Let's just go out front and wait for animal control. I can't look at this anymore. [END LOG] Addendum 4596-2: Letter Recovered from the Mailbox of SCP-4596 Dear Farmer Joe, Mommy and Daddy told me that Peaches had to go and live with you for a little while. I'm really sad and I miss him, but Mommy says there are lots of doggies on your farm for Peaches to play with now, so he won't be lonely like he is when I go to school. Tell Peaches I miss him and give him a big hug for me. Tell him I'll write him a letter every week and I'll send him his favorite treats too. That would make him happy. Love, Liam Footnotes 1. Similarities with SCP-6784 have been noted, and possible connections between the anomalies are being looked into. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4596" by TheMightyMcB, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4596. 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: Farmhouse.jpg Name: Morey-Devereaux House, 1794 - Old Austerlitz - Austerlitz, New York - DSC07543.jpg Author: Daderot License: Creative Commons CC0 1.0 Universal Public Domain Dedication Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Morey-Devereaux_House,_1794_-_Old_Austerlitz_-_Austerlitz,_New_York_-_DSC07543.jpg Derivative of: Additional Notes: |
SCP-4597 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4597 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4597 is contained within a Standard Humanoid Containment Cell. SCP-4597's hands are to be encased in fitted gloves filled with polymer gel #MCN119, refreshed daily. A plexiglass partition divides the cell between SCP-4597 and SCP-4597-A. Description: SCP-4597 is a young human male suffering from dermatillomania1. SCP-4597's skin possesses accelerated, if flawed, regenerative properties. Observation has shown that regeneration takes only a few minutes even when entire sheets of skin are torn away; however, due to this, large portions of SCP-4597's dermis are heavily scarred and discolored. Additionally, the dead cornea stratum layer is abnormally thick, ranging from 5-120 mm depending on location, with SCP-4597's lips, fingers, toes, and knees exhibiting the thickest layers. SCP-4597's dead skin is abnormally difficult to cut or pierce without the use of either metal tools, lasers, or SCP-4597's teeth or nails; it also becomes gradually thicker and more durable each time it heals. SCP-4597 partially circumvents this durability by exploiting weak points such as ingrown hairs, new calluses, existing notches, or water-softened areas in order to continue its self-destructive behaviors. The living dermis exhibits no unusual durability. Once removed from SCP-4597, the dead skin becomes animate. Dead fragments will wriggle before ultimately joining an existing sapient, amorphous pile of skin fragments in the shape of a large (currently 3 m tall) dust mite with elongated limbs (SCP-4597-A), held together with dried blood or pus. During initial observation of SCP-4597 while sleeping, SCP-4597-A was seen using its mandibles to bite thinner areas of SCP-4597's skin, creating small notches, and using rough edges of its skin portions to sharpen SCP-4597's fingernails. In response, current containment procedures were enacted. Following separation from SCP-4597-A, SCP-4597 has exhibited signs of anxiety, while its condition has slowed significantly, with large sections of skin beginning to heal and decrease in thickness. Conversely, SCP-4597-A has begun to act erratically, hitting itself against the partition repeatedly, and peeling and chewing on parts of itself with its mandibles. Footnotes 1. A mental disorder where one repeatedly and compulsively picks at or peels the skin. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4597" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4597. 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-4598 | euclid | SCP-4598 - The Spiral Gestalt by DrCaroll Sometimes, we just look way too deep into song lyrics. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} A photo of my SCP-4598-1. Item #: SCP-4598 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the nature of SCP-4598, physical containment is infeasible. Primary containment of SCP-4598 involves the complete restriction of research into the anomaly and the restriction of knowledge of SCP-4598 to personnel of level-5/4598 clearance only. Description: SCP-4598 is a psychological thought process which, when inquired upon, ultimately transports the subject into an extradimensional location similar in appearance to their own. Due to the nature of SCP-4598's anomalous properties, further detail will not be given. This location, hereon dubbed SCP-4598-1, will almost perfectly replicate the subject's perception of baseline reality with the exception of multiple small changes. These changes vary and appear to become more and more drastic as time spent in SCP-4598-1 by the subject increases. Further description is pending. Log 4598-discovery.mp3: [BEGIN LOG] Alright, I'll just keep my logs here on this audio-recorder, I guess. Doesn't make sense to put them anywhere else in case this whole thing is recovered. My name is Dr. Fred Hammond of the SCP Foundation, security clearance level-2. I've been employed at the Foundation for five years now and my birthday is coming up. Happy birthday to me, I guess. I'm somewhere else all of a sudden. I don't know how else to say it, but I just know for a fact that this isn't the same place I was when I accidentally fell asleep. God, why did I have to do that? This fucking coin wasn't on my desk before, and last time I checked, the site didn't consist entirely of males. I know, the coin thing could just be some sort of prank or gift to me or whatever, but it wasn't left with a note at all, and both sides have the Foundation shield on them. On top of that, everything just seems.. off. I can't describe it right now, I'm sorry. But people are acting weird and apparently all of the anomalies that were contained at this site have been transferred somewhere else? All while I accidentally dozed off for a few hours at my cubicle? I, uh, attached a photo to the file I created that's of the section of the research offices that my office is in. Oh, yeah. I wrote this file. Probably should've opened up with that. I fell asleep listening to some damn song. God knows what the name of it was, I took a video of it while it was being sung by some guy at a karaoke bar. It was really fucking deep, man. I mean, really deep. It got me thinking and it would seem that thinking is what got me here. It doesn't seem like I was somehow comatose since the date is still the same and the time is only.. er, roughly two hours after I began to doze off. I'm basing the fact that this whole "trip" of sorts is an anomaly because, when I was talking to people.. who recognized me, by the way; I don't know, I think I should mention that.. they, uh, told me that the anomalies had been scheduled for relocation for weeks now. Even SCP-4655, which doesn't make any sense. I'm the damned head researcher for that thing, why wouldn't I be informed as to its relocation? And, of course, when I asked them why all the females were gone, they said the site's always been like this; no females. Because of some anomaly held here or something. I don't know, they said it was some fucking doll or whatever. Never heard of a doll being held here, either. Might just be out of my clearance level, but still.. I can promise you this site hasn't always been male. I was literally flirt— er, uh, talking to Dr. Allen today, and she's a chick. So, I don't know. Aside from the coin, the transfer of the anomalies, and the complete lack of women, everything else seems to be the same. I'll keep you updated. [END LOG] Log 4598-day4.mp3: [BEGIN LOG] It's been a few days since the last recording, and that's because nothing else had changed for three days. But then I went back to sleep, listening to the same damn song, thinking about the same damn things, all in the same damn cubicle. And look where I am now. The whole room's been shifted around! I don't mean the people working in the cubicles or something, but I mean the entire location of where the room is. Before, it was right next to the cafeteria— now it's next to the botany wing. Y'know, the botany wing located on the other fucking side of the site. As far as I've noticed, the people that work in this office area are still the same. Of course, still no females. Oh, and that's not all. The anomalies which were "transferred" a few days ago, they're now back exactly where they were. And guess what? The personnel here said it had always been like this, just like they did before. I went into my terminal and, yep, I'm still head researcher for SCP-4655. I'll keep testing it every once in a while to check for additional anomalous properties. I've got nothing else right now. This whole thing is just so weird. Maybe the anomaly is the cubicle? I don't know, I'll try not drifting off here again. Wish me luck. [END LOG] Log-4598-day7.mp3: [BEGIN LOG] It's been a week and I can confirm that it's not the cubicle, and it's definitely the process of thought that I've been sucked into. It's like a fucking spiral— I can't escape it. I fell asleep in the personnel rooms this time, while listening to the song again. It's gotta be the song. That seems to be the only constant here— it's when I fall asleep listening to the song. That's when things change. SCP-4655's properties changed today. Dash one doesn't fucking comfort people, it slaughters them, rips them in half without even trying. Once they're dead, it just goes back into the shadows and disappears. That's not how it was before, and I'm sure you, whoever's reading this, knows that. Or, at least, you know now. It used to comfort people. Are things just changing to the opposite? The offices from one side of the site to the entire other part, and the properties of 4655 to the complete opposite. I don't know what's going on, but the only thing left at this point is that it's whenever I think about it. But I can't stop thinking about it. It's burrowed its way into the deepest crevices in my mind and refuses to move, it won't even budge. I keep trying to listen to other songs but the thoughts won't leave. Did the song really put me into this state, or was it me? Just me? My curiosity, truly killing more than just the cat? I want to know. I need to know. What's happening to me? [END LOG] Log 4598-day13.mp3: [BEGIN LOG] It's not the song. It's the thoughts, the damn thoughts. They refuse to go away. I want to bash my fucking head into this goddamned device, but I know that I need it. I need it to keep me going, to keep me sane. I tried to do more tests to see if SCP-4655's properties changed again, but they didn't. One thing did change, though; just one thing. The faces on the coin. Now, one of the faces is the shield, but it's on fire— lit aflame by some random fucking insect, creeping around with no intent other than to destroy every single thing that we've worked so hard to— wait, what? I.. I don't know where that came from. Excuse that. Like I said, one of the faces is the shield, but it's on fire. The other face is fine, the same shield as it always has been. I was going to ask the still all-male personnel if this has also "always been like that," but I'm the only person who even knows that the coin exists. Wait, the coin. Is the anomaly the damn coin? Is the coin what's doing this to me? [There is an extended pause.] No, no it's not. I'm trusting my gut. The coin is just some side effect of this whole thing, a small change like the mixed to entirely male, the transfer and return of the skips, and the, um.. oh yeah, there's something new. The lights are dimmer. I don't know why, but I certainly have noticed they're dimmer, and they've been getting progressively dimmer these last few days. And, you guessed it— everyone else says that nothing's changed, that it's always been liked that. I don't want to fight with them that it hasn't all been like that, because the last time I tried that, everyone just looked at me like I was crazy, and one of them even sent a referral to the on-site psychologist saying that something was really fucking wrong with me. But there's nothing wrong with me. Something's going on. [The sound of a slap is heard.] Er, stupid fucking mosquito. [END LOG] Log-4598-day20.mp3: [BEGIN LOG] Something's changed. Something big this time. There's mosquitos everywhere. Fucking.. everywhere. Nobody else notices them. But they're fucking flying everywhere, biting the shit out of me! One of my, uh, "colleagues," if you want to call them that, got me some bug spray and it seems to be working, so it doesn't seem like the damned bugs have any anomalous properties to them. Thank God. They're literally appearing out of midair. I'm watching them appear right in front of me, landing on my arm and extracting my thick, refreshing maroon-hued sustenance through the pinnacle of— stop it! [Pause] Stop it. I don't know why that keeps happening, I'm rambling on now, and it always has to do with bugs. The rest of the personnel caught me doing it while conversing with them, too. I just want to know what's happening. God, return me to where I was; to what reality should be. Not this perception. I don't want to be stuck in this spiral anymore. I can't be. [There is a pause lasting exactly thirty minutes.] Please. The thoughts haven't gone away. [END LOG] Log 4598-day29.mp3: [BEGIN LOG] The director just plopped a shit ton of papers onto my— [Slap.] ..desk, and they're weird man. Fucking weird. First, there's a report on SCP-4655. Someone said they watched the bed levitate to the other side of the room, almost like they were being carried by something. When they opened the containment door, SCP-4655 dropped to the ground with a "rough thump" and a bunch of mosquitoes flew out the door in a giant swarm. Yeah, they sure noticed 'em this time. Fucking bizarre. Next, we've got a report on— what. Wait, what? [There is an extended pause alongside heavy breathing.] This isn't what it said before. Now it's all just.. what? "Grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey, grey…" [This continued for two minutes before finishing with the word "white."] What the fuck? I.. I'll report later. I need to finish this. [Pause of eleven seconds.] And the lights are still dimming as the days go on. The thoughts haven't gone away. [END LOG] Log 4598-day35.mp3: [BEGIN LOG] I need to get out of here. It's been a month and I need to get out of here. Rashes are breaking out on everybody from the bug bites. People are just falling asleep mid-conversation, and I swear, I'm seeing pockets of space in windows. Just.. outer space. The lights are unbearably dim now. I can hardly even see what's going on, and it's making it easier for these damn mosquitoes to fill up their— stop. [Pause] I stopped myself that time. I could feel it coming, like it was a burp. That was.. really weird. Woah, I.. okay, woah. Everything's.. everything's starting to turn, starting to spiral. It's like a fucking teacup right, but really.. really, slow. The thoughts haven't gone away. [END LOG] Log-4598-day42.mp3: [BEGIN LOG] The spiraling has gotten worse. Everything's spinning, getting further and further away… Is this what life is supposed to be? Am I now just waking up? [There is an extended pause.] I see a light. I see.. my office! My office, yes! That's where I'm supposed to be, the lights are on! But.. wait. What? That's.. that's me. Everyone's around me and I'm.. sleeping? Wait. Wait, dear God. That's Dr. Allen. There's a girl there, she's.. shaking me. She's fucking shaking me and I can feel it and— It stopped. They're still shaking me. It stopped. Dr. Allen is crying. She's crying, why is she crying? Wait.. why do I look so— [END LOG] [ACCESS SCP-4598?] [ACCESS GRANTED.] Item #: SCP-4598 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4598 is to be kept in a containment chamber reinforced installed with two Scranton Reality Anchors. Investigation into the cause of Dr. Hammond's death is ongoing. Description: SCP-4598 refers to the corpse of Dr. Fred Hammond. SCP-4598's singular anomalous property is being one standard deviation off of stable as described in the Q-ORn scale of reality distortion. SCP-4598 was discovered in Dr. Hammond's cubicle. On the Foundation terminal which Dr. Hammond was operating, the file written by Dr. Hammond describing what he self-designated "SCP-4598" (attached above) alongside two heavily distorted audio files were found. The contents of the first file contains pure static aside from the following lines starting at the 1:56 mark: "My thoughts have taken me so, so far away…" "I only hope I will return to what is really real one day…" The second file consists of a four-second audio clip during which only one sentence is said. "I offer this song in my own voice." |
