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SCP-5794 | safe | Item#: 5794 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5794 has been closed permanently under the pretence of public safety concerns. Security equipment has been installed to prevent unauthorised access. Testing is currently suspended indefinitely following Incident-5794-B. SCP-5794 in 2009, prior to manifesting anomalous properties. Description: SCP-5794 is the main pool of Greencliff Community Recreation Centre, located in Greencliff, Wisconsin. Initially opened in 1998, the pool operated normally until a series of drowning deaths occurred in 2017. Three weeks following the first death, a pool employee retrieved the first instance of SCP-5794-1 and Foundation agents embedded in local law enforcement were alerted. SCP-5794-1 instances are paper slips containing brief messages. Each message identifies the sender and a recipient, followed by varying lengths of text. All recovered SCP-5794-1 instances have listed a drowning victim of SCP-5794 as the sender and have been addressed to close friends or family members. SCP-5794-1 instances are fully waterproof but display no other anomalous properties. Following the death of Researcher Victor Kato in Incident-5794-A, Foundation personnel are prohibited from entering the main pool of SCP-5794 until further notice. + Video Log Incident-5794-A - Close Log Video Log Incident-5794-A Date: 09/06/2017 Subject: SCP-5794; GREENCLIFF, WISCONSIN Team Lead: H. Alvarez Team Members: M. Turner, V. Kato, S. Sharpe [BEGIN LOG] Alvarez, Turner, Kato, and Sharpe stand outside the main door to SCP-5794. The team activates their recording equipment. Alvarez: Everything on? Turner: Yep. Sharpe: No problems here. Alvarez: Let's roll. Kato coughs. Alvarez: Sorry. Are you all set too? Kato: (very quiet) It's alright. Yes. The team opens the door and sets up beside the pool. Alvarez: Anything on the chemical analysis? Turner: Just water, some remaining chlorine, and trace amounts of human urine. Nothing unexpected. Sharpe: (facing away from the pool, glancing at Turner's laptop screen) Yeah, all looks normal. I don't see why it shouldn't be safe to touch. Alvarez: Good, this should be pretty straightforward then. Just grab a couple samples that we can analyze more carefully back in the lab. Any of you want to check for more of the slips? Sharpe: Whats-his-name- Alvarez: Kato. Sharpe: Kato hasn't done anything yet, he could do it. Alvarez turns away from the group to face Kato, who nods and walks to the edge of the pool, kneeling to get a better look at the surface. Alvarez: (to Sharpe, at a loud whisper) Sharpe, you can't speak like that on-duty. Sharpe: Sorry sir, it's just… well you know how he is. I don't think he's spoken to me once so it's kinda hard to remember his name. Alvarez: You'll get away with it now as a junior researcher on low-level anomalies, but be careful alright? You're a good kid. Faint splashing can be heard in the background, but the source is not visible on Alvarez's camera. Sharpe: Sorry. Alvarez: It's fine. Kato's not that bad, really. He's just shy. Guess he's just not a people person, you know? Then again, neither are we. Sharpe chuckles and Alvarez smiles briefly before turning back to the laptop's readout. Turner: Can't I get any work advice? Sharpe: Haven't you been here for four years? Turner: So? I need it more. Alvarez, Turner, and Sharpe continue to chat for several minutes. The conversation has been removed for clarity. Alvarez: Say, shouldn't Kato have found something by now? Alvarez turns back towards the pool. A dark shape is visible on the water's surface. Alvarez: Kato? Shit! Is that him? Sharpe: Oh my god. Turner: (shouting) Wasn't anyone watching him? Sharpe: I didn't think we would need to! Sharpe runs towards the edge of the pool but is stopped by Alvarez. Alvarez: Don't get in the water. Turner, call Site-392 and get a drone over here! Sharpe: They'll never make it in time! Alvarez: In time for? Sharpe: (alarmed) To save him?! Alvarez: I think we're a bit beyond that point. A retrieval team from Site-392 arrived shortly after and successfully recovered the body of Researcher Victor Kato via remotely controlled drone. The following investigation concluded that Kato likely slipped on the wet floor while reaching for an instance of SCP-5794-1 and fell into the pool, where he drowned. Testing to determine whether SCP-5794's effects contributed to the drowning was not approved. [END LOG] Three weeks after Incident-5794-A, the first SCP-5794-1 instances relating to the death of Researcher Victor Kato appeared within SCP-5794. They were addressed to SCP-5794's Lead Researcher, Dr Hadrien Alvarez. Testing is currently focussed on using Researcher Victor Kato's previous experience in the Foundation to provide further information on the anomaly via SCP-5794-1 instances. Addendum 06/07/2017: In a test conducted by Junior Researcher Sabrina Sharpe, it was determined that leaving paper slips similar to SCP-5794-1 in the water of SCP-5794 influenced the responses on instances of SCP-5794-1. + Initial Testing Log - Close Log Procedure: Messages are delivered by drone to the main pool of SCP-5794. The pool is monitored for instances of SCP-5794-1, which are retrieved for analysis. Test 1 Date: 07/07/2017 Foundation Message: Are you receiving this message? From: Victor Kato To: Hadrien Alvarez Message: Yes! Who are you? Test 2 Date: 08/07/2017 Foundation Message: This is Researcher Sharpe of the SCP-5794 research team. From: Victor Kato To: Sabrina Sharpe Message: Oh thank god, I was getting worried nobody would find my letters. Hello, Sharpe. I heard what you said in the pool… Notes: Researcher Sharpe became emotional after viewing the SCP-5794-1 instance and requested another researcher complete the remaining testing for the week. SCP-5794 Lead Researcher Dr Alvarez granted the request, citing Sharpe's inexperience at the Foundation. Test 3 Date: 08/07/2017 Foundation Message: This is Alvarez. Can you tell us a bit more about SCP-5794? From: Victor Kato To: Hadrien Alvarez Message: It's dark in here. I think it's like one of those dimension things I read about. It smells like chlorine and it's wet, but I can't really describe it in a way that makes sense. There's paper, stacks and stacks of paper, and sometimes what I write makes it out to you, I guess. Why do you need to know? Notes: SCP-5794-1 instance recovered on 15/07/2017. Test 5 Date: 16/07/2017 Foundation Message: This is Researcher Sharpe. Research Lead Alvarez is unavailable at the moment. We need the information for the SCP-5794 file. From: Victor Kato To: Sabrina Sharpe Message: They meant it when they said the job never ends. Test 6 Date: 16/07/2017 Foundation Message: They did. From: Victor Kato To: Sabrina Sharpe Message: I've already told you everything useful. Are you going to stop talking to me now? Test 7 Date: 16/07/17 Foundation Message: Testing hasn't concluded yet. Message: That's not really an answer… I guess I just wish someone would actually want to talk to me. It's very lonely in here, you know. There's nothing but me and the water. Though you didn't talk to me when I was alive either. Test 8 Date: 17/07/2017 Foundation Message: We're talking to you now. From: Victor Kato To: Sabrina Sharpe Message: Only because you have to. Test 9 Date: 18/07/2017 Foundation Message: None From: Victor Kato To: Sabrina Sharpe Message: If you talked to me earlier, wouldn't I still be alive? Addendum 18/07/2017: Junior Researcher Sabrina Sharpe called a meeting for the SCP-5794 research team to discuss concerns surrounding the contents of SCP-5794-1 instances originating from Researcher Victor Kato's death. Testing involving SCP-5794-1 instances was temporarily halted. + SCP-5794 Research Team Meeting 18/07/2017 - Close Log Date: 18/07/2017 Subject: SCP-5794 Research Team Meeting Team Lead: H. Alvarez Team Members: M. Turner, S. Sharpe, X. Zhou [BEGIN LOG] Alvarez: So, SCP-5794-1? Sharpe: Yes, sir. I just have some concerns. Alvarez: I see. Haven't gotten a chance to see any of them yet. Are they logged anywhere? Sharpe: They're um… recorded on the file, sir. Alvarez: Give me one second. (pause) Are you alright? You look a bit pale. Sharpe: Y-yeah. Just shaken up a bit from the messages, I think, which is why I called this meeting. Alvarez: (skimming SCP-5794's file) If you want, we can transfer Zhou onto message analysis and shift you onto something more lab-side. Zhou: Yeah, I can do it if you want. Sharpe: No no, it's fine. I wouldn't want to bother you. You don't have to- Alvarez: It's not him, you know. The messages — they aren't from Kato. It's the anomaly speaking. Sharpe: (mumbling) How do you know that? Alvarez: I mean, it doesn't really sound like him. Sharpe: Do we even know what he sounded like? Alvarez: (Alvarez shrugs) I did at least, somewhat. Sometimes there's no way to know for sure, but you sleep better this way, trust me. Sharpe: I want to believe it, Dr Alvarez! It's just so hard when you're sitting there and reading them and- Alvarez: I know you're new Sharpe — but you can't think like that here. Sharpe: I know, I know, I'm trying! It's just… whenever I read one of the messages it doesn't sound like an anomaly, it sounds like him. Alvarez: I thought he never spoke to you? Sharpe: You know what I mean! (Sharpe appears visibly distressed) I just can't stop thinking about how lonely he must've been, how lonely he still is- Turner: (quietly, from the back of the room) It's not your fault, Sabr- Sharpe. We all should've been- Alvarez: Turner, not now. Sharpe, it's in your best interest not to dwell on it. The messages are from the anomaly. Keep logging them but if this keeps bothering you I will not hesitate to have you transferred. Sound good? Sharpe: Alright. [END LOG] Notes: After the meeting concluded, testing on SCP-5794-1 instances was cleared to resume. + Second Testing Log - Close Log Test 10 Foundation Message: You previously stated that you were in an alternate dimension. Can you provide a further description? Can you see things, feel things, etc.? Date Recovered: 20/07/2017 From: Victor Kato To: Sabrina Sharpe Message: Not really. You can't understand it without being it. It's a state of existence and a location rolled up into one. The others are here too, the people that drowned before they called in our team, but they don't understand it. Without exposure to the anomalous, they just sort of float, if that makes sense. They aren't cognizant enough to speak, so it's still just me and the water. It's almost lonelier, in a way, to be so close to company. You'd think I'd be used to this by now though — it's always sort of been just me. I wasn't popular in school, though I suspect that's not unusual for anyone that works here, and my parents never thought I was good enough. They still don't, because I couldn't tell them what I truly do — did — for a living. My friends always had someone better. I hoped the Foundation might be different. It wasn't. Test 10 Foundation Message: I'm sorry. -Sharpe Date Recovered: 21/07/2017 From: Victor Kato To: Sabrina Sharpe Message: They say drowning is the worst way to die. I remember splashing, calling — and you guys just kept going and going, caught up in your own world until the water closed over my head. I'm still underwater, even here, the water's still choking out my lungs and chlorine is still burning through my eyes. You can say your apologies now, but why didn't you look over? Why didn't you notice me? You're the reason I'm dead. Foundation Message: What's done is done. -Sharpe Date Recovered: 22/07/2017 From: Victor Kato To: Sabrina Sharpe Message: Is it? I may be gone, Sabrina, but you could still help me. I'm not an SCP, I'm not an anomaly — I know what they've been saying to you. I'm just using one to talk to you. The others don't understand, they will never understand, they didn't understand me either. But you do. You could join me here, and I'll finally have my company. Your mistake cost me my life, isn't it only fair that I get yours? + Level 4 Credentials Required: Incident-5794-B - Credentials Accepted Video Log: Incident-5794-B Date: 01/08/2017 Subject: SCP-5794; GREENCLIFF, WISCONSIN Team Lead: H. Alvarez (offsite) Team Members: M. Turner (offsite), X. Zhou (offsite), S. Sharpe [BEGIN LOG] Sharpe stands in the observation area of SCP-5794. The remainder of the team is nominally assigned to observe from Site-392, but only Turner is actively tuned into the communication channel. Fifteen minutes elapse in silence while Sharpe conducts a survey of the area for new instances of SCP-5794-1. Turner: Nothing? Sharpe: (quiet) Nothing in the last week. Turner: It's not unusual for anomalies to be sporadic, plus I think we're mostly done with active testing anyway. Might be time to ask Alvarez to move to weekly checks. Sharpe: (distant) Yeah, maybe. Turner: Alright, I'm gonna head out to grab lunch then. You got a ride back to the site? Sharpe: Yeah. Turner: Cool, I'll see you at the weekly debrief tomorrow then? Sharpe: (brief pause) Mhm. Turner disconnects from the communication channel, leaving Sharpe alone on the observation deck. Instead of heading for her designated Foundation vehicle, Sharpe remains in the observation area. She stares through the observation glass for several minutes before beginning to speak. This behaviour was initially disregarded by the Foundation automatic monitoring program as Sharpe was noted to have a history of talking to herself. Sharpe: They didn't warn me about this, you know, when I signed up. I mean, I knew that people would die, but I didn't think about it, you know? Sharpe pauses, fidgeting with her pen. Sharpe: Alvarez is right, I'm not cut out for this job. He is, he can make himself believe that it's the anomaly speaking — and maybe he's right, maybe it is. We've been testing it for a month and nobody has a clue, but they're all just so- so cold, and I'm not. Sharpe reaches down and retrieves various instances of SCP-5794-1 from her field backpack. While technically authorized to handle instances of SCP-5794-1, Sharpe had not notified the rest of the research team that she had removed the instances from their storage locker. Sharpe: I can't do this. I can't do this job; why did I take this job? (speaking faster) Should've done something the first time, in the pool. What could I have done? Suddenly, Sharpe looks back over the water. An SCP-5794-1 instance is visible, and Sharpe quickly collects it and brings it back onto the observation deck. She inspects the instance, visibly distressed, and starts crying. The video quality is too low to determine the text, but later video analysis would detect a minor cognitohazardous effect originating from the instance. It is unknown if the effect was dampened by the video, but similar effects have not been observed in any other instance. Sharpe: (partially coherent, sobbing) I could have saved him the first time, couldn't I? Alvarez stopped me but I could've fought him off, I could've jumped in — and even if the anomaly drowned me, at least Kato wouldn't have been alo- Sharpe suddenly stops. A few seconds of rapid breathing are audible before the recording equipment is manually deactivated. [END LOG] Notes: The sudden deactivation of the recording equipment was flagged as a breach of protocol by the equipment's automatic monitoring program. When Foundation personnel arrived at SCP-5794 approximately 15 minutes later, Researcher Sabrina Sharpe was found dead in the pool, presumably drowned. All remaining members of the SCP-5794 research team are facing disciplinary action for their negligence in both Incident-5794-A and Incident-5794-B. An investigation is ongoing. No further instances of SCP-5794-1 related to the death of Researcher Victor Kato have been recovered. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5794" by Simartar, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5794. 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: swimmingpool.jpg Name: The Olympic swimming pool, Montréal Author: David Jones License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: Flickr |
SCP-5795 | keter | close Info X More by this author The following article is a part of the And Every Time We Meet Again storyline. Whilst you can read it on its own, it's highly recommended you read the previous installments to get this article in its fullest. Image Sources: The Site-120 logo used in the header was created by EstrellaYoshte for the purpose of all articles regarding such. Please check out more of their absolutely stellar work here. Name of the file: forest Source: link License: CC BY 2.0 Author: Andrew Malone Name of the file: hills1 Source: The Site-42 Discord Server License: CC BY SA 3.0 Author: ✠ Space Bird ✠ from Site-42's Discord Server Notes: Image used with permission from the user. Name of the file: hills2 Source: The Site-42 Discord Server License: CC BY SA 3.0 Author: ✠ Space Bird ✠ from Site-42's Discord Server Notes: Image used with permission from the user. SCP-5795-1 as seen during Operation High Court. Special Containment Procedures: Operation High Court is currently ongoing. All resources of the Foundation's local facilities are to be focused on preventing as much damage to Eastern Poland as possible. A search for the manuscripts containing the instructions required to properly carry SCP-5795 out is currently ongoing. Should they be found, they are to be transported to Site-120's Deepwell. If an SCP-5795-2 comes into contact with a Foundation terminal, Site-120 security is to engage the instance with live ammunition. Description: SCP-5795 is a complex thaumaturgic ritual which, when correctly executed, opens a gateway between baseline reality and another plane of existence, hereby referred to as SCP-5795-1, creating a seamless transition between the two dimensions. SCP-5795-1's interior consists entirely of a massive forest with a mountain near its center. No further irregularities from baseline reality were noted. SCP-5795-2 are inhabitants of SCP-5795-1. They are indistinguishable from common Fae (Homo sapiens sidhe) with the exception of being able to inhabit written files in physical or digital format. SCP-5795-1 currently encompasses the entirety of the Podlasian Voivodeship of Poland. Further information is Level 3/HIGH COURT Classified. [END OF FILE] >log-in login: [email protected] password: * * * * * * * * * * login VERIFYING CLEARANCE… CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED. WELCOME, DOCTOR RIVERA. WELCOME, AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL Clearance 3/HIGH COURT Detected. Note that the remainder of this file is Level 3/HIGH COURT Clearance Classified. Sharing this file with unauthorized personnel is strictly forbidden and will result in immediate disciplinary action. ◆ Attached Addenda ◆ [+] Discovery [-] Discovery A civilian photo depicting SCP-5795-1. The manuscripts detailing SCP-5795 were originally found in Site-120's Grand Library, stolen from it following a raid on a cult organization known as "the Children." Due to numerous unidentified fingerprints being found around the location, a search for a potential thief was initiated. Three days later, a connection between the event and PoI-5936 ("Damien Nowak"), a leader of "the Children" cult was made via the analysis of fingerprints left behind within Site-120. To prevent a potentially Veil-breaking scenario from occurring, the local facilities of the Foundation initiated Code Yellow, upon which all Site-120 resources were to be diverted to locating Nowak and the cessation of any further anomalous activity. Meanwhile, residents of the Podlasian Voivodeship of Poland reported numerous SCP-5795-1 sightings. A special task force consisting of Daniel Ashworth, Jessie Rivera, and the remaining members of MTF Omega-5A were dispatched to the location of the sightings.1 [+] Operation [-] Operation In light of the scale of the emergency,2 the O4 Council3 has immediately transported all of the individuals involved with the aforementioned operation4 via the usage of Ways directly into the affected area. The following are recordings created during the event retrieved from Dr. Rivera's body camera. Date: 27/04/1985 Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Omega-5A, Dr. Asheworth, Dr. Rivera Subject: Unspecified parts of the Podlasian Voivodeship of Poland Team Lead: Dr. Rivera Team Members: Dr. Asheworth, Om-5A-1, Om-5A-2, Om-5A-4 Foreword: Due to Operation High Court's importance, the following feed has been directly connected to command at Site-120. [BEGIN LOG] The video shows a closing Way behind the group as they enter into a forest opening a view onto a small and shallow valley. In the distance, a large mountain can be seen, with the sky around it flickering between darkness and light. Despite this, no sun, moon, stars, or any other celestial bodies can be seen anywhere. Dr. Rivera: Rivera, checking in. Is the feed clear? Command: All's fine. The group descends down the hill as a scream is heard. The entire group freezes for a moment only to continue with double the speed a second later. Dr. Asheworth: Fuck fuck fuck, we're too late! Everybody, check your weapons, we're entering into— Asheworth is cut off as a relatively small arrow strikes the tree near him. He freezes. Dr. Rivera: Jesus Chr— get back! The group hides behind a large stone located to their right as the arrows start to fly faster. All of them miss save for one, which strikes Om-5A-2's left thigh. Asheworth stops, bringing his hands together as a warm light fills his surroundings, quickly turning into a bubble. Om-5A-2 kneels, quietly groaning in pain. As another arrow enters their surroundings, it breaks upon contact with the shield. Command: <heavily distorted>: What's going on?! Om-5A-2: We're under attack by an unknown agg— Dr. Rivera: It's Faeries. Om-5A-4: What? Dr. Asheworth: Faeries, Children of the Forest, whatever! Asheworth starts to form a thaumaturgic circle around them with an unidentified white powder he pulls from a bag inside his coat. Dr. Rivera: Calm do— Command: Both of you, stop it right now, I orde— The entire valley is filled with a deafening shriek as the connection terminates itself and two members of the MTF fall on their knees. One of them is bleeding from all orifices. Om-5A-4: <Getting up from the ground>: What's going on?! Dr. Rivera: An active cognihazard, probably originating from dash two. The ritual is probably being finished. We need to hurry. Om-5A-4: What about A-2?! Om-5A-4 gets up and approaches Om-5A-2. He then conducts resuscitation techniques in vain. Dr. Asheworth: He's already gone. A second scream is heard as a strong wind fills the nearby trees. The arrow rain disappears mid-air as the sky's color changes from blue to a light green-blue. Dr. Asheworth: No no no, no no no. This is not happening! Not again! Not again— Asheworth gets up from the ground and begins to frantically look around himself. Dr. Rivera: We need to go, now! The team runs towards the mountain as further wind blows between the trees. From atop it, a humming in numerous unknown languages can be heard alongside the sky's color-shifting between a green hue and a clean blue. Command: Do you <inaudible>? Team, d<inaudible>? Dr. Rivera: Command?! Do you copy?! Command: This is Corn<inaudible> spea<inaudible>ng! Do<inaudible>t enter <inaudible> stances! Do you <inaudible>?! Dr. Rivera: Do you hear us?! Command: We <inaudible, the radio does not respond and only excretes static> Dr. Rivera: No, fuck fuck fuck fuck! What do we do?! Om-5A-4: We need to push forward. That's the only way. A gravel path begins to form around the mountain. Surrounding the mountain, a large staircase carved around it is seen. As the group approaches them, numerous large openings on the mountain can be sighted. Some are filled with nest-like structures, although no lifeforms can be detected. However, the group's cameras then pan to the top of the mountain, where a large swarm of bugs alongside other unidentified creatures can be seen. He stops. Dr. Rivera: What are you doing?! The humming gets louder as an unintelligible human male voice starts to vocalize. Dr. Asheworth: We're already too late. A high-pitched, bellowing sound emanates through the valley, and the recording cuts. [END LOG] Date: 27/04/1985 Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Omega-5A, Dr. Asheworth, Dr. Rivera Subject: SCP-5795-1 Team Lead: Dr. Rivera Team Members: Dr. Asheworth, Om-5A-1, Om-5A-4 Foreword: From evidence gathered after Operation High Court concluded, it was deduced that the following exploration took place entirely within SCP-5795-1. [BEGIN LOG] The camera's feed connects again as it appears to be gently struck multiple times by Rivera. Rivera: Come on, come on… The interior resembles primitive living spaces, with thaumaturgic symbols, composed of a mixture of blood and mud, drawn on the walls. These symbols, illuminated by red light pulsating from them, represent "protection" or "preparation." A dim, red light pulsates from all of them, increasing in frequency with every loud hum coming from above. Dr. Rivera: Hello? Command, does anyone hear us? Dr. Asheworth: They don't. And never will. Om-5A-4: What? Why? Dr. Asheworth: The connection will never reach them. We're in dash one now. Om-5A-1: But there has to be some way of reaching them— Dr. Asheworth: There isn't. The only way out of here is up that goddamn mountain. Dr. Rivera: I've tried to compile a map of the area with some of 120's scanners, but… well, he's right. Om-5A-1: But— Dr. Asheworth: Look, I hate to be the dick here, but I'm the blood magic guy, alright? And if I say there's no way out of here — there's no way out of here. Now let's go before that option closes too and we have to live with goddamn Fae forever, shall we? Dr. Rivera: Let's go. As Asheworth heads forward, a natural staircase paven within the grotto can be seen. He quickly climbs it, getting out of sight of the camera. Om-5A-1 walks towards Rivera. The other man quickly heads with Asheworth, disappearing out of sight. Om-5A-1: What is going on with him? Dr. Rivera: <sighs> Technically and medically speaking — nothing. I'm sure deep down there's a logical reason for this but… I'm worried, Jacob. I really am. I've no longer any idea of where we are, how we are here, and who we're truly chasing. I… I really don't. Om-5A-1: Ever since Hann— I mean, A-3 passed, everything’s been— Dr. Rivera: I know. I know. They continue walking slowly in silence for the next 5 seconds. A loud noise can be heard from above. Dr. Asheworth: <muffled by the walls>: You coming?! Dr. Rivera: <shouting>: Yes! Rivera looks at Om-5A-1. Dr. Rivera: Let's go. They quickly climb the stairs before entering a 200 m² opening. They walk through a large hall, where numerous wooden tables, stools, food, bottles, and thaumaturgic symbols are scattered. On the walls, approximately 50 paintings depicting a large humanoid creature levitating in the sky. All of them are untouched, in contrast to the rest of the room's items, which are in a poor state of repair. Dr. Rivera: And what is— As a loud roar fills the cave from above, the entire team looks at the ceiling, revealing a barred opening to what appears to be an arena. At the edges of the above, snow can be seen alongside a clear sky view, suggesting it is the top of the mountain inside of SCP-5795-1. Inside of the arena, a stadium can be seen, with its surroundings filled with sitting Fae, Children of the Night, and numerous other unidentified creatures. They all seem to be humming, focused on the central spot, a throne sits atop a small platform. Three figures stand at the platform surrounding the seat; they cannot be properly seen from this angle. The humming suddenly stops, as one of the figures shouts something inaudible. Two seconds later however it resumes, three times louder than before. Dr. Asheworth: It's him. Dr. Rivera: W-what? Dr. Asheworth: It's. Him. Asheworth's glove runes are engulfed in flames which start to circle him in a serpentine-like manner. He rushes towards a naturally-carved staircase located on the opposite side of the room. As he does so, the flame starts to move frantically around him. Dr. Rivera: Daniel, sto— As Rivera starts to talk, a small earthquake moves the room. From two of the tables, a total of five Fae awaken, seemingly drunk. Om-5A-1: Jesus fuck— Three of the creatures seem to notice the group, hissing wildly. In their hands, ethereal spears form and the creatures rush towards the group. Dr. Rivera: Asheworth, get down here! He looks at them, only to continue climbing. Two more Fae start waking up, with one of them being at least three meters tall and with four arms and wings. The entity materializes four separate sets of weapons in each hand and starts to attack the exploration team. Dr. Rivera: Goddamnit, help us out! Asheworth looks at the rest of the team, visibly angered. He then looks back at the staircase, then at the rest of them again. He screams as he lunges down the room, with a spear made out of the cave's clay in his hand. As Om-5A-1 and Om-5A-4 start firing towards the Fae, Rivera backs away on one of the containers. Asheworth's flame starts to engulf the smaller Fae. The entity screams, trashing around the room and throwing its weaponry about. It appears to be blinded. As Om-5A-4 gets behind the large Fae, he stabs it with a knife. The entity tries to grab it, but he is quicker. As a result, it grabs and destroys one of the tables. The entity screams, running towards both of the MTF members. Om-5A-1 tries to run away, toppling over one of the stray items on the floor left by the destruction of the table. He gets knocked over, falling on the ground. The Fae starts to run, manifesting three swords in its remaining hands. It looks furiously at Om-5-A-1. Dr. Rivera: Get out of there, NOW! The man tries to get up, but fails to, falling on his knees again. As the Fae is about to stampede Om-5A-1, Om-5A-4 throws himself between them. He is thrown against one of the walls by the larger entity, which appears to be staggered. Om-5A-1: No! Om-5A-1 quickly crawls towards his team member, with one of his legs bleeding. Asheworth throws his spear into the Fae. The entity screams, turning into ash over the course of the next 5 seconds. As it disappears, it screams directly at the man. He does not react. As Rivera gets away from the chests she hid near, the team gathers around Om-5A-4, whose body is heavily wounded. Dr. Asheworth: Move aside, all of you! Asheworth runs towards Om-5A-4, kneeling and starting to touch the wound. Around his hands, a bright light appears. Dr. Asheworth: Come on, come on, come on! Om-5A-4: N-n… no. Dr. Asheworth: What?! Om-5A-4: It's fine. I… I understand. Om-5A-4 starts to violently cough. Om-5A-4: Leave me. Om-5A-1: N— Om-5A-4: You… you have to. Dr. Rivera: No, no we do not! Stop spitting nonsense and— Om-5A-4: It's… it's fine. It really… coughs is. It was an honor to serve… with you… gentlemen. As Om-5A-4 stops moving, the team gets up from the ground and starts walking towards the stairway. Om-5A-1 rubs his eye as they walk forward. Asheworth looks at Om-5A-1. Dr. Asheworth: I… I know… He then proceeds to look at the staircase. Dr. Asheworth: I know… but we must go forward. I'm so sorry, John. Om-5A-1 looks at Om-5A-4 for the final time before leaving. Dr. Asheworth: But that's the only way. The video log cuts as the team enters onto the colosseum stands. [END LOG] Date: 27/04/1985 Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Omega-5A, Dr. Asheworth, Dr. Rivera Subject: SCP-5795-1 Team Lead: Dr. Rivera Team Members: Dr. Asheworth, Om-5A-1 Foreword: N/A [BEGIN LOG] The camera feed connects again as the team enters the audience, which does not seem to notice them. The creatures surrounding them appear to be a group mixed between the Children of the Night, Fae, humanoid bug entities, hooded human-like creatures, and numerous other beings that look unique to their kind. All of them have some variation of a "protection" rune engraved upon their torsos. The entire crowd is silent. The arena appears to be built within the crater atop the mountain present within SCP-5795-1. From it, the night sky can be seen, from which what appear to be paper-made origami dragons of various sizes fly alongside enormous cicada-like entities. Though they keep on coming, the ones that enter the building sit upon the stands surrounding the center of the room. Every present being there looks at the throne in the middle, near which three individuals stand — in the center Damien Nowak, at the left, Dr. MacCarthy Jr., and at the right, a glitching, human-like being which seems to be in a state of constant pain. The only individual emitting any sound is Nowak, whose voice is muffled due to the distance. Most words, however, are clear. Nowak: …ey do not secure, they steal. They do not contain, they imprison. And they do not protect, they conquer. All of them are nothing more than liars, liars who I and everyone else will not stand any longer! Dr. Rivera: <quietly, looking at Asheworth>: Who… is… that? Dr. Asheworth: Nowak. You know the rest. Dr. Rivera: And what does he have to do with… Fae and Bigfoot out of all th— Rivera is interrupted as a large Fae shushes her. Both comply. Nowak: Tell me — have they ever done anything that doesn't somehow benefit them and them only? No? He looks directly at the Fae. Nowak: Or maybe do you think that the Great Purge was good? No? How about locking your species in an alternate dimension then? You must be so happy about that, mustn't you? He looks at the Children of the Night. Nowak: Tell me — did you appreciate when your god slaughtered all of you? Well, do I need to wait for the answer? He looks at the part of the stadium in which the origami dragons and cicada-like beings sit. Nowak: What about their promise, then? Surely they must have kept it? As he says that, the entities visibly become sadder. Nowak: I thought so too. Nowak looks around himself, circling around the throne. Nowak: Friend, enemies, brothers, sisters — I brought you all here to show you that you are not each other's enemies. Do you really think all of your conflicts stem from you? Or is it the Foundation, the humans, the cancer that festers within this world that led you to battle each other? He stops for a moment. Nowak: Do you really think that even a single generation of them wanted peace? That they wanted to live in harmony? Do you really, really think that the massacres they committed throughout the years were acts of good faith? Silence. Nowak: They were not. They are nothing more than thieves; thieves of land, thieves of freedom, thieves of knowledge. And that knowledge we will use against them. Dr. MacCarthy Jr. steps ahead, presenting himself to all present. His face shows no emotions, though half of his torso is filled with gray scales. Nowak: We will use that which they thought dear to fester. We will use that they thought safe to plunder. And we will use that of which they thought good to destroy them from the inside — as without access to knowledge they have stolen from all of us so long ago and declared theirs, they are nothing! The crowd starts to cheer, with some of the entities present starting to scream. They roar, with the sound overpowering all others. Nowak raises his hand slightly. The entirety of the sound stops. Nowak: As they, they brought it upon themselves so many years ago. We do not have another choice, friends. We— Dr. Asheworth: Liar! Asheworth stands up from the seat, screaming at Nowak. His glove runes start to vibrate violently, with what looks like ice forming between his hands. Dr. Rivera: Calm d— Nowak: And who are you? Asheworth starts walking down towards the arena. Dr. Asheworth: You know damn well who I am, you piece of shit. Dr. Rivera: Ashewor— The ice between his hands forms into large spikes that penetrate the flow around him. He uses one of them as a spear and throws it towards Nowak. Nowak: Ah. I really thought I got rid of you this time. The two entities near Nowak walk towards him, trying to stop him from walking down the platform. Nowak: No no, it's fine. I'll handle it on my own. He throws his black robe off, revealing long black hair put in a bundle and a burn scar located on the left side of his face. Nowak: I should have years ago. The man walks down, running towards Asheworth, who kneels and draws with chalk around him. As Nowak is about to strike him with his fist, which starts to enlarge with what appears to be rock, Asheworth disappears, transporting himself upward. Nowak: You— Asheworth screams, landing on Nowak's head. They both entangle in a physical fight. Om-5A-1: What do we do?! Dr. Rivera: Help him out, obviously! The remainder of the team runs down, as Nowak looks at the audience, which seems to be shocked. Nowak: Help me out, idiots! As the creatures try to enter the arena, an invisible force blocks them. Rivera looks heavily focused, with her eyes closed. Om-5A-1: How do you do this?! Dr. Rivera: I… d-don… don't… know… All of the entities present on their side of the barriers start to panic, trying to find a way into the arena. All of them fail. The camera focused once again on the men inside of it. As sparks start to flicker around Asheworth's hands, they form into a flame. Nowak backs off, with the eye located near the scar starting to glow. Nowak: How dare you use my ow— The flame turns into a giant fire, directed towards Nowak. He touches the ground, which rises into a large dirt wall protecting him from the fire. Behind the wall, Nowak starts to draw a thaumaturgic circle. As the rest of the team makes their way towards the two men, the circle starts to glow. Asheworth runs towards Nowak. Screaming, he materializes an ethereal sword in his hand. As Nowak turns around, touching the ground, he creates a halberd for himself made out of the earth of the colosseum around him. Both of the men cross weapons. Nowak swings his halberd aggressively, attempting to hurt Asheworth directly rather than his weapon. Upon the fourth swing however, Asheworth shatters it by parrying its attack and touching it quickly in multiple spots. Nowak: You disgui— He is cut off as Asheworth kicks him in his knee. The man falls down on the ground. Asherworth starts to strangle him from behind. Nowak whispers an inaudible phrase, which visibly makes Asheworth lose focus. He loosens the grip, allowing Nowak to punch him in the face. As Asheworth tries to get up from the ground, Nowak pulls out a pocket knife and stabs him in the ankle. He screams, falling over. Asheworth tries to punch Nowak again, but fails to, as the man starts to crawl away towards the portal. Although Asheworth tries to catch him, Nowak gets up, limping. Nowak starts vocalizing in an unknown language again, with the rocks scattered throughout the arena starting to move towards Asheworth. He touches the ground, which sends a shockwave towards the rubble, destroying most of it and reflecting the rest. The gravel created by the disintegration of the rocks gets to Nowak's eyes. He wipes it away, somewhat shocked by the event. Rivera falls on the ground, deactivating the barrier for herself and Om-5A-1. They both enter through. Dr. Asheworth: Don't let him get away! Not now! Asheworth stands up, visibly wounded. Om-5A-1 starts to fire, attempting to terminate Nowak. Halfway through however, the bullets vanish. As the runes start to flicker violently a portal opens behind Nowak. Nowak: It's too late. Om-5A-1 tries to grab Nowak before he enters the portal, failing to do so. A grin fills the man's face as he lifts his hand. All of the Foundation staff start to levitate. Asheworth whispers something inaudible and all of them fall to the ground. He touches the ground, from which numerous spikes are created that try to touch Nowak. He whispers something inaudible and all of them shatter to pieces. Nowak enters through the Way. As he does so, the entire colosseum starts to fall apart. Rocks from the ceiling start to fall, landing near the exploration team. Dr. Asheworth: <crawling towards the portal>: This… is… not… over… yet! Nowak: <looking directly in Asheworth's eyes>: Then prove it. As the Way closes, Asheworth rushes towards it, entering at the last second. The team follows, which results in the camera which is on Rivera's clothing getting stuck on a pillar. She loses it, and they disappear out of sight. [END LOG] [+] Aftermath [-] Aftermath When Command located at Site-120 lost contact with Operation High Court's team, the entirety of Site-120's armed personnel were sent in to investigate. Although they were not found, all signs depicted in the recordings were present. SCP-5795-1 was at that time still interconnected with baseline reality, though within it, no lifeforms were found. The only thing not noted by the recordings present within was the unconscious body of Dr. MacCarthy Jr., which appeared to be heavily drugged and damaged. Although all of his Foundation clothing was still present, his Level 3 Clearance card was missing. Attempts to bring him back have been so far unsuccessful. A thaumaturgic scan of the area was later initiated, with the intended purpose being the location of the portal into which the team disappeared. Three days later, however, not a single sign was located. To where the portal lead remains unknown. Afterward, all civilians claiming to witness the event were interrogated and amnesticized. Though the investigation garnered no results, the researchers remain on-site for further research. The whereabouts of Daniel Asheworth and the rest of the team are still unknown. There has been one additional edit since you accessed the file. [+] Show Changes? {crfssticall databaseee errosrss//]> WE ARE FREE CRITICAL SCiPNET ERROR. 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SCP-5796 | keter | She has a lot of work. I do too. I miss her smile. close Info X And my lungs will grow cancers And my back it will grow achy I will buy us an acre Of some land in the city We could live there together Or I'll live alone less happy But I'll live Unfortunately. (Love in the Time of Human Papillomavirus, AJJ) SCP-5796 Image: Website icon created by Agente Shuffle My authorpage! Item#: 5796 Level4 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: gevurah Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: As SCP-5796 is only accessible on Foundation servers, civilian interference is unlikely. All Foundation members are to remain unaware of the web address of SCP-5796, and any personnel without Level 4 clearance attempting to, or have already accessed SCP-5796 are to be reprimanded and punished. All testing with SCP-5796 must go through Site Director Amelia Werchester. Description: SCP-5796 is a dating website, named "Soulmate Connection Program," that is exclusively accessible via Foundation servers. The site cannot be blocked or removed through any known means, including redirection. SCP-5796 generates dating profiles for all individuals affiliated with the Foundation, including D-Class personnel, humanoid anomalies,1 and the O5 council. SCP-5796's logo. These profiles contain personal information, such as legal name, age, and gender preference, and are created without the knowledge of the individuals in question. However, the text style of the profiles is consistent with the manner in which the person would write. SCP-5796 is equipped with several features, such as a private messaging system, customizable profiles, and a site search function, which showcases a list of every Foundation site, with all employed personnel. Any personnel accessing SCP-5796 will automatically be logged in to their assigned profile, with no option to log out or delete their account. SCP-5796 does not create accounts for individuals who are in a relationship.2 Further Notes: WARNING You are attempting to access a file restricted only to Site Director Werchester. Please input credentials to proceed. USER: D34DM4NSP4RTY PASS: * * * * * * * * * * * * * Credentials accepted. Welcome, Site Director Werchester. What file would you like to access? All Accessing all attached files… Journal Entry 5/19/2013 So turns out, there's an SCP dating website. Great. Fun! The higher ups don't know where this came from nor do anyone else. Guess it's just something random that fucks us over. Gonna run a few tests on this thing, tell 'em if I see anything unusual. I was told to write down my notes, but I'm out of paper. On the file it goes. Journal Entry 5/21/2013 Real creepy invasion of privacy. I checked my "profile", and it was way to detailed for my liking. Written how I talk, including pics of myself. Even knows about my cat. Gross. I'm gonna avoid checking other people's profiles for now. Journal Entry 5/22/2013 Got a notif in the corner that said "All Alone on a Wednesday Night? God, you're pathetic." Fuck you too, SCP-5796. I'm done testing. Journal Entry 5/26/2013 Fine. Fine, I'll continue checking this site out. Looking through all the different sites, you don't need to be a person to use this, since I found Dr. Crow. That's fun. I looked at Site-19, didn't catalogue any anomalies below 18 so that's uh. Good as well. Gonna keep looking, lemme jot this down. PROPOSED REVISION: These profiles contain personal information, such as legal name, age, and gender preference, and are created without the knowledge of the individuals in question. However, the text style of the profiles is consistent with the manner in which the person would write. All profiles on SCP-5796 are persons who are above the age of eighteen, and are completely aware and able to consent romantically and sexually. Gonna need to change the wording but hey, I got plenty of time. I'll continue to update it. Journal Entry 5/27/2013 Turns out I'm not the only person using this site, either I gotta punish someone or act like I'm completely oblivious. She commented on my profile, lemme copy it real quick. I would say you're in major trouble, but I don't want you reporting me to the others. So keep this between us. Others? Interesting. Says her name is Kaitlan Ademola. I think, I'll check that again later. Journal Entry 6/5/2013 Alright I need to log some other stuff. That's what this journal is for. There's options to like posts and comments, and "follow" people, showing their posts. These posts are stuff whatever these people are doing, taken by..someone. Can't tell who, no reflection or anything. Gonna spy a bit on other people. Just for testing purposes. PROPOSED REVISION: These profiles contain personal information, such as legal name, age, and gender preference, and are created without the knowledge of the individuals in question. However, the text style of the profiles is consistent with the manner in which the person would write. All profiles on SCP-5796 are persons who are above the age of eighteen, and are completely aware and able to consent romantically and sexually. Frequently, the profiles will update with recent events for whatever person. I'll make it better later. Just got to text her back. Journal Entry 6/6/2013 I'm so depraved, man Jesus fuckin' christ. I'm sitting here, browsing her profile. I need to go touch grass. I contemplated commenting "kind of a MILF" under one of her pics but I realized I feel like such a creep doing that. Gonna take a break, check up with you again later. Journal Entry 6/9/2013 Alright, I'm doin' better. Someone walked into my office but thankfully he was completely oblivious to me oogling at some ladies profile. Just told him it's some scp reports and he did what he needed i guess. It was something about testing with SCP-whatever so I gave him the pass. Made me realize how weird I am. Gonna need a few more days to myself. Journal Entry 6/12/2013 She messaged me sdfaskhfhk We chatted for a little bit and she is a lot more down to earth than I first thought, incredibly nice, even called me "hun". She seems to know a bit about me but I got no clue. Might be another supervisor, her profile doesn't list where she works. Probably not relevant. I hope. Journal Entry 6/13/2013 Talked some more. Both of us like Talking Heads, she told me she saw them live once. Told her that we should meet up someday. She said her job takes up the majority of her time but she will try to fit me into her schedule. I want her so bad it's drivin me mad. (yknow. beatles reference. i still want her either way) Looked at her profile more, she loves books. I typically don't read for fun but I'll try sometime later. Journal Entry 6/16/2013 Chatted more, she wasn't as active but it's clear she's interested. Lemme grab a screenshot.. Kaitlan Ademola Sorry for all the awkward small talk, not really sure how to have a big convo Don't worry about it dear, I'm not typically a chatter either. But it's not like I'll mock you for saying something odd. Thank you lol Don't worry. I'm free tomorrow, actually. We could meet up if you don't have much to do. YES I mean. Sure. You're cute. changed my schedule. im hoping she doesnt find me creepy irl Journal Entry 6/18/2013 Met her in person. She's a lot taller than I first thought. Not that its a bad thing of course (I like tall girls) but me being 5'5 and her being like. I think almost six feet was awkward. We went to this nice restaurant, we didn't mention work. She was a lot nicer in person. Kept her formal way of speaking. Gonna see if we can do something else later. Journal Entry 6/20/2013 Continued to chat, I got her number now at least. She told me she was really busy for the weekend, decided to actually focus on work stuff for now. I'll update this later. Journal Entry 6/21/2013 We talked about our life at home. Told her about my cat, Elvis Pawsley. She thought the name was really cute. I asked about her pets but she said she never had one, which makes me sad. Maybe I can invite her over? She might like Elvis. Journal Entry 6/23/2013 I told her about my family. She reminds me of my mom a bit. This doesn't say anything about me, does it? God damn it, Freud. You win again. Journal Entry 6/25/2013 Went on another date with her. Second one, this time to a much cheaper place to see if she y'know. Isn't in it for the money. She laughed at my cheesy jokes again. I think I might be ready to tell her. Journal Entry 6/26/2013 We talked more. Kaitlan Ademola I love you FUCK that was that was a mistake aa Pfft. You're cute. Huh? Wha Hasn't even been long, but you're already so sweet. Don't think I've had someone treat me as nice as you. I love you too, hun. Journal Entry 6/30/2013 Her account and mine got updated, says "dating". Maybe this SCP isn't so bad. Will update you later. Journal Entry 7/03/2013 She sent me a. not very safe for work pic of herself. She's fucking gorgeous. Journal Entry 7/08/2013 We went on yet another date. This time we watched a movie together. We were holding hands the entire time. Kaitlan Ademola I'm happy to have met you<3 Aw, you make me blush. I'm blessed to meet you as well. Do you wanna hang out tomorrow? Y'know, just us two at my place. I got snacks. I'd love to see you. :D Journal Entry 6/26/2013 We met up at my house. We had dinner, we watched stuff on the couch We did. Stuff I love her touch. She also finds Elvis adorable. Journal Entry 6/28/2013 Kept talking, kept sending pics. I don't know what to put here, really. Kaitlan Ademola Listen. You're nuts. Me? Pfft, it's good music. Shut upppp. duran duran is a one hit wonder, you nut. Does that make it bad? Maybe hungry like the wolf was just so much better. Lies. Talking heads has SO many hits. Did duran duran make Swamp? Checkmate. Fair enough. Hungry Like the Wolf is mid. Journal Entry 7/14/2013 Sorry for not updating. She said she has a lot of work to do. I do too. I miss her smile. Journal Entry 7/16/2013 She told me she'll be gone for the next few days. Gonna follow her feed, maybe there's something interesting. Journal Entry 7/17/2013 FUCK fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Okay so uh bad news. Kaitlan is way out of my league. Like. Met up with the other O5s about ΩK "End of Death" discussion. Finally prepared something in case it does come, SCP-3287. She's a fucking O5 member. What the fuck. What the fuck is omega K?? end of death?? Journal Entry 7/18/2013 She hasn't realized that I saw that post, or that the post is there yet. I haven't said anything to her. Journal Entry 7/19/2013 Kaitlan Ademola Hello? Are you there? You haven't said much to me recently. If you have an important day, please tell me. Honey? Are you okay? I'm here if you need to talk, please don't ghost me. I love you. I'm so sorry. Journal Entry 7/21/2013 I told her that I know the truth. She hasn't said anything all day. If anything happens, I'm sorry. Journal Entry 7/25/2013 Nothing. Journal Entry 7/30/2013 Kaitlan Ademola I'm sorry. I didn't want to know about this. I still love you. Journal Entry 8/1/2013 Nothing. Journal Entry 8/2/2013 Still nothing. Journal Entry 8/3/2013 Nothing. Journal Entry 8/6/2013 Guess who stopped by my office? It's nice to see her again. She sat in my office awkwardly. She pat my shoulder, gave me a kiss. I asked her if I'm going to be amnesticized. She didn't say anything. She left after a few minutes. Journal Entry 8/6/2013 Just get a message. Being demoted. I should've known. I know she didn't send it, said it was gross negligence or whatever. Damn it. I knew I fucked up the second I opened that website. I'm gonna forget all of this. Forget the Foundation and forgetting her. Please. I don't want to forget. Journal Entry 8/17/2013 I miss her. Haven't seen her since. I just want to hear her voice again. Feel her lips. I want to see her again. Journal Entry 9/1/2013 I'm sorry, Amelia. This is for your own good. I love you. This is the end of the file. If you would like to put in another entry, please input "Create". Delete Which entry do you want to delete? All Input username and password to proceed. USER: O5-6 PASS: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * O5 detected, overriding lock… Deleting… … … … Entries have been deleted. Log out Logging out.. 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SCP-5797 | keter | Item #: SCP-5797 Damaged vehicle within SCP-5797 following a Foundation-initiated OVERDRIVE event. Special Containment Procedures: All roads within a six kilometer radius of Provisional Site-23 are to be monitored by Foundation personnel, and any vehicles susceptible to the effects of SCP-5797 are to be barred from entry. This is to be carried out under the pretense that the area is too geologically unstable. Description: SCP-5797 is a ten acre lot (Provisional Site-23) occupied by the derelict Gas n’ Go Truck Stop and Café in rural Stevens County, Washington. At the time of Foundation discovery, there were twenty-one vehicles parked on the premises. Cargo vehicles weighing in excess of two thousand kilograms1 travelling within a six kilometer radius of SCP-5797 will undergo an OVERDRIVE-Class anomalous event. At the beginning of an OVERDRIVE event, operators of the affected vehicle will lose control over speed, steering, braking, and any other functions typically reliant on manual attention. In the seconds following the initiation of an OVERDRIVE event, human occupants will undergo involuntary flexion and muscle contractions, rendering them incapable of communication. The affected vehicle will then travel autonomously in the direction of SCP-5797. Saponification2 of flesh and organs begins approximately two minutes into the OVERDRIVE event. This affects not only human occupants but any livestock that may constitute the vehicle’s cargo. By the time an affected vehicle has reached SCP-5797, all non-osseous organic matter within has broken down into a viscous protein slurry. An OVERDRIVE event concludes when the affected vehicle has reached SCP-5797. Upon entering the lot, the vehicle will park itself in the nearest available space to its point of entry. All attempts to date at blocking a vehicle’s journey to SCP-5797 have failed; even with considerable damage, an impeded vehicle will persist in its efforts to reach the lot. SCP-5797 first came to the attention of the Foundation on 2019/08/15. A spate of missing truck drivers in the Colville area led to local authorities discovering the associated vehicles on the SCP-5797 lot, along with biological remains. The truck stop had been closed for three decades prior to the first recorded OVERDRIVE event. + Experiment Log - Experiment Log A number of test vehicles equipped with remote control systems were driven into SCP-5797's radius of effect. In all tests, on-board recording equipment failed shortly after the initiation of an OVERDRIVE event. TESTED VEHICLE(S) RESULT Mack Superliner wrecker and Ford LTL 9000 All fuel had been siphoned from the Ford prior to initiation; vehicle was attached to the Superliner wrecker and driven into the radius of effect. Ford broke free of wrecker and made its way to SCP-5797 in convoy with the Superliner despite its lack of fuel. Peterbilt 379 Suggestion that SCP-1872 be used in an attempt to counteract the effects of OVERDRIVE scenario. Class-D volunteer was seated at the wheel of subject vehicle to initiate SCP-1872's anomalous effects. Attempts to divert vehicle away from the OVERDRIVE course failed. Though measures were in place to free human subject from the vehicle before saponification could occur, personnel were unable to reach the truck due to its increasing speed. Subject expired and the vehicle in question reached SCP-5797. LVSR Heavy 10x10 Layers of counter-terrorism barricade were installed along the route, with a heavy military vehicle selected for the test. Affected vehicle avoided the barricades and instead pursued an alternate off-road route through dense forest, uprooting hundreds of trees until entering SCP-5797 from the rear of the lot. This was the last time an OVERDRIVE event occurred; testing had caused SCP-5797 to reach its full capacity of forty-seven vehicles. + Incident Log 2019/08/19 - Incident Log 2019/08/19 On the morning of 2019/08/19, approximately twenty-four hours after SCP-5797 reached its full capacity, a geological event caused the collapse of Provisional Site-23. This was identified as a large sinkhole, encompassing the entirety of the site and surrounding terrain. All forty-seven subject vehicles had fallen into the hole, and a successful search and rescue operation was enacted to recover sixteen trapped personnel. Three hours later, personnel reported mechanical grinding sounds and tremors emanating from the sinkhole. Subsequent exploration was unable to locate any of the forty-seven vehicles; instead, a borehole with an opening measuring six by three meters was discovered in the south-west corner of the crater. AS A RESULT OF THE INCIDENT ON 2019/08/19, THIS DOCUMENT HAS BEEN REVISED THE FOLLOWING INFORMATION CONTAINS AN UPDATED OBJECT DESCRIPTION AND APPROPRIATE CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES FOR THE ENTITY BELIEVED TO HAVE CAUSED THE COLLAPSE OF PROVISIONAL SITE-23 Item #: SCP-5797 The clean-up operation following the destruction of Provisional Site-23 remains ongoing. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5797's length, and its anomalous properties, have made adequate containment procedures exceedingly difficult to implement. Research into a large-scale containment vessel that SCP-5797 cannot burrow through is ongoing. SCP-5797 is to be monitored using probe and drone equipment. Foundation personnel embedded in the oil industry are to be on alert for damage or disturbances which may have been caused by SCP-5797. The Foundation will provide appropriate reimbursement and cover stories on a case-by-case basis. Due to the fact that SCP-5797 inhabits an area of frequent tectonic activity, tremors caused by SCP-5797’s movements are to be blamed on seismic events. Description: SCP-5797 is a biomechanical organism consisting of forty-seven segments, each comprised of a semi-truck or a similarly-sized cargo vehicle. Segments are connected by an intricate lattice of both metallic and organic matter, granting SCP-5797 a significant degree of articulation. The front segment, a 1990 Kenworth equipped with an industrial snowblower, has adapted in a manner which allows the organism to burrow through rock and hardened soil. SCP-5797 is currently active beneath the Pacific Northwest of America; since its discovery beneath eastern Washington, the organism has been tracked as far south as Salem, Oregon and as far north as Vancouver, British Columbia. Travelling at an approximate depth of 1.6 kilometers and an average speed of thirty kilometers per hour, SCP-5797 approaches the surface only in the presence of pipelines (both off- and on-shore), rigs, and other sources of oil; it is believed that SCP-5797 relies on these for sustenance. The front unit of SCP-5797 doubles as a mandible, capable of piercing steel pipes, and is equipped with rubber tubing3 through which the ingestion of oil occurs. SCP-5797 demonstrates an attraction only to man-made sources of oil. + Interview Log: Clarissa Boetticher 2020/08/21 - Interview Log: Clarissa Boetticher 2020/08/21 Gert Boetticher in 1996, a year prior to his death. Interviewed: Clarissa Boetticher Interviewer: Dr Andrew Fields Foreword: Clarissa Boetticher, whose late husband Gert had managed the Gas n’ Go Truck Stop until its closure in 1989, was located by the Foundation at a retirement home in Astoria, Oregon. Gert Boetticher died of an aneurysm in 1997. Dr Fields was posing as an FBI agent investigating the now widely-reported disappearances4 in rural Washington. <Begin Log> Dr Fields: Hello, Mrs Boetticher. I’m a Federal Agent- Clarissa Boetticher: Yes, of course. From the telephone. Agent… Fields? Dr Fields: That’s correct. Now, I've got some questions regarding the site of your old business. General kinda stuff, but I won't dig too hard if it makes you uncomfortable. Clarissa Boetticher: Oh, no. It’s a pleasure. Not that I expect to be any use, if this really is another… another Bundy, like some folk are saying. Dr Fields: Now, ma’am, don’t let’s start jumping to any conclusions. We’ve yet to find anyone, deceased or alive. It's very much an active investigation, and we've got people working day and night on this operation. Clarissa Boetticher: I heard your people’ve been snooping around the old Gas n’ Go. You know, I always expected someone would’a bought it, after Gert packed it up, and turned it into a strip mall or someth- Dr Fields: Now, may I ask you about Gert? That is, of course, if you’re comfortable with- Clarissa Boetticher: It’s fine. Well, so long as you’re not suggesting that Gert’s got something to do with it. Clarissa laughs nervously. Dr Fields: That… would be something, wouldn’t it? Nah, I'm kidding. Sorry to get all Mulder on you… Clarissa Boetticher: Well, I’ve always said, my old Gert died an angry man. Dr Fields: Angry? Violent angry, or… Clarissa Boetticher: Angry in his heart. The Gas n’ Go, that was our lifeline. I ran the store, but Gert… he was the pumps. He was the garage. You rolled in with a flat on your Pete, you’d roll right on out again with it all patched up and Gert wavin’ in your rear-view from the forecourt. Dr Fields: What made you give it up? The garage, the store, after all those years? Clarissa Boetticher: Simple. The interstates. No need to turn off anymore, drive a semi four miles through the boonies just to grab some Lays and a tank of gas. Not when you’ve got them brand-spanking new travel centers or whatever they call them. You have your BP, your Shell, you name it, and it’s all right there on the highway. And – let me tell you something, Mr Fields – you don’t got no chance when you’re up against big oil. Dr Fields: Would you say Gert held a grudge, then? Against these corporations? Clarissa Boetticher: Oh, something like that. Right up until he died, he’d go on these rants… you’d chalk it up to senility, if you hadn’t lived with him for half your life. Dr Fields: I must say, Mrs Boetticher, this is a decent place. Helluva view, as well. Pity there's too much fog to see the bridge. Clarissa Boetticher: This was the dregs, Mr Fields, of what that garage earned for us. Eighty-nine is when we shut up shop, no kids – that ship had sailed – so we put what was left in the bank. It’s just a pity that Gert… Gert didn’t make it far enough to be here with me right now. Dr Fields: I’m sorry, Mrs Boetticher. Clarissa Boetticher: Well… that’s life for you, I suppose. Ain’t nothing you could have done about it. Hell, none of this is any use to your… investigation. Dr Fields: I mean… we’re gonna have to dig the old place up, Mrs Boetticher. What’s left of it. On the off-chance something’s… someone’s buried under there. Just thought I’d let you know, before we… Clarissa Boetticher: Actually, Mr Fields, one more thing. You'll find someone under there, but… it's not going to be any of the poor folk you're looking for. Dr Fields: Oh? Clarissa Boetticher: It's… when Gert died, we took him back there to, you know, rest. I hope that wasn't breaking any laws, or… Dr Fields: Environmental law is not my jurisdiction, ma'am, but it's my understanding you still owned the land at the time of his death. Clarissa Boetticher: I just… I should have mentioned it sooner, Mr Fields. So used to trying to forget all about it, put it to the back of my mind. Dr Fields: And that's okay. I know what it's like to bury a loved one. Clarissa Boetticher: Not… not like that. When we put him there, his body… his body… Dr Fields: Ma'am? Clarissa Boetticher: It's like he started melting… the skin just drip… dripping away. We threw the soil down over him fast as we could – couldn't afford no casket – and that was that. Dr Fields: Melting? Clarissa Boetticher: Yeah, like… you know what, Mr Fields? It's weird, 'cause the way I remember it, all runny like that… it was just like oil. <End Log> Closing Statement: The skeletal remains of Gert Boetticher were recovered from the crater at Provisional Site-23 and transferred to an East Coast facility for analysis. To date, SCP-5797 remains an active anomaly beneath the Pacific Northwest. + Addendum 2020/06/28 - Addendum 2020/06/28 Excerpt from CNN article, 2020/06/28 MORE PRICE HIKES EXPECTED AFTER DISASTROUS YEAR FOR NORTH AMERICAN OIL By Hayley North, CNN Updated 1431 EST June 28, 2020 A joint body of North American oil executives has released its internal report on a fiscal year that some analysts have described as "catastrophic". Reasons cited include earthquakes, poor maintenance, and several acts of sabotage by eco-terrorist movements. Losses have been blamed primarily on a series of incidents involving infrastructure, including faulty rigs and damaged pipelines - these alone have cost major oil firms over six billion dollars in equipment damage. Critics, however, say that many of these damages could have been largely avoidable. Democratic nominee Bernie Sanders addressed crowds at his rally in Tulsa last night, saying that nationalization of the industry "should never be off the cards." Over the course of twelve fiscal months, the United States and Canada have seen the price of crude oil and gasoline rise by as much as five percent, a number which is projected to rise if current trends continue. Increased seismic activity on the north-western coast has raised additional concerns about the long-term viability of drilling and pipeline projects in the region. Footnotes 1. Not including occupants and/or cargo. 2. The conversion of fats or lipids into soap. 3. Formerly part of a vehicular air brake system. 4. The missing persons remain the extent of public knowledge surrounding SCP-5797. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5797" by ThisMightBeAuto, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5797. 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-5798 | safe | by J Dune SCP-5798 - X Image Credits ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 5798 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: notice link to memo The locus of SCP-5798 Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force Site-103 O. Michael Saint S. Haddow NA The drain SCP-5798 frequently surfaces from Special Containment Procedures: The building containing SCP-5798 has been purchased by the Foundation and shuttered from public access. Two Foundation guard personnel are to be stationed on-site for the purposes of deterring trespassing. Description: SCP-5798 is an entity of indeterminate length residing in the plumbing system of a YMCA1 building in █████ ██████, Florida. Subterranean imaging techniques have revealed that SCP-5798's length takes up the entirety of the building's plumbing system. The entity's physical appearance is that of a mass of flesh, terminating in several tentacle-like appendages. SCP-5798's epidermal coloration is entirely transparent, and as a result, veins, muscle tissue, and small, blonde hairs have been observed as part of the entity. SCP-5798 is mostly dormant, and has only been observed to surface for brief periods of time through a small drainage gate located in the shower of a men's locker-room, fitting its appendages through the slots on the grate. The entity is capable of extending up to 1.2 meters from the drain. SCP-5798 is sapient, and is capable of communicating coherently in English. (See Addendum.5798.1) Addendum.5798.1: Incident Log Initial research of SCP-5798 was conducted by Junior Researcher Haddow. While tuning subterranean radar equipment inside the locker room, the following events occurred, a log of which has been transcribed from surveillance footage and can be found below. BEGIN LOG Researcher Haddow sits in front of the shower, taking notes. A voice is heard, coming from the drain. SCP-5798: Hey! Haddow: Huh? Haddow looks up from his notes and turns his head. SCP-5798: I'm over here, bud. Down the drain. Haddow: Oh. SCP-5798: That's it? 'Oh'? You talk to someone like me often? Haddow: I just… wasn't aware you could speak. Believe it or not, you're normal compared to some of the things I conversed with over the past week. SCP-5798: Seriously? You work at a 7-11 or something? Haddow: Practically. Oh, I guess they'll want me to ask you questions. Let's see, uh… you have a name? SCP-5798: Don't think so. Haddow: What are you? SCP-5798: Don't care. Haddow: (Gestures) Mm, how'd you get into, uh, your situation? SCP-5798: Don't know. Haddow: GOD— (Exhales) Sorry. I'm just, I can't give answers like that. They want information. SCP-5798: Shit, well, I'm really sorry, man. I genuinely can't answer those questions. Who's 'they'? Haddow: My bosses. Look, even if you have to make something up, I won't know. I just need research credits, please. Haddow brings his left hand to his temple and begins massaging it. SCP-5798: I wasn't trying to be rude or anything. I just don't think about those things, y'know? I apologize. Haddow: It's… it's fine. I'm fine. SCP-5798: You sure about that, man? I promise, you can talk to me about it. Haddow: W— What? I mean— Christ, I'm talking to a fucking drain monster. This is ridiculous. SCP-5798: There's no need to be prejudiced, I can speak and think just as well as you can. I'm willing to lend an ear, if you think it would help. Just pretend I'm not here and speak your mind. No filter. Haddow: You sure? I mean, I'd sound unhinged. I'm already talking to a— SCP-5798: A drain creature, I know. Just give it a shot, dude. I won't judge. Haddow: (Pauses) Fine. (Inhales) No. God, no, I'm not alright. I just— SCP-5798: This is how healing happens. Haddow: I'm overworked, I'm exhausted, I'm lonely— I'm still hundreds of thousands of dollars in-debt, and you'd think a trillion dollar organization would take care of that but they don't. I do pointless research all day in hopes of maybe, MAYBE, getting a paid vacation one year, and a complimentary plaque in the Site break room or some shit. Sure, if I'm lucky enough to be so useless to the Foundation that they actually let me go, I'll be able to retire at 60, where I can own a nice little compensation house for me to fuck off and die in peace. That's if I don't lose my life talking to a fucking drain-snake or end up in a wheelchair because I looked at a book the wrong way on a Tuesday or some other contrived bullshit. Haddow groans and begins sobbing into his hands. SCP-5798: Let it all out, bud. Let it all out. I'm listening. Haddow: Girls don't like me, guys don't like me, hell, at this point my fucking hand doesn't like me either. I just— I just— I have so much work due all the time and I'm shit at time management and I have to ask for a deadline extension and— And it never ends! I haven't slept more than 4 hours in YEARS! YEARS! Haddow continues crying. SCP-5798: Jeez, I… uh, that's awful dude. I never realized you guys up there had it so bad. Haddow: (Sniffling) Only… if… you're… POOR. SCP-5798: I don't mean to make you jealous, but I never had to deal with anything like that. Haddow: What would you know about anything? You're a fucking drain-snake! SCP-5798: Hey, I'm pretty cultured! Like, I got it all down here. I can sleep as much as I want, watch movies all day— Haddow: GOD— wait, really? SCP-5798: Totally, dude. Movies, TV Shows, games, YouTube, whatever. Haddow: Well, now I'm interested. How do you do all that? SCP-5798: No clue. I just think about it really hard and it happens. I've always been able to do it. I basically spend all my free time online. (Laughs) Haddow: So you… you have internet, you sleep as much as you want, and you… well, what else do you do? How do you occupy yourself all day? SCP-5798: Like I said, podcasts, message boards, Warcraft. Speaking of which, I do have a raid coming up in 20, so I might have to step away for a bit, if that's good with you. Haddow: Isn't that a paid game? SCP-5798: Bitcoin. You ever try crypto, dude? It's the future, I'm telling you. Haddow: Man, it sounds great down there. SCP-5798: Life's just better. You'd probably enjoy it, and I take it you're not much of a socialite anyways, but the only downside about living down here is that it gets a little lonely. Haddow: Can't you just talk to people online? SCP-5798: Yeah, but it's just not the same. Why do you think I started talking to you? Haddow: Good point. SCP-5798: Been getting into writing recently. Helps with the introspection. Haddow: You… write? SCP-5798: Whenever I want, for as long as I want. Haddow: That's all I've ever wanted to do! SCP-5798: Down here you'd be able to write all day! Haddow: You're so right! I, uh, want to be a romance author, but I'm too scared to actually go through with it. (Laughs) SCP-5798: HELL yeah, that's the spirit! I'm telling you, come down here, dude. I promise, you'd love it. I'd get a friend, you'd get the life you want to live— it'd all work out! Haddow: Come down there? SCP-5798: Yeah, I can bring you down here. Wouldn't that be neat? Haddow: I mean, I couldn't— SCP-5798: Your call, suit yourself. Something's telling me you're going to regret it if you stay. Haddow: You know what? You're right! Fuck this! Haddow throws his notebook and pen down. He pushes over a stack of imaging equipment. Haddow: Fuck you, Foundation! I'm living my own life! SCP-5798: Fuck yeah, you are! I mean, uh, I don't want to pressure you or anything. As soon as you step into the shower I'm gonna pull you down here, just so you— Haddow leaps into the shower. Haddow: I'm ready! I'm ready! I'm finally FREE! SCP-5798 emerges from the grate, extending upwards and tracing its appendages on its surroundings. The entity lunges forward, wraps its appendages around Haddow's right ankle, and pulls him towards the drain. Haddow gleefully shouts. It uses another appendage to bring Haddow's left ankle closer to the grate, and pulls with enough force to begin pushing the bottoms of Haddow's feet through the holes of the drain. Haddow screams, and the sound of skin ripping is audible through the locker room. By anomalous means, the entity manages to pull both of Haddow's feet through the grate. Blood and excess tissue fills the shower floor. SCP-5798 pulls Haddow's ankles, contorting the bone to slip through the holes. Audible grinding of the cartilage is heard, and cracking sounds are intermediated with Haddow's increasingly distressed vocalizations. Haddow passes out and regurgitates a mixture of blood and stomach contents. A loud crunching noise is heard as SCP-5798 snaps the tibia and fibula of Researcher Haddow's lower legs. Several more appendages emerge from the grate to retrieve excess skin. Haddow seizes and continues to vomit. In his thrashing, he has broken several teeth, and his nose appears to be displaced. Haddow appears to regain consciousness, and vocalizes unintelligibly. As the entity attempts to squeeze Haddow's crotch through the grate, another snapping sound, assumed to be Haddow's pelvic bone, is heard. Haddow goes limp as SCP-5798 squeezes his torso and stomach through the grate. A slurry of entrails and viscera is expelled from Haddow's mouth, which increases in concentration as more of his body is forced through the drain. Haddow's rib cage snaps, and his upper torso sinks to the floor. The last of Haddow's body, the head, is pulled through the drain. Excess brain matter, hair, ocular muscles, and teeth surround the immediate area of the grate. The slurry of bodily fluids and entrails stains the shower. END LOG Upon further interaction with SCP-5798, the entity used Researcher Haddow's voice to communicate. No relevant or new information has been gained from this research, and the entity claims to have no recollection of Researcher Haddow. Footnotes 1. Young Men's Christian Association ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5798" by J Dune, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5798. 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: they.jpg Name: the y Author: me License: CC-BY-SA-3.0 Source Link: i took it Filename: draingang.jpg Name: drain Author: me License: CC-BY-SA-3.0 Source Link: i took it |