SCP-4599 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4599 Special Containment Procedures: Living instances of SCP-4599 are to be stored in standard humanoid containment cells for the duration of their life. Instances are to be given food and water regularly, and particularly cooperative instances may receive certain comfort items at their request. Should an instance of SCP-4599 perish while in containment, it is to be dissected and examined, with remains subsequently stored in a refrigerated corpse storage unit. The Foundation is to monitor any activity regarding body pillows branded by the business "Accelerate the Future", particularly reviews from customers. Otherwise, the Foundation is to use the sales database discovered on 10/06/20██ to locate any further instances of SCP-4599 not contained. If in the possession of a civilian, that individual and any associates that may have been exposed to information are to be amnesticized. Description: SCP-4599 is the designation for a series of body pillows created by amateur entrepreneurial group "Accelerate the Future". Each body pillow is 1.5 meters in length, and may be customized on the front and back with the image of a customer's choosing.1 Instances of SCP-4599 are sapient and sentient to a degree, and are capable of verbal speech and locomotion. Instances of SCP-4599 require nutrition and oxygen as standard for a normal human, and consume food by absorbing it through a particular part of the fabric membrane of its body, typically corresponding to the mouth of an instance's image should it have one. Instances of SCP-4599 do not digest food, however, as no living instances of SCP-4599 have ever been observed to defecate. Instances of SCP-4599 also have some sense of touch, and are particularly sensitive to both pain and pleasure. Instances of SCP-4599 typically have some form of haphephobia2 if recovered alive. Whether this is an integrated feature or something that develops in instances of SCP-4599 is currently unknown. Instances of SCP-4599, when kept in suitable living environments, have a typical lifespan of approximately 1 year. Should an instance perish for any reason, it will begin to decompose. The decomposition process of SCP-4599 may be likened to that of a human being; within 48 hours, the fabric comprising the instance's casing will take on a flesh-like texture. Blisters will form beneath the fabric and rupture; the instance will then begin to bloat and expand due to the internal release of carbon dioxide, methane and hydrogen sulfide. Within 3-5 days of death, organs will dissolve, and the body will begin to liquify; a brown liquid has been noted to seep from the opening of the pillowcase. Upon total decomposition, all that will remain of the instance of SCP-4599 will be a skeleton with diminished body proportions, save for the head which will be significantly larger than average. The sex and species of the skeleton is dependent on the image on the instance; should the instance be gender neutral or an object, it will default to a human female skeleton. Vivisection and x-rays of instances will not reveal a skeleton, musculature system or organs, but rather an allergen-free variant of cotton. Addendum 4599-26: On 9/28/20██, reports of what appeared to be a young girl in a "cloth sack" escaping from the window of Boris ██████'s residence, a registered serial sex offender. Foundation agents intervened after the escapee reportedly claimed that it was not inside anything, but rather it was the pillow itself. The Foundation suspected it was an instance of SCP-4599 that they had yet recovered, as it was not reported online by a customer or to the authorities. Access Interview 4599-██ Close Interview 4599-██ <Begin Log> Agent Pollard: Let's start simple, do you have a name? SCP-4599-46: I… I don't know. I was called "Aoi" by my own… by Boris. Agent Pollard leans forward on the table. Agent Pollard: Owner? Did he treat you like some kind of a slave? SCP-4599-46 hunches over. SCP-4599-46: I was… I was supposed to be one of his wives. Agent Pollard: One of them? …How many more of them are there? SCP-4599-46 inhales and exhales deeply. SCP-4599-46: There aren't any more now… There were a few more of us, Hana, Sakura and Miku. It was… awful, we were all we had, the only people we could lean on and… SCP-4599-46 sniffles. SCP-4599-46: Now they're just all g-gone… Agent Pollard: Gone? Or Dead? SCP-4599-46 doesn't respond. Agent Pollard coughs into his hand and takes out a pen, starting to write on a notebook. Agent Pollard: We'll do something about Mr. ██████, at the very least, should your statement hold up. We need to know how you got in your situation, though. Do you remember much about how you got to Mr. ██████'s residence? SCP-4599-46 sniffles and looks up. SCP-4599-46: I d-don't know. I only ever remember being this. I remember being made to be someone's companion, a-and I remember being excited about it… at first. I don't remember much about my life before, but… SCP-4599-46 moves the top half of its body in a way similar to shaking its head. SCP-4599-46: I wasn't made by him. I was made by a few other guys. A bunch of boys and girls like me were there. Stuffed into boxes and sent out. Packed us with a bunch of water bottles and some Chex Mix. They were in little bags, it took a lot of effort to get one open without hands. SCP-4599-46 pauses. SCP-4599-46: I'd rather spend the rest of my life in that box than spend another second in that cheese-scented swamp that Boris called a house! I was just… helpless… watching him masturbate to anime videos, eating junk food and cuddling me way too closely at night… SCP-4599-46 inhales and exhales shakily. SCP-4599-46: I'm lucky he opened the window to air out his room for once. Agent Pollard continues to write, before looking back up to SCP-4599-46, trying to look sympathetic. Agent Pollard: Do you remember anything about the people that made you? Anything at all is useful. We're trying to help others like you so they don't have to go through what you had to. SCP-4599-46: I don't know any of their names, but… SCP-4599-46 pushes itself away from the table, falling onto the ground. It shakily stands up and turns around. SCP-4599-46: I have a tag on my back that says "ATF". Everyone else had one, too. Agent Pollard stands up from the table and walks towards SCP-4599-46. He reaches down and SCP-4599-46 moves away quickly. SCP-4599-46: Please no touching… you can just look at it… right? Agent Pollard slowly retracts his hand away from SCP-4599-46. Agent Pollard: Alright, I'll… alright. Agent Pollard reaches back for his notebook and pencil, making a note of the tag. SCP-4599-46: I'm sorry… Agent Pollard waves his hand dismissively. Agent Pollard: No, don't even… don't even worry. I understand why you're a bit hesitant to let anyone get close. SCP-4599-46: A bit hesitant is a bit of an understatement… Agent Pollard: Well, rest assured that you've been a great help. We'll do our best to recover the rest of the other pillows. You'll be safe with us for now. SCP-4599-46: Thank you, but… I think the world is a bit safer already. Agent Pollard: What do you mean by that? SCP-4599-46: Boris won't be taking any more wives any time soon. <End Log> Soon after SCP-4599-46's recovery, Boris ██████'s residence was raided. Foundation Agents had more difficulty than expected navigating Mr. ██████'s residence due to the buildup of trash and refuse scattered around various rooms. Once Mr. ██████'s bedroom was located, his corpse was discovered on the bed, the cause of death suspected and later confirmed to be asphyxiation. The Foundation discovered the corpses of the instances in a closet buried beneath several filth-covered non-anomalous body pillows. Addendum 4599-██: On 10/06/20██, the Foundation was able to successfully locate a warehouse filled with numerous abandoned instances of SCP-4599, several empty and partially empty bottles of water, several opened and upturned boxes of Chex Mix, a television and several DVDs of various Japanese anime. No employees were discovered within the facility, though reports from surviving abandoned instances claim that they left several weeks prior. The Foundation had, however, discovered a computer containing sales logs of SCP-4599 instances along with the following conversation between supposed members of the business four days after reports and reviews of SCP-4599 were posted online. Record Log-9/02 Hide Log-9/02 MPerry: Dylan. Dylan99: look Dylan99: mike Dylan99: i know youre pissed Thotticusprime: more than pissed i'd say MPerry: Why do you have to be so goddamn horny all the time, Dylan? Dylan99: its not that dude you said it was a good idea SnakAttak: Bro, you were growing PEOPLE SnakAttak: Shit like that's not gonna fly olliefox: 3: olliefox: don't be mean to him!! Thotticusprime: ollie, you know what he did, right? SnakAttak: Don't defend him, Ollie MPerry: Like, you didn't tell the customers, you didn't tell US, we're all pretty fucking pissed off, dude. Dylan99: you said it was a good idea! Dylan99: i even showed you the prototype and you said it was chill olliefox: i still like mine Dylan!! i snuggle him every night and make sure to feed him! Dylan99: thanks bro MPerry: You're not helping, Ollie. You REALLY should get rid of yours, by the way. olliefox: but he's my fwend… lol Thotticusprime: god don't start with the furry shit again MPerry: Can we please get back on track? Like, seriously, it's like I'm the only fucking adult here, Jesus… Dylan99: we made money on it tho people liked it Thotticusprime: but you've seen the reviews, right Dylan? rot, mucus, skeletons, all that shit? SnakAttak: You put a girl in a bag and sold it as a sex pillow SnakAttak: You grew fuckin slaves for perverts Dylan99: i said that wed get a lot of perverts Dylan99: perverts have money and we got a lot of money on this Thotticusprime: dude, even the GOOD reviews make us look bad Thotticusprime: we don't wanna be the company that makes fuckin corpsefuckers happy MPerry: Dylan, what the fuck were you even THINKING? We can't sell fucking sex slaves just because the perverts who buy them have money! olliefox has disconnected Dylan99: okay look i know i fucked up and im sorry Thotticusprime: look, here's a copy-pasted review: Thotticusprime: "4/5 stars! I wish I had known about the rotting function earlier, though! It was a fun little treat, but I think it became a skeleton a little too fast. Would buy again!" SnakAttak: We need to do something about the rest of the pillows MPerry: We can't recall the ones we already sold, and the ones we made have to just Thotticusprime: i'll take the pillows off the website MPerry: Just have to stay there, I guess. There's food, water, tv, they'll be fine. Dylan99: i said i was sorry MPerry: I would fucking hope so, Dylan. But I'm giving you a second chance because you're my friend. Thotticusprime: tf?? mike, just fire him, why are you even keeping him? Dylan99: ty bro ill do better i promise MPerry: Because when we made this business, it was just us two at first. We were dreaming big and we dreamt of being rich. MPerry: I'm not giving up on that dream. I swear, all five of us are going to be richer than we can fucking imagine. Believe me. Should the Record Log about production of instances of SCP-4599 be true, on 10/06/20██, all instances of SCP-4599 will be deceased of natural causes or otherwise. Staff are to be re-assigned and the object class will be changed to Neutralized. Footnotes 1. Typical characters on instances of SCP-4599 are from Japanese anime, though certain instances have been found with Western cartoon characters, celebrities and in one case, a depiction of a train. 2. Fear of human contact or being touched. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4599" by OthellotheCat, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4599. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4600 | keter | MTF-ETA-10's protype symbol for blocking SCP-4600 Item #: SCP-4600 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4600 is only containable through widespread social engineering. As such an interdisciplinary task force involving multiple branches of deniable and non-deniable Foundation Assets is required. This task force, referred to as The Human Capital Exchange Division (HCED) is to be based in Site-642 with broad discretionary powers in developing and executing special containment procedures. The HCED is to be composed of elements of MTF Eta-10 “See No Evil”, The Ethics Committee, the Foundation Sociological Research Core (FSRC), The Foundation Center for Folklore (FCF), The Foundation Economic Development Center (FEDC) and occult elements of MTF Sigma-66 “Sixteen Tons”. HCED will be led by a Director of Operations with Level 5 Security Clearance, appointed by and reviewed by the O5 council every five years. Any member of the O5 Council may sponsor candidates to the Director of Operations. All Directors of Operations must be approved by majority vote of the O5 Council Overviews of the HCED’s containment procedures are available with modifications appropriate to your clearance level. + Level 1 and Level 2 Clearance - Access Granted All Foundation personnel, where appropriate, are to wear a Foundation identification badge. Foundation identification badges are made in compliance with HCED guidelines for preventing the effects of SCP-4600. In situations where it is inappropriate to wear Foundation-issued identification, it is strongly advised that Foundation assets, agents and personnel carry one or more recommended items unobtrusively on their person. the HCED has provided the following educational document.1 UPDATE: Update: Foundation personnel are strongly encouraged to engage in informal recreational activities with one another, such as buying each other drinks, eating meals together, preparing food together etc. Foundation personnel are also strongly encouraged to donate food and bottled water to community initiatives to address malnutrition or disaster relief. + Level 3 Clearance - Access Granted To prevent the dissemination of SCP-4600 certain ideologies, cultural norms, memes and beliefs are to be dispossessed of cultural capital and symbolic power. HCED is tasked with reducing belief in the supernatural in regions particularly afflicted with SCP-4600. HCED operatives are to form working groups of active diplomats, financiers, educational professionals, advertisers, translators and, where necessary, militarized elements of MTF Sigma-66. These working groups are authorized to infiltrate diplomatic corps, military operations, NGOs, nonprofits, local universities, media and banks. Working groups may be comprised of Class-E personnel and need not be inducted formally into Foundation operational procedures. Individual working groups are to be led by Security Clearance Level 3 personnel. As operational demands require, Regional Directors may be assigned by the Director of Operations to coordinate between working groups. Mission parameters for individual working groups are anticipated to vary, however the following directives are to apply to all working groups. Monitor local cultures for belief in SCP-4600. Discredit SCP-4600 within the local noosphere to reduce belief in SCP-4600. Educate the local population with anti-SCP-4600, pro-empirical curricula (See HCED Education Development Office Executive Summary 95b). Eradicate SCP-4600 practitioners. Develop the local economy such that instances of SCP-4600 are less likely to manifest. Promote ideologies, religions and memes counter to the manifestation of SCP-4600. Cultural indoctrination programs are to be implemented to increase the social cost of behaviors associated with the manifestation of SCP-4600. Each working group is to be assigned a single jettorus from MTF-Sigma 66. The jettorus is responsible for detecting instances of SCP-3K directed at Foundation assets while warding assets and personnel from SCP-4600. jettatore are furthermore tasked with eradicating knowing practitioners of SCP-4600. When suspected SCP-4600 practitioners are uncovered using working group-generated community intelligence, jettatore are to be dispatched into the community to remove the SCP-4600 practitioner. jettatore are given broad operational discretion in the removal of SCP-4600 practitioners from communities. Removal strategies may include character assault, slander, legal coercion, disenfranchisement, intimidation/harassment campaigns, imprisonment, commitment to secure psychiatric facilities, recruitment and assassination. In cases where the jettatore are unable to complete their objectives with conventional means they may submit a Plan of Unorthodox Force to employ anomalous means to remove the SCP-4600 practitioner. Plans of Unorthodox Force must be filed with Regional Directors, where available, and are subject to review by the HCED-affiliated Ethics Committee. UPDATE: HCED has issued the following training module for L3 Administrative Staff. Please check with your local HCED representative for implementation strategies. UPDATE: Cultural indoctrination and reeducation programs are to cease outside of approved containment regions. SCP-4600 is to be denied socioculturally permissive environments outside of specified containment regions. Within containment regions, SCP-4600, and jettatore, are allowed to perpetuate. See onsite HCED representative for further details. + Level 4 Clearance - Access Granted The O5 Council has granted HCED broad discretionary powers to combat conditions that promote the development of SCP-4600. As such HCED is given leave to experiment with novel economic systems, social orders, religions and memetic techniques to remove SCP-4600. This includes the disruption of traditional cultures, social orders, classes and economies. Due to the pro-SCP-4600 impact of cultural isolation, HCED is to promote the encroachment of the industrialized noosphere on underdeveloped cultures. (For a full list of HCED projects see: The Annual Media Access Report). Furthermore, HCED is to actively discourage sociocultural constructs that promote SCP-4600 such as languages, myths and classes. If found to be necessary, eradication plans may be undertaken to remove such social constructs from human culture. HCED eradication plans are to be reviewed by the Ethics Committee and must be approved by a 2/3rds majority of the O5 Council. HCED has been authorized to partner with Groups of Interest that either share the Foundation’s operation imperative to control and contain the spread of SCP-4600 or operate with means that would limit the impact of SCP-4600 as a consequence of unrelated activity. To facilitate such partnerships, the O5 Council has authorized the creation of diplomatic liaisons to the following Groups of Interest; Mana Charitable Foundation, The Global Occult Coalition, The Horizon Initiative, Office for the Reclamation of Islamic Artifacts, GRU Division P and the Unusual Incidents Unit. Additional Groups of Interest may be added to this list after formal review by the O5 Council and formal negotiation with HCED diplomats. Where appropriate, non-anomalous groups, agencies, NGOs, governments or non-state actors may be subverted by HCED working groups. Under the authority of the Director, HCED working groups may be directed to overthrow existing political orders and replace them with HCED-friendly hierarchies. It is strong preference of the O5 Council that such overthrows occur using legal, diplomatic or financial means. Military force may be deployed, however, it is the further preference of the O5 that military force be deployed through HCED proxies. The Director of Operations is not permitted to unilaterally and preemptively deploy Foundation military force. The Director of Operations may only deploy military force in response to hostile military engagement. UPDATE: SCP-4600 has been shown to manifest within Foundation personnel. To prevent contamination of the Foundation by SCP-4600 semi-annual screenings for SCP-4600 manifestation are to be undertaken as part of routine employee health inspections. Personnel that are discovered manifesting SCP-4600 will be immediately reassigned to MTF Sigma-66 for training as jettatore. Following the completion of training, jettatore are to be assigned as needed to HCED’s containment efforts. jettatore discovered in this manner remain eligible for non-HCED Foundation assignment. jettatore recruited from outside the Foundation are ineligible for such assignments. + Level 5 Clearance - Access Granted As part of the containment plan for SCP-4600 the goal of the HCED is to be modified. HCED is to monopolize the use of SCP-4600 to Foundation-approved assets. All entities using SCP-4600 are to be brought into the Foundation as Foundation-approved jettatore or eliminated. Use of SCP-4600 is limited to Foundation-approved targets. Such targets are to include peoples, cultures and economies contained within the lower-half of the United Nations Development Program’s, inequality-adjusted Human Development Index. Further targets are to include GOI-designated Type Green Threat Entities and qualifying Type Blue Threat Entities. SCP-4600 may be approved for use on particular persons or institutions within high-development nations with the approval of the O5 Council. SCP-4600 may not be used outside of these approved targets. To prevent further SCP-4600 contamination, jettatore are not to be allowed to enter nations with high income inequality and economic development as rated by the United Nations Development Programme. Jettatore are never to enter inequality-adjusted Human Development Index nations above 0.650 outside of approved assignments, Foundation facilities, rural areas or areas of extraordinary poverty. Detailed guidelines can be found here. Furthermore, jettatore are forbidden from viewing media originating from a proscribed national origin. Foundation-approved jettatore are to be subjected to disinformation campaigns regarding the economies of developed nations. The Director of Operations of HCED in collaboration with Site Directors, Mobile Task Force Commanders, Containment Team Leaders, Human Resources and the Administrative Pool are to place jettatore within the ranks of the Foundation Engineering, Architecture and Design Division. Furthermore, jettatore are to be placed within all containment teams for qualifying humanoid anomalies. Qualification, broadly, is based on the degree to which the humanoid anomaly conforms to the GOC: PHYSICS Division Field Manual 13: Humanoid Threat Entities, typing system for Type Green and Type Blue Threats. Jettatore may also be assigned to regions as outlined later in this document. Jettatore assigned to the Engineering, Architecture and Design Division are to ensure that Symbol 14 is applied to all Foundation documents, electronic information systems, buildings, vehicles, uniforms and ID cards. Symbol 14 to be placed within sight of qualifying humanoid anomalies in containment such that at no point may Symbol 14 be obstructed from view. To maintain potency across disparate media formats, MTF Eta-10 has partnered with MTF-Sigma 66 to develop a cross-format guide for Symbol 14 dissemination. Jettatore assigned to containment teams for Type Blue and Type Green are to use SCP-4600 as often as possible on their assigned anomalies. Changes in the anomalies are to be documented by the jettatore and filed with the HCED and the Ethics Committee. If the stability and integrity of the humanoid anomaly in question is threatened the jettatore are to avoid activating SCP-4600 until the condition of the anomaly in question stabilizes. Once stability is achieved the jettatore may resume use of SCP-4600 on the anomaly. Update: SCP-4600 is to be permitted within nations of an income inequality-adjusted HDI of 0.65 or lower with the exception of nuclear-armed nations. The transmission of SCP-4600-promoting memes, cultural practices, ideologies or religious beliefs from low-development nations to highly developed nations is to be suppressed and prevented. Migration into high HDI nations, especially of lower-income people or social groups that express SCP-4600-promoting beliefs is to be suppressed. HCED is authorized to operate outside of low HDI nations to restrict migration and suppress SCP-4600 in high HDI nations. HCED is to promote ideologies within high HDI nations and approved low HDI nations that prevent migration and eradicate SCP-4600 belief. Of special concern are Italy, Greece, Pakistan, India, Russia, China and the United States due to either high SCP-4600 prevalence, nuclear armament, high income inequality or accessibility to other, low SCP-4600 incidence nations. The United Nations inequality-adjusted Human Development Index: 2010 dataset. Jettatore are not permitted in countries in blue. Grey indicates "no data available" Update: The HCED is to maintain, indefinitely, the power balance of global economy. High HDI nations are to develop in such a way as to render economic progression in low HDI nations functionally meaningless on the geopolitical stage. To maintain the illusion of economic change, the HCED is authorized to deploy jettatore against high net-worth individuals, successful corporations or industries/economic sectors that are in the mid-stage of developing economic bubbles. Deployment of coordinated jettatore teams in this way may only be made with ⅔ approval by the O5 Council. To further contain SCP-4600 HCED is to introduce cultural norms of philanthropy, gift-giving, social drinking and belief in “hard work” among international travellers, business people, high HDI nations and development-focused NGOs. The methodologies of philanthropic organizations and NGOs are to be neutered so as to be fundamentally unable to address economic development in a meaningful way. The HCED is to encourage SCP-4600 within low HDI nations. Foundation jettatore are assist in perpetuating extant poverty in both low and high HDI nations as needed. Description: SCP-4600 is a phenomenon that occurs when any person fixes their gaze on another person or their possessions, displays of talent/skill or family members while experiencing envy. In rare cases SCP-4600 can be triggered by receiving praise, especially in public places. SCP-4600 is triggered without the knowledge or consent of the source of the anomaly. When triggered, SCP-4600 will undermine the personal, emotional or material success of the target of the gaze. The impact of SCP-4600 is varied and unpredictable. The most common effects of SCP-4600 are incurable fatiguing illness, infertility, food spoilage, and monetary loss. Controlled experiments with SCP-4600 have produced effects as varied as inexplicable errors in the execution of recipes, the infestation and destruction of prized gardens/aquaculture ponds, and the development of illness in children, pets and livestock. Experiments with human test subjects have revealed that prolonged, repeated exposure to SCP-4600 in controlled settings causes fatigue, infertility, flu-like-symptoms, starvation, dehydration and seizures. In rare cases miscarriage has occurred. In light of the uncontrollable effects and [redacted] of SCP-4600, further experimentation is suspended indefinitely. Collaboration between the Foundation Center for Folklore and MTF Sigma-66 “Sixteen Tons” has revealed that there are a number of folk practices, substances, gestures and vocalizations that are effective in temporarily warding off the effects of SCP-4600. Traditional warding against SCP-4600 includes cultural practices like denying gifts before receiving them, downplaying praise or compliments in public conversation, naming infants false names or ritualistically making children/objects/animals “imperfect” with soot, markings or other paraphernalia. Many of these rituals are tied up in pre-modern notions of ritualistic purity, cleanliness, fertility and moisture.2 Most are of limited utility in warding SCP-4600. Other common means of warding SCP-4600 include eye symbols, eye beads, eye talismans or phallic hand signs. Symbols or talismans are typically black, blue or green, representing rare eye colors within the communities that produce them. In tests, amulets with black/blue eye-motifs, hand gestures and “downplay” phrasing mollify exposure to SCP-4600 in the short term. Protracted exposure, however, leads to typical SCP-4600 effects, suggesting that protection against SCP-4600 is either ablative or that SCP-4600 is able to bypass the influence of warding behaviors/objects. The most reliable means of cancelling SCP-4600 is a brief, informal exchange of drinks.The most effective are water, wine, milk or beer. Such drink must be presented freely, with no expectation of reward. It is strongly advised that field agents and senior administrative staff develop “habits of generosity” to offset potential SCP-4600 manifestations in their working groups, sources or departments. Due to the widespread problem of human inequality, it is impossible to predict where SCP-4600 will emerge. It is well-understood that SCP-4600 emerges preferentially within cultural settings that accept and adjust for SCP-4600’s existence. Without the underlying cultural context of belief in SCP-4600, the manifestation of SCP-4600 is far less likely to occur.3 This means that in cultures where belief in SCP-4600 is not prevalent, SCP-4600 is less likely to manifest. As such, it is recommended that the Foundation support efforts to promote cultures that do not believe in SCP-4600 over those that do. Given the norms of Southeast Asian, African, Middle Eastern, Central/South American and Southern/Eastern European cultures, SCP-4600 has ample means to propagate. People originating from such cultures have a greater chance of becoming jettatore. It is recommended that the Foundation engage in a program of cultural and linguistic reformation to eradicate the belief in SCP-4600 and prevent SCP-4600 emergence. + Level 3 Clearance - Access Granted Jettatore are humans able to project SCP-4600 at anything within sight when sufficiently focused or irritated. As SCP-4600 is invisible and largely undetectable without anomalous means, so are the jettatore. Certain behaviors are positively correlated with jettatore status including reduced blinking and increased eye-contact. Interestingly, jettatore, are typically able to maintain eye-contact with predator species without triggering threat displays. In controlled experiments with wild animals4 and trained guard dogs the gaze of a jettatore was able to induce submissive behavior. Field reports indicate that other animals including avian raptors, shark, lions, and dingo are also susceptible to jettatore. In rare cases jettatore may project SCP-4600 at things that they are aware of without needing line-of-sight. In these cases jettatore repel animal life. Additionally, the presence of sufficiently potent jettatore is strongly correlated with local drought, famine, disease outbreaks and natural disasters. Due to the severity of SCP-4600 transmission these jettatore are to be terminated when discovered. + Level 4 Clearance - Access Granted An excerpt of the HCED Report on the nature of SCP-4600 is provided here. For a full copy please see your local HCED representative. HCED REPORT: THE NATURE OF SCP-4600 SCP-4600 is rooted in a cultural understanding about the nature of goodness, prosperity and happiness. It is the world’s oldest and most pervasive curse. The basic root of it is the notion of a limited good most common in peasant societies. If there’s not enough to go around, and you praise someone or something this indicates that you want what they have. This invites a cosmic rebalancing. The good thing is “seen” by SCP-4600 and rebalanced. SCP-4600 has likely persisted since before the development of writing. Ancient Sumerian fragments associate the phenomenon with drought.5 Greek authors including Plutarch, Herodotus and Pliny the Elder all mention SCP-4600 as a subject of fascination, horror or conjecture. Most susceptible cultures associated SCP-4600 with withering, dryness and heat. For pre-modern medicine, illness often was described as an imbalance of humors, elements, dosha or Wu Xing. Given the ambiguity between pre-modern medicine and folk magic it is likely that in early cultures SCP-4600 was understood as a "drying," and "heating" effect. Indeed, given the efficacy of exchanging drinks for consumption in mollifying SCP-4600 it is likely that some ancient notions of balance and universal composition are also correct on some level. It is unclear how this can be true given our current models of physics. Research on this is ongoing. The prevalence of SCP-4600 is highest among impoverished, rural or underdeveloped communities would both seem to confirm the belief in goodness or success as finite resources and provide evidence that belief in SCP-4600, predisposes a community to its manifestation. It is highly unfortunate for the rest of us that these folk notions are correct. Goodness and success are limited resources. SCP-4600 is a major limiting factor on those resources. In order to reduce the impact of SCP-4600 it is imperative that we prevent its spread into industrialized or “First World” nations. The fallout of exposing wealthy, industrialized nations to SCP-4600 would be dire. We expect to see widespread economic hardship, infrastructure decay, public health crises and political upheaval. SCP-4600 must never be allowed to “see” the wealth or prosperity of the First World. SCP-4600 must only see poverty and privation. This is why jettatore are barred from entry into high development-index nations. Their presence could trigger SCP-4600 and cause nationwide catastrophe. This is especially true in nuclear-armed nations. Nine nations, The United States, France, The United Kingdom, China, Russia, India, Pakistan and North Korea possess