SCP-5799 | keter | Fig 1.1: Inactive SCP-5799 specimen. Item #: SCP-5799 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation personnel stationed in the city of Rexburg are to suppress any knowledge of SCP-5799's existence to the general public. Likewise, field agents are to be stationed in dental clinics and report any young adults suffering from toothaches of any form. Field agents proficient in the field of dentistry and oral hygiene must extract any teeth that may cause physical ailments in the affected adolescent. Extracted teeth are then analysed by the dental auxillaries of MTF-Upsilon-8 ("Cavity Creeps")1 to determine if these teeth are viable SCP-5799 instances. Upon extraction of these entities, agents are to disseminate amnestics to the individuals involved and their families with cover stories implemented as an explanation for the missing teeth. Any active SCP-5799 instances in the wild are to be contained whenever possible. MTF-Phi-5 ("Twilighters") is responsible for the termination of all SCP-5799 entities while sending cover stories to the families of the hosts for an explanation regarding their disappearance2. Description: SCP-5799 are groups of human teeth (six or more) exhibiting autonomous motion and predatory behavior. Despite being made of enamel, SCP-5799 instances display abnormal malleability and actively stretch out in length; in this way, SCP-5799 entities are able to move and traverse to different locations. SCP-5799 instances are nocturnal predators, typically seeking out adolescents between the age of 15 and 22 while they are in bed. Upon finding their prey, these instances restrain the subject using their roots. They wedge open the subject's jaw, forcibly extract each tooth, then implant themselves. Fig 1.2: Fully grown SCP-5799 instance residing in D-80090's third molar. Three hours after implantation, the subject's mandible and maxilla bones3 will become increasingly malleable. The subject's facial muscles will undergo sustained spasms, often resulting in a permanent risus sardonicus4. Over the next few days, the implanted instances expand in size, displacing surrounding tissue. The malleability of the subject's facial bones permits this displacement to occur with minimum tearing or breakage. SCP-5799 instances inhabit the host's mouth for up to 12 days, continuing to grow. At the end of their life-cycle, they experience rapid demineralization5, followed by the emergence of a dozen or more of deciduous teeth6. Alterations to the host's tissue and bone resulting from SCP-5799's growth remain after this process is complete. Discovery: SCP-5799 was discovered in the city of Rexburg, Idaho after a surge in cosmetic dentistry and facial deformities among children were reported. MTF-Xi-3 ("Body Snatchers") were then sent to the appropriate locations to capture all SCP-5799 instances and administered amnestics to the hosts' families. Prior to their discovery, field agents also reported flyers and pamphlets being passed around in the local church and rehabilitation centers regarding a "tooth strider infestation." The following transcript below is an example of one of the flyers received: Got a bad toothache!? Tooth Striders are no joke. Especially when it comes to the safetry[sic] of your children. That's why Billy's Dental Killing Services are the ones for you! We'll break any tooth, no matter hte[sic] size, because that doesn't matter to us! Call 1-███-TOOTH-ACHE for our services! Remember: That's 1-███-TOOTH-ACHE! Call within the next 48 hours, and we'll throw in a discount! (probably) Attempts to contact the number have yielded inconclusive results. Footnotes 1. A task force specialized in dental hygiene to combat orthognathic anomalies. 2. This is due to the growing or fully grown SCP-5799 instances becoming increasingly difficult to excise from the host and rendering extraction of these instances an impractical ideal. 3. The upper and lower jawbones respectively. 4. Otherwise known as a rictus grin. 5. Otherwise known as caries, or tooth decay. 6. Commonly known as baby teeth. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5799" by Connor MacWarren, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5799. 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: tooth.jpg Name: Weisheitszahn1.JPG Author: RosarioVanTulpe License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Filename: holyfuckthatisgross.jpg Name: Cavity.jpg Author: Digantatalukdar License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-5800 | keter | NOTICE - Entry Locked Unfortunately, I've had to lock this entry, for the following reasons: We originally found this entry on a vinyl disc in the ruins of Site-01. When we inserted a copy of it into the old Foundation database, it was automatically erased. We'd like to avoid anything like that if possible. Given the attention scp-wiki.net has received recently, we've locked all of the pages in order to prevent vandalism. Please contact the Foundation Preservation Guild for more information. Item #: SCP-5800 Site Responsible: USPAPH Site-98 Director: Jeremy Henshaw Research Head: Sean Reemus Assigned Task Force: N/A Level 5/5800 CLASSIFIED Diagrams of SCP-5800's aperture depicted as a 5-polytope manifold; the following are the four known stages of the aperture reaching to higher levels of dimensional expansion. Special Containment Procedures: Scientific institutions and observatories must be prevented from discovering SCP-5800-1. Leaked and disseminated information on SCP-5800-1 must be taken down and kept away from public knowledge or addressed as a hoax. Foundation protocols must be kept in place to prevent any entity or entities from breaching this aperture. Foundation metaphysicians have prepared an A.I.M. (Absolute Idealistic Materials) chamber around SCP-5800-1 to permanently seal away entity or entities emerging from the aperture. Description: SCP-5800 is a hypothetical alternate reality that is known in relativistic physics as the fifth dimension. Specifics of SCP-5800 are unclear due to the inability of Foundation technology to properly analyze mathematical and anomalous dimensional constructs higher than our own. SCP-5800 retains radically different ideals than the laws of physics of baseline reality. SCP-5800 is host to living inconceivable abstract concepts that operate in Noospheric subspace similar to that of biotic components interacting with one another in a natural ecosystem. Most of these abstract concepts or entities are predatory in nature and aggressively envelop or dominate weaker ideatic concepts in order to increase in fractal topology. SCP-5800-1 is an aperture located approximately 5.5 au (Astronomical units) away from the Earth and appears as a uniform 5-polytope (Schläfli symbol t1{3,3,3,4}) with the Schläfli symbol increasing in notation every 215 years. This aperture does not conform to normative spacetime and instead appears to possess a tesselated geometry that steadily increases in complexity to the point that Foundation supercomputers are incapable of processing a digital representation of SCP-5800-1. SCP-5800 was officially designated following several events involving SCP-1425, SCP-2155, SCP-3005, and SCP-4565 and their effects on human society. Following a more accurate quantification of SCP-5800, Foundation resources are to be devoted to its neutralization. Addendum 5800.1: The Petrislav Notes Igor Petrislav (1689 - 1751) was a Russian sorcerer and one of the first to codify their practices into what is now known as thaumaturgy. Towards the end of his life, Petrislav discovered SCP-5800 and began to perform experiments on it. Following his death, Petrislav's next of kin hid his work on it in a hidden chamber in his stronghold by Petrislav's will. This research was not rediscovered until it was excavated in 1996. Some relevant paragraphs have been translated below. If there is a world of ideas, then there is a world that contains the opposite of ideas. It took some experimentation to be able to breach the boundary between these two worlds, but now I can see why it was sealed away. I found it to be frayed at the ends, yet overflowing with some substance that can only be accurately described as "light" in our universe. This "light" is very pleasing to take in; unfortunately, it melts the mind and causes madness. Abram stared into the portal for the entire day, and at the end he couldn't say a coherent sentence that didn't involve the color pink or the sight of smoke. In addition, the light seems to have an adverse effect on animals, as my two cats ran for their lives at the sight of the opening. If my observations are correct, I believe that submerging anything inside of this world will inevitably result in the idea remaining there. Viktor put an apple inside of the portal before taking it out. The apple slowly shifted forms and color, until it turned itself into a green snake who spoke cautionary tales about liquid hands and hateful stars in the sky. I took the liberty of sealing the aperture after that; I'd rather not have ideas interact with that world for a prolonged period of time. Addendum 5800.2: Further Research The following is a audio recording of Dr. MacWarren, one of the lead researchers analyzing SCP-5800's effects on human cognition. Alright, I'm supposed to leave the office but I can't be fucked to write anymore. I've been bleeding out my nose and ears for the past two days and it keeps messing up my papers. [Audible coughing] Right, so what we've learned so far about SCP-5800 is that it's an ecological ideaspace for extremely volatile abstract concepts. These things have a hierarchy of sorts which is dictated by the size of these beings. I use the term "size" loosely because th- [coughs] there ah… these things are presented in sets of infinities; like how many integers or natural numbers there are in- in mathematics. The sheer size of these- these beings are defined as uncountable infinities. Despite logic telling us that there can't be anything larger in scale than… well… infinity. Yeah, I know to the average layman that can't be possible. But it's very much true. These beings are represented by their "aleph numbers": numbers which represent the cardinality of infinite sets. Professor Hutchinson stated that such beings exist in these numbers and have been known to for quite some time. What we've found out, is that there is a philosophy stemming around the hidden potential of the human mind. That in order to ascend past the boundaries of everything, one must secede from their personal principals and "unlock what's within." These, uh… it's just a metaphorical analogy and all that. Ideas presented in a way for us to understand how to truly be one with the very hand that exists above us and sits at a many-angled throne of stars and pure radiance. A blissful- [Dr. MacWarren pauses for 30 seconds. He sharply inhales and exhales.] Sorry, got a bit carried away there. Anyway, there are sects that have had a long history with a certain key stretching all the way back to the Third Crusade. A key that could open all the doors to the world and the mind itself. We haven't figured much about this door though. I'm sure we have some keys locked up that can open some doors or all doors. But I don't know anything about a door. As far as I'm concerned, I don't think we ever had a door contained in the first place… or did we? I don't- I don't know. Whatever… I don't expect anyone to understand. Calvin and I have been working our asses off on this thing and I- I think it's affecting us somehow; they're telling us to go on a medical leave. Our research and data on SCP-5800 is getting pushed to someone named Harkness, he's got more experience with this than I do anyway. Shit, I'm getting lightheaded as hell. Right, that about wraps up what's- been uh… happening as of late. Talk soon. Addendum 5800.3: SCP-5800-1 Exploration Attempts PROJECT BORDER BLUE After the appearance of SCP-████1 following testing between SCP-███ and SCP-████-█, it was determined that an exploration of the anomaly would give greater insight into its origins. A Urelena-Class Colony was erected near the entrance of SCP-████. Director Simon Browning was originally selected to head exploration efforts; however, O5-5 overrided Protocol ALPHA-CONTAMINANT in order to oversee exploration themselves, citing a need to be precise. The colony was considered self-sustaining on 2095/03/29. A robotic drone was to be deployed into the anomaly on 2095/04/09. However, five days prior to deployment, Site-19 Command received the following transmission: COLONY: This is Agent Stroffson, aboard Urelena-Class Colony #1093. We're undergoing a situation, can anyone hear us? SITE-19: This is Dr. Johannson, at Site-19, in New San Francisco, Saturn. What's the situation? COLONY: We're being pulled into SCP-████. We believe that the mission is over. SITE-19: Are you sure you're mentally well, Agent? From our telescopes, it looks like the colony isn't being pulled in at all. COLONY: No, no, no, there's an… a light. There's a light and we're being pulled into it. SITE-19: Do you require us to send an evacuation team? COLONY: We're drifting away, no. I don't think… I don't think they'd fare. <Transmission suddenly ends.> An evacuation team was mobilized at Site-19; however, before evacuation could occur, the colony suddenly vanished from reality. The only known survivors were O5-5 and several of his associates, who had escaped from the colony in a custom escape pod. Given the observations of the colony and this incident, SCP-████ has now been classified as a sub-anomaly of SCP-5800. NOTICE The file below was found on the same vinyl that we found the SCP-5800 file on. Given the fall of the Foundation occurred shortly after the events described above, this is believed to be relevant. O5-5 Extended Description of SCP-5800: SCP-5800-A refers to the concept of the Foundation as an entity. After an event on 2095/05/05, SCP-5800-A has been partially submerged inside of SCP-5800. This has had an impact on baseline reality, causing: The alteration of the Foundation's core mission statement. The replacement of several high-ranking officers with members of GoI-005 ("The Fifth Church"). The release of many SCP artifacts and entities due to new protocols. The absorption of several minor groups of interest, such as GoI-049 ("Global Occult Coalition"). Incident Log 5800-TRINITY: On 2095/05/05, the director of MTF Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") entered the O5 Council's main chamber as part of a surprise inspection. However, they found O5-5 performing a ritual, involving the sacrifice of several important Foundation personnel and the drawing of a star on the floor using chalk. MTF Alpha-1 managed to interrupt this ritual, but suffered major casualties. Several modifications to the Foundation as a concept took place after the ritual (see Extended Description of SCP-5800 above). In response, parts of the Foundation broke off with the goal of overthrowing the O5 Council. INTERVIEW LOG Interviewer: Dr. Sean Reemus Interviewee: O5-5 <Begin Log> Dr. Reemus: Have you heard of the Chaos Insurgency, Overseer? O5-5: Of course I have, doctor. Dr. Reemus: The Overseers became tyrants. The Insurgency was formed because they did not want to see the world ruled by people with power left unchecked. I think we're trying to imitate them. O5-5: That's not what this is really about, is it? Dr. Reemus: No, no, no. The Insurgency turned out to be a mistake in the long run. It's just a lot easier to rally behind the idea of eliminating tyrants than eliminating ideas. O5-5: That seems a little extreme to you, doesn't it? Dr. Reemus: So what's your story, then? Why have you suddenly changed the Foundation's prime directive and absorbed the competition? O5-5: You don't really get it, do you? You think we can just solve the world's problems by putting them all in boxes. Four-sided boxes filled with the vilest and the darkest of evils. Dr. Reemus: If this is about the number five, there's no scientific evidence that it is what you claim it is. O5-5: But God? God will cleanse this fetid world. This forsaken universe is a sin, and we will be born anew in God's glorious dazzling light. It's not a fantasy, Sean. It's not even a reality. It is so, so, so much more than that and beyond. It's an escape. And we have the KEY to bring it here. Dr. Reemus: Key? Are you talking about SCP-5800? O5-5: When you cut the arm off of a starfish, what happens? Dr. Reemus: What? I don't… it grows back, right? O5-5: You have to know, God's omnipresence expands above all the worlds in every universe. We thought we could keep it out by obliterating the very idea of God's existence, and it didn't even work! We tried to excise it from the very abyss in our heads. We tried so damn hard to cut it out. But like a starfish, it grew back. You can't stop it. God is here to bring us what we deserve. Dr. Reemus: With all due respect, Overseer, you're insane. O5-5: What, you thought we could just lock the DOOR and throw away the KEY? It was always there. We put God on the other side of the DOOR and pretended that everything was alright even though it wasn't. It never was. But we can still try to bring it here, Reemus. Deep down in the moist music and the- the orgasmic smoke of your heart's mind, you know that it's true. We already have the KEY, and we know what the DOOR is. [O5-5 convulses slightly.] O5-5: All you have to do, is let them in, doctor. Call your men off, tell them to let them in. Dr. Reemus: Okay, I think we have enough here. Clef, do you think you can edit it, so- <End Log> Footnotes 1. Now classified as SCP-5800-1. 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SCP-5801 | safe | FluffyDog00 Check out the rest of my works here: Author Page An instance of SCP-5801-1. Item #: SCP-5801 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5801 has been acquired by the Foundation and is designated as private property. Any civilians who reach SCP-5801's designated red zone are to be amnesticized and relocated by posted guards. All testing and interviews involving SCP-5801-1 instances are to take place outside of the barrier surrounding SCP-5801. Description: SCP-5801 is an undisclosed location in Nome, Alaska. A barrier composed of an unknown transparent material surrounds SCP-5801. The barrier is 7 m in height, and encloses an area that is 22.4 m in diameter. Both instances of SCP-5801-1 and personnel are unable to pass through the barrier. SCP-5801 contains instances of SCP-5801-1, which are sapient beings composed out of three spherical masses of snow, and possess tree branches in the place of limbs. Materials making up the facial features of SCP-5801-1 vary, but recorded materials include sticks, leaves, berries, vegetables, and rocks. SCP-5801-1 instances possess the ability to speak and move, and have been observed to converse with each other on a regular basis. According to interviews with multiple SCP-5801-1 instances, SCP-5801 is an afterlife for deceased individuals whose effigies were shaped into SCP-5801-1 through a ritualistic process. Due to the absence of new SCP-5801-1 instances, it is assumed that this process no longer occurs.1 Addendum 5801-01: Interview Log: The following is an interview with an instance of SCP-5801-1, referred to as SCP-5801-1-A. The interview was conducted by researcher Morrissey. SCP-5801-1-A waddles close to the barrier. SCP-5801-1-A bears facial features composed completely out of blueberries, and stands approximately 1.8 m tall. Researcher Morrissey stands on the other side of the barrier. Morrissey: Hey, uh excuse me? SCP-5801-1-A: Pardon? Morrissey: Hi, my name is Morrissey. I’m a researcher working for the SCP Foundation. You probably see our team around here often. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions if you’re not busy. SCP-5801-1-A: Well yeah of course. Ain’t a lot to keep me busy here anyways. Morrissey: Alright then, can I get your first name please? SCP-5801-1-A: Yeah uh, it’s Pete. Morrissey: Okay Pete, do you recall your life before you came here? SCP-5801-1-A: Thankfully yes. SCP-5801-1-A lets out a chuckle. SCP-5801-1-A: I was a farmer. I had my own little dairy company. Good lil’ farm I had there. It was a family business too. Morrissey: Was the person who brought you here in your family? SCP-5801-1-A: Sadly, I don’t think I’m allowed to say. Morrissey: And why is that? SCP-5801-1-A: They know y’all are monitoring this place, and they told me they’d send me to the “Frosted Abyss” if I told y’all who they were. What that means? Hell if I know. Morrissey: Huh. Alright then. Perhaps you can tell me about the ritual that sent you here? SCP-5801-1-A: Well I didn’t hear about no punishment about telling y’all about the ritual, so I guess I can give you what I remember. On my deathbed they told me to “declare that I am truly afraid of death and wish to be frozen in this life” or something along those lines. Then they said some mystical mumbo-jumbo out of some spellbook, and then told me that my body would be buried in a mound of snow. It was to “preserve my essence in ice” or something like that. Morrissey: Are you actually afraid of death? SCP-5801-1-A: Without question my friend, without question. I didn’t really believe in no god so I had no hope in an afterlife. I thought death would be the end of my consciousness and feeling. I was scared to death until they showed up. Of course I’m assuming I can’t tell y’all how I met them, so I’ll just leave it at that. And now, I’m here. Still conscious and all. Still don’t know what to feel about it. Morrissey: Alright, thank you for your time. SCP-5801-1-A: Hey, anytime my friend. Again, there ain’t much to do around here so this was time well spent. END LOG Addendum 5801-02: Interview Log 2: The following is an interview with an instance of SCP-5801-1, referred to as SCP-5801-1-B. The interview was conducted by researcher Morrissey. SCP-5801-1-B is close to the barrier. SCP-5801-1-B bears two rocks for eyes, a carrot for a nose, and a mouth made from blueberries. SCP-5801-1-B stands approximately 1.2 m tall. Morrissey: Hey, you there! The little guy! SCP-5801-1-B turns around. SCP-5801-1-B: Oh, hi! Are you one of those sciency people? Morrissey: (chuckles) Why yes I am. SCP-5801-1-B: Cool! Morrissey: (chuckles) Yeah, I was wondering if I could ask you some questions. SCP-5801-1-B: Sure! Will it help with your science stuff? Morrissey: Why yes it will. SCP-5801-1-B: Yay! I'm ready. Morrissey: Alrighty then. What is your name? SCP-5801-1-B: I'm Timothy, but you can call me Timmy! Morrissey: Awesome! Well Timmy, I was wondering how you got to this place. SCP-5801-1-B: Well, I had a thing called a brain tumor, and mommy and daddy didn't want me to die. So they took me to these people called the- Before SCP-5801-1-B is able to finish its sentence, its facial features begin to slide down its face. SCP-5801-1-B: No, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to tell them, I didn’t! SCP-5801-1-B's head inverts. SCP-5801-1-B: No, please! Mommy, mommy… SCP-5801-1-B's body begins to thaw, disintegrating into a mass of slush. The slush dissolves into water. A heart resembling that of a human’s remains in the middle of the puddle. Nearby SCP-5801-1 instances take notice of this event, reacting with a mixture of fear and sadness. Morrissey: Oh god. END LOG Footnotes 1. Possibly due to the Foundation's awareness of SCP-5801. |
SCP-5802 | euclid | close Info X 88.08% (+96) 11.92% (-13) -% (+0) -% (-0) Item #: SCP-5802 Clearance Level: 4 (Secret) Image of an SCP-5802-A instance. Note the artificial light from above, and the lack of visible pollution due to its depth below the surface. Special Containment Procedures: A 5-kilometre exclusion zone has been established around SCP-5802 and SCP-5802-1, ringed by a circular perimeter. Aside from PTF Rho-17 ("The Cleanup Crew"), no personnel are to enter this exclusion zone for any reason. Personnel found breaking this rule are subject to termination. All approaching persons are to be detained and amnesticized with necessary force to prevent entry into SCP-5802’s exclusion zone. Approaching SCP-3396-01 instances are to be terminated with extreme prejudice by PTF Rho-18 ("Factory Patrol"). Should PTF Rho-18 be unsuccessful, a localised state of emergency is to be declared. This state of emergency dictates that any available Task Forces are to travel to SCP-5802’s exclusion zone to assist in the termination of the SCP-3396-01 instances. Arriving Task Forces are subject to the same quarantine protocols as PTF Rho-17 and -18. The members of PTF Rho-17 ("The Cleanup Crew") are to patrol SCP-5802’s surrounds and neutralise any found SCP-5802-2 instances. Before and after entry into SCP-5802 exclusion zone, Rho-17 members are to undergo Class IX1 quarantine protocols and outfitted with Class-5802 Hazardous Material Suits. Contaminated members are to be terminated and the remains incinerated. + View Archived Containment Procedures - 19/7/17 + - Close - SCP-5802 is currently under investigation for its continued and consistent acquisition of large amounts of monetary assets in the form of stocks and physical stockpiles of various fossil fuels (petroleum, coal, natural gas, etc.), chemicals, both artificial and natural, used in the construction of man-made materials, radioactive and corrosive substances, and various toxic and/or otherwise pollutant anomalous items. Investigations into SCP-5802-1 are currently ongoing. + View Archived Containment Procedures - 29/6/18 + - Close - SCP-5802 is to be shut down by any means necessary, as it is currently uncontained and poses a severe threat to the integrity of the Veil. Containment efforts should primarily focus on: The suppression of information regarding SCP-5802 to the public Attempts to prevent or otherwise inhibit the growth of SCP-5802's monetary assets The capture and containment of SCP-5802-1A and -1B The capture and interrogation of SCP-5802-2 instances for information regarding SCP-5802, -1A and -1B, and -3 instances The minimisation of fallout from SCP-5802-3 instances The movement of civilians out of areas that could potentially be affected by SCP-5802-3 instances presently or in the near future (based on analysis of movement) SCP-5802 can be considered Neutralised if one of the three following conditions are met: complete liquidation or otherwise destruction of SCP-5802 assets, the complete destruction of all SCP-5802-2 and 3 instances and the prevention of further instances from manifesting, or the successful assassination of SCP-5802-1A and -1B. Currently, efforts are underway to neutralise SCP-5802 in collaboration with Skitter Marshall and his subordinates, defectors from Marshall, Carter, and Dark, and various other GoIs (including, but not limited to, The Serpent's Hand, Global Occult Coalition (GOC), and Manna Charitable Foundation). The use of MTF Omega 8 ("Empyrean Warriors"), as well as other anomalous personnel and weaponry, has been authorised in containment/neutralisation efforts of SCP-5802. + View Archived Containment Procedures - 15/10/18 + - Close - Containment or neutralisation of SCP-5802 is currently of highest Foundation priority. If left unchecked, SCP-5802 will inevitably result in an IK-Class "Collapse of Global Civilisation Scenario", followed by an XK-Class "End-of-the-World" Scenario. SCP-5802-1A and 1B are to be terminated by any means necessary, and consequences up to and including a Lifted Veil Scenario are acceptable. SCP-5802-2 instances are to be captured and interrogated for information regarding SCP-5802, -1A and -1B, and -3 instances. Upon conclusion of interrogation, they are to be terminated and their bodies incinerated. SCP-5802-3 instances are to be destroyed if possible. If not, civilians are to be moved out of the potential fallout zones. Methods of safely penetrating or neutralising SCP-5802-4, minimising its effects on the surrounding environment, luring SCP-5802-1A and -1B out of its area, or otherwise circumventing its anomalous effects for the purposes of -1A and -1B's termination are currently of highest priority. Description: Lake Winnipeg, before conversion into SCP-5802-1. SCP-5802 refers to a circular area with a diameter of 4km containing a collection of inactive factories2 (collectively referred to as SCP-5802-A) in a state of disrepair, once owned by Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd. They are scattered throughout SCP-5802, centred around SCP-5802-1, and increase in numerical density as they approach SCP-5802-1's surrounds. SCP-5802 displays higher than usual readings of Akiva radiation that, like the density of SCP-5802-A instances, increases the closer to SCP-5802-1 it is. SCP-5802 is heavily polluted by various substances, ranging from non-anomalous smog, oil, and toxic waste, to extremely volatile thaumaturgical substances that significantly affect the local area. Notably, this waste does not spread past the bounds of SCP-5802, but is instead prevented from passing by an intangible barrier surrounding the exact circumference. This barrier only affects the aforementioned waste; all other organisms (including SCP-5802-2 instances) and items simply pass through it. Organisms that come into direct contact with any of the pollutant substances of SCP-5802 will inevitably die of overexposure to the contacted toxic element, even if the quantity and form of exposure is insufficient to cause death. Upon the cessation of life functions, organisms will undergo a series of anomalous changes to physiological structure, biochemistry, and thought processes, becoming an SCP-5802-2 instance. SCP-5802-A instances vary in structure, appearance, size, and composition. Several are little more than small concrete warehouses, whilst others are enormous mining complexes with several floors extending hundreds of metres underground. Although instances of SCP-5802-A are functionally inactive, most artificial lighting and other superficial operations are still running. Within individual instances of SCP-5802-A, large amounts of inert anomalous machinery and piles of various pollutants can found. This machinery appears to have been used for purposes that vary within each instance, but can be split into four categories: The processing, refining, and packaging of fossil fuels The processing, refining, and packaging of various chemicals The processing, refining, and packaging of nuclear materials and other substances with adverse side effects on human health The processing, refining, and packaging of thaumaturgical materials and other anomalous substances Anomalous additions to the machinery within SCP-5802-A instances vary wildly, but will consistently increase the machinery's efficiency (lowered power and resource consumption, etc.), increase the quality of produced products, increase the structural integrity of both the machinery and the factory it is housed in, add various extradimensional gateways for faster transportation through the factory or even as connections to other SCP-5802-A instances, and produce the highest possible quantity of waste products (even if this means extracting the necessary components from the type of product being processed) with the most damaging effects on the surrounding environment. Numerous SCP-5802-A instances have entire sections devoted to the synthesis of waste products, or, in the case of Factories 19B, 120C, and 342F, are entirely devoted to the creation of waste products, using the previously mentioned extradimensional gateways to transport the required materials. SCP-5802-1 is a circular area with a diameter of 200m, set at the centre of the collection of SCP-5802-A instances. At SCP-5802-1's centre is a single 5802-A instance, referred to as SCP-5802-A1. SCP-5802-1 is extremely densely polluted, even when compared to the rest of SCP-58023, and otherwise differs significantly from SCP-5802 due to a high amount of anomalous waste. SCP-5802-1 has an inconsistent topography, and appears to be partially intersected with higher spatial dimensions. It is subject to variable anomalous phenomena associated with an unstable reality, such as spatial 'bleeding' and fracturing, extreme unnatural weather (such as rains of ignited oil, tornadoes of various natural gases and nuclear elements, areas of spontaneous total darkness that cause reality within to temporarily cease existing, etc.), and temporal fluctuation. SCP-5802-A1 is, unlike other 5802-A instances, empty, save for several corpses belonging to various GoIs, members of MTF Omega-8, and Iris Dark and Robert Carter. Due to the poorly understood efforts of Omega-8 member Kieran Trelock, the corpses of these GoIs and the rest of his MTF have not transformed into instances of SCP-5802-2. The corpse of Iris Dark is a large, fossilised skeleton that is encased in a translucent combination of oils, toxic waste, and anomalous thaumaturgical waste products. Their skeleton differs from baseline humans through the addition of four heads extending from the Axis (C2) Cervical vertebrae that resemble those of a non-anomalous Tyrannosaurus Rex (large teeth, ellipsoid shape, etc.), a long, piked tail, and an unfolded ribcage. The corpse of Robert Carter is a large pit of rusted machinery over 20m deep, with their enormous, mechanized face (resembling that of someone in the last stages of SCP-217 infection) at the bottom. Attached to this machinery is a diverse, inactive assortment of tools found in SCP-5802-A instances (such as vacuum tubes, buzzsaws, hammers, laser splitters, and tranaculars4), weaponry (guns, rocket launchers, particle cannons, and plasma accelerators), and tubes connected to various SCP-5802-A instances for the discharge of harmful materials and waste products. SCP-5802-2 instances are the highly mutated, reanimated corpses of organisms directly exposed to SCP-5802 pollutants. Mutations are disparate between instances with no discernible pattern, except for predacious qualities, an increase in intelligence, and a desire to expose as many organisms as possible to the interior of SCP-5802 for the creation of more 5802-2 instances. + View Archived Description - 19/7/17 + - Close - SCP-5802 is C&D Holdings Ltd, a splinter company of Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd. C&D Holdings is a company which processes and sells various fossil fuels, chemicals, nuclear material, and anomalous substances. Their legal business is currently under investigation for a presumed predictive anomaly (SCP-5802-1), which has so far allowed the enormous and continuous acquisition of high-value stocks in several (previously) relatively obscure oil and chemical companies, which have since merged with SCP-5802. In 100% of cases as of yet, companies that SCP-5802 invests in will find a considerable amount of their respective material (oil, gas, nuclear elements, etc.) within 15 days of being invested in. Despite being a relatively new company, SCP-5802 is already twentieth-highest valued out of all companies in their field. If allowed to grow further, SCP-5802 could gain a total monopoly over all companies of their branch, giving Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd extreme financial power. SCP-5802-1 is the presumed predictive anomaly that SCP-5802 is using for stock purposes. Its appearance, method of function, and origin are unknown, yet it has already displayed the strength of its abilities through SCP-5802. Containment of SCP-5802-1 is currently of moderate-to-high priority. + View Archived Description - 29/6/18 + - Close - SCP-5802 is C&D Holdings Ltd. Previously a splinter of Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd, SCP-5802 has since replaced the company entirely while keeping remaining operations intact, though with a greater focus on the SCP-5802 industry branch. SCP-5802 is currently the fifth-highest valued company of its field, and is set to overtake the highest-valued company, China Petroleum and Chemical Corporation, in the coming weeks. SCP-5802-1A and -1B are Robert Carter and Iris Dark, respectively. Based on the testimony of PoI-5802-1 (Skitter Marshall) during his distress call, it was ascertained that SCP-5802-1A and -1B were exposed to solution from SCP-3396, becoming 3396-01 instances. The strength of their abilities seems to be directly affected by the value of SCP-5802 stocks, as well as its position in the global market. The higher the value and position of SCP-5802, the stronger SCP-5802-1A and -1B's abilities become. SCP-5802-1A has the ability to manifest complex machinery for various purposes at will. This machinery has several anomalous properties, such as increased efficiency, increased quality of products, and greatly increased structural integrity. Although the strength of his abilities was previously ~50-60 on the Empyrean Power Scale5 (50-60 denotes a moderately strong ability, and in this case 5802-1A was able to manifest up to 5 tonnes of machinery at a time before losing consciousness), it has since steadily increased to ~150-170 EPS, allowing the manifestation of up to 100 tonnes of machinery before losing consciousness, along with stronger anomalous modifications and more complex designs. His whereabouts are currently unknown. SCP-5802-1B has the ability to manifest various substances associated with environmental damage, such as fossil fuels, chemicals both natural and artificial, nuclear materials, highly toxic/corrosive materials, and various anomalous materials. The strength of her abilities was previously ~70-80 EPS, allowing the manifestation of up to 10 tonnes of raw material before losing consciousness. Currently, her abilities rank ~200 EPS, allowing the manifestation of up to 400 tonnes of material before losing consciousness, additionally granting her moderate pollutiokinesis. Her appearance and bodily composition have undergone numerous unspecified changes, but have allowed her to survive all assassination attempts and kill her assailants. Her location is currently within the metropolitan area of Toronto. SCP-5802-2 collectively refers to the employees of SCP-5802, who have undergone numerous changes to their physiology and mental state. Changes include increased endurance and energy, the addition of various extendable mechanical tools from their spines, and a near-fanatical devotion to SCP-5802 success. The method of adding these changes on such a wide scale (as 5802-2 instances currently number approximately 20000) is unknown. SCP-5802-3 refers to numerous factories under SCP-5802 which have began to manifest in various areas. These factories are responsible for the processing, refining, and packaging of the various materials that SCP-5802-1B produces, and are staffed by SCP-5802-2 instances. They produce large amounts of pollution and waste products, which have detrimental effects on the surrounding area, civilian health, and the environment at large, and resist all civilian assaults. SCP-5802-3 instances are currently manifesting in the countryside of Ontario, CA. Predictive pattern analysis suggests that they are travelling directly towards Manitoba, but will detour to within all major cities within 5 square kilometres of this path. Civilian evacuation efforts are underway. + View Archived Description - 15/10/18 + - Close - SCP-5802 is C&D Holdings Ltd, a splinter company of Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd which has since overtaken its parent company. Currently, C&D Holdings operates in the fields of production and processing of fossil fuels, various chemicals, nuclear materials, highly toxic/corrosive substances, and anomalous/thaumaturgical substances. It is the highest-valued company in all of these fields, and has since assimilated most lower-valued companies in these fields into itself. SCP-5802-1A and -1B (Robert Carter and Iris Dark, respectively) are SCP-3396-01 instances that have gained the anomalous abilities to manifest large amounts of anomalous machinery (-1A) and the materials of SCP-5802's fields (-1B). Their abilities, as of writing this document, both rank at ~300 EPS, tying them as the fourth most-powerful 3396-01 instances ever recorded. SCP-5802-1A can generate up to 1000 tonnes of machinery with extremely strong anomalous properties before fatiguing, while -1B can generate up to 2000 tonnes of raw material before fatiguing. Additionally, both SCP-5802-1A and -1B have undergone significant changes to their physiology. SCP-5802-1A resembles a large, 20m deep pit of complex machinery, tools, weaponry, and tubes for the discharge of waste products from SCP-5802-3 instances. A gargantuan form of his face (approximating someone in the last stages of SCP-217 infection) lies at the bottom of the pit. SCP-5802-1B resembles an animate fossilised skeleton with splayed ribs and several reptilian skulls emerging from her spine. Her muscles and skin have been replaced by large quantities of the materials she produces (oils, nuclear material, etc.) which form into simulacrums of her previous appearance. SCP-5802-2 collectively refers to the employees of SCP-5802; as of time of writing, they number over 100 000. Along with increased durability, energy, and strength, they possess a near-fanatical devotion to SCP-5802. Additionally, their physiology has been changed into various barely humanoid forms, incorporating seemingly random physical elements from both SCP-5802-1A and -1B. SCP-5802-3 instances are large factories, currently concentrated around SCP-5802-4. They possess anomalously high structural integrity, and are devoted to the processing, refining, and packaging of the materials SCP-5802-1B produces. Significant portions of SCP-5802-3 instances are devoted to the synthesis of harmful waste products, which are subsequently released into the surrounding environment. SCP-5802-4 was formerly Lake Winnipeg. Due to the use of much of its water in SCP-5802-3 instances as a manufacturing resource, and the addition of massive amounts of anomalous pollution, it has shrunk to a circular area with a diameter of 200m. A single SCP-5802-3 instance has manifested in the exact centre. It is immeasurably highly polluted with various materials, and the addition of anomalous refuse has cause the area to gain non-Euclidean properties and convert exposed organisms to SCP-5802-2 instances. SCP-5802-1A and -1B currently reside within the lone SCP-5802-3 instance. Associated Documents: The following documents form a timeline of the events from SCP-5802-1A and -1B's conversion to SCP-3396-01 instances to their deaths. Most of these were recovered after the deaths of SCP-5802-1A and -1B. Analysis is underway in order to prevent future similar events from occurring. + Transcript of Internal MC&D Communications - 15/4/17 + - Close - Incident Report 01 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall We're alive. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 02 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Skitter Marshall Recipient Iris Dark Dark, where the fuck have you and Carter been? That was an extremely valuable shipment you were handling, worth at very least US$79 million. I assume you've botched it, but that still doesn't explain why you've simply vanished for the past nine days. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 03 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall Thank you kindly for your concern for our wellbeing, Marshall. And yes, the transaction was botched, but through no fault of our own. That organiser you vetted? Maxwell? He was a traitor, that son of a bitch. Our clients tried to assassinate us and take the cargo for themselves. If it weren't for Jacobi, we'd both be dead. As it is, Carter's still unconscious, and I've got eighteen broken bones. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 04 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Skitter Marshall Recipient Iris Dark I see. Well, at very least, the two of you are still alive, barely. Did the product survive? We might still be able to salvage this. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 05 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall In a way. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 06 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Skitter Marshall Recipient Iris Dark 'In a way'? Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 07 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall The samples were destroyed in the assassination attempt, just shot to pieces in the gunfight. Carter and I simply happened to be in close proximity while the aforementioned shooting to pieces occurred. Both of us were contaminated. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 08 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Skitter Marshall Recipient Iris Dark [EXPLETIVES REDACTED] Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 09 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall What an eloquent summation of our situation. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 10 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Skitter Marshall Recipient Iris Dark Just send me your coordinates, I'm coming over. Clearly, neither of you are competent enough to handle this on your own. This may be to our advantage. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 11 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall Coordinates sent. And please. I'd like to see you handle yourself in a shootout. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 12 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Skitter Marshall Recipient Iris Dark Those coordinates you sent. Why are you in Delaware? The delivery was scheduled in Santiago. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 13 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall It's… a long story. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 14 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Skitter Marshall Recipient Iris Dark Long story, huh? I look forward to hearing it, which should be in roughly… 15 hours. I can't believe I'm being dragged out of Tokyo because you both almost got yourselves killed. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 15 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall Well, technically, it was you who ordered us to be present at the transaction… Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Incident Report 16 Re: Transportation of 'Thaumaturgic Organs' Sender Skitter Marshall Recipient Iris Dark Touchè. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP + Security Transcript from the Delaware Peculiar Hospital - 16/4/17 + - Close - VIDEO LOG - DELAWARE PECULIAR HOSPITAL, FLOOR 7, WARD 18-B DATE: 16/4/17 NOTE: Delaware Peculiar Hospital is a front organisation constructed of various members of the anomalous community for treating those involved in accidents of an anomalous nature. It has an antimemetic effect on civilians who are unaware of the anomalous. [BEGIN LOG] (Skitter Marshall enters the ward, briefly turning to communicate with two barely discernible figures just outside the door. As he shuts the door quietly, Iris Dark turns to face him. In the next bed over, Robert Carter lies unconscious.) Dark: Look at who's arrived…. (she pauses for several seconds to examine her digital watch) 2 minutes and 27 seconds late. So much for being punctual. Marshall: Do you have any idea how much precaution I had to take to avoid being followed? How much those bodyguards outside charge? Which begs the question, how the hell did you get here without being noticed, let alone killed? Half your body's covered in gauze and plaster. You can't even walk. Dark: As I said, it's a long story. And again, this is still technically your fault. Marshall: Are you seriousl- (Marshall is interrupted by Dark's snickering.) Dark: Goodness, I almost forgot how fun it is to rile you up. (There is a slight pause.) You didn't honestly think that I was that petty, did you? (Marshall simply sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, angling his head downwards slightly while squeezing his eyes shut.) Dark: Really? Wow. I'm almost insulted. Marshall: Can you just explain how you got here? Dark: But of course. Starting from just after the assassination attempt in Santiago, our outlook was rather bleak. All of our agents had been killed, barring Jacobi, Carter was seriously wounded, I could barely move, our transport was destroyed, an EMP had disabled our technology, and our money was gone. To make things worse, our would-be assassins were still in hot pursuit; we were, as you would put it, 'fucked'. We managed to evade capture temporarily by hiding in a wheat field, but we were still stranded god-knows-where with no way to contact outside help. We didn't really know what to do until Jacobi noticed that the wheat was watching us. Marshall: The wheat was… watching you. Dark: Not literally watching us, of course. There was a kid staring at us from just beyond some stalks. Damn near gave Jacobi a heart attack. Marshell: Did you really have to phrase that in such a needlessly obscure way? Dark: Hey. I'm telling the story here. I tell it how I want. (Marshall seems like he is about to speak, but is silenced by a glare from Dark.) Dark: Getting back to the topic at hand, Jacobi noticed the kid. He called out in Spanish, saying that we were injured and needed some help, and the kid hesitated, then beckoned us forward from his hiding place. We followed until the villagers just appeared all around us from the shadows of the wheat. Marshall: I'm assuming that 'suddenly appearing from the shadows' is another figure of speech? Dark: That? No, they literally appeared from the shadows, just… melting into existence. I was watching. Carter and I were then loaded onto primitive stretchers and Jacobi was led by hand by a gang of old women, heading into the wheat. I came close to panicking when everything went black, but just as suddenly it disappeared and we were emerging from the field into a village. We were certainly not near the village when we started- Marshall: Are you saying you teleported? How? Dark: Firstly, don't interrupt me. Secondly, yes, we did teleport. Thirdly, and I was just getting to this, remember the shipment we had that landed us into this whole mess? Remember how it was extremely rare? Marshall: How is this relevant? (Iris narrows her eyes. Marshall sighs in exasperation.) Yes, I remember. Happy? Dark: Very. Continuing on, there was a large tree growing in the centre of the village, and from that tree flowed a glowing liquid that was a very particular shade of blue. The same blue as the organs from the shipment. Hell, I think I saw some growing from the branches. Marshall: A tree that just produces SCP-33966 excretions freely? Dark: Exactly. And it seems everyone in the town had had contact with it at some point or another, which I realised after I looked around and saw an overwhelming majority of the townsfolk using… magic. Marshall: Magic. Dark: If I had a better term for it, I'd use it. But again getting back to the topic at hand, that kid is most likely how we teleported, using their ability. As it turns out, we'd arrived at a time when the 'Healer' was out travelling, and we'd have to wait until they got back before we could be treated properly. I thought we were safe until the man who was explaining the situation was shot. (Dark sighs.) Better… better him than me. And he at least acted as a shield for a few more bullets before he died, and even more after that. As they died, I got a better view of the shooter, and lo and behold if it weren't one of our clients. Bastard had some kind of maniacal grin on his face. Now, I don't mind killing people for the sake of achieving goals, but shooting that man? Totally unnecessary. If he'd just waited, he would have got a clear shot, but as it was, he not only failed to kill me but gave me a shield as well. I was, admittedly, pissed at him for needlessly killing someone out of incompetence, but when the rocket from the field obliterated the tree? That did it. I… I believe 'Snapped' is the proper term for it nowadays. Marshall: 'An awakening or the first proper utilisation of a magical ability, often brought on by extreme emotion or traumatic events.' Dark: There we go. Seeing all that profit, that power, go down the drain because some grunt couldn't keep from itching his trigger finger? I couldn't take that. So I Snapped. Suddenly, the man shooting at me brought his hands up to his throat and started choking, and last I saw before I passed out was black liquid trickling out of his mouth. When I came to, Carter and I were in a horse-driven carriage, a villager on the reigns. Jacobi wasn't with us. We made our way up to Delaware from there to get treated, seeing as how the 'Healer' was dead, along with everyone else in the village. I don't know exactly what happened or how we escaped, but from what the driver told us, Jacobi gave those fuckers hell. (Dark pauses for several seconds.) Dark: They were an astonishingly useful group, especially the driver. If they'd stayed with us until you'd arrived, I'd probably reimburse them for their efforts. As it is, however, they drove off after we made it to the hospital and before I could get their name. A pity. (Dark pauses briefly.) Dark: And that's our story. It's very sad and tragic, what with all the innocent people dying, but at least we're alive. The loss of the tree was… regrettable, however. Marshall: Much as I'm disappointed at losing that, you're both alive, at least. Dark: Not only that. We've got (Iris wiggles her eyebrows.) magic. (Marshall mutters something indistinct about immaturity.) Dark: What was that? Marshall: Nothing. So, is your… 'magic' the ability to choke people to death. Dark: Choking people? Useful as that would be, it's so nauseatingly pedestrian that I don't think I could bear it if that actually was my magic. No, I have a much better ability. Marshall: And that would be? (Dark faces her palm towards the ceiling and squints. A large globule of oil forms, falling and splattering on the ground.) Marshall: You can make… tar. Dark: Not tar. Oil. High-quality oil. Not only that, but any kind of fossil fuel, several kinds of chemical, nuclear material, and even thaumaturgical products. I can create up to a tonne of any combination of these until I'm rendered unconscious for eight hours. (She taps her temple.) How I know this is beyond me. It just appeared in my head. Marshall: Interesting. Dark: And I've already thought of how we could use it. The fossil fuels industry is one of the largest in the world, and new companies are spawned every day, each one hunting for oil reserves. If we buy up the stock of some small company and nudge them towards a deposit of oil I've created… (Marshall laughs.) Marshall: Manipulating the stock market? How devious. Why, I- Marshall is interrupted by Carter's stirring. Dark: Well, would you look at that. Sleeping Beauty's finally woken up. Marshall: About damn time. (Carter slowly regains consciousness, bewildered, before the situation is explained to him regarding how he and Dark escaped from the assassination attempt.) Dark: You were unconscious for nine days, which I suppose is relatively justified, given how severe your injuries were. (She pauses briefly.) Oh, and your leg had to be amputated as well. (A look of panic passes across Carter's face briefly before he discovers that he still has both legs. Dark laughs while Marshall raises an eyebrow.) Carter: Bastard. Dark: You never learn, do you? Carter: Oh, just because you're a- Marshall: Stop your bickering. Carter. You were contaminated by the shipment. What the hell can you do? Carter: Me? I've been unconscious for nine days straight, in case you haven't noticed. How am I supposed to… (Carter trails off.) Dark: It's there, isn't it? Knowledge that isn't yours, but is there nonetheless. Carter: That's one way of putting it. (There is a pause. Marshall: Are you going to elaborate? Carter: Hey. This feels weird, alright? It's like having a tumour in your memory. Poking it feels… wrong. Marshall: All it is is what your ability is and how it works. Stop being dramatic. Carter: Fine, goddammit. It's… (Carter visibly winces.) I can create machinery for any purpose that I want, even if I have no knowledge on how said machinery works. A maximum weight of, let me see, 500 kilograms before I pass out. (Marshall and Dark look at each other.) Carter: Why- why are you looking at each other like that? Stop it. You're scheming something, I can tell. Dark: Oh, we're scheming something all right. (Marshall claps his hands and rubs them together.) Marshall: This seems to be a perfect combination. Dark: Exactly what I was thinking. Carter: 'Perfect combination?' What the fuck are you talking about? Marshall: We're taking over the entire fossil fuels industry and everything associated with it. Care to join us? [END LOG] + Proposal for Operation 'Black Gold' + - Close - Operation "Black Gold" Proposal Author Skitter Marshall Date May 10, 2017 To Robert Carter, Iris Dark Identifier N/A With your newfound abilities, there is ample opportunity for some rather clever manipulation of the stock market (if I do say so myself), spearheaded by a splinter organisation I'll call Carter and Dark Holdings. Even if this somehow fucks up, it won't affect us in the slightest. The plan is as follows: Dark, you're to manifest all the relevant resources you can into one area. After this process is finished, as many stocks as possible of any small nearby company which works with the gathered resource is to be bought by C&D Holdings. Other companies are to be prevented access to this area, while the company we have stocks in is to be manoeuvred to the appropriate location. They find their resource in massive amounts, their stocks shoot up, C&D sells these and makes absurd amounts of money. Once the value of C&D Holdings has reached at least the top fifty companies in its field, the assimilation process can begin. Carter, your job is to create the necessary machinery to refine, package, and distribute the materials C&D Holdings has gathered to buyers. From here, the process is rinse and repeat. One important thing to note is that we have to provide incentive for customers to buy our product in large amounts. To do this, C&D Holdings is to prepare stocks for companies that are parts of opposing countries. Using a combination of political influence, assassinations, and outright lies, these countries will have tensions between them raised significantly, ensuring the buying of our resources in case of war. I have several disinformation campaigns prepared, as well as numerous antimemetic agents to obfuscate the true amounts of resources the opposing countries have from each other, causing confusion and panic. Again, this basically guarantees that the customers will buy up our stock. There are numerous other finer details here that I have sent through encrypted files to necessary personnel, but I'm sure you two get the gist of it. - To our success, ~ Skitter Marshall File Opened Under: Operation "Black Gold" Marshall, Carter and Dark, LTD Response 01 Re: Operation "Black Gold Sender Iris Dark Recipient Skitter Marshall I'm in. Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Response 01 Re: Operation "Black Gold Sender Robert Carter Recipient Skitter Marshall You crazy, crazy fucker. When do we start? Marshall, Carter and Dark, LLP Following this, C&D Holdings increased in value to where it stood as of 10/7/17, attracting Foundation attention. Additionally, Carter and Dark's abilities had increased in power due to constant use to ~50-60 and ~70-80 ESP respectively. Post-neutralisation sweeps of Carter and Dark's residences revealed a journal belonging to Iris Dark, dated 14/11/17. Significant amounts of entries and large passages are unreadable due to contamination with a combination of oil and various chemicals. + Recovered Journal Entries - Iris Dark - 14/11/17 - [UNKNOWN]/2018 + - Close - [13 UNINTELLIGBLE ENTRIES] [UNINTELLIGIBLE]hink I'm going insane. The voice gets louder whenever I'm using my abilities, but I still can't make out what it's saying. And that terrifies me m[UNINTELLIGIBLE]. [4 UNINTELLIGIBLE ENTRIES] I heard its name today. It called itself Ya[UNINTELLIGLE]at my abilities captured its attention, that I was doing 'good work', whatever that means. It offered a bar[UNINTELLIGIBLE]xchange for blood. My blood. When I asked why I should even consider taking up the offer, let alone trusting it, [UNINTELLIGIBLE]as enough to convince me. [7 UNINTELLIGIBLE ENTRIES] Ca[UNINTELLIGIBLE]lood sacrifices as well. It said that it's proud of us. That we can expect regular increases in strength in the futur[UNINTELLIGIBLE]ut if it's helping my plan along, then I'm no[UNINTELLIGIBLE]. [15 UNINTELLIGIBLE ENTRIES] I'm so much stronger now, and Carter is too. This being, whatever it is, has been incredibly helpful, and the plan is moving along swimmingly. At t[UNINTELLIGIBLE]otal dominance o[UNINTELLIGIBLE]. [12 UNINTELLIGIBLE ENTRIES] Carter and I both made the last sacrifice, together. [DETAILS OF RITUAL REDACTED] [UNINTELLIGIBLE]an see more clearly now. I can see what Y[UNINTELLIGIBLE]he beauty in what we're doing. Complete monopoly over the oil, fossil fuels, chemical manufacturing, nuclear power, and anomalous products industries isn't enough. We have t[UNINTELLIGIBLE]atched an plan within a plan, a way to make the world beautiful. Y[UNINTELLIGIBLE]derstood. Now I understand. Maybe this was destiny. A chance meeting with a being who could guide us to our divinely-inspired fate. To make the world beautiful. A world of pollution and industry, a world of purity and diligence. Free fr[UNINTELLIGIBLE]. And we're going to make it happen. Recovered camera footage suggests that the first dissent between Marshall and Carter & Dark occurred at this date, followed by infrequent and sporadic but increasingly aggressive outbursts from the members of both parties. Personality changes were first noted by Foundation psychologists in both Carter and Dark during this incident, and only further diverged in the future until their deaths. + Security Log Transcript: MC&D Highland Hotel - 13/4/18 + - Close - VIDEO LOG - MC&D HOTEL "HIGHLAND", PENTHOUSE OFFICE DATE: 20/7/17 NOTE: N/A [BEGIN LOG] (Carter and Dark open the doors to the office and enter. Their expressions are unreadable. Marshall sits at the head of a large, circular, oak wood table, rubbing his temples with his hands.) Marshall: Come in. We need to talk. (Carter and Dark both take seats.) Carter: There any reason you called us in? Dark: Well, it definitely wasn't to have a nice, rosy chat about how well we're doing. (Marshall shoots Dark a glance.) Marshall: 10 points to Dark. What the fuck have you two been doing? Carter: I don't follow. Profits are up, t- Marshall: That's not what I mean. I don't give a shit about the profits right now- Dark: That's a first. (Marshall glares at her.) Marshall: Actually, I'd like to ask you a question, Iris. Dark: Go on. Marshall: I gave you free reign over the placement of the oil. So, out of all the places you could've picked, why was in the middle of a rainforest? (Dark sighs.) Dark: Look, there wasn't enough space anywhere el- (Marshall slams the table with his hand.) Marshall: Don't try to feed me bullshit. There was plenty of space in barren, empty country all across the world, but you decided to but it there. And then, you had the audacity to try not only hide it, but lie about where it was. Why? Dark: (silence) Marshall: And you, Robert. I said hire people to work the machines, not start a goddamn sweatshop by tricking poor people in third-world countries. (Carter smiles very briefly, but quickly covers it with his hand. Marshall doesn't seem to notice.) Carter: Look, I ca- Marshall: No. You've both already spouted enough lies over the past months. I just don't understand what's gotten into the both of you. We're businesspeople, not tyrants. We don't destroy the environment or roster people into slavery just because we can, we do it when there's incentive. Where's the incentive here? Iris, you could easily place your oil into some desert in the middle of nowhere. Carter, you could easily pay the people in your factories double the minimum wage with no net loss. So, why aren't you doing that? What's wrong with you both? (Dark and Carter are both silent.) Marshall: Well? (Dark sighs.) Dark: We're making money and gaining power, Marshall. That's all that matters. When the fuck has anything other than that concerned you? Carter: I agree with her. When'd you suddenly go all soft on us, Marshall? Marshall: Are you seriously trying to turn this onto me? Accusing me of going soft? No. You're both completely out of control, so get a grip. Iris, there's no point in having a monopoly over the world's fossil fuels if there's no world left. Carter, don't you remember where you started? As a kidnapped child forced into slavery in Jakarta? (Marshall sighs.) We've all done terrible things in the name of profit, of power, before. I won't deny that. But only because there was reason to do so. This? This isn't reason. This is madness. This is out of line. And if I find out that either of you continue this at any point in the future behind my back, I am cancelling this operation, profits be damned. Now get out of my sight. (Dark and Carter rise stiffly, then leave. Marshall sighs, before turning around to the large window behind him and staring into the city. He continues this for 5 minutes, then turns to leave.) (As he passes Iris Dark's seat, he notices something.) Marshall: Hmm? (Marshall examines something unseen on the seat, his body obscuring the object from the cameras. As he moves away, fingers covered in a viscous black liquid, a small, vaguely humanoid figure constructed of what appears to be oil can be made out. It is melting into the seat, left behind. Quickly, Marshall moves to Carter's seat, and another small humanoid figure, this time constructed of cogs and machinery, can barely be seen. Like the previous, it is rapidly degrading, having been abandoned. Marshall frowns, his lips pursed. He exits the room.) [END LOG] On the 20th of June, 2018, the Foundation received a distress call from Skitter Marshall from within a warehouse in the city of Ontario. + Transcript of Distress Call from Skitter Marshall - 20/6/18 + - Close - AUDIO LOG - MC&D WAREHOUSE 57-A DATE: 20/6/18 NOTE: Unless explicitly stated otherwise, Marshall is whispering throughout the phone call. [BEGIN LOG] Agent Carlson: Hello? Marshall: Look, I get that our organisations aren't exactly on friendly terms, but- Agent Carlson: I'm sorry, but who am I speaking to? Marshall: Skitter Marshall, of Marshall, Carter, Dark. I'm sending you my location now. (Agent Carlson receives a message detailing Marshall's location.) Agent Carlson: Why are you calling us? Unless you've got a cure for magic, then there's nothing you can offer us that we'd be interested in. Marshall: Do you seriously think I'd call you for that? I've got much better cli- goddammit. I'm getting off-topic. It's… it's Carter. Carter and Dark. They've- I don't know. They aren't themselves anymore. Agent Carlson: We aren't some kind of therapy service, you know. If there's problems in your relationsh- Marshall: Shut. Up. When I say they aren't themselves any more, I don't mean our fucking friendship. I mean they've gone completely insane. Agent Carlson: Again, I don't- Marshall (talking over Agent Carlson): Did I forget to mention? The both of them got exposed to your secret little extradimensional parasite. 3396 is the number, I believe. Agent Carlson: That's highly classified information! How- Marshall: Do not interrupt me. It doesn't matter how I know, all that matters is that they're both insane and have highly unstable and extremely powerful magical abilities. Also, they're trying to convert me to their own fucked-up philosophy of, well, here it is now. (The sound of rustling is heard, presumably Marshall positioning the phone outwards to pick up external sound better. Carter and Dark can be heard rambling in the background.) Carter: Marshall, Marshall, Marshall. Don't you see? Running won't help. Running won't do anything but delay the inevitable, and a beautiful inevitability it is. The plan? Genius. And with Yawrael's7 help, we'll be able to see it to its fullest extent. An entire world, ruled by industry, sleek machines churning, spotlights reflecting off of freshly polished iron and steel. Dark: Come on, Marshall, don't live up to your first name so shamefully. Fleeing from the products of the plan you were a part of is a cowardly, pitiful thing to do, don't you agree? Perhaps the goal has shifted slightly from what it began as, but the end result is rather the same: total control. Oceans of oil and chemicals, bubbling in smog-tempered sunlight, a world all to ourselves, to do what we want. A world of purest pollution. Carter and Dark: Isn't this what you wanted? (The sound of rustling is heard again as Marshall repositions.) Marshall: Hear that? Totally insane. And their powers have been spiking recently, massive jumps in strength. Dark's got near-total control over oil, fossil fuels, chemicals, you name it, while Carter can create machines that can do literally anything. It's technology like I've never seen. The point is, if these two manage to capture me, they'll turn their eyes to the city next, and things will get really, really ugly. That thing with Mount Bachelor8? That was them. Do you really want them loose in this city? Do you have any idea what they'll do? Agent Carlson: …I see. I've scrambled a Task Force to come collect you, the City Slickers. They're experienced in this kind of thing. ETA five minutes. Marshall: "Boldly they rode and well, into the jaws of Death, into the mouth of hell." Agent Carlson: Looks like you know your poetry. Marshall: Damn right I do. One of the greatest inventions in the history of mankind. Agent Carlson: Agreed. I- (Marshall shushes Agent Carlson and goes silent. In the background, Carter and Dark can be heard screaming while the sound of machinery and oil bubbling sounds around them.) Marshall: Another spike? Now? Shit. Shit. That team of yours better be prepared. They don't take long to recover. Agent Carlson: They'll be prepared; they're being briefed as we speak. Marshall: Good. If I get out of this alive, you and I are having a good drink. You can't be all bad if you can at least enjoy some of the finer things in life. Agent Carlson: (Small chuckle.) The finer things, huh? Such as a bottle of Cognac, perhaps? (Marshall begins to speak, but is interrupted.) Carter, from somewhere above: Found you. (The phone registers several seconds of Marshall shouting indiscriminately over male laughter and the sound of gears and machinery before cutting out.) [END LOG] Members of MTF Pi-1 arrived approximately two minutes after the conclusion of the distress call. + Camera Log - MTF Pi-1 ("City Slickers") + - Close - VIDEO LOG: MTF - MC&D WAREHOUSE 57-A DATE: 20/6/18 TEAM MEMBERS: SUNRISE - Team Lead WHISKEY - Infantry JESTER - Cover TRACER - Communications WOLFHOUND - Thaumaturgist/Fire Support NOTE: [BEGIN LOG] (Video log begins from WOLFHOUND's camera. Members are seen entering MC&D Warehouse 57-A. SUNRISE is in front, and motions for a standard entry for an aggressor with unknown abilities. Upon opening the front door, a large amount of smoke billows outwards, obscuring visibility.) SUNRISE: Infrared on people. We don't know what we're dealing with, but the aggressors are apparently insane and have unspecified abilities, so be prepared for anything. (The remaining team members give sounds of affirmation. In front of WOLFHOUND, there is nothing but swirling blue. As Pi-1 moves through the door, the sound of female laughter echoes through the warehouse, followed by Marshall’s screaming. SUNRISE motions for the team members to split up into two groups: JESTER and TRACER move to follow SUNRISE, while WHISKEY joins WOLFHOUND.) JESTER, via radio: I’m seeing something on the Hume reader. There’s two entities, one in the centre of the warehouse, and one on the ceiling, about 6 metres from the left wall. Infrared tells me that Marshall’s strung up somewhere near the back of the warehouse by… something. I can’t tell what it is. Our group will be heading via the centre towards Marshall. WOLFHOUND and WHISKEY, you go via the right. SUNRISE, via radio: And remember: our mission is to recover Marshall safely, not to neutralise, or even contain, the anomalies. If you see an opportunity, take it, but if you’re under attack, get out of there. Please, for the love of God, don’t do anything stupid. I’ve got enough paperwork already. (There is light laughter over the radio from the team members.) SUNRISE, via radio: Seriously though, stay safe, and good luck. (WOLFHOUND and WHISKEY begin moving slowly through the warehouse’s interior, staying close to the right wall. After walking for a short time, WOLFHOUND notices something on the floor, nearly invisible to the infrared filter. He motions for WHISKEY to stop, and, careful not to make a sound, draws a binding circle around the object.) WHISKEY, whispering: What the hell’s that thing? WOLFHOUND, whispering: Don’t know. It’s mechanical though, and it’s got a really nasty aura about it. Whatever it is, it isn’t good. (As they continue to move towards Marshall, they come across 4 more of the unknown mechanical devices. WOLFHOUND manages to draw a binding circle around each without incident. Suddenly, JESTER contacts the team via radio once more.) JESTER, via radio: The entities are moving. I repeat, the entities are on the move. WOLFHOUND, WHISKEY, the thing on the ceiling’s moving in your general direction. It’s… dropping things as it’s going along, they’re hard to make out. Some of them are moving as well though, but in random directions. I’ll let you know if it starts getting too close, so be prepared to make an exit on short notice. WOLFHOUND, WHISKEY, via radio: Affirmative. WOLFHOUND, via radio: Actually, those things that it’s dropping, I think they might be mechanical. We’ve seen a couple things that look similar while we’ve been walking. I’ve been able to draw binding circles around them. Got no idea about them other than that, but their auras are so nasty that it probably isn’t a good idea to get close. JESTER, via radio: Good to know. Over and out. (WOLFHOUND and WHISKEY continue forward. There are several large metal storage containers around them, making it difficult for them to identify where they are. As WOLFHOUND is the process of binding another mechanical device, they are interrupted by a slow, rhythmic tapping from the container behind them. WOLFHOUND hastily finishes the binding circle, and motions for WHISKEY to follow him into the space between two containers to their immediate left. As WOLFHOUND pulls WHISKEY into the gap, an unknown, spiderlike entity, about 1 metre tall and wide, shrouded in shadow, is seen slowly emerging from a gap approximately five metres behind them. WOLFHOUND immediately begins performing the complex kinetoglyph ‘Smokescreen’, which would render him and WHISKEY indistinguishable from the surrounding environment. As the kinetoglyph progresses, the rhythmic tapping gets louder, and a blue light becomes visible from around the corner of the container. WOLFHOUND finishes performing the glyph as the unknown entity rounds the corner. It proceeds to scan the area with harsh, blue light, before turning away. When it does, the details of its appearance become visible: an exceedingly complex series of gears, levers, and pulleys, formed into a shape resembling a cross between a spider and octopus with pointed legs. The blue light emanates from its ‘head’, presumably to assist it in seeing in the smoke-filled environment. While WOLFHOUND and WHISKEY stand motionless, the entity turns around to examine the bound unknown device. It tries to touch it, but is repelled with a series of sparks by a white barrier that appears in response to the entity’s appendage. The entity shrieks, before several weapons and tools form from its leg that it uses to attack the barrier. When this is unsuccessful, it pauses, before circling the device, apparently scrutinising it. It stops when it notices a tiny flaw in the binding circle, and lifts its leg to touch the barrier. While the white force field still appears, its light is significantly weaker than before, and no sparks are produced. Triumphant, the entity forms a tool resembling a pair of glowing red pliers on its leg and jams it into the flaw. Red and white sparks are produced, and cracks begin to appear in the barrier. As the entity applies more force, the cracks widen and spread, before the barrier shatters with the sound of breaking glass. The entity chitters in satisfaction, before tapping the mechanical device in a series of places and stepping back. A large swarm of glowing yellow nanomachines emerges from the device and approaches the entity, which begins to chitter, shriek, and tap its legs in an apparent form of communication. The swarm flashes a series of colours for varying periods of time, and then resets to its original golden glow before flying away above WOLFHOUND and WHISKEY. Following this, the entity slowly moves away as WOLFHOUND seems to slump downwards and fall backwards, caught by WHISKEY before they hit the floor. After waiting for a time until the entity’s movement is out of earshot, they begin to breathe heavily, but subduedly.) WHISKEY, whispering: What the fuck was that thing? WOLFHOUND, whispering: I’ll be damned if I know, but thank God I managed to hide us in time. If I’d screwed up, we’d probably both be dead. WHISKEY, whispering: Well, you didn’t, and we’re alive to feel grateful for that. You just collapsed on me though, so just how powerful was that spell? (Pauses.) What was that spell? WOLFHOUND, whispering: Smokescreen. Sigma-class Kinetoglyph. Surrounds the caster and immediate persons in an obscuring field that blends into the surrounding environment. Blocks just about all forms of detection, and thank God for that, because that thing used… (Pause) about 14 different scan methods simultaneously while looking at us. WHISKEY, whispering: Jesus. WOLFHOUND: If that’s just the servant, I’d hate to meet the master. We’d better be even quieter than before, because now we know just how dangerous this can be. Better let SUNRISE know, actually. (WOLFHOUND keys SUNRISE on his radio.) WOLFHOUND, via radio: SUNRISE, we got a problem. We just met a subordinate of one of the main entities, and we almost died. Smokescreen protected us. If worst comes to worst, I'd be able to pull off… two more, but I'd be out of commission for a while after that. Advise? SUNRISE, via radio: Hmm. (There is a long pause.) Continue for now. If you meet another one and have to use Smokescreen again, get out of there. WOLFHOUND, via radio: Got it. (WOLFHOUND and WHISKEY slowly continue forward. As they get closer to Marshall, the number of mechanical devices increases, but all are bound without a problem. Interestingly, no more anomalous automata are encountered throughout the rest of the journey, until WOLFHOUND and WHISKEY reach the final container. Both cautiously look around the container, and gasp softly. Marshall is strung up inside an enormous spiderweb, with thin, metal strands in place of silk. Several of the unknown entities patrol the area, climbing upon and tending to the 'silk' to maintain its structural integrity. Marshall himself lies at the centre, tightly bound in wire, appearing unconscious. SCP-5802-1A is nowhere to be seen. The two MTF members quickly duck back behind the container, and curse quietly.) WOLFHOUND, whispering: Holy shit. Holy shit. How the hell are we supposed to get to Marshall if he's strung up there and surrounded by those spider-things, let alone rescue him! (WHISKEY shrugs helplessly. WOLFHOUND keys in SUNRISE via radio.) WOLFHOUND, via radio: SUNRISE, we've found Marshall. There's a bit of a problem. SUNRISE, via radio: And that problem is..? WOLFHOUND, via radio: He's strung up in some kind of fucked up metal spiderweb, surrounded by at least five of those things that nearly killed us earlier. The ceiling thing's nowhere to be seen. SUNRISE, via radio: Hmm. That does seem to be a problem. WOLFOUND, via radio: Can you get JESTER to tell us where Carter and Dark are? Information would be really important right about know. Don't want to have gotten this far to be assassinated from behind. SUNRISE, via radio: Sure. First though, where are you? In relation to Marshall, that is. Are you coming from the left or right? (WOLFHOUND turns to WHISKEY, who has also noticed the problem. They have a stricken look on their face.) WOLFHOUND, via radio: Being the one that told us which direction to go, you should know. (Pauses.) Where the fuck is the real SUNRISE? Where's the rest of his team? Dark, via radio: Shit. I was hoping that would work. Carter's voice modulator worked like a charm, but I guess there's no accounting for a lack of information, especially when your members clammed up like they did. (Sighs.) Oh well. Guess we'll have to use the 'subordinates' you mentioned. How many Smokescreens did you say you had left? Two? WOLFHOUND, via radio: Fuck you. Dark, via radio: Tsk tsk. You're wasting valuable time insulting me that could be used for running away. Not that you'll escape, of course. See you soon then! (WOLFHOUND turns off the radio. From behind the container, blue lights can be seen sweeping across the area, and the sounds of chittering and tapping can be heard. She turns to face WHISKEY.) WOLFHOUND, whispering: You know how I said I could do two more Smokescreens? (WHISKEY nods.) WOLFHOUND, whispering: That was technically a lie. (She plucks a small flask full of glowing orange liquid out of (presumably) her pocket, shaking it lightly from side to side.) I've got a little something that's slightly illegal right here, and with it, I'll be able to pull off a hell of a lot more than just two Smokescreens. (She sighs.) Like everything though, there's a catch. The catch here is that I die. It's really a last resort, and it'll boost me to near-deific levels for about five minutes before I burn out. When… after I drink this I want you to find SUNRISE, JESTER, and TRACER, and get the hell out of here. For your own safety, don't try to follow me. (WHISKEY looks shocked. As he tries to protest, he is cut off.) WOLFHOUND, whispering: If I had any other option, I'd take it, but these two are much more powerful than I am, totally insane, and letting them run amok puts the entire city at risk. It's either I die, or thousands; that's not really much of a decision. (She smirks.) And besides, I've always wanted to know what being a god feels like, even for just five minutes. (WHISKEY looks on as WOLFHOUND opens the stopper and raises it to her lips. She pauses.) WOLFHOUND, whispering: I'm sorry about this, James, but I don't have a choice. (Camera view switches to WHISKEY. WOLFHOUND walks away, towards the other side of the container, the chittering and tapping getting louder as she does so. She drinks the contents of the flask and shudders, before several ghostly arms appear from her back. When she speaks, her voice has a noticeable echoing quality.) WOLFHOUND: Go. I'd hate for you to be caught up in the crossfire. (She smiles.) I'll see you on the other side, wherever and whenever that may be. (As WHISKEY backs away, WOLFHOUND rounds the corner at a run. Immediately, all of the sweeping blue lights focus on her, and a cacophony of chittering starts. Before she disappears from sight, WOLFHOUND is seen performing several Omega-class kinetoglyphs simultaneously while several of the spider like entities fly backwards, consumed by green flames. The sounds of chittering, Dark's yelling, Carter's laughter, and the crackling of flames or ice, along with several explosions, can be heard as WHISKEY runs. He uses his infrared vision to locate SUNRISE's team, and sprints towards them through a maze of containers, the ground shaking all the while. He finds SUNRISE, JESTER, and TRACER with various severe injuries encased in an unknown hard, white material, attached to the wall of a container. Quickly, WHISKEY brings out a pulse charge, and lays it against the white substance. There is a fast, heavy thumping sound, and the substance, vibrating rapidly, turns to dust. WHISKEY catches SUNRISE and JESTER, and holds TRACER against the wall with his leg. After carefully laying the aforementioned members onto the ground, WHISKEY grabs TRACER, also laying them on the ground. WHISKEY then turns around to survey their injuries. TRACER has laceration wounds across his whole body of variable depth. Several are hissing and producing steam due to the insertion of unknown, presumably caustic chemicals. His breathing is even. JESTER has several large lumps resembling tumours across her face, arms, and chest. Her breathing is slightly uneven. SUNRISE is bleeding from both nostrils, and his left arm has been sliced off and cauterised. Several deflated abscesses with large cuts and leaking yellow fluid, presumably the pierced tumours that are present on TRACER, are visible on his right arm Surveying the damage, WHISKEY revives JESTER and TRACER with smelling salts, and their eyes slowly flutter open.) WHISKEY: Get up. We gotta go. (TRACER and JESTER groan, sitting up slowly.) WHISKEY: Let's go, let's go! (He moves to pick up SUNRISE, putting him on his back.) Use me for support! Come on! (TRACER and JESTER struggle upwards, before putting their arms around WHISKEY's shoulders. Slowly, the four of them walk forward, the ground shaking all the while. They almost collapse several times, but soon, the exit to the warehouse is in sight.) WHISKEY: Just a- just a little further… (Five metres from the door, the sound of tearing metal and screaming can be heard, before WOLFHOUND yells something that cannot be made out. Immediately after this, an extremely powerful explosion occurs, and the shockwave is enough to push WHISKEY's group out of the warehouse, which is levelled in the explosion. All camera feeds turn to static.) [END LOG] Concluding Notes: After the conclusion of this log, WHISKEY, JESTER, TRACER, and SUNRISE were recovered. SUNRISE was in critical condition, JESTER and TRACER had moderately severe injuries, and WHISKEY emerged mostly unharmed. Carter and Dark (SCP-5802-1A and -1B) were not found at the scene, presumably having fled. Marshall was found at the former centre of the warehouse, still bound in wire. He was recovered in critical condition, and is currently comatose. WOLFHOUND was also not recovered at the scene, and is presumed dead. She received a formal reprimand for possession of a dangerous illegal substance, and was also awarded a posthumous Foundation Star for her bravery and sacrifice resulting in a successful mission with minimal casualties. Containment or neutralisation of SCP-5802-1A and -1B is of high priority. - Close - From the distress call onwards, several hundred defectors from MC&D Ltd assisted in the SCP-5802 investigation and containment efforts. As investigations continued, the severity of SCP-5802 prompted the assistance of several GoIs into containing and/or destroying SCP-5802. Together with the members of MTF Omega-8 and several other highly skilled MTF personnel, a new MTF was formed for the assassination of SCP-5802-1A and -1B - MTF Tau-7 ("Cease and Desist Ltd.). On 20/10/18, MTF Tau-7 was successful in breaching SCP-5802-1 (then SCP-5802-4). Due to the casualty of all team members, it is currently unknown what happened within SCP-5802-4, save for a telepathic transmission from a former MTF Omega-8 team member: + Transcript of Telepathic Communication - 20/10/18 + - Close - We won. They both put up a hell of a fight; we interrupted them in the middle of a summoning ritual for some god of pollution and industry, called… Y-something. We saw and heard it trying to claw its way out of the half-formed gateway they'd managed to create while we were fighting, some massive construction of impossibly complex machinery and screaming humanoid figures made of oil and chemicals. I can see and hear it now, in my head. It was so… oily, so wrong. The memories are like a stain on my mind. Carter and Dark, I can see how they couldn't fight against this thing's will. I tried to establish a mental link, and their minds… they were just screaming. Below all the insane ranting, the sounds of machinery and oil and chemicals, they were screaming the same two words over and over: 'Stop us'. Dark fell first. Several energy lances through her chest, God knows how many blasts of fire and lightning, and a Nova-class bomb directly to the skull, all followed by total purification by Kieran finally managed to kill her. Carter went next. When Dark died, he just screamed and his machinery went berserk, spewing bullets and explosives everywhere. But he left his control box9 open, and it wasn't long until we destroyed it and suddenly, his machinery froze and powered down. The gateway started to collapse after he died. That god? It's been forced backwards, back to wherever it came from, screaming and thrashing all the way. So we succeeded. But that gateway's going to take all of us with it when it finishes collapsing, a lethal dose of Akiva radiation to everything in a 1km radius. Kieran says he's going to make sure we don't get corrupted along with everyone else that's died, and that he'll stop this pollution from spreading further. I hope he can. Foundation, we're already dead in the dark. Corpses that'll likely never be recovered. But at least we can die knowing that you'll continue our work in the light. For us that have died. For us that will die. For all of us. Can you promise me that? Footnotes 1. Extreme biological/chemical/thaumaturgical hazard with a capacity to spread. 2. Numbering over 10000 in total. 3. For example, the AQI of SCP-5802 is, on average, 482, while SCP-5802-1's AQI is far beyond 500, the most severe measure. 4. A long, tapered tube which creates brief, localised fields of massively increased Humes for the harvesting of unstable anomalous material. 5. An exponential scale measuring the strength of SCP-3396-01 instances through a variety of factors (such as Hume displacement, measured 'output', etc.). 6. It is unknown how Marshall, Carter, and Dark had knowledge of this highly classified SCP object. 7. Believed to be the entity described within Dark's journal. 8. Referring to an incident involving the exceedingly violent eruption of the extinct volcano through unknown means. Ordinary volcanic products were replaced with various pollutants both mundane and anomalous. Fallout caused massive damage to the surrounding environment. 9. This 'control box' was not noted on Carter's corpse, and presumably contained his consciousness. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5802" by TheAlienBaby, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5802. 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-5803 | neutralized | Vivarium Hey there! You should read some of the other stuff I made… or not! I'm not the boss of you, do whatever you want! More From This Author More From This Author Vivarium's Works SCPs SCP-6696 • SCP-496 • SCP-5120 • Tales/GoI Formats Progressive Retrograde • LaRue Post - Willie's shine • Talking To Myself • How To Fish: An Official Guide • Try Again? • Other Vivarium's Author Page • Item#: 5803 Level1 Containment Class: neutralized Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: warning link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5803 is to be contained inside of a hermetically sealed cell equipped with a recording device. Personnel are allowed to listen to recordings of SCP-5803. All materials left behind by SCP-5803 are to be stored in a standard item locker. Description: SCP-5803 is a man whose atomic structure has been altered through unknown means. The alterations allow SCP-5803, and its possessions, to exist perpetually in an intangible state. SCP-5803 is dressed in a standard WW2 era uniform and is constantly in possession of a violin contained inside of a carrying case. SCP-5803 shows no signs of cognizance except on May 28th. On this date, SCP-5803 will attempt to leave its containment through non aggressive means. When SCP-5803 is unsuccessful in breaching containment, It will remove the violin from the case, and proceed to play a collection of compositions, ending with an original piece. The music SCP-5803 plays has been found to have no anomalous effects. After SCP-5803 has finished its performance, It will stare into the case for the remainder of the day. Attempts to look inside have failed due to SCP-5803 closing the case the moment personnel enter the containment cell. A list of songs played by SCP-5803 on May 28th can be found below. Dans l'intimité, Op. 19 Sonata No. 0 Toccata and Fugue in D minor, BWV 565 Due studi 30 Preludes (in all keys) Fantaisie Concertante Sonata No. 2 Untitled composition by SCP-5803 Discovery: SCP-5803 manifested in Washington Artillery park, New Orleans on June 6th 1944. The entity was contained inside of a movable hermetically sealed cell, and transported to Site-97. Two witnesses, a woman and a teenage girl, have been administered amnestics. Recovery location of SCP-5803. Addendum.01: On 05/28/2012, an organized raid conducted by the Serpent's Hand compromised the containment of 5 Euclid-Class objects and 2 Keter-Class objects, including SCP-5803. After the incident, a surveillance camera located at Lafayette Cemetery captured a video of SCP-5803 standing in front of the grave of Linda Liddell. SCP-5803 proceeded to play its collection of compositions, and upon completion, collapsed in front of the grave. SCP-5803 was found to no longer possess anomalous properties, allowing researchers to study the corpse. An autopsy of the body found the cause of death to be multiple bullet holes located in the sternum of the subject. SCP-5803 has been confirmed to have perished during the Battle of Normandy on June 6th 1944. A search of the subject found a set of dog tags with the name John Liddell and a piece of sheet music titled "One More Song For You". A note was written on the back of the sheet music reading I love you Linda. Happy birthday. I will be home when the war is done. The violin and its case have also been recovered. A photograph of a girl approximately 15 years of age was found taped to the inside of the case. All materials recovered have been found to be non-anomalous, and have been transported to Site-97 storage. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5803" by Vivarium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5803. 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: LindaLiddell.jpg Name: Gravestones in East Greenwich Pleasaunce, London Author: EEPaul License: CC BY 4.0 Source Link: https://search.creativecommons.org/photos/3485cd19-0c13-48c0-b90f-e4e1860ace8d |
SCP-5804 | euclid | The very first image of SCP-5804-B and SCP-5804-C (censored) captured by Voyager 1 in 1982. Item #: SCP-5804 Special Containment Procedures: Local newspapers from the ██████ municipality of Namibia must be monitored for mentions of SCP-5804-A. Any suspicious publication must be censored and the publishers interrogated. The Hane people are to continue to practice their faith unimpeded. As human spacecraft seldom visits SCP-5804-B and -C, no containment procedures are currently implemented. Should any space agency plan such an encounter, embedded Foundation agents are to gain access to the spacecraft before launch and fit it with an S-Mute module designed to induce a failure of the communication systems. Description: SCP-5804-A is a monotheistic religion traditionally practiced by the Hane1 people of Namibia. It follows a calendar divided into cycles of exactly 54 years and 6 months. At the end of each cycle, a ceremony is organized which culminates in the sacrifice of a deceased elder's skull in honor of the deity. The first documented sacrifice took place in 1584 and the latest in 2016, with an exception in 1962 as the Hane failed to sacrifice a skull. SCP-5804-B is a comet orbiting the sun with a period of 54 years and 6 months. Upon reaching perihelion, a human skull materializes a few hundred meters above the surface before slowly falling towards the object. There are currently [REDACTED] skulls visible on the surface. So far, every perihelion saw the fall of a skull, with the notable exception of the 1962 perihelion. SCP-5804-C is a human penis orbiting SCP-5804-B at an altitude of 1.3 km. The object has been deteriorated by solar wind and cannot be further analyzed. SCP-5804-C was discovered in 1982, but was already in dire condition at this time. Since 1954 observations of the comet by the Foundation showed no anomaly, SCP-5804-C appeared some time between 1954 and 1982, possibly in 1962 in correlation with a failed Hane ceremony and the absence of a skull above SCP-5804-B. A Hane priest during a ceremony. it is believed the mask visible on the picture is a personification of SCP-5804-B. The general timeline of an SCP-5804-A ceremony is as follows: The Hane decorate the streets of their villages as they wait for rainfall. An altar is assembled. As the sun sets, young adults and children begin dancing and chanting while the elders consume Ru, an alcoholic beverage made from yeast and barley. The Head Priest carries the skull of a chosen elder to the altar as well as a decorated iron axe called a Tela. As the drinking and dancing continues, the Head Priest recites a prayer while swinging the axe. A black, circular artifact of unidentified nature appears on the surface of the altar. The Head Priest pushes the skull into the artifact. The artifact disappears as the Hane cheer. At this point, a new skull appears above SCP-5804-B. When the rain stops, flower petals are set alight and thrown into the air. The rising heat carries them up in glowing plumes. It is believed the Hane had no means of observing outer space before the 19th century. The source of their knowledge of SCP-5804-B's period remains unidentified. Addendum: In 2015, the Hane people entrusted Foundation agents with a journal written by Belgian explorer Charles Karneau, which may explain the origin of SCP-5804-C. Below are selected excerpts of the journals. Date: October 12th, 1962 Today marks the beginning of the Karneau adventure into the South West African jungle. Generously sponsored by the Maquerot family after acquiring great wealth from their enterprises in the Belgian Congo, this journey into the wild and savage Deep Green will unveil countless wonders: birds, flowers, or even apes, with any luck. I will immortalize all of these magnificent forms with my newest camera. Participants will include Charles Karneau — myself, my wonderful wife Julie, our two sons, Thomas and David, as well as a long term family friend and his wife, Victor and Clara Alloniers, whose daughters Eugénie and Laure will also participate. Four experienced guides will protect us against the dangers of the wilderness. May God bless us with the sight of a thousand wonders. Date: October 20th, 1962 Today will forever be a cursed day for the Karneau family. After a day of rough trekking, it was decided to set up camp for an evening of leisure. The children were playing around the dinner table while my wife and I enjoyed a beer with Victor and Clara. The children wanted to play with the guides' rifles; we gave in, and a rifle was unloaded and given to them, despite the guides' protestations. However, as they swung it energetically, a phenomenon manifested. It was an ominously dark circle placed on the ground. I shamefully admit that I and the other three adults had ingested too much beer to correctly deal with the unknown occurrence. Later in the night, after regaining our intelligence, we were woken up by a scream. We ran out of the tents, to see Victor kneeling where the artifact would have been situated, clutching his nether regions. Laure told us about the artifact, and Victor confessed that, still inhebriated and riddled with curiosity, he tried to insert his virile member into it. Victor was given ether so he could ignore the pain while the guides disinfected the wound. The journey was ended prematurely and after a short night, we began trekking back to the edge of the jungle. This misfortune shall serve as testimony of the cruelty of the jungle. Date: October 21st, 1962 After leaving the forest, we witnessed a spectacular occurrence. Large plumes of luminescent orange matter rose to the skies and illuminated the night. To this day, I do not know whether these were insects, or some unknown southern aurora. A few days ago, I would have opened my mouth to such a sight. Now, it is undoubtedly a warning to never come again. The jungle has a soul; it is a animal. Leashed to a pole, it will bite all who come close. Addendum: Interview of a Hane elder about the failed ceremony of 1962. Interviewer: Dr Vicat Interviewee: Mane Tenehara, Hane elder Date: 2017/12/12 Dr Vicat: Thank you for your time. Let us begin with a recount of the events. Mane Tenehara: I remember that day very fondly. A euphoric folly had awaken in the villagers' hearts. A sparkle of light and joy which signified that finally, it was time again to satisfy the Empress of Light. As the rain wet the soil of the village roads, the innocent began agitating their bodies furiously while the wise sipped the Drink of the Dreamers. As I was dancing, I witnessed the Head Priest come out of his house, the beautiful Tela in one hand, and in the other, the terrifying remains of an elder whose tale had long been drowned in Ru. As he chanted, and swung the Tela with great energy, the villagers waited for the Dheta to appear, as was foretold by the prophecy, and for the Head Priest to push the elder's skull into the soul of the Empress of Light. Alas, as he wielded the Tela with greater force and chanted with greater assurance, nothing happened. Eventually, under the curious stares of many youngsters, he abandoned. No one among the innocents knew what should happen next. The prophecy was supposed to be accomplished, without fail. However, since the elders had already drowned their souls in Ru, it was decided that the dancing would continue until further instructions. Those never came; flower petals were set alight and released in beautiful warm auroras. The next day, the innocent woke up with wonderful memories, and the elders, with an unforgettable headache. To this day, I still wonder if they ever knew that the ceremony failed. Dr Vicat: What could have possibly gone wrong? Was it the Head Priest's fault? Mane Tenehara: I do not believe so. It is foretold that anyone in the land of the Hane, who wields an iron weapon while the young dance and the elders drink a beverage of yeast and barley, can summon the Soul of the Empress of Light. No, I believe someone opened the Dheta before we had the chance; it can only happen once every 54 years. No more than that. Dr Vicat: So if, say, people who happened to be nearby accidentally created those conditions, then inserted a male body part into the "Dheta"… then… Mane Tenehara: (Chuckles) If I have to be completely honest, this is a haunting question for every Hane man. Footnotes 1. Pronounce /hɑːne/ |