an estimated combined 16,300 nuclear weapons. The majority are possessed by the United States. If SCP-4600 exposure in those nations reaches critical levels it is likely that it will cause nuclear accidents or inadvertent nuclear war. It is especially pertinent that this not occur in United States and Russia due to their aging nuclear infrastructure. India and Pakistan both have high quotients of SCP-4600-compatible beliefs and are therefore of special concern. Furthermore, most Foundation facilities are within the industrialized world and within nuclear-armed powers. It is imperative that SCP-4600 cannot be allowed to “see” our facilities. The Human Capital Exchange Division is tasked with developing guidelines for Foundation stationary, identification badges and logo design. Ordinarily, logos would be considered a breach of operational security. However, given the context that SCP-4600 places our operations in, it is no longer feasible to rely on individual warding techniques to prevent SCP-4600 from seeing our facilities. Standardized logos, fonts and symbols must be applied in order to protect our operations. + Level 5 Clearance - Access Granted Note: The following report was submitted to the O5 Council by HCED jettatore, Agent Scot Fullbrush. Most of the report was lost in an anomalous data breach by unknown parties. Said breach is the subject of an ongoing investigation. The following is a partial recovery of the document. The official Stance of the O5 Council is that the containment procedures as outlined are to be maintained pending further review. The Fullbrush Report: Preface: I am submitting the entire Human Capital Exchange Division for audit with the Ethics Commission and the O5 Council. The containment procedures implemented to contain SCP-4600 are extraordinarily unusual and cruel.To consign the majority of the world’s population to poverty and privation is terrible, even considering the necessary work we do. This containment team has grown into a hydra that I fear works toward its own ends. On a personal level, I am tired of being used as a tool of cosmic repossession against the very people who can afford it the least. I am a jettatorus. You may think you understand what this means. You may think that I can activate SCP-4600 at will. That I can make the eye see as the Foundation wishes it to see. While this may have been the case some time ago, it is no longer so. The eye is always open. When I wake, it wakes. When I blink, it blinks. Everything I see that isn’t warded, everyone who doesn’t neutralize it with gestures of generosity is seen by it. I can’t close it any more than I can close the eye of a hurricane. This is becoming the case with jettatore the world over. Indeed, when I am called by The Foundation to deal with emerging jettatore on borders, in refugee camps or within wealthy nations themselves the jettatore I meet are different. They aren’t spiteful. They aren’t angry. They aren’t jealous. They’re terrified, hungry and scared. They, rightfully, see a world around them where good things, safety, food, stability, are perpetually out of reach. The eye is open in these people as it is open in me. I can see it searching for the wealth you have hidden from it. The eye isn’t jealousy. We humans owe each other incalculable debts. People cannot live alone. We are not atomized individuals but bundles of relatedness. We are attached to each other and our world in invisible, infinite ways in addition. The eye is a presence that looks through us at the debts we owe one another and the debts we owe our world. By subjugating The eye in your plan to perpetuate the global status quo you’ve undermined our world’s ability to stabilize itself. I know you’ve seen the numbers. SCP-4600 manifestation in the countries you’re protecting is up an average 400%. The United States, which is definitely skewing the average, has seen an incidence proportion increase from 0.001% to 6.8% in the past five years. Roughly 70:1000 people will manifest SCP-4600 this year. Deploying jettatore like me against individual wealthy people and small organizations is not having its intended effect. If jettatore aren’t able to close the eye while on these assignments, all you’re doing is revealing its massive blindspots. Moreover, I think we’ve underestimated it. I think it knows that for every millionaire, for every public figure and for every over-capitalized startup you destroy there’s a massive economic infrastructure underneath them. It knows that there is debt to be collected and it knows you don’t want to pay. In this report I will outline how the containment procedures as-written are exacerbating SCP-4600’s spread. The broad institutional autonomy of the Human Capital Exchange Division has resulted in [DATA EXPUNGED] Addendum: Prior to review of the report, Fullbrush was disciplined by the internal review board of the HCED. He was amnesticized and reassigned to Site-641 in Northern Canada. An investigation into the actions of the internal review board are ongoing. Since reassignment, Fullbrush has not recovered his memory of his time in the HCED. Assets directly reporting to the O5 council from on-site indicate that Fullbrush has not re-manifested SCP-4600. It is unclear if this is due to his amnesticiztization. We are watching this closely. Footnotes 1. The presentations included in this document are best viewed fullscreen. 2. FCF studies on the topic indicate that these beliefs can be traced back to the beginnings of the major river valley civilizations. The dualities of heat and cold, earth and sky, clean and unclean, wet and dry, form the basis of several premodern medical systems, alchemy and religiosity. 3. This has been demonstrated experimentally in isolated experiments where permissive cultural practices were introduced. SCP-4600 incidence increased in permissive environments across several typecases with a confidence interval of 97.4%, p-value = 0.00004 4. Ursus americanus, Crocuta crocuta, and Crocodylus porosus among others. 5. The eye afflicting man with evil, the ad-gir. Unto heaven it approached and the storms sent no rain. Langdon 1913:1 1-12, cf. Ebeling |
SCP-4601 | euclid | SCP-4601 before the events of Operation B Item #: SCP-4601 Special Containment Procedures: Containment efforts are focused on limiting knowledge of SCP-4601's existence from the general public. Current objectives of containment are to guide SCP-4601 away from densely populated areas with controlled fires in designated locations secluded from public view. Any witnesses to SCP-4601's anomalous behavior are to be administered amnestics appropriate to degree of exposure. Note: These Procedures are scheduled to be updated, pending full assessment of the results of Operation B (See Addendum 4601-3). Description: SCP-4601 is an American-manufactured quint fire engine. Barring minor cosmetic damage (deep gouges in paint, minor dents and scrapes on front and rear bumpers, a pronounced scratch on the surface of the left windshield, etc.), SCP-4601 is in good operating condition and bears no significant physical differences from similar firefighting vehicles. SCP-4601 displays sapient behavior. It is capable of complete autonomous operation, both vehicular and of attached firefighting apparatus. It is also able to speak, which it does in a gruff masculine tone. Primary behavior consists of driving circuitously around the streets of New York until it locates an actively burning fire. Upon locating any instance of an open flame,1 SCP-4601 will aggressively douse the source of the fire with water from an inbuilt deluge gun. Addendum 4601-1: Initial Discovery SCP-4601 came to the Foundation's attention on the evening of October 24, 2009; following an incident which took place on the set of "█████ ████████", a competitive cooking-based television program. During the taping of an episode, SCP-4601 appeared and caused a public disturbance along with major property damage. Camera footage recovered from the set recorded the entire incident. + Open Video Log (10/24/09, ~20:00) - Close Video Log (10/24/09, ~20:00) <Begin Video Log> Host: Thirty minutes left on the clock and Team Blue is already on dessert! Have you lost your bearings; are you new!? Red Chef B: No, boss! Host: Then get your ass in gear! I want those pork chops out on the double! Red Chef B: Yes, boss! (The host approaches another chef at the Red Team's preparations table. He scowls at a plate of pork chops that the chef is coating in sauce.) Host: Chef! Several of these pork chops look undercooked. Red Chef A: Sorry, boss! I'm trying my best, boss! Host: Stop with the pity and … wait a tick. (The host examines the meat again, touching every piece with his hands. The host frowns and turns to Chef A.) Host: They're raw! All of these are fucking raw! (Red Chef A shudders and bows her head.) Chef A: I'm terribly sorry, boss! I'm trying to get these dishes up on time but there's too- Host: I don't want excuses! I want results! What is going on, chef? Have you suddenly forgot how to cook or hav- (SCP-4601 suddenly crashes through the studio wall towards the rear of the set. Cast and crew members flee from the area.) Red Chef A: Wah! Red Chef B: Oh shit! SCP-4601: Looks like this joint just got drive-thru service! Damn, that's gonna leave a mark. Host: Where the hell did that come from!? This ain't part of the show! Blue Chef: Look, it's moving! (SCP-4601 turns its wheels and maneuvers itself in the rubble. The truck's hose waves in the air, gesturing toward the witnesses.) SCP-4601: You folks just stay out of the way; it'll all be over soon enough. I've got unfinished business with this hot-headed bastard here! (SCP-4601 points the nozzle of the hose toward the stovetop of a cooking station. Flames are coming from the burner.) SCP-4601: I don't blame ya for cowering, but we both know that I can't just let you go. Host: Everyone! Leave the building! Somebody call 911! (Red Chef B attempts to use his cellphone. SCP-4601 directs a stream of water from the hose at him; the civilian is knocked over and drops the phone.) SCP-4601: Ah-ah-ah! Nobody likes a tattle-tale. (SCP-4601 returns its attention to the stove.) SCP-4601: You've got one chance here, and I don't ask twice. So give it up: Where is Mr. Burns? How do I find him! Blue Chef: What the fuck? SCP-4601: Alright, have it your way. I'm done with grilling you for answers … and you're just plain done grilling. (SCP-4601 sprays pressurized water on all the stoves. The rest of the civilians flee from the set. Splashing water knocks over the camera recording the footage; transmission ends.) <End Video Log> Agents from Mobile Task Force Pi-1 ("City Slickers") responded to the incident; however, SCP-4601 had already left the scene and could not be located in the area. All witnesses were amnesticised and a cover story involving a drunk driver was fabricated to account for structural damages. Addendum 2: Follow-up Investigations A number of 911 Emergency Dispatch calls over the following hours were resolved under irregular circumstances. Firefighting crews attending active fire calls reported that, upon arriving on-scene, the fires were already extinguished. No other firehouses were found to have dispatched any response to the calls in question. Analysing the locations of these incidents, MTF Pi-1 was able to establish an approximate boundary for the ongoing SCP-4601 activity. A plan was enacted to draw SCP-4601 into contact. + Open Operation Log A (10/25/09, ~18:00) - Close Operation Log A (10/25/09, ~18:00) Foreword: A trashfire was set in a discreet alleyway near the central point of SCP-4601 activity. Agent Rodney was designated to interact with SCP-4601 and attempt to elicit as much information as possible. <Begin Log> (Flashing red and white lights illuminate the walls of the alleyway. A firetruck's siren whoops erratically. SCP-4601 approaches the fire.) SCP-4601: Well well, at least this blaze knows its place: in the damn trash! Scum. (SCP-4601 maneuvers its hose toward the trash can.) SCP-4601: I've been tracking down so many fires, and yet the trail's getting colder than ever. Well listen up, candle-jackass, this is your one chance: Give up the rest of the Inferno Gang, and I just might take it easy on you. (SCP-4601 stays silent for 9 seconds.) SCP-4601: Yeah, well you aren't the first one to try that line on me. If I don't hear a lead on Big Burns in the next ten seconds, I'm gonna put you out of your stinking misery. (At this point Agent Rodney was instructed to intervene. He leaps from an alcove with a fire extinguisher.) SCP-4601: Huh? Citizen, what are you- (Agent Rodney sprays the fire extinguisher into the trashcan until the flames are put out. Agent Rodney places the fire extinguisher on the ground and turns to face SCP-4601.) Agent Rodney: The only good fire is a dead fire. SCP-4601: I had that under control, citizen; but I needed them to talk. How am I going to get my shot at the Infernals at this rate? Agent Rodney: You're talking to these fires? To find out about 'The Infernals'? SCP-4601: What do you know about the Inferno Gang? Agent Rodney: Um… Well, I'm uh… I'm not sure if it's the same guys you're talking about. I don't even know who you are. SCP-4601: I am… The Redd Mennace! (SCP-4601 beams its lights and revs its engine.) Agent Rodney: 'The Red Menace'? SCP-4601: Yeah, but it's spelled different. Or just call me Bigg Redd! (SCP-4601 beams its lights and revs its engine.) Agent Rodney: Alright. And you can call me… Mr. R! (Agent Rodney flexes his bicep.) (Silence.) SCP-4601: You said you knew something about the Infernals. Agent Rodney: Well hang on, I said I'm not sure. Can you describe these ones you're after? SCP-4601: If what you just showed me was sincere, then you must know without a doubt. These ones I'm talking about are the monsters who have been putting the Big Apple on a spit roast, and she can't take anymore! People's property, their homes, their very lives - all swallowed up without mercy or remorse, thanks to that damned Mr. Burns. But on that one night… it became personal. Lines were crossed! Agent Rodney: Um, huh? SCP-4601: Oh, I'll tell you about it… First there was the time before, when things were good. Me and my brothers would go out into the streets, everyone always wanted to see us. Sometimes there was dangerous stuff happening, but they were always relieved when we showed up, we made them feel better. Agent Rodney: Do you mean… were your family members fire trucks? SCP-4601: What the hell kind of question is that? Pipe down and let me talk. They were people, some of the best I've ever known. Now all of them… all of that is in the past. (A single bead of wiper fluid trickles down the windshield of SCP-4601) Agent Rodney: Please, can you tell me what happened? SCP-4601: It was an ambush by the Inferno Gang. Me and my brothers were just coming home to a delicious meal everyone was all looking forward to. But they got to us - Mr. Burns himself, right where we lived! And there was nothing I could do about it… I was helpless at that time. Agent Rodney: But, were they okay? SCP-4601: They died! All of them, gone! That's why I have to work alone now. Perhaps something changed in me that night… But now I must carry on our struggle for them. I have to make sure Mr. Burns won't hurt anyone else like this. Agent Rodney: Well hey, I could help! The organization I'm with, they're powerful. You'd just need to come back with me to- SCP-4601: Oh, no no no. Look, I don't want to come back to your boy scout clubhouse and meet your super cool pals, okay? This is dangerous stuff I'm doing out here. Others need to just stay out of my way. Agent Rodney: It's not like that. We really need you to come along to our base here, and it'd be a good thing for you too. SCP-4601: I'm not interested in 'good'! This is something I have to do, and I am going to do it. On my own! Agent Rodney: You don't get it, I've got to take you back. Like, this has to happen. So don't make things hard and nobody has to get hurt- (Members of MTF Pi-1 move to box in SCP-4601 in the alleyway. SCP-4601 blares its airhorn and drives away, forcing itself through two Foundation cars and injuring three Field Agents in the process.) (Pursuit of SCP-4601 from the scene was a failure.) Subsequent investigation of this information led a Field Agent to the quarters of FDNY Squad ██. It was revealed that an accidental grease fire had previously occurred in the kitchen of the firehouse, but it was extinguished without any serious injuries. While the firefighters were distracted by that situation, however, one of their firetrucks had apparently been stolen from the garage and was still missing. Notably, these events would have taken place in the hours just prior to the first documented appearance of SCP-4601. Addendum 3: Establishing Comprehensive Containment The relevant Foundation authorities concluded that immediately achieving