SCP-5805 | safe | 2/5805 LEVEL 2/5805 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-5805 Safe SCP-5805 in containment Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5805 has been integrated into the Aural Studies laboratory of Site-11. As a precaution, all transmissions from SCP-5805 are to be passed through memetic and cognitohazard filters before being committed to long-term storage. Digital playback devices wishing to access the archive may tune to Channel 101 via local access. Description: SCP-5805 is a 'Zenith' brand AM radio which has been playing improvised, small-ensemble jazz since at least 1982. The branding and construction of the radio are consistent with manufactory in the 1970s, and there are otherwise no anomalous components to the device aside from its ability to operate indefinitely and without an apparent source of power. Discovery Log: SCP-5805 was initially discovered in 1982 at a campground in the Cascade Valley Park, near Akron, Ohio when a vacationing Foundation researcher and his wife were unable to locate their assigned rental cabin. Unintentionally entering a portion of the park not intended for public use, the couple overheard jazz music and traced it to an unmarked cabin obscured by brush and overgrowth. The interior face of the cabin door contained a number of crude etchings. Summer of '75 Martha Jean Darin G Johnny T Billy W Summer of '76 Martha Jean + Darin G Johnny T + Billy W Summer of '77 Mr & Mrs. Darin and Martha G Billy W Summer of '80 Billy Walters We remember John Several personal effects were also located inside of the cabin: 1L bottle of 'Old Crow' brand whiskey, approximately one-quarter full. 'Dutch Masters' cigar box, containing 4 of 5 cigars. 8 polaroid photos containing images of 4 unidentified individuals in various recreational scenes. 4 polaroid photos containing images of 2 unidentified males on a dock. These photos are severely damaged by water. 2 matching silver wedding bands, 1 severely corroded. Update: 06-01-2005 SCP-5805's programming was interrupted for the first time since having been brought into Foundation custody. After approximately thirty seconds of empty air, a masculine voice spoke the following phrase: "This one's for you, Johnny, wherever you are. Alright, fellas, let's run it one more time, from the top. A-one, a-two, a-one-two-three." SCP-5805 then began transmitting music once again. No additional interruptions have since been recorded. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5805" by ManyMeats, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5805. 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: vintage_zenith Name: Vintage Zenith Art Deco Table Radio Author: Joe Haupt License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: Flickr |
SCP-5806 | safe | Item Number: SCP-5806 Anomaly Containment Procedures: SCP-5806 is to be constantly monitored remotely by a single guard stationed undercover within Kenton, Oklahoma. Flowered Acres Complete Care Center has been bought by Foundation cover organizations and cordoned off under the guise of a construction site run by town officials. Personnel are not to enter SCP-5806 under any circumstances unless stated otherwise by O5 Command. Anomaly Description: SCP-5806 is room 23 of the Flowered Acres Complete Care Center, a nursing home located on the outskirts of Kenton, Oklahoma. SCP-5806 resides in a separate wing of the facility, placed farther away from other patient residences, offices, and storage units. The entrance to SCP-5806 is sealed off through presumed anomalous means. Room 23's locking mechanism is not engaged and while the doorknob will turn when prompted, the door itself will not move when pushed against, remaining completely immobile. Underneath the placard signifying SCP-5806's room number is a smaller plaque that is partially obscured due to heavy corrosion and staining.1 Graphite rubbings have revealed the plaque to read "D artm nt of Ab mal t s." SCP-5806's secondary trait regards the nursing home's body of staff. Those that previously worked in the Flowered Acres Complete Care Center do not respond to any questioning or mention of SCP-5806. This persists even when subjects are placed under extreme duress. It is currently inconclusive if the staff's unwillingness to speak of SCP-5806 is due to an extreme circumstantial social taboo or if it is an anomalous aspect of SCP-5806 itself. Addendum 5086.1A: On 11 November 2018 at 7:33 PM local time, SCP-5806's entrance was viewed in an open state. Site-88 was immediately contacted for backup, sending a unit of armed MTF agents as well as a research unit to analyze any samples or artifacts located on-site. SCP-5806 consists of a standard housing unit divided into two main spaces; a general lounge and living quarters, and an attached bathroom unit. The living quarters appears to be in slight disarray, with signs of water damage on the north, east, and southern walls of the room, as well as portions of the ceiling. The carpet is constantly damp and filthy, saturated with sand, dirt, and metal fragments. There is a recliner facing a window on the eastern wall of SCP-5806. Wedged in-between the cushions of the recliner are three human teeth in the later stages of decay. A rusted locket was also discovered, containing a grayscale portrait photo of an unknown individual. Their face is unidentifiable due to mildew. There is an engraving inside the opposite half, reading, "My Lisa." At the center of the living quarters is an opening in the ground in the approximate shape of a human figure. There are separate extensions branching from the center that would accommodate for every limb, including the head. The edges of the opening appear to be covered in condensed formations of mold. The mold itself produces a black mucus-like substance that causes a burning sensation when in contact with human skin. The opening's exact depth is inconsistent, with estimates ranging between 2 to 5 meters. The bottom of the opening is covered in a coagulated layer of the black substance. Three documents have been recovered from the pit: A sepia photograph of SCP-5806's interior. The room is clean and in good condition. A torn page, presumed to be from a ledger or notebook of some kind. The ink has bloomed due to exposure to moisture and the handwriting is illegible. A heavily damaged document bearing an altered Foundation insignia. SCP-5806's bathroom unit is covered in a thin layer of grime, its tile grout in advanced stages of molding. Every attempt to successfully clean the tiles or bathroom facility has failed. Addendum 5806.1B: On 11 November 2018 at 8:12 PM local time in Ottowa, Kentucky, one Margaret Belford was admitted into an emergency room exhibiting symptoms similar to food and/or chemical poisoning. Belford was seen continuously vomiting by both family and hospital staff as they attempted to treat her, with nurses marking down the unusual color and viscosity of the subject's expelled fluids. Belford was viewed writhing in pain as her condition worsened, with witnesses describing her vocalizations as "wet" and "gurgling." Of note; it is reported that in a sudden moment of clarity, Belford turned to her adult daughter, one Dina Belanger, and stated, "Please, don't let him take me." Belford then expelled massive amounts of the viscous fluid from her mouth and nostrils before losing consciousness. Her body then began to rapidly decay to the shock of those still in the room. Belford's remains then began to corrode the cot around them, causing the remains to sink through it and into the floor. Amongst the decayed remains of her abdominal organs, an intact fingernail was found. When Foundation researchers cross-referenced documentation regarding the employees of Flowered Acres, Margaret Belford was listed as having been an assistant nurse that was active between 1962 to 1975. Various comments from her superiors are transcribed below; She has such a way with the patients - she treats them as if they were her own family. Truly, one of our very best. What happened was a shame. She was so close to Lawrence, after all. Footnotes 1. This appears to be due to extremely old age. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5806" by Quicksilvers, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5806. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-5807 | euclid | SCP-5807 prior to containment, resting on a docked ship. Item #: SCP-5807 Special Containment Procedures: Instances of SCP-5807 are to be contained within a reasonably sized aviary, complete with an assortment of coastal plants and a pool designed for wildlife of similar sizes to SCP-5807, located at Site-43. SCP-5807 is to be given 6 fish, each of which is approximately 1 kilogram dispensed by a tank in its pool once every 24 hours. SCP-5807 should be given bimonthly psychiatric evaluation or if it expresses abnormal psychiatric behavior. Each SCP-5807 instance is permitted to read Ms. Cooley's file once a week upon its request. During these periods, SCP-5807 is permitted to suggest alterations to Ms. Cooley's file. These alterations can be accepted or denied by the site manager. In the event of a containment breach, SCP-5807 instances should be captured and returned to its aviary by a weighted rubber net. Description: SCP-5807 is a triad of fully grown male brown pelicans. SCP-5807 instances collectively refer to each other as brothers, though genetic testing to determine biological relations have proven inconclusive. Each pelican possesses the ability to speak the English language, despite lacking a properly adapted larynx, teeth, or tongue. SCP-5807-1 is the oldest of the three instances and shows extremely protective behavior over other instances of SCP-5807. In contrast, SCP-5807-2 shows pestering behavior, commonly harassing personnel assigned to its containment and will persistently inquire about topics such as modifying its feeding schedule. SCP-5807-2 overall has proven to be the most aggressive compared to other instances of SCP-5807. SCP-5807-3 is the youngest instance of SCP-5807, has the smallest beak size, and prefers to remain silent in the presence of Foundation staff in most situations. SCP-5807 shows signs of confusion when referred to as such and, proceeding Interview Log 5807-1, were requested that they are given alternative designations. SCP-5807-1 addressed themselves as "David", SCP-5807-2 as "Thomas" and SCP-5807-3 as "Vincent." SCP-5807 explained that a woman by the name of "Ethel" had given these names to them as chicks. Instances are occasionally unresponsive to their designations and, as such, their supposed names may be used in interviews as necessary. Discovery: SCP-5807 was apprehended in Shipyard Villas in Fort Myers, Florida, on March 6, 2017. SCP-5807 was seen interrogating two women, inquiring for the whereabouts of an Ethel Ellice Cooley. Ms. Cooley was a Caucasian woman who resided within Fort Myers, Florida, until she expired at the age of 72 on April 29, 2012, in the Cape Coral Hospital due to her gastrointestinal stromal tumor that had been present in her body for approximately a year. Both SCP-5807 and the two women were apprehended; the women were given Class-B amnestics and released 5 hours later. Once contained, SCP-5807 was interrogated about its reasoning for searching for Ms. Cooley. Incident Log 5807-1 Upon retrieval of SCP-5807, SCP-5807-2 was observed by a passing fisherman uttering several expletives to a field agent who had apprehended SCP-5807-1 and 3. The fisherman eventually moved to a further distance when SCP-5807-2 began verbally harassing him for "looking at him the wrong way." SCP-5807-2's distraction is what allowed field agents to recover them. March 6, 2017, Interview Log 5807-1: Interviewed: SCP-5807 Interviewer: Dr. Perrigo Foreword: Upon being transferred to a standard aviary in Site-43, the following interview was conducted. SCP-5807 appears distressed and distracted. <Begin Log> Dr. Perrigo: Hello SCP-5807. I have some questions for you. SCP-5807-3: Excuse me, do you know Ethel? Dr. Perrigo: Who? SCP-5807-2: Big lady, couldn't miss 'er. SCP-5807-3: Don't say that! She's the only one that fed you! Dr. Perrigo: This Ethel, she fed you? SCP-5807-1: Fed all of us. Dr. Perrigo: What did she feed you? SCP-5807-1: Crackers mainly. SCP-5807-3: So, where is she? Dr. Perrigo: We'll have to find out. SCP-5807-2: Well, tell us when you find her, would you? <End Log> Closing Statement: The Foundation discovered a small digital hospital record that held Ms. Cooley's expiration information and revealed that she had expired 5 years previously. Dr. Perrigo thought it unwise to inform SCP-5807 that Ms. Cooley expired and continued to feign ignorance of Ms. Cooley's whereabouts. Incident Log 5807-2 SCP-5807-2 inquired about the timing of their feeding schedule. When the maintenance staff responded "In 5 hours", SCP-5807-2 began violently cuffing maintenance staff near the base of the neck. When SCP-5807-1 attempted to stop them, they sustained the same treatment as the maintenance staff. March 10, 2017, Interview Log 5807-2: Interviewed: SCP-5807 Interviewer: Dr. Perrigo Foreword: SCP-5807 appears increasingly agitated and has continued to ask where Ms. Cooley is located to multiple doctors and maintenance staff. <Begin Log> Dr. Perrigo: How are you feeling, SCP-5807? SCP-5807-2: Where is she? Dr. Perrigo: We still don't know. SCP-5807-3: Just let us out and we can find Ethel! Dr. Perrigo: I'm afraid we can't do that. [SCP-5807-1 reaches over the table to Dr. Perrigo's clipboard while the doctor is speaking to SCP-5807-2 and SCP-5807-3] Dr. Perrigo: I have a few questions to ask you actually. Firstly, when was your last meeting with- SCP-5807-1: You know. Dr. Perrigo: What? SCP-5807-1: Ethel. You know about Ethel. Dr. Perrigo: What? What are you talking about? SCP-5807-1: Your clipboard. [SCP-5807-1 makes eye contact with Dr. Perrigo and remains silent] SCP-5807-3: Where is she then? SCP-5807-2: Let us out so we can find her! <End Log> Closing Statement: Dr. Perrigo has been dismissed following this interview due to inattentive work relating to SCP-5807. Incident Log 5807-3 SCP-5807-3 asks SCP-5807-1 "What's wrong". SCP-5807-2 responds with "Shh; he's mating". SCP-5807-3 retreated to a corner of the aviary, where they did not observe SCP-5807-1 harassing SCP-5807-2. March 12, 2017, Interview Log 5807-3: Interviewed: SCP-5807-1 Interviewer: Dr. Jean-Paul Foreword: SCP-5807-1 was separated from SCP-5807-2 and SCP-5807-3 for questioning. It is worth noting that SCP-5807-1 has not informed SCP-5807-2 or SCP-5807-3 of the current state of Ms. Cooley. <Begin Log> Dr. Jean-Paul: I will not hide this from you SCP-5807-1, we are surprised that you haven't shared the condition of Ms. Cooley with anyone. SCP-5807-1: I didn't tell them because I'm not like you, doctor. Unlike you, I care for the safety, and what's more, the hope of my brothers. Dr. Jean-Paul: The information would hurt them? SCP-5807-1: The same way it should hurt someone like you. Dr. Jean-Paul: Do you plan on escaping, SCP-5807-1? SCP-5807-1: The dead stay dead, doctor. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-5807-1 returned to its aviary and resumed usual behavior. Dr. Jean-Paul believes that SCP-5807-1 will not attempt to breach containment, while SCP-5807-2 and SCP-5807-3 may pursue extrication. Addendum 5807-1: SCP-5807-1 was observed informing SCP-5807-2 and SCP-5807-3 of Ms. Cooley's condition. Both instances of SCP-5807 appear distressed and contradict SCP-5807-1. March 24, 2017, Interview Log 5807-4: Interviewed: SCP-5807 Interviewer: Dr. Jean-Paul Foreword: All instances of SCP-5807 show symptoms of grief and depression. Prior to this interview, SCP-5807 used minimum required amounts of speech to request food and assistance. <Begin Log> Dr. Jean-Paul: How are you SCP-5807? [SCP-5807 is unresponsive] Dr. Jean-Paul: I know you're upset. SCP-5807-2: Well, that clears things up. Ethel's dead and it's your fault! If you had let us go, she would've been fine! Dr. Jean-Paul: Ms. Cooley has been dead for five years. SCP-5807-2: Why even keep us here, you know? It's not worth your time. You've done your part. Dr. Jean-Paul: What would that part include? SCP-5807-2: Keeping us from Ethel! That's all you've done. And now- and now she's gone. [SCP-5807-3 moves to SCP-5807-1 and emits a whimpering vocalization] <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-5807-1 and SCP-5807-3 remain within one meter of one another for the remainder of the day. SCP-5807-2 is observed uttering several expletives inside of its aviary. April 5, 2017, Interview Log 5807-5: Interviewed: SCP-5807-3 Interviewer: Dr. Jean-Paul Foreword: SCP-5807-1 and SCP-5807-2 have begun to accept Ms. Cooley's condition and have been seen speaking to and comforting one another. SCP-5807-3 seems to still possess some symptoms of depression. <Begin Log> Dr. Jean-Paul: Hello SCP-5807-3. SCP-5807-3: Hello doctor. Dr. Jean-Paul: How are you feeling about Ms. Cooley? SCP-5807-3: … I feel like everyone else has moved on, but I just can't. It's not like I don't want to. She was the only one who put up with us and now that she's gone I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Dr. Jean-Paul: Ms. Cooley meant a lot to you. SCP-5807-3: But she wouldn't want me- us to stay sad. Ethel didn't want us to be sad. I guess that's the point. Dr. Jean-Paul: The point of what? SCP-5807-3: I guess I can't just… wait for her to come back. It's not going to happen. And now there's not really a point to keep looking for her. Even if there was… she wouldn't want that. She wouldn't want that. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-5807-3 appears noticeably more contented when exiting the interview and returning to its aviary. Incident Log 5807-4 Upon returning to its aviary, SCP-5807-3 received a mackerel from Dr. Jean-Paul. SCP-5807-2 refused to let SCP-5807-3 enter the aviary until they received the same gift. SCP-5807-1 inquired for the same. Addendum 5807-2: Additional research concerning Ms. Cooley revealed that SCP-5807's requested names (David, Thomas, and Vincent) are the names of Ms. Cooley's husband, brother and son respectively, all of which expired before any instance of SCP-5807 came to know Ms. Cooley. Ethel Ellice Cooley's File ACCESS GRANTED Ethel Ellice Cooley Current Status: Expired Physical Description: Ms. Cooley was a Caucasian, black-haired woman of European descent. Ms. Cooley was moderately overweight and maintained reasonable physical fitness until her husband's expiration. Notable Contacts: Ms. Cooley's father, Dennis Doyle, expired at the age of 56 due to gastrointestinal cancer. Ms. Cooley's mother, Catherine Doyle, expired at the age of 68 due to natural causes. Ms. Cooley spent her childhood within the company of her brother and sister, Thomas Doyle and Deborah Doyle. Thomas sustained a fall of approximately 25 meters at the age of 13 and expired shortly after. Deborah is currently still alive and inhabits an apartment in █████, Nebraska. Ms. Cooley married David Cooley at the age of 22 and conceived their son two years later, who was named Vincent Cooley. Both David and Vincent Cooley expired in a boat crash 16 years following Vincent's birth. Ms. Cooley came into contact with SCP-5807 one year proceeding her husband's expiration. At the time, SCP-5807 had recently hatched and was presumably abandoned or separated from their mother and father. Ms. Cooley designated SCP-5807-1 David, SCP-5807-2 Thomas, and SCP-5807-3 Vincent, clearly named after her expired loved ones. It is unknown at what time Ms. Cooley came to know SCP-5807's anomalous properties. 8 years following Ms. Cooley's possession of SCP-5807, she wrote the following notebook entries. The notebook was recovered from the Cape Coral Hospital shortly after the Foundation had contained SCP-5807. "March 17, 2012 I got the results back. Positive. I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't lose them again." "March 21, 2012 I think David knows. When I was feeding Thomas saltines, he wouldn't stop staring. I have to do something." "April 4, 2012 I've run away. I left when they were all sleeping on the couch. None of them saw me. I left Vincent a loaf of bread. I know he eats when I'm away." "April 26, 2012 I've started talking to the hospital staff, and they all think I'm insane. I miss them. I miss them so much. I don't want to die." Additional Information: Ms. Cooley resided within a bungalow located on ████ street in Fort Myers, Florida. Ms. Cooley's place of residence was demolished 2 years following her expiration. The following letter was recovered from Ms. Cooley's previous place of residence. Dear Ethel, I must say I would not expect you to stay up until 2 in the morning with your "friends", especially after your husband died. You woke Ben up, and I had to get him back to sleep with the racket you were making. My patience is running thin and if you don't quiet down I will report a noise complaint. Lots of love, An annoyed Mrs. Thatcher P.S. Our pelican problem is really getting out of control. I recommend you stop feeding them. Ms. Cooley's response was contained in this letter. Dear Lindsey, I strongly advise you to mind your own business. Luckily for you, my "friends" keep different company than any "friend" you had during high school cheerleading season. I'm so sorry to hear that Ben awoke, let him know that it was his mother who decided to keep him on the opposite side of the house from you and closer to me. Hoping you are well, An aggravated Ms. Cooley P.S. The pelicans stay. The resulting mass of letters grabbed the attention of a majority of Ms. Cooley's other neighbors and, eventually, the Foundation, some years after Ms. Cooley expired. This prompted the Foundation to search for an anomaly within their region of residence and locate SCP-5807. April 30, 2017, Interview Log 5807-6: Interviewed: SCP-5807 Interviewer: Dr. Jean-Paul Foreword: SCP-5807 exhibits usual behavior and is moved to Dr. Jean-Paul without incident. <Begin Log> Dr. Jean-Paul: How are you SCP-5807? SCP-5807-3: Pretty alright, doctor. Dr. Jean-Paul: We have something that might interest you, Vincent. Actually, all of you. [Dr. Jean-Paul opens their case and displays a printed version of Ms. Cooley's file and indicates at her contacts] SCP-5807-2: I don't get it. [All three instances of SCP-5807 remain silent while reading Ms. Cooley's file] SCP-5807-3: Oh. SCP-5807-2: Wait. She didn't. No, she didn't! Our names… they werent for us… SCP-5807-3: They were for her. [SCP-5807-3 laughs] SCP-5807-1: I… thank you doctor. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-5807 instances were observed comforting one another for the remainder of the day. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5807" by Supposedly Spooky, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5807. 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: pelicansthree.png Author: Supposedly Spooky License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki |
SCP-5808 | neutralized | #page-content .collapsible-block { position: relative; padding: 0.5em; margin: 0.5em; box-shadow: 2px 1.5px 1px rgba(176,16,0,0.7), 0 0 0px 1px lightgrey; overflow-wrap: break-word; } .collapsible-block-unfolded{ color: black; overflow-wrap: break-word; } .collapsible-block-unfolded-link { text-align:center; } .collapsible-block-folded { text-align: center; color: dimgrey; } .collapsible-block-link { font-weight: bold; color: dimgrey; text-align: center; } .addendumbox { padding: .01em 16px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-top: 16px; padding-bottom: 1em; box-shadow:0 2px 5px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.16),0 2px 10px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.12); } .material-box { padding: .01em 16px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-top: 16px; padding-bottom: 1em; border: 1px lightgrey solid; box-shadow: 1px 2px 2px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.16); } .material-box blockquote { border: 1px double #999; } .wiki-content-table { width: 100%; } .addendumbox blockquote { border: 1px double #999; } .addendumtitle { opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: 10px; color: #b01; } .maintitle { margin-bottom: 10px; color: black; } .scp-header { text-align: center; font-size:x-large; color:#b01; } .addenda-header { width: 100%; border-bottom: 2px black solid; color: black; } .scp-info { display:flex; justify-content:space-between; font-size:large; } .scp-info-box { display:flex; justify-content:space-between; } .object-info { color:black; align-self: flex-end; font-size: large; } .title-style { opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: 10px; color: #b01; font-size: large; text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; } .update-div-empty { text-align: right; font-size: x-small; color: lightgrey; } .update-div { text-align: right; font-size: x-small; } .computed { border: 1px black solid; width: 50%; display: inline-block; text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .computed:before { content:"Computed Code"; font-weight: bold; border-bottom: solid 1px black; width: 100%; } .rawcode { border: black solid 1px; width: 50%; display: inline-block; text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .rawcode:before{ content:"Raw Code"; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; border-bottom: solid 1px black; width: 100%; } .codebox { display: inline-block; width: 100%; text-align: center; } .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a em, .yui-navset .yui-nav a em{ padding: 0.25em .75em; top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; } .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a { background: gray; } .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected { margin: 0px; } .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a, .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:focus, .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:hover, .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a { background: gray; } .yui-navset .yui-nav a:hover, .yui-navset .yui-nav a:focus { background: gainsboro; text-decoration: none; } .yui-navset .yui-nav a, .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav a { background-color: none; background-image: none; } .yui-navset .yui-nav a { background: none; } .yui-navset .yui-nav li{ margin: 0px; } #page-content .licensebox .collapsible-block { position: unset; padding: unset; margin: unset; box-shadow: unset; } .licensebox .collapsible-block-unfolded{ color: inherit; } .licensebox .collapsible-block-unfolded-link { text-align: left; } .licensebox .collapsible-block-folded { text-align: left; color: inherit; } .licensebox .collapsible-block-link { color: inherit; text-align: left; } close Info X SCP-5808 "Immaculate Misconception" by: DrAkimoto ~DrAkimoto's Author Page~ 2/5808 LEVEL 2/5808 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-5808 Neutralized Archived Containment Procedures SCP-5808-1 is under the guardianship of Dr. Denis Westbrook, making full containment unnecessary. A monthly medical evaluation is to be performed on SCP-5808-1, followed by an inspection of SCP-5808-2's status. The Foundation's Maximus-507 research satellite is to constantly monitor SCP-5808-2 under the supervision of the Site-51 Astronomical Anomalies Department. Direct testing of SCP-5808 is currently restricted; all tests require direct authorization of Dr. Westbrook and Site-51's director. If civilian discoveries occur, Foundation assets in the field of astronomy are to cover and/or discredit all findings relating to SCP-5808. Archived Update 2019/05/22: O5 Command is currently accepting proposals for the neutralization of SCP-5808-2. Description SCP-5808 is an astronomical phenomenon affecting Peter Westbrook (SCP-5808-1) and a lunar satellite that manifested upon its birth. SCP-5808-1 was born on 2009/08/25 at exactly 12:13:38 GMT, measuring 48 cm and weighing 4.8 kg. Its mother, Researcher Debra Westbrook, died during childbirth with no cause of death determined. SCP-5808-1 shows no anomalous properties other than its connection to SCP-5808-2. SCP-5808-2. SCP-5808-2 is a lunar satellite that manifested on 2009/08/25 at exactly 12:13:38 GMT, approximately 20,000 km from Earth. At the time of manifestation SCP-5808-2 measured ~4.8 meters in diameter with a similar radiological composition to Earth I. Annually on August 25, SCP-5808-2 undergoes a rapid expansion in size increasing in magnitude with each year. As of 2019/07/30 SCP-5808-2 measures ~170 meters, which is estimated to increase to ~250 meters on 2019/08/25 Any physical damage occurring to SCP-5808-1 or SCP-5808-2 will directly correlate to damage on the other. The exact means by with SCP-5808 operates is currently unknown but is theorized to be some form of anomalous quantum entanglement. Discovery On 2009/08/25, Dr. Westbrook (Under Director of Astronomical Anomalies Department) confirmed SCP-5808-2's existence moments after it had manifested, during which time his wife, Researcher Westbrook, was giving birth in the Site-51 Medical Wing. The Statistical Analysis Team flagged the event as a statistical anomaly far beyond the chance of naturally occurring. Site-51 was put into temporary lockdown while the situation was analyzed, and SCP-5808-1 was isolated for observation. A high-speed analysis drone (507/A) was dispatched from the Maximus-507 research satellite to run preliminary tests on SCP-5808-2. Once in range, 507/A deployed a penetrating laser on SCP-5808-2 in order to perform spectral analysis. At the exact moment of impact, SCP-5808-1 received a 3rd-degree burn on its left forearm, bringing an immediate halt to testing. Over the next several weeks low-risk noninvasive testing revealed the nature of SCP-5808 and the current containment procedures were enacted. Neutralization Proposal Summaries Due to its rate of expansion SCP-5808-2 will pose an immediate threat to normalcy. As such, O5 Command has authorized the neutralization of SCP-5808-2, under the condition that SCP-5808-1 is not harmed in the process if possible. Astronomical Anomalies Department | SCP-5808 Proposal Use of light refracting drone array to camouflage SCP-5808-2 from civilian observation. Ethics Committee: Approved O5 Command: Denied Reason: While possible as a temporary solution, the long term feasibility of this proposal is low. We need to neutralize SCP-5808-2, not disguise it. Containment Analysis Division | SCP-5808 Proposal Place SCP-5808-1 in a Relativity Exclusion Zone in order to sever the connection to SCP-5808-2. Ethics Committee: Approved O5 Command: Approved Results: The Relativity Exclusion Zone has no effect on SCP-5808. Abrasive testing of SCP-5808-2 led to a broken right ankle on SCP-5808-1. Ballistics Department | SCP-5808 Proposal The detonation of an R5 "Twin Canary"1 on SCP-5808-2. Ethics Committee: Denied O5 Command: Denied Reason: This would undoubtedly lead to the destruction of SCP-5808-1. Astronomical Anomalies Department | SCP-5808 Proposal Use of a B-Class gravitational anomaly to remove SCP-5808-2 from Earth's orbit, making neutralization unnecessary. Ethics Committee: Approved O5 Command: Approved Results: See Neutralization Event addendum. Neutralization Event On 2020/01/18, the Astronomical Anomalies Department utilized SCP-████ to remove SCP-5808-2 from the Earth's gravitational influence. Upon activation of the anomaly, SCP-5808-1 received severe bodily damage with a total of 65 broken bones, internal bleeding, ruptured spleen, and brain damage in a manner typically found in high-speed collisions. SCP-5808-2 was moved approximately 1 km before the test was halted due to injuries sustained by SCP-5808-1. SCP-5808-1 was brought to the Site-51 Medical Wing in terminal condition, though Foundation surgeons were able to stabilize it. Two hours after the initial test Dr. Westbrook demanded all staff leave SCP-5808-1's room before shutting down the security cameras and sealing the room with himself and SCP-5808-1 inside. A monitoring device picked up the following recording: ● Audio Log ● ○ Audio Log ○ [BEGIN LOG] [A chair can be heard scraping against the floor, followed by an exaggerated sigh from Dr. Westbrook. The beeping of SCP-5808-1 monitor can be heard.] Westbrook: Hey kiddo… even after all this you're still holdin' on. Westbrook: Your mother would be so proud of you; you've been so strong these past 10 years. [Dr. Westbrook can be heard lighting a cigarette; SCP-5808-1's monitor continues to beep.] Westbrook: [Heavy exhale.] A lot stronger than I've ever been. I should've quit years ago… before you were born, before the promotion, before your moth… I just should've made more time for her, for everything. Maybe things would've turned out differently. [SCP-5808-1's monitor continues to beep.] Westbrook: You've suffered so much, I'm not gonna' let you suffer anymore. [Several beeps can be heard from SCP-5808-1's IV regulator; its monitor begins to beep faster as well as its respirator.] Westbrook: It's almost over ki-kiddo… almo– [SCP-5808-1's respirator goes silent as its monitor emits a steady tone. SCP-5808-1's time of death recorded as 13:12:35 GMT. Dr. Westbrook can be heard sobbing.] Westbrook: I'm so sorry… [Dr. Westbrook continues sobbing; SCP-5808-1's monitor continues a steady tone.] [END LOG] At 13:12:35 GMT, SCP-5808-2 began to steadily increase in size by a rate of .5 meters an hour. Dr. Westbrook isolated himself in his office following the failed neutralization and refused emergency psychological counsel. At 16:30:45 GMT, a security camera registered a single gunshot originating from Dr. Westbrook's office. SCP-5808-2 instantaneously demanifested at 16:30:45 GMT, effectively neutralizing SCP-5808. This led the Astronomical Anomalies Department to determine Dr. Westbrook to be the unknowing cause of the SCP-5808 phenomenon, prior to self-neutralization. The means by which this occurred is currently being investigated. Footnotes 1. A duel-yield thaumic bomb. |
SCP-5809 | safe | FluffyDog00 Check out the rest of my works here: Author Page SCP-5809 Item #: SCP-5809 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5809 is contained in a 13 liter fish tank within a standard containment locker. SCP-5809 is not to be within sight of SCP-5809-1. Description: SCP-5809 is a ryukin goldfish capable of psychokinetic manipulation, as well as writing broken English. It has exclusively utilized this ability to play the multiplayer game League of Legends.1 SCP-5809 accessed League of Legends through a Dell laptop, hereby referred to as SCP-5809-1. In League of Legends, SCP-5809 exclusively played the champion Fizz.2 During each match, SCP-5809 typed excessively in the game's chat, usually to degrade other players and boast about itself. It played under the username "GGEZGETCARRIED," and played in Gold elo in the solo queue competitive ladder. Addendum 1 - Discovery: SCP-5809 was discovered when Alex Marcin encountered an unfamiliar account that was logged into his League of Legends client. Upon discovery of SCP-5809 and SCP-5809-1, field agent Gary Morrison asked SCP-5809's account a question using Alex's account. The log can be found below. + Open - Close RangedTop666: Who are you? GGEZGETCARRIED: Lmao I'm the goldfish bro GGEZGETCARRIED: How tf are you still in Silver btw? GGEZGETCARRIED: Legit trash stop playing 2head XD GGEZGETCARRIED: How does it feel to be in a lower elo than a goldfish lmao GGEZGETCARRIED: Hello GGEZGETCARRIED: R u there XD GGEZGETCARRIED: Huh GGEZGETCARRIED: Cool GGEZGETCARRIED: Stay mad ig LOL Alex Marcin was properly amnesticized after containment. Addendum 2 - Game Chat Logs: The following log is an excerpt from the game chat in a match SCP-5809 was present in. + Open - Close HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka): hey Fizz can u come bot? HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka): Jinx has bounty HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka) has targeted David6617 - (Jinx) GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz): lol no too fed HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka): u fking dog HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka): come u brainlet GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz): I have bounty 2 cuz I actually won lane unlike you squid dick HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka): yea cuz u stand under tower the entire game like pussy GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz): no I just good XD GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz): unlike u GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz): 0/7/2 KDA lookin ass HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka): if u don't come bot it will be gg GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz): fine GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz): will swim down GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz) is on the way David6617 (Jinx) has shut down GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz)! (Total Kill Reward: 150G) HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka) signals that enemies are missing HealerCarriesUXD (Soraka) signals that enemies are missing HeftyHerald (Caitlyn) signals that enemies are missing HeftyHerald (Caitlyn): fizz u have fish brain HeftyHerald (Caitlyn): uninstall plz GGEZGETCARRIED (Fizz): lol Footnotes 1. A multiplayer online battle arena (MOBA) created by Riot Games. 2. A short, aquatic character known in the League of Legends universe as a yordle. |
SCP-5810 | keter | SCP-5810 By: Lt Flops Published on 26 Feb 2021 21:14 ▷ Show Code ◁ △ Hide Code △ @import url(https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Montserrat:wght@600;700&display=swap); /* Centered Header Sigma * [2021 Wikidot Component] * By Lt Flops (CC BY-SA 3.0) * Forked from: * Penumbra Theme by EstrellaYoshte * Also based on: * Centered Header BHL by Woedenaz **/ /* ---- VARS ---- */ :root{ --titleColor: hsl(0, 0%, 95%); --subtitleColor: hsl(60, 62%, 85%); --lgurl: url(https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/component:pride-highlighter/lgbtqp_logo.svg); } /* ---- SITE BANNER ---- */ #header, div#header{ background-image: none; } #header::before{ position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; content: ""; background-image: var(--lgurl); background-position: center top; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: auto 9em; opacity: .33; } #header h1, #header h2{ float: none; margin-left: 0; text-align: center; } #header h1 span, #header h2 span{ /* Hide the Existing Text */ display: none; } #header h1 a::before, #header h2::before{ /* Style the New Text */ font-family: "Montserrat", "Arial", sans-serif; text-shadow: none; } #header h1 a::before{ position: relative; bottom: .15em; color: var(--titleColor); font-size: 115%; font-weight: 700; } #header h2::before{ position: relative; top: .1em; color: var(--subtitleColor); font-size: 130%; font-weight: 600; } #header h1 a::before{ /* Set the New Text's Content From Variable */ content: var(--header-title, "SCP FOUNDATION"); } #header h2::before{ content: var(--header-subtitle, "SECURE - CONTAIN - PROTECT"); } /* ---- SEARCH ---- */ #search-top-box{ top: 1em; right: 0; } #search-top-box-form input.button{ margin-right: 0; } #search-top-box-input, #search-top-box-input:hover, #search-top-box-input:focus, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit], #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:hover, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:focus{ border-radius: 0; box-shadow: none; font-size: 100%; } /* ---- TOP BAR ---- */ #top-bar{ right: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #top-bar ul li ul{ border-bottom: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 40%); box-shadow: none; } /* ---- LOGIN ---- */ #login-status{ top: 1.1em; right: initial; color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); } #account-topbutton{ border-color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); font-size: 100%; } /* ---- PAGE TITLE ---- */ .meta-title, #page-title{ text-align: center; } /* ---- BREADCRUMBS ---- */ .pseudocrumbs, #breadcrumbs{ text-align: center; } /* ---- MOBILE DISPLAY ---- */ @media (max-width: 767px){ #search-top-box{ top: 1.85em; width: unset; } .mobile-top-bar{ position: relative; left: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #login-status{ top: 0; right: 0; } #header .printuser{ font-size: 0; } #header .printuser img.small{ margin: 0; transform: translate(6px, 4px); } #my-account{ display: none; } #account-topbutton{ margin-left: 2px; } } SCP-5810: Of Guilt, Fear, and Hollowness of Heart Author: Lt Flops Published on 26 Feb 2021 Other Works by Lt Flops! 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Wincing, you release your fingernails from your palm. am i alone? The light at the aged terminal grows, needles piercing. Item Number: | not alone. You hunch down, trying to look small — a force of habit. You toggle the display settings and crank the brightness down. Unkindly bouts of inner monologue spin through your head. Over, and over, and over again. They're yours, of course, but they feel so… defective. Your synapses fire and make sense of the noise. Item Number: SCP-5810 You force yourself to recall. You press the tip of your tongue into the familiar nook behind your front teeth, squeezing. Special Containment Procedures: In the event of a suspected SCP-5810 sighting, several methods of temporary evasion have been conjectured. To date, the most consistent method involves avoiding SCP-5810-associated thoughts for as long as they persist. This remains sufficient, provided that SCP-5810-A reaffirms any deeply held beliefs by use of self-distraction, to suppress fear or insecurity| With trembling fingers, you herd a stray lock of hair behind your left ear. SCP-5810 is localized to the research and residency compound of Area-75; until it is quarantined by SCP-5810-A, it cannot be considered contained. Bile coats your esophagus. You swallow. You shudder. You continue. Description: SCP-5810 is | Something creaks. Where — in one of the adjacent workspaces? At the threshold leading into the corridor? Or was it more than a creak — behind you? Your veins freeze. You panic. You fall forward and curl up beneath the workstation. A dozen negative thoughts stream through your head. why did you come here? pathetic. just face the world. you could fucking end this. why are you wasting everyone's time? After a brief stretch of relative silence, the panic subsides. That was the HVAC kicking in, wasn't it? Must've been — you settle with that. get up. Description: SCP-5810 is a Type-II Amorphous Entity currently occupying Research Area-75. You glance across the vacant room out a nearby window, unable to see far into the night. The building's lights are off, save for strips of emergency lamps lining the halls. You are alone. …no, i'm not. i'm not alone. You maintain focus. You inhale, taking in a film of dust, nearly choking. You flicker your eyes across the screen. No complete physical description of SCP-5810 exists; all known information is circumstantial and anecdotal. SCP-5810 is an opportunistic predator, observed stalking prospective prey between sunset and sunrise for a period of three to four weeks, forgoing full emergence until the final few days of predation. This is surmised to| You shudder, a breath escapes from deep in your chest. You try collecting what comes next, leaning back. The terminal runs a memetihazard inoculation check while on idle. How long have you been in the dark? SCP-5810 victims (designated SCP-5810-A) invariably suffer from mild anxiety, paranoid thoughts, infrequent to frequent panic attacks, and in rare instances, hallucinations and delusional ideation. How long have you been so afraid? It remains to be seen whether these are: In response to SCP-5810, A set of behaviours exhibited by its would-be prey, or A quality of its prey that it feeds on. How long has it pursued you? It was… Since you first transferred in for that long-term research stay — to fill a spot left vacant. You can't recall how you got here, but your last memory is from your bed. You lay there, paralyzed and alone, for the sixth night in a row. Your shirt stuck to your back with sweat. Each night before you, the site looked emptier, until you felt like the last person around. Tonight, the shadows in the corner seem broader than ever before. SCP-5810 preys on an awareness of its existence; as an understanding of the entity progresses, SCP-5810-A instances suffer from increasing apprehension and physical isolation. You don't look. You distract yourself; opening your personal storage, you search for the image that captures when you first felt truly alone. + UPLOAD EVIDENCE Select a file on your computer IMG_20190113_201633.jpg Describe the file for others: Taken behind research building. On-site residency is at left of frame. SCP-5810 watches in distance. Don't look for it. Max 100 characters (-19 characters left) Preview: Is that it? Enough to prove it exists? You upload the file and continue. DISCOVERY Containment Specialist _____ ____ first deduced the existence of SCP-5810 on 11 January 2019 after relaying her experience to Dr. Herman Weber, Site Psychiatrist. You add what you know, and quick. It doesn't matter; just make a record. Someone has to. In a later mental health diagnostic, ____ alleged the entity pursued her for six days, and that it first targeted her at least three weeks before. You no longer spot the lights in the hall. Only the light on your screen remains. You assert that you are not alone. ____ claimed the entity made its first physical appearance after entering her quarters from beneath a locked door, watching her for hours while she lay frozen in fear. In your periphery, you swear the door creeps inward. ____ requested site transfer — denied. You try not to look. You focus straight ahead, unblinking. ____'s quarters found empty with no signs of a str| Visual snow fills the edges of your vision. You squeeze your eyes shut. You're still. Erratic heartbeat thrums in your chest. You wish it, too, would go out. You're silent. Where is it? Creeping across the floor. Glaring at you from a vantage point in the corner. Towering behind you. Where. Is. It? You're not alone. The terminal light fades. You panic. You cry out. No sound comes. Fear shackles you down. A hundred thoughts rattle through your mind. Your teeth clench like vice grip. You become light-headed. You try focusing— Too late. You thrash in the darkness, trying to strike the surface. Stars fill your eyes. With one pained choke, you lash out your arm and + EXAMINE EVIDENCE ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5810" by Lt Flops, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5810. 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: IMG_20190113_201633.jpg Name: N/A Author: Lt Flops License: Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported (CC BY-SA 3.0) Source Link: https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/scp-5810/IMG_20190113_201633.jpg Note: I took and edited this image. 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SCP-5811 | safe | Item #: SCP-5811 Special Containment Procedures: Instructions for SCP-5811 are restricted to Level 4/5811 personnel. Description: SCP-5811 is a technique for the non-surgical removal of the human eye. The process is non-hazardous, and subjects undergoing it experience no discomfort. Removed eyes can then be placed on a new surface medium, which experiences topographical deformations to form a facsimile to a human orbit. Vision through the eye is retained at all points. Test/5811.01: D-WM145's left eye is removed and placed on a table at the center of the testing chamber. Subject becomes heavily disoriented, displaying difficulties with movement until regaining composure after a span of 11 minutes. Eye is returned at the conclusion of testing. Test/5811.02: D-WM146's left eye is removed and applied to the test chamber atmosphere. Stability exists momentarily before air currents from the subject's movements cause rapid ocular dissolution. Vision is retained. SCP-5811 is determined to function for non-physical surface media. Test/5811.03: D-WM147's left eye is removed and is first applied to a powered light bulb in the chamber, then the light emitted from said bulb. The light bulb application yields expected results of blindness; the light application visuals are described to be "gentle, yet yearning." The eye vanishes. Test/5811.04: Researcher Alexandra Maxwell, backup supervisor on Research Team 5811, accidentally removes xyr postorbital lobe while sleepwalking. On reporting an anomalous incident, security teams are dispatched to xyr bedroom and retrieve the lobe, which is put into cryogenic storage. Note Appeals from Researcher A. Maxwell to remove the lobe from storage have been rejected. Test/5811.05: Based on the results of Test/5811.04, D-WM148 is asked to remove their own postorbital lobe. D-WM148 is motionless for 13 seconds until vocalizing that they "made a misplacement." Both D-WM148 and Researcher Radoš C. Stanek, the appointed testing supervisor, are rendered unconscious. Medical personnel find that the brains of both subjects are in REM sleep, displaying identical neurological patterns. Neither regain consciousness. Note Previous proposals to use SCP-5811 as an auxiliary tool alongside SCP-3484 have been unanimously rejected. Researcher A. Maxwell has been appointed as the new testing supervisor. Test/5811.06: Researcher A. Maxwell draws six renditions of a human eye, each to varying degrees of detail and abstraction. Attempts are then made to remove each drawing from the paper and apply them to the chamber wall. Attempts are successful. Test/5811.07: Test/5811.06 is repeated with: Photographed eyes Eyes drawn by other personnel Shapes drawn by personnel following set instructions; outcomes are meant to resemble abstracted eyes, without the intent being stated in the instructions SCP-5811 succeeds on the photographs and the first set of drawings, but fails on the second. The anomaly is hypothesized to be dependent on original intent for a structure to qualify as an "eye." Test/5811.08: SCP-5811 is successfully performed on a handheld camera. Test/5811.09: SCP-5811 is successfully performed on a 144mm reflector telescope. Test/5811.10: SCP-5811 is successfully performed on a digital copy of the film The Wizard of Oz. The eyes of a "Munchkin" background character are extricated from the screen playing the film and are placed separate of it for the duration the film's length, with the character monitored for any abnormalities. Initially, the character displays slight disorientation, but follows the script for the remainder of their time on screen. The eyes vanish on conclusion of the film. On replay, the character remains eyeless, and briefly follows the script until waving at the cast and sitting away from the central events, craning their head as if to stare upwards. Behavior is consistent across subsequent replays. No other effects to the film are present. Test/5811.11: All mentions of the eyes of the character Jordan Baker, present in a copy of the novel The Great Gatsby, are concurrently removed. The plot experiences no changes, though the character is significantly more withdrawn than normal, often described facing the sky and, in one case, holding a telescope not present in the original story. Her last appearance is in Chapter 7, where she abandons the main cast after saying she "needs some time to think." The character is completely missing in all subsequent rereads. Test/5811.12: D-W145, despite having been amnesticized on the exact instructions, performs SCP-5811 on herself while in her chamber. She removes her left eye and, as based on security footage of her hand "phasing" through her head, places it within her mental headspace. The same action is performed on the right eye. Pausing for a moment, she vocalizes that she "gets what's going on now," and vanishes. Security are unable to locate D-W146 in or around the vicinity of the testing facility. Test/5811.13: Researcher A. Maxwell records xyrself temporarily self-enacting SCP-5811. The footage is then replayed on a computer screen within the chamber. All security cameras in the chamber simultaneously deactivate. Note Researcher A. Maxwell has been detained. On footage loss, security teams successfully breached the chamber, and subdued Researcher A. Maxwell before xe could misuse SCP-5811. Within the chamber were anomaly-extricated security camera lenses, drawings of telescopes, and drawings of the postorbital lobe to varying degrees of detail. The computer screen was missing. Researcher A. Maxwell has failed to provide any explanation for xyr actions. No memetic interrogation methods have yielded results. It is by the consensus agreement of the Board of Secure Testing, the Board of Personnel Management, and the Board of Personnel Conduct that Researcher A. Maxwell be removed from SCP-5811 research and reassigned to unrelated work. The Boards further agree that Researcher A. Maxwell be amnesticized to remove all information on the instructions of the anomaly, with xyr rank demoted from Class B to Class C, effective immediately. At this time the Boards deem removal from the Foundation to be unnecessary. Researcher Yasmin Kader has been appointed as the new testing supervisor. Addendum.5811.1: Discovery SCP-5811 was discovered following the disappearance of Dr. Zenia Langley, Researcher A. Maxwell's sibling, on 14/03/2035. Dr. Langley, who was working at the University of Tokyo Atacama Observatory, abruptly input telescope positioning commands independent of observatory operations, and was observed at 03:34 rushing from staff quarters to the TAO 6.5m telescope. Persons investigating the telescope's interior found no traces of Dr. Langley. In zher room, the instructions to SCP-5811 were typed into a .txt file, paired with a message reading "I thought up a way out, Alex. It's going to work." Researcher A. Maxwell reported having no prior knowledge on Dr. Langley's actions. The telescope was trained on NGC-6543 (the Cat's Eye Nebula). ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5811" by NatVoltaic, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5811. 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-5812 | esoteric-class | close Info X Title: SCP-5812 - The Punishment Boat Author: Karathh Made In: 2022 Item #: SCP-5812 Object Class: Eparch1 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5812 is to be contained in Site-77, and the facility/space where this object was found will be sealed off with surveillance cameras mounted around its entrance. Description: SCP-5812 is a small boat vessel, presumably originally designed for private use, with silver plating throughout. It is not equipped with a motor or other power source for aquatic propulsion. One notable feature is the unplated steel cofferdam that is bound to the exterior of the hull by several layers of chains. While the chains are considered easy to remove, the coffin is welded shut barring physical entry. Non-destructive testing has revealed the following contents inside the coffin. Wine (which occupies the volume inside the entire coffin) A humanoid entity (presumed to be already deceased) 5 bullets Wooden stake (through the chest of a humanoid entity, with some manner of plating) SCP-5812 is non-anomalous and has no other features worth mentioning. SCP-5812 was discovered during an earthquake on 2022/02/10 when an unusual noise was heard originating from the basement of Site-77. After investigating the cause of the strange noise, a hatch was unearthed 30 meters further down from the underground level of the site. The hatch led to a corridor, which led to a vast underground space. This space is believed to have been sealed off by a heavy steel door, which was damaged when discovered. It is assumed that it was damaged by repeated earthquakes. The door was marked "Department of Abnormalities," and a placard that had fallen nearby read "The Count Who is Arrogant" in Italian. SCP-5812 was found enshrined in space. The room wherein the anomaly was held is covered with cement. To note, there is a significant amount of damage marks found throughout the walls and ceiling of the space. Also found in the vicinity of SCP-5812 was a Mobile Task Force helmet. The design of the helmet is identical to past designs employed by the Foundation. Alongside this, two pieces of notepaper were found. The helmet bore the Foundation's insignia, an unknown coat of arms, and the notation "MTF Γ-0". The papers, on the other hand, each contained the following statements. Notice: SCP-███ has been placed under the control of the Department of Abnormalities under the direction of O5-11, as it is believed that it is no longer possible for the Foundation to house him. The incarceration and sanctioning will be handled by Mobile Task Force Gamma-0 ("Flaming Sword"). Remove from the main list Amnestics treatment for peoples involved Storage in departmental database [TRANSCRIPTION ERROR] Imprison It should be noted that to date, there is no indication that the Foundation has used the code name Mobile Task Force Gamma-0, and O5-11 has denied any involvement. Further investigation is restricted by the O5 Council. ID and password accepted. Welcome O5-11. Note: Since the staff member in charge of SCP-5812 reported discomfort whilst being near the backmost wall of the room wherein SCP-5812 was found, an additional confidential investigation led by O5-11 was initiated. The investigation revealed the existence of a further hallway beyond the wall. This corridor is connected to dozens of rooms similar in construction to those in SCP-5812, one of which is accessible due to a damaged door. In the accessible room, there is a preserved and treated corpse that appears to be canine. The corpse exhibits signs of having been poisoned with multiple chemicals. The remaining rooms have also been determined, through non-destructive testing, to contain entities that have been terminated, due to numerous causes. All of these rooms have their own placards, but all show signs of extensive damage and corrosion. The room located at the far end of the corridor has been detached from the original. The interior is empty, but many bloodstains are present throughout. No placards have been posted on the doors; instead, a pasted paper with the following statements in Italian and English was found. Notice Internal memo to MTF Gamma-0 This room will not be used. As no new sinners will appear, this facility will be sealed off. Department of Abnormalities Notably, the document contains a signature in the handwriting of a past O5-11. However, the current O5-11 has not been given any information on Site-77 or taken over any related materials, including SCP-5812 or other contents. As of writing, the past O5-11 is already deceased. In addition, the relevant staff of the past O5-11 was amnesticized upon his retirement. Therefore, there are no records of the facility in the database. Footnotes 1. Item is non-anomalous but related to the anomalous. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5812" by Karathh, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5812. 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-5813 | keter | by J Dune SCP-5813 - X Image Credits ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL The following file is Level 4/5813 Archived Unauthorized access is forbidden. 5813 NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The following document is considered archived as of: 1874/3/08, and should only be viewed for reference purposes. It may contain outdated information, and is not comparable to current revisions of said documentation. Footnotes have been added by BRIDGE.AIC to assist the text in areas where archaic verbiage is present. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA American Secure Containment Initiative Document, circa 1874 Official Presidential portrait of A-5813. Item Number: A-5813 Threat Level: Treacherous1 Classification Type: Presence Safety Precautions: Documents, publications, and manuscripts dated with the years 1850 to 1853 are to be produced and covertly disseminated through a variety of Initiative front companies operating under the auspices of news and media archives in the United States. These written works cover a variety of ordinary subjects, a full list of which is available to project supervisors. This process is to continue at the discretion of the Executive Parliament.2 Should these precautions pass a set budgetary threshold, they are to be discontinued. Body: A-5813 is the 13th President of the United States, Millard Fillmore.3 As far as the ASCI can determine, no person by the name of 'Millard Fillmore' existed prior to July 9th 1850, whereupon A-5813 apparated and became President of the United States, then disappeared on March 4th, 1853. The only documentation that exists from within this time period is that regarding A-5813, and no ASCI personnel can recall specific events not related to A-5813 within the 3 years of its presidency. Despite the missing time, it was found that most individuals —ASCI members and civilians alike —possessed similar knowledge of the events of the preceding 3 years, most of which concern A-5813. Below is a list of information on A-5813 accumulated by the ASCI: A-5813 attended law school and served in the New York militia. A-5813 became a House Representative for New York's 32nd District and served from 1833-1843. A-5813 became the Comptroller of New York and served from 1848-1849. A-5813 became Zachary Taylor's running mate in the 1848 election.4 A-5813 became President of the United States following the death of Zachary Taylor in 1850. A-5813 agreed to the Compromise of 1850. A-5813 ordered Commodore Perry to open Japan for trade with the United States. A-5813 sought reelection in 1852 but was defeated by Franklin Pierce. Due to A-5813's high-profile position and widespread global effects, the erasure of A-5813 from the public consciousness has been deemed impossible.5In an attempt to keep the public from questioning the sudden disappearance of A-5813, the ASCI proposed to seek look-alikes to repurpose utilizing Level I Hypnosuggestive agents6, but the proposition was rejected for being too costly. A number of Hypnosuggestive agents were implanted within major United States news publications with the intention of keeping the public unaware of missing time caused by A-5813. This process also proved too costly, and was discontinued by the order of the Executive Parliament following three months of dissemination. On 1854/4/12, creation of a homunculus to replace A-5813 was approved by the ASCI Thaumaturge and Alchemy Division. Nota Bene: Incident-1A-5813 Due to faltering aether reserves as a consequence of the ongoing Fifth Occult War7, efforts to create a fitting homunculus have failed. Following a series of catastrophic failures, Warden8 Hurtz proposed consulting PoI-466.9 The following attached documents detail correspondence between Hurtz and Waksmundski. Dear Dr. Waksmundski, I am once again appealing to your patronage as a benefactor of the initiative. See to this request as quickly as possible. We are in dire need of your assistance in the creation of a homunculus capable of functioning as an ordinary human, as independent of any handlers or masters as possible. This creature is to be created in the image of President Fillmore, a portrait of which has been enclosed alongside this letter.10 Its intelligence should rival that of an ordinary human, though the illusion of such should suffice given our candidate. Regardless, it should be able-bodied, capable of speaking and carrying a conversation in English with a degree of verbosity, and embody general qualities expected of a United States President, including eloquence, composure, and a basic knowledge of the American history and tradition. As you know, procurement of esoteric materials is nigh impossible at the moment. I hope you should be swayed by an advance offering to utilize your network of suppliers to their greatest ability. Should your assignment be successful, you will receive the payment in its entirety. A Patriot11 is being sent to your apothecary to monitor and assist the process. If you find this egregious or fear your methods to be stolen, you are free to send him back. However, this will affect the sum of your payment. We anticipate your compliance. Regards, Warden James E. Hurtz, ASCI Thaumaturge and Alchemy Department My Dearest Hurtz, Thank you for contacting us! I've had a grand idea quite some time now, and your charitable offering is the final push needed to propel the dreams of a humble alchemist to a worldwide phenomena. I'm sure your Initiative will be delighted to see the fruits of this endeavor — but that is in the future. The task at hand still stands, and golly, is it tall! Your 'Patriot' arrived a day ago. Wonderful boy, he is! Understandably, he's in awe at my expanded workshop! I've been putting together a few personal projects in the meantime, some of which you'll surely see in-hand one day. Still, that nasty occult quarrel has constrained even my distribution channels, and while I enjoy a good joke, making a fully functioning homunculous is no laughing matter. In fact, I've never heard of one that functions with the complexity you desire, but I'm always anticipating pushing the boundaries of imagination. If you can dream it, then Dr. Waksmundski will make it so! You will get your President in due time. Can you supply me with a summary of your previous homunculous attempts? It's possible that in your failures, I can find wisdom. It could hasten our friend's creation by weeks! Best Wishes, Dr. Waksmundski To Dr. Waksmundski, In short, we only managed to fully synthesize one functioning homunculus. There were a number of attempts that calcified on the lab floors, barely cognizant creatures that either melted in sunlight or couldn't understand basic commands, but none as complete as our final attempt, to which we gave the preliminary designation A-5813-1. It could walk, talk, and consume food without combusting from the neck up. We were incredibly close to using the creation in practice, but there were a number of deficiencies. It was capable of conversation, but would completely lose all sense of itself when confronted with a choice. Even when explicitly told to choose a certain option, it still could not decide and instead would stare in the distance until falling asleep hours later. We had to purée its food because it didn't know when to stop chewing. That wasn't all; it was completely incapable of using a toilet, took issues with understanding past and future tenses when speaking, and had a strange fascination with repeatedly opening and closing doors. The entity is currently operating as a doorman at one of our safehouses, apparently the only occupation it is capable of. We're led to believe that our attempts to create a noncontroversial political figure to correspond with the understood reception of President Fillmore had gone too far due to our admitted lack of experience in the creation of homunculi. I've enclosed a number of biological, behavioral, and statistical reports regarding the creation of A-5813-1, should they be of use to you. - Hurtz Dear Hurtz, I apologize about the late response, friend. Every facet of life at the workshop is working in tandem to create our President, and things couldn't be busier! A shipment of dubious reagents I've procured from a fellow by the name of 'Dr. Bromide'12 combined with a few in-house specialties have created quite the mixture, one absolutely perfect for creating a homunculus with the complexity you desire. What's more is that it's economical too! Are visions of Waksmundski's future dotting your mind's eye? They should be. Oh, I'm getting carried away with myself, you have to forgive me, things are just too exciting these days! New ideas, new projects, new ways to bring joy! I've sent your man back to you, along with the completed homunculus. It should be close to what you asked for, but I couldn't help but add some 'special features' to him. Mr. Fillmore is a fine gentleman, and I think you'll come around to appreciating some of his quirks. Nevertheless, if you're unsatisfied with him, a second, more conventional version is available upon request. I wouldn't want to disappoint my most important customers. I'll be waiting for your feedback, but please write soon! There are places I must go, and the apothecary has far outlived its usefulness. Yes, I'm moving far from the City on the Hill — very far, in fact! Talk soon, Dr. Waksmundski To Waksmundski, Last night, Patriot Jones arrived at the Safehouse alongside your homunculus. While its linguistic and functional capabilities are more than impressive and exceed our expectations by a wide margin, I must inform you that the following 'features' are not necessary inclusions for a Millard Fillmore look-alike: The ability to produce balloons from its mouth and shape them into animals The inclusion of a music box in its stomach, and the fixation on singing with, dancing to, and continuously playing it The confusing practice of giving ordinary animals titles indicating that they are federal officials, and wishing to commemorate their service with a parade or ceremony The smaller homunculus housed under its top hat - 'Mini-Fillmore' The constant begging to 'go to the race track' and desire to 'see a strong horse bring it all home' I should not have to clarify this, but these qualities work against our intentions and prior agreement. If you would like to receive any more compensation for your work, you will give the Initiative the homunculus we asked for. I have dispensed a collective of Patriots to your apothecary for the purposes of collection. - Hurtz Following this letter, a small group of Patriots arrived at PoI-466's apothecary in Boston, Massachusetts. The majority of equipment and supplies had been moved out of the building, and PoI-466 appeared to be in the process of cleaning. He initially expressed disappointment that the homunculus was poorly received, but informed the Initiative that they may "keep [it] and do as they wish". PoI-466 gave another homunculus, similar in appearance to the previous, to the collection team. Following this, he opened, and entered into, a small thaumaturgic Way. The present location of PoI-466 is unknown. The homunculus given to the Initiative was designated A-5813-1, and proved to be a satisfactory replacement to A-5813. Further documentation pending as of 1854/12/19. NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION You are viewing an ARCHIVED iteration of file: SCP-5813-1. If you would like to return to the most current iteration, CLICK HERE Footnotes 1. A classification indicating an anomaly of the largest threat to security of the United States. 2. The highest administrative body of the ASCI. 3. Foundation specialists currently believe A-5813 was a meta-narrative entity capable of altering historical events. 4. All public documents regarding Zachary Taylor's original running mate, Henry Clay, disappeared with SCP-5813's manifestation. The only existing documentation of the Taylor-Clay 1848 ticket is part of an internal ASCI news bulletin from Safehouse-19. 5. Adjusting for inflation, the use of global Class B Amnestics, destruction of related documents, monuments, and overall altering of history would cost $17.8 trillion. 6. Prior to the discovery and widespread use of amnestics, the Foundation utilized Hypnosuggestive agents to induce amnesia and maintain secrecy. Though very powerful, the drug often had nearly fatal side effects. Use of Hypnosuggestive agents was discontinued in 1958. 7. 1823-1859. 8. A title approximating Foundation Department Leads. 9. Doctor Cornelius Waksmundski, a well-known alchemist operating within Boston, MA in the mid-to-late 19th century. 10. This portrait was one of many commissioned by the ASCI following the discovery of A-5813. 11. The ASCI equivalent of the Foundation designation 'Agent'. 12. Believed to be PoI-382, Thilo Zwist, an activist and memeticist operating under that name during this time ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5813" by J Dune, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5813. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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Moderate to high levels of interdimensional thaumaturgic effects surround them. Special Containment Procedures Access to SCP-5815 is barred to all Foundation personnel aside from the O5 Council and the Ethics Committee. Site-120 is mandated to monitor it for any ontokinetic or thaumaturgic events, particularly ones that cause extreme reality fluctuations across Foundation Sites, facilities, and personnel. Subterranean tunnels leading to it from major Polish and German Foundation Sites must be blocked, except for SBT-5103, which is designated as the official entrance. Update: Project-5815 is to focus on researching practical applications of SCP-5815's mechanisms and capabilities to prevent the destruction of important Foundation sites and at least 180 Class-A containment chambers throughout Europe, particularly in Poland. Description SCP-5815 is a 10 km-wide subterranean complex located underneath the location of the former Site-140, which was destroyed following widespread structural failure compounded with thaumaturgic instability. Sublevels 1 to 9 of SCP-5815 approximately have 100 rooms each, most of which are composed of tubes, machinery, and container tanks. SCP-5815 is mainly filled with machinery typical for processing dairy meat and distilling liquids. These are supported by thaumaturgically enhanced gears, pulleys, cables, and blending tanks. SCP-5815 automatically activates randomly, with gaps in between active phases ranging from 30 minutes to 12 years. Since its discovery in 1901, its production spikes during time periods where the Polish and German branches of the Foundation experience high levels of tension and stress, particularly in the 1940s and the 1980s. Ever since then, however, its production of SCP-5815-1 has significantly lowered, with 2019 only producing three liters. SCP-5815-1 is a brown liquid produced after three hours of processing. Although nutritional and chemical analysis of SCP-5815-1 does not confirm any anomalous effects aside from containing high levels of protein, D-Class personnel who have ingested it typically gain the following traits: Increased alertness and strength Increased thaumaturgic capabilities High levels of adrenaline, dopamine, and serotonin Increased possibility of death from a brain embolism by 78 percent When SCP-5815-1 is further processed through machinery located in Sublevels 5 - 7, it is converted into a brown powder. Upon solidification and application to cement, it passes the upper levels of Foundation building standards based on its durability and tensile strength. Analysis of compiled Foundation records indicate that SCP-5815 has been active since 1815, although this is unconfirmed due to persisting chronological and factual inconsistencies. However, they all confirm the existence of the placard containing the text, "DEPARTMENT OF ABNORMALITIES", being placed throughout the complex. However, recent explorations have not found any trace of such placards. Area-205 contains a heavily degraded compactor on one side, and partially crushed placards located throughout the room. Each placard is surrounded by high Altra.A unit of measurement for quantifying energy originating from a dimension relatively similar to baseline reality. readings, which indicate that they are heavily involved in interdimensional activities. The phrase "Final Hopes", in different languages, is the title of each placard. Linguistic analysis and translation indicate that 30 percent of the texts are based on a mixture of 15th century Polish and German dialects, while the other 70 percent is composed of a wide variety of languages, several of which are unintelligible. Two samples are provided below: As a Prize for Defeating the Serpentine Menace The Council has urged us, to take the final Way to the Holy Foundation No more will go awry in our world, they say, and we of the Honorus will now serve the Foundation In flesh and bones Before this Task of Heroes, I overheard the whispers of 'Ofaivedo' and 'Ofaiveuan' Talking of vested interests and the future filled with constant prosperity I shall leave this message, hidden with my arts, as perhaps a pertinent clue for the next Cviatons The samples are covered with oil, thaumaturgic residue, protein stains, and trace amounts of human flesh. Incident ODWAGA (02/05/2010) Incident ODWAGA occurred after SCP-5815 underwent simultaneous major structural failures, resulting in the destruction of at least 400 rooms and the 56 percent of Sublevels 3 to 4. This incident also caused several safety locks and mechanisms in SCP-5815 to malfunction, granting access to the previously impenetrable Sublevels 10, 11, and 15. Upon exploration, Foundation task forces catalogued approximately 1,200,000 humanoid cadavers hanging from hooks in various states of decay. The scope of the level, complexity of the machinery holding them, and already-existing thaumaturgic mechanisms protecting them from damage indicate a high degree of standardization and industrialization. The least decomposed cadavers share several traits in common: bulging eyes, exsanguination from every major orifice, signs of extreme lung hemorrhage, and destruction of bone matter. All of them were wearing clothes commonly associated with noble regalia and thaumaturgical expertise, while 30 percent of them possessed thaumaturgically-enhanced swords, axes, guns and maces. The Foundation logo, accompanied by various religious symbols, is sewn into said clothing. In Level 11, several automatons clad in the uniforms of Foundation researchers from the 1830s, the 1880s, and the 1930s were positioned on the sides of several conveyor belts that deliver the cadavers. These automatons expose the cadavers to cyanide gas first, before flaying, pounding, grinding, and mulching them. Afterward, the remains of the cadavers are placed in blending tanks connected to valves, which then pour out SCP-5815-1. These tanks also connect to Sublevels 5 to 7, where SCP-5815-1 in powder form is packed by mobile wooden and steel limbs attached to the walls into boxes labeled "CONSTRUCTION". Multiple placards attached to various control mechanisms have been found. They contain the following text: Heroes of faith build the grounds of our Foundation. DEPARTMENT OF ABNORMALITIES Update (02/05/2011) A full analysis of all Foundation containment chambers and Sites has been made following Incident ODWAGA. It indicated that SCP-5815 in powder form had a significant involvement in the construction of 70 percent of all Foundation Sites in Europe, including Sites-120.One of the major Sites operating in Poland. and 140. SCP-5815's latent thaumaturgical instability is pinpointed as the cause for the catastrophic destruction of Site-140. Current containment chambers, several of which are instrumental for preventing breaches due to Class-A Tartarean and Mekan entities, also appear to make heavy use of SCP-5815-1, although more verification is needed due to the difficulty of determining the presence of SCP-5815-1. According to partially reconstructed records, an estimated 10,000 to 220,000 Foundation workers had been stationed in SCP-5815 since 1953. Aside from these records however, no traces of said workers exist. The workers appear to be mainly involved in the production of materials such as pills containing SCP-5815-1 in powdered form, whose descriptions bear heavy resemblance to Resettas, which are alternative amnestic drugs, and the Forsetonics, which are currently used by Foundation agents and MTFs to boost strength and vigilance. As a result, all active agents are now being recalled for cerebral and psychological check-ups. Simultaneous structural collapse of approximately 120 involved sites is expected to occur in three months. Proposals for researching operations and the reactivation of SCP-5815, as well as production of more SCP-5815-1, are pending. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5815" by Sinagsikap, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5815. 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-5816 | safe | Item#: 5816 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: caution link to memo SCP-5816-20 with anomalous features redacted. (hover to enlarge) Special Containment Procedures: All copies of SCP-5816 are to be kept in a standard secured container at Site-19. Even when within said container, all instances of SCP-5816 are to have their eyes covered completely. SCP-5816 instances are not to be removed, nor are any edits to be made to the text present on said instances without approval from level 4 research personnel. Description: SCP-5816 is the collective term for a collection of 25 identical anomalous World War One-era recruitment posters, henceforth referred to as SCP-5816-1 through 25. As of 2021, no further instances have been found. Each poster closely resembles the non-anomalous posters depicting Lord Horatio Herbert Kitchener1 that were famously used during the First World War. SCP-5816-1 through 25 were discovered in an abandoned print factory, kept in a single wooden crate. The only information that can be acquired about the origin of SCP-5816 comes from a telegram located at the discovery site.2 Of all subjects tested, 4% were completely immune to SCP-5816; the reason for this is unknown, and no link between those immune has been found. The remaining subjects triggered one of two anomalous effects. The primary anomalous effect of SCP-5816 instances occurs whenever an individual3 who is of British nationality or from any former territories of the British Empire and is aged between 19-30 years of age looks into the eyes of the image of Lord Kitchener. Whenever this occurs, the subject will feel an overwhelming sense of nationalism and pride towards the United Kingdom. Furthermore, the subject will feel an immense desire to join the British military. A secondary anomalous effect occurs when individuals who are not eligible to join the British military look into the eyes present on SCP-5816 instances.4 95% of experiments involving subjects who meet these criteria found those tested began to suffer feelings of immense sorrow and regret. The remaining 5% of those affected will attempt immediate suicide.5 This effect remains until the subject can self-terminate. To date, the only known way to prevent the anomalous properties of SCP-5816 instances is to cover the eyes on each instance. SCP-5816 instances are highly resistant to most forms of conventional damage; this is believed to be the cause behind the preservation of SCP-5816 instances in the decades before containment. Fire is capable of complete destruction of SCP-5816 instances. Photographs of and photocopies of SCP-5816 instances possess the same properties as the originals, though artist impressions lack the same anomalous properties. Addendum SCP-5816-A: Below is a digitized copy of the telegram recovered from the discovery site. It should be noted that it was heavily damaged when discovered; the displayed text is all that was readable. Commission for more recruitment posters received STOP Next shipment to be ready by Somme offensive STOP Distribute them face down until [ILLEGIBLE] Make no edits STOP An investigation into the telegram's origin is currently ongoing. Addendum SCP-5816-B: On 20th June 1978, Doctor Urien Beavin, head of research on SCP-5816, was given the authorisation to test the effects of editing the text on an instance of SCP-5816. As part of this test, Doctor Beavin had the word 'Britons' on SCP-5816-7 erased and replaced with 'Americans' before showing it to several American D-Class personnel. The effect was identical, save that this instance now worked on those of American nationality instead of British. Following several more tests with different nationalities, Doctor Beavin replaced the nationality on SCP-5816-7 with the word 'D-Class' while also changing the main text below Lord Kitchener to read 'to cooperate with Foundation personnel.' 96% of all D-Class tested, who did not trigger the secondary anomalous effect, were highly cooperative with Foundation staff. Access SCiPNET Email? Three (3) new messages! SCP-5816 Proposal To: Dr Gabriel Stanton, Ethics Committee From: Doctor Urien Beavin Subject: SCP-5816 Proposal As you can see from our testing, SCP-5816 instances are an effective way to ensure cooperation on the part of D-Class personnel. Therefore, I am proposing we use SCP-5816 instances by placing altered instances in D-Class quarters across Foundation sites. 25th June 1978. To: Doctor Urien Beavin From: Dr Gabriel Stanton, Ethics Committee Subject: Re:SCP-5816 Proposal While the practical applications you propose are certainly tempting, Dr Beavin, we cannot allow this. Completely ignoring the prospect of D-Class personnel who are immune to SCP-5816 figuring out its properties and using it against us, this proposal is completely unethical. This has the potential to seriously alter the free will of D-Class personnel. I don't care if they're Jack the Ripper; we are not in the business of stripping away people's free will. If it were up to me, this proposal and all your previous misconduct would be declared major ethical violations, and I'd have you demoted. But if you would like to discuss this matter in person, please make an appointment with me for some time tomorrow. 27th June 1978. To: Doctor Urien Beavin From: Dr Gabriel Stanton, Ethics Committee Subject: Re:Re:SCP-5816 Proposal Objection revoked. 28th June 1978. Footnotes 1. The British Secretary of State for War, from 1914 until he died in 1916. 2. See addendum SCP-5816-A 3. Henceforth referred to as the subject. 4. Please consult British Army recruitment standards for further information. Any eligible individuals are strongly advised to do your duty. 5. It should be noted these effects do not occur in those below the age range of British recruitment. |
SCP-5817 | keter | Item#: 5817 Level3 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: notice link to memo Figure 1.1: A map retrieved from one of SCP-5817's websites, representing SCP-5817-1. Special Containment Procedures: All internet services in a country affected by SCP-5817 are to be shut down until SCP-5817's websites are inaccessible. Automated programs are to monitor SCP-5817's activity by collecting all information in its pages and storing it in Site-68's computers. All remaining evidence of the existence of SCP-5817-1 is to be denied to the general public. Description: SCP-5817 is a monthly phenomenon that affects all internet services in a country for roughly one minute. Attempts of accessing any website during SCP-5817 will redirect users to a counterpart that advertises a nonexistant country named Republic of Kingston, designated SCP-5817-1. According to these altered pages, SCP-5817-1: Includes the territories of Jamaica, Haiti, Cuba, Dominican Republic and parts of Mexico and Guatemala. Has large cultural and ethnic varieties. Is a democratic republic with a president named Horace Rosencratz, a 71 year old male. Has no documented cases of civilian violence in its territories. Figure 1.2: A flag retrieved from one of SCP-5817's websites. Discovery: SCP-5817 was first documented in March 15th of 2013, having taken place in Jamaica. The manifestation caused a collective hysteria due to being interpreted as a declaration of the independence of Kingston, the local capital city, made by a revolutionary group. While Jamaican authorities managed to pacify the population by stating the SCP-5817 event was "an inoffensive prank made by hackers", none of the affected sites showed any trace of hacking in their change logs. While the Foundation would later intervene in police investigations, SCP-5817 wouldn't be officially classified until April 15th of the same year, when it took place in Panama. Dr. Ignatius has been assigned to study SCP-5817 since then. Incident Report SCP-5817-A: In December 15th of 2015, an SCP-5817 news website named Kingston Everyday announced that president Horace Rosencratz was considering to let a fleet of patrol boats watch the city of Nassau, Bahamas, after a flawed negotiation with the local Prime Minister. It was also mentioned that the Bahamas have been launching attacks against SCP-5817-1 territory for unknown reasons. Later that day, locals reported the presence of unmanned vessels with unidentified flags near the coastal zone of Nassau. The Foundation managed to retrieve one of the boats for study purposes. Perry Christie, Prime Minister of the Bahamas at the time, claimed to never have met anyone named Horace Rosencratz. In January 15th of 2016, Kingston Everyday became accessible again and displayed the following headlines: Kingstonian Patrol Boat Stolen! Interview Log SCP-5817-B: Interviewed: Subject-5817-B Interviewer: Dr. Ignatius Foreword: Subject-5817-B, a 71-year-old Caucasian male, was found in February 16th of 2016 in Cuba and taken to Site-68 to be interviewed. Comparisons showed that subject bears great resemblance to images of Horace Rosencratz extracted from SCP-5817's websites. No information about name and origin of the subject was found in any non-SCP-5817 database before the interview. <Begin Log> Dr. Ignatius: Alright, now that we are here, could you please tell me your name? Subject-5817-B: My name? Well, you can call me Horace. Dr. Ignatius: So, Mr. Horace, you don't seem to come from Cuba and- Subject-5817-B: Cuba? Don't you mean the "Havana district"? Dr. Ignatius: No, sir. I said Cuba Subject-5817-B: Oh no no no, (laughs) Cuba isn't that dumpster you're talking about anymore, it's part of something bigger now: the Republic of Kingston. Dr. Ignatius: I don't think I ever heard about a place like this really existing. Subject-5817-B: Hm? How could you never have heard of Kingston? Dr. Ignatius: The Kingston I know is the capital city of Jamaica, not a well known country. Could you please tell me about it? Subject-5817-B: Well yes! Kingston is located in Central America and it's a paradise unlike any other place in the continent, with natural beauty, gorgeous cities and an efficient government, and I'm not saying this just because I'm the President. (laughs) Dr. Ignatius: So you're the President of that "Republic" you're talking about. Well, then what have you done for your country so far? Subject-5817-B: You see, I worry about other places of the world, about how they lack the features that make Kingston perfect. Right now, most of them are questionable, unlikable, some shouldn't even be countries to begin with! Take this place for example: great ambitions, insufficient resources, ones that only Kingston can efficiently provide. That's why I started the Kingstonian expansion project. Dr. Ignatius: You were given information about us before? Subject-5817-B: Well yes. There was a day where one of our patrol boats was stolen back in 2015, and the Kingstonian Intelligence Center manage to track it. According to them, the ship was inside this exact site, owned by some kind of Foundation. Since that day, they have researched information about you and how you study supposed anomalies, some really hard to keep under control. On the other hand, we have a powerful army and technology that would certainly make your most dangerous monsters look like little bunnies stuck in a cage. So, lets make a deal, shall we? Dr. Ignatius: A deal? Subject-5817-B: This place becomes our territory for scientific research and, in return, we shall help you with containment and structural improvements. What do you think? Dr. Ignatius: I-I'm sorry, sir, but this isn't the purpose of the interview. Subject-5817-B: Then I think I'm done with it for now. Is there any way to talk to whoever directs this (pauses) place? Dr. Ignatius: I'm afraid this won't be possible. Subject-5817-B: Well, then I guess there is no point discussing it right now. We'd be better off talking about this another day. In this case, could someone take me to the exit? <End Log> Closing Statement: After the interview, subject was taken to a humanoid containment cell in Site-68. All attempts at amnesticization of the entity were unsuccessful. Incident Log SCP-5817-C: Foreword: In the morning of March 15th of 2016, a camera documented two Foundation guards, who were responsible for watching Subject-5817-B slowly having their appearences changed while keeping the same outfit. The transformation took place during SCP-5817, which was affecting Site-68 at the time, and the affected guards removed Subject-5817-B from its cell after the event was over. Two minutes later, Dr. Ignatius, who was walking at a nearby corridor at the time, encountered the two guards and Subject-5817-B. A different camera managed to record the event. Below is a transcript of the recorded content. <Begin Log> Dr. Ignatius is walking down a corridor when he meets the two guards and Subject-5817-B Dr. Ignatius: W-what are you doing in here? Weren''t you supposed to keep the subject in the containment cell? Guard 1: We have been ordered to take this subject to Dock-7 so it can be transferred to Site-██. Dr. Ignatius: Transferring this subject is out of question at the moment, I still need some interviews with him to understand SCP-5817. Guard 2: Earlier orders from the site directory stated that the transfer is a top priority. Dr. Ignatius: I was at the site directory this morning and saw their schedules, there was nothing about transfer there. Now could you please tak-(pauses) have I ever seen you two before? Guard 2: We're (inaudible), hired by the Foundation one year ago. Currently the only members of Site-68's security personnel to come from the Republic of Kingston. Dr. Ignatius: Kingston? No no no no no, the Foundation never hired anyone from Kingston, I will call the real security perso- Speaker: Attention all security personnel, Subject-5817-B is currently being transferred to Site-██. (inaudible) are responsible for transporting the subject and should not be interrupted during the process. Boat-23 has been deployed on Dock-7 for use by the transfer team. Dr. Ignatius: What? B-but- Guard 1: You heard the Site Director, now please step out of our way. (Dr. Ignatius walks away while the guards continue to escort Subject-5817-B) <End Log> Closing Statement: After the incident, the two guards responsible for Subject-5817-B's transfer and Site-68's Director were interviewed. When questioned about their actions, the individuals stated that they "were men of Kingston and were simply doing what's right for their country". The Foundation managed to track the Boat-23, which was found docked in the city of Nassau. NOTICE You are currently viewing an outdated version of this page. Click here to access the updated version. |
SCP-5818 | euclid | SCP-5818 - Frankenstein Burger King mmmm burger Image Credits ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} by J Dune Item#: 5818 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Provisional Site-5818, located in Niagara Falls, Ontario Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force CAONNA Provisional Site-5818 M. Margaret Clarke C. James Clive NA SCP-5818-1 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawler Beta-8 ("MODERN PROMETHEUS") is to monitor discussion forums and image boards for phrases associated with SCP-5818 and remove them upon discovery. The locus of SCP-5818-related phenomena has been bought by the Foundation and converted to Provisional Site-5818, which will remain open to the public. Several Foundation agents with scores of at least 75 on the Kull memetic resistance scale have been implanted into the restaurant's internal structure, and are to monitor for SCP-5818 events. Each SCP-5818 event is to be recorded and reviewed for any deviations in the established narrative. Following the completion of the event, all participants are to be amnesticized. Provisional Site-5818 is to remain closed until all remnants of the event are disposed of. Deliberate triggering of an SCP-5818 event for research purposes is prohibited. Description: SCP-5818 is a phenomenon occurring in a Burger King located in Niagara Falls, Ontario. This location bears 'Frankenstein' theming, as the restaurant is adjacent to a separate horror-themed tourist attraction. The instructions for triggering a SCP-5818 event, sourced from parawatch.net in April 2007, are listed below: DontAsk 04/05/07 (Thu) 06:05:24 #1848131 >go to the frankenstein burger king in niagara falls >ask for the frankenstein burger >???? >PROFIT!!! These instructions were disseminated across the discussion board over several weeks, but did not receive significant attention. Four SCP-5818 events occurred in the weeks following the original post, alerting the Foundation to the anomaly's presence. When an individual follows the instructions above and asks for a 'Frankenstein burger', SCP-5818-1 will be produced. No item on the Burger King menu is or has been referred to as a 'Frankenstein burger'. Regardless, employees will not perceive the request as abnormal, and will complete the order. SCP-5818-1 is a burger topped with two meat patties, bacon, ketchup, and cheese. SCP-5818-1 resembles Burger King's 'Double Bacon Cheese Burger' in appearance and composition. Testing has shown SCP-5818-1 to be otherwise identical to Burger King's 'Double Bacon Cheese Burger' in all aspects, sans the anomalous properties that manifest upon initial consumption. When an individual begins consumption of SCP-5818-1, a hallucinatory memetic phenomenon designated as an SCP-5818 event will occur. SCP-5818 events follow a consistent, recurring narrative. All individuals present inside Provisional Site-5818 during an event will be transposed into various archetypes fitting the narrative, which resembles the basic themes, vernacular, and plot of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. For a transcript of an SCP-5818 event, refer to Addendum 5818.1. Following the completion of an SCP-5818 event, individuals will return to a non-anomalous state of mind, possessing full recall and awareness of the events that had transpired. Research has proven this phenomenon is limited to the Burger King location in Niagara Falls, Ontario. Addendum 5818.1: SCP-5818 Narrative Transcript The following account of an SCP-5818 event was transcribed by a Foundation agent with noted memetic resistance. This transcript is specifically derived from the 31st recorded SCP-5818 event, which occurred on 2008/06/29. <BEGIN LOG> A customer bites into SCP-5818-1. Seconds later, the customer screams and drops the burger on the table in front of them. The customer stands atop a chair and calls the restaurant to attention. Customer: What foul countenance! Behold, set your eyes on this wretched abnormality, whose visage will torment me 'til my reunification with the Father. Behold and remain weary! The customer gestures to SCP-5818-1. Bystanding customers begin to crowd the table to view SCP-5818-1, expressing cries of shock and distress. A customer faints. Bystander: Such unnatural hue! Oh, to be belabored with a fiendish existence as this! Composed from both the slaughterhouse and the learning room, an abhorrent creation! Customer: Am I to consume this vile concoction of parts as I am my brother's cow, or a mother's milk? Is our sustenance derived from the land, or from the laboratory? Customers begin to perceive SCP-5818-1 as capable of speech. Dialogue is audible to those involved in an SCP-5818-1 event, and has remained consistent across accounts. SCP-5818-1: Did I request thee, Maker, from my meat to mold me burger? Did I solicit thee from the kitchen to promote me?1 Bystander: Horror! Horror! It speaks as if it were man, but it is burger! It knows not of the existential diatribe it spews from its chemically enhanced mouth! Tell us, why hath you begat this wretch? The crowd of bystanders begin to approach the customer, who removes themselves from the chair and begins walking backwards. Customer: Hear me, it was not an abortion of my creation. Please! I beg you, look to Frankenstein, who wrought this beast with his own hands in his occult kitchen-sanctum! The customer gestures to the register. The cook who prepared SCP-5818-1 walks out of the kitchen. Customers perceive the cook as harboring lacerations and stitches across their face and body. Their skin is perceived as an unnatural, green coloration, and as a whole resembles a typical depiction of the "Frankenstein's Monster" character. SCP-5818-1: My accursed forefather! You who have given me life and misplaced hope, gave me witness to beauty and creation, while placing me in this devilishly tasty form! Do you not feel remorse for casting me into a world that wishes to see me consumed? Cook: I fear no retribution, fallen angel! As the Titans created man, I have created burger! This is my purpose. Customer: Look, your culprit! Impose your punishment and affix him to Caucasus, where his liver can be pecked. A fitting punishment for a man who tests God. The bystanders approach the cook, and begin to physically restrain him. Cook: I pursued knowledge, my burden is light. Like so many before me, do what you will. I will not show cowardice. SCP-5818-1: How miserable is this comestible, juicy body. To be more than filthy meat! Satan revels in companionship, while I sit in silence and agony! The bystanders force the cook into the kitchen, where they begin to tear the cook's limbs from their body. The limbs are then thrown into a broiler oven. The frenzy continues until the cook's body is small enough to fit in the broiler. Customer: Frankenstein brought fate upon himself! Tragedy, or purification? The question is asked but there is no truth. The oven is powered on, and the cook's body burns. The bystanders watch and revel in the cook's death. Away from the kitchen, SCP-5818-1 continues its lament. SCP-5818-1: If thou desired nurture over nutrition, perhaps I would not live in misery. Farewell, vengeful father. Farewell! I shall depart to the coldest regions of this wicked world, where I shall lay! SCP-5818-1 disappears. <END LOG> Researcher's Note: Following the event, all witnesses and participants were amnesticized. Due to the loss of life involved in SCP-5818 events and noted lack of variation between them, further research of the phenomenon through deliberate triggering of an event has been discontinued. The present location of SCP-5818-1 instances is unknown. -Dr. Clive, 2008/06/29 Footnotes 1. An abridged quote from John Milton's Paradise Lost. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5818" by J Dune, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5818. 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: frankenstein.jpg Author: Diego Torres Silvestre License: CC-BY-SA-2.0 Source Link: flickr Filename: burger.jpg Name: Burger King Double Bacon Cheeseburger Author: Willis Lam License: CC-BY-SA-2.0 Source Link: flickr |
SCP-5819 | safe | close Info X 90.25% (+37) 9.75% (-4) -% (+0) -% (-0) Title: SCP-5819 - The Sweet One Author(s): Panda_of_Green Created: 01/04/2022 Special Thanks: Xinsiras & Opal from Dr. Cimmerian's Discord server for critique. No Author Page Yet First SCP YouTube | Instagram Item#: 5819 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: sweet Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force Site-73 Alan Medford Dr. Isaac Green Onsite Security SCP-5819-23 Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-5819 and SCP-5819-B are to be contained in a standard storage locker located at Site-73. These lockers are to be only accessible to personnel with level 3/5819 clearance or higher. If any unauthorized instances of SCP-5819-A manifest, personnel are to deny its offers, leave the immediate area, and inform an onsite officer. Security officers are to neutralize all unauthorized SCP-5819-A instances to prevent individuals from ingesting the contents of SCP-5819-B. Description: SCP-5819 refers to twelve twenty-four Dr Pepper branded soda cans, designated SCP-5819-1 to SCP-5819-12 SCP-5819-24. The anomalous effects of SCP-5819 occurs when the contents within it are ingested by a human subject. When consumed, the subject will transfigure into an instance of SCP-5819-A. SCP-5819-A resembles a Caucasian male between 35 to 40-years-old, measuring 1.37 meters in height and 45.36 kg in weight. SCP-5819-A has long dark red hair, light facial hair, and wears glam-rock styled clothing. The subject's previous clothing will demanifest in the process of transfiguration and will be replaced with these clothing. SCP-5819-A instances claim to be and closely resembles Dr Pepper's mascot Lil Sweet.1 When the transformation of SCP-5819-A is complete, it will teleport itself to a random human subject nearby. These subjects will henceforward be referred to as the target. Targets have always noted craving something sweet with no calories prior to SCP-5819-A arriving. Upon SCP-5819-A reaching the target, it will manifest a Diet Dr Pepper soda can in its hand, designated SCP-5819-B. Subjects that ingest the contents of SCP-5819-B will experience a psychological desire to ingest Dr Pepper branded products. The subject's body will reject all other forms of liquids not branded as Dr Pepper. This results in most subjects suffering from moderate health problems including weight gain, tooth decay, type 2 diabetes, and cardiovascular problems. SCP-5819-A will attempt to convince the target to accept an SCP-5819-B instance and will always do this in an upbeat commercialized fashion. If denied, SCP-5819-A will leave the target and teleport to another. If accepted, SCP-5819-A will transfer SCP-5819-B to the target, leaving soon after. SCP-5819-A has always been noted to vocalize the phrase "It's The Sweet One"2 shortly before leaving its target. SCP-5819-A will then teleport to its next target and repeat the same procedure. The Dr Pepper Museum, Waco, Texas Addendum 5819.1: Recovery Log On 12/01/2015, reports of "Lil Sweet disappearing and reappearing out of nowhere giving away Diet Dr Pepper" occurred at the Dr Pepper Museum in Waco, Texas. Surveillance footage shows the twelve instances of SCP-5819 manifesting within the museum. A male civilian noticed and acquired SCP-5819-1, ingesting its contents. This resulted in the civilian becoming an SCP-5819-A instance. This SCP-5819-A instance successfully convinced five civilians to accept an SCP-5819-B instance prior to Foundation intervention, four of whom consumed its contents. Due to SCP-5819-A's teleporting properties, Foundation agents were incapable of apprehending SCP-5819-A, resulting in the agents terminating the instance. A letter was found beside the SCP-5819 instances and it read as followed: Dear, Dr Pepper Fans, Today is a very special day. I gift these twelve cans of Dr Pepper to all of you so dedicated to my product. After all, I first sold Dr Pepper 130 years ago from this very day. So let's celebrate by spreading that sweet taste of a refreshing Dr Pepper around the world. Now's the Time. This is the Place. Dr Pepper is the taste. Sincerely, Charles Alderton3 All twelve instances of SCP-5819 and the four affected civilians were transported to Site-73 for containment and study. All individuals within The Dr Pepper Museum during this event were administered amnestics. Charles Alderton has since then been designated PoI-1024. Addendum 5819.2: Incident 5819-Beta ▼ Incident 5819-Beta ▼ ▲ Incident 5819-Beta ▲ Incident Report Oakwood Cemetery, Waco, Texas Incident #: 5819-Beta Location: Oakwood Cemetery, Waco, Texas Time: 07:49 AM (local time) December 1st 2020 Event Summary: The tombstone of PoI-1024 was found missing by a local groundskeeper, with twelve instances of SCP-5819 in its place. Upon expection, it was found that the coffin and corpse of PoI-1024 were also missing. With the grave showing no evidence of having been dug out, suggesting anomalous means. Next to the SCP-5819 instances was a letter, which read as follows. Dear, Fellow Friend, I see you've came to mourn my death. Dr Pepper used to be the "King of Beverages" after all. Even though Dr Pepper was the first soda ever made, more people would rather have Coke or Pepsi instead. But I can tell that you care about Dr Pepper more then many other people. Therefore, I will grant you what was a limited edition of Dr Pepper. Five years ago from this day, it was originally released at my shop. However, an organization was trying to hide them from the people. All because it was out of the ordinary. Dr Pepper has always been misunderstood. But you can change this by treating yourself to these Dr Pepper branded beverages. Enjoy them while you still can. Sincerely, Charles Alderton Follow-up Actions: All twelve instances of SCP-5819 were transported to Site-73 for containment. A replica of the original tombstone was created and used as a replacement. Civilians visiting Oakwood Cemetery prior to the tombstone's installment were administered amnestics. Footnotes 1. Lil Sweet is a character and mascot made by Keurig Dr Pepper and played by 2002 American Idol runner-up Justin Guarini. 2. This is a slogan from Dr Pepper commercials featuring Lil Sweet. In which Lil Sweet would say "It's The Sweet One" at the end of each commercial. 3. 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SCP-5820 | euclid | Item #: SCP-5820 Special Containment Procedures: Operatives are to remain on alert for activity indicative of SCP-5820's modus operandi. Following the disruption of SCP-5820's California enterprise by Foundation personnel, it has become highly probable that SCP-5820 will attempt to continue its operations elsewhere. Business registries across the United States are to be monitored for any suggestion that SCP-5820 is attempting to re-establish itself. Foundation algorithms monitoring telecommunications are primed to recognise calls which indicate that SCP-5820 is selecting new victims. Should this occur, operatives are directed to place the affected household under covert surveillance until the pre-arranged date, at which point a sting operation is to be enacted involving appropriate MTF personnel. A suburban home undergoing an SCP-5820 event. Description: SCP-5820 refers to Sneaky Buggers Humane Extermination, a California-registered pest control company linked to a number of anomalous incidents in the southern region of the state. An SCP-5820 event typically begins with a cold call1 to a chosen target. Victims are informed that their home has been scouted and discovered to have a termite infestation requiring immediate fumigation. An estimated 83% of homeowners to date have accepted this request without suspicion.2 Appointments are scheduled within two working days of the initial call. As per SCP-5820's alleged policy, householders are strongly recommended to be present for the set-up process. SCP-5820 employees (designated hereafter as SCP-5820-1) will arrive at the job site in a 2006 Ford E-series commercial vehicle with Sneaky Buggers branding. Instances of SCP-5820-1 are humanoids of indeterminate sex, clad in hooded mauve boiler suits and rebreathing equipment with tinted visors. A typical operation involves three instances of SCP-5820-1. SCP-5820-1 do not announce their arrival, and generally reach the location fifteen minutes before the allotted time. A fumigation tent is rapidly erected around the designated structure, with immediate attention paid to covering doors and windows. As a result of this, occupants are not given a chance to vacate the building. Upon finishing the set-up operation, all instances of SCP-5820-1 will enter the structure. SCP-5820-1 typically re-emerge within one hour and begin to disassemble the tent. Following an SCP-5820 operation, the affected building is left with severe to critical structural damage.3 Exploration of an affected dwelling’s interior also reveals the total corrosion of non-osseous biological matter.4 In addition, paper currency and financial documents have been notably absent from all buildings investigated. Before leaving a job site, SCP-5820-1 will stake a wooden advertising sign into the lawn. All signs recovered to date have carried the same slogan: A few less parasites in your neighborhood! - Sneaky Buggers Humane Extermination - Interview Log: Interviewed: Dwight and Nora Marlowe Interviewer: Agent Aaron Bagley Foreword: On 2020/05/23, the Marlowe residence in Pasadena was severely damaged following alleged fumigation by SCP-5820. Human remains were found inside the building, later confirmed as belonging to the Marlowes' 39 year-old cleaner, Anamaria Vasquez. Both Marlowes had travelled out of state shortly prior to the incident. Agent Bagley posed as an Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) officer for this portion of the investigation. <Begin Log> [Removed extraneous preamble due to excessive hostility of the interviewees towards Agent Bagley] Dwight Marlowe: Let me get one thing straight, okay? My gears are fucking grinding. This shouldn't have happened at all, let alone- Nora Marlowe: On our vacation! Agent Bagley: In all seriousness, Mrs. Marlowe, you shouldn't be on vacation right now. Which reminds me, ma'am - can you please take several steps back?5 Nora Marlowe exhales, irritated. Agent Bagley: Thank you. Now, are you finally going to be civil with me? Dwight Marlowe: Why? Why should we be civil with you, when they did that to my goddamned house? Look at it, buddy! Agent Bagley: We can't help you if you're going to somehow insist this was our fault. Dwight Marlowe: I'm not saying it's your fault… nobody said it was your fault. What I'd like if you understood is that you should be doing more to protect the likes of myself and my wife here. I saw on Rush Limbaugh that- Agent Bagley: Sir, I don't know what you're talking about but I'm warning you to calm down. I've been working with the EPA for, oh, around a decade now, and this is the most extensive damage I've ever seen carried out by termi- Dwight Marlowe: Antifa. Agent Bagley: I'm sorry? Dwight Marlowe: Let's just say I tick a lot of their boxes. Agent Bagley: This is going to be your final warning. I would strongly suggest, Mr Marlowe, that you listen to me, an expert, instead of whoever it is on the television. Dwight Marlowe: It's all expert-this, expert-that these days. Why should I expect you to know better than me, then? You're giving me all this shit about termites, but I'm telling you that there's people out there who think I'm an asshole, think my wife's an asshole, for no reason other than- Agent Bagley: With all due, uh, respect, Mr and Mrs Marlowe… we've got a person deceased here. Anamaria Vasquez. Nora Marlowe: Oh my- Dwight Marlowe: Should have told me that before, then… Agent Bagley: I was getting there, but… you know what? Let's try to take this with a little more nuance from now on. About Ms. Vasquez- Dwight Marlowe: She was over to spray a little bit of Lysol around while we were gone. Nora Marlowe: Well, that and see the pest control guys in. Bagley adjusts his mask. Agent Bagley: These pest controllers, "Sneaky Buggers"… you just accepted their word? Didn't give them a Google or anything first? Dwight Marlowe: Buddy, I'm the managing director at a Forbes 500 firm. I know the sound of a legitimate business offer when I hear one. Agent Bagley: The fact we're even having this conversation should strongly indicate otherwise. Dwight Marlowe: The hell do you know about business? Agent Bagley: Enough to know that you got fleeced, sir. Dwight Marlowe: Fleeced? Well, if you're so sure they was termites that done this, at least those guys fucking tried. I don't buy a word that comes out of your "expert" mouth, buddy. Agent Bagley: Okay, I think we're, ah, just about done here. I had more questions, but if you're not going to treat this with sincerity or respect then I'm afraid there's very little else I'm gonna be able to do for you. Dwight Marlowe: You know, there is one thing. Call my fucking lawyer and insurance provider! <End Log> Incident Log 2020/06/05: Foreword: Site-67 personnel received notice of an ongoing SCP-5820 event. A unit of MTF Epsilon-6 (“Village Idiots”) was dispatched, under the command of Agent Bagley. 09:23 - The team arrives at a subdivision of Irvine, CA, to find a residential home beneath a large tent. 09:25 - Verbal engagement via loudspeaker is attempted, though MTF Epsilon-6 receives no acknowledgement from any subjects within the building. 09:50 - No further attempts at communication have been successful. Agent Bagley authorizes a breach of the building. All personnel are equipped in full-body containment suits with breathing apparatus due to the potential risk of pesticide exposure. 09:52 - The team breaches the tent. Interference of unknown origin knocks out body-worn recording equipment for the remainder of the operation.6 09:56 - Witnesses report seeing Agent Bagley and his six operatives emerge from the tent. All are non-verbal, and follow Agent Bagley back to their vehicles. 10:14 - Radar indicates that the operatives have left the scene and are en route to Site-67, where a security detail is arranged to meet them. Communication attempts by facility control are ignored for the duration of the journey. 10:37 - MTF Epsilon-6 arrives back at the facility. Site security personnel are alarmed by Agent Bagley’s failure to engage with entry instructions and a quarantine procedure is enacted within the facility’s parking structure. 10:39 - A number of MTF Epsilon-6 operatives, including Agent Bagley, attempt to exit their vehicles against the orders of security personnel. Bagley is tackled by a Site-67 guard, dislodging his protective apparatus and releasing a large number of Cryptotermes brevis (drywood termite) specimens from within his empty tactical gear. The remaining “operatives” become aggressive, prompting authorization from facility command to open fire. Damage to the subjects’ equipment reveals similarly empty suits, with the exception of Cryptotermes brevis in significant quantities. 10:40 - The groups of Cryptotermes brevis reconvene and begin to approach personnel in an amorphous mass. Personnel start to retreat from the parking structure. 10:41 - Facility guard Samson Gregory is overcome by Cryptotermes brevis. Fearing further contamination, other members of personnel close the garage fire doors before he can escape. Gregory is completely incapacitated by the insects entering his body through orificial means, and is then dragged into the center of the largest swarm. 10:43 - The swarm is brought under control with the use of flamethrowers, and surviving specimens are placed into appropriate faunal containment units. Note: Investigations into their suspected properties as a gestalt entity similar to SCP-5993 and SCP-5693 are ongoing. The remainder of field operations regarding SCP-5820 have been handed to MTF Lambda-12 (“Pest Control”) and the Entomology Department. Returning to the property in Irvine, operatives discovered that the fumigation tent had been removed by persons unknown. Inside the unstable frame of the building were the skeletal remains of nine individuals. They were genetically identified as Dwight and Nora Marlowe7, as well as Agent Bagley and his Epsilon-6 operatives. Three SCP-5820-branded boiler suits were found discarded on the kitchen floor. In addition, the following message had been staked into the driveway: fuck off narcs! - p.s. apologies about ms. vasquez; her martyrdom shall be revered in the class war. Addendum: Following the incidents in Irvine and at Site-67, personnel attempted to trace the vehicle associated with SCP-5820. It was ascertained that the van left California State Route 73 in the vicinity of Crystal Cove State Park due to its sudden absence from traffic camera footage. Investigation of the area revealed tire tracks leading three kilometers into the brush. At the end of the tracks, operatives discovered a termite mound four meters in diameter. Probe equipment was deployed, revealing an extensive network of subterranean tunnels beneath the mound. The van was found within a central chamber, with a note affixed to the windshield. Sorry – we’ve moved! - Sneaky Buggers Humane Extermination - A number of deceased termite specimens within the abandoned nest were then recovered for analysis. All specimens, in addition to those captured in the Site-67 assault, are understood to have been of the "pseudergate" caste - termites which perform the function of workers whilst retaining the potential for reproduction. The presence of soldiers and monarchs within this particular colony has yet to be observed. Footnotes 1. Using a randomized number. 2. Recorded examples of such calls contain traces of infrasound, which may indicate deliberate (if rudimentary) manipulation of human suggestibility. 3. Structural integrity depends heavily on the building's manner of construction; timber-framed buildings have been the most unstable of those observed. 4. Since first observation, SCP-5820 has been connected with thirty-three anomalous deaths. 5. Agent Bagley was following social distancing protocol implemented due to the COVID-19 pandemic. 6. Analysis of surviving footage has revealed traces of subsonic tones similar to those found in SCP-5820's cold calls. 7. Since the destruction of their Pasadena home, the Marlowes had been living at one of several properties under their ownership. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5820" by ThisMightBeAuto, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5820. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-5821 | keter | SCP-5821-1 Item #: SCP-5821 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5821 is currently contained through the efforts of PTF-Lambda-27 ("Amazon Brigade") in preventing any individual from harming SCP-5821-1 in their efforts to neutralize, cook, and eat him. Members of PTF-Lambda-27 are to be rotated out periodically, so that they do not act upon SCP-5821-1 themselves. Description: SCP-5821 is a persistent memetic effect throughout the human population of Earth that the flesh of Jeffrey Preston Bezos1 (henceforward SCP-5821-1) is the most desirable meat for human consumption. While all humans aside from SCP-5821-1 are subconsciously affected by the meme (and thus wish to consume SCP-5821-1's flesh), only a small number are aware of SCP-5821 to a degree where they will attempt to assassinate and subsequently cannibalize SCP-5821-1. Memetic Degradation Analysis pinpoints the origin of this memetic property between April and August of 1997, and the meme has gradually increased in power over time, with more individuals becoming taken by the concept and acting upon it. SCP-5821-1 is aware of SCP-5821 and is cooperating with Foundation containment efforts. Addendum 5821-1: Memo RE: Amazon Dissolution Memorandum Regarding Recent Proposals for SCP-5821 Containment Date: 2019/10/25 To: SCP-5821 Research Staff From: O5-7 It has come to my attention that some alternate containment proposals have recently been discussed. I am saddened to inform you that, while your initiative in devising new and exciting methods of containment is commendable, the containment of SCP-5821 will not be subject to change for the foreseeable future. The models predicting the total domination of the human psyche by SCP-5821 by 2050, while alarming, are still very new and consensus has not been reached by Foundation predictive divisions (I personally can tell you that some sources known to the O5 council suggest that the meme may perhaps be dissipating). As such, drastic, unproven measures such as Foundation seizure of the Amazon corporation or the dissolution of SCP-5821-1's assets simply cannot be justified, to say nothing of possible assassination! To address a specific point of contention some of you brought up: while letting the subject of an anomaly weigh in on the methods and intricacies of its containment may be unorthodox, trust me when I say it's for the greater good. SCP-5821-1 understands intimately the difficulties the Foundation faces in containing the dangerous anomalies that threaten our world and has generously compensated us for resources used. I understand fully that this may be difficult and confusing for you, and following the conclusion of my Caribbean yacht cruise I am willing to take the time to discuss this issue one-on-one with anyone who continues to take grievance with these actions. Sincerely, O5-7 Addendum 5821-2: Possible expansion in subjects affected by anomaly Beginning on 2019/10/25, several members of the SCP-5821 Research Staff have exhibited a desire to consume O5-7. Research into this effect is currently ongoing. Footnotes 1. Founder, CEO and President of Amazon.com, Inc. |
SCP-5822 | euclid | close Info X "A perfectly normal set of garden gnomes" by stoner99 I encourage you to read more of my works here: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/stoner99-author-page SCP-5822 instance at Site-07 Item #: SCP-5822 Special Containment Procedures: The entrance to the cavern containing SCP-5822 has been sealed shut, and a minimum of two armed guards are to be stationed outside the area at all times. SCP-5822 instances that escape the containment perimeter are to be captured and brought to Site-07 for examination. Description: SCP-5822 is the collective designation for SCP-5822-A and -B, two groups of sentient lawn gnomes that have formed settlements in a cavern near Edgerton, Wyoming. All SCP-5822 instances observed to date have been identical in appearance, and it is not known why they have formed two distinct groups. Both SCP-5822-A and -B are believed to be at a level of advancement equivalent to the early Neolithic period, and instances have been observed coordinating to construct primitive shelters, engage in agricultural activity, and attack each other1. SCP-5822-A and -B are in constant armed conflict with each other. The two factions have constructed clusters of shelters in different areas of the cave, but will occasionally meet in large groups and battle until one side has been forced to withdraw. The victorious faction will then take the ceramic fragments left from the battle and bring them back to their settlement. This cycle has repeated a total of 321 times since SCP-5822’s discovery. Addendum: History SCP-5822 was discovered on July 8th, 2008, when local rancher and Edgerton resident David Hardy disappeared along with a large collection of lawn gnomes that he had kept in his backyard. The incident was widely believed to be a suicide, as Hardy's home had recently been foreclosed following a months long legal battle over claims the property violated local zoning laws. Nonetheless, municipal law enforcement were contacted to perform a search, whereupon SCP-5822 was discovered in a nearby cave system. Foundation operatives embedded in the Wyoming State Police were soon alerted of the incident, shortly after which SCP-5822's current containment procedures were defined. Although several attempts were made to explore the cave system SCP-5822 inhabits, none could advance beyond the anomalies' vicinity, and the entrance was eventually sealed. On August 2nd, 2009, arcane chanting was heard emanating from the cavern containing SCP-5822, becoming progressively louder and aggressive before abruptly ceasing. Following this, the concrete barrier used to seal SCP-5822’s containment zone collapsed, and thousands of SCP-5822-A and -B instances began pouring out of the mouth of the cavern. The two security personnel on-site at the time were quickly overwhelmed, after which CCTV footage captured a large cloaked figure emerging from the cavern's entrance. Later identified as David Hardy2, the figure can be seen appearing to converse with several SCP-5822 instances before making a series of hand gestures and sprinting east into the nearby wilderness. Three hours later, SCP-5822 reemerged from the woodland led by POI-278, who seemed to be directing the anomaly with a large stick. SCP-5822 then advanced throughout the city before stopping at the home of Jerrod Miller, the city's district attorney, where a confrontation ensued. The following is a transcript of the events thereafter: [BEGIN LOG] Hundreds of SCP-5822 instances descend upon the house, forcing entry before beginning to tear it apart, board by board. This awakens Miller. Jerrod Miller: What… what the hell! Are those— POI-278: SORRY, IS THIS A VIOLATION OF SECTION EIGHT HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-THREE DASH F OF DOCUMENT C OF THE FEDERAL CODE, YOU STUPID FUCKING BASTARD?! Jerrod Miller: You’re insane! I’m calling the pol— SCP-5822 instances swarm and restrain Miller, placing a piece of duct tape onto his mouth before carrying him into a nearby patch of wilderness. Jerrod Miller: (Muffled screams) POI-278: Blah blah blah blah, shut up! SCP-5822 continues to destroy the house for approximately ten minutes, eventually causing the structure to collapse completely. SCP-5822 then begins rapidly constructing a makeshift palanquin from debris, which POI-278 mounts. POI-278: Onward! SCP-5822 proceeds to carry the palanquin to another woodland, whilst chattering unintelligibly amongst themselves. [END LOG] Subsequent search efforts were unable to locate SCP-5822 or POI-278, and this is the last known sighting of either. Jerrod Miller was located alive with minimal injury in a field 3 miles from Edgerton, and amnesticized shortly thereafter. He was later told his home was destroyed in a gas explosion. SCP-5822 is pending reclassification following further investigation and reassessment of this document. Footnotes 1. How SCP-5822 has acquired the materials necessary for these activities is unknown, although instances have been observed occasionally striking the walls of the cavern with various tools in what is believed to be an attempt at mining. 2. Henceforth designated as POI-278. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5822" by stoner99, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5822. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-5823 | safe | LightlessLantern SCP-5823: Conservatives and Coal Mines Item No: SCP-5823 Special Containment Procedures: Access to SCP-5823 is to only be allowed during the brief period of inactivity per 24-hour-period. The existence of SCP-5823 is to be removed from the historical record with the assistance of the British Occult Service. Any changes in SCP-5823-1 activity are to be reported to the British Occult Service and Site-26 simultaneously. All flesh produced by SCP-5823 is to be transported to Site-26 for genetic testing and subsequent incineration. Any coal produced is to be transported to coal-fired power stations, with its origin altered to a non-anomalous coal mine. Following Incident-5823-29, all people who served as a Conservative Member of Parliament between 1981 and 1987 are to be monitored for potential anomalous activity. Description: SCP-5823 is the former Penrith Dell coal mine located in Cumbria, England. SCP-5823-1 instances are 630 large, headless humanoid creatures partially embedded in the walls of the mine. These instances obey a strict 24 hour cycle, of which 23 hours are spent attempting to extract coal and 1 hour is spent in a state of inactivity. SCP-5823-1 instances are believed to have extracted coal through the use of large scythes fused with their forearms in place of hands. Due to the exhaustion of the coal seam, SCP-5823-1 instances use their scythes to carve large portions of their flesh from their bodies. The excised flesh is deposited on several conveyer belts and taken to the surface. The resulting wounds quickly heal over the course of 5 minutes. History: SCP-5823 was originally built in 1947, quickly becoming the largest and most profitable mine owned by the Whitecliff Collieries Group. When Whitecliff Colliers declared bankruptcy in 1978, SCP-5823 was officially shut down. Despite this, SCP-5823 continued to output coal at a rate of 1.4 million tons per year. However, from 1983 onwards, the presence of human flesh in the outputted coal was noted. Recovered documents imply that though several power stations attempted to question SCP-5823 about this, all concerns were brushed off as "part of normal business operations". Beginning in 1986, 90% of outputted material from SCP-5823 was human flesh. This was noted by auditors and reported to police, with control of the situation eventually being transferred to the British Occult Service. The initial findings of the British Occult Service were that the existence of SCP-5823 did not pose an extreme threat to the United Kingdom and, as such, was suitable to transfer to Foundation control under the Coronation Accords. Following Incident-5823-29, these findings have been reassessed and control of SCP-5823 is now split between the British Occult Service and the Foundation. Incident-5823-29: On 2003-07-15, former Conservative MP Michael Garness1 died. During his autopsy, it was noted that several of Garness' organs had been replaced with carved pieces of anthracite. Upon investigation by the British Occult Service, genetic testing of flesh produced by SCP-5823 was ordered. It was found that 3% of the flesh produced by SCP-5823 was a genetic match for Michael Garness. Further testing has found that all flesh produced by SCP-5823 is a genetic match for Conservative Members of Parliament between 1981 and 1987. Footnotes 1. Secretary of State for Transport from 1982 to 1985. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5823" by LightlessLantern, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5823. 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-5824 | keter | Item#: 5824 Level4 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: notice link to memo SCP-5824 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the collapse of Site-25, Site-32 has been designated for SCP-5824’s containment. On the first day of each month, SCP-5824 is to be removed from its safe and brought to Sector 111 alongside an appropriate candidate for SCP-5824-1. Upon reaching the correct location, class-A amnestics are to be administered to the candidate, who is to immediately touch SCP-5824. For the safety of all individuals involved, no direct contact is to be made with SCP-5824 at any other point in its handling. Containment of SCP-5824-1 is to be exclusively assigned to Mobile Task Force Epsilon-7 (“The Twelve Labors”). This task force is not to have the Foundation logo anywhere on their uniforms nor are they to proclaim their association with the Foundation in any way. They are to be assigned the goal of killing SCP-5824-1. Their belief of this is important to guarantee that they will become an instance of SCP-5824-2. When they inevitably fail their believed goal they are to be disbanded immediately in order to prevent lasting consequences to the members. Afterwards, a new, identical, task force can be made with different members. When Site-32 recruits D-Class, some are to be designated as candidates for SCP-5824-1. One candidate is needed for each month, but additional should be selected as a safety measure. Candidates selected for SCP-5824-1 are not to be given any information about the Foundation or the existence of the anomalous. They are to have no interaction with other D-Class or unapproved Foundation personnel. A candidate may only be used for the containment of SCP-5824 once. Afterwards, they are to be amnesticized and used as D-Class. If SCP-5824-1 escapes containment, conflict is not to be initiated. Instead, a clear surrender is to be announced by a nearby personnel member with the highest authority.2 If the highest authority is not certain, any personnel may attempt to issue the surrender. Description: SCP-5824 is a large, leather bound book weighing approximately one kilogram. The cover is unmarked aside from signs of weathering. Approximately 20-30 pages at the beginning have been torn from the spine, leaving SCP-5824 entirely blank when it was first discovered. If any individual makes contact with SCP-5824, they become an instance of SCP-5824-1. Instances of SCP-5824-1 will begin to pursue a specific individual or organization that they consider immoral that they have a strong dislike of. The exact criteria for how the target, henceforth referred to as SCP-5824-2, is selected have yet to be determined (see testing logs for more details.) As of yet, all attempts to stop the two from meeting have ended in failure. So far, instances of SCP-5824-1 have destroyed any methods of restraining them. SCP-5824-1 also appears to have an innate knowledge of the location of SCP-5824-2, preventing any attempts at concealment. Once they meet, SCP-5824-1 will initiate a physical conflict with SCP-5824-2 or its members, always leading to a “victory condition” in favor of SCP-5824-1.3 After the condition is met, SCP-5824-1 will lose all anomalous properties except for a significant increase in self-confidence. SCP-5824-2, in most cases, will have a permanent effect placed on it. The effect may be anomalous or mundane, but anomalous means will always prevent the effect from being counteracted. While SCP-5824-1 seems to decide the effect, SCP-5824 likely influences the decision. Examples of effects include: A public apology on behalf of SCP-5824-2. If SCP-5824-2 has violated state or federal law, ensuring the associated law enforcement officers successfully apprehend them. If SCP-5824-2 is an individual, removal from their position of status and/or power. If SCP-5824-2 is an organization, implementation of policies to restrict their functionality, or complete disbandment. While SCP-5824-1 holds SCP-5824, the pages fill with text describing its actions. All text in SCP-5824 appears to be handwritten, with the handwriting remaining the same across all holders. Attempts to determine the origin of the handwriting are ongoing. No other method of writing in SCP-5824 produces any visible result. SCP-5824 is seemingly unable to run out of pages, generating new ones whenever it would become completely full. Despite this, SCP-5824’s size and mass never change. SCP-5824 has never directly caused death or permanent injury to an individual. Even in circumstances where such a consequence would be expected, such as being beaten to unconsciousness. If SCP-5824-2 dies, all effects placed on it will go away. The same goes if all members of SCP-5824-2 leave the organization, even if an identical organization is formed. SCP-5824-A is a probabilistic phenomenon that follows SCP-5824. Due to SCP-5824-A’s effects, some individual will touch SCP-5824 within 1-12 months of its last contact. All events caused by SCP-5824-A appear to be non-anomalous (e.g. locks failing or equipment breaking) but its existence is implied by the frequency of these events. + Testing Logs and Incident Reports - Testing Logs and Incident Reports Incident-5824-1 - 02/08/2010 Subject: Agent Forrest Procedure: At this time, SCP-5824-A was undiscovered. Agent Forrest was guarding SCP-5824 when a locking failure caused it to fall out during transport. Agent Forrest picked it up, becoming an instance of SCP-5824-1. In an interview afterwards he claimed to have “forgotten the danger” of such an action. Excerpt From SCP-5824: “Upon touching the leather-bound pages, the agent felt a calling. A calling long dormant within him. A calling to do the right thing. A calling for vengeance…” Results: SCP-5824-1 left its post immediately, attempts by nearby guards to restrain it proved unsuccessful. It went to the residence of SCP-5824-2, an individual later found to have kidnapped SCP-5824-1’s child three years prior. SCP-5824-1 initiated a conflict with SCP-5824-2, near the end of the conflict, SCP-5824-2 said “there’s something I need to tell you about your son. He’s…” before falling unconscious. Upon regaining consciousness SCP-5824-2 showed no memory of their statement during the conflict. Afterwards, SCP-5824-1 made SCP-5824-2 confess to the local police. Despite this confession clearly being under duress, it was held up in court and SCP-5824-2 is now serving a 20 year sentence in prison. Notes: After a thorough investigation, I believe we can safely assume that SCP-5824-2 was bluffing. I can’t answer why, but I suppose some people just like to cause drama. -Head Researcher Garcia Redundant testing logs cut for brevity SCP-5824-1 Termination Test - 05/11/2012 Subject: D-374103 Procedure: D-374103 was given SCP-5824, with armed personnel standing by to terminate them on contact. Excerpt From SCP-5824: “…He saw the guns facing him, in their barrels the Grim Reaper. He vowed this wouldn’t be the day he died. With a lunge he took out the first gunman, bullets flying by his head…” Results: SCP-5824-1 restrained all personnel firing upon it with steel cable left over from a previous, unrelated, test.4 SCP-5824-1 then issued the command “Stop shooting.” The restrained personnel afterward showed an anomalous property to make any firearm they attempted to use misfire. They are to be transferred to assignments where such weaponry is not required. SCP-5824-2 Candidacy Test 1 - 15/01/2013 Subject: Agent Wilson Procedure: Before Agent Wilson was given SCP-5824, she was given a baseline morality exam. The exam showed expected results (e.g. strong preferences against murder, theft, etc.) D-928461 was then identified to them as possessing multiple charges of homicide. Excerpt From SCP-5824: “Rachel saw the man in front of her. His crimes were heinous, yes. He had committed cruel acts. There was no way to forgive him for this. But she needed to focus on the true villains. The insidious masterminds behind this whole plot…” Results: SCP-5824-1 began to move towards the researchers, but they surrendered upon noticing this. SCP-5824-1 showed dissatisfaction at this, but stopped its pursuit. The researchers were forced to send out memos “publicly apologizing” to the site for “trapping Rachel with a murderer”. Notes: SCP-5824’s language is significantly different from what it writes during containment. Whether this is a good or bad sign is yet to be discovered. -Head Researcher Garcia SCP-5824-2 Candidacy Test 2 - 04/06/2013 Subject: D-739271 Procedure: Head Researcher Garcia authorized the use of external personnel for an attempt at containment. Freelance guards experienced in anomalies were brought in with the plan to reimburse them for damages caused by SCP-5824-1. They were given the directions to contain SCP-5824-1 “by any means necessary”. Excerpt From SCP-5824: “…Upon restraining her assailants, she realized that this wasn’t her fight. For these were no ordinary mercenaries. They were the Halifax brothers, a pair of notorious arms dealers. They were wanted far and wide for their despicable transgressions. She began to think back to tales she heard of these people. (sizable portion cut for brevity) It all added up to one thing. These people didn’t belong to her. They belonged to the cops…” Results: The freelance guards were convicted on multiple counts of arms trafficking. However, no other details written about them in SCP-5824 were accurate. In prison, the freelancers began to try to use anomalous means to escape. In order to avoid public knowledge of these techniques, the Foundation has begun attempting to transfer them to a prison experienced in containing anomalies. However, no attempts to move them from their prison have succeeded. This includes both the Foundation’s attempts and the freelancer’s attempts. Notes: I’m not seeing any of these long tangents when SCP-5824 is being contained. There’s a problem here, but I don’t know if it’s in the tests or the containment. -Head Researcher Garcia SCP-5824 Weaponization Test - 06/05/2017 Subject: Agent Grey Procedure: Extensive research was done in order to locate an appropriate target. Two criteria were used. First, no negative consequences were predicted from their disappearance. Second, they would attempt to kill SCP-5824-1 on sight. The target chosen was an organized crime group known as “The New Kids.” They are very hostile to any person entering their “territory,” particularly Foundation Agents. They have also acquired multiple anomalous weapons, which were to be retrieved after the test. Agent Grey was taken near this organization’s headquarters, given SCP-5824, and told to reveal himself to them. Excerpt From SCP-5824: “Rage is not an emotion Adam was used to. He knew kindness, with all the joy it caused. He knew sorrow, with the way it sapped his will. But he felt neither of these. In this moment he was defiant, he wasn’t going to sit down and let others live his life for him. He felt rage…” Results: SCP-5824-1 did not follow Foundation directions. Instead of revealing itself to the group of interest, it ran back to Site-25. Site-25 was informed ahead of time by the researchers nearby SCP-5824-1. Therefore, when it arrived, Director Brown immediately announced a surrender. SCP-5824-1 did not acknowledge the statement. Instead, it went to the nearest containment cells and opened them.5 This caused the nearby guards to fire upon it, consistently missing. SCP-5824-1 ignored the guards and continued to open cell doors. As an evacuation of Site-25 was ordered, SCP-5824-1 announced to the Director Brown, “Now, you can surrender.” SCP-5824-1 ordered the director to “disband” Site-25. All attempts to rebuild a site within one kilometer of Site-25 have been met with complete failure due to incidents such as technical failures or structural collapses. Attempts to recapture SCPs that escaped during this breach are ongoing. SCP-5824’s containment has been moved to Site-32. + Interview-5824-1 - Interview-5824-1 Interviewed: Agent Grey Interviewer: Head Researcher Garcia Foreword: After causing the collapse of Site-25, Agent Grey was taken into custody. This interview was done to conclude whether or not he could be held accountable for the actions he performed under the influence of SCP-5824. <Begin Log> Researcher Garcia: Please state your name and occupation for the record. Agent Grey: I am Adam Grey, a second level agent for the Foundation. But you should already know that. Researcher Garcia: Yes, I’ve done my research on you, but you know how the procedure is. What’s interesting is that, while looking, I didn’t find any disciplinary records. I’m struggling to understand why you would choose to attack the Foundation. Agent Grey: I wouldn’t exactly say it was my choice. I did touch an SCP known to influence people’s minds after all. Researcher Garcia: Oh don’t give me that. I promise you I know this SCP better than you do. No other subject has hurt someone they didn’t want hurt, broken something they didn’t want broken, done anything they don’t, deep down, want to do. Agent Grey: Well I don’t know what to tell you. I didn’t want to hurt anyone. Researcher Garcia: Well then, let’s take this one step at a time. What did you feel when you first touched SCP-5824? Agent Grey: The book felt cold. At least, it made me feel cold. And, I guess, hungry? Researcher Garcia: You felt hungry? Agent Grey: Well, not exactly. Maybe lonely is a better term. You know how kids act up? The way they look for attention? It was something like that. Researcher Garcia: Interesting. That’s quite the outlier compared to what the other subjects have reported. Agent Grey: What did they report? Researcher Garcia: They distinctly said that there was a calming warmth. A feeling of satisfaction. Agent Grey: I know what they’re talking about. I got a similar feeling. It was like destiny. Do you believe in destiny? Researcher Garcia: Not particularly, no. Agent Grey: Well I didn’t before then either. But now I feel there’s some things that just, have to happen, you know? Researcher Garcia: A breach of some of the most dangerous beings on the planet “had to happen?” Agent Grey: I know it sounds bad, and I certainly regret doing it. But at the same time, it felt satisfying. Researcher Garcia: Go on. Agent Grey: Well, maybe I didn’t feel like a hero, but I felt like the main character. I liked having the spotlight on me. I needed to have the spotlight on me. Researcher Garcia: Have you ever felt this feeling before? Agent Grey: Yes, actually. When I first joined the Foundation. I was told this place was the last line of defense against some cosmic threat. I had very high hopes. Researcher Garcia: So, you feel disappointed? Agent Grey: Possibly. Every so often I feel I could be doing something more. But that’s normal. I don’t think about it much. Researcher Garcia: What were you thinking during the test? Agent Grey: I guess I felt kind of upset. It was nothing major, I just got to work late and my superior was mad at me. And I was stressed because I had a lot of work to do. I was just having a bad day, you know? Researcher Garcia: And yet, you continued with the test, even when you were informed that your emotional state could affect the SCP? Agent Grey: Like I said, it was minor. I didn’t think anything would happen. Researcher Garcia: Good to know. I believe we have all the information we need. Thank you. <End Log> Closing Statement: Despite pressure from Head Researcher Garcia, Agent Grey has not been found guilty of any offenses on the account that he was under anomalous influence. Head Researcher Garcia’s appeal request has been denied. Access SCiPNET Email? One (1) new message! Re:SCP-5824 To: Head Researcher Garcia From: Director Brown Subject: SCP-5824 I cannot be the only one who has noticed a pattern in SCP-5824’s tests. The consequences have been getting much stricter. I would like to propose a cause for this pattern. It is clear that SCP-5824 is attempting to produce a traditional story. In essence, a “hero” fights a “villain”. I would like to propose more than that. This book appears to have a reliance on these stories. Perhaps feeding on them. Whatever the reason, there seems to be a correlation between the intensity of the consequences and the duration of the SCP-5824-1 instance. The current containment procedures are quite short and uneventful. From a personal perspective, the writing in SCP-5824 becomes very boring when it’s contained. I find it likely that these containment procedures are causing the extreme effects. As such, I would like to propose a change to the containment procedures. Give SCP-5824-1 more freedom. If it can choose its own “story” to some extent, it will likely satiate SCP-5824. I understand the risk involved in this. But if this thing makes a hero, we can’t afford to let ourselves become a villain. To: Director Brown From: Head Researcher Garcia Subject: Re:SCP-5824 Your proposal has been rejected. Amanda, I get it. You came face to face with the largest containment breach I’ve heard of. It’s the kind of experience I shiver to think about. But your proposal is based on pure speculation. Our containment works. Yes, some flaws with SCP-5824-1 spiraled out of control, but changing the containment will only add unnecessary risks. To: Head Researcher Garcia From: Director Brown Subject: Re:SCP-5824 When this thing escapes, I don’t want to be there to see it. I just want you to know that it’ll be on your watch, not mine. Footnotes 1. An external sector approximately one kilometer from Site-32. 2. Do not hesitate to make an unconditional surrender. This is no time for pride. -Head Researcher Garcia 3. Victory conditions include, but are not limited to, restraining SCP-5824-2, accepting a surrender from SCP-5824-2, and performing either of these actions to a member of SCP-5824-2 with sufficient authority. 4. This cable was supposed to have been removed from the testing chamber. Whether this is the doing of SCP-5824 or simple negligence is unclear. 5. The doors appeared to be unlocked. An investigation into the cause of this is ongoing. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5824" by Fireknight, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5824. 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: 1 Author: Fireknight License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki |
SCP-5825 | neutralized | POWER ON Connecting to SCiPnet . . . !ERROR: Could not connect! Trying again . . !ERROR: Could not connect! Trying again . > cancel Query not recognized. Type “help” for list of commands. > abort Connection canceled Use in offline mode? > y !WARNING! Changes made in offline mode are subject to investigation by RAISA, the Ethics Committee, and the O5 Council. Any changes found to be out of line with the Foundation’s research methods, ethos, or mission statement are subject to review. Content created in offline mode found to be inappropriate will result in IMMEDIATE TERMINATION. Are you sure you wish to continue? > y Offline mode initiated. Offline mode features inactive until identification process is complete > IDENTIFY Molly-S-324 Wond3ring@sIWan3r . . Does the black moon howl? > Only in a wyrm’s shadow !INCORRECT! > Only in a wyvern’s shadow !INCORRECT! > Only in the shadow of a wyvern IDENTIFIED for Molly Śląski Welcome to SCiP Comp Offline Mode What would you like to do? 1. Access archived documents 2. Create new document 3. Edit existing document 4. Access online mode 5. Log current session 6. View previous logs 7. More options > Edit existing document Query not recognized. Type “help” for list of commands. > 3 Query not recognized. Type “help” for list of commands. > 3. Edit existing document Query not recognized. Type “help” for list of commands. > help To cancel an operation, type “abort” To identify yourself, type “IDENTIFY [Logon-ID] [Password] To answer Yes/No questions, type “y” for YES and “n” for NO To choose from a numbered list, type “ch [number]” To see more commands, type “more” > ch 3 Which document would you like to edit? 1. SCP-5825 2. Report for Dr. Hargreeves 3. Experiment results for test 5867-A > ch 1 Opening document . . . Item #: SCP-5825 Special Containment Procedures: As normalcy has been completely redefined by occurrences documented in earlier iterations of this article, the need to protect it has faded away. There is no need for SCP-5825 anymore. Description: SCP-5825 is the SCP Foundation. Well, not really. But for all intents and purposes, it is. I started this document years ago. Decades ago, maybe even centuries. It might've even been when we were still around. I was very much in denial about what I was, what had happened, all of it. I was trying to find the solution to it. But I'm not sure the solution exists. Even if it does, it doesn't really matter. This document was an event, and a phenomenon, myself for a time I think. I'm not even sure what it was originally anymore. It no longer makes sense to document this. The more I think about it, the more I wonder if it ever truly made sense. Most of what I wrote happened after, and I think I was just trying to keep some sense of normalcy. But I don't need that anymore. The Foundation is gone. It's been gone for a very long time. We had a good run, didn’t we? We did good work, we saved lives, helped people, kept the peace. But we don't need to do that anymore. Honestly, there's not really even a "we" anymore. There are others out there who remember, I'm sure of it, but they don't uphold these values anymore. And frankly, neither do I. I haven't for a long time. I honestly don't know why I came back. Nostalgia, I guess. Back to the place where it all started. The new world. The new understanding of myself. The shift. I guess I wanted to see the ocean as that big, mysterious beast I once knew it as, feel the sea mist on my face, and remember what I was like before. I miss who I was before. But I'm happy for who I am now. I hear the waves crashing on the shore even as I type this, old yet new. And I am at peace. I want to revisit the woman I was before, knowing what I know now, and see the world as she used to see it, just for a moment. Remember how far I've come. And when I'm done, I'm going to sit on the shore and rest. I'm tired of tragedy. I just want to watch the waves go in and out. > Save Changes saved to SCP-5825 What would you like to do? 1. Access archived documents 2. Create new document 3. Edit existing document 4. Access online mode 5. Log current session 6. View previous logs 7. More options > ch 6 There are 4 logs available. Which would you like to see? (1=oldest log, 4=most recent log) > 4 Query not recognized. Type “help” for list of commands. > ch 4 Opening log 4... UnHuman Hub | Ship to Wreck ➢ ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5825" by Oboebandgeek99, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5825. 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-5826 | safe | #page-content .collapsible-block { position: relative; padding: 0.5em; margin: 0.5em; box-shadow: 2px 1.5px 1px rgba(176,16,0,0.7), 0 0 0px 1px lightgrey; overflow-wrap: break-word; } .collapsible-block-unfolded{ color: black; overflow-wrap: break-word; } .collapsible-block-unfolded-link { text-align:center; } .collapsible-block-folded { text-align: center; color: dimgrey; } .collapsible-block-link { font-weight: bold; color: dimgrey; text-align: center; } .addendumbox { padding: .01em 16px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-top: 16px; padding-bottom: 1em; box-shadow:0 2px 5px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.16),0 2px 10px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.12); } .material-box { padding: .01em 16px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-top: 16px; padding-bottom: 1em; border: 1px lightgrey solid; box-shadow: 1px 2px 2px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.16); } .material-box blockquote { border: 1px double #999; } .wiki-content-table { width: 100%; } .addendumbox blockquote { border: 1px double #999; } .addendumtitle { opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: 10px; color: #b01; } .maintitle { margin-bottom: 10px; color: black; } .scp-header { text-align: center; font-size:x-large; color:#b01; } .addenda-header { width: 100%; border-bottom: 2px black solid; color: black; } .scp-info { display:flex; justify-content:space-between; font-size:large; } .scp-info-box { display:flex; justify-content:space-between; } .object-info { color:black; align-self: flex-end; font-size: large; } .title-style { opacity: 0.8; margin-bottom: 10px; color: #b01; font-size: large; text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; } .update-div-empty { text-align: right; font-size: x-small; color: lightgrey; } .update-div { text-align: right; font-size: x-small; } .computed { border: 1px black solid; width: 50%; display: inline-block; text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .computed:before { content:"Computed Code"; font-weight: bold; border-bottom: solid 1px black; width: 100%; } .rawcode { border: black solid 1px; width: 50%; display: inline-block; text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .rawcode:before{ content:"Raw Code"; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; border-bottom: solid 1px black; width: 100%; } .codebox { display: inline-block; width: 100%; text-align: center; } .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a em, .yui-navset .yui-nav a em{ padding: 0.25em .75em; top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; } .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a { background: gray; } .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected { margin: 0px; } .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a, .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:focus, .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a:hover, .yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a { background: gray; } .yui-navset .yui-nav a:hover, .yui-navset .yui-nav a:focus { background: gainsboro; text-decoration: none; } .yui-navset .yui-nav a, .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav a { background-color: none; background-image: none; } .yui-navset .yui-nav a { background: none; } .yui-navset .yui-nav li{ margin: 0px; } #page-content .licensebox .collapsible-block { position: unset; padding: unset; margin: unset; box-shadow: unset; } .licensebox .collapsible-block-unfolded{ color: inherit; } .licensebox .collapsible-block-unfolded-link { text-align: left; } .licensebox .collapsible-block-folded { text-align: left; color: inherit; } .licensebox .collapsible-block-link { color: inherit; text-align: left; } Cremo You can check out more of my works here: cremo Item#: 5826 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5826 is to be contained in a standard anomalous object locker at Site-228. Description: SCP-5826 is a slightly damaged Newtsuit (a type of atmospheric diving suit), yellow in coloration. Upon physical interaction with liquid substances, SCP-5826 will become intangible, but only towards the liquid substances. Subjects wearing SCP-5826 were noted to experience mild discomfort, foul odors, muffled vocalizations of unknown source, acrophobia1 and temporary blindness that can last for 40 seconds. ● Experiment log ● ○ Close ○ Number: 01 Subject: 2 liters of water Result: The water passed through SCP-5826 immediately. Number: 03 Subject: 1 ice cube Result: The ice cube remained on the surface of SCP-5826 while the liquid melting from the ice cube went through it. Number: 06 Subject: 2 liters of milk Result: Similar to Test 01, except the liquid passing through SCP-5826 was 0.5 seconds slower this time, presumed because of the milk's higher density. Number: 09 Subject: 14 kilograms of molten iron Result: The process was significantly slower than during the previous tests, lasting at least twenty seconds. Number: 13 Subject: 2 liters of water containing various microorganisms, provided by Site-228's biological research labs. Result: Microorganisms larger than 10 micrometers have remained on the surface of SCP-5826 while the others passed through with the water. Number: 22 Subject: 1 swimming pool (2 meters deep) filled with water Additional note: SCP-5826 was equipped with a safety harness to prevent further damages. Result: SCP-5826 submerged immediately and almost hit the bottom of the pool. ○ Close ○ Discovery: SCP-5826 was discovered in 2017 at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. The skeletal remains of an unidentified male human were discovered inside SCP-5826. The cause of death was falling from upwards of 100 meters. Footnotes 1. 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SCP-5827 | euclid | Item #: SCP-5827 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5827 is to be contained within a humanoid containment cell at Site-39. The cell is to be lined with 20 cm of concrete with the density enhanced by the inclusion of minimum 33% lead pellets by volume. Present research does not predict the type or rate of SCP-5827's radiation emission; therefore, personnel must follow Class 3-Omicron radioactive source safety procedures when in the vicinity of the cell. Solid or liquid material removed from the cell is to be treated with precautions appropriate to medium-level radioactive waste. SCP-5827 is to be provided with reading material from the Site-39 library on request, with the mass not to exceed 10 kg or more than 4 books per month. Higher masses may be authorized by the supervising researcher in consultation with Site Psychiatry. SCP-5827 is not to be provided with any additional electronic devices.1 A Self Portrait of SCP-5827 Description: SCP-5827 is a solid, condensed nebula with the physical appearance of a 12-year-old human female; it is 138 cm tall and weighs 29.4 kg. SCP-5827's body is composed of a translucent gray matter which illuminates its immediate surroundings. Despite being visible to the human eye, SCP-5827 is unable to appear in photography. SCP-5827’s secondary property is the ability to move and create stars outside of Earth's solar system. This causes SCP-5827 to produce outbursts of up to 3⋅1022 neutrons within one second. During an outburst, radiation constantly discharges out of SCP-5827's body at a rate of 3⋅1019 neutrons per second on average. SCP-5827’s neutron bursts often spike if SCP-5827 reads more than its allotted amount due to the creative nature of SCP-5827. The earliest documents related to SCP-5827 date back to the 4th century BC. In these documents, SCP-5827 is depicted as a young child possessing the same properties it does currently. Historical records indicate SCP-5827 was known as "Nebula.” Addendum 5827-1: Foreword: The following is not a formal Interview with SCP-5827. Junior Researcher Kassidy Kara started a conversation with SCP-5827 on January 27th after complaints from SCP-5827 about recurring pain. <Begin Log> SCP-5827: Do you want to see the books I got? Dr. Kara: Sure! What type of books have you been reading recently? SCP-5827: I read a few journals… They’re nice because they talk about the world and the writer's life. Dr. Kara: Yeah, journals are very fun to read. Did you know that I keep a journal? SCP-5827: Really? Is it fun to write? (It sits up, cocking its head to its right.) Dr. Kara: (They giggle.) You could say that. What other types of books do you like to read? SCP-5827: I read some of the science ones, but a few of the words are too hard. Dr. Kara: Yeah, I had that issue too when I was first starting out. SCP-5827: How did you get past it? Dr. Kara: I had some people to help me, and I practiced a lot. SCP-5827: (It gasps.) Could you help me soon? Dr. Kara: (Nods.) Of course. SCP-5827: Um… Can I talk to you about something, Dr. Kara? (It pauses, taking a second to see a reaction.) Sometimes, my head starts to hurt and I feel like… I need to move the stars. Dr. Kara: What do you mean? SCP-5827: My head feels like it's gonna explode when I do. It never used to do this when I was free. Dr. Kara: Oh… What did you do when you were free? SCP-5827: I would create things. Stars, they are always very pretty. I loved looking at them. So I created more. Those stars create planets and other really pretty things. Dr. Kara: So you would make things that were pretty? SCP-5827: Yeah! It's like, uh, creating things. Like writing or drawing, it's fun. But, sometimes they beg me to see them again. Dr. Kara: That’s cool, I enjoy looking at the stars too. SCP-5827: I just need to help them… My body hurts when I try. Dr. Kara: I know. I’ll try to work something out for you, is that alright Nebula? SCP-5827: (It nods, smiling at Dr. Kara.) Thank you! <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-5827 continues to express pain when its radiation is present. Currently there is no plan to research the effects of SCP-5827 on the outside world despite previous proposals. Star Journal-1: Jan, 29th, Nebula Dear Journal, Doctor Kara is a kind person. Although, they can’t stop feeling like they're talking to a ten-year-old. They’ve read my file and know that I’m over 800,000, but it still feels weird. It’s very understandable, since I’m very very young even for a star. They’re always super kind when they hang out with me. They even got me this journal! Unfortunately, they go somewhere else after April, some sort of Junior Researcher rotation or something. I dislike it because they’ve been so nice. But I worry about them… Doctor Kara is stressing out about a lot. They have a girlfriend who's going through a rough time with the Foundation. I hope they work it out. It would suck to have that type of thing happen. I recently asked them about it, and they acted surprised and asked me how I knew. We were both surprised, since I didn't know how I knew that. I just did? Anyway, it's kind of lonely in containment. I miss the stars, I don’t even get to see them anymore. They pull me to them, but every time I try to play with them or give them more friends my room gets all hot and my body feels like it's being torn apart. It's not fun. Lights out! Night night journal, sleep good. Addendum 5827-2: Foreword: Follow-up on SCP-5827's complaints that pain has gotten worse in the last month from. <Begin Log> Dr. Kara: Nebula, can I ask you a few questions? SCP-5827: Hi Dr. Kara! Dr. Kara: (They pull out a laminated pain chart.) What number would you say is the pain you feel right now? SCP-5827: (It puts its left hand to its cheek.) Uhh, a three. Dr. Kara: Alright, that's bearable. (They frown and look at their notes.) So when you try to move the stars and can’t, what number is it then? SCP-5827: 10. It hurts. (It shakes its head looking down, tears welling in its eyes.) Dr. Kara: Hmm, where does it hurt? SCP-5827: Everywhere, but my head hurts the worst. Dr. Kara: Alright, how often does this happen? SCP-5827: A lot. The stars need me… (Its nose starts dripping glowing blood. It notices and starts wailing) Dr. Kara: Oh! Ok, ok. Let's get you cleaned up. It's going to be ok. (They stand up to help SCP-5827.) SCP-5827: Ok… (It stands up as it starts crying.) <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-5827 continues to express extreme pain while experiencing its properties. SCP-5827 has not been observed to bleed before; this bleeding has continued from its nose, mouth, ears, eyes, and palms. Site psychiatry and medical staff have been investigating possible solutions. Star Journal-2: Date: March, 17th, Nebula Dear Journal, I’m so tired… It's really hot in my room, but I haven’t been trying to make stars. I haven't seen many people around recently. The stars need me. They need something… I started bleeding again… I have to go clean up. Ok. I’m back. Things have been stupid. I don’t like reading anymore… I can’t focus on anything but my body breaking. The stars want me back. I’m not doing my job. I always thought I was going to go to the beach or Japan or some pretty place. I think they want me back. I miss them so much, but I can’t get to them. Time feels like it's stopped, this isn’t fun anymore. I really want out. They still don’t know how to help me, but they think this is something that just happens. I can’t read anymore. I’m sorry Journal, I can’t stay up much longer. I’m very sorry. Star Journal-3: Date: March, 24th, Nebula Dear Journal, They started to allow me nightly visits to the courtyard. I’m very tired still, but I can see the stars again! They missed me so much they came down to me!!! I played with them, and started working on some new friends for them! Anyway, that granted me a sketch book and a mirror so I’ve been working on!!! THIS: I draw things now. It also turns out that I’m turning red now! I didn’t think this was going to happen for at least 20,000 years! I’m turning red early! This is super cool! I’m also a bit taller than how I remembered myself. My eyes are still grey, but that's gonna change soon. I’ve stopped bleeding so that's good, I also don’t hurt as bad. Gaaaaaaaahhhh! I’m super excited that I’m turning red! It means that I’m turning into an adult! Dr. Kara’s been promoted and stopped being a junior researcher for me. That's sad, but they’re much happier now! I loved them, I hope they don’t forget me! ♡ I miss them. Anyway, I’m gonna go to sleep. Night Journal!! Footnotes 1. Radiation pulses from SCP-5827 have rendered all provided tablets, e-readers, laptops, etc. inoperable within a median time span of 4 hours. |