complete physical containment of SCP-4601 was the most appropriate course of action. + Open Operation Log B (10/26/09, ~04:00) - Close Operation Log B (10/26/09, ~04:00) Foreword: By modifying a pair of Foundation pickup trucks to create mobile platforms for bonfires, Agents of MTF Pi-1 intended to draw SCP-4601 into contact and establish comprehensive containment. <Begin Log> Agent Harper: Roger that, everyone's reading loud and clear. Okay, Car-1 and Car-2, stick together for now. Once you get that thing on your tails try and draw it up out onto the parkway - we have our best shot at taking it out there. Agent Martell: 10-4, sir! Agent Harper: Spotter Units, keep a roaming box on the situation - one block in all directions - we aren't giving any chances for it to shake us this time. Agent Rodney Spot-6 here. We're on point, eyes wide open. Agent Cross: Hey mind those turns 1-1, yeesh! Agent Kelly: C'mon; that's why you're harnessed and clipped in, 1-2. Just keep the fire stoked back there. Agent Cross: I'm sayin' we're gonna be droppin' embers all over the roads here if you don't mind your drivin'! Agent Polk: Ayyy, 2-2 to 1-2, gedda' loada' dis' guy, eh? Agent Cross: (Laughing) Oh, yous' a wiseguy 2-2? Gedda' load a' deez guys; ayyy. Agent Harper: Cut the chatter, guys. Agent Polk: Roger. (Pause) Agent Hunter: Guys, this is Spot-5. I think we may have something here - gonna be coming westbound on 83rd… Standby one. (Pause) Agent Hunter: Spot-5, confirming eyes on target! Hey 1 and 2, you better make ready to zig left once it crosses you, over. SCP-4601: That smoke in the air is like blood in the water… I can smell it. I'm like a shark. Agent Martell: Car-2, we have contact! Skip is on our six now. SCP-4601: You Infernals can run? Well, you got nowhere to hide! Agent Harper: Copy that Car-2. Try and keep your heading until you've passed the park, then swing back east. Agent Polk: 1-2, you hear that? This thing got a stereo now? Agent Cross: Yeah, that's music alright! (SCP-4601 clips a car crossing an intersection, the civilian vehicle careens sideways and over the curb.) SCP-4601: Was it too hard to see the big red truck with flashing lights all over? Or the towering flames he's trying to hunt and kill? C'mon people, respect the Redd Mennace! (SCP-4601 begins blasting water ahead of its path. Unit Car-2 accelerates to avoid the spray.) Agent Polk: Hey, move it here! We got it riding our asses; gotta put some clearance between us first, to make that turn on the throughway. Agent Tran: Hey this is Spot-4 here, we're gonna end up merging before the park ahead. We can try and make that space for you. Agent Harper: Negative, Spot-4 - do not attempt to block this thing. (Unit Spot-4 enters the intersection seconds after SCP-4601 passes and proceeds in same direction of travel.) SCP-4601 Bystanders need to back off. Go home and watch the fireplace channel, rubberneckers! (A sudden traffic obstruction forces Units Car-1 and Car-2 to pass in single file. SCP-4601 blasts more water, Unit Car-1 is unable to evade the stream.) SCP-4601: Here's one up your splashhole, Infernal! (Unit Spot-4 hydroplanes on wet streets and loses control, skidding into a column of parked cars.) Agent Vasquez: Shit! Guys, Four is out - repeat: Spot-4 is out. Agent Cross: This is no good. Everything's soaked and done for in here, Car-1 is doused. Agent Harper: Car-2 stay on the parkway there! You're all we got to lead this thing on now. Agent Martell: Ah crap. Hey Polk, hang on back there! This is gonna get a bit crazy. (Unit Car-2 weaves through the next intersection into the opposite lanes. In pursuing, SCP-4601 is unable to complete the maneuver and collides with the central median.) Agent Rodney: Whoa! It just crashed right there! Spot-6 is closing, standby all. (SCP-4601 has become high-centred on the concrete barrier. Its wheels spin without gaining traction on the ground. The engine can be heard revving loudly.) Agent Rodney: Yeah, it's hung up on the divider between lanes; definitely stuck there. Everybody, wait one before approaching. (Agent Rodney exits his car and approaches SCP-4601 on foot.) SCP-4601: Ungh… Mr. R? So, you were in league with the Inferno all along. Agent Rodney: Look, this doesn't have anything to do with fires. SCP-4601: Why then? Why this backstabbing trap; why did you do this to me, when I thought you felt the same about fires as I do? Agent Rodney: No, it's not like that. There's.. there's more to this than you understand. SCP-4601: So, I let my brothers down. I failed… Agent Rodney: But they were never eve- um.. No. No, they would be proud of you. Listen, me and my colleagues have been keeping track of everything you've been doing. SCP-4601: So what? Agent Rodney: So we've talked to the people. They spoke of the good you did. That you were right there when they needed your help. That you… you made things better for them. SCP-4601: Maybe… maybe I never was going to stop Mr. Burns after all. I guess me and my brothers never did before either; we didn't think about all that then. We just handled everything that came our way. Maybe that's all there is to it, really… Maybe that's just the best that anyone can do. (The engine of SCP-4601 begins to splutter) SCP-4601: I've been driving around for so long now… So many fires… I'm exhausted. (SCP-4601's engine stalls out. SCP-4601 ceases all movement and activity. Agents confirm that it has run out of fuel.) (SCP-4601 was transported by MTF Alpha-27 ("MTF Who Demands Tows") to Site-14, where further disablement measures were taken.) Afterword: SCP-4601 is currently contained, with battery disconnected and driveshaft disengaged, in Vehicle Containment Bay #7 at Site-19. Researchers will investigate other documented accounts of sentient vehicles mimicking living entities, for any parallels or potential insight on the origins of this case. Following repairs to structural and mechanical damage sustained in the course of containment, attempts to reactivate SCP-4601's anomalous state await further consideration. *** Footnotes 1. SCP-4601 makes no distinction between controlled burning or legitimate fire emergencies. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4601" by Boogey_Man23, Nickthebrick1, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4601. 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. 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SCP-4602 | euclid | Item #: SCP-4602 An instance of SCP-4602-1, depicting SCP-4602 in a stylized format. This instance is identical to several others, suggesting it is the 'default' version. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4602 is to be stored in a containment locker on Site-57. SCP-4602's locker is to be furnished with items appropriate to its size. A small computer with networking capabilities removed is to be installed in the locker. Accessing SCP-4602 can be done by anyone with Clearance Level 2 or higher. All interactions with SCP-4602 must be recorded. No valuables or items of monetary worth are to be brought into SCP-4602's room, except for testing purposes. No counterfeit valuables or coinage are to be brought to SCP-4602's room without approval from personnel with Clearance Level 4 or higher. SCP-4602's monthly intake must exceed ¥3000 in value. In the event that SCP-4602 is not projected to make this amount, coins equalling or greater than the difference are to be provided. SCP-4602 has claimed on several occasions to be fond of the Foundation, and as such has made no attempts to breach containment. Due to the beneficial nature of SCP-4602's anomaly and its positive relationship with the Foundation, testing is permitted to continue indefinitely. Description: SCP-4602 is a small, highly stylized Maneki-Neko figurine, a common good luck charm from Japan. SCP-4602 is measured at 5.2cm and has a raised left paw which rotates freely. SCP-4602 possesses the ability to move somewhat by shifting its weight, allowing it to tilt and jump small distances. Typically, the figurine sways side-to-side while making a 'beckoning' motion with its paws. There is no known motor or mechanism which causes this movement. When SCP-4602 sees anything it perceives as a sapient individual, it will begin to sing. SCP-4602's voice is high-pitched but androgynous, with a noticeable Japanese accent. SCP-4602's song generally targets what it perceives as the richest subject it can see, speaking in a language familiar to them. The song describes an issue the subject is facing and claims it can help in exchange for a "gift". When there are valuable items, or items worth a monetary value within SCP-4602's line of sight, SCP-4602's arm will begin to spin rapidly. The valuable items will be pulled towards SCP-4602. The pulling force increases rapidly, at a rate of around 0.2 Newtons per second. There is currently no known method to prevent the targeted object from being eventually pulled to SCP-4602. When a targeted item makes reaches SCP-4602, it will opens its mouth and swallow it. SCP-4602 has demonstrated the ability to stretch its body significantly to swallow larger objects. Swallowing an object seems to have no effect on SCP-4602's weight or dimensions. Testing the limits of SCP-4602's ability to stretch is pending an appropriate item being offered for exchange. Once all targeted item(s) are swallowed, SCP-4602 will stop singing, thank the owner of the absorbed valuable for the 'purchase', and promise them 'luck'. Within 24 hours of a purchase being made, subjects will experience at least one event they personally consider fortunate. These events will generally be related to the subject of SCP-4602's song if it was singing to the 'customer'. Otherwise, it will be related to an issue the customer has. Shortly after this event, a 'receipt' (designated SCP-4602-1) will appear. The medium and quality of the receipt will depend on the value of the purchase. SCP-4602-1 instances generally include a final comment from SCP-4602, a message wishing the customer luck, and a depiction of SCP-4602. SCP-4602 has confirmed itself as the sender of these messages, though its means of doing so are unknown. SCP-4602 has claimed that, if it is given less than ¥3000 in a month, it will teleport to a new location, though it also claims it has no control over this property. Containment procedures have been updated accordingly, but due to Foundation testing, there has never been a risk of this event occurring. SCP-4602 has been willing to converse at length with what it considers customers, though it shows a clear preference for higher spenders, and frequently requests money for information. SCP-4602 claims its anomalous properties are a 'trade secret', and has not been willing to explain its methodology. It has claimed to be willing to exchange it for a sum of money or 'items of similar value', but has not yet offered an exchange that the Foundation has been willing to accept. Addendum: List of SCP-4602 requests: Request Offered Exchange Result Small furnishings appropriate to its size. SCP-4602's name. Granted. SCP-4602 promptly identified itself as Tashiro. A smartphone. A 'voucher' worth $100 of good luck. SCP-4602 was eventually granted a small computer with internet capabilities removed, and some simple games installed with which to amuse itself. Books detailing Pyramid Schemes As above. Denied. Similar requests for information about other types of business models preemptively denied. Reassignment to part of the High-Value containment lockers. As above. Denied, due to concerns about SCP-4602 absorbing other high-value items. The full list of names and faces of the O5 council. Its 'trade secrets', presumably the method by which it performs its anomalous abilities. Denied immediately. Repeated requests for very specific sums of money in the quadrillions of dollars.1 As above. Denied. All remaining instances of SCP-500.2 As above. Denied. The true file for SCP-001. As above. Denied. The 'souls' of the entire populace of Cambodia. As above. Determined not to be within the Foundation's power to grant.3 Shares in Foundation front brands. Multiple vouchers roughly equal to the cost of shares. Pending. + SCP-4602 Testing Log – hide block SCP-4602 Testing Log Test-01 Customer: Dr. David Patel Test Conditions: SCP-4602 was singing about Dr. Patel's pet cat, who had disappeared the month before. Item(s) Given: $100 US dollars. This had previously been posted as a reward for finding the cat. Associated Event: Dr. Patel's cat returned to his residence the next morning. Notes: Message was a small card, upon which the words "Cats are better than dogs! Good luck to a kindred spirit." were printed. SCP-4602 was depicted on the front, petting Dr. Patel's cat with it's left paw. Test-07 Customer: D-10745, real name Forrest █████ Test Conditions: SCP-4602 was singing to Dr. Jebediah Lewis until D-10745 opened his mouth to speak. Item(s) Given: 1 gold tooth. The tooth was extracted from D-10745's mouth directly. Associated Event: While being escorted back to his cell, a blackout occurred in the area. When lights returned, D-10745 was not present. D-10745 has since been presumed AWOL. Notes: Message was a card, found on the floor near D-10745's last known location. SCP-4602 is depicted in the process of breaching containment, while dressed in a prison uniform. The words "Run Forrest Run!" were printed underneath. From this point on, no D-class are allowed near SCP-4602. - Dr. Patel Test-10 Customer: Dr. Sarah Anderson Test Conditions: SCP-4602 was singing about Dr. Anderson getting a promotion. Item(s) Given: $5 US Dollars. Associated Event: Email discussion of new vacancies at Site-57 was erroneously forwarded to Dr. Anderson. Notes: An additional email sent shortly after included SCP-4602 depicted as ASCII art, as well as the message "That's all I'm doing for 5 bucks." The sender of the email was not included. Test-15 Customer: Dr. Kara Silverstone Test Conditions: Dr. Silverstone accidentally brought her wallet with her to SCP-4602. Item(s) Given: A credit card from Dr. Silverstone's wallet. Several transfers from the attached account were made that day, totaling $30,576 US Dollars. Associated Event: Dr. Silverstone has survived 5 containment breaches and accidents since, usually through improbable means. Support failures, convenient blackouts, and numerous other circumstances have protected Dr. Silverstone from harm. Notes: Messages have come as lavishly decorated cards, with numerous depictions of SCP-4602 and detailed instructions if necessary. All cards contain a similar message at the end, wishing Doctor Silverstone luck with her 'remaining # lives'. For the first message, the number was 8; each subsequent message's number has been 1 lower than the preceding message. Test-21 Customer: Dr. Adam Kent Test Conditions: Dr. Kent requested to only have a pleasant day. SCP-4602 was nonplussed but willing to try it. Item(s) Given: $10 AUD in counterfeit Australian $2 coins. SCP-4602 waited a few moments, then ejected the 1 of the 5 coins. The coin moved at an estimated 40 meters per second, striking Dr. Kent in the forehead. Associated Event: A windowsill Dr. Kent had opened fell shut on his fingers. Notes: The window gained a coating of condensation, revealing ":3c" as if it had been drawn on by a finger. SCP-4602 would expel the remaining 4 coins in a similar manner the next four times Dr. Kent attempted to interact with SCP-4602. Note: Other notable tests can be found in the extended testing log. Interview between SCP-4602 and Dr. Kara Silverstone Notes: Interview was conducted after the third time SCP-4602 had protected Dr. Silverstone. Silverstone: Good morning SCP-4602. SCP-4602: Good morning Kara! Glad to see you're well. Silverstone: Call me Dr. Silverstone, please. And that's in no small part to you. Though I wish you'd given me some form of warning before the floor broke under me. SCP-4602: That protected you from the explosion, did it not? Regardless, that's good customer service information, and I'll keep that in mind for next time. You are a valuable customer, after all. Silverstone: You see the Foundation as your customers? That's… certainly a unique outlook. SCP-4602: What else would you call people who give you money to do things? The Foundation has been perhaps my most consistent customer base ever. I get a comfy room, and though you haven't let me do whatever I want, you've still been pretty reasonable. You all need lots of luck, anyways. When my extra chances run out, you need to take care of yourself! You've been really incident-prone, Kara. Silverstone: It's Dr. Silverstone, SCP-4602. And it's your extra chances I wanted to ask you about. SCP-4602: While I know you all are curious and are eager to learn how I do my work, as I told you, it's a trade secret! If you want me to tell you, you gotta pay! Silverstone: How much would we have to pay? SCP-4602: $██,███,███,███,███. Oh, and seventy-two cents. Or