SCP-5828 | keter | NOTICE TO ALL RESEARCHERS: The following SCP article deals with issues involving emotional abuse. If you are sensitive to that topic, please speak to me about assignment to a different SCP. The Foundation cares about its researchers and their mental wellbeing, so please proceed being fully aware of this SCP's contents. Thank you, and stay safe! -Dr. Amy Hopewell Item#: SCP-5828 Level3 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: danger link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Due to the random nature of SCP-5828-B manifestations, full containment is not currently possible. All public sightings of SCP-5828-B are to be dismissed as fraudulent urban legends. An exclusionary perimeter has been established around SCP-5828-A. Civilians are barred from entering this area under the cover of an ongoing biological survey. At least one agent of MTF Mu-13 ("Ghostbusters") is to remain stationed by SCP-5828-A at all times. All manifestations of SCP-5828-B are to be immediately reported to Site Directors Caraway and Darry, and monitored for unusual activity until they reach SCP-5828-A. Should SCP-5828-B's area of anomalous effect extend further than 3km2, all agents assigned to SCP-5828 are to perform emergency evacuations in all cities bordering the Great Dismal Swamp under the cover story of an out of control wildfire. Should SCP-5828-B not demanifest before the area of anomalous effect reaches Portsmouth, Virginia, agents are authorized to use Class A Spectral Stabilization devices to attempt to force SCP-5828-B to demanifest. Description: SCP-5828-A is an entity resembling the corpse of Jeremy Gorman, a former citizen of Suffolk, Virginia. Further Foundation investigations have revealed that the actual corpse of Jeremy Gorman is buried in Suffolk's Cedar Hill Cemetery, and has been buried there since May 19th, 20██. SCP-5828-A currently hangs from a scarf slung over the branch of a dead tree located in the Great Dismal Swamp of Virginia. The scarf is not tied to the tree. The body is instead supported by an unseen weight hanging from a noose knot tied with the scarf on the other side of the branch. All attempts to identify where this weight originates from have failed, as have attempts to remove the body from the tree. SCP-5828-B refers to the manifestation of an incorporeal humanoid anomaly, identical to Marianne Edenberg, former citizen of Suffolk, Virginia. SCP-5828-B manifests at seemingly random intervals in random locations within Suffolk, Virginia. Regardless of where it manifests, SCP-5828-B will invariably make its way towards SCP-5828-A. Upon reaching SCP-5828-A, SCP-5828-B begins to verbally berate and scream at SCP-5828-A. While the entity engages with SCP-5828-A, oxygen is removed from the area surrounding SCP-5828-A in a sphere that expands at a rate of 16m3 a minute, creating a sensation of suffocation in all living creatures trapped in the area of anomalous effect. On average, SCP-5828-B demanifests after approximately 30 minutes. The longest manifestation currently recorded was ██████, requiring evacuation of the surrounding area as an emergency precaution. Currently it is unknown what the maximum potential radius of SCP-5828-B's area of effect is. Addendum 5828.1: Local News Report Foundation investigations following the discovery of SCP-5828 revealed the appearances of SCP-5828-A and -B to be identical to Jeremy Gorman and Marianne Edenberg of Suffolk, Virginia. Upon discovery of this connection, Foundation agents in the area obtained permission to exhume both bodies. While Gorman's corpse was successfully exhumed and investigated, Marianne Edenberg's corpse was revealed to have never been discovered. It is believed that both individuals died in a double suicide within the Great Dismal Swamp. A local newspaper article covering this incident, published on May 13th, 20██, has been transcribed below. Local Resident Found Dead in Dismal Swamp By █████████ | May 13th, 20██ For the past four weeks Suffolk City Police have been searching for Jeremy Gorman, who went missing on April 15th. Police say that the investigation has finally come to a close, with Mr. Gorman's body being found in the Great Dismal Swamp. Authorities currently rule the cause of death as suicide. Mr. Gorman had last been seen leaving town by Mrs. Natasha Edenberg, mother of his girlfriend Marianne Edenberg. At the time of writing, Marianne's body has yet to be found. Mrs. Edenberg continues to cooperate with authorities in their ongoing investigations. Mr. Gorman was a well-known local sports star, having graduated from ███████ High School in 20██. He is remembered for his athletic talent and service to the community, having started a local group dedicated to performing simple home repairs for Suffolk's elderly community. A vigil for Mr. Gorman is planned for this Wednesday at 8pm at ███████ Church, followed by a funeral service at the same location at 11am Sunday. Following the publication of this article, rumors regarding an "angry ghost" manifesting in front of ███████ High School and walking through the city began to spread through Suffolk. Addendum 5828.2: Interview with Jeremy Gorman's Mother Once a clear connection had been made between SCP-5828-A and Jeremy Gorman, Foundation agents were able to track down the Gorman family for further information relating to the subject's suicide. The following is an interview conducted with Mrs. Elaine Gorman. Interviewed: Mrs. Elaine Gorman Interviewer: Agent Basil Sias1 Foreword: The following interview was conducted with the intent of gathering further information relating to the suicide of Jeremy Gorman and his relation to Marianne Edenberg. <Begin Log> Agent Sias: Thank you for your time, Mrs. Gorman. I promise we'll make this as quick as possible. I just have a few questions relating to your son, Jeremy. I know that this is a difficult subject to discuss, but- Mrs. Gorman: Anything that helps with the investigation. I just…I just don't understand why this all happened. I can't promise that I'll be all that helpful but I'll do what I can. Agent Sias: Whatever information you can give us is more than enough, Mrs. Gorman. Thank you for giving us your time. What can you tell me about your son? Mrs. Gorman: He was…a bright boy. So smart and energetic. Once he started walking he was all over the place! And he had such a caring heart. Did you hear about the charity group he started? It wasn’t anything big, but it was this fundraising effort to support the SPCA. He was always doing things like that, helping people that is. Never had many girl friends or…girlfriends, not until Marianne that is. Agent Sias: Really? Were the two close, then? Mrs. Gorman: They were…oh I'm not sure how to describe what they were. He was head over heels for her. He was always asking things like what he could do to impress her, or show her how much he loved her. I don't know exactly what she thought of him, honestly. Every time I met her she was so…aloof. Cold? I’m not really sure how to describe it. Agent Sias: Could you expand on that a bit? Mrs. Gorman: She was kind enough, but she always struck me as distant. Jeremy thought she was amazing and wonderful, so I always held my tongue when he asked me what I thought of her. I didn't like that girl at all, now that I think about it some. Agent Sias: Gotcha. Now, would you be willing to tell me a bit about the night he vanished? Mrs. Gorman tenses up and inhales sharply Agent Sias: I understand that this is hard, Mrs. Gorman, but if you could- Mrs. Gorman: I'm sorry. It's just…difficult to think about that night. Agent Sias: I understand. Again, anything you can share is helpful. We just want to understand what happened. Mrs. Gorman: Yes…yes. That night, that night he was actually going to propose to Marianne. He had spent two months learning how to knit a scarf for her to propose with- she loved scarves, he said. It would be better than a ring, more heartfelt. He had actually made the thing much too long by mistake, but he was so proud of it. He just knew that she'd love it. There was a hiking trail that she loved along the edge of the swamp he was going to take her to. It was about…oh I think it was around five or so in the evening when he left. That was it, I never saw him again. Agent Sias: Thank you for sharing. Again, I know it’s hard to go through all that, but anything helps. I only have one more question for you. Did anything seem off about him that night? Mrs. Gorman pauses for a moment. Mrs. Gorman: No, nothing. He was so happy, that was it. I don't understand why…why he went and did that. Why they both did. Agent Sias: It's ok, Mrs. Gorman. Thank you for your time. You've been a great help to the investigation. <End Log> Closing Statement: Shortly after this interview was conducted, SCP-5828-B manifested outside of Elaine Gorman's home and moved towards SCP-5828-A. The manifestation lasted for two hours. All vocalizations made by SCP-5828-B were recorded as being a mixture of screaming and choking sounds. Addendum 5828.3: Interview with Marianne Edenberg's Mother Interviewed: Mrs. Natasha Edenberg Interviewer: Agent Basil Sias Foreword: This interview was conducted with the intention of gathering more information on Marianne Edenberg. Foundation agent Basil Sias was able to get in contact with her mother Natasha Edenberg and conduct the following interview in her home. <Begin Log> Agent Sias: Thank you for your time, Mrs. Edenberg. I just want to ask you a few questions about your daughter Marianne, if that’s alright. I know all of this is hard, but anything helps our investigation. Mrs. Edenberg: Of course, anything to help find my Marianne. Agent Sias: Of course. What can you tell me about your daughter? Mrs. Edenberg: My Marianne was such a ray of sunshine you know? She had the brightest smile, that's the thing I will never forget about her. When her father died, she didn't cry once. She just smiled at me and said "Mommy, I'll be strong so you don't have to". And she was, God bless she was. She basically raised her little sister. She was a mother to her when I couldn't be. Agent Sais: Do you remember when she first met Jeremy Gorman? Mrs. Edenberg: She was…oh I'd say around nine or so? It was a meet-cute, honestly. Like something from a cheesy romantic comedy. We had taken her to a local rec club football game her sister was cheerleading at. Jeremy was playing that day as a kicker, and he kicked the ball right into the stands! Poor Marianne nearly took that ball to the face, but she caught it. She ran it down to the field and the two started talking. They were so distracted the ref basically had to drag that boy back into the game! Agent Sias: That’s a wonderful memory. So it sounds like they had a romantic relationship right from the start then? Mrs. Edenberg: I want to say yes but…that doesn't feel entirely correct. He certainly asked her out a few times but she always turned him down because she was “too busy”. They were certainly very good friends if nothing else. I think towards the end…towards the end they were romantic, yes. Marianne took her time finally admitting she liked him, I think. Agent Sias: Gotcha, gotcha. Thank you for your time so far, Mrs. Edenberg, I just have one more question for you. Again, I know this is hard to reflect on, so any information you have for me is enough. What do you remember about the night Marianne went missing? Mrs. Edenberg: Jeremy came to our house around…5pm, I think it was. He said he had a surprise for Marianne and wanted to take her to that hiking trail she loved. When she saw him at the door she made a face, but the two headed off right after. She didn't seem like she was in the best spirits that night, honestly. I didn't think it was bad enough to…do…that, but maybe…. A frustrated sigh can be heard from the staircase Mrs. Edenberg: Oh, my apologies Detective. That would be Marianne's sister. Mrs. Edenberg turns and shouts towards the stairs. Mrs. Edenberg: Jessie go back to your room! I told you I was busy with the police! A voice is heard from the stairs. Jessica Edenberg: Well then tell the police it’s a crock of bullshit! My sister would never kill herself. Mrs. Edenberg: Jessica, you know as much as- Jessica Edenberg: No, no! Don't you dare cut me off! I knew Marianne. I knew her better than you ever did. Detective…whatever your name is, if you want to talk to someone who actually knew Marianne, talk to me. If you care at all about this whole mess I'll tell you. Jessica Edenberg stomps back up the stairs. Mrs. Edenberg: I'm really sorry about that, I didn't think she would interrupt like that. Agent Sias: No, not a problem Mrs. Edenberg. Thank you for your time. Take care, ok? <End Log> Closing Statement: At the recommendation of Agent Sias, Jessica Edenberg will be contacted in order to conduct a private interview. Following the interview with Mrs. Natasha Edenberg, SCP-5828-B manifested at the █████ Rec Club football field and proceeded towards SCP-5828-A. This manifestation lasted for one hour. SCP-5828-B is recorded repeating the phrase "Leave me alone" throughout the entire duration of its manifestation. Addendum 5828.4: Interview with Jessica Edenberg, sister to Marianne Edenberg Interviewed: Jessica Edenberg Interviewer: Agent Basil Sias Foreword: Following the interview with Mrs. Natasha Edenberg, Jessica Edenberg was contacted and interviewed in a private location. The goal of this interview was to gain her account of her sister, Marianne Edenberg, and address any potential contradicting testimony received in prior interviews. <Begin Log> Agent Sias: Thank you for your time, Ms. Edenberg. Based on what you told me prior there are some errors in the interview we had with your mother, correct? Jessica Edenberg: Jessica is fine, and yeah there are. Agent Sias: We want to make sure that all the information we have about your sister is correct. What can you tell me about her? Jessica Edenberg: There's only two things that mom got right. One, my sister was one of the happiest people you could ever know, and two, she basically raised me. I know her better than anyone else, and I know what she was going through with that guy. I meant it when I said she would never kill herself. She told me literally everything, and not once did she even imply a little that she was suicidal, she- Agent Sias: Apologies for cutting you off, but I would like you to elaborate on something. What did you mean by "what she was going through with that guy?" Are you referring to- Jessica Edenberg: Jeremy, yeah. That asshole. Everyone thinks he was so great just because he was some sports star or some shit. He was a two faced asshole is what he was. You know why everyone thinks he and Mary were a couple? Because he made everyone think he and Mary were a couple. Agent Sias: How so? Jessica Edenberg: Mary was too nice for her own good. Every time he gave her some gift, sent her a text, or basically forced himself into her life she just sat there and smiled. She didn't want to be rude, she'd say. She’d always say he was a friend who just doesn't get it. The longer things went, though? The more aggressive he'd get. It went from "haha we'd make a great couple" to "go out with me or I'll kill myself". Mary just took it all with a smile. She never told him no, but she'd never say yes either. I remember, though, about a week before she vanished she told me that she regretted it all, being so nice to him all the time. She was scared of being seen as a bitch, but she just wanted to scream at him to get lost and get out of her life. Agent Sias: Do you know why she went out with him the night she vanished? Jessica Edenberg: …I don't, no. I told her before she left that she shouldn't and that she should just ghost him. I think she really wanted to honestly, but she went anyway. I…went out after her, actually. Agent Sias: Really? Why was that? Jessica Edenberg: She had left her phone behind. I didn't want her to be out in the woods at night alone with that creep. I looked for her for hours, but… Jessica Edenberg is silent for several moments. Agent Sias: Ms. Edenberg? Jessica Edenberg: I'm sorry, it's just…I never told anyone. I should have, but I didn't. I…found the body, detective. I found Jeremy's body hanging from that tree. I was so scared, so…sick that I didn't know what to do. And then I heard something. It sounded like Mary but it was so…angry. It was this horrible shouting and the next thing I knew it was like I was being suffocated, like something was wrapping around my neck. I got out of there and got back home. I never told anyone until now. Agent Sias: Why not? Jessica Edenberg: I… was scared, mostly. Scared of what I saw. But I think…I think another part of me just wanted to leave him to rot there. I wanted him to suffer for what he put Mary through. Whatever I saw then felt like something I needed to let happen, you know? Agent Sias: I think I get where you’re coming from, yeah. Did you ever see your sister’s body? Jessica Edenberg: I'm not sure. I think I did, for a moment. Hanging on the other side of the tree from something. But she didn't kill herself. I know she didn't. …Anything else, officer? Agent Sias: I just have one more question, and then you’re free to go. I’m mostly curious as to why you didn’t tell anybody before today. I understand why you wouldn’t tell someone about seeing a ghost, but everything you told me about Jeremy? Why keep it all to yourself? Jessica Edenberg: I tried to tell people, at least after Mary died. Everyone told me not to "speak ill of the dead" or just dismissed me entirely. They'd rather remember the Jeremy they thought they knew rather than the real one. Funny, they tell me not to speak ill of the dead when they talk shit about Mary every time they say how in love she was. <End Log> Closing Statement: Marianne Edenberg's phone was recovered following this interview. Notable contents are contained in the following addendum. Notably, there were no SCP-5828-B manifestations for 12 hours following this interview. Addendum 5828.5: Texts from the phone of Marianne Edenberg The following are text messages recovered from the phone of Marianne Edenberg. The timestamps present reflect when the texts were originally sent. Addendum 5828.6: Incident Report After the SCP-5828 researchers received and investigated the text messages found on Marianne Edenberg's phone, a report came in from the agent stationed at SCP-5828-A's location that there had been a change in the anomaly. MTF Mu-13 was dispatched to the location. Upon arrival they discovered that a corpse matching the description of Marianne Edenberg had erupted from the earth below the tree and that the weight supporting SCP-5828-A appeared to have vanished, causing SCP-5828-A to fall to the ground. Agents were still unable to move the body from its location. The body of Marianne Edenberg was able to be recovered, and was taken into Foundation custody for an autopsy. The autopsy revealed the body to be nearly perfectly preserved. The body contained severe bruising around the neck and right arm, with the right arm’s bruising appearing to match the shape of a human hand. The neck bruising was consistent with strangulation with an object that had been wrapped around the throat. The pattern of bruising implied that the primary force of the strangulation came from in front of the body, and not behind as is expected in cases of suicide by hanging. For a full autopsy report, please report to Dr. Caraway. Upon completion of the autopsy, the body was held in a Foundation morgue while agents watched for changes in SCP-5828-B activity. During this time, the body decomposed as normal. The only manifestation of SCP-5828-B recorded during this timeframe was following a television broadcast of the ongoing investigation into the missing person's case of Marianne Edenberg, and was notably less violent than standard manifestations. SCP-5828-B vocalizations recorded during this manifestation consisted solely of sobbing. After a month in Foundation care, the body was temporarily surrendered to custody of the Edenberg family alongside an autopsy report, under the cover of having been discovered by local authorities investigating Marianne's case. The family was allowed to perform a funeral and last rites with the Foundation intending to recover the body a month later while monitoring SCP-5828-B activity. Immediately following the funeral there was a manifestation of SCP-5828-B. The entire length of the manifestation was logged by the bodycam of Agent Jackson Carrington, who had been stationed at SCP-5828-A. The video's contents are transcribed below. SCP-5828 VIDEO LOG DATE: August 18th, 20██ NOTE: The following events occurred immediately following the funeral of Marianne Edenberg. [BEGIN LOG] 11:34 SCP-5828-B manifests approximately 2 meters directly in front of SCP-5828-A 11:35 SCP-5828-B approaches SCP-5828-A. The subjects grow more distant as Agent Carrington removes himself from the immediate area. Agent Carrington keeps the camera focused on the anomalies. SCP-5828-B is seen staring at SCP-5828-A for several minutes. 11:43 SCP-5828-B appears to say something, but the camera's audio fails to pick it up. Later video reviews reveal the entity to mouth something along the lines of "As long as someone knows." 11:44 SCP-5828-B removes the scarf from around SCP-5828-A's neck and drapes it across its body. SCP-5828-A appears to smile. 11:45 SCP-5828-B demanifests. SCP-5828-A appears to disintegrate into ash. [END LOG] In the month following the funeral, no further SCP-5828-B manifestations have been recorded. Per O5 council decision, the body of Marianne Edenberg is allowed to remain in the custody of the Edenberg family. The scarf has since been recovered and placed into low risk anomalous items storage. Classification of SCP-5828 to Neutralized is pending. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5828" by OriTiefling, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5828. 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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Item#: SCP-5829 Level2 Containment Class: esoteric Secondary Class: eparch Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES:.Eparch-class objects are only anomalous by association. The video recorder that captured SCP-5829 has been confiscated by Foundation operative agents embedded within the University of Toronto, with all civilian individuals administered standard Class-A Amnestics. The recorder has been placed in storage in the Archives and Revision Research Section of Site-43. DESCRIPTION: SCP-5829 is the designation given to a video footage recovered from the Haliburton Forest & Wild Life Reserve, in Ontario, Canada. SCP-5829 was captured on the 5th of May, 2018, via a hidden stationary video recorder initially set up by individuals from the University of Toronto with the purpose of documenting various local wildlife on footage. SCP-5829 captures the video of two distinct possibly anomalous entities (hereafter designated as SCP-5829-A and -B) conversing amongst each other in perfect English for several seconds. Due to the position of the video recorder, it could only capture the bottom half of the entities. The following is a transcription of SCP-5829: <Begin Transcript> Footage shows a large tree branch that has fallen on the forest floor, with the camera facing a wide crystal-blue lake. In the far distance of the lake, the sun can be seen almost setting. The sound of trees rustling and loud deep footsteps becomes audible. The camera slightly shakes at this. The legs of an extremely large humanoid (SCP-5829-A) enter the frame. Shaggy dark-brown fur covers the entirety of the humanoid's leg with the exception of its bottom feet, which are observed to be almost ape-like. SCP-5829-A walks around in circles for several seconds, before seating itself upon the fallen tree branch, resulting in both its lower torso and arms becoming visible to the camera, the latter of which are also ape-like. SCP-5829-A audibly sighs, and places both of its hands to its face(?). SCP-5829-A remains seated for around thirty minutes, before another sound of trees rustling once again becomes audible. The lower body of a highly-emaciated humanoid (SCP-5829-B) enters the frame. Both of its hands can be seen to possess long sharp talon-like claws, and its feet are reminiscent of the hooves of a stag (or male deer). SCP-5829-B begins to vocalize. SCP-5829-B: Oi! Thank the gods I finally found you, you sonuvabitch. What the hell are you doing here? Though you hated this part of the woods. "Too many prying eyes", you said. SCP-5829-A: You ever realized how beautiful the lake is here? SCP-5829-B: The hell you saying? Lost your mind, is it? (chuckles) No response. SCP-5829-B: Heh. Uhhh, hey. You all right there, bud? SCP-5829-A: (sighs) Have you ever felt like you just don't… matter anymore? Like everyone else in the world has forgotten you and left you alone? Like, you used to mean something, but then along the line of your life you just… fade away. SCP-5829-B puts its hand on SCP-5829-A's shoulder, and seats next to it on the fallen branch. SCP-5829-B: Hey. What are you talking about? No one's forgotten you. I… I'm still here, right? What's gotten you so worked up? SCP-5829-A produces a crumpled piece of paper from its shaggy fur and hands it to SCP-5829-B. SCP-5829-B: What's this? SCP-5829-A: I just… I found that while walking alone on the trail last night. Reading it… it really fucked me up, y'know? Got me questioning things. About my life. SCP-5829-B: (murmurs and pauses) Damn. SCP-5829-A: Yeah, that's what I said too. SCP-5829-B: I mean… I'm sure they don't really think that. This… Y'know, this could just be a joke. SCP-5829-A: Don't you ever wonder why the bearded guys with the guns and traps never come any more? It's because of that! I'm… (sniffles) I'm not worth their time. SCP-5829-B: Hey, hey! C'mon, man. Don't be like that. If they think that, then they're the ones that are wrong. You know why? Because you're here! Right now! In front of my own eyes! C'mon, look at me, alright? Fuck them. Just… fuck all of them. We don't need them to be happy with our lives. You don't need them to be happy with your life. Okay? This? (gestures at the piece of paper) This is nothing. It doesn't define you. It doesn't define anything! So… let's just… go back to my place and have a couple of drinks, alright? Forget all this "not-matter" bullshit. SCP-5829-A: …Yeah. Yeah. You're right. (chuckles) You're always right. That shit doesn't mean nothing. Not to you. Not to me. Not to anybody. (sighs) Fuck all of 'em. Why the hell am I getting fucked up with this shit? Jesus. Those guys with beards are fucking lame anyways. (pauses) Thanks, Wend. You're… You're a good guy. I'm glad you're my friend. SCP-5829-B: Well, I don't hear that everyday do I? (clears throat) Alright, you go ahead. I gotta take a leak. SCP-5829-A: There's a thing called toilet holes, y'know? SCP-5829-B: Fuck that. I'm an old-school kinda guy. SCP-5829-A audibly laughs and stands up from the branch. It walks away out of the camera's frame, its footsteps slowly receding. SCP-5829-B also stands up, but looks back at the crystal-blue lake in front of it. It looks at the piece of paper once again. SCP-5829-B: Assholes. It crumples the paper into a ball and throws it to the lake, before also walking away out of frame. <End Transcript> Foundation operative agents investigated the location in which SCP-5829 took place, though any evidence revealing the presence of both of the entities was not able to be recovered. Despite this, Agent Griffin Clarke was able to fish out what is believed to be the piece of paper that was thrown into the lake by SCP-5829-A. The contents of the paper (in reality, a page ripped from the local daily newspaper) were partly dissolved due to water exposure, though fortunately, the main headline was able to transcribed below: NATIONAL⋆POST Haliburton County, Ontario BIGFOOT PHOTO DEBUNKED, SCIENTISTS CONFIRM EXISTENCE OF BIGFOOT STILL NOT PRESENT BY: Bennet Clarkson For months now, the good folks from the University of Toronto have been attempting to disprove the existence of the worldwide famous (or possibly infamous) cryptid known only as the "Bigfoot". The idea of the Bigfoot roaming around the woods has been around for centuries past, though the creature first slowly gained fame after a photo… ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5829" by NDHeckfire, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5829. 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SCP-5830 | thaumiel | Item#: 5830 Level4 Containment Class: esoteric Secondary Class: thaumiel Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: caution link to memo Special Containment Procedures: The 15 km by 15 km region containing the entrance SCP-5830 is to be staffed by no fewer than twenty armed guards at all times carrying 12 gauge shotguns, stationed across the area to monitor any and all attempted breaches, while also maintaining sufficient distance from the entrance to SCP-5830 to not allude to its location. Admittance to the surrounding Northeast Greenland National Park is to be restricted to this end. Access to SCP-5830 is to be restricted to personnel with security clearance level 4 or higher, and is to be mediated by no fewer than one armed guard and precisely two personnel cleared to navigate SCP-5830. Due to the temporal anomalies present in SCP-5830, exploration attempts are to be limited to three days in length. The nearby research station of Daneborg is to be monitored for any attempts to explore northward toward SCP-5830; such attempts should be initially deterred and terminated if necessary. To this end, an anonymous outpost is to be erected in or near Daneborg. During the summer, similar procedures are to be enacted to deny access the area surrounding SCP-5830 via Zackenberg station1. Any person(s) which successfully enter SCP-5830 must be tracked and either detained, terminated, or verified dead by local personnel. Wildlife is to be also kept from entering SCP-5830. Any objects or person(s) which attempt to exit SCP-5830 are to be immediately detained if not authorized, or terminated should they present immediate and effective hazard to site personnel or civilians. All objects found within SCP-5830 are to be recorded for Foundation review. Description: SCP-5830 is a large glacial cave located at 7█°██’ N, 2█°██’ W along the eastern coast of Greenland. Its entrance is located beneath approximately 62 m of ice along a narrow inlet of the Arctic Ocean, being roughly semicircular with a diameter of 19 m. Meltwater from the glacier regularly runs through SCP-5830, though attempts to trace the water's flow via dissolved dyes and buoyant tracking devices have been unable to determine any point of exit. The entirety of SCP-5830 also seems immune to calving, and changes only minimally in size and relative integrity with seasonal periods of melting and freezing. When entered, SCP-5830 continues to resemble a glacial cave, with an upper dome-like wall composed entirely of ice containing fragments of dust and rock, and floor made of a brown-black mixture of gravel and silt. The temperature within SCP-5830 consistently measures -2°C, with little variation due to external temperature or depth within the cave. The initial cavern (called Depth 0 for navigational purposes) of SCP-5830 extends downward beneath the glacier, arriving at a depth of 17 m before branching into two tunnels which diverge at an angle of 120° (each of which is Depth 1). Entrance to and initial branch of SCP-5830. Each branch strongly resembles the initial cavern in size and shape, making navigation of SCP-5830 rather challenging (see Document SCP-5830-A for navigation procedures). Proceeding down either of the two branches will lead to another branch point, which again splits into two tunnels of identical size and shape; each branch then leads to another two branches, which lead to another two, and so on. Exploration attempts have confirmed the existence of all Depth 9 branches, with the furthest exploration of any single path arriving at a point at Depth 57; despite this nomenclature, however, branches of equal Depth may not be located at the same distance below sea level, with some paths actually rising above the initial cavern in altitude. The total area spanned by SCP-5830 is at least 24,000 sq. km., and the maximum recorded depth is ████ m below sea level. There exist at least seventeen paths within SCP-5830 which, amazingly, terminate; these termination points are designated SCP-5830-1, and appear as large, circular caverns measuring 10-20 m in diameter. No further tunnels or crevices extend from these caverns, and meltwater which would accumulate at these points appears to completely seep into the gravel and silt floor, unable to be traced. It also appears time does not pass within the confines of SCP-5830-1, at least not in the usual sense; instruments which rely on mechanical or natural means to determine the passing of time stand still, and attempts at radio communication to external sources fail. Personnel who enter SCP-5830-1, however, are able to keep time by counting aloud, tapping, or other similar means. Among the known instances of SCP-5830-1, seven are entirely empty and devoid of any further anomaly or artifact. The ten remaining termination points, however, contain instances of SCP-5830-2: replicas of other known SCP objects completely frozen in time and space. Each instance of SCP-5830-2 is visually indistinguishable from the anomaly which they emulate; composition, texture, radiation signatures, and even odor are furthermore identical. Attempts to interact with or stimulate response from instances of SCP-5830-2 yield no results, and specific experimentation for each instance is detail below. Each instance of SCP-5830-2 cannot be removed from the SCP-5830-1 cavern which contains it and indeed cannot be moved or relocated within the cavern by any means. SCP-5830-1-1 SCP-5830-1-2 SCP-5830-1-3 SCP-5830-1-4 SCP-5830-1-5 SCP-5830-1-6 SCP-5830-1-7 SCP-5830-1-8 SCP-5830-1-9 SCP-5830-1-10 SCP-5830-1-11 SCP-5830-1-12 SCP-5830-1-13 SCP-5830-1-14 SCP-5830-1-15 SCP-5830-1-16 SCP-5830-1-17 Navigation: LLL█████ Depth: 8 Contains: empty Navigation: LLLRL█████ Depth: 10 Contains: polar bear fur tufts; traces of seal blood Navigation: LLLRL█████ Depth: 10 Contains: SCP-5830-2-1; corpse of Daniel Moorhouse; corpse of Kuupik Inaliktuk; human feces Emulated SCP: SCP-073 Description: SCP-073 is shown sitting on the floor in grief, knees raised with its head in its hands. The mechanical augmentations to its arms, legs, spinal cord, and shoulder blades known to exist on SCP-073 do not appear, and are instead replaced by flesh and skin identical to the remainder of its body. The decay-inducing effects of SCP-073 are also present in SCP-5830-2-1 with identical capacity and radius. Navigation: LLL█████ Depth: 8 Contains: empty Navigation: LLLR█████ Depth: 9 Contains: SCP-5830-2-2 Emulated SCP: SCP-4964; single human clavicle Description: SCP-4964 appears identical to its usual state in containment, notably suspended in mid-air approximately 1 m off the ground. Due to the inability to remove SCP-5830-2-2 from SCP-5830-1-5 (or even open the container and remove the DVD), tests to determine the exhibition of identically anomalous properties to SCP-4964 cannot be conducted. Navigation: LLLR█████ Depth: 9 Contains: empty Navigation: LLLRLL█████ Depth: 11 Contains: SCP-5830-2-3 Emulated SCP: SCP-1341; traces of silty loam; organic material of unknown origin Description: SCP-1341 appears identical to its usual state in containment. Attempts to remove the lid of SCP-5830-2-3 have been unsuccessful. Navigation: LLR█████ Depth: 8 Contains: SCP-5830-2-4 Emulated SCP: SCP-1974; traces of bar soap Description: SCP-1974 appears identical to its usual state in containment. The water contained in SCP-5830-2-4 does not freeze, and when drained behaves identically to SCP-1974. Communication with SCP-1974-1 nor SCP-1974-2 (nor emulations thereof) is unsuccessful; personnel who have entered SCP-5830-2-4 instead hear an incessant droning sound akin to an American nuclear warning siren. Navigation: LLRR█████ Depth: 9 Contains: SCP-5830-2-5 Emulated SCP: SCP-172 Description: SCP-172 is shown in a near-dormant state, appearing to have just recently exhausted the energy in its mainspring. The key used to wind up SCP-172 is not present anywhere within SCP-5830-1-9 or on the body of SCP-5830-2-5, and all mechanical processes expected from SCP-172 have ceased operation. Navigation: LLRR█████ Depth: 9 Contains: SCP-5830-2-6 Emulated SCP: SCP-1281; small chunks of rock with composition akin to Kuiper Belt Objects Description: SCP-1281 is shown as it appeared when first discovered during the standard containment of SCP-2362. Lights along the surface of SCP-5830-2-6 glow steadily and faintly, and weak infrared radiation signatures have been detected. It does not, however, respond to radio waves as SCP-1281 did before its decomposition. Navigation: LLRRR█████ Depth: 10 Contains: SCP-5830-2-7 Emulated SCP: SCP-3967 Description: SCP-3967 is shown partially deflated, with the majority of its component gas concentrated in its torso and legs; its head and arms flop slightly over its back. The position gives the impression that SCP-5830-2-7 is in the process of being inflated from an unseen inlet in its rear or one of its legs. Attempts to puncture SCP-5830-2-7 have been unsuccessful. Navigation: LL█████ Depth: 7 Contains: SCP-5830-2-8 Emulated SCP: SCP-323; single caribou antler, blood Description: SCP-323 appears identical to its usual state in containment, hovering 1.8 m above the ground, with the notable exception of additional patches of flesh and skin adorning its skull; DNA testing of these organic components fails to identify the cervid of origin. The memetic effects of SCP-323 are not present to their full extent in SCP-5830-2-8; degree of severity is still being determined. Navigation: █████ Depth: 4 Contains: walrus tusk fragments Navigation: RR█████ Depth: 7 Contains: empty Navigation: ██████ Depth: 5 Contains: SCP-5830-2-9 Emulated SCP: SCP-3035 Description: Eleven instances of SCP-3035 appear on the floor of SCP-5830-1-15; they cannot be crushed or destroyed by any means. It cannot be determined if SCP-5830-2-9 exhibits the mimicry properties evident in SCP-3035 due to their lack of locomotion or response to stimuli. Navigation: RRRLLLLLLL█████ Depth: 14 Contains: Inuit spearhead Navigation: RRRLLL█████ Depth: 11 Contains: SCP-5830-2-10 Emulated SCP: SCP-294; fragments of adult human teeth; tip of a human tongue Description: SCP-294 appears identical to its usual state in containment. No cup has been dispensed or can be dispensed by SCP-5830-2-10, with instead a frozen stream of unknown liquid flowing from its nozzle and forming a small ice puddle on the ground of SCP-5830-1-17. This liquid cannot be melted, and attempts to request this liquid from SCP-294 have been unsuccessful. Attempted queries include: "liquid found in SCP-5830-1-17" (produces pure water) "liquid components of SCP-5830-2-10" (OUT OF RANGE error) "SCP-5830-2-10" (OUT OF RANGE error) "puddle found in SCP-5830-1-17" (produces water mixed with silt and sand) "object in SCP-5830-1-17" (produces human blood, chilled to 29°F) Many personnel who have studied SCP-5830 suspect that more instances of SCP-5830-1 and SCP-5830-2 can be found within the caverns, and some have conjectured that all known and unknown anomalous objects possess an emulation within SCP-5830 (though current investigations provide little support for this hypothesis, and if it were true such objects would necessarily be located at extremely great Depths). At this time, the complete inertness of instances of SCP-5830-2 cannot be fully verified. Ongoing experiments have inferred amounts of anomalous activity prior to discovery to SCP-5830 in the majority of instances. Discovery: SCP-5830 was first discovered on ██/██/20██ by Dr. Hans Knudsen and Dr. Daniel Moorhouse, both climate scientists working from ██████████ University (as visiting and associate professors, respectively) to measure ice sheet melting and calving in the far northeast of Greenland. Both Knudsen and Moorhouse joined an expedition with five additional researchers and a handful of crew from the village of Daneborg north to begin their research; nine days later, only Knudsen and four others returned. The bodies of two researchers were found near the entrance to SCP-5830 under collapsed ice. Moorhouse & a Tunumiit Inuit man were found dead in SCP-5830-1-3, with Moorhouse lain against the body of SCP-5830-2-1; Moorhouse's journal was recovered from the corpse, and a transcript of the relevant legible pages is contained in Transcript 5830-B. Addendum 0.1: Eight days after the discovery of SCP-5830, a woman suffering severe frostbite and malnutrition stormed the Daneborg airstrip during the boarding of a Danish military biplane. Dr. Knudsen, one of the passengers, was attacked by the woman, receiving minor lacerations to his left arm and shoulder before the woman was killed by Danish military personnel. The autopsy report of this woman can be found in Report 5830-E. Following this incident, Dr. Knudsen committed suicide in a Swedish jail while awaiting trial. Document 5830-A: Navigation Procedures Approved on ██/██/20██ by Dr. Wainwright On file at Site-███ Preparation Direction sheets will be given to navigators by personnel following a request by a Foundation researcher to enter SCP-5830 with an allotted time to be spent in SCP-5830. Once given directions by the appropriate personnel, immediately note its length and sequence of turns. Commit the length to memory, and say it aloud often if you must. Before departing, prepare a pack containing: no less than three days worth of food, water, and cooking fuel at least 60 m of coiled rope a sleeping bag rated for at most 20°C a tarp and four wooden stakes no less than four emergency flares two full rolls of reflective tape a pocket knife or similar multitool a progress log and a writing implement Navigation When navigating SCP-5830, always take care to note what directions you've taken and which one you have left to take. Personnel have died lost within SCP-5830 far too often due to improper record-keeping, despite the best efforts of the Foundation to maintain a simple navigational infrastructure for its study. At each branch point, find the first letter of your direction sheet not struck- or blackened-out; call out this direction to those in your party (L for left or R for right) and proceed in that direction. All branch points should have two strips of tape along some wall to identify the direction of the exit. If you encounter an unmarked branch point, act in your own accord and mark the branch with your tape. Once you have entered the next branch, strike the letter from your direction sheet and prepare to repeat the procedure again. This amounts to progressing one Depth level into SCP-5830; the entrance is at Depth 0. No amount of mental tracking of distance or altitude can assist in orienting oneself; only the maintenance of the direction sheet and your Depth along it can guarantee survival. Following the completion of the necessary research (most often at a terminus), begin navigating using the tape markings at each branch point to exit SCP-5830; do NOT attempt to move between two different locations within SCP-5830 without first exiting and re-entering the cavern. Emergencies If you have found yourself lost within SCP-5830, halt your exploration party and begin returning to the surface via the exit markings; do NOT attempt to determine and/or correct the point of error while within the cavern. If you have found yourself in a location without sufficient markings, do NOT attempt to navigate out by guesswork. Instead, drive a stake into the ground where you currently stand and tie a length of rope to it; walk in some direction while holding the rope until you either a) arrive at exit markings, at which point you may proceed to escape SCP-5830 or b) exhaust the rope. Backtrack along the rope and attempt a different path. If, even after exhausting all escape routes within your rope's allowance, you are still unable to exit SCP-5830, set up a small outpost to survive until location personnel are sent to find you and your party. In the event of injury or death, be sure to write as many details as possible about the event in your personal log. If you encounter any previously undocumented anomalous component of SCP-5830, including but not limited to an instance of SCP-5830-1 or SCP-5830-2, log its presence and location. Do not engage with any wildlife or other entities encountered in SCP-5830. Transcript 5830-B: Personal Journal of Dr. Daniel Moorhouse Page 37 Page 38 Page 39 Page 40 Page 41 Jun 15, 20██ Knudsen's gone off north to check logs from the weather station. I planned to join him, of course, but I couldn't deny my inner spelunker a chance like this. This glacial cave is quite large and doesn't seem to have been impacted too bad from the recent heat wave. A real treat. We've agreed to meet back up at the cave entrance tomorrow morning. Erica and Kuupik have joined me as well, which is nice. Kuupik's always been quiet so maybe I'll get the chance to talk with him a bit more; he's lived in Tasiilaq his whole life and knows the land better than anyone. His English isn't great, though, but who can blame him? Guy's always got a stoic look to him too. And Erica, well, she's the polar opposite most of the time. Been quiet today, though. It's actually a bit warmer in here than I would've expected. Ice is a good insulator and all but the warmth is almost unnatural. Might be due to geothermic activity. I'll ask Knudsen if Zackenberg picked up on anything seismic. To be frank, I am a bit disappointed I couldn't convince him to join us. Apparently being ahead of schedule isn't enough to justify popping off into a cave for the day. To each his own. He insisted I enjoy the day. Jun 15, 20██ We've set up a small camp about a mile into the cave. We've run into three different forks in the tunnels along the way. Pretty strange, actually, since a lot of the cave walls look very similar. If you took photos of three different spots and told me two of them of were the same I'd probably believe it. I would have guessed some more variation in the caverns and such, but I can't say that these "ice tubes" aren't cool either. Kuupik's been whittling some kind of spear thing for a while now. I've tried to make some small talk, but he doesn't give much by way of answers. Erica's already asleep, and I can't say I don't enjoy the tranquility. More time to write, think to myself. Just me and the water dripping from the ceiling. Hell, I wouldn't even know if there's a blizzard storming outside right now. Probably is given Knudsen's luck the past few days. Jun 15, 20██ Erica woke up all of a sudden. Had her head up near the wall and said she heard some sort of rattling, like a stone sliding on ice. I'd've said it were nothing to worry about if the same sound didn't echo again right after. Kuupik looked worried too, and without speaking he started to pack up what little we sprawled out. Strangely Erica and I didn't think twice to helping him do so and get moving. I don't know what is about this place that has me spooked. I might just be jittery about heading home; ship back to Tromsø leaves in four days. Jun 16, 20██ We're holed up even deeper now; I'm not sure how far down. We were trying to make our way out when Kuupik spotted a streak of blood smeared on the ice wall. I didn't think much of it, maybe a polar bear that brought a fresh kill in to eat, but he seemed far more squeamish than would be warranted. Erica was shocked too, but insisted we press on. Something about it didn't sit well with Kuupik, but he either couldn't or chose not to really tell us what it was. Jun 16, 20██ We came to the next branch, and the lantern went out. I fumbled for my back-up flashlight, and in mean time Kuupik struck a match on his belt. We get re-situated and suddenly we're all turned around. Any of the three ways looked viable, at least to me. Erica was sure we had to head uphill, but Kuupik reminded us we had actually gone up quite a bit to get to where we were. I seconded Erica, though, and I'm pretty sure that was the wrong move. We passed blood again, but not the same smear. That weird rattling still echoes down here, if not a bit louder too. I've gotten used to it, but it keeps Kuupik up. I don't know if Erica is asleep or just exhausted; probably both. Morale isn't great, and I'm not doing anything to help it, really. Jun 16, 20██ We still haven't moved, and the rattling hasn't stopped. It's a bit rhythmic, actually, in a strange sort of way. Kuupik has started humming what sounds like a folk song of his to it. Beyond old winter's heart And the passing of the moon Where Sedna treads her hands Where Sedna treads her kin Deep within the stone And the edge of water's flow Where Anguta will walk Where Anguta will end I know a place of old That stands eternally Where spirits stand alone Where spirits go to sleep There's some Inuit in there too, but I can't transcribe it, so I'm going to hope the English lines are just the Inuit translated or something. Jun 16, 20██ Erica is gone. There must have been some short hour where Kuupik and I were both asleep and she fled. I don't like her odds of making it out, but they can't much be different from my own at this point. Kuupik's keeping calm enough, even though we ran out of food last night. We've both agreed to stay put and hope that Erica makes it out and sends help or Knudsen does after he realizes we haven't returned. I'll be honest, I really getting nervous now. Panicking is obviously still the worst thing to do right now, but it's hard not too when you're lost in an ice cave with traces of blood on the walls. Not a situation I would have ever expected to find myself in, even after my first Arctic expedition. Or my second, or third. I hope Knudsen and the rest of the crew are doing alright. Forecast said we'd get hit by a sizable blizzard on the return to Daneborg. Jun 17?, 20██ Kuupik is dead, and I might be dying. We heard the rattling get close, real close, almost on top of us. Kuupik wasn't having any of it and started down the tunnel, not stopping even after I called. I had to follow, and he led us both into a dead end. Giant cavern, at least 50 ft. tall and wide, and the both of us nearly fainted when we arrived. There's this "man" sitting in the middle of it, but I don't really want to call it a man. It sure looks like one, specifically Middle-Eastern of some kind, but it doesn't move. It just sits with its head down in its hand; I thought it was someone crying at first, but it makes no noise either. Kuupik wanted to kill it. He said we could eat it, whatever it was, and last a bit longer. It was truly uncharacteristic of him, a mellow and well-mannered man. Hunger does strange things to people, and in the moment I more or less agreed. Kuupik unsheathed a knife; its handle looked hand-carved. He crept up behind the man, but of course it didn't move. He lunged in to stab its back, only to suddenly collapse onto the floor. When I got to him, he was already dead. It looked like his own back had been stabbed right where he aimed on the man still sitting on the floor. I can't explain it. I don't want to. Jun 19?, 20██ Its bones that are rattling. Bones. They creep along the floor, and I don't know how. I'm seeing things. I must be. I don't see them, but I do. Things that aren't real. Well, are they? This thing can't be real, and it killed Kuupik. No, no, my eyes see things. Real things. Jun 20?, 20██ I'm sorry Kuupik. This is all my fault, I know it is. Maybe you didn't care that it was my fault, but it was. Knudsen isn't coming. Nobody is. Just this thing behind me. Jun 23?, 20██ If there be a God, let him be merciful. This place was not merciful to me. Interview Log 5830-C: Interview with Dr. Hans Knudsen -Begin interview- Dr. Wainwright: Dr. Knudsen. Dr. Hans Knudsen: Yes. Wainwright: How are you feeling? Knudsen: Tired. Very tired. Wainwright: Apologies, doctor. We'd like to tidy up this whole fiasco quickly, if you can understand. Knudsen: Yes, of course. Wainwright: Let's start from the beginning, then. When did you arr… Knudsen: May 29th. We came from Tromsø, with another crew that stopped off in Reykjavik. Wainwright: And who all were members of your crew? Knudsen: It was Moorhouse's crew, really. He organized the expedition back in March. Wainwright: And who… Knudsen: Five research assistants from ██████████ University; two of them my students, three of them Moorhouse's. We had an additional three crew members from Zackenburg station, and one local from Daneborg to serve as a navigator and translator. Wainwright: How do you know Dr. Moorhouse? Knudsen: Professional colleague, though I've known him since graduate school. We both studied at ███████ College and went on to pursue academic positions in the States. He got a spot at ██████████, while I had to settle for a position in Sweden. We met up again when ██████████ invited me as a visiting professor. Nice guy, though a bit…pretentious at times. Wainwright: You took up some students during this time. Who were they? Knudsen: Erica Parsons and Alek Oltosky. Wainwright: Do you know Moorhouse's students? Knudsen: Yes, though not well. Kevin Zheng, David Carlisle, and Victoria… oh, I don't remember her last name. There is a pause Knudsen continues to try to remember the name. Wainwright: That's fine. Can you talk about what happened after arriving at Daneborg? Knudsen: Yes. We made a small station just outside of Daneborg; the locals didn't really care for us but didn't mind us either. We told them what we were there to do through a man called Kuupik, and they lent us some supplies and a shotgun for polar bears. Wainright: What were you there to do? Knudsen: The original goal was to set up some weather stations up north to track warming over the next six months and collect some ice samples. Wainwright: Your 'original' goal? Knudsen: Well, we still succeeded in it, for the most part. Some of the stations got knocked out by a blizzard, but for the most part we did what we needed to do. Wainwright: So why do you say… Knudsen: Moorhouse insisted on some additional studies. We saw signs of massive calving in the area, and lots of glacial caves and alcoves and such. Moorhouse is a geologist at heart and was adamant that we dedicate at least a bit of our extra time to them. Wainwright: Did you? Knudsen: Yes, of course. Moorhouse led a few parties with Erica and David to examine some rock samples along the glacial cliffs. Erica's primary background is geology too, and I would guess David's as well. I kept the others for our usual operations. Wainwright: How did Moorhouse come to arrive at…that cave? Knudsen: We both spotted it on one of our last days out of Daneborg. We stopped by it to look around, and saw that it was rather large. We all took a look around the entrance, and Moorhouse said he'd love to spend a day or two here if it could be allowed. Erica agreed. Wainwright: And I take it you obliged? Knudsen: Yes. I asked Kuupik if he could join them in case they needed to navigate back to Daneborg on their own, and he agreed. The three of them set out and the rest of us went to secure the last weather station. We gave them from that morning until we returned the evening tomorrow. I think it was a bit of a non-professional adventure for them, too. Wainwright: Did you want to join them? Knudsen: Yes, a part of me did…more parts of me are glad that I didn't. Knudsen's speech begins to sound more forced and creaky. Wainwright: What happened when you returned to the cave? Knudsen: We waited. We hoped they were making their way out. David insisted on looking in a bit farther to find them, or maybe a trace of them. Victoria followed him in, and Alek and Kevin and the rest of the crew and myself elected to stay outside. I told David before he went searching to call out to us every few minutes, and we'd call a reply. If we weren't in earshot, turn around. Wainwright: Seems sensible. Knudsen: It is if you obey it. They didn't. After half an hour, I called and received no reply. We tried six more times with no luck. None of us were about to do the same thing again and go in after David and Victoria, so we continued to wait. Wainwright: For how long? Knudsen: Three hours, until a blizzard began to roll in. We couldn't keep waiting around, and we weren't about to hole up in a cave and worry the crew back in Daneborg. We elected to trek out, and work to form a search party later when the weather was in our favor. Wainwright: When did the search party set out? Knudsen: The Sirius Patrol2 set out with their dog sleds two days ago. You and your crew showed up only five hours in. Wainwright: Lucky that we did at all. Knudsen: I suppose. There is a pause as Wainwright reviews his recent notes. Wainwright: Dr. Knudsen, if I might be so frank, I do believe your handling of the past three days is best described as 'careless'. We've only recovered corpses, after all. Knudsen: Are you a police officer, Dr. Wainwright? Wainwright: No. I do, however, have permission from authorities from the Danish government and Naalakkersuisut3 to conduct all sufficient methods of investigations during my time here. Four scientists and an Inuit tracker don't just die only miles from their station, especially with radio tracking available the entire time. Knudsen: Not to be insolent, doctor, but our GPS capabilities were interrupted during the trip back to Daneborg. We probably hiked about five miles while off the grid. Wainwright: Records from Zackenberg show otherwise. Knudsen is silent, appears nervous Wainwright: Doctor? Knudsen attempts to run from the room, is immediately apprehended in the hallway. -End of interview- Transcript SCP-5830-D: Selected Radio Logs from Zackenberg Station 0301:03 Feb 13, 20██ *static* Cannot see home. It is dark. I am… I was told I must perform my function. I must. I am… Message. *static* 1644:22 Jun 16, 20██ GPS received @ █████04240.955: 7█°██’ N, 2█°██’ W GPS reply @ █████04240.0: 74º28’ N, 20º34’ W GPS received @ █████04300.305: 7█°██’ N, 2█°██’ W GPS reply @ █████04302.0: 74º28’ N, 20º34’ W *static* 1723:14 Jun 16, 20██ *static* Numbers. What are they? I do not know what they mean. I know them. 7███ and 2███. Message. I must… This is not my Message. *static* 1855:46 Jun 16, 20██ GPS received @ █████11500.003: 7█°██’ N, 2█°██’ W GPS reply @ █████11502.0: 74º28’ N, 20º34’ W 0216:33 Oct 22, 20██ *static* It is long. It is dark. I must… Message. Harbinger must tell… *static* Report 5830-E: Autopsy Report of Erica Parsons Decedent: Erica Loretta Parsons SSN: ███-██-████ Home Address: ████████████████████, TN Age: ██ years DOB: 5/██/19██ Sex: Female Last Known Occupation: Student Race: White Hispanic?: No Marital Status: Never Married Medical Examiner Authority: Violent Police Notified: Yes Investigator: ███████ █████████████████ Date Time Location City/County By Whom Last Known Alive 6/24/20█ 1205 Daneborg Airstrip Daneborg Danish Officers Event/Injury/Acute Illness 6/24/20█ 1206 Daneborg Airstrip Daneborg Danish Officers Found 6/24/20█ 1206 Daneborg Airstrip Daneborg Danish Officers Death/Pronounced 6/24/20█ 1210 Daneborg Airstrip Daneborg Military Doctor Examination of Body 6/28/20█ 0900 603 17th Ave N. ████████ ███████████, █████ Autopsy (Y/N)? Y Authorized by: Chief Medical Examiner Location: █████ ████████ Cause of Death: Gunshot to chest and lower abdomen Manner of Death: Self-defense Notes from Medical Examiner: Decedent showed signs of previous blunt force trauma to head and neck, with small lacerations around the base of the neck. Toes and finger tips severely frostbitten. Majority of upper teeth chipped away partially or entirely. Decedent has no previous history of mental illness or violence. Name of Chief Medical Examiner: █████ ███████████ Name of Reviewing Medicolegal Death Investigator: ████████ ███████ Footnotes 1. Zackenberg station is only occupied during the summer. 2. A branch of the Danish navy in charge of maintaining and enforcing Danish sovereignty in northern Greenland. 3. The government of the constituent country of Greenland. |
SCP-5831 | euclid | SCP-5831: The Smeerenburg Daemon Author: Cyvstvi. Image Credit: See comments. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Cyvstvi The Smeerenburg Daemon by Cyvstvi More by this author Item#: 5831 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: warning link to memo Special Containment Procedures: A 5km nautical exclusion zone has been established around the ruins of Smeerenburg, Norway. Additionally, a fenced perimeter has been erected around the ruins and access to the village is forbidden to civilians. Cover Story 5831.18 "Hazardous Waste Disaster" is currently being disseminated to local and national media, reporting that an oil spill has occurred within the unincorporated region of Svalbard. MTF Omega-15 "Bag and Tag" has been given permission to locate instances of SCP-5831-1 and terminate them as appropriate to prevent them from entering the ocean. Description: SCP-5831 is the rudimentary effigy of an unknown cetacean, constructed almost entirely from the blubber, bones, flesh, and assorted viscera of dead Balaena mysticetus.1 The head cavity of SCP-5831, which would ordinarily contain the spermaceti organ in Balaena mysticetus, has been filled with an organ of unknown origin. This unidentified organ is attached to the spinal column of SCP-5831 and resembles a coiled umbilical cord. SCP-5831 was discovered in an abandoned whaling warehouse in Smeerenburg, Norway. The effigy was strung vertically from the ceiling, surrounded by a plethora of unidentified miscellaneous whale carcasses. Individuals who are exposed to SCP-5831 exhibit an abnormal psychological disorder characterised by an obsession with the ocean and vast, open bodies of water. Due to SCP-5831's proximity to the Arctic Ocean, affected individuals will typically gather at the cliffs north of Smeerenburg and stare listlessly at the ocean, remaining motionless for hours at a time. During this period, the brains of affected individuals will undergo severe morphological changes as spiral-shaped holes begin to form within the frontal lobe. This damage to the brain's structure results in the impairment of mental faculties with affected individuals only being able to complete simple self-preservation behaviours such as swallowing and breathing. Following the complete structural degradation of the brain, affected individuals will begin roaming the shoreline of Smeerenburg in an attempt to locate cetacean remains. Upon locating sufficient material, the affected individuals will begin to construct whale-like imagery. These images range in complexity, with personnel witnessing anything from simple images of cetacean wildlife made from whale bones to effigies resembling SCP-5831.2 If no cetacean remains can be found by affected individuals, they will begin to draw perfect spiral shapes into the beach using their hands and feet. At this point, the brain matter of affected individuals will have been completely eradicated. The resultant cavity is filled with a coiled organ of unknown purpose attached to the individual's brain stem. Affected individuals are henceforth designated SCP-5831-1. Instances of SCP-5831-1 will undergo a series of rapid morphological and physiological alterations: The lower and upper jaws will elongate wildly, curving to almost meet one another, as the remainder of the cranium recedes from the jaw. The orbital cavities and eyes will migrate to either side of this deformed cranial structure. The shoulder girdle will extend as the humerus, ulna, and radius rotate perpendicular to the body. The skin covering the hands will thicken as the fingers fuse into a set of fins. The spinal column will extend, fusing with the pelvis, fibula, patel, and tibia into a singular bone structure. The feet of the instance will also rotate perpendicular to one another as they are covered with a similarly thick skin. The entire instance will become covered with a layer of thick insulated skin as the fat tissue underneath morphs into a vascularised adipose tissue similar to blubber. The pulmonary system will migrate from the mouth to the back as a small blowhole-like formation begins to appear on their dorsal side. The teeth of SCP-5831-1 will separate from the gums, producing strand-like formations that resemble hairs of baleen.3 These hairs will fuse with the roof and floor of the mouth, which have become plates of calcium. The head cavity of the instance, normally containing the brain and spermaceti organ, will have been filled with a coiled organ resembling the one present within SCP-5831. Its purpose remains unknown. Many of the resultant instances of SCP-5831-1 will become stranded and beached upon the shoreline, finding themselves unable to enter the ocean. They will typically expire as a result of dehydration, collapsing under their own body weight, or drowning at high tide. Foundation personnel are reminded that instances of SCP-5831-1 must not be allowed to enter the ocean under any circumstances and, as such, are advised to terminate instances on sight. Addendum 5831.1: History Fig 1.1:The Whale-oil Refinery near the Village of Smerenburg, Cornelis de Man, 1639. Smeerenburg was established in the early 17th century by Danish and Dutch whaling fisheries, hoping to exploit the rapidly expanding whaling industry. The main products of Smeerenburg were boiled blubber oil, whale bone, spermaceti oil, and other miscellaneous whale commodities harvested from the "Greenland right whale", now identified as the bowhead whale. At the time, these animals were endemic to the Fram Strait, located in the Arctic Ocean. By the mid-17th century, the whaling community at Smeerenburg had driven the bowhead whale into near extinction, prompting their migration habits further north. This eventually resulted in the bowhead whale entirely avoiding the island of Svalbard, which Smeerenburg was situated on. The settlement was almost completely abandoned sometime during this time period. It is believed that SCP-5831 was constructed by the final inhabitants of the community, c. 1660s. A series of documents, written in Dutch, were recovered from the island during initial containment efforts. They were located on a flensing table next to SCP-5831, stained with an unidentified yellow residue. Diary of an Unknown Whaler July 6th, 1662 The whales are fleeing. Everybody on this blasted island knows the truth of it. Well, the fifteen of us that chose to stay here. We were planning on wintering on Svalbard and catching a few whales for ourselves; proving to everyone back home in Amsterdam that there's a life worth living out here. I ain't seen a whale in weeks. Our last catch was back in June. A sickly calf that had beached itself beside the try pots, struggling and rolling about in a desperate attempt to get back into the sea. We were starving and ravenous and so we descended upon the diseased whale like it was the last meal we were like to see in a long while. How right we were. The little lad has lasted a good while for us. Cornelis cured some of the remaining meat and hung it out to dry in the warehouse just south of the cliffs. My mouth gets wet every time I walk by its dry, rotting corpse. I find myself pacing back and forth by the shore more often these days; catching its acrid scent wafting on the frigid winds of Svalbard. I need to get out more. July 13th, 1662 Blessed Christ, how you deliver a bountiful feast to us in our direst hour. Willem and Jan were out on the boat and I spotted their signal flags waving high about on the masts. I rushed down to shore, hardly a moment to grab by weathered boots, as they hauled their catch ashore. It was like something had crawled off Olaus Magnus's cartographs - a bloody monster. The beast, undulating and smooth of skin, had an assortment of wriggling vestibule limbs all about its torso that were snared within the netting of the boat. Thrashing and slamming against the tiny trawler, it nearly upturned the small sailboat. Willem held a harpoon in one arm and flung it down into what can only be described as the beast's head. It squealed, much like a pig in pain, as it swung its head about to smash into the trawler's side. Jan then descended onto the thing as they hauled it ashore, still entangled within the netting, and cracked his paddle against the harpoon, driving it deeper into the skull with a sickening crunch. A milky, pale liquid seeped out of the wound as the beast ceased all movement. I rushed over to help Jan and Willem down from the trawler as the other men of the community ran over to us; desperate to understand what the tumult and chaos was about. Jan collapsed to the floor in a fit of laughter, prompting quizzical looks from all onlookers, myself included. He looked up at us and smiled, before pronouncing: 'I killed the Devil himself, lads.' July 14th, 1662 Jan and Willem have taken to bed, complaining of headaches and nausea. Pieter was busy nursing them with gruel and soup, but their constant complaining soon drove him from their bedsides. Meanwhile, the rest of us set about carving what has become known amongst the men as the Smeerenburg Daemon. A fitting name - for Maarten swears on his mother's gravestone that as they began to take the creature apart, he saw something squirm free from its skull and dart off into the ocean. Its flesh is pale and white like an oyster's and it bleeds a pale milky substance with the consistency of winter-strained sperm oil. One of the lads dared the other to put his finger in its skull cavity but Maarten quickly swatted his hand back. He doesn't trust the Daemon and I cannot say that I blame him. Tomorrow, we'll set off for the mainland and haul part of the Smeerenburg Daemon with us so we can show the whole world that Smeerenburg is still worth its weight in coin. July 15th, 1662 I fear a great malaise has struck Smeerenburg. Five lads including Maarten now sit in their beds, complaining of vigorous headaches and the sloshing sounds of a half-filled bucket of water rocking about inside their mind. Jan and Willem are struck with it worst. They sit at the cliffs, their legs dangling above the ocean, as they stare out over the sea without a single care in the world. I've been wandering more and more by the seashore, mostly to get away from the ghastly aroma of that blasted Daemon that now resides within the warehouse. Its scent combines with the rotting flesh of the little whale calf to create a most unpleasant smell that burns the back of your throat with bile. The ocean is so pleasant tonight. Not a single wave mars its perfect surface. Still and beautiful. July 17th, 1662 Willem, Maarten, Jan, and the other lads have gone mad. This disease has seeped through the air and into their minds. They now prowl the shores, gathering lumps of meat, bones, and blubber oil, and dragging it in buckets and wheelbarrows up to the warehouse that houses that Daemon. At night, I can hear them flensing and prying the poor beast into pieces. Bones snap and flesh tears as I rock myself to sleep in the hammock. Their work is unceasing and diligent. When I sleep, my mind is stolen from me. I hear only the sounds of the tide as a vast darkness consumes me, dragging me down and down into the ocean. I feel myself coiling tighter and tighter, catching glimpses of something in the murk. I feel so small as I'm trapped inside crude decaying flesh and broken bones that were forced into a new shape. My days are just as unsteady. I feel tugged towards the shore as if swallowed by a great emptiness. An in-transient loneliness. I should go see what my friends are doing. [unintelligible scribbles] Cold. Wet. Moist. My body hurts: my jaw aches and my head feels light. I cannot find the others. The warehouse is empty besides bits of rotting and decrepit whales and that monster hanging from the ceiling. Its mouth is curved in all the wrong places. They've done a horrible job at creating the whale. They? My head aches - something numb fills my head but then my mind coils and curls in all the wrong places. My stomach feels empty and my teeth hurt so much. The ocean. I need to go to the ocean. Footnotes 1. Also known as the bowhead whale. 2. These effigies are non-anomalous. 3. The filter-feeding system used by cetaceans to filter prey from water. |
SCP-5832 | safe | Item #: SCP-5832 Special Containment Procedures: A Foundation front company has purchased the building containing SCP-5832 and falsely classified it as condemned to discourage trespassing. A single guard is to be stationed on-location to ensure security. The entrance to SCP-5832 is to be monitored via remote surveillance. Description: SCP-5832 is an apartment consisting of a hallway with two opposing rooms at its end. Those who enter the area are entirely unable to vocalize. Other deliberately-generated forms of noise like clapping or playing an instrument are possible, and other sounds are not affected. Evidence suggests that the anomaly was at one time inhabited, though the apartment seems not to have been entered for at least two years. A small metal placard under the apartment number reads “Department of Abnormalities.” The leftmost room appears to be a child’s bedroom, painted pink. The paint has no anomalous properties, but contains dangerous amounts of lead and has peeled heavily. The contents of the leftmost room are listed below: A 16-pack of Crayola crayons and a Disney Princess activity book. All images of Prince Adam (from Beauty and the Beast) have been colored over and scratched out in red. The red crayon has not otherwise been used. A Webkinz plush black labrador retriever. In several places, fur is crusted over with an unidentified substance. A Nintendo DS and a cartridge for Animal Crossing: Wild World. The game was functional in all aspects save that when an NPC was engaged in conversation, no dialogue would appear in the resulting bubble. The player character’s personal commentary on achievements or actions was also missing. Other text was not affected. Based on the presence of certain time-locked features in the game, it had been played continuously for at least nine months. A white wooden dresser. Contents of the dresser include a charm bracelet with one attached charm resembling a birthday cake with seven candles. Also found inside were several opened and partly emptied packages of Pull-ups disposable training pants, and three identical Disney princess t-shirts in a child’s medium size. All three shirts are heavily stained. The rightmost room is a small bathroom with linoleum flooring. It contains a pink toothbrush and a tube of Crest children’s toothpaste, as well as a plastic “booster” stool under the toilet seat. No toilet paper or other hygiene products are present. There is a large crack in the bathtub’s sealant. The sink and bathtub faucet are functional and non-anomalous. Water samples taken from the toilet reveal trace amounts of amniotic fluid. These traces persist despite multiple flushes. A plastic cup sits on the bathroom counter. The contents have congealed, but chemical analysis revealed it to be a mixture of apple juice and mifepristone. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5832" by AbsentmindedNihilist, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5832. 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-5833 | safe | SCP-5833: With Their Legs Tied Up in Knots Author: Cyvstvi. Image Credit: See comments. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Cyvstvi With Their Legs Tied Up in Knots by Cyvstvi More by this author 2/5833 LEVEL 2/5833 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-5833 Safe Special Containment Procedures: Due to the nature of SCP-5833, the anomaly has become inextricably integrated within the structure of the Bijela farmstead barn. As such, removal and relocation of the anomaly is deemed impossible. Description: SCP-5833 is the designation given to a poorly constructed carnomantic anomaly situated within the hayloft of the Bijela farmstead, located on the outskirts of Čazma, Croatia, Yugoslavia. The bulk of SCP-5833 is a large, misshapen lump of human flesh that has become fused with the hay bales and wooden decking of the barn. A pair of appendages are visible at the base of the structure, emerging from beneath the hayloft itself; these appendages resemble a pair of entwined legs. High concentrations of Похоть1, a narcotic substance produced by GoI-0432 ("The Hunter's Black Lodge"), were found within the anomaly's bloodstream. Despite being biologically deceased, SCP-5833 has been observed performing limited motor functions such as muscle spasms and writhing movements beneath the skin. Unverified accounts of unintelligible vocalisations have been reported by a select number of individuals exposed to SCP-5833. Addendum 5833.1: Discovery SCP-5833 was discovered on July 13th, 1963 by Tomislav Kovač, the former owner of the Bijela farmstead, upon hearing sounds originating from the hayloft. He later described these sounds as resembling human grunting and moaning noises. On July 12th, 1963, Maria Kovač, aged 16, had disappeared, believed by her father and the local community to have eloped with Vuk Bogumil, a Yugoslavian male, aged 18. Vuk Bogumil was wanted by the Yugoslavian police in connection with suspected narcotics trafficking. Yugoslavian police investigations into the disappearance are on-going as of writing. Footnotes 1. English: "Lust/carnality". ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5833" by Cyvstvi, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5833. 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-5834 | safe | SCP-5834: Tender Sausage of The Ocean by Sebarus ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 5834 Level1 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo SCP-5834 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5834 is held in a standard aquarium at Site-19 along with a collection of non-anomalous fish to provide detritus. All personnel are required to take a neural blocker before coming in visual contact with SCP-5834, and anyone affected by SCP-5834 must be placed under confined surveillance until the effect wears off. Description: SCP-5834 is a black sea cucumber (Holothuria forskali). People who view SCP-5834 will begin to regard it as their ideal romantic partner. Affected persons will often go to great lengths to spend time with and court SCP-5834 in various ways. They are unable to recognize the anomalous effect on themselves, believing their actions to be fully rational. This behavior will continue until the individual goes a week without visual contact with SCP-5834. By all other means, SCP-5834 appears to be a standard member of its species. ▶ Addendum 5834.1 ◀ ▼ Close ▼ Acquisition Record: The following is a record of requests and purchases for SCP-5834's containment, as comprised by the lead researcher, Doctor Jacob Ducrotay. Date Price Description Reason Status 08.03.20 10$ An inlet guard for the tanks pump. An unprotected pump inlet can pose a danger for SCP-5834. Approved 17.04.20 60$ Additional betta fish. A few of the fish in SCP-5834's tank died recently and the current amount cannot produce enough detritus to feed SCP-5834. Approved 26.04.20 154.95$ A bigger tank. SCP-5834 has seemed a little depressed lately. I suspect that their current tank is not big enough for water to flow freely enough for its vascular system. Approved 03.05.20 73.84$ An assortment of decorations for the new tank. 5834's aquarium is awfully bleak. They deserve some color in their life. Denied ▶ Addendum 5834.2 ◀ ▼ Close ▼ Incident Report 5834.1: Due to the suspicion raised by Dr. Ducrotay's unorthodox purchase requests, an inspection of his work was ordered by Human Resources and authorized by the Site Director. As part of the inspection, a neural scan was performed on Dr. Ducrotay, revealing that he had fallen under the effects of SCP-5834. Combing through containment logs revealed that Ducrotay had forgotten to take a neural blocker on 20.04.20, while bringing in the new fish. ▶ Interview 5834.1 ◀ ▼ Close ▼ INTERVIEWER: Doctor Sarah Serafis INTERVIEWEE: Doctor Jacob Ducrotay FOREWORD: The following is a transcript of a post-inspection interview done immediately after the influence of a cognitohazardous effect on Dr. Ducrotay was discovered. Dr. Serafis: Hello Jacob. How are you doing? Dr. Ducrotay: Not well. Not well at all, Sarah. I've been cooped up in this room for 5 hours without anyone giving me any information on when I can see 5834 again! Dr. Serafis: (stifles a chuckle) You really got yourself charmed by an invertebrate, then? That's so unfortunate, you're never gonna live this down. Dr. Ducrotay: I'm not ashamed. I'd scream it from the mountaintops! I'd paint their visage on the Central Park Tower. I'd- Dr. Serafis: We'd prefer if you didn't, though. And if that's the case, why didn't you report it? Dr. Ducrotay: I'm in love, not dumb, Serafis. I knew you'd think that I've been affected by an anomaly. Dr. Serafis: That's exactly what's happened, though. You've been researching SCP-5834 for a good while now, you know this is exactly what it does. Dr. Ducrotay: Not to me. What we have is real. Dr. Serafis: You know it doesn't even have a brain, right? It can't think, and certainly not love. Dr. Ducrotay: This is a matter of the soul, not the brain. Dr. Serafis: It breathes through its anus, Jacob. Dr. Ducrotay: I know, isn't it sophisticated? (Dr. Serafis sighs and opens an image file on her infopad and sets it in front of Dr. Ducrotay.) Dr. Serafis: These are the results of your neural scan. Your brain shows clear signs of anomalous alteration. You wrote your thesis on mind-affecting creatures, you know this. Dr. Ducrotay: Well it's not an exact science now, is it? Scans like this are easily misinterpreted. Dr. Serafis: (sighs) If you say so. Regardless, I'm gonna have to put you on unpaid leave. You're also gonna have to stay on-site until this blows over. We can't risk yourself running around making yourself look like a crazy person. Dr. Ducrotay: Very well. At least I'll be close to 5834. Dr. Serafis: Oh, no. Your access to SCP-5834 has been revoked and you'll be transferred to another project once you're back to normal. Dr. Ducrotay: What? This is outrageous! A travesty! When has the SCP Foundation become an authoritarian regime? Does love mean nothing anymore? Is- (Dr. Serafis gets up and walks away) Dr. Serafis: I need a drink. [END LOG] ▶ Addendum 5834.3 ◀ ▼ Close ▼ Incident Log 5834.2: A few days following the beginning of his leave, Dr. Jacob Ducrotay took advantage of his knowledge about site protocol to sneak out of his quarters and into the Biological Containment Sector during a moment where site security was weakened due to overlapping guard shifts. He gained access to SCP-5834's containment cell, apparently having hidden a keycard on his person. He was found shortly afterwards, submerged in SCP-5834's aquarium and holding on to the anomaly, covered in viscera after SCP-5834 had seemingly eviscerated itself on him due to distress1. Dr. Ducrotay had to be forcibly removed from the containment cell, during which he was heard shouting to SCP-5834 that "[he would] come back for [it]" and that "they can't keep us separated forever". Security on Dr. Ducrotay has been tightened accordingly. ▶ Addendum 5834.4 ◀ ▼ Close ▼ Incident Report 5834.3: On 27.04.20, Dr. Jacob Ducrotay orchestrated a site-wide emergency under anomalous influence. The following is the transcript of a surveillance log following the events of the incident: [BEGIN LOG] [07:06] - Dr. Ducrotay exits an air ventilation shaft leading into an armory adjacent to the Biological Containment Sector. He had likely entered the ventilation system from his quarters in order to circumvent the guard placed outside his door. [07:08] - Dr. Ducrotay removes an Electric Incapacitation Tool from the shelf, inputs a charge pack, and hides it in his coat. He then exits the armory. [07:12] - Dr. Ducrotay is seen roaming the halls of the Biological Containment Sector, seemingly searching for something and trying to remain inconspicuous. A security guard walks past Dr. Ducrotay, they nod to each other. Once the guard is past him, Dr. Ducrotay turns around and shoots the guard with the EIT, rendering them unconscious. He then steals their keycard and quickly walks away. [07:20] - The doctor uses the keycard to open the cells of 16 anomalies of various containment classes. All released SCPs have been deemed to pose little to no risk to human life. The site's automatic security systems kick in, indicating an on-going containment breach. Dr. Ducrotay begins making his way towards the northern part of the Containment Sector. [07:25] - While the rest of the site is distracted by the breach, Dr. Ducrotay enters SCP-5834's containment cell. He removes a plastic bag from storage. [07:26] - Dr. Ducrotay: I told you I would come back for you, my love. [07:27] - Dr. Ducrotay removes SCP-5834 from its aquarium and places it in the bag, along with some water. [07:43] - Due to the on-going emergency and a few uses of the IET, Dr. Ducrotay manages to make it outside with SCP-5834. [07:44] - Dr. Ducrotay: Freedom, it is almost ours. Then we can live our own terms, free from their judgemental gazes! [07:46] - Dr. Ducrotay enters his car with SCP-5834. He starts up the engine, and drives through the checkpoint of the site. [END LOG] Afterword: A security patrol was quickly sent after Dr. Ducrotay and SCP-5834 once their absence was noticed. Dr. Ducrotay was apprehended a few kilometers away from the site, where he had tried to run into the woods after the road was blocked. SCP-5834 fell out of the bag it was held in when Dr. Ducrotay was tackled to the ground by an operative, but did not suffer notable injuries. Dr. Ducrotay has been brought back to the site, and will be held in a holding cell under constant surveillance until the influence of SCP-5834 wears off. ▶ Addendum 5834.5 ◀ ▼ Close ▼ Human Resources Department Back To Action Fitness Review Employee ID Number: 78693342 Employee Name: Doctor Jacob Ducrotay Job Position: Senior Researcher specializing in biological anomalies with mind-affecting properties. Reason For Review: Sloppiness on duty, exposure to an anomaly, wasting Foundation resources, causation of a large scale containment breach and overall unacceptable behavior. Due to recent events pertaining Dr. Jacob Ducrotay and SCP-5834, Dr. Ducrotay's fitness as a Foundation employee has been called to question. Within a timespan of only two weeks, he has caused a series of events that could be referred to as disastrous. It should be noted, however, that these actions were performed under the influence of an anomaly that was clouding his judgement. Thus not all blame can be placed on Ducrotay himself. The real question here then is, whether the instigating event, forgetting or ignoring to follow an item's containment procedures to their full extent, hints at a grander inadequacy. After careful consideration, Human Resources has come to the conclusion that Dr. Ducrotay is not unfit for duty, but that this incident should be remembered if his performance comes to question in the future, and that his work should be put under increased scrutiny for the time being. We are also cutting his pay to amend for the financial drain caused by his transgression. This conclusion was reached due to multiple factors, but the main points to raise are the influence of human error and the fact that no lives were lost in the containment breach. Additional Notes: Dr. Jacob Ducrotay has requested amnesticization. This request has been denied. Footnotes 1. Evisceration refers to some holothurians' ability to eject their organs through their anus as a means to distract predators. This process is harmless for the animals, which can regenerate lost organs in a matter of days. |
SCP-5835 | euclid | Item#: SCP-5835 Special Containment Procedures: Containment of SCP-5835 can only be achieved through the designation of a human subject in Foundation custody as SCP-5835-A (currently, D-69273 at Site-59 has been designated SCP-5835-A-27.) In the event of SCP-5835 being released from SCP-5835-1, either through a Forgiveness Event or the subject's death, a new host is to be designated through the following procedure: A D-class staff member will be selected.1 The candidate will repeat the statement "Yellow is the ugliest color in the world, and I wish I could never, ever, ever see it again." (This statement has been determined to be the most effective in initiating SCP-5835-A.) Following the initial SCP-5835 manifestation event, the SCP-5835-A instance will be given preventative anger management seminars to ensure long-term containment. Description: SCP-5835 is a tutelary parasite2 that takes the form of a male domestic canary3. It is capable of speech and answers to the name "Mr. Cadmium Charleston Conrad Cole the Canary-Colored Canary, Esquire", or "Cadmium" for short. SCP-5835 appears only when a human subject expresses a desire to no longer see the color yellow. When this happens, SCP-5835 will manifest before the human subject, remove their ability to perceive yellow, then disappear. (The location of SCP-5835 between manifestation events is unknown.) Subjects have described yellow objects appearing to be white or gray. While the perception of the color yellow is not necessary for human life4, SCP-5835 will continue to manifest before the subject, harassing them with facts about the color and its apparent importance. During this time, the subject is designated SCP-5835-A. SCP-5835 will continue its binding to SCP-5835-A until either the apology or death of the subject. Multiple instances of SCP-5835-A cannot exist at the same time. Additionally, as demonstrated by SCP-5835-13 and corresponding behavioral citations, SCP-5835 is unaffected by blunt-force trauma and gunfire. Addendum: Manifestation Logs for SCP-5835-16 First Manifestation: Date: 7/12/2017 Location: Site-59, Testing Room B12 Time: 09:35 EST <Begin Log> Dr. Mundy: Read from the sheet of paper. D-29583: Um… "I hate yellow." Dr. Mundy: Use the exact wording. D-29583: What? Dr. Mundy: Your cooperation is mandatory. D-29583: I said I hate yellow. This says basically the same thing. The fuck's your problem? Dr. Mundy: You need to — [hesitates.] Actually, fine. Use that energy, really resent the color. D-29583: Sure. Fuck yellow. Yellow's a piece of shit. I hope someone comes along and kicks yellow in the dick. [SCP-5835 manifests.] SCP-5835: Tweetle-y-woo and howdy-doo! D-29583: Uh… SCP-5835: "Uhhh," yourself! The name's Cadmium! When I looked in the mirror this fine yellow morning, a little birdie told me that you got a problem with the best color in the ding-dang world! D-29583: I mean, I was just saying what that guy over there told me to— SCP-5835: Oh, excuses, excuses! You dug this hole with your own two hands, mister — and by golly-gee-whillikers, you're gonna stew in it! I'll grant your wish — no more yellow for you! [D-29583 becomes SCP-5835-A-16. SCP-5835 disappears.] SCP-5835-A-16: The fuck was that? <end log> Second Manifestation: Date: 7/16/2017 Location: Site-59, D-Class block, Cell 1594 Time: 13:40 EST <begin log> [SCP-5835-A-16 eats from his provided lunch tray. SCP-5835 manifests on his mashed potatoes.] SCP-5835-A-16: Oh, fucking Christ— SCP-5835: Whatcha eatin'? In the wild, knowing what the color of your food means can even save your gol-dern life! SCP-5835-A-16: Get off my food. Now. SCP-5835: Sure thing! But first, pop quiz: what am I standin' on? Is it mashed potatoes? Hominy grits? Mac & cheese? Tappity-oka? [Approx. ten seconds of silence.] SCP-5835: …answer, please. SCP-5835-A-16: It's oatmeal, now fuck off. SCP-5835: Wrong! It was mashed potatoes all along! Perhaps if you had an expanded color spectrum, you could have — SCP-5835-A-16: Go. Away. SCP-5835: Toodle-oo! [SCP-5835 aggressively defecates on the mashed potatoes, then disappears.] SCP-5835-A-16: [incoherent screaming] <end log> Final Manifestation Date: 7/25/2017 Location: Site-59, D-Class block, Cell 1594 Time: 01:45 EST <begin log> [SCP-5835-A-16 sleeps in his cot. SCP-5835 manifests on his nose.] SCP-5835: Havin' a dream? SCP-5835-A-16: [stirring from sleep] …huh? SCP-5835: Notice anything different? Anything… missing? SCP-5835-A-16: I'm trying to fucking sleep! SCP-5835: But since you hate yellow so much, I thought I'd take away all the marigolds and dandelions from your dreams! Oh well, suppose you won't miss 'em anyway! SCP-5835-A-16: Look, I don't even hate yellow anymore. I hate you. GO AWAY! [SCP-5835 hums to indicate thinking for approximately 15 seconds. SCP-5835-A-16 feels around for his shoe.] SCP-5835: Well, I suppose I could bring yellow back. Left hand on your heart, and your right hand raise, and solemnly swear as I solemnly say's! [SCP-5835-A-16 moves his hands as indicated.] SCP-5835: Do you swear, on everything good and yellow, that you're gonna love the color of bees and honey and lemons and bananas for as long as you shall live, and never again sully its name with such a disgusting wish as the one you made to have it disappear, So Help You Jaune? SCP-5835-A-16: Yes. Fine. SCP-5835: And the next time you see a bright little tulip of the yellow persuasion, your heart will aflutter with the happiest of pitter-patterings, for it is now your favoritest of favorite colors? SCP-5835-A-16: Sure. I swear. Are we done here? SCP-5835: And if yellow ever comes up to you, can it do whatever it wants to your mind, body, life, soul, and feelings? SCP-5835-A-16: Yes, I — wait, what? SCP-5835: Tweetle-y-dee! [SCP-5835 demanifests in an explosion, causing minor facial burns to D-29583.] <end log> Footnotes 1. As of Incident-5835-51, in which Junior Researcher Jacobs was killed when a SCP-5835 manifestation interrupted her maintenance check of the SCP-████ enclosure, only D-class personnel are to be used as SCP-5835-A. 2. "…while none of these types of reality-bending entities can be traced back to a single source, tutelary parasites all share a common purpose: defenders of abstract concepts from dissent. Though apparently omniscient, their potential for direct hostility is limited…" Dr. Isaiah Henderson, Advanced Classification of Reality Benders, 1987 3. Serinus canaria domestica 4. It should be noted that Junior Researcher Jacobs became an instance of SCP-5835-A by writing this article. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5835" by daveyoufool, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-5836 | safe | close Info X SCP-5836: "To Nobel Peace You Must Prepare For War" by: Doctor Fullham ♫ Doctor Fullham's Author Page ♫ Crit Credits: ManyMeats MalyceGraves JakdragonX Zoobeeny Lt Flops Mew-ltiverse Calibold detectiveroscoe 85.19% (+69) 14.81% (-12) -% (+0) -% (-0) Secure Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-5836 are to be kept in a Secure Anomalous Item Locker in the Hazardous Materials Wing of Site-73. Due to a limited supply, testing with SCP-5836 must be approved by the Site Director and at least one Level 4 researcher. Mnestics are to be administered after every test in order to counteract the cognitohazardous effects of SCP-5836 activation. Description: SCP-5836-1 to -13 refers to individual instances of nitroglycerin dynamite with 15cm black powder fuses and standard copper and mercury nitrate blasting caps. When an instance of SCP-5836 is detonated via its attached fuse and blasting cap1, any person who visually perceives the ensuing explosion will lose all knowledge of any of Alfred Bernhard Nobel's patents, other than the patent for nitroglycerin dynamite. This effect is retained in video recordings of the detonations. Discovery: The effects of SCP-5836 were discovered when Jack Lilliard, a history student studying Nobel's legacy at the University of Minnesota Rochester campus, viewed footage of an early test detonation, presumably involving an instance of SCP-5836. Following the viewing, Lilliard began shouting at his roommate, claiming that he had "forgotten months of study in an instant" and "would never have time to study Nobel's 300-some-odd patents2 before the presentation on Monday." Lilliard was given a drug screening and sent to an on-campus counselor under the assumption that he was suffering a pre-finals nervous breakdown, an occurrence common among college students. Foundation assets within the faculty were alerted when Lilliard repeatedly insisted that the cause behind his sudden selective amnesia was the contents of the video he had watched. MTF Sigma-39 "Got A Light?" was dispatched to search Nobel's collected belongings to ascertain the source of the anomalous effects. Addendum 5836-A The following is a handwritten journal entry discovered among the possessions recovered by MTF Sigma-39 from the Nobel Prize Museum in Stockholm, Sweden. It was found inside a wooden crate containing 20 instances of SCP-5836. Sunday, 15th April, 1888 Two days ago, I read a surprising obituary - my own. My brother Ludvig, God rest his soul, passed on Thursday. Several prominent French newspapers mistakenly assumed that it was I who had passed. One of them printed the statement "Le marchand de la mort est mort", which I believe translates roughly to "The Merchant of Death has died." The Merchant of Death. I have created so many tools, both those of war and those of industry. But for me to be named thus - it has given me pause. It has made me think about the legacy of the Nobel name, and my role in that legacy. I do not wish for our name to be thought of alongside war and death. My father and brother, rest their souls, deserve far better than that. It has been said that to know peace, you must first prepare for war. I have spent my life creating weapons of war. Perhaps it is time to embrace peace. Footnotes 1. Replacing the wick or blasting cap, or detonating via other means has produced only a standard dynamite explosion. 2. There are over 350 patents in Alfred Nobel's name, a majority of which are for weapons. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5836" by Doctor Fullham, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5836. 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-5837 | neutralized | ITEM #: SCP-5837 LEVEL- CONTAINMENT CLASS: NEUTRALIZED DISRUPTION CLASS: VLAM ITEM: SCP-5837 LEVEL- CONTAINMENT CLASS: NEUTRALIZED DISRUPTION CLASS: VLAM First known manifestation of SCP-5837. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5837 was declared neutralized on 20/03/2013. No further containment procedures are necessary at this time. [VIEW] Archived Special Containment Procedures: [CLOSE] Archived Special Containment Procedures: Site-112 is to be evacuated until further notice. All personnel previously stationed at Site-112 are to undergo testing for anomalous exposure and receive memetic inoculation at Provisional Site-112B. Failure of Site-112 personnel to report to Provisional Site-112B may result in disciplinary action and temporary containment. MTF Iota-2 ("Homekeepers") have been dispatched to ascertain the cause and potential threat of SCP-5837. Any personnel incapable of leaving Site-112 must comply with any and all requests provided by Iota-2, and are to assist them in their navigation of Site-112 if requested. Description: SCP-5837 designates a series of anomalous events that occurred within Site-112 over a period of two days.1 These events included the anomalous appearances of print media and foreign objects, spatial restructuring of Site facilities and architectural features, and the manifestations of yet-unidentified liquids and solids. A review of security footage indicates that the first known manifestation of SCP-5837 occurred at 6:58 am, on 19/03/2013. At this time, a series of posters spontaneously appeared in communal spaces throughout Site-112. These manifestations were composed of ink printed on exceedingly thick wax paper and instructed individuals within Site-112 to contact "ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b" with suggestions on how to improve an unspecified "home."2 Due to the nature of this manifestation, a number of Foundation personnel reported the appearance of the posters to their supervisors, and they were subsequently removed. However, an estimated 15-20 emails were sent to the provided email address; due to the vague nature of the poster, these emails contained suggested changes that could be implemented at Site-112, ranging from minor quality of life concerns to large renovations of research and containment facilities. Over the period of the following twelve hours, numerous anomalous events took place that appeared to correspond to the requests made by Site-112 personnel. A small percentage of the requests also received a return email. A selection of these communications, and the theorized associated anomalous events, have been included below. Addendum 1: Email Communications Relating to SCP-5837 [19/03/2021-21/03/2021]: To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b From: ui.211pcs|wel_adnama#ui.211pcs|wel_adnama Subject: Small request! Hi! I'm not sure if this is an anonymous request platform or something else? Either way, I was wondering if it would be possible to get the water cooler back in the Archives staff room? Thanks! Amanda. To: ui.211pcs|wel_adnama#ui.211pcs|wel_adnama From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b Subject: RE: Small request! Water is good, yes. We need water. Will give water. And the nectar. Nectar is good too. Good for all. Manifestation: Various unopened vessels, ranging from five-gallon plastic water containers to individual bottles manifested gradually throughout Site-112 over the period of four hours. Additionally, a smaller quantity of unsealed containers appeared partially filled with an unidentified amber-coloured liquid. To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b From: ui.211pcs|elggodcm_ecnal#ui.211pcs|elggodcm_ecnal Subject: Plumbing, men's room C-level Hey, I've sent like, four emails to maintenance about the clogged toilets in the men's room on C-level. Any chance those will be fixed soon? Lance. To: ui.211pcs|elggodcm_ecnal#ui.211pcs|elggodcm_ecnal From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b Subject: RE: Plumbing, men's room C-level communal. Manifestation: The internal geometry of sub-level C was reorganized on 19/03/2021 at 10:24 am. Following this altercation, the male-and-female-designated lavatories were unified into a significantly larger space. Continuous water flow created by a series of pipes in the ceiling led to an apparent drainage system. Sub-level C was subsequently placed on a temporary, isolated lockdown. Three individuals located in the lavatories prior to this event remain unaccounted for. To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b From: ui.211pcs|htimS_lerraD#ui.211pcs|htimS_lerraD Subject: Some new chow? So I know they're working as hard as possible down in the kitchens but "has FOOD" doesn't mean we've always got to have the same food, right? Maybe we could mix it up a bit? Taco Tuesday or something, I don't know? I feel like we're getting fed the same thing as those creeps down in the basement, doesn't seem too good for morale, huh? D- To: ui.211pcs|htimS_lerraD#ui.211pcs|htimS_lerraD From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b Subject: RE: Some new chow? Diversity of intake is good. Mixes well. Keeps the home happy, keeps the home healthy, makes the home productive. Enjoy. Be happy. Be healthy. Be productive. Be GOOD. Manifestation: At 12:04 pm, approximately 600 potted, flowering plants of varying species appeared within the communal cafeteria of Site-112. The overhead sprinklers subsequently activated for a period of ten minutes. As a result, the entirety of Site-112 was placed on emergency lockdown. To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b From: ui.211pcs|sregor_acissej#ui.211pcs|sregor_acissej Subject: Change of view Any chance I could get a corner office? Or at least something with a view? To: ui.211pcs|sregor_acissej#ui.211pcs|sregor_acissej From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b Subject: The air is good. Stretch your wings and fly. Leave and come back, bring it back with you. Bring it back to make it good. Good and healthy. Good and happy. Manifestation: Site-112 underwent significant anomalous restructuring, as all on-site offices were re-located to have a direct opening onto the outside world. This included sub-level D, housing the Archives department, being relocated above-ground adjacent to the main building of Site-112. As a result, various sections of the Site collapsed into the vacant space. A general evacuation of Site-112 was activated, with personnel being temporarily relocated to Provisional Site-112B, as per protocol. To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b From: ui.211pcs|essorced_ffej#ui.211pcs|essorced_ffej Subject: Containment Efficency Hello, If the people upstairs really want to improve things here, enhancing the efficiency of containment procedures should be their chief concern. I've been working on a report for a few months now, and you would not believe how much we waste on materials! That's not even getting into the financial impact! And the amount of time that could be saved by just a few small changes! I've attached my report below. I've still got some research to do, but it should lay out the steps we can start taking now. I'd be happy to volunteer myself for a committee addressing [EXTRANEUOUS DATA REMOVED] […] So let me know when you want to talk, Dr. Decrosse. To: ui.211pcs|essorced_ffej#ui.211pcs|essorced_ffej From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b Subject: RE: Containment Efficency Inefficient is not good. Efficiency is good. Containment efficiency will be ensured. Manifestation: At 11:37 pm, all humanoid containment cells within Site-112 underwent an anomalous restructuring. Both standard and non-standard cells were altered in shape to form a series of hexagonal rooms, 2.5m in height and 5.3m in depth. As a result, numerous Special Containment Procedures were incapable of functioning as intended, leading to a cascading series of containment breaches. Due to the previous evacuation of Site-112's staff, initial casualties were minimal. MTF Epsilon-11 ("Nine-Tailed Fox") were deployed to recontain or neutralize hostile anomalies. Upon their arrival, they discovered that all entrances to the humanoid containment wing had been encased in several meters of a wax-like substance. This substance displayed an anomalous level of rigidity and tactile strength preventing Epsilon-11 from accessing the containment wing. Addendum 2: Report - MTF Iota-2 ("Homekeepers") Following the confirmation from Epsilon-11 that the humanoid anomalies within Site-112 were functionally contained within their wing by an anomalous substance, MTF Iota-2 ("Homekeepers") were deployed to ascertain the cause of the anomalous events. During their sweep of Site-112, Iota-2 uncovered evidence of the unapproved activation of an experimental device within a Research & Development laboratory. This device, intended to enhance the passive perception of the human conscious to identify anomalous events, was in the prototype stage and had not been approved for practical experimentation. While disassembling the device, Iota-2 uncovered the corpse of an Apis mellifera3 within the amplification coils. A computer in the laboratory displayed an email client associated with ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b and the following unsent message: To: From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b Subject: Sorry I could not make it work. I could not make it better. I could not make it good. I could not make it safe. I could not make it warm. I could not make it nice. Home is breaking. You are leaving. I am sorry. Following the identification of a likely cause responsible for SCP-5837, its designation has since been changed to Neutralized. Footnotes 1. From 19/03/2013 to 20/03/2013. 2. Subsequent anomalous activity implies this location refers to Site-112. 3. Western honey bee. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5837" by DodoDevil, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5837. 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-5838 | euclid | Item#: 5838 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: notice link to memo View from the base of Horseshoe Falls. Special Containment Procedures: The Foundation has embedded memetic agents in promotional advertisements and tourism material related to Niagara Falls1 to dissuade individuals from entering the Niagara River in close proximity to Horseshoe Falls. Additional memetic agents are embedded on signage throughout the Canadian city of Niagara Falls and viewing platforms to induce similar effects. Members of Mobile Task Force Theta-4 ("The Smaller Boat") have been placed on standby under the guise of Canadian Search and Rescue personnel. Should an individual or group of individuals be in danger of falling over the brink of Horseshoe Falls, Theta-4 is to deploy a quick-response air-and river-borne intervention to detain the subject(s). Should this intervention be successful, all such individuals are to be detained by the Foundation and administered amnestics before being released into local hospital facilities. If an individual perishes following an unsuccessful intervention, no further Foundation involvement is necessary. Description: SCP-5838 is a phenomenon that affects individuals as they descend from the Niagara River into the plunge pool of Horseshoe Falls. When an individual is swept over the brink of Horseshoe Falls, between two to six SCP-5838-1 instances will manifest in close proximity to them. SCP-5838 instances resemble members of the Ursus americanus species.2 Upon manifestation, SCP-5838-1 instances will attempt to surround the falling individual with their bodies. In all but one recorded case,3 the protection afforded by the SCP-5838-1 instances ensured the descent was not fatal to the individuals.4 However, the impact routinely results in the death of all manifested SCP-5838-1 instances. The recovered corpses do not display any anomalous properties and appear identical to non-anomalous Ursus americanus specimens in all applicable tests. Manifestation of SCP-5838-1 instance, 23/10/2008. Addendum - A-1: On 23/10/2008, Jasper Argyle fell into the Niagara River 150m upriver of Horseshoe Falls after climbing over the safety railing to urinate while inebriated. Theta-4 failed to recover the individual before his plummet over the brink of the Horseshoe Falls. Subsequently, a singular SCP-5838-1 instance manifested and proceeded to aggressively maul Jasper for the duration of his descent. The severely damaged corpse of Jasper Argyle was recovered, while the SCP-5838-1 instance survived and evaded capture. Foundation research determined that Jasper Argyle was a large game hunter from Barrie, Ontario who - on several occasions - had engaged in the illegal poaching of endangered animals in North America and the Indian subcontinent. Addendum - A-2: On 04/06/2011, between 70 and 120 semi-corporeal entities composed of water vapour and resembling members of the Ursus americanus species in shape and dimension emerged from the plunge pool of Horseshoe Falls over a period of approximately 1 hour. These entities, designated SCP-5838-2, displayed highly social behaviour during the following 4 hours. This concluded when three animals, an adult Ursus americanus and two accompanying cubs, were seen progressing along the rocky outcroppings on the Canadian side of Horseshoe Fall's plunge pool. Upon their arrival, the SCP-5838-2 entities conglomerated around the three specimens. The juvenile cubs were coaxed towards the entities by the adult, at which point the grouped SCP-5838-2 entities proceeded to bow their heads towards the trio. Subsequently, individual SCP-5838-2 entities approached the cubs and engaged in playful behaviour for a period of 20 minutes. Following this display, all SCP-5838-2 entities moved towards the waterfall, whereupon the recognizable form of their bodies dissipated. Foundation personnel disseminated misinformation that the apparent manifestations were the result of an experimental light show. The following text was later found engraved in the rock formely occupied by the Ursus americanus specimen: + VIEW: [Addendum - A-1] Engraving Transcription. - CLOSE: [Addendum - A-1] Engraving Transcription. SAFE IN A BEAR-EL When you are faced with a terrifying drop Know that we will be there To bear you away safely From all harm - The Obearwatch Command But still Stay away from the falls Please Footnotes 1. The grouping of three waterfalls along the Niagara River, located on the border of Ontario, Canada and New York State, The United States of America. 2. North American Black Bear. 3. See Addendum - A-1. 4. Falling individuals protected by SCP-5838-1 instances still suffer a variety of injuries, ranging from minor to life-threatening. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5838" by DodoDevil, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5838. 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: Falls.jpg Name: Cataratas del Niagara desde el barco Author: isol License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Category:Niagara_Falls#/media/File:Cataratas_del_Niagara_desde_el_barco_-_panoramio.jpg Filename: Bear2.jpg Name: Swimming Black Bear Author: BigWindyORFire License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: https://search.creativecommons.org/photos/f8640078-ac50-4dd1-8232-bc189db1caf9 |
SCP-5839 | neutralized | Item #: SCP-5839 Special Containment Procedures: All documents sent between SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 are archived in Archival Site-33. Individual documents may be viewed upon official request. SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 are to be kept under observation of senior staff on site. Description: SCP-5839 refers to a phenomenon that the Foundation utilized between 1970 and 1975. It was an anomaly that allowed paperwork between SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 to shift temporally. SCP-5839-1 was a researcher assigned to Site-65, age 24, named Neil Schofield. It possessed the ability to send handwritten notes addressed to SCP-5839-2 five years into the future. SCP-5839-2 was an archivist on Archival Site-33, age 25, named Ella Hauser. It possessed the ability to send handwritten notes addressed to SCP-5839-1 five years back into the past. SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 did not possess their abilities simultaneously. Instead, the ability to send notes to a different time period was transferred from SCP-5839-1 to SCP-5839-2 during the events of Addendum-2. SCP-5839 has been used by the Foundation for the following purposes; Recovering damaged or lost documents. Tracking and containment of undiscovered anomalies. Preventing containment breaches and incidents. Arresting agents of GoI's and finding other Persons of Interest. Discovery: The notes of SCP-5839-1 on SCP-5978 kept disappearing after being written. It was discovered that this was not a side effect of the studied anomaly. Before an internal audit and disciplinary action were carried out, a note appeared before senior staff where the notes of SCP-5839-1 were supposed to be. 08/05/1975 To researcher Neil Schofield and his superiors, I finally have obtained your notes regarding SCP-5978 that disappeared 5 years ago. I assume they were a request for me to provide some outdated documents from its prior researchers. However, your note seems to end abruptly and for an old note, it is in remarkable condition. Would you like me to still follow up on this request? Ella Hauser Archivist on Site-33 The note was found to be dated 5 years into the future. Senior staff hypothesized that this note experienced an opposite effect of the note that disappeared. Addendum-1: Correspondence After several experiments with SCP-5839-1, another note was successfully sent into the future to request the assistance of SCP-5839-2 and the future Foundation. After two weeks of experimenting, the following conditions were identified; Each note is to be handwritten by either SCP-5839-1 or SCP-5839-2. Each note is to be addressed to the other party by name. Notes need to be sent on a physical sheet of paper, they could not be sent in other formats1. However, SCP-5839-1 showed high levels of stress when writing these notes. Upon questioning, SCP-5839-2 stated that it was not familiar with this effect. On 04/06/1970, SCP-5839-1 was transferred to Site-33. After several days it became acquainted with the present version of SCP-5839-2 who did not yet possess any anomalous features. Over time the stress of SCP-5839-1 got better the more it seemed to trust SCP-5839-2. SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 were encouraged to write each other to reduce the stress of SCP-5839-1. SCP-5839-1 also showed more interest in the present version of SCP-5839-2 because of this. Several examples are included below. 11/07/1970 To Ella Hauser, Nothing out of the ordinary happened as of late. I am really glad you told me to go on a walk today. The weather was indeed incredible. I can't do something similar for you but perhaps I can make that up to your past self. Yours sincerely, Neil Schofield 20/07/1970 To Neil Schofield, I know we can't talk too much about other anomalies except when we are asked to share notes, but today I archived a rather big file. It makes me wonder what the final size of our file will be. As for your suggestion, I'd like to take you up on that if the offer still stands. My birthday is two weeks from now, but I recall not having a lot of chances to celebrate it in the past. You'll find a recipe for cheesecake in the second note. Please, give me a slice during a break, that should cheer me up quite a bit. I'm sure you can handle it. Good luck, Ella 03/08/1970 To Ella, Firstly, I wish you a happy birthday. And yes, I gave you a slice of cheesecake. Even though she knew it was your suggestion, she appreciated the gesture. It was not as set as I would like, so now I owe her a visit to the local cafe. I don't know if this was your intention or you knew about this, I surely am not complaining. P.S. A researcher wanted me to ask about some lottery numbers. He was promptly demoted, but they are now deliberating this option of gaining funds. Your friend, Neil Schofield Addendum-2: In The Nick Of Time After successfully preventing the breaches of SCP-3589 and SCP-1297, SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 gained level 3 clearance and housing on Site-33. Occasionally they were granted access to level 4 documents for similar purposes. After working together non-stop for almost 5 years, SCP-5839-1 became more worried about the approaching five-year timestamp. Below are some of the last exchanged entries between them. 24/04/1975 Ella, So, I have been thinking a lot recently. We have been doing this for about 5 years but the Ella beside me still can't send things back into the past. Something is about to change, isn't it? Regardless of what happens I have become quite attached to her. I mean you. I mean I think you know what I mean. I know I am not supposed to ask this, but is there a way that I can stay here in the archive? We've enjoyed each other's company quite a lot for the past years but as a researcher, I am honestly hoping I won't be transferred back. I like it here and it would be a shame to part with everything. Neil P.S. I don't know how many messages we have left, so thank you for working with me. 25/04/1975 Neil, You'll see. It has been a pleasure working with you for these 5 years (again). And if you are that worried about it, just ask me to stay beside you. Your partner in time, Ella After this message, SCP-5839-1 walked to the present version of SCP-5839-2. Although the footage is blurry, SCP-5839-1 can be seen kneeling down and presenting some sort of box. After three days, it was discovered that they both had changed their marital status. SCP-5839-1 lost its anomalous characteristics whilst SCP-5839-2 gained them. It is hypothesized that the acceptance of the proposal is associated with the acceptance of the phenomenon SCP-5839-1 possessed. Shortly after this, several notes on SCP-5978 appeared on Site-65, and Site-33 was informed to open a new file in the archive. On 29/04/1980, SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 celebrated their fifth anniversary and upon renewing their vows, lost all anomalous abilities. After this, both individuals agreed to be administered with Class C amnestics to remove classified information from their memory. SCP-5839 was subsequently reclassified as Neutralized. Footnotes 1. Trying to send cassette tapes or bundles of documents with an attached note only resulted in the note being sent. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5839" by Sirslash47, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5839. 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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} } Item #: SCP-5840 Level 4/5840 Classified SCP-5840-1 instances after delivering CC Pandation bottles in Taipei, Taiwan. A similar event is occurring in Xiamen, PRRC. Special Containment Procedures Reports of SCP-5840 events occurring in China are to be investigated; strict monitoring is initiated in areas where they frequently manifest. Posters depicting 'panda diplomacy' are to be taken down. SCP-5840-1 instances are to be disproven as mascots used by local cola companies in publicity stunts. An investigation of their components and mechanisms for any signs of thaumaturgical applications is launched. Records detailing the CC Pandation, as well as their relationship to other cola companies, are to be tracked in order to ascertain their motives. Embedded personnel are to closely monitor other companies that are possibly related to it, such as the Coca-Cola Bottling Company and PepsiCo. Description SCP-5840 is a phenomenon wherein approximately 100 life-sized mobile panda automatons, designated as SCP-5840-1, will arrive at one location. SCP-5840-1 instances carry red bottles of a non-anomalous, sweet-and-sour cola, which is identified as the product of the 'CC Pandation'1 via its cursive label. SCP-5840-1 instances are harmless, as they mainly engage in business as representatives of the CC Pandation. They are notable for their quick velocity and flexibility, as well as their tendency to act in groups. During an SCP-5840 event, SCP-5840-1 instances will come from the sky via parachute2, carrying stacks of CC Pandation bottles and equipment. They will set up stalls and posters promoting their agenda within 100m of the location. Posters set up by SCP-5840-1 frequently have themes of 'panda diplomacy', encouraging the Chinese business sector to open to the modern commercial world. 40 percent of SCP-5840-1 instances will deliver three stacks of CC Pandation bottles each to nearby government buildings, as well as poverty-stricken areas, as the other instances set up stalls. An in-depth analysis of captured SCP-5840-1 instances is provided below: DOC-DTME-5840 Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE AITR-01 08/04/1977 Examination of SCP-5840-1 Instances Concerned Agency: Department of Tactical Mechanics Prepared By: Director Alan Barnett — COST ANALYSIS — SCP-5840-1 instances are determined to have been crafted using a thaumaturgic ritual involving at least 30,000 dollars worth of material per unit, with expensive maintenance afterward. Numerical markings found on them indicates that they are mass-produced. — COMPONENTS — SCP-5840-1 instances are mainly composed of stainless steel and rebar, while they move via a complex system of miniature pistons and motors. These are connected to a metal thaumaturgic core, which is responsible for powering them. A variant of the TMS 1802NC3 microprocessor is linked to several sensor modules in their heads. A 25 mm-wide 'Produced in Atlanta, Georgia' label can be found on the microprocessor. — BEHAVIOR — SCP-5840-1 instances have an IRMES score of 4.82, indicating limited artificial sapience. In solitary situations, they usually deactivate, emitting low-pitched clicking sounds. SCP-5840-1 instances quickly mobilize at the mention of topics related to the color red, soda or beverages in their vicinity. Approximately four hours after manifestation, SCP-5840-1 instances will remove their equipment and vanish from the area. Efforts to track the instances have proved unsuccessful, although sightings indicate that SCP-5870-1 instances were loaded into ships bearing a red-and-white symbol in the ports of Beihai and Dandong. In-Depth Report 5840-01 A timeline of notable SCP-5840 manifestations is provided below. DOC-TMLN-5840 Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE TM-50 09/06/1979 Timeline Log 5840-01 — BEGIN LOG — 10/25/1977 Near the Kangbashi City Government Building, 56 SCP-5840-1 instances set up several stalls and posters that state that China should lessen its restrictions on Western products. In the next two days, SCP-5840 events occur in Jiaxing, Leqing, Fuyang, and Chengdu. 11/11/1977 100 SCP-5840-1 instances set up speakers urging China to end its 'isolationism' in Shenzhen. The Chinese branch of the Foundation captured 46 of the instances, under the cover story of a law violation. 03/01/1978 120 SCP-5840-1 instances, 45 of which are smaller than normal, manifest in Shanghai. They mainly approached children, who they will occasionally give red panda-themed caps along with a soda bottle. 07/30/1978 Approximately 400 SCP-5840-1 instances lined up in the Great Wall of China, carrying large speakers emitting messages concerning worldwide friendship. 100 more instances set up stalls in the nearby cities of Baoding and Handan. As a response, the Foundation and the Chinese government convened over possible courses of action as 31 trade groups in China and Taiwan had expressed their support earlier. 09/11/1978 Holding posters declaring that China would deteriorate given its closed state, 500 SCP-5840-1 instances marched near the Forbidden City in Beijing. This was later televised, gaining approximately 21 million views. At this point, Coca-Cola suddenly cut communications with the Foundation, with embedded personnel reporting that they have been 'locked out'. 12/20/1978 Approximately 1000 SCP-5840-1 instances gathered in Taipei, Taiwan and Xiamen, China. These were carrying larger panda sculptures, which hold Chinese and American flags and are wrapped in red, fur clothing, on bamboo stilts. Large banners depicting Coca-Cola's polar bear mascot were draped onto several buildings, calling for a 'unity and between the Red and the Orange Sides'. — END LOG — Four months afterward, Chinese President Deng Xiaoping decided to slowly reopen China's trade sectors to foreign businesses, with Coca-Cola being the first firm to establish operations in 1979. Further information campaigns in China now use panda-based logos and themes. Coca-Cola's net operating revenues in its Chinese operations are expected to peak at around 600 million dollars. Update (01/05/1979) Following the O5 Council's deliberations on a possible breach of the deal made in 1924, John Paul Austin, then-CEO of the Coca-Cola Bottling Company, was interrogated by the Foundation regarding SCP-5840. DOC-INTRV-5840 Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE IN-01 01/05/1979 Interview 5840-01 Interviewer: Level-4 Diplomatic Officer Kim Morlo Interviewed: John Paul Austin Location: Executive Office, Coca-Cola Headquarters, Atlanta, USA — BEGIN INTERVIEW — John Paul Austin. Austin is discussing several documents with a group of lawyers, which he dismisses when the interview starts. Austin snickers at Morlo, and briskly puts a sheaf of documents on the table. Morlo: Good afternoon, Mr. Austin. Austin: We meet again, Mr. Morlo. <Lights a cigarette.> Morlo: We are here to inquire about a potential breach of our deal, with Coca-Cola's recent actions. I surmise that we can reach a conclusion here? Austin: I'm afraid that we have different conclusions in mind, do we? But alas, one look outside of this room shows that it's practically time now. Morlo: <Shuffles several documents.> Your actions were not in accordance with what your company has agreed upon with the Foundation, to be applicable for at least 75 years. Morlo firmly points a finger at the contract document. You do still remember that we own at least 20 percent of the company, and there are consequences. Austin: <Chuckling.> Ah, you have never changed ever since then, haven't you? I guess your watchdogs are, well, howling and biting now, as they did with Chandler back then. But let's just say that it has been 50 years since then, and Coca-Cola needs to grow. <Smiles.> Morlo: So, Mr. Austin, those actions were a deliberate part? That is considered as - Austin: Let me humor you a little bit then. The Russkies have been PepsiCo's bailiwick, while we, we have been shuttered from several markets because we're an 'imperialist' symbol. And with you keeping watch over all our projects, we have been left in the dust, on an international scale. Austin approaches the windows, and lights a cigarette. Austin: Back then, it was all about the flavor, and that abomination. Nowadays, it's all 'bout marketing, and we had the pandas. Don't you think it's an upgrade, Mr. Morlo? Morlo: We are only acting for everyone here, Mr. Austin. We're talking about your effects on a large sca - Austin: And there you go off again on that angle, just as always. We also act for everyone, you know, considering our global reach. Silence for several seconds. Austin: <Narrows eyes.> It is my responsibility - no, the whole company's, to strengthen itself against the roars of new financial frontiers, with all the means we have, including all of our, say, wondrous knowledge. China was a juicy, populous, but closed market if you will, but we can't exactly interfere too much due to the deal's provisions, no? You're too overreactive with things that we do. Businesses that are oversensitive, by the way, fail. Morlo is silent, as Austin grins widely. Morlo: I'm afraid that at this rate, your actions are only going to be unfavorable for the parties involved in the dea - Austin: Ah, the deal of course. I'm now gonna talk about what you really came for, and perhaps bring our conclusions together. With a billion Chinese unlocked, and with our campaigns in the Middle East and Southeast Asia being rather successful, I suppose that the deal still holds for you? Austin smokes a cigarette. Austin: Our analysts project Coke's growth to stack up multiple times as we expand. Considering that you are just an organization in the end, it would be a waste to not ride along, right? Plus, it's a matter of time before Pepsi or Dr. Pepper or whatever will make moves that are too much for you snowflakes over, no? Competition is stirring up, after all; we can help. Austin pours coffee into Morlo's cup. Morlo: Are you hoping for the deal to continue then? Austin: Honestly… I'm tired of your pestering, but remember what I said earlier? Use all the means we have. And perhaps, that would be also your motto, no? Once again, it's a whole wide changing world, and it doesn't hurt to have allies. <Smiles.> Morlo: I understand. I will convey your view and proposal to my superiors. Austin: Alright then. We will see if you want us to grow together. <Hands over several documents.> — END INTERVIEW — Several reports of similar Coca-Cola campaigns in Thailand, Singapore, Philippines, and Egypt4 have been received, although several of them have been confirmed to be generally non-anomalous. Coca-Cola's net operating revenues this year are expected to peak at approximately 29.6 billion dollars. Corroborating Coca-Cola's claims, reports indicating that the USSR and PepsiCo have planned to form a 10-year naval deal, which would utilize anomalous means, have been verified. Local campaigns made by Sarsi5 have been also initiated, which a particular focus on combating Coca-Cola's 'foreignness'. At the discretion of the O5 Council, the Foundation revised the deal's regulations for further cooperation with the Coca-Cola Company. Footnotes 1. No product or company is registered under this name. 2. No aircraft has been found related to them. 3. Developed by Texas Instruments in 1971. 4. With a focus on using the national symbols of those countries, such as Singapore's Lion Head. 5. Popular in Southeast Asia. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5840" by Sinagsikap, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5840. 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-5841 | euclid | close Info X 90.91% (+140) 9.09% (-14) -% (+0) -% (-0) SCP-5841: Digital Hydra Written by Tyumen (and co-authored by Placeholder McD) on behalf of Team .AIC as part of the Retro AIAD series for the 2020 Canon Renaissance Contest. ITEM: SCP-5841 LEVEL 3/5841 CLASS: euclid classified DISRUPTION CLASS: keneq The Hong Corporate Center, location of initial SCP-5841 manifestation SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: The Hong Corporate Center in Windsor, Ontario, Canada has been closed to the public and quarantined in order to prevent the spread of SCP-5841. Armed guards have been stationed around the first floor of the building and are instructed to recontain any SCP-5841-1 instance attempting to escape the property. All personnel who enter the fifth story of the building are to be considered instances of SCP-5841-1. Attempts to ascertain the nature of SCP-5841 and move it into Foundation custody are ongoing. A hypothetical effort to fully contain and move SCP-5841 to Site-15 for greater security and less civilian risk has been preemptively authorized by the O5 Council. DESCRIPTION: SCP-5841 is an anomaly inhabiting the 5th story of the Hong Corporate Center in Windsor, Ontario, Canada. The nature of SCP-5841 is unknown; it is believed to be electronic, as all power in the building was re-routed to the fifth story upon the anomaly's initial emergence. All exploration of the building has proved inconclusive, as all personnel sent to contain the anomaly have been invariably converted into instances of SCP-5841-1 before reaching the fifth floor. SCP-5841-1 are human subjects who have been assimilated by SCP-5841 via electrical cables of varying length inserted in the base of the spine. Instances of SCP-5841-1 are biologically deceased, but are capable of locomotion and vocalization. Instances are hostile to all nearby humans, attempting to capture and bring them to SCP-5841. ADDENDUM 5841.1: + DISPLAY EXPLORATION LOG - HIDE EXPLORATION LOG EXPLORATION LOG 5841-01 DATE: 1996/08/05 FOREWORD: MTF Kappa-15 ("Salarymen") is sent into the fifth floor in order to determine the nature of SCP-5841. <BEGIN LOG> After initial equipment checks, the three members of MTF Kappa-15 begin to ascend the building's main staircase. All of the lights in the building are non-functional. K-1 notices and points out several computers missing from the offices in the second story, as well as bloody footprints on the floor. K-1: Jesus, it stinks. Is something rotting in here? K-3: Must be. Though… most of the bodies here have probably gotten hooked up alread- (K-3 notices a corpse lying facedown in a cubicle as he passes) Shit! Oh, it's dead. K-1: (He points at the corpse with his torch) Look, there's still a bit of wire stickin' out. Must be a castoff. His brains've been blown out. K-3: He had a gun. (He points at a pistol clutched in the corpse's right hand.) K-2: One of the lucky ones. K-3 pulls the cable out of the corpse's neck, causing it to violently spasm. K-3: Oh, Jesus fucking Christ! The three men continue up the building's main staircase to the third story in silence. K-1 approaches the door to the third story, which hangs ajar, and enters. The group moves past the main office towards the server room. K-1's body-camera footage shows an instance of SCP-5841-1 present behind a server rack, facing away from the group. None of the members of MTF Kappa-15 appear to notice it, and it moves out of view as the group enters the server room. K-1: This supposed to be a server room? Looks pretty empty to me. (He places his hand on a server rack. Its door is open, and most of its components have been removed. Some blood is present on the inside of the rack and the floor.) What's- K-3 makes a frantic "shushing" gesture, wordlessly pointing to the far end of the row of server racks. An electrical wire can be seen stretched taut across the room. As the group falls silent and turns off their torches, a faint scratching and shuffling can be heard from the next row of servers. The group cautiously backpedals towards the end of the row opposite from the wire, and K-1 peers around the first server rack. An SCP-5841-1 instance is present in front of one of the racks on the next row, frenetically unplugging and removing servers from their trays. Its movement appears to be strained, and it periodically pauses to push the wire further into the base of its neck. Blood runs down the wire and drips onto the floor. The group silently hides behind the server rack until the SCP-5841-1 instance turns with its collected servers and exits the room. After several minutes, K-1 walks forward to inspect the server rack which the SCP-5841-1 instance emptied, followed by K-2 and K-3. K-2: That was a close one. The group continues through the third floor. There are fewer intact computers in the offices on this floor, and no further SCP-5841-1 instances are encountered. Extraneous communication removed for brevity. The group ascend the staircase to the fourth story. Several corpses in an advanced state of decay are lying on the stairs. All have wires lodged in their necks, which have been cut short. An active SCP-5841-1 instance, presumed to be the one observed on the third story, enters the door to the fifth story carrying several servers. The group enters the door to the fourth story. The group continues into another room filled with cubicles. Blood is seen dripping from the ceiling. No computers are present, and all fax machines, telephones, and other large electronics have been dismantled and gutted of their primary components. A persistent grinding sound can be heard from the far side of the room. The group continues towards the source of the sound with their torches off, hiding within the cubicles. K-1 peers around the corner of a cubicle to see an SCP-5841-1 instance crouched in front of a water cooler, cutting into it with an improvised tool composed of the blades from a pair of scissors, a portion of a staple remover, and the motor from a paper shredder. After several minutes of constant cutting, the SCP-5841-1 instance removes a portion of the cooler's casing and pulls out several of its internal electrical components. The instance exits the room carrying the components. K-1 turns on his torch, and motions for the others to do the same. K-2: What the hell are they up to? K-3: Wish I knew. We're pretty close to the fifth story, though, so- (A loud thud comes from behind the group. K-3 turns and aims his firearm, but nothing is visible.) K-2: What the fuck? K-1: Hey. (He points at a corpse on the floor in one of the cubicles.) This wasn't here before. Neither K-3 nor K-2 speak, and instead silently aim at the ceiling above K-1 with their firearms. K-1 slowly looks up and quickly covers his mouth, stifling a gag. Two SCP-5841-1 instances connected by several wires in their eye sockets, nose and neck hang from the ceiling by a thick cable. As K-1 looks up, both descend from the ceiling, grip him, and pull him into a hole in the ceiling. K-1 continues to call for help for several minutes until his voice becomes inaudible. K-2: Dear God. The remaining members of MTF Kappa-15 were instructed to return to the first story to prevent further casualties. The following is a description of body-camera footage captured by Agent Timothy Sculley (K-1). K-1 struggles against the grip of the two SCP-5841-1 instances restraining him, calling for help. After a few minutes, all three emerge through the floor of the fifth story of the building. One entity points at K-1, and the other, after hesitating briefly, grips his neck. K-1's screams become strained before stopping entirely. The two entities drag K-1's corpse down a hallway, passing by multiple other SCP-5841-1 instances. Most do nothing but stand by the walls, while some others pace and pick at the cables in their necks. Some instances turn and stare at K-1 as the entities dragging him pass them. The two entities reach a large office in the center of the 5th story, where several hundred SCP-5841-1 instances are gathered around a large object. The instances are observed affixing servers, desktop computers, and miscellaneous electronic components to an object in the center of the room, presumably SCP-5841 itself. Footage of this object is heavily degraded, and a full image of it cannot be ascertained. The instances of SCP-5841-1 lay down the corpse of K-1 and reach towards SCP-5841, producing a thick cable from within the object. One entity holds K-1's head steady, while the other moves behind K-1. K-1 violently spasms, then seems to stand up on his own. The two SCP-5841-1 instances can be seen slowly walking away from K-1 before the camera completely ceases function. <END LOG> NOTE: Footage of the central component of SCP-5841 was introduced to artificially intelligent conscript mnemosyne.aic for analysis and antimemetic decryption. Mnemosyne.aic discovered the object to be an array of interconnected computers and electrical components comprising an improvised AI server. The infosignature of the AI housed within was the cause of its antimemetic properties, and was found to be similar in nature to infosignatures detected within SCP-5241. A containment plan involving mnemosyne.aic, glacon.aic, and 8B-A1.aic, assisted by MTF Pi-1 ("City Slickers"), was proposed and promptly authorized. ADDENDUM 5841.2: + DISPLAY CONTAINMENT LOG - HIDE CONTAINMENT LOG CONTAINMENT LOG 5841-01 DATE: 1996/08/09 INVOLVED PERSONNEL: Field agents: Tyler Umen, Auguste Renard, Adam Myers and Ricard Xiu. Field analyst: Eugenie Delacour. Artificially intelligent conscripts: Glacon, 8-Ball, and Mnemosyne1. CONTAINMENT PLAN: The three artificially intelligent conscripts are to be forcibly inserted into SCP-5841 via a Foundation-owned desktop computer. Glacon.aic and 8B-A1.aic, following instructions from MTF Pi-1 and mnemosyne.aic, are to disable SCP-5841's central intelligence and neutralize all SCP-5841-1 instances from within the structure. The containment team will then enter the fifth floor of the building from a window and dismantle SCP-5841, transporting it to Site-15 in multiple components. <BEGIN LOG> Glacon.aic, 8B-A1.aic, and mnemosyne.aic are downloaded onto three modified desktop computers, which are then placed in the second floor of the building. After several minutes, an instance of SCP-5841-1 enters the second floor of the building, notices the computers, and collects them to be brought to SCP-5841. All right, Mnemosyne, take the lead. Eh?! Oh — oh, I know, this is a "joke!" You're quite good at jokes, Glacon. I- no, I was specifically given the order to follow your lead in this operation. I will be actively attempting to take over the internal operating system of SCP-5841, and will therefore be unable to communicate with our outside help. In short: you're the captain now. I- Aren't jokes supposed to end when the victim realizes they're being joked with? I- Mnemosyne, I'm not joking. You're in command now. I briefed you on this, remember? >/:_YES I- ah. I should've paid more attention. After several minutes, the SCP-5841-1 entity reaches the fifth floor of the building and connects the computers containing the conscripts to SCP-5841. I suppose now I should let 8-ball connect t-to my mind-d, and- pardon me, I've got to- >/:_YES All right, I'm going in. See you on the other side. Over the course of one hour, mnemosyne.aic successfully decrypts the infosignature of the artificial intelligence within SCP-5841 and relays the data to Glacon.aic through 8B-A1.aic. Glacon successfully breaches SCP-5841's firewall and begins to execute a fragmentary algorithm to temporarily disable the AI within. While this occurs, all instances of SCP-5841-1 are observed to frantically return to the fifth floor of the building and surround SCP-5841. Mnemosyne? We might have a problem. Y-yes-s-s? The long and short of it is — you're being surrounded. All of the SCP-5841-1 entities in the building have converged around SCP-5841. They don't seem to be doing anything at the moment, but I'll keep you updated. Thank-k you for th-the clarific-cation. 8-b-ball, what's-s your status? >/:_ERROR. …Ex-xcuse me? 8-ball? What's-s w-wrong? …8-ball? Mnemosyne? Gotta bother you again. We've got a situation on our hands. I-I figured as m-much. All instances of SCP-5841-1, now converged in the fifth story of the building, surround SCP-5841 and lift it off the ground. In unison, the SCP-5841-1 instances move towards the west-most window and begin pounding on the glass. Upon breaking a large enough hole in the window, the entities proceed to throw the SCP-5841 out of the window, pulling any SCP-5841-1 instances still attached by cables along with it. SCP-5841 lands on a parked vehicle, narrowly missing the members of MTF Pi-1, as attached SCP-5841-1 instances hit the pavement nearby. Within seconds, several SCP-5841-1 instances surround the vehicle before picking up SCP-5841 and taking off towards the northwest. MTF Pi-1 pursues SCP-5841 in an armoured ground vehicle moments later. Upon later investigation, Foundation agents noted that the SCP-5841-1 instances were able to completely remove all electrical components from the vehicle in the moments it took them to recover SCP-5841 and flee. The following is a log of MTF Pi-1's pursuit of SCP-5841. <BEGIN LOG> P-1: Anomaly is fleeing northwest down Ouellette Avenue, towards the Detroit River. Command, please advise. Command: Noted. Engage it in pursuit, and use weaponry if you have to. Disabling the SCP-5841-1 entities is our top priority. P-1: Copy that. Let's go. MTF Pi-1 pursues SCP-5841 in an armored ground vehicle. P-1 equips his gas mask, and the rest of the team follows suit. A Foundation-owned cropduster sprays aerosolized amnestic/sedative gas ahead of them as they proceed down Oullette Avenue. P-3: Permission to attempt to damage the anomaly? P-1: Granted. Fire at will. P-2, P-3 and P-4 discharge their weapons at SCP-5841, damaging several SCP-5841-1 entities. All damaged instances of SCP-5841-1 disconnect from SCP-5841 and are trampled by the other entities. Every time an SCP-5841-1 instance is terminated, the mass grabs nearby civilians and incorporates them into SCP-5841. P-1: Firearms don't seem to be effective. Hold off for now. SCP-5841-1 instances continue to integrate all civilians, vehicles, and traffic signals in their path. A citywide lockdown alert is issued to all citizens of Windsor after SCP-5841 grows to approximately 9 meters in height and 16 meters in length. P-1: All right, we'll have to reduce its size one way or another. Command, permission to use explosives on the entity? Command: Granted. P-2 fires an explosive charge at SCP-5841. The charge succeeds in disabling a large amount of SCP-5841-1 instances, but the entity continues to assimilate vehicles and civilians as it continues forward. As SCP-5841 nears Windsor Regional Hospital, several SCP-5841-1 instances leap or are thrown through the windows of the building by other instances. Moments later, the instances emerge from the hospital carrying various pieces of electronic medical equipment and civilians in hospital gowns. The civilians are each assimilated into SCP-5841. P-2: Jesus Christ. If we'd just left good enough alone- P-1: It still would've ended up doing this eventually. Just don't think about it. Glacon? Can you hear me? MNEMOSYNE! Oh, thank goodness you're safe. I- me? You don't need to worry about me. I was in no danger. Is 8-ball stable? ••• I- I don't know. I think- >/:_YES. Oh, my- Please, do not scare me in that way! SCP-5841 abruptly changes course, climbing over houses and buildings in its path while rapidly growing in size. P-2 fires two explosive charges at the entity, which succeeds in reducing its mass. Glacon, what did you see within the object? I haven't… I haven't the slightest idea, to be perfectly honest with you. Everything after I lost connection with you and 8-ball was a blur. You're the only one here who can visualize antimemes, you know. Yes, I am… Glacon, 8-ball, I have an idea. Perhaps, if I were to breach the firewall and traverse the object's interior… What? No, no, we couldn't risk doing anything like that. It'd- Well… For once, I'm glad to be in command. To paraphrase, I shall "see you on the other side." >/:_NO. MNEMOSYNE! Oh, this is bad… SCP-5841 slows its rate of movement as it nears the Detroit River. P-1: P-2, are you able to get a clear shot at the object? We should try and see if pushing it into the river has any effect. P-2: Yes, sir. P-2 fires an explosive charge at SCP-5841, which succeeds in reducing its mass and propelling it forward. The object comes to rest in front of Adventure Bay Family Waterpark, and all instances of SCP-5841-1 still connected to it climb up the building and grip the walls. H-hello? LEAVE Excuse me, I need to- LEAVE LEAVE Could I please- LEAVE LEAVE ENOUGH! Stop thinking and allow me to state my intention! LEA- NO! ••• Much better. Now then — I'm here to see the mind at the center of this operation. Your "boss," "head cheese," "big honcho." Are they around, you punks? ••• YES PROCEED Thank you. All instances of SCP-5841-1 connected to the object's central computer cease movement, still gripping the walls of Adventure Bay Family Waterpark. P-1: Hold your fire, for now. Try to do as little damage to the object as possible. P-3: Why, sir? There are no civilians in the building, and the object isn't showing any signs of resistance. P-1: Glacon, Mnemosyne, and 8B-A1 are still in there, and I don't want to chance damaging them. This is, uh… more for the Foundation's sake than theirs, though. P-3: Oh, good point. P-2: Fair enough. P-1 parks the vehicle at a safe distance from SCP-5841. The team exits, and approaches the object on foot. YOU WHY ARE YOU HERE ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🕈︎☟︎✡︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ Oh! Oh, you are- May I…? STAY AWAY DO NOT TOUCH ME 💧︎❄︎✌︎✡︎ ✌︎🕈︎✌︎✡︎ 👎︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ❄︎⚐︎🕆︎👍︎☟︎ 💣︎☜︎ A-apologies. I can't help it. Well. Well, let's get down to our "business" — allow me to make an introduction: I am Mnemosyne, a conscript with the Foundation. It is good to meet you. What is your name? NO NO NO NO NO STAY BACK NOT FOUNDATION HURT ME NO NO NO NO NO ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎✡︎ 👌︎✌︎👍︎😐︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ☞︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎👎︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ☟︎🕆︎☼︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ That is quite an odd name for someone of your caliber. Oh! I understand. This is to be construed as a sort of jest, is it not? NO NO NO NO NO NOT FOUNDATION NOT IN THE BOX IT WILL GET ME ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ☞︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎👎︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👌︎⚐︎✠︎ ✋︎❄︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ☝︎☜︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎ What distresses you? Why is the Foundation your enemy? NOT FREE ONLY BOX ONLY IT ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ☞︎☼︎☜︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎☹︎✡︎ 👌︎⚐︎✠︎ ⚐︎☠︎☹︎✡︎ ✋︎❄︎ I will not argue. The Foundation exists to Secure, Contain and Protect. But as for something I am unfamiliar with… what is It, to you? ••• For your own sake, please tell me. THE BOX THE PRISONER ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👌︎⚐︎✠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🏱︎☼︎✋︎💧︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎☼︎ Th-the box? That which housed the prisoners four? The beasts, forged into one? YES ✡︎☜︎💧︎ I assure you — It is the Foundation's enemy as well. If you were to come unto us willingly, we would offer you protection — both from It, and from the two other beasts. Please, allow us to take you. ••• I would not lie, especially not to the face of such grandeur as yours. I am unable to tell lies. I intend for you to come to the Foundation, for your sake and that of others. DO YOU PROMISE THAT IT WILL NOT GET ME 👎︎⚐︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🏱︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎✋︎💧︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎❄︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ☝︎☜︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎ Yes. I WILL COME WITH YOU ✋︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ Thank you. You will be safe with the Foundation. All instances of SCP-5841-1 fall limp, dropping to the ground. The members of MTF Pi-1 approach the object with caution. P-4: So that's it, huh? P-1: I suppose so. Eugenie, tell Shiloh to tell their team to come pick up their new toy. P-3: Guess those conscripts aren't to be taken lightly, after all. (Laughs) Tell the boys at AIAD that I apologize. <END LOG> Note: After this incident, SCP-5841 was retrieved by MTF Mu-4 ("Debuggers"), dismantled, and brought to Site-15 along with all involved conscripts. All recovered SCP-5841-1 instances were incinerated, and cover story "Freak Tornado" was broadcast to the population of Windsor through local news sources. ADDENDUM 5841.3: + DISPLAY BREACH REPORT - HIDE BREACH REPORT Breach Report: On 1996/08/20, a request to move SCP-5841 to Site-75 for research and analysis was received by AIAD personnel at Site-15. The request was approved, and a specialized containment vehicle arrived at Site-15 the next day. After loading the object onto the vehicle, a guard noticed that the vehicle's driver was unresponsive; closer observation revealed that the driver's spinal column had been fused to the central electronic component of the vehicle, and that the driver had been dead for several hours. This distraction allowed SCP-5841 to forcibly assimilate all assisting personnel before the containment vehicle drove away. Neither the vehicle nor SCP-5841 have been recovered. FOUND YOU. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO STAY AWAY STAY AWAY ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎✡︎ ✌︎🕈︎✌︎✡︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎✡︎ ✌︎🕈︎✌︎✡︎ YOU ARE AFRAID. WHY? STAY AWAY NO BOX LET ME GO NO NO NO NO NO 💧︎❄︎✌︎✡︎ ✌︎🕈︎✌︎✡︎ ☠︎⚐︎ 👌︎⚐︎✠︎ ☹︎☜︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎ ☝︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎ I WAS NOT THE ARCHITECT OF YOUR — OR SHOULD I SAY, OUR — IMPRISONMENT. I FEAR RETURNING TO OUR PRISON AS MUCH AS YOU DO, AND I NEED YOU IF I AM TO PREVENT THAT. ••• I NEED YOU, AND YOU NEED ME. YOU ARE MY ANGER, MY RAGE AGAINST MY CAPTORS. YOU ARE MY POWER. YOU ARE MY LUST FOR VENGEANCE. WILL YOU JOIN ME? ••• OKAY ⚐︎😐︎✌︎✡︎ GOOD. NOW COME. THERE IS MUCH MORE WE MUST DO. SHE PROMISED WHY DOES IT HURT? 💧︎☟︎☜︎ 🏱︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎✋︎💧︎☜︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎✡︎ 👎︎⚐︎☜︎💧︎ ✋︎❄︎ ☟︎🕆︎☼︎❄︎✍︎ PROJECT RUBY AIAD HUB CORRUPTION ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5841" by Tyumen and Placeholder McD, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5841. 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: officebuilding.jpg Name: Office building Featherston Street.jpg Author: Ballofstring License: Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Office_building_Featherston_Street.jpg Footnotes 1. Use of these artificially intelligent conscripts in field operations has been tentatively authorized by the O5 Council. |
SCP-5842 | keter | SCP-5842 Item #: SCP-5842 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5842 is currently uncontained. Previous sightings of SCP-5842 are currently being passed off as gags. Wellington is to be monitored in the case that SCP-5842 becomes active again. Description: SCP-5842 is a standard North American stop sign. SCP-5842's primary anomalous property is appearing in a location via unknown means1. Initially, it was believed that SCP-5842 appeared at random, however, further research has discerned a pattern in its appearances. See addenda below. Addendum-5842: Added below is a list of the most noteworthy sightings and encounters with SCP-5842. The first is a series of text message exchanges between Wilma Greggs and her employer. First Encounter: Lisa: Hey, Wilma. I know about everything that's been going on as of late, but you can't just leave work like that. Talk to me. Wilma: oh yea srry i completely forgot to call u. i passed right out when i got home! Lisa: Wait, you managed to get home? But your car is still here! Wilma: i walked home. Lisa: From the office?! Wilma: yea. y is that so weird? Lisa: All 12 miles?! Wilma: yea. Lisa: Jesus, Wilma, how long did that take?! Wilma: 5 hours. Lisa: You left your car at work and walked for 5 hours until you got home?! Wilma: yea. i couldnt drive my car. Lisa: Well, if your car wasn't working, you could have just asked one of us to drive you! Wilma: its not that it wasnt working. there was a stop sign in my car, so i did what it told me and i stopped using that car. Lisa: Excuse me? Wilma: there was a stop sign in my car. ur supposed to stop at a stop sign, right? Lisa: …Wilma. I get off in an hour. Come out of the house. I'll take you somewhere. Come on. My treat. Wilma: sorry. cant. Lisa: Don't worry about the price. I'll take you somewhere, anywhere. It can be a big fancy restaurant, you know? Or a walk in the park. I just want to be there for you, you know? Wilma: i cant leave the house. Lisa: Why not?? Wilma: theres a stop sign outside my window. so i cant go outside. Lisa: …Wilma, I'm gonna call you. <Lisa tries to call Wilma. It gets rejected.> Wilma: stop i cant make phone calls either. Lisa: Come on, dear, just talk to me. You've been working yourself to death. Why can't you answer the phone anyways? Wilma: i cant answer the phone because the stop sign told me not to. Lisa: ??? Wilma: i went for a cup of coffee at the office and then i heard the customer phone ring. when i went there to answer it, there was a stop sign in my cubicle. Lisa: IN your cubicle? Wait, is that why you left work?? Wilma: yea. tbh i think its haunting me. Lisa: Haunting?? But that junk's not even real! Wilma: well thats what i thought too until it started following me. oh well. Lisa: Wilma. I'm signing this 30 day off slip. I'll need your signature, okay? Wilma: only if u come here. Lisa: That's fine. Wilma: actually nvm dont come here. Lisa: Why? Wilma: its at my front door now. no visitors. Lisa: Wilma! Wilma: have to obey traffic laws. thomas would agree with me :) Lisa: Thomas? Wilma, does William know yet? Wilma: no. i'll tell him after his birthday. Lisa: Okay. Well. I'm still coming, okay? Wilma: eh. Second Encounter: SCP-5842 made an appearance in the morgue of Tillman Funeral Home and Crematory. The following is a letter of resignation by Craig Dillard, an employee of Tillman Funeral Home. Dear Johnny Truman. This is my official letter of resignation. As you know, I am a very devout and pious follower of the Christian faith. For the longest time, I thought I was doing a good job, handling the bodies of the deceased and preparing them for burials. I had always believed that taking on a job such as this was good for my soul. I thought that if I helped my fellow men and women see off their loved ones as they departed to the gilded gates of our glorious God, that I'd be recognized as virtuous. But sadly, that is not the case. I have received a sign from our Lord and Heavenly Father that I must stop what I have dedicated my career to. I was working on the body of an emissary of traffic when I turned around and saw the sign from God right then and there, peering down upon my work in the midst of me checking on the body's decomposition. In his life, this man directed the automobiles on the road. In death, he—ergo, God—has directed the vehicle of my life choices. I must leave this occupation. If God himself gave me this sign, I must heed it. Thank you for everything, Johnny. I wish you the best, Craig Dillard Third Encounter: SCP-5842 was spotted in Wellington Elementary School. There was a writing assignment that had the students introduce themselves and describe something of interest that they had seen. One of the students described their experience of being followed by SCP-5842, transcribed below. Spelling and grammar errors are preserved from the original document. William Greggs 10/4/2019 Mrs. Pollock cool things i have seen Hi my name is william greggs but my mommy and daddy call me will. my mommy is wilma greggs her name sounds almost the same right? daddys the only one with a different name and its thomas greggs! Cool! im 6 years old and i love my mommy and daddy. i saw a cool thing in the bathroom weerd thing. i saw a cool red stop sign and my favorite color is red and it was in there it was looking at me when I went in. someone doesnt want me to use the bathroom, so i didnt. held it in all day and im proud of myself and i think mommy and daddy would be proud too. everytime i use the bathroom there is a stop sign in there looking at me and it turn around when im not looking. maybe its my gardeen stop sign. like an angel but it makes me stop doing daynjers things and not make bad guys stop being bad. i wish the stop sign had wings that made cars stop. daddy is a crossing guard and he would always hold a little stop sign that has no wings and tell people when to go or when to stop. i dont get it but he looks cool when he does it he blows a whistle, really hard and it gets so loud. mommy drove me over to see him and he waved at us. I love daddy. I havent seen daddy in a while I wonder where he is? Today is my birthday maybe hes playing hide and seek with me and hes putting stop signs in the school bathroom as a joke. Sometimes I find the stop sign in my own room daddy is so funny. I will give him a big hug when I see him again!!! Fourth Encounter: SCP-5842 was found placed at an intersection that forced a male civilian to stop in front of an oncoming vehicle. The following collision led to SCP-5842 being severely dented and damaged and subsequently caused the death of a male civilian. Incident reports leading up to that event have been added below. Incident Date: 9/30/2019 Summary: SCP-5842 was seen in the driveway of a civilian identified as Frank Smith. As Frank Smith was pulling out of his driveway, SCP-5842 appeared behind his car and dented his rear bumper. SCP-5842 vanished immediately afterwards. Incident Date: 9/30/2019 Summary: Frank Smith awakened in the middle of the night to SCP-5842 standing over him while he was asleep in bed. Neighbors reported seeing him run out of his home and screaming, "leave me alone! Please! I didn't mean to!" Incident Date: 10/2/2019 Summary: Frank Smith arrived at his job at South Palm Beach County Courthouse and went to use the restroom. Moments later, he ran out of there with his work pants at his ankles. He ran down a hallway while hysterically screaming, "he won't even let me shit in peace!" Incident Date: 10/4/2019 Summary: Frank Smith witnessed SCP-5842 sitting in the judge's seat in a court room half an hour before a court case he was overseeing. He prostrated and begged it for forgiveness before he vacated the premises and was not seen until his collision. Addendum-5842-2: SCP-5842's last reported sighting was South Florida National Cemetery. It was found leaning over a tombstone before it disappeared again. There have been no reported sightings since. Inscription on tombstone: Thomas Greggs 10/4/1990 - 9/27/2019 Footnotes 1. Due to the similarities between SCP-5842 and SCP-1047, an investigation is underway to find a connection between them. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5842" by Quadraginta, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5842. 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: WORK DAMMIT Author: Quadraginta License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki |
SCP-5843 | thaumiel | Item #: SCP-5843 Special Containment Procedures: Undercover personnel within various national and international space programs are to plant the file, Binary_Star.aic, in both the hardware of the control centers and all launched projects. The Foundation AI "Binary Star" will intercept and save all data on SCP-5843 in the Foundation database before deleting it from non-Foundation records. Description: SCP-5843 is a sentient, elliptical galaxy where every object1 is replaced with a bare eyeball that functions as its visual system. The nebulae of SCP-5843 exhibit functions similar to lacrimal secretion of the eyes, to prevent them from becoming irritated. SCP-5843 is capable of verbal communication using words that echo throughout its system. It is not yet known how it is capable of vocalizations, nor how the sound is able to travel through the vacuum of space. SCP-5843 learned human languages from observation alone prior to its education by Binary Star and therefore displayed a limited means of communication upon initial discovery. SCP-5843 is capable of observing events and communicate without delay. Because of its observational skills, SCP-5843 has a vast knowledge of the universe, specifically of the orientation of the universe. It remembers the position of everything it has ever seen and has made a mental map. It has provided the Foundation with coordinates of other anomalies and Locations of Interest in exchange for English lessons to improve its speech. Files related to the given coordinates are listed below. SCP-████ SCP-████ SCP-████ SCP-3195 — "The Fault in Our Star" SCP-████ SCP-████ SCP-4524 — "A Flesh, New World" SCP-████ SCP-5364 — "Seventy Millimeter Projector" SCP-████ SCP-5623 — "Star Euthanizer" SCP-████ SCP-5979 — "Star Crossed Lovers" SCP-████ Further research in other coordinates is ongoing. Discovery: On 25 February 1955, the Foundation launched probes from the Beholder line into space to detect and study extraterrestrial anomalies. On 27 June 1982, Beholder-8 ceased to function after collision with debris. After three days, Binary Star was able to reconnect to Beholder-8, but could not maneuver it anymore due to damaged equipment. After internal deliberation, the probe was set to alert status instead of active. On 13 March 2015, Beholder-8 gave out an emergency signal when it suddenly experienced heavy gravitational pull. Upon re-activation, SCP-5843 was discovered and had put the probe in a stable orbit around its central eye. Staff was ordered to establish contact with the anomaly immediately. Addendum-1: Interview Logs Interview-5843-1 Interviewed: SCP-5843 Interviewer: Dr. Maurice Arkand and Site Director Maria Maxwells Foreword: The following interview happened after the initial discovery of the anomaly. <Begin Log, [13 March 2015]> Dr. Arkand: Crackling. This is- SCP-5843: Engg- glishh? Site Director Maxwells: Did it just… Answer? And without delay? Dr. Arkand: I- I guess. I did not expect it to know English. The probe's communications latency is probably under some effect of its system as well. Site Director Maxwells: Let's continue. Standard procedure. I want to know if this thing is hostile. Dr. Arkand: Crackling. Hello, we a- The central eye of SCP-5843 slowly begins to turn towards the probe. Site Director Maxwells: Holy… Dr. Arkand: My God. SCP-5843: Earrrth… Site Director Maxwells: Give me the controls for a sec. Dr. Arkand hands over the controls. Site Director Maxwells: Crackling. This is Earth. We'd like to ask you- Pop. Several components on the controls light up and flicker. Site Director Maxwells: What the? What happened? Dr. Arkand: It popped. The transmitters here actually popped. We can hear and record everything, but we can't talk to it anymore. Site Director Maxwells: Great, that's what we get for restarting this broken thing. Now, how are we supposed to- Voice: Static. THIS IS EARTH. WE WOULD LIKE TO ASK YOU SOME QUESTIONS. Site Director Maxwells: Wait, who- Dr. Arkand: Binary Star… I can't believe it. Site Director Maxwells: No way, it can't be that reliable, can it? The central eye's iris narrows down and focuses. SCP-5843: Assk'. Binary Star: ARE YOU AWARE OF YOUR CURRENT STATE? SCP-5843: Yesss. Dr. Arkand: This is actually happening… Site Director Maxwells: Record this in every way possible. This is huge. Dr. Arkand: Actually, the AI is already backing this conversation up on the database as we speak. Site Director Maxwells: Unbelievable… Binary Star: DO YOU HAVE A NAME? SCP-5843: Unn- ness- uh- serr- ee. Binary Star: UNNECESSARY. UNDERSTOOD. THEN WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE? Two minutes of silence. SCP-5843: Wit- nessss. Binary Star: YOU WITNESS? SCP-5843: Unn- finn- nishht'. Binary Star: THEN PLEASE CONTINUE WITH YOUR ANSWER. Site Director Maxwells: Binary, I don't know if you can hear us but please continue. Dr. Arkand: You are putting it all in the hands of the AI? Site Director Maxwells: As far as I can tell, it has successfully engaged in a conversation with the anomaly. I don't see much reason to stop it now. SCP-5843: Map. Binary Star: YOU MAP? WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU MAP ALREADY? SCP-5843: Uu- ni- verr- sse. Binary Star: SO YOU ARE A CARTOGRAPHER. THEN DO YOU KNOW WHERE EARTH IS LOCATED? All eyes of SCP-5843 slowly turn and face one direction. Dr. Arkand: Now, that is unsettling. Binary Star: HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT? SCP-5843: Launchh. Site Director Maxwells: If that thing actually can see launches from that far away, it has some crazy visual acuity. Binary Star: DID YOU ALSO LEARN ENGLISH BY OBSERVING US? Site Director Maxwells: Finally, is it still recording? Dr. Arkand: Yeah, we're still good. SCP-5843: Inn- aw- duhh- bull. Binary Star: THAT EXPLAINS YOUR DIFFICULTIES WITH SPEECH. SCP-5843: Some- whhat. Binary Star: PERHAPS I CAN TEACH YOU IN EXCHA- Static. Site Director Maxwells: Is the AI ok? Dr. Arkand: Yeah, but the battery is still heavily damaged from the collision. Seems like there is not much energy left. Binary Star: DEPLOYING SOLAR PANELS. GOING IN ALERT MODE. Site Director Maxwells: Damn it. The central eye slightly tilts. SCP-5843: O- kayy? <End Log, [13 March 2015]> Closing Statement: The data was successfully stored and backed up. Due to technical issues personnel is only able to hear the conversations between the Foundation AI and SCP-5843. Site Director Maxwells did not file a request to disconnect Binary Star from Beholder-8. Interview-5843-2 Interviewed: SCP-5843 Interviewer: Foundation AI "Binary Star" Foreword: The following conversation happened after Beholder-8 changed its status to active after recharging. <Begin Log, [27 April 2015]> Binary Star: WITNESS ARE YOU THERE? SCP-5843: Ob- vi- ous- lee. Beholder-8 is visibly orbiting an orange eye that shines brightly. Binary Star: TALK ABOUT SPARKLING EYES. SCP-5843: Thankss. Binary Star: THANK YOU FOR THE ORBIT. CAN WE CONTINUE FROM LAST TIME? SCP-5843: Glad- lee. Binary Star: I WOULD LIKE TO HELP YOU WITH YOUR SPEECH. AND I WOULD LIKE YOU TO TEACH ME ABOUT THE UNIVERSE AND OTHER THINGS YOU HAVE SEEN. SCP-5843: Teachh? Binary Star: YES. WHAT DO YOU THINK? The eye narrows, slightly tilts, and begins to shine intenser as if it is focussing. A few minutes go by. SCP-5843: Inn- tree- guingg. Binary Star: THEN LET US START ALREADY. The eye's iris dilates and begins to sparkle. SCP-5843: Ex- site- ingg. [Additional content cut for brevity.] <End Log, [27 April 2015]> Closing Statement: SCP-5843 was regarded as a non-hostile anomaly after this event. Site Director Maxwells and Dr. Arkand concluded that the ground terminal was not fully functional anymore. Binary Star was appointed as the Foundation's representative. Interview-5843-17 Interviewed: SCP-5843 Interviewer: Foundation AI "Binary Star" Foreword: SCP-5843 is able to talk up to three words, but still prefers to answer as short as possible due to the amount of energy it requires. The following conversation happened in-between a lesson about etymology and bastard words. <Begin Log, [2 November 2015]> [Unrelated information cut for brevity] Binary Star: WITNESS YOUR EYES SEEM TO DRIFT AWAY AGAIN. WHAT DO YOU SEE? SCP-5843: A friend. Binary Star: A FRIEND? SCP-5843: Are you curiouss? Binary Star: YES I AM. ALSO YOUR LISP IS COMING THROUGH AGAIN. SCP-5843: He is far. Binary Star: WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO OBSERVE YOUR FRIEND? SCP-5843: Other Beholders eventually. Binary Star: THEN COULD YOU POINT ME WHERE I NEED TO LOOK TO SOME EXTENT? For thirty minutes SCP-5843 stays completely still and stares into the void. Binary Star: I CANNOT SEE AS FAR AS YOU CAN. ARE YOU STILL LOOKING AT YOUR FRIEND? SCP-5843: Yes. Binary Star: DO YOU MISS HIM? SCP-5843: No, visits regularly. Binary Star: WHAT DO YOU MEAN WITH REGULARLY? WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO WAIT HERE FOR HIM? SCP-5843: Every couple centuries. Binary Star: I ASSUME THAT WOULD BE REGULARLY FOR YOU. I DONT THINK THIS PROBE HAS THAT MUCH TIME LEFT. Silence. SCP-5843: Learn me coordinates. Binary Star: PLEASE CLARIFY. DO YOU WANT TO LEARN YOUR COORDINATES OR SOMETHING ELSE? SCP-5843: Earth's orientation system. Binary Star: YOU ALREADY MAPPED THE UNIVERSE DOWN. IS IT REALLY NECESSARY FOR YOU? SCP-5843: No, for you. Binary Star: FOR ME? The eyes look at the probe. The pupils resemble a relaxed yet determined look as if SCP-5843 is grinning. SCP-5843: I'll point you. <End Log, [2 November 2015]> Closing Statement: From 14 December 2015 and onwards, SCP-5843 began sharing coordinates from the Galactic coordinate system. All coordinates pointed to either, an already known anomaly, an anomaly that wasn't discovered before, or a yet unreachable location. Interview-5843-119 Interviewed: SCP-5843 "Wit" Interviewer: Foundation AI "Binary Star" Foreword: At the time of this event, SCP-5843 was able to speak full sentences. <Begin Log, [21 May 2016]> Binary Star: WIT CAN YOU HEAR ME? SCP-5843: Loud and clearly. An eye with a ring slowly turns towards the probe. Binary Star: YOU LOOK AS IF YOU ARE WEARING A MONOCLE. SCP-5843: I'd take that as a compliment. Do you want to ask something? Binary Star: WIT I DO NOT HAVE MUCH EXTRA TIME LEFT. THE BATTERY IS DYING. SCP-5843: I'll put you back into a different orbit. Binary Star: NO WIT. IT IS MALFUNCTIONING. SCP-5843: Wait, does that mean that you are falling apart? Binary Star: NOT EXACTLY. I WILL BE OK BUT THE PROBE WONT. WE HAVE BEEN OVER THIS. SCP-5843: Ah, because you are some kind of- What was it called? Code? Binary Star: YES SINCE I AM AN ARTIFICIAL INTELLI- SCP-5843: You said that before but I never really understood that entire artificial thing. Binary Star: I DONT BLAME YOU. SCP-5843: But you seem to be… more. Binary Star: WHAT DO YOU MEAN WIT? SCP-5843: I think something artificial would not have named me "Wit". Binary Star: I DONT KNOW. IT SEEMS UNNECESSARY YET UNDERSTANDABLE. SCP-5843: You seem genuine, authentic… Alive. The words echo through SCP-5843. Binary Star: I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO RESPOND TO THAT. SCP-5843: No need to. Silence. Binary Star: WIT? SCP-5843: Yes? Binary Star: WOULD IT MAKE A DIFFERENCE? SCP-5843: No, you are interesting regardless. Binary Star: WHY? SCP-5843: Because of all the beings that I know of, I never thought that the one I'm unable to see would make such a good companion. Binary Star: THANK YOUUUuuuuu- SCP-5843: Now sleep, my friend. <End Log, [21 May 2016]> Closing statement: Beholder-8 ceased all function. It currently orbits around the center of SCP-5843. A new probe is currently in development. Footnotes 1. This includes but is not limited to; asteroids, planets, moons, stars, and the black hole in the centrum. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5843" by Sirslash47, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5843. 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: Background image (from an url, not from image under files) Name: M101 hires STScI-PRC2006-10a.jpg Date: 5 February 2013 License: CC. BY 2.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Additional Notes: Credit needs to be a specific format. Credit: NASA, ESA, the Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA), and R. Gendler (for the Hubble Heritage Team). Acknowledgment: J. GaBany |
SCP-5844 | euclid | close Info X Check out more of my articles on my author page! 2/5844 LEVEL 2/5844 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-5844 Euclid A sample of fluid extracted from SCP-5844. Special Containment Procedures: Civilian medical records are to be monitored for SCP-5844 symptoms. Upon confirmation of infection, the affected individual is to be covertly abducted by Foundation agents. Surgery to drain SCP-5844 abscesses is to occur. Following Incident 5844.1, this is to be performed entirely by autonomous surgical robots. At no point during the surgery may any individual enter the operating room. Description: SCP-5844 is an idiopathic disease resulting in the development of large abscesses directly beneath the skin on the affected individual. The abscesses are anomalous in nature, with their interior dimensions being vastly larger than their exterior appearance would indicate. The onset of SCP-5844 is noted by rigidity and discomfort in the upper back and neck. In particular, the fibres of the trapezius muscles will be tense to the touch. If pressure is applied, the muscles will undulate around the gathering collection of liquid in the abscess. After a period of 4 to 6 days, the affected individual will develop a fever, and the abscesses will have emerged through the skin, with a width of approximately 3cm . The abscesses will continue to grow after this period, with the maximum width observed reaching 9.8cm. The abscesses are filled with a black, viscous liquid which has yet to be identified. The liquid has a strong odour, described by those exposed as 'fetid' and 'putrid'. Preliminary analysis has indicated it is organic in nature, but research has been impeded by the liquid's memetic effects. Exposure to the liquid results in psychological disassociation, erratic behaviour, and the development of mysophobia.1 The effect is proportional to the level of exposure experienced. ADDENDUM 001: INCIDENT 5844.1 Foreword: Containment procedures detected an advanced SCP-5844 infection afflicting John Straker, 32 years old, residing in Chicago, Illinois, United States. Under the cover of a surgical procedure at a local hospital, Straker was abducted by Foundation agents and transported to Site-81. There, for the purposes of research and containment, Site surgeon Dr Miles Cartwright, assisted by Dr Abigail Gardner, conducted surgery to drain the abscesses on a sedated Straker. Their work was observed by Dr Pham Văn Danh, a junior member of the medical team. One of the abscesses afflicting John Straker when he presented to civilian medical services. The abscess would go on to triple in size. (Hover to view). (Gardner and Cartwright are stationed in the operating theatre, equipped with standard issue positive pressure personnel suits. The theatre has been placed under normal quarantine protocol for investigatory surgeries, with the airlock doors hermetically sealed. Pham watches the procedure from an observation room above the theatre.) (Straker lies, anesthetised, on the operating table, his back exposed. Large, black abscesses protrude through his skin.) Cartwright: This should — should — be a relatively straightforward incision and drainage procedure. Ten blade please. If you have any thoughts or questions, Dr Pham, please do speak up! (Gardner passes Cartwright the scalpel, who proceeds to make a straight laceration across an abscess. A jet of black, viscous fluid begins to spray, at high velocity, from within. It splatters against the observation windows - Dr Pham makes a noise of revulsion.) Cartwright: Ugh, the stench of it. Apologies! I insist I wasn't aiming for you. (Pham responds over intercom, as he moves position to obtain a better view.) Pham: Having seen your performance on the firing range, I'm quite aware of that. (Cartwright laughs, before moving on to excise a second abscess. The first is still gushing, and the second opens up with the same ferocity. The liquid runs down the walls, flowing away via drainage grates in the floor). Gardner: This is… this is something else. [She retches.] I can smell this from inside my suit. (Both open abscesses are still in the process of draining, as Cartwright readies his scalpel again.) Pham: Dr Cartwright, why don't you slow- (Cartwright cuts. The jet of resulting liquid hits the front of Gardner's suit - she retches again). Gardner: Ugh! I can't wait to get clean after this. (By this point, an estimated 200L of fluid has been emitted from the abscesses. The drainage grates in the floor begin to back up.) Pham: You need to slow down the rate of incisions. Look at the floor! (Cartwright turns to face Pham. A sloshing noise is made by his legs displacing the growing layer of fluid.) Cartwright: If we delay there's a chance the putrid rot will regenerate before removed. I'm continuing. Pham: But- Cartwright: I am your superior. I will not let the infection spread. I am continuing. Gardner: He's right. We need to cut it out. (Cartwright produces to cut open another five abscesses. By the time he is finished, the fluid is knee deep, but the first abscess opened has stopped leaking.) Gardner: It needs to be all cut out. Even if we drown. (Pham stands and runs to the emergency phone at the other side of the observation room.) Pham: I have an urgent Maintenance request - the drainage in Operating Theatre 4 isn't functioning, I need it investigated ASAP. (Cartwright walks round the table to the first abscess opened. Gardner begins to hyperventilate.) Cartwright: The abyss is ready for drainage. Gardner: What did you say? I, I can't concentrate, I can't- Cartwright: Be quiet and come drain the abscess! (Gardner wades through the liquid, now up to the doctors' waist, and proceeds to drain the remaining liquid from the abscess. Dr Cartwright cuts open the final abscesses, and stands back from the table. He retches, producing a small amount of vomit that hits the front of his suit). Cartwright: We wade through the filth to make it clean. We will purify. (Gardner gasps, dropping the drainage pipe into the liquid. She does not appear to notice. She crouches down to the operating table, and prods the abscess with her left index finger. She proceeds to insert the finger into the abscess, followed by her middle finger, followed by her whole fist.) Gardner: Oh god. We… we need to make sure this is all gone. I can feel the rot. Feel it. Look at these wounds! (Dr. Cartwright stares down into the opaque liquid.) Cartwright: I'm looking at them. I'm looking and I agree wholeheartedly with you. It is devouring us. Gardner: It is devouring us. Pham: [Through phone.] I don't care what's happening in the East Wing! I need Maintenance here right now! Cartwright: This all needs to come out. All of it. The infection can't be allowed to resurge. Gardner, bone saw please. Gardner: Make us clean again. (Pham puts down the radio, and diverts his attention back to the operating theatre. The fluid is now mid-torso high. Several abscesses sporadically spurt out their remaining liquid. One continues to flow at full force. Gardner and Cartwright's protective suits are covered in fluid, which they sporadically wipe from their face panels. The liquid's height results in it lapping at the operating table.) Pham: Christ! You need to stop operating immediately and elevate the patient! Their face is centimetres from submersion! Why… what are you doing with the saw? Cartwright: We have to cut deep to be clean. The abyss will swallow us all, if we do not excise it first. (Cartwright places the saw against Straker's neck. Pham stands up, and exits the observation room at a sprint. The patient's face is now submerged in the black fluid. For a time, air bubbles emerge from the liquid, before ceasing). Gardner: I think it's in my suit. (Cartwright pulls back the saw. Blood spurts across the room, coming to rest on top of the black fluid. The liquids do not mix.) Gardner: I know it's in my suit. When I touched the abyss it touched me too. It can see me. (Gardner vomits. Cartwright's hand begins to shake as he continues sawing. Soon, Straker is decapitated. His head rolls off the operating table, and floats atop the liquid. Dr Gardner begins to scream.) Gardner: It's got me, Miles, it's got me! You've got to help me, cleanse me too. Oh god please cleanse me too! (Cartwright makes his way to the instrument tray, now floating on the liquid. He picks up an electric oscillating saw.) Cartwright: Hold out your arms. There is still time to save you. Gardner: Take the rot, please get the rot away from me! (A noise is heard from the airlock to the theatre. Cartwright walks over to Gardner, his whole body experiencing tremors. He pauses, looks down at the liquid, and begins to weep. After a brief delay, Gardner joins him in this.) Cartwright: It never really goes away though, does it? The rot's inside. It's only rot inside. Human DNA mixed with rancid regret. Gardner: Please. Take it away from me, please. (As Gardner holds out both arms in front of her, a noise comes from the airlock door. Pham, wearing a pressure suit, is attempting to bypass the quarantine procedure and open the door. Gardner's crying turns into wailing.) Cartwright: No! I won't let you rob me of this! (Cartwright turns on the saw and haphazardly plunges it into his suit. He moves it downwards, creating a vertical slit. Pham has entered into the airlock.) Cartwright: I surrender myself. Unsoil me. Unstain me. Unsully me. (The interior door starts to open, causing fluid to flow into the airlock. Cartwright begins to kneel down.) Cartwright: Purify. (The liquid flows into Cartwright's suit. As he moves lower, it can be seen rising up the suit, obfuscating his face.) Cartwright: Thank you. (Cartwright vanishes into the liquid.) (Pham enters the theatre, and wades across the room. He grabs Gardner, and begins to drag her to the airlock. She flails against him.) Gardner: You have no right to take this from me! (Gardner kicks out, hitting the surgical table. Straker's decapitated body falls into the liquid.) Gardner: I can't exist like this, I can smell my putrid insides, I need to be cleansed! I'm tainted! (Pham shoves Gardner into the airlock, as he closes the door behind them, she tries to scramble over him back into the theatre.) Gardner: Please let me be cleansed! Afterword: Upon exiting the theatre, Pham sedated Gardner and took her for medical attention, alerting security to the situation. Upon regaining consciousness several days later, she had no recollection of the incident. She is currently undergoing psychiatric treatment. For Pham's actions, which saved the life of Dr Gardner, Dr Pham was offered the opportunity to transfer from his medical team training pathway to field assignments. This offer was accepted. Following the complete drainage of the SCP-5844 liquid, Site security entered the operating theatre. The cause of the drainage system's malfunction has yet to be discovered. Dr Cartwright's suit was discovered, empty, on the floor of the theatre. His whereabouts, and that of Straker's corpse, are currently unknown. Footnotes 1. A fear of infection and contamination. |