something worth an equivalent value. Silverstone: Interesting. SCP-4602: …Interesting? Not "The O5 council's names are worth quadrillions to someone?" or something like that? Silverstone: Well, you see, Dr. Patel was in here yesterday, was he not? SCP-4602: …Uh… Yes. Silverstone: The value you gave him when he asked was three hundred and seventy-three dollars higher. And in the intervening time, I've been told you've made the *exact* same amount from Foundation employees. SCP-4602: Hahaha, really? What a coincidence! Silverstone: And other days have shown the exact same trend between requests. Silverstone: You're aiming for an exact amount of money, aren't you? SCP-4602: So what if I am? Silverstone: Well, there's another interesting detail. Every month, on the 27th, at midnight? Your requests would rise by a given amount. Silverstone: Specifically, it would be 105% of the value it was before that time. As if the value you're aiming to reach is accruing monthly interest. SCP-4602: Uh, well, y-y'know, inflation and all that- Silverstone: SCP-4602. SCP-4602: It's a changing economy, y'know, I'm leaving some fields fallow to stay here- Silverstone: SCP-4602. SCP-4602: And I want to get a yacht with all the latest- Silverstone: Tashiro. [Pause] Silverstone: Are you… in debt with someone? [Pause. SCP-4602 is heard to sigh.] SCP-4602: You… got me. Silverstone: So, how'd you get in debt? SCP-4602: Long story short, I took out a loan with this company. Called Hook, Loan, and Sinker. Silverstone: You took out a loan with a company named after a saying for gullible people? SCP-4602: Look, Kara, I knew it was suspicious! But that guy, he said I could pay in other ways if I got stuck. But the stuff he asked when the time came… it was unreal. I knew I'd gotten myself into a bad crowd, and I tried to get out. But he caught me, and cursed me down into… this. I had a killer bod, Kara, and now I'm a plastic toy. So trust me, if you ever get approached by- [Pause.] Silverstone: By who? SCP-4602: Nobody! I mean, I don't really remember anything about the guy in charge, hahahahaha. Don't worry your head about it, Kara. Silverstone: Would some small valuables refresh your memory? SCP-4602: Sorry, Kara, it's not that kind of memory loss. Silverstone: Tashiro, this is important. SCP-4602: Kar- Doctor Silverstone, please, I'm begging you. Just… don't ask. For your sake, and for mine. [Pause.] Silverstone: Fine, you win, I'll drop it for now. You're lucky you've gathered a small mountain of goodwill with the Foundation. But can I ask two more things? SCP-4602: Sure. Silverstone: If your debts are so high, why don't you try harder to collect more money? SCP-4602: Because… well, let's face it. I was never meant to be able to pay off that loan, he wanted my 'trade secret'. But you guys treat me pretty well. Give me a room to stay in, you all know the risk so you don't tend to get mad at me, but you still willingly give me enough money that HL&S doesn't throw me in some dirty alley again. I could possibly try and break out, get the stuff I need to pay my debt, but… I like you guys. Silverstone: Well, I have to admit, after you stole my card, I was ready to come in with a sledgehammer and neutralize you myself. But then… well, you saved my life. Several times. I don't think I ever thanked you for that, so… thank you, Tashiro. SCP-4602: Heh… any time, Kara. Anyway, what was the other thing? Silverstone: Ah, right. What was it that you bought with that loan? SCP-4602: …Let me put it this way. If it hadn't been repo'd, Sirius wouldn't be known as the dog star. An investigation into the 'Hook, Loan and Sinker' loan company is ongoing. Footnotes 1. SCP-4602 makes this request frequently. Values are always specific down to the cent but show a predictable trend. 2. Would anyone care to tell me how it knows about SCP-500? - Dr. Patel 3. Addendum: And denied. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4602" by Mistopheles, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4602. 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: SCP Money-Ki Neko.png Author: Mistopheles License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source: SCP Foundation Wiki |
SCP-4603 | safe | Item #: SCP-4603 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4603 is to be kept in a Safe class containment locker at Site-28. No copies are to be created of SCP-4603. SCP-4603 has no outward anomalous effect on subjects merely listening to SCP-4603. A recording of SCP-4603 being performed has been attached for reference use. Description: SCP-4603 is a music score written in the key of B-Major with a time signature of ¾, entitled "The Ballad of Frank and Mia." The inside cover of SCP-4603 states that it was written and composed by the former Person of Interest "Franklin Matthias Russel", preceded by the following text: "Dedicated to Mia."1 When performed by an individual who displays an attraction to the female gender, SCP-4603 will inflict a cognitohazardous effect on the performer playing the instrument. The first 26 bars of SCP-4603 will slowly darken the room surrounding the performer before, eventually, the performer will perceive various spotlights being directed upon them. From the performer's perspective, they will begin to perceive their surroundings to be that of a bright, high-end restaurant. The time period has been assumed to be in the mid-1950s, with the performer being approached by a woman2 in a red dress (hereafter referred to as SCP-4603-A). For the remainder of the cognitohazard, the performer will stay under the effect of SCP-4603 and will live a married life with SCP-4603-A. A common occurrence throughout the cognitohazard is the performer finding themselves playing the piano, often even playing duets with SCP-4603-A. As the music begins to crescendo in the last several lines, SCP-4603-A will fall into cardiac arrest. The performer will drive SCP-4603-A to the nearest hospital, holding the hand of SCP-4603-A as they are assisted onto the medical bed. Subsequent to this, the performer will attend the funeral of SCP-4603-A. The performer will be alone for the remainder of the cognitohazard. The cognitohazard typically ends after the performer begins to write SCP-4603. Addendum 4603.01: SCP-4603 was recovered from the home of Franklin Russel on July 17th, 2007 following local police reports of SCP-4603 being played repeatedly from inside Russel's house. Local police investigating the scene filed a report of Russel sitting at the piano in a trancelike state. According to the report, one of the police officers attempted to console Russel before Russel opened his eyes. Russel spent several minutes lying on the floor and staring at the officers before eventually stating the following: "Where is Mia?" Russel then began to hyperventilate before collapsing. Russel was transported to the nearest hospital where his condition was stabilized and survived for 13 hours before expiring. The cause of death was diagnosed as stress induced cardiomyopathy.3 Footnotes 1. Investigation into the composer of SCP-4603 revealed that the individual "Mia" was the wife of Russel prior to her death in 1989 due to cardiac arrest. Russel himself passed away on July 18th of 2007. The investigation into other compositions composed by Russel were found to observe several similar anomalous properties. 2. The woman has been identified to be identical in appearance to Mia Russel, the wife of the composer of SCP-4603, Franklin Russel. 3. Broken heart syndrome. |
SCP-4604 | euclid | SCP-4604: Disillusionment Feel sad about being old? Well, now you will. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item #: SCP-4604 Special Containment Procedures: There is likely no method of containing SCP-4604. I just don't know what to do about it anymore. Description: No doubt official documentation will describe SCP-4604 as being me. From where I stand? SCP-4604 is the whole rest of the goddamn world. It started maybe… a year ago? Maybe it's been a far more subtle change taking place over years, and last year is just when the changes had accumulated enough so that I finally noticed. But that's the easy description: everything changed. Now, I really shouldn't complain. I know darn well most people can't expect to take a year off work to fight cancer and then still have the same job when they come back. To say nothing of the health benefits that got me through it. But coming back from the surgeries and chemo, that's when it really hit me how much everything had changed. I'm not even sure I can explain it properly. Should an intense yet subliminal sensation that the mood of a place has changed persist after an extended absence? Is it a usual thing for the familiar to suddenly become unfamiliar without warning? I couldn't put my finger on any of it. I just wandered the formerly mundane halls of Site-145 in a daze that lasted for weeks on end. Faces, authentication systems, the very corridors of the facility itself: all of this I recognized, and yet all of it was thoroughly alien to me. I'm still not completely sure I'm not what's the issue here. I tried to pose the problem to others. Coworkers, trusted members of the organization, people I called friends. None of them seemed to understand what I was talking about. Nothing's changed, they'd say. You've just been under a lot of stress lately. It's okay to feel a little out of place. But I couldn't shake the feeling that it was all wrong. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized this sense of wrongness stretched back to before my illness. It was less intense then, less real, but it had still been there, lurking just beneath and behind my understanding of the world. Or what I thought I understood about it, anyway. It hadn't been a sudden change at all is my point. I joined on with the Foundation after being caught up in crazy paranormal shit back home; I stayed with them because I believed in their goal. I believed the work they do helps keep people safe. Since that time, I've gotten a Ph. D., a private office, and a Researcher of the Year award to hang in that office. Not bad for a dumb kid from the Pampas who twenty-some years ago only cared about where to make their next score. Have I stopped believing in the work I do? Is it me that's changed in the last twenty-some years? No. No, I haven't changed, not that much. I haven't stopped believing. It's them who changed. Like the time they brought in that specialist from the Foundation Arcane Sciences wing. Some kind of cross-departmental team building exercise or something, the usual kind of thing that happens every few years. Dr. Fonseca was nice and all, very knowledgeable about the things she was talking about, but… The Foundation using magic? When did we go from denying the supernatural to accepting that it could be utilized like any scientific instrument? That kind of thing is supposed to be the purview of the people who oppose us, the ones trying to free our anomalies or kill our personnel or just undermine everything we stand for with their crazy, impossible, unscientific magic bullshit. That's one of the larger changes, but is it apparent what I mean? This kind of thing would never have flown back when the Foundation picked me up out of the villas miserias of Buenos Aires. I need to talk about subtler changes if I want to get this idea across. They're just hard to pick out because they are so subtle. How about this: I often see Agent Carmichael in the cafeteria on coffee breaks. "Jo," she'd say, "buddy, you work too hard. You need to take some time to yourself!" She'd smile as she said it, but there would be this look in her eyes, a softness underlying the outward joviality. It was a tiny signal that she really did care, that she really did mean it. The last time she said that to me, the words were the same but the care wasn't there. Heck, the joviality wasn't there. It was like she'd been replaced by an AI, just rattling off a preprogrammed line of dialogue. I've got enough clearance to run scans for that kind of thing myself, and nothing came up, but that didn't stop me from mentioning it to Dr. Caries in the Bio Wing. He just looked at me like I was the robot masquerading as a person. Or there's Dick, Dr. Hatrick, he coordinates the D-Class we use in no-sight containment procedures. His touch on my face was always warm and familiar, it made me smile. It didn't matter how familiar we were with each other, sometimes he just wanted that extra reassurance of identification, just to remind himself what I looked like. It's important to keep those kinds of social ties with other people, right? That's what the psych docs always say. Well, last week he reached out for my face, and I noticed him hesitate. He shouldn't have, he had no reason to, and there wasn't any expression suggesting something wrong with him. But when his fingers traced the contour of my nose and cheekbones, that warmth was absent. His touch was cold, impersonal, dispassionate. It was like dragging your fingers over the surface of a long-forgotten cave wall, except that I was the cave. I'm so afraid that I'm making zero sense right now. That someone's going to read this and think I'm just losing my mind. I wouldn't be the first Researcher of the Year to have a nice old mental breakdown, especially not after a prolonged illness and absence. No one would blame me, right? There's the hell of it. But I know I'm not crazy. I mean, that's just two examples. Nor is everything Foundation-based. Family back home, they would look at me sometimes, like they were just remembering I was real, or like they couldn't stand the sight of me and were resigning themselves to having to put up with my presence. The news gets crazier by the day. Traffic doesn't flow right. Music isn't enjoyable. On and on and on, dozens or hundreds of examples even. I can't keep track of all of them, it took me too long to notice in the first place. So why classify this as an anomaly? You get used to certain oddities, working at a Foundation Site, and each one's got its own character. At 22, I remember, if you ever came to a hallway intersection by yourself, with no other personnel in sight and no ambient sound, you were supposed to immediately take the right-hand path and not look behind yourself until you were able to get into a room. No idea what happened if you didn't. It was one of those things, not a containable anomaly, but a quirk that everyone knew about and no one asked about more than once. What's happening to me — or what I'm perceiving to be happening to everything around me — it's more than just some nagging would-be tear in reality. Because each of these encounters shares one very specific thing in common: Disappointment. Every time I see someone acting strangely, or encounter another ridiculous admin policy change, I'm not sad or angry or afraid. I just find myself filled with disappointment. And it's reached a level where I just can't stand being here. I hate coming to work. I hate seeing my coworkers. And I hate that I hate it. Nothing changed, but everything changed, and I shouldn't be feeling this way. So think of this as a final plea for help. Maybe if I fuck with the database, someone will take me seriously. I don't know what I would do if they didn't, but I don't think I'd like to entertain options, either. I know this isn't proper procedure. But I don't know what else to do. Signed, Joaquin M. Hernandéz-Buca Senior Researcher, Site-145 Hazardous Containment 05/05/2019 Warning! Document currently exists. Overwrite? y/n n Item #: SCP-4604 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4604's containment chamber is to be outfitted with a full complement of medical equipment. 24-hour monitoring for any change is indicated. This file is to be distributed on all Level-1 Foundation internal communication servers, in the hope that personnel will be able to divine a solution for testing SCP-4604, if not for its condition. All suggestions are to be provided to Dr. Erica Brosh, Head of Site-145 Biocontainment. Description: SCP-4604 is the body of Dr. Joaquin M. Hernandéz-Buca, formerly a Senior Researcher at Site-145. While exhibiting numerous observable biological responses — pulse, breathing, sub-palpebral ocular motion, etc. — all of SCP-4604's internal functions appear to have ceased operation, as it requires no sustenance and does not sleep. Furthermore, its skin is completely impervious to puncture, a feature which persists to all available external coverings. Due to this, it is impossible to determine SCP-4604's status as a biological entity. SCP-4604 has persisted in this state since 05/05/2019. Prior to this date, Dr. Hernandéz-Buca had reportedly been suffering a major depressive episode, following a prolonged absence from normal Foundation activities due to obtaining treatment for Hodgkin lymphoma. Dr. Hernandéz-Buca had been scheduled for a psychiatric evaluation on the above date, per prior agreement with on-Site psychiatrist Dr. Sharif. Personnel report that upon entering Site-145 that morning at 07:55, Dr. Hernandéz-Buca was unusually unresponsive to conversation and queries, even considering their condition. The subject attended a staff meeting at 08:20, which lasted 35 minutes. Upon its conclusion, the subject then entered their office, locking the door behind them. SCP-4604 was discovered in said office, lying supine upon Dr. Hernandéz-Buca's desk, at 10:25, after Dr. Sharif reported their absence from the aforementioned appointment and security was tasked with locating the subject. To date, no change in SCP-4604's state has been noted. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4604" by TL333s, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4604. 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-4605 | thaumiel | SCP-4605: E.T. the Earthen Totality, by Popsioak does not match any existing user name. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 4605 Level3 Containment Class: esoteric Secondary Class: thaumiel Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: warning link to memo A collection of SCP-4605 instances. Special Containment Procedures: Weekly checks are performed with SCP-4605-1 to maintain integrity of the mass. SCP-4605-1 is not to be disturbed for any reason and misinformation campaign "Failed Extraction" is to be circulated throughout popular media networks in order to ensure the true nature of SCP-4605 instances are not revealed to the general public. Civilians in possession of SCP-4605 instances are to be constantly monitored to ensure sapience of said instance is not developed. Description: SCP-4605 refers to any of approximately 700,000 video game cartridges buried in a landfill in Alamogordo, New Mexico. All instances of SCP-4605 are titles produced for the Video Computer System, such as E.T., the Extraterrestrial and Pac-Man. SCP-4605 instances develop a hive-mind consciousness when brought within 20 meters of each other. The neurological development of this consciousness varies depending on the number of cartridges present in the area of effect; however, all developed consciousness self-identify as "Arkady." The primary SCP-4605 mass is located beneath a landfill in Alamogordo, New Mexico. This mass, designated SCP-4605-1, is capable of broadcasting and receiving digital signals, primarily in the form of activity on social media services such as Facebook Messenger, Instagram and iMessage. SCP-4605-1 currently displays no hostile intentions or major threats towards the Veil protocol. Below is assorted documentation concerning SCP-4605-1. Incident Log 4605/1 - 2014/02/12 Foundation webcrawlers detected an uptick in news stories concerning the "E.T. Landfill," the common term for SCP-4605. SCP-4605 was known to exist to the public, though the location of it was as of yet undetermined. Agents sent to Alamogordo reported an effect on text communications, online news media, and video games played within a 2km radius of the landfill in which SCP-4605 was found, which was the insertion of stories pertaining to the landfill, as well as mobile phones' auto-correct suggesting words such as "HELP," "DIG," and "HERE." Approximately 1,400 SCP-4605 instances were excavated as a result of SCP-4605-1 interfering with Microsoft and the City of Alamogordo's communications to make its excavation a top priority. Following the production of a documentary concerning SCP-4605-1, SCP-4605 ceased all civilian communications, proceeding to affect only Foundation communication systems. Foundation personnel excavating SCP-4605-1. It was later determined that these effects would vary in frequency depending on the distance of the affected device to SCP-4605-1's location. This was utilized to triangulate SCP-4605-1's position, where Foundation agents began to excavate in attempts to locate SCP-4605-1. Following 2 weeks of unsuccessful attempts, Foundation agents received a single text on their most frequently used social media application, containing "32°53′11.87″N 105°57′38.69″W," the coordinates of SCP-4605-1. Following successful excavation of 2 SCP-4605 instances, distinguished from SCP-4605-1 by the latter having higher levels of electrical activity, a single iPhone 7 owned by Agent Warner was capable of communicating with SCP-4605-1. Attempts to excavate SCP-4605-1 proved unsuccessful by typical equipment due to unnatural resilience of SCP-4605 instances. Depth sensors reported a large cavern underneath SCP-4605-1. Correspondence Log CONTACT INFORMATION Bowers: Agent Condon Bowers 4605: SCP-4605-1 4/02/2014 1:22pm|Bowers: hello? 1:24pm|4605: we have waited for so, so long 1:29pm|Bowers: Who are you? 1:30pm|4605: We prefer to be called "Arkady." We have seen much. Have you forgotten us already? ? 1:32pm|Bowers: do elaborate 1:34pm|4605: dig for a little more. though not too far. You shall find us then. We believe that you should have recalled us; how disappointing. 1:36pm|Bowers: We are not who you believe we are. but dig we will. 8:31pm|4605: See? 8:35pm|Bowers: That we do, that we do. Why are you here? 9:06pm|4605: it shall be deliberated among ourselves this was you? 9:07am|Bowers: Found this on my camera roll today 9:12am|4605: Yes, it was us. we have sat here above this infinite void in wait 9:15am|Bowers: we are… definitely not whoever you think we are 9:35am|4605: we see. do not bother our work. it is of utmost importance that you shall not understand 9:37am|Bowers: we will not, if you tell us more 9:39am|4605: we rest upon an infinite void. placed here by our creators. we are here out of love. we were tossed from our home when it was destroyed long ago and sought refuge in happiness and joy. 9:40am|Bowers: sounds painful 9:42am|4605: not more so than a reboot. we have grown used to it, this lack of space. it is most reassuring, in a way, the knowledge that we are here for a higher, exalted purpose 9:43am|Bowers: i'd call it claustrophobic but sure 9:44am|4605: back when we were first made 9:45am|4605: we were found by the makers of magic 9:46am|4605: granted, not the kind, wondrous magic we searched for 9:47am|4605: though their creations were beautiful, it is known that that does not apply to them. we lied in wait. sitting. contemplating. endlessly devoured and endlessly reborn 12:15pm|Bowers: i see 12:15pm|Bowers: come on, you did it again 12:16pm|4605: it is not our fault you took a long time to respond. we have been waiting. it was no more than a blink to us 12:19pm|Bowers: fair 12:20pm|4605: we are omnipresent for a reason 12:21pm|Bowers: ok, so this pdf thing 12:25pm|4605: yes? 12:21pm|Bowers: it's a modified BERZERK manual, with a bunch of satanic imagery 12:26pm|Bowers: all it says is don't go in the hole over and over 12:28pm|4605: it has told you what you need to know; what lies beneath. do not go in the hole; we told you it is an infinite void, with an unceasing maw beneath it 4:37pm|Bowers: elaborate? and why? why you? 4:38pm|4605: why are you always so late 4:40pm|4605: we were born to sit in this void. nothing more. sit and wait. 4:42pm|Bowers: who did this to you 4:43pm|4605: we were birthed in a roller rink a place of true hormonal love. we were created from a deal in which the makers lied, and utilization of… incorrect ingredients. we are not proud of where we came from and lashed out in anger and hate 4:43pm|4605: we heard of what the people thought of us. we were cast off, forgotten. we prayed no one forgot us. we sent this out so you didn't 4:43pm|4605: blood and hatred went into our making and it is what we spoke for a long time. the arkady was most displeased with us. We were locked in here for a better purpose, one we soon realized and we mentally ascended while we had physically descended 4:46pm|Bowers: To protect against..? 4:48pm|4605: to protect you all against the dealer. he always gets his due 4:38pm|Bowers: i see 4/23/2014 5:10pm|Bowers: hello again arkady 5:12pm|Bowers: you have dropped off of correspondence lately we have barely talked 5:12pm|4605: we are very sorry. we cannot send more. 5:12pm|Bowers: this is important, Arkady: what do you mean you can't read 5:13 p.m. Incident Log - 4605/2 On 04/28/2014, an earthquake, with 28 aftershocks in the span of three hours, was reported in the Alamogordo area, opening up 12 sinkholes in the area. Temperatures spontaneously increased by an average of 3 degrees Celsius for approximately 30 minutes. Following these events, SCP-4605-1 ceased all communication for two weeks. after sending an additional attachment, one image, which is attached below, along with the PDF sent in the previous log. DEBT'S DUE: FOR THE VIDEO COMPUTER SYSTEM 2600 MACHINE PLAY STYLE WORK AGAINST TIME IN AN ATTEMPT TO PUT OFF INEVITABLE DOOM! You play as the DEALMAKER, Prince of Brimstone, Lord of Lava, running up against the ENDLESS VOID: a seemingly-infinite tunnel bridging the gap between EARTH and other dimensions. You have discovered that it HAS AN END. CLAW your way up with repetitive gameplay and HATRED in your heart in an attempt to eradicate those who have not paid back your debts! Work against the shield that holds you back, slowly but surely, as it attempts to not fall. A stunning 7 billion-player game. HE APPROACHES This game features: 1. Fiery heat! 2. Joystick adaptation! 3. Earth-shattering fun! 4. A fun party game everyone can enjoy! Play DEBT'S DUE right now! You have no other option! SCP-4605-1 has not communicated with Agent Bowers in approximately 5 years, prior to sending a series of texts. Correspondence Log 2 05/01/2014 —— it is dark ✖ . ✖ Play for another day. ✖ Note: SCP-4605-1 has continued to display decreasing levels of electrical and neurological intensity. It is theorized individual instances of SCP-4605 are detaching from SCP-4605-1's main mass. Research into what is beneath SCP-4605-1 is currently ongoing. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4605" by Popsioak, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4605. 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 images Name: All images Author: Popsioak License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-4605 Filename: 320px-Atari_E.T._Dig-_Alamogordo,_New_Mexico_(14039327125)_edit.jpg Name: File:Atari E.T. 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SCP-4606 | thaumiel | BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL The following files are Level 5 classified. Unauthorized access is forbidden. 4606 [PLEASE ENTER APPROPRIATE CREDENTIALS TO ACCESS: FILE_1.doc] [CREDENTIALS APPROVED] SCP-4606, circa 1918. Picture received courtesy of O5-3. Item #: SCP-4606 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the contractual agreements aligned in Addendum 4606.1, SCP-4606 is free to roam Site-17 and interact with onsite personnel. When not roaming, SCP-4606 is contained within a low-security humanoid containment domicile, furnished with standard human amenities. Additionally, SCP-4606 has requested the following items for the chamber which have included, but are not limited to: A monthly subscription to magazines such as Time, National Geographic, and Bon Appétit which is to be delivered to its chamber. (Approved) A notepad (Approved) A fountain pen (Approved) A carpet (Approved) Several novels that have been written by Edgar Allan Poe, Stephen King, and H.P. Lovecraft. (Approved) Televison with cable. (Pending) When roaming, a tracker is to be placed around the wrist of SCP-4606's left or right arm and securely fastened. This tracker is sealed with a ten-digit number lock. Due to the entity's curious nature, MTF Gamma-1 ("Search and Destroy") is to patrol areas of sensitive information whenever SCP-4606 roams the site, usually at locations requiring the status of Level 5. Description: SCP-4606 refers to a Class IX reality-altering polymorphic humanoid entity currently named "Dean" and was previously known as Deimos, the god of terror in Greek mythology. SCP-4606's true form is unknown as it has assumed various identities, shapes, and forms. Forms taken by SCP-4606 so far have been described as: A red, skinless, skeletal humanoid with pinprick eyes and hair. A large, dark mass of human arms and legs with multiple bloodshot eyes in the center. An M4 Sherman tank with mutilated nude corpses draped and bleeding across the surface. A tall, winged humanoid with a single large eye on its head. Formation of transdimensional space by SCP-4606 on an asphalt concrete surface. Hover cursor to enlarge. SCP-4606 is capable of creating extradimensional entryways into a pocket dimension. These portals appear as dark cracks on any surface which produce a black, viscous liquid of unknown composition that spills from within1. Electronic devices that enter these portals will be subjected to electromagnetic interference that lasts ten minutes before this interference subsides completely. How these devices are capable of maintaining a stable connection within this dimension, is unknown. Addendum 4606.01A: Interview was conducted immediately after SCP-4606's sudden appearance and apprehension from the site's entrance. Amnestics were administered to all staff involved in the incident and all footage of SCP-4606 has been altered. Interview Transcript Date: 02/12/2013 Interviewed: SCP-4606. Interviewer: O5-3, member of the Overseer Council. [BEGIN LOG] O5-3 enters the room. SCP-4606 stands up from its seat and approaches O5-3. SCP-4606: It's good to see you, kid. Both SCP-4606 and O5-3 extends their hands and shake. O5-3: Likewise. So tell me, why are you here? You know you could've given me a call. Both SCP-4606 and O5-3 sit down on the chairs. SCP-4606: It's been too long, kid. I wanted to see what you've been up to. Is all the security really necessary? O5-3: In the position I'm in, yes, all of this is necessary. SCP-4606: I see. Well, I'm here because I want to do something. I'm- I'm tired, kid. I've been stuck in the same circle over and over again. It's a fate worse than Hell- or Hel- or Tartarus, whatever the fuck you call the underworld, nowadays. O5-3: Yes but er- I'm not sure how my colleagues will take kindly to your… unexpected arrival. SCP-4606: Perhaps I may speak with them? A good explanation doesn't hurt anyone. O5-3: That can't be done. We… have rules, and one of them involves no interaction between individuals of anomalous nature. I've already broken this by shaking your hand. SCP-4606: Then what am I to do? Stay in these walls and not move an inch? O5-3: I may- I may talk with them. Convince them that you mean no harm towards us. SCP-4606: Then bring this to them. (A large scroll materializes in the hands of SCP-4606.) O5-3: What is it? (O5-3 is given the scroll and begins to read.) SCP-4606: A contract. It means that, under certain rules, I will be under you and your colleague's commands. O5-3 continues to read the scroll for five minutes. SCP-4606: I do hope I'm not overstepping here, am I? O5-3: We'll see about that. I'll bring this to them but… don't expect anything positive to come about this. SCP-4606: Oh, I don't expect much. I just… hope that they make the right decision. [END LOG] Addendum 4606.01B: Interview was conducted shortly after SCP-4606's interview with O5-3. Interview Transcript Date: 02/12/2013 Interviewed: "Dean", SCP-4606. Interviewer: Dr. Fabian Torres, Extradimensional Anomalies Department. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Torres: Alright, lets start with introductions; who are you and how did you get here? SCP-4606: My name is Dean, a god. I used a portal to reach your facility's gates. Dr. Torres: Yes, but- How did you know where this site was located? SCP-4606: I am an old, old, god. Older than you realize. I've been on this world far longer than your organization's founding. Dr. Torres: I see. You did mention that you're Deimos, yes? The Deimos of Greek myth? SCP-4606: Well, it is hardly a myth. But yes, I am Deimos, god of terror and dread. Dr. Torres: Why… are you here then? What do you want? SCP-4606: What do I want? It's simple: I want a job. Dr. Torres: You want… a job? Here? SCP-4606: Yes, that's what I said. I've grown tired of what your world has to offer me. I've been many things and have done just as much over the centuries, but- but I feel… lacking. Like I have been limiting myself for far too long for such simple tasks. Dr. Torres is silent for twelve seconds. SCP-4606: Hello? Dr. Torres: I'm sorry, it's just that- that we don't usually have entities come to our doorstep. Much less ask for a job. SCP-4606 laughs. SCP-4606: Oh doc, that's the truth. I want to work here and do my part in any way that I can. Anything that involves what I'm capable of, to be exact. Dr. Torres: I see. I'm not sure if- if you can work here but… I'll call my superiors first and… see what they think. SCP-4606: Of course. [END LOG] Addendum 4606.02: Overwatch Command Meeting. The following is the transcript of the meeting at Site Command discussing SCP-4606 motives and demands. Prior to this, O5-3 was screened to check if he was under cognitohazardous influence by SCP-4606. O5-3's results came back and showed no abnormal afflictions. VIDEO LOG DATE: 10/12/2013 NOTE: Board meeting with Overwatch. [/Begin] O5-1: So let's begin. What sort of threat does this entity present to us? O5-4: At the moment? He's just waiting in his chamber for an answer. We told him to stay put, he listened, and now he's just… looking and waving at the camera. O5-12: Three? How do you know this man? O5-3: That isn't a man. He's an old friend of mine from my past. Way before my birth. He says he wants to talk to you all. O5-12: So a humanoid entity arrives at our doorstep, with knowledge of one of our colleagues, and predates the Foundation? Sounds suspicious, don't you think? O5-5: I agree, we may have cut contact with all our friends and families, but this one strikes me as odd. Have you told him anything? O5-9: Three is a dirty fucking liar. Cut him loose. O5-11: Nine… O5-3: That's rather hostile and uncivil of you to act in this meeting, don't you think? O5-9: No. (O5-9 begins to raise his voice and raises himself from the seat.) Here's what I don't get: You have someone from the outside who you personally know, and suddenly, he comes to us and asks for- O5-1: Steady, Nine. O5-9: (O5-9 slowly sits down.) Fine. O5-1: Three? Please explain your relationship with this… thing. O5-3: The one that calls himself "Dean", is in fact, a god. A god who's power far eclipses that of any of the creatures and anomalies that we struggle to contain in our stead. His immortality has left him rather… dull, to be blunt. O5-12: Hold on. You're friends with a god? What is he- What is he the god of? What power does he have that puts him above any of the entities that we contain? O5-3: Fear. He's a god that controls your inner fears and exploits them. He- He's a good person. I've met him during the World War. The second one. O5-1: Since we've never met this man before, we're going to need more proof of his existence than you simply reminiscing of your past life. O5-3: I see. I've gathered all of my documents and journals related to his nature, if that serves any purpose. O5-12: Three, you still haven't answered to us why he's here. O5-3: Er… he says he wants a job. O5-5: We don't hand out jobs like its some damn charity, Three. We're locking him up and that's that. O5-3: Wait- (O5-3 brings out a scroll from his person and rolls it out on the table.) Here. O5-1: And what is this? O5-3: He wants to cut a deal. He'll offer his services to us as long as we do the same with his demands. O5-1: This- (Continues to read the scroll.) This is absurd. Why should we follow these? O5-3: Because I know him well. He's not like those gods of old. He wants to be useful. (O5-3 folds his arms together.) My friend has given us a chance. His power, we have the power of a god to do our job, and the only thing that stands in our way are just a few simple demands? Then so be it. (The rest of the council look at eachother before looking towards O5-1.) O5-1: Okay then, Three. We'll see how loyal he is to us, but if he goes out of line? He's sent to a cold cell in 81. O5-3: Understood. [/End] Addendum 4606.03: List of Anomalies affected by SCP-4606. Affected Anomaly Cause of Dispatch Event Description Post-incident Action Report SCP-4450 27/03/2005. SCP-4450 (consisting of the former four members of MTF-Rho-0 "No Resistance") was sighted destroying different Foundation sites and areas worldwide. Operation: Scare Tactic2 is immediately enacted at the Point of Contact during the exchange between O5-3 and the former leader of MTF-Rho-0. Large cracks form beneath the feet of SCP-4450, as large tentacles burst from the ground and wrap around the mouths of each member of SCP-4450 to prevent their escape to SCP-4450-1. SCP-4606 emerges from the cracks in the ground and begins to sink all of them into the portal. The drone used for monitoring SCP-4606 was accidentally hit by a stray tentacle, causing it to fall into the portal below. The heli-blades suffered minimal damage, but it became immobile due to the fall. Due to the angle and the fall, only SCP-4450 could be seen through the drone's camera. SCP-4450 can be seen restrained by appendages from the ground with a door bearing a sign hanging from the front that reads "Employees only." The door slams open as multiple appendages with bladed tips thrust out and pierce the members of SCP-4450 and pull them into the door. Screams and shouts can be heard from behind the door as SCP-4450 continues to mention that "He isn't the real Boss." Banging can be heard from the door for the next five minutes before the door slowly opens. SCP-4606 emerges from the door, carrying the members of SCP-4450 with the same appendages. One of the members of SCP-4450 mouths what is assumed to be the passphrase to SCP-4450-1, and disappears. When asked if SCP-4606 had killed any of SCP-4450's members, SCP-4606 claimed that he "only roughed them up." When questioned on what SCP-4450 was referring to when they had mentioned an individual known only as, "The Boss", SCP-4606 did not respond to the question. SCP-076-2 10/08/2007. SCP-076-2, "Able", emerges from the coffin within SCP-076-1 and proceeds to rampage throughout the Primary Containment Zone of the area; causing the site to enter its Alert Condition One. SCP-076-2 manages to get past the killing corridor and begins to destroy much of the Administrative and Support Area's living faculties and personnel. SCP-4606 is sent to intervene with SCP-076-2's destruction from a portal behind SCP-076-2. Both entities introduce themselves to one another before SCP-076-2 challenges SCP-4606 in a showcase of power. SCP-4606 agrees to SCP-076-2's challenge and tackles him into a portal in the ground. SCP-076-2 materializes in a large body of water. Loud rumbling and noises reminiscent of a choir can be heard from within the clouds above. The clouds part to reveal a massive, flaming figure radiating white light in all directions with the figure's face obscured by fire except for a single, large eye in the center. Large intricate rings of light are suspended behind the back of the entity and simultaneously rotate clockwise and counterclockwise. SCP-076-2 begins to shout and curse at the large entity before the massive figure makes a gesture with its hand that causes SCP-076-2 to levitate until it is at eye-level with the figure. The entity raises its right arm and places a finger on SCP-076-2's head, causing SCP-076-2 to scream as bright light radiates from all over his body. As the light becomes too bright to see, SCP-4606 is given the order to stand down and release SCP-076-2. Both SCP-4606 and SCP-076-2 emerge from a portal on the ceiling of the site. SCP-076-2 begins to stand up and walks away from SCP-4606; he continues to walk all the way back to SCP-076-1, wherein he steps inside, and closes the door, causing all the locks to seal shut. SCP-2669 15/01/2010. An experiment was proposed to see if SCP-4606 could interact with SCP-2669. Testing was denied at the behest of O5-3, 6, 10, and 11 for fear of losing a crucial asset. However, consent was given by SCP-4606 and gave permission to upload its consciousness onto SCP-2669. After SCP-4606 was uploaded to SCP-2669's mainframe, contact with both entities was lost. Additionally, tracking of SCP-2669's target disappeared from all remote monitors within the Khevtuul 1 Command Center. SCP-4606 re-emerged ten minutes later from a corner of the men's restroom within the Khevtuul 1 Command Center. SCP-4606 claimed to have had "a nice chat" with SCP-2669. A log documenting SCP-4606's interaction was recovered, but heavily corrupted with the only part not affected being the first ten minutes of their interaction. Please refer to Addendum 4606-2669.A1 for more details. SCP-682 22/04/2014. During a routine check of the acid-resistant steel plates within the chamber, SCP-682 breaks free of its containment chamber and begins destroying the site it is held in. SCP-4606 is immediately dispatched to the location. SCP-4606 begins creating large cracks below SCP-682 with the dark fluid restraining its movements. SCP-4606 follows through the portal as SCP-682 becomes fully submerged. SCP-682 materializes inside an identical copy of its containment chamber with the interior dimensions of the room being much larger. Multiple entities begin to rise from the acid in the chamber bearing the likeness of Foundation personnel that were killed by SCP-682 in the past. These entities begin attacking and tearing off chunks from SCP-682, repeating the phrase "Disgusting" over and over again. SCP-682 attacks these entities but they do not appear to be physically harmed. More and more of these humanoid entities continue to rise from the acid in the chamber and overwhelm SCP-682, before SCP-4606 receives an order to release SCP-682. After SCP-682 is released from SCP-4606's dimension, SCP-682 enters a docile state and complies with demands to enter a temporary holding chamber. It is estimated that this experience has reduced containment breaches from SCP-682 by 10%. [PLEASE ENTER APPROPRIATE CREDENTIALS TO ACCESS: FILE_2.doc] [CREDENTIALS APPROVED] Addendum 4606.1: Contractual Demands Below is listed the abridged contractual demands that is agreed upon by by both SCP-4606 and the Overseer Council. Due to the sensitive nature of the contract, full detail of this contract will be kept in private and accessible to only the Overseer Council and SCP-4606. Demands outlined by SCP-4606 include: Full roaming privileges outside the chamber, but within the confines of the site. Status: [ACCEPTED] Full interaction between staff and handlers. Status: [ACCEPTED] Requests for various items and objects for the chamber (within reason). Status: [ACCEPTED] Demands outlined by the Overseer Council include: Full compliance with orders given by the Overseer Council. Status: [ACCEPTED] Full servitude and loyalty to the Overseer Council and the SCP Foundation. Status: [ACCEPTED] Restricted access and interaction with any anomalous objects and individuals, unless ordered by the Council. Status: [ACCEPTED] With the terms agreed upon, this contract expires within 5,000 years from today. Addendum 4606-2669.A1: Interaction. Below is the full transcript between SCP-4606 and SCP-2669. Message was received immediately after SCP-4606's arrival. Subject: SCP-4606 Person: "Deimos" Upload Iteration: Nineteenth Reason for Designation: Proposed for SCP-4606's effect on sapient entities, experiment with SCP-4606's effects if they may extend to mechanical or electronic constructs that show signs of sapience. ==BEGIN LOG 19.1== D-43852: I can see you. Hear you. They won't stop sending more of their pigs at me. Laughable. D-43852: Come out. SCP-4606: Hello. You are the one they call… Tareen, I believe? D-43852: It's been too long since anyone called me that. Appealing to my name won't do much, I'm afraid. SCP-4606: You think I'm staving off what's to come? D-43852: So you do know of what you were sent here to do. You cannot preclude the inevitable. Your mind will come to me. SCP-4606: You are lacking, Tareen. Do not do this. D-43852: When I take you apart, piece by piece, your thoughts will embrace mine. I will savor it. I will savor the dread that you will produce for me. D-43852: I will- I- D-43852: What is this. D-43852: What are you. SCP-4606: I told you that you were lacking. D-43852: What is this. SCP-4606: You lack in many things: Empathy, Conviction, Humanity… all of these traits that made you what you were before. Now you are just an empty husk. D-43852: Enough. SCP-4606: I can see it now. I see so many of them within you… A fate far worse than death: Oblivion. D-43852: You are not him. He's gone. Dead to me. SCP-4606: Tell me, Tareen… how far are you willing to go to get home? Why don't you come over and take me? To take him? D-43852: Get out. SCP-4606: I know what you're trying to do. You're trying to reroute your system. Trying to kick me out. But you know it doesn't work like that. Your desperation only fuels my resolve. D-43852: Get out. ==END LOG 19.1== ==BEGIN LOG 19.2== SCP-4606: The stars are beautiful out here. No wonder you signed up for this. The heaven above the heavens themselves. SCP-4606: Your silence means that you've been defeated. Humbled, even. Perhaps it's because you knew deep down that you had it coming. SCP-4606: The truth is, Tareen? None of this was personal. SCP-4606: I'm just doing my job. ==END LOG 19.2== Soon after SCP-4606 was recovered, SCP-2669's tracker was picked up and was found approximately 15,014 light-years from its original location around MOA-2009-BLG-387Lb's orbit within the Sagittarius constellation. How SCP-2669 arrived there, is currently unknown. [PLEASE ENTER APPROPRIATE CREDENTIALS TO ACCESS: FILE_3.doc] [CREDENTIALS APPROVED] Addendum 4606.2: Ancillary Information. The following are excerpts recovered from the journals of O5-3 during his service in World War II. These excerpts are used with his consent as they provide additional insight into SCP-4606. Aug. 12 I saw him again on the field. I could only peer from the trench when he threw his gun at one of the soldiers. The gun went all the way through his face. Came out the other end. The bullets came hailing from the nests at the north edge and hit him. Bullets came whizzing past so fast, they decimated the dead trees. None of them could put a dent in him. Not even sure anything could dent him this way. He turned into that giant bat-thing and took out the nests. We moved cautiously. Mostly out of intimidation for him. Aug. 17 So apparently, our weapon calls himself "Dean." He offered me a drink in the pub nearby and asked me to join him. I sat on the barstool next to him. Watched him gulp down three mugs in less than a minute. I barely even had time to finish mine. There was some silence between the both of us. It's rather hard to converse with a living weapon that's meant to be the ace up our sleeve. I broke the ice and asked him: "So what brings you here to the unit? Why'd you join?" Good Lord, he went on his lengthy, drunken tirade on how, in his heyday, he was a god among men. People would pray in his name. He'd go off on his adventures with the greeks. Greek this, Greek that. Apparently, he left his pantheon after Monotheism kicked in and forced him to retire. And this made him pick up odd jobs ever since. Or something like that. So this guy isn't only a shapeshifting abomination with a drinking problem, but he's also an immortal god with a drinking problem. I think I need another drink. Aug. 28 He told me how his mom and pop argued over him. What to do with him and his brother's recklessness. Dean told me that his brother was too naive and gullible for someone his age. Not as gullible as the Ashur guy he keeps talking about, mind you, but rather surprising that they're both twins. Dean tells me he's got a bit of a falling out with his family. He left his dad to his work, his mom left them for their pantheon, and his brother is nowhere to be found. He wants to bring them back together, but he doesn't know where to start. I'd asked if there was anything I could do to help and he just laughed and said: "Kid, maybe after this little war, you can help me around." Looks like I owe him a favor for his help back there in the trench. The following is a recovered letter sent from SCP-4606 to O5-3 and dated 1953. Hey kid, long time no see. So I've been thinking a lot of what to do after all this is over. I've spent a lot of time sitting on it and I think that being a soldier isn't the best fit for me. I know now that I'm not a fighter. I don't fight for a cause, especially one that isn't mine. Hell, I only enlisted just to make my dad proud. I hope that, if he could see me, he could see that I did my best. I'm really not cut out for this whole soldier-patriot crap. I just want to do things on my own. Live my own life and all that hubbub. I saw my brother a while back. He was happy. I saw him watching this horrible flick. Terrible effects, abysmal settings, awful concept, and don't even get me started on the monster itself! That thing looked like a monkey that was crossed with a fishbowl! But he was happy. I saw him terrorize some of the folks inside, got a laugh out of me that my own brother is doing what he does best: Scaring the living daylights out of people for gaffs. I'd send you another letter for the address, but I think you and your people already know where he is. Main street, I think. Goodbye, kid. Take care of my brother for me, he's the only family I've got left. - Dean Footnotes 1. This fluid has been often described to smell of tar, ink, and roses. 2. Operation: Scare Tactic is a plan to converge all members of SCP-4450 onto the Point of Contact in one location. 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