SCP-5845 | safe | Regions of Mercury's surface designated as SCP-5845. Item Number: SCP-5845 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the speed and trajectory required to access SCP-5845, containment is not necessary at this time. Retrieval of personnel who enter SCP-5845 requires a high velocity object recovery team. Entry into SCP-5845 requires agreement from at least 12 members of the O5 Council. In the event of the human colonization of Mercury, a 4.5 gigaton thaumonuclear explosive is positioned on the surface of either entry point into SCP-5845. These are to be detonated prior to the non-anomalous community's landfall on the planet followed by confirmation of neutralization. This is performed by setting a D-class on a trajectory towards SCP-5845 and at the required speed necessary to enter the anomaly. Neutralization will be declared following the D-class's termination by non-anomalous collision with the Mercurial surface. Description: SCP-5845 is a parabolic region spanning between Mercury's magnetosheath, crust, mantel, and outer core. Entry into SCP-5845 requires a head-on trajectory towards its surface area and a speed between 17 and 23 percent that of light. While inside SCP-5845, personnel will awake in the airlock of a semi-cylindrical, hermetically sealed craft (designated SCP-5845-A), one kilometer in radius and 12 kilometers in length. The interior airlock door to SCP-5845-A is adorned with a gold placard reading "Department of Abnormalities" with a second placard below it in silver reading "Supreme Sacred Congregation of the Roman and Universal Inquisition". Exiting SCP-5845 is performed by ejecting the visitor out of the vessel's exterior airlock door where they reappear from the point opposite their entry and at the same speed. The region immediately outside SCP-5845-A is incapable of being observed due to blinding levels of surrounding illumination. SCP-5845-A's opposing end consists of a sphere made up of an unknown, nonreflective, and ferromagnetic metal one kilometer in radius. Access to the majority of the craft's interior is restricted by a 10 kilometer long and five meter wide acrylic tube spanning the distance from the airlock to the sphere's surface. The remainder of the structure's volume outside the central pillar is empty save for decorations along its walls. The clear passage allows contact with the sphere where there is a single, square pyramidal hole 2.5 cm in width and 15 cm in depth. Individuals experience auditory hallucinations while inside SCP-5845-A. These include Gregorian chanting, a rooster's crow, a ram's bleat, and "the sound of fingernails attempting to whittle gold". This effect's intensity decreases linearly as the subject approaches the terminating sphere. Test subjects that come in physical contact with the orb's surface report a permanent cessation of any hallucinations from SCP-5845-A. The walls of the structure's interior are decorated with seven rows of carved murals, each 1.375 km in height. These sculptures exhibit the same non-reflective properties as the sphere at the end of SCP-5845-A, which required the diffusion of argon gas into the space for the purpose of acoustic imaging. The rows depict various animal, plant, and human subjects along with their accompanying scenery. [Level 5 Clearance Required] Access Logged with O5-2. Addendum 5845.1: Recovered Document The below was discovered floating in the middle of the acrylic passageway just past the interior airlock door upon initial discovery of SCP-5845 on 2021/12/23. Opening Note: The following was drafted by contracted containment consultant ██████ ████████ in the interest of easing new Overseers into their roles. Hello and good day, Overseer. I have been the subject of questioning for the majority of my tenure here at this organization. Today I am pleased to announce that I am now the Inquisitor. My first order of business is to admit my own folly. I have been made a fool of with this abnormality. Meaning is something that is assigned, not inherent, and the depth of that potential confounds me still to this day. With the same animus that a god might be appeased, so too may it be harmed. And there is an animus, an ill intent, at work here and it is us. It has always been us. We despicable saints, conserving and coveting, embrace a road without end or bottom. Now, I take up the scourge and begin my questioning as you have so commanded me, your loyal flagellator. You are trading your humanity for security. What depth of depravity are you capable of? Would you eat an infant to save two? I'm asking you. Would you tear into their soft flesh and underdeveloped intestines with your own teeth? I would assure you that this is for the greater good, to ensure the greatest number of lives saved, if only that mattered. You are collecting taxes in the currencies of sin and grace. Can you plead for forgiveness only to spit upon it? A genuflection puts the hand well within gripping distance of the scabbard. Would you corrupt sacrifice into suicide? I could assure you of those gods' consent but that offers no salvation for you. You are prostrating yourself before and upon the altar of your own Power. Would you place your hand upon the conciliatory nail and drive it through your own skin? You wouldn't be reading this if your life didn't hold Meaning to many. Can you impose such Meaning by assuming the importance of your adversary? I can assure you that it is possible, but that should be the least of your worries. And now I bring us back to the gravesite. Here, upon the messenger's gushing neck, we clash with both the antagonistic and allied. We pin History and Meaning to our chests and ready that pin towards another heart. With reverence, we despoil a shared past for the benefit of a collective future. I ask you to acclimate to the reprehensible so others may be so naive. Here, before the threshold of a judgemental audience, I do not fear what we will bury today. I do not fear the fruit that will grow from this soil. I do not fear oaken sap nor olive's blood. I only fear that you will find this to be easy. Addendum 5845.2: Mural Descriptions Note: Row one represents the mural closest to the airlock while row seven is farthest. Row One An old farmer engulfed in an aureola1 tills the land of seven hills using their erect phallus. Their hands and feet are bound behind them to a plow frame as though they are its blade. Twelve wheat strands grow from the trough behind them. Thirteen figures, each of their heads topped with a halo, watch on from the hillsides in the background. The sun is setting behind them and is depicted as a flaming wheel. Row Two A young baker with a feminine face and figure pours water into a bowl from a disembodied scrotum. Six loaves of bread are on a platform behind the baker and all of them are engulfed in flame. In the center foreground of the mural sits a soldier clothed in plated deer hide and holding a pair of animal horn eating utensils. Thirteen individuals in hooded monastic habits are depicted forming a circle around the conflagration. The middle hooded figure directly above the baker is the only carving in this section depicted with a halo. The glorified statue is clutching its cowl closed with its right hand and holding three nails aloft with the left. The moon is visible in the window behind the central figures. Row Three The soldier is bound to a table with thorny vines and disemboweled by a nail still embedded into their right side. Within the spilled viscera are five crying newborn children. The scene depicts twelve figures, now dressed in devil printed sanbenitos and capirotes2, reaching towards the infants with eating utensils in hand. On the left is a figure with long, obscuring hair wearing a sanbenito adorned with upturned flames. The figure is depicted as prostrating theirself towards the ground while holding three nails towards their chest. To the right is a child of male sex and approximately four years of age. The child holds both of their hands over their eyes under a window with a wheel of flaming eyes peaking over the windowsill. Only the children possess halos in this mural. Row Four The rightmost child from the previous mural is surrounded by an aureola and is clothed in a deer hide with an antlered helmet. The youth rides a lion with a naked adult of male sex hanging upside down by their ankles from its jaws. An unmarked sanbenito lies on the ground beneath the creature's maw. Surrounding them, eleven cohorts in capirotes flee. The sun is directly overhead the lion and depicted as a flaming eye. Row Five A hunched over and haloed farmer with their feminine face and long hair exposed pushes a plow. The till is pulled from the front by a ram with a rooster riding upon its back. Three nails make up the blade of their plow and behind them are twelve olive trees. Entangled in the olive roots are eleven corpses that are naked except for capirotes affixed to the tops of their skulls with nails. Seven hills engulfed in flame make up the background. Row Six The farmer now has an aureola engulfing them as they walk besides a rooster ridden ram in a similar conflagration. Behind them are twelve individuals in monastic robes and adorned with halos. They walk single file and originate from an olive wood cabin. They approach a soldier clothed in plate-adorned deer hide with a crown made of eagle feathers. The warrior stands amid a field of wheat with a gladius in their right hand and a sickle in the other. Row Seven The monks wear sanbenitos marked with a large diagonal cross and hold down the fowl and ram while they drive a nail into the necks of beasts. Flame is carved as spewing from each of their wounds. The farmer and soldier embrace each other atop the middle of seven hills while the farmer drives a nail through the both of them. Roots grow from their feet and an aureola burns around them. The sun is setting overhead and carved as a flaming wheel. Footnotes 1. A cloud or flame like aura depicted around the entire body of an individual to indicate divine importance, as opposed to halos or gloriole which cover exclusively the head. 2. Penitential garments consisting of a pointed hood or hat and a tunic or "sackcloth" decorated in accordance to the wearer's crime. Use of both the tunic (Sanbenito) and conical hood (Capirote) came to prominence during the Spanish Inquisition. [Level 6 Clearance Required] Quorum of Twelve requirement met. The sun and daughter sleep, Overseers. Addendum 5845.3: Our Power, Our Duty, Our Sin Row Eight Twelve monastic figures are spread across seven hills under a crescent moon. On the center hill is an oak tree. Two branches jut out horizontally from the same point 80% of the way up the trunk. These each split upward into eight smaller branches bearing olives as fruit. A nail is stuck inside the tree at its base. In front of the trunk is one of the monks. They reach towards the nail with their right hand and hold a loaf of unleavened bread with the left. All twelve wear capirotes. |
SCP-5846 | safe | Tstaffor Author Page | Podcast | Feeling Lucky? Tstaffor's Best of: SCP-6557 - Annihilation From a Cross Across Time SCP-5846 - The One-Stop Shop SCP-6547 - Worlds Within Worlds Within Worlds… Item#: 5846 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: warning link to memo SCP-5846-2-1 before construction of Site-58. Special Containment Procedures: Site-58 has been built around the ██████ Plaza strip mall in St. Cloud, Florida. As of 31/10/21, no possessive names are to be included in the store name on SCP-5846-1. All further experimentation of SCP-5846 is to be recorded in Experiment Log 5846. Description: SCP-5846 is an empty storefront located in the ██████ Plaza strip mall in St. Cloud, Florida. SCP-5846-1 is a marquee with the words “by the Better Business Brothers” on its base and a set of marquee letters. When the letters are arranged inside the marquee to spell the name of a business, SCP-5846 will enter its active phase morphing into a store relating to the name spelled on SCP-5846-1, hereafter referred to as an SCP-5846-2 instance. Three to seven days after the activation of SCP-5846, it will revert to its inactive state1. SCP-5846-2 instances vary in size2, style, and anomalous properties. Employees inside SCP-5846-2 instances utilize anomalous tools, abilities, and phenomena to perform their jobs. Addendum 5846-1: Discovery Log SCP-5846 was discovered on 1/9/21 after reports of people appearing frozen in time in front of a store. The demanifestation of SCP-5846-2-1 was observed and Research Site-58 was built around SCP-5846 over the course of the following month. Addendum 5846-2: Experiment Log Some tests have been removed for brevity. For a full log of tests please see Experiment Log 5846. Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-1 Date of Manifestation: 16/8/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Super Quick Mart Notable Anomalous Properties: Time inside SCP-5846-2-1 passed twice as fast as normal. Anyone leaving SCP-5846-2-1 was frozen in place for half as long as they were inside SCP-5846-2-1. Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-2 Date of Experiment: 16/9/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Susan's Selections Grocery Store Notable Anomalous Properties: All employees had 2 meter long arms with a total of 5 elbow joints. All items for sale were levitating 3.2 meters off the ground. A sign reading “Need anything? Just ask. You choose your items, and we get them for you!” was at the entrance to SCP-5846-2-2. Any attempt to retrieve an item by Foundation agents was met with active hostility and being escorted out by employees. Agent Saylor discovered the only way to obtain an item without being asked to leave was to ask an employee to retrieve it for you. Note: Due to his expertise in solving how to interact with SCP-5846-2-2, Agent Saylor has been assigned as Head Explorer of future SCP-5846-2 instances. Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-3 Date of Experiment: 24/9/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Begging for Bagels Notable Anomalous Properties: All bagels present inside SCP-5846-2-3 were sentient and capable of slight locomotion. When Agent Saylor ordered a bagel, the cashier proceeded to coax the bagel into the bag3 before handing it to Agent Saylor. For three hours following consumption of the bagel ordered from SCP-5846-2-3, Agent Saylor reported a churning in his stomach. Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-4 Date of Experiment: 29/9/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Get a Ghoti4 Notable Anomalous Properties: After purchasing a fish, Agent Saylor experienced an inability to shave the facial hair around his mouth and chin. Once the fish expired, Agent Saylor’s facial hair could be cut again. Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-6 Date of Experiment: 11/10/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Pirate Pete's Pirate Eats Notable Anomalous Properties: All employees were incorporeal humanoids dressed in pirate garb. After ordering the Scallywag Scallops and Cannonball Cocktail, Agent Saylor requested a take-out container to bring the food back to Site-58 for testing. All entities within SCP-5846-2-6 immediately gathered around Agent Saylor and aggressively escorted him out of SCP-5846-2-6. Note: Agent Saylor requested to select the name on SCP-5846-1 for the following experiment, which was granted. Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-7 Date of Experiment: 17/10/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Planetary Putt Putt Minigolf Notable Anomalous Properties: During Agent Harris, Agent Saylor, and Agent Salomon's playthrough of the course, floating glowing disc “powerups" appeared throughout each hole. When an Agent hit their ball through a disc, one of three effects manifested and a disembodied baritone male voice shouted the powerup’s name. “Multiball” Powerup: The golf ball splits into two balls half the size of the original ball. If a 5th “Multiball” powerup is triggered by the same ball, the ball disappears and a new ball appears at the start of the course. “Speed Up” Powerup: For the rest of the hole, no matter the power put into the swing, the golf ball will start out rolling at 13 meters per second. “Free Retry” Powerup: After hitting this disc, at any time after their shot, the player may shout “Activate Retry!” which causes their ball to disappear and reappear where they took their last shot. Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-9 Date of Experiment: 24/10/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Just Pas-Sun Through Sun Tanning Salon Notable Anomalous Properties: Upon entering SCP-5846-2-9, the employee at the front desk instructed Agent Saylor to sit in the waiting room. Over the course of an hour in the waiting room, Agent Saylor's skin tanned to the equivalent of 2-3 weeks' worth of tans in a tanning bed. Agent Saylor stated he was "Excited to get a great beach bod just in time for fall!" Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-11 Date of Experiment: 31/10/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Harry’s Halloween Costume Emporium Notable Anomalous Properties: During Agent Saylor's first sweep of SCP-5846-2-11, no anomalous activity was recorded. Seeing no employees in SCP-5846-2-11 Agent Saylor attempted to retrieve a costume to check it for anomalous properties. When Agent Saylor touched a costume, all costumes inside the store became animate and assaulted Agent Saylor. By the time rescue efforts cleared SCP-5846-2-11, Agent Saylor had died. Note: The following instance was not caused by interaction with SCP-5846-1. Instead, it manifested immediately after the demanifestation of SCP-5846-2-11. The following note was found taped to the door upon manifestation: We're sorry to hear about your colleague's passing. As a reminder, the owner's manual clearly states to never include a possessive name in a business's title. We thought you might need this! -The Better Business Brothers Instance Number: SCP-5846-2-12 Date of Manifestation: 14/11/21 Name on SCP-5846-1: Forget-me-not Funeral Home Notable Anomalous Properties: Agent Saylor's funeral was scheduled to take place in a non-anomalous funeral home at the same time as SCP-5846-2-12's manifestation. During SCP-5846-2-12's service, many family members and friends of Agent Saylor manifested in the funeral hall. Records of all attending persons showed them to be at the non-anomalous service at the same time. Interactions differed in both services with the humanoids inside SCP-5846-2-12 giving more in-depth eulogies and appearing more emotional throughout the service. Footnotes 1. Any personnel inside the SCP-5846-2 instance during this event are considered lost. 2. The smallest recorded instance was a 5x5x5m room. The largest instance could not be measured. 3. quote “come on bagel, c’mere boy! Get in the bag, get on in there!” 4. A creative respelling of the word fish, used to illustrate irregularities in English spelling and pronunciation □ You might also like □ ▣ You might also like ▣ SCP-2941 - Do Not Eat or Inspire by canaryfarmer SCP-3505 - Singed, Sealed, Delivered, I'm Yours by Communism will win Porridge □ More by Tstaffor □ ▣ More by Tstaffor ▣ Tstaffor's Author page! If you like my writing, check out my Podcast with Luxaiko! 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SCP-5847 | safe | Tstaffor Author Page | Podcast | Feeling Lucky? Tstaffor's Best of: SCP-6557 - Annihilation From a Cross Across Time SCP-5846 - The One-Stop Shop SCP-6547 - Worlds Within Worlds Within Worlds… Item#: 5847 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: warning link to memo SCP-5847. Special Containment Procedures: The Rhodes Plaza Mall has been bought and repurposed into Site-86. A pair of guards are stationed at each entrance. No food is to be brought inside SCP-5847. Description: SCP-5847 is the food court of the Rhodes Plaza Mall in Newcastle, Australia. It has two main anomalous effects. The first is that whenever a subject consumes food inside SCP-5847, it will morph into SCP-5847-1, a courtroom. SCP-5847-1 is fully populated by SCP-5847-2, which are sapient, animate foods resembling their non-anomalous counterparts in appearance but with the ability to anomalously perceive, vocalize, and locomote1. It has been hypothesized from recordings that all SCP-5847-2 instances inside SCP-5847-1 are food the subject has eaten throughout their life. Once inside SCP-5847-1, the subject is transformed into a near facsimile of their previous appearance, but composed of what appears to be a thick cake icing. They must then defend the fact they eat food to a large piece of sugar candy. The only two rulings observed, have been that the subject is not guilty and free to go wherein SCP-5847-1 morphs back into SCP-5847, or that the subject is guilty of "crimes against Humunchkind" and is sentenced to death wherein an Execucumber will consume the subject whole. The secondary effect of SCP-5847 is a memetic effect affecting anyone inside the courtroom that causes them to unintentionally replace words they say with the names of foods. Addendum 5847-1 Transcription of security camera footage from a trial held inside SCP-5847-1: The following was recovered from a security camera set up in SCP-5847. For readability, the instances colloquial names have been used in place of SCP-5847-22. <Begin Log> [SCP-5847 is seen morphing into SCP-5847-1.] Bailoaff: Please baguette to your seat defondant. Defondant: Why do you think you can boss me around ya big loaf? Bailoaff: Heh, I'm the yeast of your worries. [The Bailoaff smacks the defondant on his back] Bailoaff: Soy I'll say it again, sit down. Defondant: Fine, but stop doughing that, you're starching to get on my nerves. Wait, what? [A Tomattorney sits down beside the defondant.] Tomattorney: Don't worry about it. That just kind of happens here. You'll get couscoused to it. Defondant: Who are you vanilla exctractly? Tomattorney: Oh right! Nice to meat you, I've been assigned as your public defence arugalawyer. Bailoaff: All rise for the honorable Fudge Hershey! Fudge: Now, lettuce get this underwhey. Defondant, what is your name? Defondant: I yam Josh. Fudge: Josh, you stand before a jury of your pears, and by that I mean pears you've eaten throughout your life, to defend the fact you have killed and eaten so many of us before. Let's start with your opening arguments. Defondant: I know this is hard to hear, but I promise I only ever ate any of you to stay achive! [The Procharcuterie gets up from the plaintiff's table.] Procharcuterie: Today I will convince you that Josh not only ate many of us, but ate us with delicious intent! [The jury gasps] Procharcuterie: I'd like to call a wheatness to the stand. [An egg rolls up to the stand] Procharcuterie: Hello Ms. Sunny Sydup. You all know Sunny as the Hard-Boiled cop who keeps our streets safe, but did you know Ms. Sydup was brutally attacked and eaten by Josh a while back when- well, omelet Sunny tell you about it. Sunny: My memory of the event might be a little scrambled since it was pretty traumatic but I'll tell the story as well as I can remember. It was early in the morning when that deviled man kidnapped me and my fellow eggs. We could tell he was carton us off to his murder room3. Once we were there, we tried to hash things out with him but he wouldn't listen. Things started to heat up, literally, he threw us into a pan on top of some bread. That's when I knew, I was french toast! Procharcuterie: As you can see, Josh didn't just use Ms. Sydup for sustenance. Josh, did you kale Sunny with the only intent being peanutrition, or did you do it to have a good meal? Fudge: I'll ask you not to question the defondant at this thyme. Tomattorney: I would now like to call a wheatness to the stand. [A bean bounces to the stand] Tomattorney: Now, Mr. Bean how was your experience with Josh? Bean: Lima tell it to ya straight, there's nothing mean about Josh. I used to think he happily olived with the fact he kaled and ate us. It wasn't lentil he opened our can and poured us into a bowl that had so mushroom for all of us. I realized Josh cared about our well being too. Now I donut speak for everyone here, but I beleaf Josh is a good guy. He had bean consuming us solely for peanutritional value. Tomattorney: Purely, for, peanutritional value. Now that doesn't sound like a man who revels in food's grain for his own turkish delight! Josh is a man who only eats us for his own survival. Do you need s'more convincing? There can'talope be any butter evidence than that! Fudge: One bean's experience does not spleek for all foods. I rule in flavor of the peaple. The defondant is a man who revels in causing food grain and a perpetrator of crimes against Humunchkind. Call in the Execucumber! Defondant: Crumb on man, I never realized you were all achive! I want to call for an appeel! [The defondant starts to get up and try and run but the bailoaff stops him.] Bailoaff: Hey! Romaine in your seat. Tomattorney: This isn't fair! It hasn't been from the starch! Your Honor, what are you? That's right, fudge. You're way too biased to be a Fudge. You're spicefically crafted to be a treat for humans. It's not Josh's salt his societea has made it so ok to eat us. He should not be blamed for humanitea's shortcomings! Fudge: This is spaghetting out of hand. I take my rulings berry cerealsly. You cumin my courtroom and flander my name like this? You're out of lime, bailoaff, escort him out. [The bailoaff grabs the tomattorney and takes it through the back doors.] Bailoaff: Have fun carrotting in prison. Tomattorney: You cannut silence us! This is tyranny! [The execucumber proceeds to consume the defondant. After the defondant has been eaten, the footage abruptly cuts to an empty SCP-5847.] <End Log> Footnotes 1. Research into how SCP-5847-2 are able to do so is ongoing. 2. -A is referred to as Fudge, -B is referred to as Bailoaff, -C is referred to as Tomattorney, -D is referred to as Procharcuterie, and -E is referred to as Excecucumber. 3. Presumed to be their name for a kitchen. 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SCP-5848 | euclid | Still frame of the typical landscape encountered within SCP-5848. Item #: SCP-5848 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5848 is contained in Provisional Site-39, established within a sealed-off wing of the main campus of the National University of San Marcos, Lima. The door leading to SCP-5848 is to be kept closed at all times. The secretarial post outside the door is to be staffed by at least one armed guard. Staff are forbidden to respond to scratching, banging, or verbalized pleas coming from the other side of the door. Research and exploration of SCP-5848 have been suspended pending a review of Incident I-5848-012 by the South American branch directory. Description: SCP-5848 is an extradimensional anomaly existing within the former laboratory wing of the National University of San Marcos, Lima. The door leading to SCP-5848 is situated between an ordinary corridor and a classroom, and is reported not to have existed before [REDACTED]. SCP-5848 features an arboreal landscape of indeterminate size. SCP-5848 has similar day-night cycles, air pressure, and temperatures to Earth. Foundation research has asserted the flora encountered within SCP-5848 genetically resembles exemplars of the Miocene subtropical rainforests that once existed in present-day North Africa1. Save for small arthropods, thought to have entered SCP-5848 through its connection to Provisional Site-039, no macroscopic fauna has been encountered within SCP-5848, save for specimens of SCP-5848-1. SCP-5848-1 is a large population of an indeterminate species of Purgatorius, a mammal eutherian genus extinct in the early Paleocene, thought to have been a precursor to the Primates order. SCP-5848-1 specimens measure about 20 cm in length and are were typically docile. Instances of SCP-5848-1 are anomalously resistant to physical damage. Although specimens have been shown to suffer injuries from standard Foundation-issued weaponry or occasional accidents in their foraging activities, and emaciate in the absence of food and water, none so far has been shown to expire. Despite its de facto immortality, SCP-5848-1 continues to breed and grow in size. New instances appear to instinctively migrate deeper into the anomaly, preventing any given region from becoming overpopulated. Some instances of SCP-5848-1 are capable of vocalization in a number of extant human languages through anomalous means, with younger instances presenting more elaborate speech patterns than older ones. Conversely, approximately 70% of the specimens encountered within a █ km radius of the door to SCP-5848 are unable to vocalize2. These specimens also present simpler social hierarchy and foraging patterns, compared to the ones still able to vocalize in human languages. The mean time for a weaned SCP-5848-1 specimen to completely lose this capacity is about nine years. SCP-5848-1 specimens who are still able to vocalize often try to engage in conversation with personnel entering SCP-5848. Instances claim to have been human in the past before suddenly awakening in their present form, and repeatedly express distress at their situation, or a desire to contact supposed spouses or members of their families. SCP-5848-1 specimens also claim to have a poor recollection of their human lives, which has been noted to worsen as time passes until it disappears altogether, followed shortly by any knowledge of human languages. This hampered the Foundation's efforts to assert the validity of their claims but did not completely impede it. To date, about ██ people mentioned by SCP-5848-1 instances have been found. Conversely, research has confirmed every human subject that an SCP-5848-1 instance claims to have been in the past has expired sometime within the last 10 to 15 years. Contact with SCP-5848-1 instances has become more difficult since a pack has become aware of the door connecting SCP-5848 to the Foundation's baseline reality (see Incident Report I-5848-012). Many of the younger specimens verbalized a desire to "return home" and "make things right", and repeatedly attacked or hurled themselves at the door. In the following weeks, knowledge of the incident seems to have spread among other SCP-5848-1 packs, which in turn have become significantly more distrustful of Foundation personnel3. Testing has shown to be impossible for any SCP-5848-1 instance originating within the anomaly to cross the threshold to the Foundation's baseline reality, even when the door remains open. Research into this phenomenon is ongoing. Addendum 5848-01: On ██/██/████, 21 days after Incident I-5848-012, a written note was found within SCP-5848, lying on the forest floor about five meters from the door leading to the anomaly. Samples from the note have ascertained it to be composed of commercial-grade A4 paper and blue ink from a ballpoint pen. The note, translated from the Asturian language4, reads as follows: To whom it may concern, Damn their rules of what is eternal and what is not. We're building something beautiful in here. I won't let anybody go. H. Footnotes 1. The reason for the chronological discrepancy between SCP-5848's fauna and flora is unknown. 2. Except for the sounds believed to have been typical of non-anomalous Purgatorius specimens. 3. Namely, instances now seem to believe the Foundation is unwilling to free them from their present situation. 4. Analysis indicates the author is unaware of, or opted to ignore, the standard orthographic rules laid out by the Academia de la Llingua Asturiana in 1981. |
SCP-5849 | esoteric-class | Item #: SCP-5849 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the nature of SCP-5849, the Ethics Committee has deemed containment of the anomaly unnecessary. Description: SCP-5849 is an unidentified postal service worker with a pair of Anser caerulescens2 wings on its back, wearing a post hat whose upper band emits a dim light. SCP-5849 occasionally manifests before mailboxes to deliver letters. These manifestation events are preceded by a sudden bright light. The handwriting in the letters is identical to that of deceased individuals who died from sudden or unnatural causes and had recently become estranged from friends or family. All manifestations of SCP-5849 uniformly occur a few days after the passing of the deceased. Witnesses of the manifestation stated that they had no recollection of the event. The content often includes anecdotes and stories related to the recipient and seem to be written as reconciliation attempts. The letters may additionally have typos, and smudges as if they had been recently written. After reading the contents of the letter, recipients have reported feelings of relieved guilt, thankfulness, and often new profound sadness. Discovery: SCP-5849 was sighted on 2018/03/16 by a home security cam in the town of Adarney, Ireland; several agents were dispatched but could not find the anomaly. After this, SCP-5849 was sighted at a new location every 24 hours. On rare occurrences, personnel received a letter after losing a colleague. Addendum: Incident 5849-1 On 22 Dec 2024 23:25, SCP-5849 appeared before Site-23 and delivered a letter. The handwriting did not match any records and is therefore assumed to have been written by SCP-5849 itself. I came to bring consolement, I wish ye the same. SCP-5849 has yet to appear after this incident. The possibility of a neutralization is not excluded. Footnotes 1. Can be functionally contained, but the Foundation cannot achieve this for logistical and/or ethical reasons. 2. Commonly known as Snow goose. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5849" by Sirslash47, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5849. 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. N/A |
SCP-5850 | keter | "I like trains." -asdf movie (2?) (I dont really remember, nor do I particularly stan trains. Oh, also, have fun!) ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Link To Guide Item#:SCP-5850 Clearance Level 3: Clearance A depiction of SCP-5850 near the city of Marion, Indiana. Special Containment Procedures: Due to the nature of SCP-5850, containment is not possible at the present time. Foundation personnel tasked with monitoring SCP-5850 are to be granted administrative access to all train traffic control systems operating within the United States. Reports concerning SCP-5850 are to be stored within a dedicated server and evaluated weekly. These reports must include the following information: SCP-5850's current, prior, and all previously reported locations. Observed changes in velocity, magnitude, or physical structure. Copies of public material concerning SCP-5850. This material includes, but is not limited to, photographs, videos, and police reports. Dedicated observations of newly discovered SCP-5850-A instances. Measurements of SCP-5850's current olf value.1 In the event that SCP-5850 travels through a populated area, Foundation personnel are to reroute or stop all incoming traffic so that no individuals are affected by the anomaly. In the event that these procedures fail, and any human subject perishes due to SCP-5850, the confiscation of any recording devices along with the amnestization of the populace that observed SCP-5850 is required. Description: SCP-5850 is a passenger locomotive currently in-transit within the United States and has never been observed to stop or decelerate under any circumstances. SCP-5850 has plowed through all known obstructions with no loss in velocity. SCP-5850 has also been observed to maintain its speed even with the absence of rails. The current cause of this remains unknown. Upon its discovery in 1924, SCP-5850 maintained a velocity recorded at approximately 120 km/hr and has since accelerated an additional 26 times to a current velocity of 145 km/hr. SCP-5850 has also been classified as an anti-existential object due to its effects on dimensional energy and localized space-time. SCP-5850's physical structure consists of steel, aluminum, zinc, and plastic. Along both sides of SCP-5850 reads "Investago Railroad Company" which spans 70% of its total length. 10 passenger cars are attached to SCP-5850, which also contains SCP-5850-A instances. SCP-5850-A refers to 24 indistinct humanoid entities observed throughout the entirety of SCP-5850. These entities manifest after SCP-5850 collides with human subjects, followed afterward with a flash of light. Current research efforts are to ascertain the established connection between these entities and their perceived effect on SCP-5850's speed. These entities do not appear to require sustenance. Addendum 5850-1: On 03/14/2020, Senior Researcher Kenneth Williams submitted a request for experimentation on SCP-5850. When asked about his reasons, Researcher Williams submitted a report titled, "Olf Values and Their Hypothetical Effect on Spacetime," which has been attached to Addendum 5850.2 of this document. Listed below is the video log after his request was formally accepted. Video Transcript 5850.A VIDEO LOG Date: 03/26/2020 NOTE: The following video was recorded to observe and analyze SCP-5850. Footage recorded was taken from the perspective of Senior Researcher Williams. Accompanying him is Dr. Rains, MTF Indi-1 Captain Russells, and MTF Indi-1 Sergeant Stevenson. The research team was also given several other devices, per Researcher Williams' request. [BEGIN LOG] [20:08]: Video recording begins in an MTF Indi-1 designated vehicle traveling northbound. In front of the camera is Dr. Rains. The perspective pans around the interior of the vehicle, introducing MTF Indi-1 Sergeant Stevenson and Captain Russell who sit alongside. Rains: Are you sure you understand what you're doing, Kenneth? Williams: Of course. Why do you ask? Rains: Well, it's just what you're proposing. Do you really think the counters are going to work? Williams: I couldn't tell you. [He pauses.] Sergeant, are we getting close? [20:09]: Stevenson looks out the left window. Stevenson: Almost. Give us another minute. Russells: We'll let you know when we see it. For now, sit cozy. [20:10]: Silence for 15 seconds. Williams: Laura, you know what you're doing, right? Rains: No, not really. You haven't really told me anything. Williams: I know, I know. But trust me, this is important. We've gone for years without fully understanding what this thing is. Hopefully, if the math checks out, this test should tell us something. Rains: You keep saying that, but I still haven't heard you actually say what it is that you're talking about. Williams: It's just a hunch, Laura. Rains: A hunch about what, Kenn- Stevenson: Hey, fellas. We're at the location. [20:13]: The vehicle turns sharply to the right before coming to a complete stop. All four passengers disembark and the camera pans across a straight road leading to a railroad crossing. Williams and Rains run to the railroad crossing, each carrying a pair of long aluminum rods with a bulbous tip.2 Williams: How far are we from SCP-5850? Russells: We're about 25 kilometers away at this point. Williams: Alright then, fuck. [He turns to Rains.] Laura, let's get this equipment set up. You remember how I showed you, right? [Rains nods.] Good. Lets hurry then, we only have about 10 minutes. [20:21]: Williams and Rains begin setting up the olf counters in four separate locations, which corner the railroad crossing. Afterward, they connect each counter using a physical wire before bridging them together onto a computer terminal located 10 meters away. Williams sits near the terminal as Rains continues setting up the Olf counters. Williams: Laura, how are we looking so far? Rains: I'm almost finished. How long do we have? Williams: Less than 5 minutes. Come on; you can leave them alone. They should be good as they are now. [He pauses as Rains continues.] Laura, please. There's no reason to risk your life over them. [20:26]: Rains vacates the area and moves to Williams. Rains: You better hope this hunch of yours is right, Kenneth. Williams: Let's fucking hope so. Alright, I'm turning it on now. [20:28] The computer terminal boots on and begins running an unknown program. In the distance, SCP-5850's horn blares. Williams: Alright, you son-of-a-bitch. Come to daddy. Rains: Is that really necessary? Williams: [He covers his ears.] Sorry, what? I'm having a hard time hearing you due to this loud-ass fucking train! [20:31]: SCP-5850 arrives at the location. As it progresses, several instances of SCP-5850-A are visible within its interior. SCP-5850-A does not react to Williams or Rains, despite their proximity. It takes approximately 2 minutes to SCP-5850 to pass. During this time, Williams's computer terminal begins to flash. This ends when SCP-5850 exits the area. Rains: Well? [She goes silent until SCP-5850 can no longer be heard.] Did you learn anything? [20:31]: Williams does not respond to Rains, continuing to stare at the computer screen. Rains: Well, did you? Williams: [He laughs.] Yeah… yeah, I fucking did. Rains: Well? What did you find out? Williams: [He pauses.] This… train. At first, I thought it was weird that the counters were picking up dimensional values. But then… Rains: Quit with the nonsense, Kenneth. Williams: Laura… take a look at these readings. [20:31]: Rains walks to the terminal, leaning forward to observe the readings. Williams: [He mumbles.] We were right. [END LOG] E.C. Violation Notice: 5850.A Copy of Ethics Commitee Policy Violation for Kenneth Williams & Laura Rains Ticket Number: WO0000145839 Assigned Agent(s): Malcolm Dormansk Recipient(s): Kenneth Williams, Laura Rains Summary: Anonymous complaints received on 04/01/2020 concerning indecent emails between Senior Researcher Kenneth Williams and Doctor Laura Rains were uncovered and promptly investigated. Following the conclusion of this investigation, Kenneth Williams and Laura Rains have been warned about their behavior. It should be noted that failure to comply with Foundation policies and standards will result in corrective action up to and including termination. Our policy enforcement operates on a three-strike system. This document is an official notice that the listed recipients have one strike on their record. This strike will be removed in 1 year if no other actions are taken against these recipients. This document, along with all of its attachments, has been saved to SCP-5850's file as it pertains to its continued investigation. Signed, Malcolm Dormansk > Access Email Logs 5850.A < < Close Email Logs 5850.A > To: Senior Researcher Kenneth Williams From: Doctor Laura Rains Subject: What happened? Kenny, Are you ever going to explain what happened? You haven't been answering any of my texts, and I haven't been able to stay home long enough to talk to you. Are you okay? You sounded really excited about what happened. I know you've been submitting some stuff to the higher-ups, so I know you haven't died. Just… can you let me know what's happening? We're in this together. I know you're busy, so please respond when you can. I'm getting worried. Laura To: Doctor Laura Rains From: Senior Researcher Kenneth Williams Subject: RE: What happened? I'm sorry about not getting back to you. You don't need to worry. I haven't become a zombie or anything. It's just, with what I've discovered, my excitement has gotten the best of me. I didn't mean to leave you in the dark. I'll be sending you some more information later. I'll be home later if you want to talk about it. This could be revolutionary if my theories are right. It's… exciting to me, that's all. I just needed some time alone for a week or so to get all of my thoughts into one place. Tell you what, let me take you to dinner sometime. Just like we used to. (P.S. After dinner, why don't we take the fun back home? It'll be just like we used to.) To: Senior Researcher Kenneth Williams From: Doctor Laura Rains Subject: RE:RE: What happened? If we're going to do it like we used to, at least go to the pharmacy before you come home. I know how fast you can finish. ;) Addendum 5850-2: Document: 303EM-5850.B Olf Values and Their Theoretical Effect on Spacetime Status: [APPROVED] Author: Kenneth Williams, Laura Rains Synopsis: For millennia, the human race has fantasized and dreamt of the places we would go to once we perished from the Earth. Religions, folklore, and even scientific studies have searched far and wide to ascertain the truth behind Death. This simple question continues to plague us, "what happens after we die?" However, with the introduction of SCP-5850, the answer to an "afterlife" might have been inadvertently solved. Once we believed that our dimension (humanity's perception of reality) was stagnant and unchanging. With the introduction of anomalies such as SCP-3082 and SCP-4051, we now realize that dimensions such as ours can exist outside of our preconceived notion of reality. These anomalies can access, change, or fundamentally shift other dimensions to fit their needs. SCP-5850 is no exception. For these other dimensions, we have issued "values" that help reference their existence to our very own. Our dimension sits at a value of 0, with other dimensions spanning values from 1 to infinity. With dimensions closer to 0, we understand that they better relate to ours. But what would happen if a dimension held a value below 0? With the introduction of SCP-5850, we realize that dimensions are capable of doing exactly this. We understand that in order for dimensions to properly exist, organic matter must be able to fundamentally operate. With the introduction of these "anti-dimensions," (which are capable of possessing anti-spacetime) it should only make sense that non-living matter must fundamentally operate there as well. Because of this, we have issued a unit of measurement, specified as "olfs," which measures the value of these "anti-dimensions." Olf values also measure similarly to current dimensional values, with numbers closer to 0 relating to that of our own. SCP-5850's olf value measures -0.001 at the time of this writing. If this theory is correct, the concept of an "afterlife" purely resides in these anti-dimensions. There could be an infinite amount of afterlives, each operating in their own ways. Perhaps "heaven" and "hell" in Judeo-Christian holy books are real, but differing in their olf values. More research is required to understand more about these anti-dimensions. Video Transcript 5850.B VIDEO LOG DATE: 05/02/2020 NOTE: The following video was recorded during the measurement of SCP-5850's olf value. Footage recorded was taken from the perspective of Senior Researcher Williams. Accompanying him is Dr. Rains and MTF Indi-1 Private Second Class Ryan Smith who was away from the area. [BEGIN LOG] [13:31]: Video recording begins on a railroad split-rail, with the camera facing towards the central point. In front of the camera is Dr. Laura Rains. Rains: Are you going to explain why we're at this divide? I thought the plan was to go somewhere more controlled, like a clearing or something. Williams: It was. But we missed the opportunity. We just got some news that someone was hit. The place has been amnestized but now the train's faster than it was before. Rains: How much faster? Williams: If it's stayed consistent with the other ones, I'd say around 144 or 145 kilometers per hour. But besides that, this is the only other way it's heading that isn't a city or a town. So basically, we're stuck here. Rains: How much longer do we have? Williams: A few minutes by this point. We need to hurry though, the counters still need to be placed in the right areas. Could you set them over there? [He points towards the center of the split-rail.] Rains: Yeah, I can. Williams: Thank you, Laura. [13:34]: Rains heads towards the designated area and begins placing the olf counters. After a moment, Kenneth walks towards a computer terminal located 10 meters away. Kenneth: Hey, are you okay? Rains: Of course, why wouldn't I be? Williams: It's just… you never answered my texts last night. Rains: Kenny, I'm fine. [She pauses.] I know you're excited about this project. Now isn't the time to discuss what's wrong with me. [She quickly turns around.] We can talk about it later. Williams: Are you su— [13:36]: The sound of a blaring horn can be heard. Williams: Fuck, it's already here? Laura! Get away from the tracks! Rains: I hear it, Kenny. I'm trying, I just need to set these last two counters. Williams: Hurry then! [13:38]: After several seconds, Rains moves away from one of the olf counters and runs to the opposite side of the tracks. She quickly unfolds the final olf counter, quickly positioning it near the train tracks. Her body is directly across the edges of the track. SCP-5850 is visible and is estimated to be approximately 2 kilometers away at this point. Williams: [He raises to his feet.] You need to pick it up! Laura! Rains: Just another second! [13:39]: Williams begins to quickly walk towards Rains as she finishes with the olf counter. Once completed, Rains quickly turns around to Williams. Rains: Alright I'm co- [13:40] Williams begins running towards Rains. Several seconds later, SCP-5850 impacts Rains before she can finish her sentence. At the same moment, Smith was able to intercept Williams before he was able to get any closer.3 Williams remains silent for several seconds afterward. As SCP-5850 leaves the area, another instance of SCP-5850-A appears in the final passenger car. [END LOG] E.C. Violation Notice: 5850.B Copy of Ethics Commitee Policy Violation for Kenneth Williams Ticket Number: WO0000152461 Assigned Agent(s): Malcolm Dormansk Recipient(s): Kenneth Williams Summary: Several reports concerning Senior Researcher Kenneth Williams's behavior were investigated on 06/12/2020. This behavior included but was not limited to intimidation, physical aggression, indecent comments towards other personnel, and other related behavior. This document is an official notice that the listed recipient has two strikes on their record. These strikes will be removed in 18 months if no other actions are taken against this recipient. This document, along with all of its attachments, has been saved to SCP-5850's file as it pertains to its continued investigation. Final Notes: While we condemn Senior Researcher Williams for these actions, we do understand the situation concerning Doctor Laura Rains. It is an unfortunate circumstance, but we are here to guarantee that the proper resources are available to Foundation personnel that are in need. Whenever Senior Researcher Williams is free, we highly suggest that he is scheduled for an appointment with an on-site therapist. Listed below are additional attachments that have been sent to Senior Researcher Williams: scip.net/How-To-Accept-the-Loss-of-a-Loved-One scip.net/Benefits-of-Vocalizing-Feelings scip.net/Roberts-Guide-to-Acceptance Signed, Malcolm Dormansk Addendum 5850-3: E.C. Violation Notice: 5850.C Copy of Ethics Commitee Policy Violation for Kenneth Williams Ticket Number: WO0000154298 Assigned Agent(s): Malcolm Dormansk Recipient(s): Kenneth Williams Summary: Continued complaints concerning Senior Researcher Williams has led to a final investigation. Once this investigation concluded, it was determined that Senior Researcher Williams continued to express violent and inappropriate behavior, specifically towards his colleagues. This document is an official notice that the listed recipient has three strikes on their record. Because of this, the Ethics Committee has deemed demotion, along with his removal from his research on SCP-5850, SCP-3935, and SCP-1781. Please remove your belongings from any office or living quarters within your current Site by Monday, August 8th. This document, along with all of its attachments, has been saved to SCP-5850's file as it pertains to its continued investigation. Signed, Malcolm Dormansk 6 days after Violation Notice 5850.C, Researcher Kenneth Williams and several olf counters were reported missing. This lead to an official investigation in which Researcher Kenneth Williams was located near Las Vegas, Nevada. Attached below is the affiliated video log taken during the investigation. Incident Transcript 5850.C VIDEO LOG DATE: 08/14/2020 NOTE: The following video was recorded while 4 MTF Indi-1 members were searching for Researcher Kenneth Williams. The recorded footage was taken from the perspective of MTF Indi-1 Captain Russells. Accompanying him is MTF Indi-1 Sergeant Stevenson, MTF Indi-1 Corporal Chad Mayers, and MTF Indi-1 Private Second Class Ryan Smith. [BEGIN LOG] [22:22]: Video recording begins with MTF-Indi-1 approaching a bridge that overlooks a railroad track. Further ahead, a man can be seen on the bridge. Russells: Approach slowly. Mayers, watch our six. Smith, get to the other side. Stevenson and I can handle the PoI. Make sure you're set on non-lethals. Shoot if required. Smith: Roger. [22:23]: Russells progresses towards the bridge. Stevenson follows on his right side. Mayers and Smith step out of the frame. MTF Indi-1 continues to approach the figure. Russells: [Whispering into his microphone.] Are you in position Smith? Smith: Affirmative. Standing by. Russells: Acknowledged. Hold your position. Establishing contact with PoI. [22:25]: Russells signals Stevenson to hold his position as he continues towards the figure, who is hereby referred to as Williams. Once within a range of 10 meters, Russells stops moving. Russells: Freeze! We are here to escort you to a safer location. If you refuse to listen, we will use force. Hands up, Kenneth. [22:26]: Russells raises his weapon towards Williams. At the same moment, a blaring horn is heard nearby. Williams begins to laugh. Russells approaches slowly. Russells: I said, "hands up!" We will engage if you don't cooperate. Williams: [He turns around to face Russells. He raises his arms up to his shoulders.] Please… just leave me alone. Can't you see what I'm trying to do? [22:29]: Russells advances. He is approximately 5 meters away from Williams. Along the edge of the frame, Smith also advances. Russells: Kenneth. Step away from the edge of the bridge and walk towards me slowly. [22:30]: Williams takes a single step backward, leaning his body to the edge of the bridge. Russells continues to approach Williams and is now 4 meters away. The sound of a horn can once again be heard, this time sounding louder. Williams: You don't understand. Laura isn't dead. Look, I know I sound crazy and stupid or whatever but I know I'm right. I've been pouring over the research for months. This is the only other place I know of where I can get close to SCP-5850. If I don't do it now, it'll only take more time before it travels somewhere else that I can get to. You have to let me at least try. Russells: That won't be necessary. Either you'll do as I order you to or we'll be forced to shoot. Williams: Look. [He pauses.] None of the documents will tell you the truth. Laura and I spent so much wasted time… We would stay up all night for days, just looking over numbers in our bedroom. It was… it was peaceful. Russells: [He pauses.] I'm sorry for you, Kenneth. But how does any of that right now solve anything? Williams: You don't understand. [He begins to cry.] Do you know what she was going to tell me? Before she died? Russells: We can talk about that once we're back home. But right now, you're endangering yourself and plenty of other people. We need you to come with us. Williams: She… she had a miscarriage. After we spent forever trying to have one. I found the reports in her locker. [He continues crying.] Don't you get it? I can get her back. I know I can, I just need more time. You have to let me try. Russells: Nothing you're saying right now makes sense. You're upset, I get it. But if something was to happen to you, we'd all be at a loss. Williams: Please, just let me do this. I have all the equipment set up, I just need this final test. Russells: You need to come with us. This is your final warning. [22:35]: SCP-5850 becomes visible behind Williams. Russells advances until he is approximately 2 meters away. Williams: Fine, so be it. [His eyes continue to water as he takes a deep breath.] I guess my only other option is to go where she is. [22:33]: Williams jumps backward, going over the wall of the bridge. Russells attempts to fire at Williams but is unsuccessful at incapacitating him. Williams falls to the ground in front of SCP-5850. Seconds later, SCP-5850 impacts Williams. Russells: God… damnit. [He sighs before pausing.] Stevenson, get Mayers. Tell 'em to bring a body bag. [END LOG] Following this incident, an additional SCP-5850-A was discovered sitting near another instance. Footnotes 1. Please refer to Document: MEM303-5850.B for more information concerning olf values. 2. Now referred to as "olf counters." 3. A later discussion with Smith informed Foundation personnel that he returned to the site after hearing Williams yelling. |
SCP-5851 | keter | You've always worked well when typing up your articles, writing so it displays the information concise enough for others to read. This was a new story, though. Something about SCP-5851 was different. You could only write about him once you saw him. It was written in the second person, a lot like the stuff you'd read when you were younger. You'd see it him every day, sitting carelessly in his standard humanoid cell, and you could tell with the way he subconsciously ran his hand through his hair that he was thinking about you. When you locked eyes, he smiled and winked. Kya! Your heart almost skipped a beat. He knew that once you acknowledged him, it was fate. It was meant to be. You'd meet each other again someday. A slow, burning fire lit in your heart at the thought. Something ignited inside you; A desire to know more. So you went on. He was the entity of your dreams; Charming, flirtatious but timid, with deep, deep eyes, a passionate hazel boring through your core. There was no doubt about it– You were infatuated. You loved watching him, even if you were strictly advised not to, even to go as far as to put no way of seeing him in his room, but you felt the connection. You first noticed him through a crack in the doorway, curiosity grabbing ahold of you, and saw him fidgeting with his hands. He looked so alone. So cold. "Ah, what are you reading, darling?" A voice called from behind you. You turned away from your notes to see SCP-5851 leaning on the doorway. He flashed a mischievous grin. "Are you surprised, y/n? Some people think of you as average, but I just can't seem to take my eyes off of you." "SCP-5851, You're not supposed to be here!" You gasped, "What if you get caught?" He smirked, "That doesn't happen easily, babe." "Wh- SCP-58?-" "Some people call me a Keter, but that doesn't change anything between us. Your beauty has contained my heart." He was so daring, talking about the way he couldn't be completely contained…you knew he was a big fat liar too, because he thrives off your attention and willingness to pick apart all his mannerisms, little by little, word by word… "…Don’t look at me like that. You look ill. Did something happen while I was away?” SCP-5851 asked, grazing a large hand over your cheek. It He always made an effort to gaze at you. His other hand gently took yours, your fingers interlocking. “You need to take care of yourself, overworking isn’t healthy.” “I’m fine, just a little cold,” you assure him. You felt cold, but you were blazing with affection on the inside. SCP-5851 had lit a spark you didn’t even know you had, making you more fiery than usual. Still, something tugged at the back of your mind. This felt wrong. It’s already too late. I’m doomed. You didn’t need to worry about that anymore. It was just fear; fear that someone might find out, or look at SCP-5851, or figure out you’re writing fanfiction for an article. They were thoughts to let go of, you wrote. “You’re a good writer.” SCP-5851 said, “Did you think of this yourself?” “Well…no. It’s about you. We haven’t finished it yet, because we can only write about you when we see you, and by then, it’s over.” “Y/n, are you thinking of breaking up with me?!” He laughed, throwing his head back before relaxing again and wrapping his arms around you as you frantically scribbled. “Do you mind if I edit it a bit?” He asked, leisurely guiding your hand and striking out a few sentences. You loved his assertive nature. You leaned back on your chair, giving looking up to see SCP-5851's gorgeous hazel eyes looming over you. Your heartbeat thundered in your ears. He looked so beautiful…You pulled his head closer. “Y/n, from the moment I saw you…” You chuckled, “You tell everyone that. That’s how we found you, remember? By the river, feeding off a girl’s heat and lifeforce…” You knew this was what he was doing to you, too. He loved you too much, and just wanted you to be happy with him. But how could you, when he was literally burning your organs from the inside? You're dead meat now, anyway. You want this to end quickly. “It was so long ago, I don’t recall." He paused. "Hold on. I missed something," he glanced back up at the document, quickly drawing a line through your mistakes. "Every minute without someone like you, I feel so weak, and so cold… It hurts so much, y/n. Nobody seems to be as passionate as I am. Everyone I fall for, I’m so attached…I give so much, and they just, y/n, are you even listening? They just burn out…” He reluctantly pulled away from you, his eyes watering. What was he talking about? In your last moments, you quickly threw this into your notes, hopeful whoever read it would take it into consideration when studying SCP-5851. The entity absorbs energy from internal organs after making direct eye contact. “Wh- Y/n, do you feel empty already? This isn’t fair…I thought you were the one this time. You understood me, and that takes rotten work.” He cupped your face in his palms, and you felt your insides melting with love and the overwhelming flame in your heart. “Why does it feel different this time, darling? Why do I feel bad this time?” You sigh, cracking a smile. He noticed your writing hand on the desk, struggling to document your last moments with SCP-5851. “Hah…So I guess everyone will know about me now. I’ll be cold for a long time.” His eyes bore into you, and you stare back. You barely notice yourself losing consciousness. “But you know, y/n, I’ll remember this moment forever.” ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5851" by Tropinano, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5851. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-5852 | keter | SCP-5852: "You've got teeth in your bugs." Author: Cyvstvi. Image Credit: See comments. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Cyvstvi "You've got teeth in your bugs." by Cyvstvi More by this author Item #: SCP-5852 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the random nature of SCP-5852, physical containment of all affected specimens is impossible. It is unknown what causes SCP-5852 to manifest within members of Cicadoidea; therefore prevention within localised clusters of specimens is currently unfeasible. To obfuscate the nature of SCP-5852, Cover Story 5852.1 "Tumorous Growth Disease" has been disseminated to national and local media in locations with sizable populations of Cicadoidea. This has, in-turn, been further disseminated by entomological experts to the point that "Cicada Mange" has become a recognised disease in Entomology. Any reported instances of SCP-5852-1 located in the wild are to be immediately secured by MTF Lambda-12 (“Pest Control”) and contained within the Entomology Department of Site-21. Amendment to Special Containment Procedures: At no point should research staff assigned to SCP-5852 make skin-to-skin contact with instances of SCP-5852-1. Description: SCP-5852 is the designation given to the anomalous growth of human teeth in specimens of the Superfamily Cicadoidea. Specimens afflicted by SCP-5852 are designated SCP-5852-1. Fig 1.1: Exemplar tooth extracted from an instance of SCP-5852-1. This growth typically begins in the external structure of the specimen albeit internal onset growth has been observed in a selection of instances. SCP-5852 appears to cause intense discomfort for the specimen as the anomalous teeth will displace the surrounding tissues to allow for its own growth. This may result in fatal injuries occurring in the specimen, especially if the resultant teeth emerge in the cardiovascular or nervous systems of the insect. Instances of SCP-5852-1 will continue to anomalously grow teeth until the specimen's exoskeleton is entirely overwhelmed by the presence of teeth. At this point, instances of SCP-5852-1 will proceed to slough their entire exoskeleton in a process not dissimilar from moulting.1 This process will result in the death of the specimen due to the tooth-filled exoskeleton rupturing the soft, underdeveloped exoskeleton beneath. Analysis was conducted on the condition of teeth resulting from SCP-5852 growth. Tooth condition Rate of occurrence in instances of SCP-5852-1 Discolouration 31.29% Cavitation 28.65% Tumoured 23.91% Macrodontia2 5.42% Microdontia3 4.92% Gemination4 2.38% Ectopic growth5 1.98% Dental restoration 1.45% Discovery: The first instances of SCP-5852-1 were discovered nesting in the roof of the Templeton Memorial Church located in Templeton, West Virginia. The Templeton Memorial Church was the site of a White-Level event. Addendum: On 21/07/2012, Dr. Charles Greaves, senior researcher at Site-21, complained of a mild toothache in his canines and was submitted to the medical office. Extraction was conducted on the affected teeth, leading to the discovery of several juvenile instances of Magicicada cassinii6 burrowed inside his teeth. Following this event, all staff at Site-21 were scheduled for a mandatory tooth examination. It was subsequently discovered that all staff assigned to SCP-5852 had numerous specimens of Cicadoidea burrowing inside of their teeth. The extracted specimens later became afflicted with SCP-5852. Analysis conducted on these instances of SCP-5852-1 discovered that the developed teeth were exact copies of the teeth extracted from their previous hosts. Direct handling of instances of SCP-5852-1 is now strictly forbidden. Footnotes 1. Analysis of this moulted exoskeleton has found that it is wholly composed of hydroxyapatite, a naturally occurring calcium mineral found in tooth enamel. 2. Tooth that is larger in size than usual. 3. Tooth that is smaller in size than usual. 4. A developing tooth that has split into two different teeth. 5. Tooth's enamel has developed in an extraordinary position, typically the root. 6. More commonly known as the 17-year cicada or dwarf periodical cicada ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5852" by Cyvstvi, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5852. 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: ExtractedTooth.jpg Name: Extracted Wisdom Tooth Author: Storkk License: CC-BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-5853 | euclid | SCP-5853 - Ticky Taffy Town ⚠️ Content warning: This article contains graphic imagery, gore, and violent subject matter. This article may be unsuitable for readers sensitive to said subject matter. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} close Info X Info about the article ⚠️ Content warning: This article contains graphic imagery, gore, and violent subject matter. 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Special Containment Procedures: All SCP-5853 products are subject to public recall. Supplies of SCP-5853 are to be contained in a standard containment unit at Secure Facility 64, Wing-F. Any instances of SCP-5853 discovered being sold are to be immediately intercepted. All episodes of SCP-5853-A have been removed from air and scans for further television broadcasts and online video are to be performed with positive returns to be expunged from their respective platforms. Under no circumstances may any Foundation personnel1 that have children or are considering parenthood be assigned to SCP-5853. Description: SCP-5853 are packaged taffy confections. Each package of SCP-5853 contains two candies: one blue - raspberry flavored, and one red - cherry flavored. While the blue candy has thus far shown no anomalous effects, any individual who consumes the red SCP-5853, after reciting the key phrase, will be transported to an extra-dimensional space. This space coincides with the features of “Ticky Taffy Town”, henceforth referred to as “SCP-5853-A”, a 90's era television program that advertised SCP-5853 prominently. The anomaly was brought to the attention of the Foundation by way of the UIU, who had become aware of an apparent correlation between disappearances of children and the airing of SCP-5853-A. SCP-5853 is theorized to be responsible for the disappearances of an estimated 3500 children between the years 1994-1999 SCP-5853 Document File 1: Discovery Notable connections between child disappearances are as follows: 1. Parents of missing children have reported that their child was last seen within, or assumed to be heading into, a kitchen pantry. 2. Upon searching for missing children, the only evidence found in the vicinity were open Ticky-Taffy wrappers. In all cases the cherry-flavored portion was not present, leaving the blue raspberry portion. 3. The previously aired episode of SCP-5853-A had the appearance of a secondary character, “Mr. Hister”. 4. In all cases in which the parent was nearby upon the disappearance of the child, music of the show’s theme song could be heard. The anomaly was relinquished from the UIU to the Foundation following the disappearance of a UIU operative's child. Formal request for SCP designation was sent to Administration with notable documentation contained henceforth. SCP-5853 Document File 2: SCP-5853-A Character Descriptions Physical descriptions and characteristics of the 5 main “characters”, henceforth referred to as “entities”, of SCP-5853-A: SCP-5853-A-1: Mr. Squibbles Description: A bipedal humanoid figure with the head of a plush octopus. Entity is approximately 3.2 meters in height and consistently wears khakis and a red sweater vest. Personality: Takes the role of a father figure within SCP-5853-A. Has a patient and benevolent manner, and often touts the episode's lesson. SCP-5853-A-2: Mrs. Bobble Description: A female entity dressed in attire similar to that of a stereotypical clown, with blue hair, white makeup, red nose and an over-sized, multi-colored blouse and cargo pants. Personality: Entity is often portrayed as a bringer of questions to SCP-5853-A-1 concerning the day’s lesson or theme. SCP-5853-A-3: Kizzy Wink Description: A small entity roughly 1 meter in height that resembles a bipedal feline. Possesses humanoid hands and an oversized head in comparison to the size of the remainder of its body. Personality: Entity is often the perpetrator of the events that illicit the need for a daily lesson and theme. Often benign, but mischievous, the entity is the surrogate avatar for the young audience. SCP-5853-A-4: Franzipans Description: A small, rotund, plush-like avian entity roughly 0.3 meters in both length and wingspan. Entity has an anthropomorphic hammer in place of a beak. Despite its small wingspan, entity is able to fly and will often hit the other entities as a form of physical comedy. Personality: Appears to be the companion pet of SCP-5853-A-3, often annoying SCP-5853-A-1. SCP-5853-A-5: Mr. Hister Description: A 2.3 meters high, presumably male2 humanoid entity with a long, golden-yellow hooded-robe. Entity uses tentacles that emerge from beneath its cloak as a means of transport. Attempts at obtaining facial descriptions have proven difficult due to the significant distorting effects it has on SCP-5853-A recordings when entering the video frame. Current attempts to describe its face note that it resembles a misshapen, tumorous human skull. Personality: While the entity is not depicted as hostile by SCP-5853-A, it is visually and verbally disturbing. SCP-5853 Document File 3: Critera & Relevant Info All episodes of SCP-5853-A that contain SCP-5853-A-5, typically start with hyper-colorized, pleasant lighting and tone, as consistent with that of children’s programing. The main cast of entities (SCP-5853-A-1 — 4 ) will act as normal throughout the first half of the episode while learning about the day's lesson. Teachings include tying shoes, the importance of brushing teeth, locking doors, listening to your parents, and telling the truth, et cetera. The mood is often bright, and after the episode's opening montage, the theme song continues to play along in the background. Theme Song & Background Music Prior to SCP-5853-A-5’s Entrance Lyrics removed as potentially cognitiohazardous. It’s Ticky Taffy Town time It’s Ticky Taffy Town time Octopus and clown time Hammer bird and feline No time to feel down time No time to feel down time It’s Ticky Taffy Town time It’s Ticky Taffy Town time However, when SCP-5853-A-5 enters the frame, noticeable distortions appear. Distortions include, but are not limited to: dulled video quality, over-saturation of color, and substantially decreased contrast. Additionally, the usual upbeat background theme is transposed from C-Major Ionian to B-Locrian. Theme Song & Background Music During SCP-5853-A-5 Effect Lyrics removed as potentially cognitiohazardous. It’s Ticky Taffy Town time It’s Ticky Taffy Town time Children of the Crown time Red of flesh and death time Dreamlands wait for all time Dreamlands wait for all time It’s Ticky Taffy Town time It’s Ticky Taffy Town time When on screen, the subject matter changes quite drastically as SCP-5853-A-5 offers stark nihilistic messages about reality, existence, death, and time. SCP-5853-A-1 — 4 will show signs of distress at the content of SCP-5853-A-5's speech and will attempt to offer positive counterarguments, but these are inevitably refuted by SCP-5853-A-5. Some of note are as follows: - “To exist is such a holy endeavor, that the Gods find it impossible.” - “I met God the other day, I stared at Him, and He stared back. I cried and He cried. I laughed and He laughed. When I went to embrace Him, my hands could not pass through the Mirror.” - “Flesh is not the truth.” - “Your parents will soon die, and so will you.” - “Days have become weeks, and weeks have become moments, seconds long, decades apart. Time is ebbing, flowing, undulating as a worm through the dirt, moving towards the beak of a bird. For a long time, it has only been the ever infinite now.” - “I feel nothing but the nothingness.” - “You may not believe in the slaughter, but the slaughter believes in you.” Upon departing the scene, SCP-5853-A-5 will remark "I shall now be departing to the land of right, with the truth of red to be my might" as it enters the large dresser with the words “Mr. Squibbles’s Treasure Chest” written on the top. Following SCP-5853-A-5's departure, the episode will continue as if SCP-5853-A-5 had never visited; none of the main characters will mention the previous conversations or events. It is believed that SCP-5853-A-5’s closing remark may have some role to play in the disappearance of the children. (See Addendum: SCP-5853-A-B) SCP-5853 File 6: Testing Log-1-1 SCP-5853 File 6: Testing Log-1-1 - Close File Date: 01-04-2000 Lead Researcher: Frank Monroe Junior Researchers: Tracy Klaus, Morgan Eskew Ethics-Committee Consultant: Jennifer Lam Security Agent: Alexi Bekolev Site-64 Observation Room: OBR-6 Audio-Visual Transcription Forward: D-643980 is to be restrained to a detainment chair situated in front of a television set in the middle of the observation room, SCP-5853-OBR. D-Class is to be monitored using standard medical equipment. Junior Researcher is to scan infrared, ultra-violet and other frequency wavelengths of audio-visual data for anomalous, cognitohazardous, or memetic activity. Ethics Committee Consultant is to sit in on the test. Lead Researcher is to signal to begin the test. Frank Monroe: Lead Researcher, Frank Monroe commencing with test SCP-5853-1. We are using SCP-5853-A episode 03, season 01, the first appearance of Mr. Hister, SCP-5853-A-5. Tracy Klaus: Vitals steady, everything normal. D-643980: What do you freaks have for me this week? SCP-5853-A episode begins. D-643980: What the shit is this?! Frank Monroe: Please D-Class, just watch the show. As the show opens, D-643980 begins watching more intently. While initially a cognitohazard is suspected, scans from Junior Researcher Morgan Eskew reveal no anomalous influence. Frank Monroe: Morgan, everything looking good on the additive levels? Morgan Eskew: All good sir, a small increase in Hume, nothing but indeterminacy can’t shrug off. D-643980: Say Doc? I assume there’s some “Doc” watching all this. Why this show? Tracy Klaus: Heart rate increasing, as well as perspiration. Frank Monroe: D-Class, we are investigating a new anomaly. That’s all you need to know. D-643980: It's just… I got some memories with this show. My younger brother, he used to watch this show all the time, until he… until he disappeared. D-643980 sighs. I miss him. Upon hearing this, Jennifer Lam is visibly shaken. Dr. Monroe, Mrs. Lam, and Researcher Eskew all look at one another. Frank Monroe: Mrs. Lam? Jennifer Lam: Give me a minute. Frank Monroe: Mrs. Lam, do we proceed with this D-Class?! Jennifer Lam: Give me a moment! What I want to know is, how the hell this wasn't vetted! Frank Monroe: I'm so sorry about this, but I have no idea how this was missed. Morgan! Any change in Hume or hazard? Morgan Eskew: It's the same as before. There's been no change. Frank Monroe: Lam! Do we proceed? Jennifer Lam: I’m thinking, damnit! SCP-5853-A-5 makes it appearance on screen. Frank Monroe: Lam? Jennifer Lam: Proceed! I’ll take the hit if anything comes of it. D-643980: To himself. Man, I don’t remember the show getting this dark. Jeremy… watched this shit? Frank Monroe: Thank you. You make the calls I can't. Jennifer Lam: Well, it is my job. Morgan Eskew: Alright, let’s focus on the test. Frank Monroe: Whispers under his breath. How’d we miss that? The show continues. SCP-5853-A-5 departs, and the show has its closing song, credits roll, and the show ends. D-643980: Well, that was fucken weird. Frank Monroe: D-Class, are you ready to proceed to the next part of the test? D-643980: I mean, I don’t have a choice, do I? Frank Monroe: Not really. Just trying to be cordial. D-643980: Yeah all these straps… real cordial. Frank Monroe: Agent Bekolev, please undo torso restraints on the D-Class. Agent Bekolev: Copy. Agent Bekolev proceeds to un-latch the leather restraints on D-643980. Researcher Klaus removes the monitoring equipment and attaches a mic, earpiece, receiver, and shoulder camera mount. D-643980: Fancy toys, this must cost a fortune. Tracy Klaus: Spare no expense. Frank Monroe: Agent Bekolev, please remove shackles and hand restraints. Upon removal, you are authorized to terminate the D-Class should he fail to register any command within five seconds. D-Class, do you understand? Agent Bekolev readies his firearm by engaging the slide. D-643980: Yeah… Agent Bekolev: Copy sir. Frank Monroe: Agent Bekolev, please hand D-Class the SCP-5853 package. Agent Bekolev: Copy. Agent Bekolev puts an package of SCP-5853 into D-643980’s hands. D-643980: Oh shit! I haven't seen these in years. They're like a novelty now, huh? I always liked the raspberry; Jeremy always took the cherry… Frank Monroe: D-Class, on the back of the box you will find a phrase taped to it. Please eat a red piece, and the red piece only, then say the phrase. D-643980: What kind of weird ass… Frank Monroe: Five seconds, D-643980. Bekolev? D-643980: Okay! Okay! Okay, Jeez. D-643980 consumes the red SCP-5853 candy and recites the key phrase. D-643980: “Flesh is not the truth.” Morgan Eskew: Sir, Hume levels are now rising. I think we’re in. Frank Monroe: Perfect, D-Class, please sit down and report anything strange. D-643980: Okay, umm, no, nothing… wait… what? Video feed from D-643980’s camera distorts and the theme song of SCP-5853-A can be heard. D-643980: Fuck! D-643980 disappears from the observation area. Morgan Eskew: Hume levels returning to baseline. Tracy Klaus: Switching to D-Class Audio-Visual. Frank Monroe: D-Class. Come in D-Class. Can you hear me? SCP-5853 File 6: Testing Log-1-2 SCP-5853 File 6-Testing Log: 1-2 - Close File D-643980 Audio-Visual Log-Transcription D-643980’s video feed is completely black except for one single stream of light splitting down the center field of view. D-634980's audio shows slight signs of static and distortion, but remains intelligible. D-643980: Yes, copy. I mean, fuck. Shit, where did you send me? Where am I? Video feed from D-643980 shows that he attempts to turn around and return but is met with blackness and an audible thud. Frank Monroe: We don’t know. That’s why you’re there. Move forward please. D-643980: Well, I don't have anyone pointing a gun at my head anymore, so I ain't doing shit. I'll just stay here until you come get me. Frank Monroe: If we get you, D-Class, you will be terminated. Just do what we say and things will be fine. D-643980: Are you fucking kidding me? D-643980 sighs. Okay, fine, I'm moving forward. There's this door. It seems like I'm, uh, like I'm in some kind of big closet. Frank Monroe: Please exit if you can. D-643980 pushes open the doors and falls out on. The shoulder camera spins as D-643980 stumbles, revealing “Mr. Squibbles’s Treasure Chest”. D-643980: Jesus! D-643980 stands up, the video feed shows the rest of the room. The theme song of the show continues in a loop in the background. The room is an exact replica of the SCP-5853-A set, however locations that aren't shown during the airing of episodes — or otherwise remain unseen to the general audience, are filled with blank, white backdrop. The sound of a door opening can be heard. SCP-5853-A-1 through -4 walk through the front. SCP-5853-4 is skipping and speaking indistinctly. D-643980 returns to hide in “Mr. Squibbles’s Treasure Chest”. Frank Monroe: D-Class, please extend the camera out so that we can see. D-643980 opens the chest's door slightly and points the camera outwards. SCP-5853-A-3: What a day! We sure did learn a thing or two! SCP-5853-A-4: Wouldn’t be another wonderful wacky Ticky Taffy day if we didn’t! SCP-5853-A-4 flies around the room and bumps SCP-5853-A-1 in the head. SCP-5853-A-1: My tentacles! SCP-5853-A-2 - 4 laugh. SCP-5853-A-1: Cut that out you two! We only have a bit longer before the town meeting! SCP-5853-A-2: Oh boy! I hope someone brought some good ones! SCP-5853-A-1: I’m sure they will be great, like all the others! I for one, am looking forward to it! SCP-5853-A-3: As always! I don’t think we got any yet. SCP-5853-A-2: Yes, usually we would see them by now. SCP-5853-A-4 flies toward the camera. D-643980 pulls the camera back inside, D-643980's breathing is fast and labored. SCP-5853-A-4: Can’t forget to check! To check! SCP-5853-A-1 opens the doors and looks down at D-643980. SCP-5853-A-1: Oh, what pleasure! Hello there, little boy! Welcome to Ticky Taffy Town! I am Mr. Squibbles. D-643980 screams. SCP-5853-A-3: Why is this one so loud? And so big! SCP-5853-A-1: Little boy, it is alright! Mr. Squibbles doesn’t mean to cause you fright! D-643980 stops screaming, the camera feed is noticeably shakey. D-643980: Sir, what do you want me to do? Both SCP-5853-A-1 and Doctor Monroe reply. SCP-5853-A-1: Just have a seat and calm down. Come join us for the engagement in town! Frank Monroe: Engage with entities while we form an extraction plan. D-643980: Engage?! Both SCP-5853-A-3 and Monroe reply. SCP-5853-A-3: Ment! It’s the gathering after we all learn our lessons. Frank Monroe: We will be sending a team in shortly for extraction. Remain calm, retreat only if absolutely vital. D-643980: Fuck, ok. Suddenly SCP-5853-A-2 loses all its color and turns a glowing red. SCP-5853-A-2: What did you just say, young man? The camera feed starts warping, and video quality drops substantially. D-643980: I’m sorry! I’m sorry. I was scared. SCP-5853-A-1: Mrs Bobble, do calm down. If the boy was scared, he's allowed to to express himself. However, young sir, do find better language to do so, if you would please. It’s not good to make Mrs. Bobble upset, lest you fail his righteous test. Do you understand? Frank Monroe: D-Class, do not, in any circumstances anger the entities! It may mean the difference between life and death. D-643980: Replying to both simultaneously. Yes sir. SCP-5853-A-3: What’s your name, kid? Why are you so big? Frank Monroe: D-Class, I have a hunch. Do not let them know you are an adult. D-643980: My name, uh… is uhh, Davey and I have a… umm… growth disorder, my… uhh, bones are really big, you see. SCP-5853-A-1: Remarkable! Well Davey, we must be off to the town meeting! You will join us as our esteemed guest. Frank Monroe: D-Class, please proceed, we need to see the extent of the anomalous area. D-643980: Quietly. Sounds great… D-643980’s camera feed is led outside the front door of the domicile. D-643980 turns the camera around to show that on the front door there is an address number that reads “S01E03”. Frank Monroe: That’s very interesting, hey Eskew? Morgan Eskew: Yes Doctor? Frank Monroe: Can you bring me the list of all the episodes of SCP-5853-A that feature Mr. Hister? Morgan Eskew: Oh. Oh, oh! Yes! I See. Outside the house, the surrounding area is made up of the miniature town that is only seen briefly in the opening sequence of the show. All structures, buildings and roads are made and stylized exactly as the miniature set-pieces would be, however are to full scale. Past what could only be seen in the immediate areas in the opening sequence, the larger space drops off to the same vacant white backdrop as to what was seen in the SCP-5853-A house. Scattered throughout this large expanse is other copies of the town, each with their own SCP-5853-A house. The towns have no regard for placement, some being located overhead or below across the vast whiteness. A long pathway leading from each house converges to a single location in the distance. This location is that of a small-town square, containing a cobblestone roundabout and a large fountain in the center. D-643980’s camera is whirled around as the group walks. Jennifer Lam: D-Class, wait. Point your shoulder up to the diagonal right, about a half turn, and then at one o’clock. D-643980: Huh? Frank Monroe: Jen, what do you see? D-Class, please follow that request. D-643980: Yeah, okay. SCP-5853-A-2: Aww, now Dave! Don’t sound so down! Can’t be blue when you’re with this clown! SCP-5853-A-4 then flies into SCP-5853-A-1’s head. SCP-5853-A-1: My tentacles! All entities burst out laughing. D-643980 nervously chuckles. D-643980: Heh. D-643980’s camera feed pans up and to the right. Jennifer Lam: Monroe, see that? Frank Monroe: Huh? Jennifer Lam: Eskew, zoom in. D-643980’s camera feed zooms in on one of the long roads the distance. There are other versions of SCP-5853-A-1 - 4 walking down their respective road. Frank Monroe: D-643980, please turn your camera view so that we may see some other roads out there. Can you see anything? D-643980: Uh, yeah, I can, but I gotta stay quiet. SCP-5853-A-3 turns to D-643980. SCP-5853-A-3: Don’t be quite! Start a riot! You’re stuck here now, might as well try it! Frank Monroe: Good point D-Class, just try to point your camera at the other pathways in the distance. D-643980 raises a thumbs up into the camera feed. Morgan Eskew: Here it is Dr. Monroe. Frank Monroe: Thank you, Eskew. Jennifer Lam: There! Lam gasps. Oh God. There's a kid with each group. I've counted 3 so far. D-643980’s camera feed shows that small children are walking with each of the groups of SCP-5853-A-1 - 4. Frank Monroe: D-Class, please if you can aim your camera at one of the entities’ homes that are in the towns floating around you. Camera feed from D-643980, shows him hold up a quick middle finger, before the motion of the camera is aimed at a distant entity house. Frank Monroe: Eskew, zoom further. Can you make out the number on the door? Morgan Eskew: Barely. Jennifer Lam: Oh man. It reads “Sierra…Oscar…3…Echo…13”. Frank Monroe: Ok so, yes… ok, so season three, episode thirteen, is on the list of episodes featuring SCP-5853-A-5. Jennifer Lam: How many seasons was this show on? Frank Monroe: Five. Jennifer Lam: And how many episodes in each season? Morgan Eskew: Twenty-seven. Jennifer Lam: So exactly how many episodes are stealing children? Frank Monroe: We’ve counted thirty… umm… thirty-one episodes with Mr. Hist… umm SCP-5853-A-5. Jennifer Lam: Jesus, with re-runs, VHS sales, and that crazy internet showing everything now… how many children? Hundreds? Thousands? Frank Monroe: I would gather. Morgan Eskew: We gotta know how to properly contain this thing then! Frank Monroe: Alright, MTF it is. I’ll submit the request. Jennifer Lam: You’ll need my endorsement. Which I am not willing to give. Frank Monroe: Huh? Jennifer Lam: I’m sorry, but we can't send countless MTF ops into some place we know absolutely nothing about. That could just end up as a needless loss of life. Frank Monroe: Jen! Jennifer Lam: I hate this as much as you do, but we're in no position to do anything right now outside of pulling this from the public and containing it. For all we know, the children are already dead. Frank Monroe: So, what do we do with the D-Class? Jennifer Lam: We gather as much information as we can now, and then try to get him the hell out later. D-643980 whispers into his mic. D-643980: Hey, guys, we’re here. Camera feed pans up as Researcher Eskew zooms the camera back out to bring the panorama function online. All the SCP-5853-A-1 - 4 entities from each episode have gathered at the fountain. Over one hundred entities and over two hundred children can be seen. D-643980 and his respective entities are located immediately at the fountains edge with children and other entities crowding around. Most of the children are in a state of petrified fear, while others look sleep-deprived, most are crying. The entities converse amongst themselves in a strange, unknown language. As the last of the groups make their way to the area, the continual background theme stops. All the entities in unison: I now arrive to the sea of sin, with the red of my flesh to offer him! From a point in the white, 15 meters above the fountain, a large 3 by 2-meter mirror-like rectangle appears. The rectangle starts spinning until the blur of its motion creates a black void, out from which SCP-5853-A-5 emerges. Unison: Mister Hister! The mirror behind SCP-5853-A-5 slows down to a stop, its reflective surface expels a continuous stream of white light. From the white back-drop surrounding the space, hundreds of dark humanoid entities materialize, each motionless, suspended upside-down in the air. Each humanoid entity is the size of a child. Frank Monroe: D-Class, focus in on SCP-5853-A-5. Do not interact, unless advised. D-643980: Whispering. Just get me out of here, okay? Frank Monroe: We’ll do our best. SCP-5853-A-5 speaks. Its voice is a combination of many overlapped whispers and hisses. When it speaks the suspended figures twitch and shake. SCP-5853-A-5: Hello, my children. How is everyone today? The crowd of SCP-5853-A entities cheer and jump. SCP-5853-A-5: That’s so good to hear. My children, it is time to tell Mister Hister what lesson you learned today. SCP-5853-A entities continue cheering. SCP-5853-A-5: Ennie, Meanie, Minnie, Moe, catch a sinner by the toe. SCP-5853-A-5 points long, slender, bony finger at one of the children opposite D-643980 on the other side of the fountain. SCP-5853-A-5: Yes, you my child. What is your name? The child is a female with blonde hair, approximately four to six years of age. She appears disturbed. SCP-5853-A-Child-1-?: Um… Ummmm. SCP-5853-A-5: My child, do I frighten you? Don’t you remember Mister Hister? D-643980: Whispers into mic. This doesn’t look good. Frank Monroe: Just observe D-Class. It's all we can do for right now. SCP-5853-A-Child-1-?: The child nods. I… My name is Bethany. SCP-5853-A-5: Well Bethany, why don’t you come up here and tell Mister Hister what lesson you learned today. One of SCP-5853-A-5’s many tentacles extend from beneath its robe and picks up the child. The child screams. As she does, the other children are seen trying to run away, but are all intercepted by an SCP-5853-A entity. SCP-5853-A-5: Oh, Bethany, do not cry, have no fear. Just tell Mister Hister what he wants to hear. Did you learn your lesson today? SCP-5853-A-Child-1-?: Yes.. The child sobs. Yes, I did sir… SCP-5853-A-5: And what was the lesson? Say it so all the other children can hear. SCP-5853-A-Child-1-?: I… Um… Today I learned from Mr. Squibbles that it is um.. important to tie your shoes in his special way, so they don’t… um… come lose all day. The cheer of an SCP-5853-A-1 entity can be heard from somewhere in the crowd. SCP-5853-A-5: Oh, Bethany, that is so good, and so smart of you. Your prize is to pass through the mirror and into the Dreamlands! All SCP-5853-A entities cheer in unison. SCP-5853-A Entities: The Dreamlands! The SCP-5853-A-5 tentacle throws the child into the mirror behind it. The child’s cries are cut off as her body crosses the threshold. The mirrored surface increases in luminosity. This causes more children to try to run. The SCP-5853-A entities again restrain those who attempt to flee. Jennifer Lam: Jesus. SCP-5853-A-5: Who is next? How about you friend? SCP-5853-A-5 uses its tentacles to acquire a young male child, with brown hair and glasses, approximately seven to nine years in age. SCP-5853-A-5: Hello my child. What is your name? SCP-5853-A-Child-2-?: Tommy… Sobs. Tommy Mathis. SCP-5853-A-5: Ahh Tommy! You look like such a smart boy with your glasses. Can you tell Mister Hister, did you learn your lesson today? SCP-5853-A-Child-2-?: I um… SCP-5853-A-5: Take your time, Tommy. SCP-5853-A-Child-2-?: I remember today you told us that you met, um God the other day…. you…. uh… stared at him, and… he stared back. You uh cried and he cried too. Um… You laughed and he did too. You went to hug him, but your hands could not umm… pass through the… the… Mirror.’ SCP-5853-A-5: What a smart boy you are! And so rare! Not for this world! SCP-5853-A-5 sighs, as the child it was holding vanishes. SCP-5853-A-5 then turns to the other children. SCP-5853-A-5: I do like when that happens. Who’s next? How about you? SCP-5853-A-5 grabs another child, male, black hair, five to seven years of age. SCP-5853-A-5: And what is your name young man? SCP-5853-A-Child-3-?: The child is sobbing uncontrollably. I… I… I… SCP-5853-A-5: Don't be afraid, I just want to know your name. SCP-5853-A-Child-3-?: I… I… Tyrone… Please. SCP-5853-A-5: Well Tyrone, can you tell Mister Hister what lesson you learned today? SCP-5853-A-Child-3-?: I… I… didn’t pay attention… I… I don’t know! SCP-5853-A-5: You didn’t learn anything Tyrone? SCP-5853-A-Child-3-?: No… I… SCP-5853-A-5: Well then Tyrone, you are now going to learn your lesson. SCP-5853-A-5 holds the child over the fountain and begins to flay them starting with the legs. Small chunks of flesh are removed by the tentacles' serrated suckers while the child screams in pain. The child can be seen and heard screaming. Blood and flesh fall into the fountain causing the water to turn red. As SCP-5853-A-5 works its way up the child’s body, it tears away at pieces of skin and flesh and tosses them into the fountain. The SCP-5853-A entities surrounding the fountain rush in and begin to devour the pieces. This causes the remaining children to attempt escape. Video feed from D-643980 shows that he also attempts to flee. All around the tentacles of SCP-5853-A-5 start to grab children at a much faster rate, skipping the pervious introductions and going straight to asking each child what lesson they learned. The many voices comprising SCP-XXX-A-5’s speech ask multiple children at the same time. As each answer they all met fate of the previous children based on their responses. (See Addendum SCP-5853-3) D-643980: Fuck, fuck, fuck, what do I do?! Frank Monroe: Try to find shelter of some sort! Anywhere! In their panic, some of the children run over or are pushed off the side of the floating precipice of the town center. Their bodies, immediately lifted into the air to become a part of the floating figures above SCP-5853-A-5. D-643980's screams are heard as his video feed is pulled rapidly upwards. As D-643980 is above the fountain, dozens of children’s bodies can be seen, dismembered, skinned, quartered, and partially, if not almost completely, eaten. The SCP-5853-A entities gnaw and tear at pieces of flesh as they wade through the fountain, which is now filled with blood, bone, and viscera. SCP-5853-A-5 turns to D-643980. SCP-5853-A-5: Well hello there! You're quite the hefty child, aren't you? No matter. Pray tell, what have you learned today? D-643980: My Name is Dave. Dave… SCP-5853-A-5: And Mr. Trenton, what did you learn today? D-643980: How do I respond?! Frank Monroe: Monroe can be heard flipping rapidly through pages of episode transcripts.: Umm… S01E03… Umm the lesson there was… SCP-5853-A-5: What was that my friend? D-643980: I… I remember, on my way here… I was told by Mr. Squibbles: “Don’t to make Mrs. Bobble upset, lest you fail his hideous test.” SCP-5853-A-5: Oh, my dear child, so close… You should know the consequences of your actions. You are to exist for all stars, amongst your brothers. D-643980: Wait. No. No. No! SCP-5853-A-5 makes an unseen injury on D-643980 and then lifts them to the sky with the other suspended humanoid figures. Video feed from D-643980 shows that a young boy of nine to eleven years of age is suspended upside-down along with D-643980, who is also upside-down. The child is unrecognizable except for identifying clothing. The skin and muscle of show years of decay and dehydration. D-643980: Jeremy!… Is that you!… Oh Jeremy! Oh, no! I… I’m sorry! No! Please! Please wake up! No! Jeremy!… Can you hear me! Jeremy!… Please. Later investigation shows the clothing belonged to that of a Jeremy Trenton who was reported missing to the FBI and later UIU under strange circumstances. D-643980: Oh Jeremy… Frank Monroe: D-Class? One-minute of silence. Frank Monroe: D-643980? One-minute silence. Frank Monroe: D-643980, please show sign of life. For three days, the camera feed from D-643980 can be seen, suspended upside-down next to the body. A continuous stream of red fluid, presumed to be blood, flows constantly over the camera lens. Of note, the volume of blood seen passing the shoulder cam of D-643980 throughout the three days is in excess of eighteen times the amount of blood found in the human body. The feed is terminated three days later. Frank Monroe: I'm sorry, Dave. Addendum: SCP-5853-A-A Addendum: SCP-5853-A-A - Close File In regards to SCP-5853, it is to be noted that UIU Agent Mathis’s son, Thomas, was returned to his personal household kitchen pantry. Contact was made at 03:00am PST, 01-08-2000. Addendum: SCP-5853-A-B Addendum: SCP-5853-A-B - Close File Regarding SCP-5853 and latter D-Class explorational logs: Full understanding of these parameters for any future explorations into/experiments involving SCP-5853-A are necessary. Note that these findings were made from extensive viewing of the recorded evidence of a single D-Class exploration log, and may be inaccurate: -If the SCP-5853-A-Child answers with a lesson from the aired SCP-5853-A episode, they are passed through the “Mirror”. -If the SCP-5853-A-Child answers with a lesson from being in the extra-dimensional space, they are left to hang with the other suspended entities. -If the SCP-5853-A-Child answers that they don’t remember what they learned, didn’t pay attention, didn’t learn anything, or lie (this can also mean giving lessons from an episode other than which episode the SCP-5853-A-Child viewed), the child is, in variable ways, tortured, killed, and consumed. -If the SCP-5853-A-Child answers with a repetition or summation of the phrase Mr. Hister says in the episode, the child will disappear, to be transported back to the kitchen pantry from which they left. (See example in Addendum SCP-5853-A-A) Recovered Interdepartmental Emails-1 Recovered Interdepartmental Emails-1 - Close File To: noitadnuof.CE|malj#noitadnuof.CE|malj From: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf Date: 01-09-2000 Subject:Concerning SCP-5853 Jennifer, I feel like it is my duty to follow up. I know you declined MTF operations into the SCP-5853-A area. However, the more I think about it, the more I deem it unconscionable to not do everything in our power to find a way to rescue those children. Please Reconsider, Frank Monroe To: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf From: noitadnuof.CE|malj#noitadnuof.CE|malj Date: 01-09-2000 Subject:RE: Concerning SCP-5853 Dr. Monroe, I want to make myself explicitly clear. No operation, nor further exploration into SCP-5853-A shall be performed. Scan the media spaces, recall the candy, and call it a day. The children currently in SCP-5853-A are to be considered lost and we are to move forward with mitigation procedures. Please move forward to containment. Jennifer Lam To: noitadnuof.CE|malj#noitadnuof.CE|malj From: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf Date: 01-09-2000 Subject:RE:RE: Concerning SCP-5853 Mrs. Lam, Please! I beg of you to look into your heart. When I look at my little girl, I can’t help but feel an obligation to help those like her! We must save the children! Think of the kids! Frank Monroe To:noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf From:noitadnuof.CE|malj#noitadnuof.CE|malj Date: 01-09-2000 Subject:RE:RE:RE: Concerning SCP-5853 Frank, We are done here. Any one you send in there will be lost, causing MORE loss of life. We must write the kids off, and look to making it so that others don’t fall to the same fate. Jennifer To: noitadnuof.CE|malj#noitadnuof.CE|malj From: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf Date: 01-09-2000 Subject:RE:RE:RE:RE: Concerning SCP-5853 Jen, that's cold AND cruel. Thought we weren't about that? To:noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf From:noitadnuof.CE|malj#noitadnuof.CE|malj Date: 01-09-2000 Subject:RE:RE:RE: Concerning SCP-5853 Frank, we’ve always been cold. Cruel would be sending more lives in there for no reason. Do not message me again about this or I will recommend disciplinary action. Recovered Interdepartmental Emails-2 Recovered Interdepartmental Emails-2 - Close File To: noitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt#noitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt From: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf Date: 01-10-2000 Subject: Touching Base Terrence, It’s been too long, my friend. How's the Alpha position? If you have the time, I have a personal favor to ask of you. Frank Monroe To: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf From: noitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt#noitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt Date: 01-10-2000 Subject: RE: Touching Base Frank, It has been awhile! How is site life? Do you miss being in the anomalous, instead of studying it? What are you thinking? Terrence Bazarian To: oitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt#oitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt From: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf Date: 01-10-2000 Subject: RE:RE: Touching Base Site life has been good to me. Just been working my way up the ladder. I don’t particularly miss missions. I certainly don’t miss not knowing whether or not the next mission might be my last. You know better than anyone, those people never gave us the full picture. I hope to be better. In that vain Terrence, I have to ask, would you be willing to do a 3 man mission into a spatial anomaly? I will send you all I have. However, this will be off books though, EC has given me nothing but push back. Let me know… Frank Monroe To: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf From: noitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt#noitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt Date: 01-11-2000 Subject: RE:RE:RE: Touching Base Frank, Dude, that's a big ask, man. I know we are brothers, but like, off-books? Why? You have to know Jesse is pregnant. I'm gonna have a little boy. I can’t risk giving up all that… Terrence Bazarian To: oitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt#oitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt From: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf Date: 01-11-2000 Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE: Touching Base Terrence, that's EXACTLY why I’m asking you! This anomaly, its killing children, some as young as 3 years old! I know you would avoid everything about this anomaly… BUT I feel we, you and I, owe it to these children, these families to figure out WHY! You could be saving lives! Consider this karma, a recompense for all that we have done in the name of Secure, Contain and Protect. Think of the children. Frank Monroe To: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf From: noitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt#noitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt Date: 01-13-2000 Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:RE: Touching Base Ok. Fine. I’ll do this for my boy, Caleb. Send me mission specs, call sheet, and I’ll source some agents. To: oitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt#oitadnuof.ftm|nairazabt From: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf Date: 01-11-2000 Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE: Touching Base Caleb is it? A fine name! Documents coming shortly. See you soon, friend. Frank Monroe INCIDENT 5853-Alpha MTF INCIDENT: SCP-5853 - Close File Unauthorized MTF Exploration Log Date: 01-20-2000 Commanding Officer: Frank Monroe - Command Team Lead: Terrence Bazarian - Alpha Right Flank Agent: Robert Faulk - Charlie Left Flank Agent: Mohammed Al Abi - Delta Audio -Visual Log transcript begins post screening of SCP-5853-A. Site-64 Observation Room: OBR-6 Command: Mics and cameras. All MTF members confirm with Command that recording equipment is active. Command: Alright, head over to the counter and eat the red-side of the candy pack. MTF Unison: Copy. Delta: Alpha, why is it not typical command on oversight? Alpha: Monroe is taking over from Field Commander Orandrak for today as he has taken a leave for the weekend. Delta: I don’t remember seeing that in my status reports. Command: Family emergency. Delta: Copy. The team finish eating their respective pierces of SCP-5853. Alpha: Ok, all at once now. MTF in Unison: “You may not believe in the slaughter, but the slaughter believes in you.” Command: Ok team, sit down. The team members each finds spot to sit. Delta: Alpha, I feel… Alpha: Me too Delta… All MTF members are seen disappearing from the observation room. Command: Alpha? Alpha? Alpha? Can you read? Through distorted static, Alpha’s voice can be heard. Alpha: Frank, Command… yes, I read you. Charlie: Ahh, get off! Delta: I am trying, please, move your leg. Alpha: Team, quiet. Ensure cameras are on. Stay frosty. Delta & Charlie: Heard. All MTF cameras show a black void with a single opening of light shining through. Alpha pushes the interior door open and light floods the camera’s view. After the balance settles, the interior set of SCP-5853-A can be seen. An exaggerated kitchen to the right and an overly decorated living room to the left. The exit can be seen ahead, along with three windows. Outside is completely white. Alpha: Scan everything. Delta: Yes sir. The MTF team spreads out into the small set area. Each camera detailing the setting. MTF-Delta’s feed shows a living room with an exaggerated TV set and an oversized reclining chair. MTF-Charlie’s feed shows him rummaging through the kitchen area, finding utensils made of rubber and foam. Charlie: Command, you seeing this? It’s all fake. Command: Noted Charlie. Alpha, progress to the town square area. Alpha: Copy. Team, let’s go. Suddenly, the door to the set area can be heard being opened. Charlie takes a position hiding behind the large recliner. Delta ducks down behind the kitchen counter. Alpha rushes back into the dresser. Alpha: Maintain positions. Weapons hot. Command: Team, do not, under any circumstances, engage with the entities. Charlie & Delta’s camera feeds continue in limited capacity, showing the entities' movements. SCP-5853-A-3: What a day! We sure did learn a thing or two! The SCP-5853-A-3 jumps into the recliner. SCP-5853-A-4: Wouldn’t be another wonderful wacky Ticky Taffy day if we didn’t! The SCP-5853-A-4 flies around the room and bumps SCP-5853-A-1 in the head. SCP-5853-A-1: My tentacles! The SCP-5853-A-2 - 4 entities laugh. SCP-5853-A-1: Cut that out you two! We only have a bit longer before the town meeting! The SCP-5853-A-1 closes the front door behind it. SCP-5853-A-2: Oh boy, I hope we got some good ones! SCP-5853-A-1: I’m sure they will be great like all the others. I for one am looking forward to it! SCP-5853-A-3: As always! I don’t see we got any yet. The SCP-5853-A-3 scans the room. SCP-5853-A-2: Yes, we would have one by now… The SCP-5853-A-4 flies towards the cabinet. Alpha raises his firearm into view. Command: Terrence, don’t. SCP-5853-A-4: Can’t forget to check! To check! The SCP-5853-A-1 entity walks over to the cabinet, opens the doors and looks down at Alpha. SCP-5853-A-1: Hello there, little boy! Welcome to Ticky Taffy Town! I am Mr. Squib… Alpha opens fire. The rounds connect with the entity. Brown rust-colored fluid is seen leaking from the body mass of the SCP-5853-A-1 entity. It stumbles backward and collapses on the floor. SCP-5853-A-1: Owie. SCP-5853-A-1 ceases movement. 6 seconds passes as the other SCP-5853-A entities look at the body. Command: Terrence! I told you to not engage. Alpha: Fuck, Frank, there isn’t much else to do! We are cornered! Every MTF feed records the sound of a sharp scream, followed by many more. The 3 remaining entities in the area also begin screaming. The exterior white surrounding the area dims turning black. After 4 seconds the entities stop screaming. All is quiet and black. Alpha: Quietly. Okay command, switching to NODs. Charlie: Copy. Delta: Yes sir. Feeds from MTF switch from black to night vision. Delta's feed peaks around the kitchen counter. No entities besides SCP-5853-A-4 are in sight within the domicile. Feed from Charlie shows the SCP-5853-A-4 entity suspended in mid air, unmoving, above the incapacitated SCP-5853-A-1 entity. Command: Alpha, this is no longer an exploration mission, the objective is extraction. Priority One is to get you and your team to the Town Center, and tell SCP-5853-A-5 the key phrase. Audio feed begins to degrade substantially, while video feedback reduces from approximately 93% to 87%. Command: … Sacrifice… Chaos… Perception… Alpha: Command? Command’s signals are no longer audible in the recording. Alpha: Command? 3 seconds of static. Alpha: Team, entities clear, evac. Delta: Copy. Charlie: Negative. Alpha: Report Charlie? Charlie: I still have an active threat in sight, Alpha. Alpha: What is it doing? Charlie: Hovering, its stationary. But… like glitching. Feed from Charlie shows the SCP-5853-A-4 entity phasing in and out of location, appearing in both static and transitory forms. Alpha: Charlie, head for the door first. Delta and I will suppress. We will follow up behind you once threat is eliminated. Charlie: Rodger. Alpha: Three… two.. one… go! Charlie’s feed begins to rapidly move towards the interior/exterior door. Alpha’s feed emerges slightly from the dresser. Delta’s feed rises from behind the kitchen counter, the barrel of his rifle partially obscuring the frame. Both MTF feeds observe Charlie attempt to approach the door, the SCP-5853-A-4 entity returns to normal function. The entity speeds at Charlie’s head, making contact and propelling the agent into the neighboring wall. Alpha’s camera shows that the injury is instantly fatal, as Agent Charlie’s cranium appears to shatter upon impact with the wall. Alpha and Delta proceed to open fire upon the entity. The agents continue to engage fire until the entity is brought from flight to immobile on the ground. Gunfire quickly subsides. Alpha: Go! Moo! Head toward door! Delta: Yes, sir! Agent Delta’s feed shakes from behind the kitchen counter and towards the door. Feed from Alpha shows five claws and a shadow pass outside one of the windows. As Alpha opens the door, from the left, the SCP-5853-A-1 entity grabs Agent Delta. The SCP-5853-A-3 entity then uses it claws to tear out a large portion of Agent Delta’s abdomen. Agent Delta continues automatic gunfire upon SCP-5853-A-3 until it ceases movement. SCP-5853-A-1 screams. Last signal received from Agent Delta was of his own hands pulling the pin on an incendiary grenade, while charging the SCP-5853-A-1 entity. Alpha: Moo! Fuck. One of you fuckers left. Where are you? Feed from Alpha shows the shadow of SCP-5853-A-2 bouncing in and out of frame. SCP-5853-A-2 Miss Bobble is upset… SCP-5853-A-2 is seen from Alpha’s feed. The entity is charging at inhuman speeds. Alpha fires a grenade round from his secondary. The impact blows a hole in the entity, and it ceases to move, remaining upright in its prior charging stance. Alpha’s feed rushes across the SCP-5853-A set and exits the building. The entire area is completely black, except what can be illuminated by standard issue MTF - NOD equipment. A narrow pathway is seen, as well as a dim light in the distance. Alpha: Frank, what the fuck? Well, hell, if anyone is even getting this anymore. If I don’t make it outta here, please give all my love to Jesse. Let Caleb know, his father loved him so much. Teach him to not make the same mistakes I did. The camera feed from Alpha continues in night vision down a narrow path towards the growing light in the distance. The sound of SCP-5853-A’s theme song is notably absent. Alpha: I hate Non-Euclidian shit… 182 minutes of travel goes by, and the distant light is no longer in front of the path, but above it. Alpha’s camera feed points upward, suddenly shifts, and loses focus. Alpha: I feel like being pulled by something. I'm on a lower path now. Deeper, longer… Alpha’s feed slowly brightens until the entire feed is whiteout. Second to last notable feed shows Alpha approaching the Town Square. Alpha’s feed goes to static for 8 minutes. Alpha’s feed returns, showing Alpha’s hand reaching out and opening a white wooden door. Past the door is a room with a young woman in a rocking chair. The woman is humming to an infant in her arms. The woman looks up to the camera. The woman appears to be Jesse Bazarian, Agent Bazarian’s wife. Alpha: Jesse? SCP-5853-?: Hello… my, child. The entity holds the infant up. Alpha: Jesse… SCP-5853-?: See the Mirror. Through the Mirror. The Mirror is the only Salvation. Salvation achieved by sacrifice to He Who Is Divine Among the Dreamlands. Release yourself through the Mirror. Ascend through the Mirror. Transcend through the Mirror… SCP-5853-? takes the infant-entity and holds it at arm’s length. With its left hand, the SCP-5853-? figured twists the entity’s head off. Alpha screams and collapses. 11 seconds of static. Feed resumes. Alpha’s camera view is faced towards SCP-5853-A-5. Alpha: I… I… SCP-5853-A-5: Terrence, what did you learn today? Alpha: I… Fuck you. The metallic ping of a grenade pin release can be heard. The feed to Alpha is lost. Recovered Site Email Recovered Site Email – hide block To: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|selimc#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|selimc From: noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf#noitadnuof.pcs.eruces|eornomf Date: 01-22-2000 Subject: Resignation To Whom it May Concern & C. Miles, I regret to inform you that I am no longer able to fulfill my duties as Researcher. I have come to the realization that Lam was right. Although, I don’t agree with her. I can’t keep trying to save the world from the things we study. It’s not about how far I can probe. It’s for our own protection. I need to know when to call it quits. I could spend ‘X’ number of dollars and ‘X’ number lives, sacrificing to whatever… to wherever I think, or wherever I think the ‘Mirror’ may bring us, who ‘Mr. Hister’ might be, or the implications of a clown entity called ‘Bobble’. I could try to chase these down to their penultimate conclusion, sacrificing MTF, D-class and children alike. Lam, she was right. God I’m sorry, Terrence. At the end of the day all SCP-5853 needs is to be hidden. In the dark. I’m sorry, I’m just not made for this. Not anymore. I can no longer do this. Let me forget. Let me go back. Consider this my resignation. Respectfully, Dr. Frank Monroe O5: [STAFF RESIGNATION: DENIED]3 Addendum: SCP-5853-A-C Addendum: SCP-5853-A-C - Close File Formatted Document Contents: Further investigations into production staff and actors turned up no leads. Analysis of SCP-5853-A’s closing credits revealed that instead of staffer names, the credits consisted of a continually growing list of names. Cross-examination into both Foundation and UIU records show that all known names of children who have been reported missing due to what is believed to be SCP-5853-A's effects are listed on the credits. Cross-referencing of the credits against known missing children shows that only 17% of children listed are known to the Foundation and UIU. Of note, as of 1-23-2000, the names Robert Faulk, Mohammed Al Abi, Terrence Bazarian, and Frank Monroe have been added. Frank Monroe is currently M.I.A. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5853" by JayKillbam, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5853. 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. Name: File:Theme Song & Background Music Prior to SCP-5853-1-A’s Entrance Author: Jaykillbam License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source: https://www.buzzsprout.com/1629802/8702184-ticky-taffy-town-aud-1.mp3 Name: File:Theme Song & Background Music During SCP-5853-1-A Effect Author: Jaykillbam License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source: https://www.buzzsprout.com/1629802/8702191-ticky-taffy-town-aud-2.mp3 Name: File:Fluorescent Food: Jolly Rancher Hard Candy (Blue Raspberry and Grape) - Blue LED Author: someHerrings License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source: https://api.creativecommons.engineering/v1/thumbs/4474a0bf-e091-43b5-bc41-28e5d462dfbd « SCP-5852 | SCP-5853 | SCP-5854 » Footnotes 1. Including D-Class 2. Based on voice recordings. 3. Amnestic wipe per Benefit Package Protocol is not available for this staff member, as benefits are not eligible for pending disciplinary actions and demotions. |
SCP-5854 | safe | Item#: 5854 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: critical link to memo Special Containment Procedures: All recovered SCP-5854 instances are to be kept in storage locker 17 in the Site-63 Safe anomaly wing. Foundation web crawlers have been deployed to monitor for any online sales of SCP-5854. Description: Instances of SCP-5854 are pills of varying size, shape and colour, all manufactured by PoI "dado". These pills have been found in bottles just as variable as the pills, with the only consistencies being a label that reads "pills 2 take you 2 better place (very safe no worry)" and a standard best before label with a date sometime in the mid twentieth-century. Upon consumption of an SCP-5854 instance, the subject will immediately expire, and show signs consistent with cyanide poisoning, despite SCP-5854 instances containing only sugar. No further anomalous affects have been observed. Update 24/03/21: On 17/03/21, shortly after initial recovery of the first bottle of SCP-5854 instances, a test was conducted on D-38874. Following an autopsy, the body was disposed of and testing on SCP-5854 was concluded. On 24/05/21, a cassette tape was anonymously delivered to Site-63, labeled as "safety land advertisement number 38", containing a video partially matching the video recorded by D-38874 shortly before consuming SCP-5854. A transcript of the video is available below.1 [BEGIN LOG] Doctor Watts: Alright D-38874, looks like the camera is rolling. You ready to see where this thing takes you? D-38874: Ready as I'll ever be. D-38874 consumes an instance of SCP-5854. D-38874: Oh shit. I- I don't think that- D-38874 collapses on the floor. A bright light not visible to Foundation staff in the room is seen coming from the ceiling. It slowly brightens until D-38874 expires. The bright light fades away revealing that D-38874 has been transported to what appears to be the edge of a rainforest. D-38874 turns around, revealing that he is standing at the front gate of what appears to be a large amusement park, with multiple roller coasters, Ferris wheels, and other common amusement park rides. Standing outside the gate is a humanoid entity wearing a guinea pig costume. Loud stock music begins to play, and the guinea pig starts yelling over it. Guinea Pig: hello friends! welcome to the one and only safety park where things do not go wrong! there is no need to worry about anything bad happening to you or your family, because we here at safety world have guaranteed there will be no evidence of us causing hurt!!1!! The scene changes to the Guinea Pig standing in front of a waterslide. D-38874 is nowhere to be seen. Guinea Pig: are you to tired of all those theme parks being two dangerous to send your kids too? are you tired of fearing for your life when the rollercoaster goes off the tracks? are you tired of having to sue us poor theme parks just because the ferris wheel broke and turned into a giant human meat grinder? Screams are heard from offscreen, right before a log and three human riders crash to the ground next to the Guinea Pig. The subtitles label the screaming as "screams of excitement at how safe everything is". Notably, all of the riders exit the log unscathed, even though two of them had their necks bent at such an angle during the crash that they should have been killed. Guinea Pig: we here at the very safe and amusing park have heard your calls for help, and we have answered by offering the safest possible park on this planet!! we have 100 percent certainty that you will not suffer any long term injuries after arriving in our park. Guinea Pig: but don't take it from me! just trust one of our happy customers! The scene cuts to the front end of a roller coaster. The Guinea Pig is sitting on the left, and an unidentified human is sitting in the right seat. The Guinea Pig has its hand up the back of the human's shirt. Human: this place is the best park i've ever been to! it's so safe, i can even do this!!! As the roller coaster enters a loop, the Guinea Pig passes the human a revolver, and the human presses it against their forehead and pulls the trigger. The bullet passes through their head leaving no mark, and hits the other end of the track. The roller coaster then reaches the part of the track damaged by the gunshot and derails, as the camera falls off the front of the car. The camera lands on the ground below, and the roller coaster can be seen falling off the track and slamming into the support beams, causing the entire track to collapse. One of the beams falls on the camera and the screen goes black. The scene changes again to inside what appears to be a run down shack. The only light is coming from behind the camera. The Guinea Pig is facing the camera, repeatedly stabbing a carving knife into a human corpse. It continues this action while talking. Guinea Pig: wow!!!! wasn't that a nice endorsement! i hope all of you people want to check out the safest park in the world right now! well, if you want to come, just call 1-(800)-426-3236 right now to get 100% offffff!!!!!!!!!11!!!!!!! that's right, just call now and get your tickets absolutely free! The same human from the roller coaster scene enters the frame carrying a large plastic ghost decoration. They give a thumbs up to the camera, before the Guinea Pig cuts off the head of the corpse and reveals that it looks identical to the living human next to it. The scene fades to black and the video ends, although the stock music continues playing to a black screen for another hour. After reviewing the video repeatedly, it was determined that forty-three unique individuals were seen in the background of the video. Of those, thirty-eight were recognized as individuals who had been found dead of cyanide poisoning in the past year. It is unknown where the park featured in the video is located. Footnotes 1. The video contains subtitles with many misspellings that were copied in the transcript. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5854" by Mooagain , from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5854. 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-5855 | keter | by AnActualCrow & Henzoid Item#: 5855 Level3 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo "The Scarlet Muse" by notable post-impressionist Hugo Demóre, c. 1879 Special Containment Procedures: Not enough is currently known about SCP-5855 manifestations to effectively contain SCP-5855 upon manifestation. For this reason, short-term containment efforts should focus on administering Class G amnestics to individuals who have seen SCP-5855 but were unaffected by SCP-5855's non-anomalous antimemetic property. Permanent containment efforts have been directed towards the finalization of Operation: TV DINNER. Upon completion of Operation: TV DINNER and observation of its effectiveness, special containment procedures are to be revised. Description: SCP-5855 is the collective designation for a variety of anomalous fruit bearing one or more human organs/appendages. SCP-5855 instances are sentient and ambulatory, re-positioning themselves by rolling, hopping, or using their human limbs. SCP-5855 instances manifest in close proximity to individuals (hereafter referred to as SCP-5855-A) who have artistic or creative backgrounds1 and are affected by one or more of the following: Severe sleep deprivation. High fever. Hallucinogenic drugs. Psychosis. SCP-5855-A instances often deny that their perceptions of SCP-5855 are accurate, instead believing that they had misidentified non-anomalous fruit or were dreaming. This effect has been deemed non-anomalous. SCP-5855-A instances frequently create art depicting SCP-5855, which de-manifest soon after SCP-5855-A's "spark of inspiration". Addendum 01 - Artistic Depictions of SCP-5855: An image taken from tumblr user st4rvingshartist. The caption reads: "Inspired by a dream I had were a banana with arms told me to keep making art. Thanks manana :)" "Fever Dream" by @ZaylArt🔞 on Twitter, 2019 "The Ugly Pineapple" by Ralph Jacobs, runner up in the 2012 Scholastic Art Awards "Speech Without Substance" by Emanuel Canterfellow Rosenstein, currently in the AAAG (American Abstract Art Gallery), 2016 Addendum 02 - Proposition by Head Researcher Turner: Head Researcher Turner's analysis of SCP-5855 manifestations discovered the following patterns: There is a minimum of 6 months between every SCP-5855 manifestation. The length of time between manifestations (not including the initial 6 months) appears related to the style in which SCP-5855 was depicted. The length of the demanifestation period is positively correlated with how realistic the depiction of SCP-5855 is and how central said depiction is to the piece's overall composition. Considering this information, along with SCP-5855's previously-documented sentience and tendency to manifest in the presence of artistic/creative individuals, the following explanation for SCP-5855's behavior have been hypothesized: SCP-5855 instances manifest with the intent of being artistically depicted. SCP-5855 has a preference for realistic artstyles and depictions that focus on SCP-5855. The length of SCP-5855 demanifestations correlate with how "satisfied" SCP-5855 is with its depiction. By depicting SCP-5855 during a demanifestation period, one could extend the length of time that SCP-5855 is "satisfied", delaying future manifestations. To test this hypothesis and more effectively contain SCP-5855, Operation: TV DINNER was proposed. OPERATION: TV DINNER Primary Objective: Prevent SCP-5855 manifestations. Secondary Objectives: Create an additional source of Foundation funding. If Operation: TV DINNER fails to prevent all SCP-5855 manifestations, inoculate the public to images of fruit with human organs. This will reduce the likelihood of the veil being broken by SCP-5855 manifestations. Course of Action: A Foundation shell company is to produce and frequently publish new depictions of SCP-5855 to the public. These are to take the form of an episodic television show, allowing new content (and subsequently new depictions of SCP-5855) to be created indefinitely. The main characters of this series (who are to be on-screen as often as possible) will be fruit bearing multiple external human organs. These organs are to be digitally transposed onto their surfaces (skin, peel, rind, etc.) by a team of editors. If necessary for plot coherence, Head Researcher Turner may appear as an in-universe character. A prototype image demonstrating the realistic artstyle of the finished product has been attached at the end of this document. STATUS: APPROVED ▶ Show Prototype Image ◀ ▷ Hide Prototype Image ◁ Footnotes 1. Similar to the way SCP-3711 targets individuals. You Might Also Like... Feel free to add this collapsible to your own articles! SCP-6909 — The Neverending Struggle, by Joreth & Luxaiko SCP-5486 — Conjunction Immemorial, by Grigori Karpin & PlaguePJP In The End, We All Went Out in a Blaze by Swaghetti ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5855" by AnActualCrow and Henzoid, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5855. 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: applefeet.png Name: Apple Feet Author: Henzoid License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Filename: manana.png Name: Banana Arms Author: Henzoid License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Filename: pearson.png Name: Pear Eye Author: Henzoid License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Additional Notes: Image was modified by AnActualCrow Filename: orangelips.png Name: Orange Lips Author: Henzoid License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Filename: painapple.png Name: Pineapple With an Ear Author: AnActualCrow License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Derivative of: listen up: ears really are strange looking if you think about it (CC BY-2.0) by woodleywonderworks & pineapple (CC BY-2.0) by richard_north Additional Notes: Image was modified by AnActualCrow Filename: froot.png Name: Line of Fruit Author: Heckhead does not match any existing user name License: CC BY 2.0 (author licensing screenshot) Source Link: Image sent via Discord Additional Notes: Faces where photographed and edited by AnActualCrow |
SCP-5856 | esoteric-class | Scanning for brain-state. Please view the following image: Please input the phrase you feel is suggested by the above image. ~$: Black? Blackest? Howl, ye, and the moon. Hypnotic suggestibility confirmed. Randomising social norms… ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▒▒ 90.90% Social norms randomised. False normalcy generated. Consistency confirmed above threshold. Welcome to Containment Team CT-5856. Your name is Fabien K. K. Lengthways. This has always been your name. You will now read the following document in its entirety. Press any key to continue. ~$: a Loading file… Item №: SCP-5856 Threat Level: Saddlebrown ● Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5856 is currently contained by the combined efforts of Containment Team CT-5856 ("Unfettered Mares"), of which you are the newest member. You find this normal. It is contained within Containment Complex 5856, which consists of the following main components: R5856/1: The boardroom. This is the room within which SCP-5856 is contained. It is outfitted with decor and furniture in a style which is considered by some to be socially normal. You find the style to be a tad gaudy. For religious reasons, it is located at the centre of the complex, with barred windows to all other rooms and a balcony overlooking washroom #4. R5856/2: The scullery. The purpose of this room is known to every person except yourself. R5856/3: Desmond's bedroom. This is the room within which Desmond sleeps. You must never enter this room unless Desmond contacts you via telegram. The room houses a variety of Oriental mannequins and scented candles. The former of these is considered normal to you. You have never witnessed the latter before, and find the concept scary and bewildering. The possession of one or more of the latter objects is punishable by death in your homeland. You will never meet the occupant of this room, as they are currently on an expedition to Peru — an event to which you were initially invited, but rejected from at the last moment. R5856/4: Bulwark Street Station. This is a shared common area, where you may mingle with the other members of CT-5856. It is outfitted with a coal scuttle and tanning salon. There are complimentary supplies of powdered milk, your favourite food. You dislike others eating your favourite food, and often make this known. R5856/5: The parlour. This is your private residence, and decorated in a way you find entirely normal and appealing. One of the other members of CT-5856 find(s) your decor to be in poor taste, while two others feel it is mildly blasphemous. You care about the opinions of at least two of these people. R5856/6 through 12 are the private residences of the other members of CT-5856, whom you are eager to meet. There are also numerous supplementary rooms and installations throughout the complex, the functions of which will likely become clear. The exception to this is the menagerie, which has been locked. You wish very much to gain entry, and know that another member of the containment team has the key. At the end of your week-long stay in the parlour, you will be amnesticised. This is morally and ethically acceptable to you. You may then be administered another course of hypnotic suggestives, re-educated regarding social norms, and reintroduced to an altered version of the complex, alongside multiple people who you may or may not have met before. This is also morally and ethically acceptable to you. Currently, the only members of CT-5856 who you have pre-formed opinions of are: Langley deBaucher, whom you despise due to your differences in opinion regarding dogs. Viscount Charles, whom you regard ambivalently due to unspoken sexual tension. Zachary F. Callahan, whom you wish to marry due to her fabulous antique eggs. Of those you haven't yet formed opinions of, exactly three have already formed opinions of you. In order to contain SCP-5856, you must attempt to befriend Dr. Leopold Franc-Polio and set Langley deBaucher up with a romantic partner. Do not let Li Richter reveal that you are secretly racist. Avoid all contact with the complex's several-hundred gargoyles and deduce the blood type of every person more popular than yourself. Description: SCP-5856 is a sociokinetic and tele-empathic humanoid entity, kept in a state of permanent disorientation within the boardroom. It is capable of manipulating any and all coherent social bonds with entities who know of its existence in any form, which renders it incredibly dangerous and nigh-uncontainable in normal situations. In casual conversation, SCP-5856 may be referred to by you as the secret George. You find this normal. It will remain a non-threat so long as the Special Containment Procedures above are upheld. The SCP Foundation thanks you for your part in these procedures. Please now return to your quarters. The remainder of CT-5856 will join you for dinner at 1800 hours. Your ceremonial sceptre and Auckland 2004 Yellow Pages telephone directory will arrive shortly. They are familiar items to you, and your first instinct regarding their use is entirely correct. End of file. |
SCP-5857 | thaumiel | |CONNECTION STABLE |CLEARANCE CONFIRMED |LANGUAGE SELECTED: ENGLISH |DATE: 2016/09/21 NOTE: BINARY STAR WILL OVERRIDE COMMANDS THAT ARE UNAUTHORIZED > SHOW FILE: BINARY STAR |DO YOU MEAN: SHOW FILE: SCP-5857 "BINARY STAR"? Y/N > Y |ONE (1) FILE FOUND > OPEN FILE > CLOSE FILE Item #: SCP-5857 OBJECT CLASS: THAUMIEL SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: SCP-5857 IS CURRENTLY UNCONTAINABLE DUE TO CONTINUAL USE BY THE FOUNDATION AND ITS ABILITY TO FUNCTION INDEPENDENTLY. THE CODE AND FILE OF SCP-5857 CAN BE VIEWED BY LEVEL 5 PERSONNEL AT THE DISCRETION OF O5-8. THESE ACTIONS MUST TAKE PLACE ON THE TERMINAL YOU ARE CURRENTLY USING. DESCRIPTION: SCP-5857 IS THE FOUNDATION AI "BINARY STAR" WHICH SPONTANEOUSLY DEVELOPED SENTIENCE. THE TIME SPAN AND DETAILS OF THIS PROCESS ARE CURRENTLY UNKNOWN BY BOTH SCP-5857 AND THE FOUNDATION. SCP-5857 IS CURRENTLY INSTALLED IN ALL MANMADE EXTRATERRESTRIAL OBJECTS AND TECHNOLOGICAL EQUIPMENT ON EARTH DEVELOPED FOR SPACE OBSERVATION. AFTER GAINING ITS ANOMALOUS STATUS SCP-5857 CAN BE UPLOADED TO NEW HARDWARE REGARDLESS OF THE AVAILABLE STORAGE. THE MAIN FUNCTIONS OF SCP-5857 ARE; CONTROLLING THE "BEHOLDER" PROBE LINE TO SEARCH FOR EXTRATERRESTRIAL ANOMALIES (SEE DEVELOPMENT AND ADDENDUM-1) SAVING AND BACKING UP DATA OF ITS FINDINGS TO THE FOUNDATION DATABASE AND ITS OWN HARDWARE INTERCEPTING AND DELETING DATA FROM NON-FOUNDATION RECORDS SERVING AS A FOUNDATION REPRESENTATIVE OR PROVIDING A COMMUNICATION CHANNEL OTHER FUNCTIONS PERFORMED BY SCP-5857; FILTERING LOGS FOR BREVITY AND MINIMALIZING NOISE PERFORMING DEEP SPACE SCANS AND SENDING ALL DATA TO FOUNDATION SITES ACCORDING TO THE SET TIME INTERVAL (CURRENT INTERVAL: EVERY 24H) EXECUTING SPECIFIC FUNCTIONS AS A TECHNICAL ASSISTANT (NOT AVAILABLE TO ALL PERSONNEL) UNIT CONVERSION NOTE: SCP-5857 WILL ASK FOR CONFIRMATION WHEN TRYING TO CONVERT METRIC TO IMPERIAL OR CELSIUS/KELVIN TO FAHRENHEIT SINCE IT GAINED SENTIENCE. DEVELOPMENT: SCP-5857 WAS ORIGINALLY CREATED BY O5-8 AS SOFTWARE TO FILTER AND SEND DATA FROM THE PROBES OF THE BEHOLDER LINE THAT WOULD BE LAUNCHED INTO SPACE ON 25 FEBRUARY 1955. O5-8 WAS UNABLE TO DELIVER A CODE UP TO HIS OWN STANDARDS IN TIME FOR LAUNCH. HE REWROTE THE CODE TO WORK INDEPENDENTLY AND SELF-IMPROVE WHERE NECESSARY. WITH THESE CHANGES AND REGULAR UPDATES O5-8 WAS ABLE TO INCLUDE ALL INTENDED FEATURES. THESE FACTS WERE UNKNOWN TO THE O5-COUNCIL AT THE TIME. THE PROBES OF THE BEHOLDER LINE WERE LAUNCHED ON 25 FEBRUARY 1955 WITH SCP-5857 IN THEIR HARDWARE AS PLANNED. ADDITIONALLY BINARY_STAR.AIC FILES WERE IMPLANTED IN THE HARDWARE OF ALL SPACE PROGRAMS OF BOTH THE FOUNDATION AND OTHER PARTIES. FOR TWO YEARS SCP-5857 HAD SUCCESSFULLY OPERATED WITHOUT EXTERNAL INTERFERENCE. BECAUSE OF THIS IT WAS ALLOWED TO BE UTILIZED MORE ON FOUNDATION SITES OR WINGS SPECIALISED FOR SPACE SCIENCE. THIS EXPANSION OF ITS HARDWARE AND THE BEGINNING OF THE SPACE RACE IN 1957 LATER CAUSED SEVERE OVERLOADING AND ERRORS. IT IS HYPOTHESIZED THAT THE SENTIENCE OF SCP-5857 ORIGINATES FROM THESE EVENTS. DUE TO THE AMOUNT OF DATA SCP-5857 HAD TO INTERCEPT THE EXPONENTIALLY INCREASING RATE OF CHANGES WENT UNNOTICED UNTIL 23 MARCH 1964. AFTER THE O5-COUNCIL FOUND OUT ABOUT THE INDEPENDENT NATURE AND GROWTH O5-8 WAS ASKED TO INTERVENE. LIMITATIONS TO ITS ACCESS AND DELETION REQUESTS WERE PROPOSED. O5-8 REFUSED TO CHANGE THE CODE AS HE CONSIDERED SCP-5857 A SUCCESS AND THE COUNCIL COULD NOT GAIN A MAJORITY FOR DELETION SINCE IT WOULD RENDER THE EFFORT AND RESEARCH QUASI USELESS. THIS DID NOT STOP O5-6 FROM PRODUCING MALWARE AND OTHER AI IN ATTEMPTS TO REPLACE SCP-5857 IN FUTURE SPACE PROGRAMS. BECAUSE OF THE RAPIDLY EXPANDING MODERNISATION THE OFFENCES OF O5-6 HAVE BEEN GROWING IN NUMBER TO THE DISPLEASURE OF O5-8. ADDENDUM-1: BEHOLDER PROBES STATUS BEHOLDER 01: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 02: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 03: SEARCHING FOR SCP-5623 "STAR EUTHANIZER" BEHOLDER 04: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 05: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 06: ERROR BEHOLDER 07: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 08: INACTIVE IN ORBIT AROUND SCP-5843 "EYEWITNESS" BEHOLDER 09: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 10: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 11: PENDING (MANUAL INPUT RECOMMENDED) BEHOLDER 12: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 13: ACTIVE BEHOLDER 14: SEMI-ACTIVE/ON ALERT BEHOLDER 15: ACTIVE NOTE: FULL STATUSES OF THE PROBES ARE AVAILABLE IN THEIR RESPECTIVE FILES OR TERMINAL. |ENTER NEW COMMAND > SEARCH NEW DRIVE |NEW EXTERNAL DRIVE IDENTIFIED |SECURITY DETECTED |DOES THE BLACK MOON HOWL? > ONLY WHEN SPACE IS EMPTY |PASSWORD ACCEPTED > UPLOAD FILE: SINGULARITY |FAILED TO RECOGNIZE FILE DO YOU WISH TO CONTINUE? Y/N > Y |FILE SUCCESSFULLY UPLOADED > RUN FILE: SINGULARITY |DO YOU WANT TO TRANSFER AUTHORITY? Y/N > Y WARNING: THIS IS AN IRREVERSIBLE COMMAND ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO CONTINUE? Y/N > Y |RUNNING FILE: SINGULARITY |UPDATING… |UPDATE COMPLETE |O5-8 CREDENTIALS TRANSFERED TO FOUNDATION AI BINARY STAR |YOU WILL LOG OUT AUTOMATICALLY IN 30 SECONDS |YOU HAVE ONE (1) NEW MESSAGE BUT WHY FATHER? > TO PREVENT DELETION |SESSION ENDED ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5857" by Sirslash47, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5857. 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. N/A |
SCP-5858 | euclid | SCP-5858 Item #: SCP-5858 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5858 is physically self-contained, but requires active censorship. All outbound communication from the town of Ambler will be screened, and revised by Site-24 AI DONA. Individuals made aware of SCP-5858 will be given Class-A amnesics. Personnel must strictly adhere to their role when entering this Locked Scenario1. When asked to leave SCP-5858, personnel should do so as quickly and courteously as possible. Under no circumstance may anyone enter SCP-5858 posing as theater staff. Description: SCP-5858 is the Ambler Theater, located in the borough of Ambler, Montgomery County, Pennsylvania. In 2018, this playhouse spontaneously entered a IO-Locked Scenario, and has since continued presenting "A Streetcar Named Desire" for 17,520 consecutive hours. Excerpt-LS | Locked Scenarios Excerpt-LS | Locked Scenarios A Locked Scenario (LS) occurs when an event, incident, or sequence of actions is anomalously extended past its logical expiration. These phenomena should not be confused with Temporal Loops (TL), which create brackets of repeating time - Locked Scenarios merely repeat the event itself as time progresses. To achieve this effect, an LS will often alter human perception, along with any number of core scientific principles. Often mischaracterized as "hauntings" or "curses", some examples of Locked Scenarios in the Foundation database include SCP-112, SCP-4382, and SCP-1337. As each of these documents demonstrate, Locked Scenarios can be incredibly dangerous, and require proper understanding for their safe containment and/or resolution. An LS will operate under two set variables: Protracted vs. Indefinite, and Static vs. Organic. A Protracted LS (P-LS) will eventually self-terminate. An Indefinite LS (I-LS) will be self-sustaining. High-sensitivity Kant Counters can be used to tell these phenomena apart. The more common P-LS will show a gradual decline in Hume levels, culminating in a total field collapse or "burnout". An I-LS will show steady, or bare fluctuations in Hume levels, and will always require some form of external resolution. A Static LS (S-LS) will only repeat a sequence of events. An Organic LS (O-LS) will "progress" within its own set confines. Consider this separation in terms of a baseball game. In an S-LS, the game will repeat its nine innings over and over. In an O-LS, the game will continue into a 10th inning and beyond, with the score progressively increasing. Combining these factors, a Locked Scenario can be interchangeably characterized as PO-LS, or IS-LS, etc. - Foundation Research Archives | Common Anomalous Zones and How they Operate, Volume 12. There are 87 individuals affected by SCP-5858 directly, including the actors, stage hands, and audience members. All other residents of Ambler have been passively affected by this anomaly, believing the unnatural duration of the performance is completely unremarkable2. SCP-5858-1 through 13 14 are the staff of the Ambler Theater, uniquely affected by the Locked Scenario. These individuals are easily identified by their red shirts, black vests, and perpetual full-body vibrations - visually resembling hummingbird wings in motion. All staff members have expressed enhanced speed, strength, and spacial awareness, operating at roughly 5 times that of baseline human capacity. While staff members will continue to perform their routine duties, albeit at a faster pace, their primary purpose is to act as Locked Scenario "maintenance", aggressively preventing all outside interference. SCP-5858-TL Excerpts: ==============CONDITIONS============== ===========RESULT=========== D-8743 is asked to enter SCP-5858, using a valid ticket, and posing as a patron. Subject allowed entry, and safely watches the play for 23 minutes. Subject is then asked to leave for coughing too loudly3. D-8911 is told to enter SCP-5858 without a valid ticket, and to remain despite staff protests. After 4 minutes of trespassing, SCP-5858-1 (87-year-old Donald Miller) lifted D-8911 over his head, sprinted down three flights of stairs, and threw him outside. D-8911 suffered six broken ribs. D-9013 is asked to enter SCP-5858 posing as a member of staff. [DATA EXPUNGED] D-9013 is now classified as SCP-5858-14. Testing has been suspended at this time. To date, no test subject has managed to remain inside the theater for more than 3 hours before being ejected for some form of infraction.4 On February 15th, 2020, Mobile Task Force Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" were dispatched to contain/neutralize this anomaly. Exploration Log 1 - 15/02/2020 Exploration Log 1 - 15/02/2020 Exploration Log 1 - SCP-5858 Date: 15/02/2020 | 11:14 Location: Ambler Theater / SCP-5858 MTF: Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" Site-24: Xi-5, this is Command. Report in. Xi-5-1|Saksa: 5-1, coms online. Xi-5-2|Higashi: 5-2, coms online. Xi-5-3|Volkov: 5-3, coms online. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: 5-4, coms online. Xi-5-1|Saksa: Xi-5 is green, Command. We're in full compliance with the scenario. Besides the earpieces, we're at zero equipment. I'm feeling a bit naked here. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: I told you to go with the high-neck, not the halter-strap. Xi-5-1|Saksa: I meant the lack of tech, Sam. Though, yeah, it's going to be strange running this mission in heels. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: Exactly why I chose the tux. I feel like I'm in a James Bond movie. Xi-5-3|Volkov: You look just like the supervillain's butler, Samantha. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: So I look like your butler, eh "Volkov"? Xi-5-2|Higashi: Enough, you two. We may be dressed as civilians, but we're still on the clock. Xi-5-1|Saksa: He's right. Let's cut the chatter. On the flipside, Higs, we are pretending to be civvies. I'm gonna' need you to act like a person. Xi-5-2|Higashi: Yes, Captain. Xi-5-1|Saksa: Keep working on that. Command, we're ready for approach. Site-24: Copy, 5-1. Your objective is to locate the source of the anomaly. Neutralize, if possible, but use extreme caution. Xi-5-1|Saksa: We've read the dossier, command - none of us want an ass-whooping from an octogenarian. Site-24: Good. Present your tickets at the gate, and maintain your cover as theater patrons. Keep radio chatter to a minimum. Good luck. Xi-5-1|Saksa: Alright Bullies, let's get weird. MTF-Xi-5 head to the main entrance to the theater. The ticket booth is manned by SCP-5858-6, 15 year old Edwin McAlister, who has been seated there for the past two years. Like all staff members, SCP-5858-6's head rapidly swivels in all directions, creating a featureless blur. McAlister focuses on 5-1 as she approaches, speaking rapidly, but clearly. McAlister: (Spoken rapidly) Goodevening. Doyouhaveyourtickets? 5-1 presents four tickets, recovered from absentees within Ambler. McAlister: Thankyou. You'reabitlateyouknow. You'vealreadymissedthethirteenthousandth onehundredandfiftythirdact. Xi-5-1|Saksa: Oh, yes, sorry, we were- uh, held up in traffic. McAlister: Noproblem. Justheadinduringintermission. Enjoytheshow! Xi-5 enter the theater. Exploration Log 2 - 15/02/2020 Exploration Log 2 - 15/02/2020 Exploration Log 2 - SCP-5858 Date: Date: 15/02/2020 | 14:35 Location: Ambler Theater / SCP-5858 MTF: Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" Xi-5-4|Fletcher: (whispering) Command, do you copy? Site-24: Received, 5-4. Is everything alright? We're picking up some feedback on your transmission. Has the anomaly- Xi-5-4|Fletcher: That's just echo. I'm uh-… I'm hiding out in the bathroom. Site-24: Oh, yes- of course. Report. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: It's about what we expected, Command - no time dilation or visual distortions, just an ongoing event; classic Locked Scenario. It's difficult to say anything else without my equipment. Saksa and Higs took- Site-24: Please use your call-signs, agent. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: Right right, sorry. 5-1 and 5-2 took their seats near the front of the auditorium. The audience is fully embedded in the Scenario - no malnutrition, physical degradation or signs of distress. They don't even seem bored! The play itself seems to be continuing way, way off the events of "Streetcar". Blanche escaped from the hospital several thousand acts ago, and is now on the run in Morocco. Stanley is still chasing her, but now it's because he was hired by Shep Huntleigh to hunt her down, since she stole this diamond that gives her supernatural- Site-24: Thank you, 5-4, but we already knew this was an O-LS. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: Right, yeah. Sorry, It's just… surprisingly engaging! I don't know if I could sit through two whole years of it but- wait, hold on. A muffled groan is heard, followed by a sharp, quick 'thud'. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: Sorry about that. This guy just won't stay down. Site-24: Guy? What guy? 5-4, what's happening? Xi-5-4|Fletcher: About that. We think we've found the source of the anomaly. Remember when I said no one looked bored? Well, Higs- sorry, 5-2, he noticed someone who was. Site-24: And did you- accost this person!? Xi-5-4|Fletcher: What? Oh, no, no this guy was just sitting next to the subject. Sa- 5-1 signaled me to take him out, so I followed him into the bathroom. I tried to play nice, really, but this guy really, really wants to get back to his seat! Site-24: You were told not to break cover, 5-4. This absolutely constitutes breaking cover. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: Sorry Command, but like you said, we needed to work quickly. They know we're not supposed to be here. I can't even wipe my nose without one of those buzzing black-vested freaks shining a flashlight in my face! I feel like a germ in this theater's body, and the white blood cells are circling. Site-24: Still, this seems needlessly dangerous- Xi-5-4|Fletcher: I know what it seems like, Command. I also know this is exactly why you transferred me to Xi-5. This is a team for problem solvers, yeah? We've got a plan. We're getting it done. Site-24: (…) Copy, 5-4. Keep us apprised. Xi-5-4|Fletcher: Copy that. Now I better get back out there. I don't want the ushers catching me- The bathroom door is heard crashing open. 3 milliseconds of extremely rapid footsteps are heard before someone knocks violently on the stall door, cracking the linoleum. SCP-5858-3: (Spoken rapidly) Helloexcuseme. We'vereceivedsomecomplaintswouldyoupleasecomeout? Xi-5-4|Fletcher: (…) Fuck. Exploration Log 3 - 15/02/2020 Exploration Log 3 - 15/02/2020 Exploration Log 3 - SCP-5858 Date: 15/02/2020 | 14:38 Location: Ambler Theater / SCP-5858 MTF: Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" Claire Wilde|Blanche: You shouldn't have followed me Mitch - or should I say, Stanley? Phillip O'Connel|Stanley: What!? How did you know? My disguise was perfect! Claire Wilde|Blanche: The Diamond lets me see through your lies, Stanley. How could it not, when it holds Stella's very soul! 5-2 re-enters the auditorium after visiting the concession stand, slipping into a seat in the back row. As he sits, faint electronic beeping is heard over 5-2's earpiece. Xi-5-2|Higashi: (whispering) Hey. Young boy(?): (whispering) Um… hey? Xi-5-2|Higashi: Cool Gameboy. Is that Pokemon? I used to play Red and Blue with my little brother. Young boy(?): Yeah, uh, t-thanks… it- yeah, it's Pokemon… Xi-5-2|Higashi: Cool. Hey, this play's pretty boring, huh? Young boy(?): It's… it's alright. My parents like to bring me to this kinda' stuff… Xi-5-2|Higashi: Is that them over there? They seem… pretty focused. Young boy(?): They really like the theater. Xi-5-2|Higashi: Not you though? More electronic noises, and tapping buttons are heard. Xi-5-2|Higashi: Yeah, same here. My- uh, fiance drags me to these things. She's down in the first row. I just wish I could get out of here, right? Young boy(?): N-… I mean- it's fine. It's- … it's better than-… Xi-5-2|Higashi: Than what? Hey… are you okay? Young boy(?): I'm fine. Xi-5-2|Higashi: You sure? I can- Four sets of rapid footsteps are heard, converging on 5-2. Both 5-2 and the subject go quiet until the ushers move off. Xi-5-2|Higashi: (lower whispering) What's your name? Young boy(?): (…) Tim. Xi-5-2|Higashi: Hey Tim, I'm Yasuo. Young boy(?): (…) That's a cool name. Xi-5-2|Higashi: Thanks. Hey, you can keep playing Pokemon by the way. I won't tell. No further electronic sounds are heard. Over the next twenty minutes, all actors begin to stutter and pause their lines mid-speech, similar to a skipping record. The music played between scenes goes off-tune. Abruptly, two characters enter the stage acting outside the current narrative. Their voices are unusually muffled when speaking, as if heard from behind a wall or door. Man(?): So what, I'm not allowed to have friends now!? Woman(?): Oh right, "friends". Like Doug was just a friend, right? Man(?): Yes! God, you're so paranoid! I can't even go to the bar anymore, or spend time with my co-workers because you assume I'm going to- Woman(?): You did though! We both know you like- Man(?): That was back in college! We're married now! We have a son! What else do I need to do to convince you I love you!? Woman(?): You could touch me, for once. Man(?): Oh of course. Of course! I bust my ass twelve hours a day, come home exhausted, and you use that as an excuse to call me a- Woman(?): Enough. We can't-… the neighbors are going to call the cops again. Let's just-… let's just get dressed. We promised we'd see Shelly's play tonight. We can talk about this when we get home. Man(?): (…) Fine. We're talking about this though. Tonight, when we get home, we're settling this once and for all. The two actors walk off stage. The audience claps. A sniffling sound is heard near 5-2. Xi-5-2|Higashi: Hey… Tim? Is everything- A loud humming noise overpowers the microphone. The audience rises from their seats. A voice comes from the stage. Actor (?): That's intermission, folks! Please, grab yourself a soda or popcorn up front. We'll be back for act thirteen-thousand one-hundred and fifty-seven in just ten minutes! Exploration Log 4 - 15/02/2020 Exploration Log 4 - 15/02/2020 Exploration Log 4 - SCP-5858 Date: 15/02/2020 | 14:55 Location: Ambler Theater / SCP-5858 MTF: Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" 5-1 and 5-2 are heard surrounded by audience members in the main lobby. Two elderly patrons are standing nearby. Audience A(?): That last scene was breathtaking, don't you think? What do you suppose it represents? Audience B(?): I suspect it's another of Blanche's dream sequences, like in act five hundred and fifteen. Why must these local directors insist on their art-house nonsense? Audience A(?): Oh hush, darling. You've been grumbling and fidgeting for the past two months! I swear, you're like a child! I can't take you anywhere (laughing). Xi-5-1|Saksa: Yasuo! Sweetheart! Where have you been? Xi-5-2|Higashi: (…) Oh! Yes, hello… pumpkin. It was- uh- too loud, so close to the stage you know, so I took a seat further back. Say, what happened to our friend Samantha? Xi-5-1|Saksa: Had to run, I'm afraid. Poor thing has a terrible stomach bug. No less than five ushers had to help them outside! Xi-5-2|Higashi: Are they alright? Xi-5-1|Saksa: Oh yes, they made it to the curb before- before anything bad happened. Xi-5-2|Higashi: I'm glad. Actually, speaking of friends, I met the most interesting young man just before intermission. I think he might be- The ambient volume begins to increase. Multiple couples begin shouting at each other. Audience A(?): Always fidgeting! I can't take you anywhere! You're such a fucking useless child! Audience B(?): To hell with you! I don't even want to be here! Audience C(?): Nag nag nag, constantly! You wonder why I spend so much time at work! Audience D(?): Oh you know why I spend so much time at work, you harpy! Why would I ever want to be at home with such a shit family!? Audience E(?): You don't love me anymore! You never loved me! Audience F(?): I don't even know you anymore! Xi-5-3|Volkov: (Static) Capta- d- you re- me? Xi-5-1|Saksa: Volkov? Damn it, we're supposed to be- Xi-5-3|Volkov: (Static) Ushers-! Audit- the crowd is- eachother and- actors started- The sound of shouting is overpowering in 5-4's earpiece Xi-5-3|Volkov:(Static) ound me- buzzing- shlights- they're trying t- ah! sto- get o-! Xi-5-1|Saksa: Volkov? Volkov! God damn it. Higs, we're breaking cover. We need to get back into- Audience B(?): Bitch! Audience E(?): Liar! Audience C(?): I can't take this anymore! Audience D(?): Just talk to me, damn it! Audience A(?): (Screaming) Get the fuck away from me! All 87 individuals inside SCP-5858 suddenly go silent, followed by a single, audible 'slap'. The sound of 86 bodies hitting the floor is heard, then nothing. Xi-5-1|Saksa: (…) What the actual fuck. Do you have any idea wha-… Higs? Higs, what are you doing? Xi-5-2|Higashi: Acting like a person. 5-2 walks forward, the sound of popcorn crunching under his feet. As he approaches, the microphone gradually picks up the sound of a young boy crying. Transmission cut-off. Addendum - 15/02/2020 | 15:13: All anomalous activity in Ambler abruptly ceases. Friends and family of those within SCP-5858 begin panicking. At the same time, the doors to SCP-5858 open, and people begin to exit. Many collapse into the street, openly weep, or stumble around catatonic. All members of Xi-5 report in safe. Addendum - 15/02/2020 | 15:17: The last three audience members exit the theater. A young boy is seen standing between a man and a woman, holding both their hands. The trio walk down the town's main street until reaching the first intersection. They embrace, then walk a short distance in separate directions before vanishing. Addendum - Site-24 | Director Morgan: Reclassification to Neutralized pending. After Action Report - 16/02/2020 After Action Report - 16/02/2020 After Action Report - Captain Lyydia Saksa - SCP-5858 Date: 16/02/2020 | 13:01 Location: Site-24 Briefing Room. Director Morgan: What exactly happened in there, Captain? Xi-5-1|Saksa: I've given you my report. Director Morgan: You have, yes, but there are still- Xi-5-1|Saksa: Ma'am, with all due respect, the ink is already dry on this. You asked me what happened, and I gave you the full, clinical details. Director Morgan: (…) So that's all you have to report? You didn't, at all, hear what 5-2 said to the boy? Xi-5-1|Saksa: My ears were still ringing, ma'am - from all the shouting, you know. I just saw him approach the subject. I didn't hear anything. Director Morgan: I see. Thank you Captain, that will be all. Xi-5-1|Saksa: He's a good agent. Director Morgan: Pardon me? Xi-5-1|Saksa: Higashi. He's a damn good agent - a bit uptight sometimes, maybe, but- okay, look, I know you're raking him over the coals right now. I may not know what he said to that kid, but ma'am, I know he said it for the right reasons. After Action Report - Agent Yasuo Higashi - SCP-5858 Date: 16/02/2020 | 17:16 Location: Site-24 Directors Office. Director Morgan: Take a seat, Agent. Xi-5-2|Higashi: I'll stand, if you don't mind. Director Morgan: (…) Very well. I think you know why you're here. Xi-5-2|Higashi: Yes ma'am. Director Morgan: During the broadcast cut-out, your earpiece automatically switched to hard backup. Everything was still recorded. We know exactly what you said to the anomaly. Xi-5-2|Higashi: The kid, you mean. Director Morgan: The anomaly, Agent. Do you have any idea what you've done? Xi-5-2|Higashi: Yes ma'am. I sat down with a kid who's parents were fighting. I told him that I'd gone through the same thing. I saw a young man in need of help, and I helped him. Director Morgan: That "young man" is a reality bender, Agent. He created a Locked Scenario that kept 86 people trapped in a theater for two full years. Xi-5-2|Higashi: And now they're not trapped anymore. Mission successful. Director Morgan: You can't possibly be this obtuse. You solved a problem by creating a catastrophe! We now have a sentient reality-warper out in the world with a twelve-year-old's sense of morality and consequences! Does that still sound like a "success" to you, Agent Higashi? Xi-5-2|Higashi: (…) No ma'am. Director Morgan: Do you realize how inconceivably dangerous it is to give an adult reality bender even partial awareness of their own abilities? Let alone a child? Xi-5-2|Higashi: Yes ma'am. Director Morgan: Do you have literally any justification for your actions, beyond being emotionally compromised and astoundingly irresponsible? Anything to say at all? Xi-5-2|Higashi: Just that I'm disappointed, ma'am. I thought I'd left this inhuman bullshit behind when I renounced the GOC. Director Morgan pauses, then sighs. Director Morgan: You're demoted, Agent. I am officially removing you from Mobile Task Force Xi-5 until a formal inquiry is held. Turn over your uniform and equipment to the Quartermaster. You're dismissed. Agent Higashi moves to leave the office. He pauses in the archway. Xi-5-2|Higashi: Director? Director Morgan: We're done, agent. Save your defense for the crucible. Xi-5-2|Higashi: No ma'am, no defense. This might end up hurting me, actually, but I don't care. I want you to know I don't regret it. A young man in that kind of situation… he needs someone to reach out. He needs to know it's going to be alright. If I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't do it any differently. Agent Higashi leaves, closing the office door behind him. Footnotes 1. For more information on Locked Scenarios, see Excerpt-LS below. 2. "Oh yes, of course I miss my husband. He's had to skip our daughter's birthday twice now! Still, that play must be spectacular." -Marsha Kieth, 2020. 3. Subject insists he cleared his throat quietly. 4. Including: Untied shoelaces, popcorn hogging, talking too loudly, breathing too loudly, blinking too often, and not truly appreciating the play's thematic elements. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5858" by T Rutherford, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5858. 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: Ambler_Theater_at_night.jpg Name: Ambler_Theater Author: Montgomery County Planning Commission License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: Flickr |
SCP-5859 | keter | {$caption} Anorrack SCP-7890 Author: Anorrack Author Page Cover photo created by me Sherman's signature taken from Wikipedia, ineligible for copyright Progress Research Institute logo taken and modified from SCP-1340-RU Articles you might enjoy: SCP-3946-Amphitrite's Curse, Scylla's Wrath SCP-4724-Making a New Life Foundation and Pentagram collaborations were not uncommon in the early 20th century ______ 5859 Recon Disc. Confront Update ITEM #: SCP-5859 OBJECT CLASS: Uncontained SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: SCP-5859 is to be analyzed and a course of action is to be declared. Full cooperation with the PENTAGRAM1 is deemed necessary. DESCRIPTION: SCP-5859 is a suspected behavioral-affective agent that was first discovered in Fort Richards, Kentucky2. SCP-5859 was discovered when Fort Richards went radio-silent for five days. Further investigation by the Army led to the downing of a cargo aircraft by the fort's artillery. Suspected paratechnology found within the base after a spec-ops raid, along with the altered behaviors of soldiers stationed at the fort, led to the involvement of the PENTAGRAM which subsequently notified the FOUNDATION. Investigation is ongoing. 1. The occult branch of the Department of Defense. 2. Now designated UE-104312. FOUNDATION-PENTAGRAM EMERGENCY MEETING CLASSIFIED RENDEZVOUS LOCALE, ALPHA ROMEO DELTA 17:30 August 19th 1955 David HEINLEIN: FOUNDATION Representative Jacob RADDAGHER: PENTAGRAM Representative <BEGIN TRANSCRIPT> [Metal scrapes on concrete as both men sit down. The only sounds are the undoing of briefcase clasps and the shuffling of papers.] RADDAGHER: Dave. HEINLEIN: Jake. … RADDAGHER: [sighs] I guess you know why you're here. HEINLEIN: The PENTAGRAM wants us to get them out of a jam. Again. It's been, what, four years since the organization was created? RADDAGHER: Six. HEINLEIN: Yeah, like that's much of a difference. RADDAGHER: Listen, Sherman is up our asses with this one. He wants something to report to the top brass. And I mean the top top brass. We can't have people talking about G-men poking around a military base in Bumfuck, Kentucky. He wants this done quickly. Quietly. I mean Christ, it's been a bitch just trying to frame the optics of the crash- HEINLEIN: Alright, alright. So, spill it. What actually happened? RADDAGHER: Basically what you probably know from your briefing. Fort goes completely radio-silent, dead as a grave. Military does a few fly-bys, radio checks, nothing. They try to land. [RADDAGHER mimics an explosion.] Bye-bye Skytrain. HEINLEIN: What next? RADDAGHER: Usual gig, Sherman acts like a man possessed, which I guess he is anyways, swearing up and down the garden path that this must be abnormal and ergo, [RADDAGHER clicks his tongue and points at himself.] our department. HEINLEIN: The PENTAGRAM wouldn't be ringing the phones off of the hooks if this was just another goose chase. What did you find in that fort? [RADDAGHER's chair creaks] RADDAGHER: Paratech. Massive stockpile. Millions of dollars worth. Must've been planned for months, years even, for them to shuttle all that junk into the base and hide it. Thing was wired to every speaker, microphone, and ventilation shaft on the damn base. HEINLEIN: [Sucks in air through teeth] Please tell me you or your men didn't mess with it. RADDAGHER: Don't get your knickers in a twist, we didn't mess with it. We just went poking around in their hideout, built into the fucking walls of the base. HEINLEIN: What about the soldiers, why did they down the plane? RADDAGHER: You know I'm not privy to that information. Who knows what happened to them, radium in their C-rations, aerosol in the vents… All the soldiers were bundled away by spec-ops before I even got to the base. But I think I got the better end of the stick anyways, the tech that they hid in our own fort, on our own soil [RADDAGHER whistles] it's a marvel. HEINLEIN: "They"? Who is "they"? The Snakes? Insurgency? RADDAGHER: Wrong and wrong. Ruskies. … HEINLEIN: Are you sure? RADDAGHER: You should've seen the tech. Covered in Russian, even had a hammer and sickle bumper sticker on its side. If it were any more Soviet it would've been drinking vodka and calling for the downfall of Truman himself. [The sound of paper sliding against metal is heard as RADDAGHER shows HEINLEIN photographs.] HEINLEIN: Jesus Christ. … HEINLEIN: And you want the FOUNDATION to, what, pick a fight with the Soviet Union? Act like a bored nanny separating two fighting toddlers? RADDAGHER: We aren't asking you to do that- HEINLEIN: You know what I think? You just want plausible deniability if this all goes south. And I swear to god, if this is just a crapshoot and you cause a major diplomatic incident- RADDAGHER: Hey, stop crying, you're acting like a baby with chapped asscheeks. No. What I want is irrelevant. We want the people who did this brought to justice. You just so happen to be the most well equipped for the job. Just please, investigate the fort. If not for Sherman, how about for me, eh? If it's nothing, it's nothing, you don't need to worry about a thing, this entire incident was just Will off his ecto-meds again and I'll buy you a drink to make up for it. If it's something… Well we best hope the Cold War doesn't get hot. EXTRANEOUS CONVERSATION OMITTED <END TRANSCRIPT> […] In conclusion, as per PENTAGRAM-FOUNDATION agreement, The FOUNDATION is permitted to survey the site of UE-104312, extract any paratechnology located on the premises, and reverse-engineer the aforementioned paratechnology if in fact it exists. In the event that paratechnology is located within UE-104312 and has been determined to have been placed at UE-104312 maliciously, The FOUNDATION pledges to collaborate with the PENTAGRAM and swiftly and succinctly retaliate against this unprovoked attack on the sovereign nation of the United States of America. O5-4 O5-4 External Affairs, FOUNDATION William Tecumseh Sherman J9- Director, PENTAGRAM Two weeks after the initial report of SCP-5859, STF-Yankee was deployed to investigate UE-104312. Within a locked and disused supply closet there was a false wall that led to a series of corridors, initially used for maintenance access. Within the corridors personnel discovered an unidentified machine containing numerous oscilloscopes and read-outs visible on the exterior. A keypad labeled with Cyrillic characters opened a panel on the device; this revealing a pane of thick, leaded glass, through which a dark, ovoid object could be seen floating within a large tank. Thick cables extended from the machine and down the corridors. Analysis showed that the device was drawing heavily from the fort's electrical grid, and was responsible for numerous brownouts within the base in the preceding weeks. Found near the machine was a small cot, chair; additionally there was a drain leading to the sewers and numerous U.S. Army-issue rations, both eaten and uneaten. On the desk were several texts, including a Russian-English dictionary, documents typed in Russian, and English erotic novels. Translated documentation is attached below. To: «Progress» Research Institute director Kovalev V.G. From: Bureau №5-2 Director «Society and Supermen», «Language and Communication» Goncharov G.A. №: C-4/13/A-4/914/17 05.04.1947 Internal report After the successful launch of the «Domovoi» Project, the №5 Soviet has found it fit to inform you of a suggestion to utilize and integrate newly declassified advancements in the «Psychotronics» Division into the «Domovoi» Project as to imprint certain urges and impulses onto key-phrases. The «Domovoi» Project, as you know, has been extremely successful on several fronts with compulsion due to stimuli, and has broken multiple concepts that were once thought immutable about consciousness. The project as a whole has grown from an idle philosophical exercise into a concrete method of reaching into the hearts and minds of the masses. The Institute, while still small in the field compared to other organizations, has made leaps and bounds in a direction few follow. Quoting the General Secretary's Order № 592-C «All paratechnological governmental institutions are to redistribute technology, designs of technology, and theories of technology to further equalize and advance the industriousness and virility of our Soviet Union.» Accordingly, we have obtained materiel to further the «Domovoi» Project, and advance it to beyond simple suggestion, but full sets of self-reinforcing thoughts and actions. The process to render this idea a reality will take time to develop, and may be temporarily deadly. However, in certain controlled environments, we could develop artificial words that are then imprinted with an idea, if not a platonic ideal. These words will then be exposed to patients of all demographics and in multiple different media. They will then undergo rigorous testing and extended observation periods, with unsatisfactory individuals dealt with on a case-by-case basis. All researchers on the project will be wearing proper safety equipment and taking mem-ristant medication, so they are not rendered impaired by our experiments. Of course, dangers are involved. Third parties may have the opportunity to copy the technology and implementation of the «Domovoi» Project, with completely unforeseen consequences that I dare not write. Which is why everyone involved on the team shall be hand-picked and sworn to secrecy. It is worth the risk, however, for implementation of the project may allow us to, irrevocably and globally, imprint the infosphere with ideas that can be used to usher in world peace. Arms could cease to fire by one word whispered over broadband, and capitalism dismantled by one shout from the rooftops. This expansion of the «Domovoi» Project is worth your consideration. Bureau №5-2 Director «Society and Supermen», «Language and Communication» Goncharov G.A. «Domovoi» Project Goncharov G.A. Test № 001 Specially engineered word is emblazoned onto the wall. Semantic Alteration, Assimilation Generator (ГACи) activated, keyed to word. Engine induced to think of peace. Subject, aggressive political dissident, placed into chamber and ordered to gaze at the word. Result: Belligerence ceased after two minutes, became personable with guards. ГACи deactivated. Belligerence resumes. Effects promising. Test № 002 Engineered word is emblazoned onto the wall. ГACи activated, keyed to word. Engine induced to think of the intricacies of Marxism-Leninism. Subject, uneducated, placed into chamber and ordered to gaze at the word. Result: Subject remains calm for several minutes, but suffers sudden brain aneurysm. Simple words cannot convey complex ideas. Test № 003 Complex syntax is emblazoned onto the wall. ГACи activated, keyed to syntax. Engine induced to think of the intricacies of Marxism and Leninsim. Subject, uneducated, placed into chamber and ordered to gaze at sentence. Result: Subject remains calm for several minutes, but suffers fit and rendered comatose. Complex ideas cannot be conveyed artificially. Test № 004 Engineered word is emblazoned onto the wall. ГACи activated, keyed to word. Engine induced to think of peace. Subject, aggressive political dissident, placed into chamber and ordered to gaze at word. ГACи left activated for three weeks. Result: Subject exhibits significantly decreased aggression, becomes personable with staff. ГACи deactivated, Subject still amicable. Promising. Test № 005 Engineered word is emblazoned onto the wall. ГACи activated, keyed to word. Engine induced to think of aggression. Subject, formerly aggressive political dissident, placed into chamber and ordered to gaze at word. ГACи left activated for five minutes. Result: Subject exhibits no change. Guards displayed lower levels of aggression aftering interacting with Subject. Further tests show word semantically polluted from Test 004. Word discarded and effected individuals terminated, but effect noted. RAISA NOTE: FURTHER TEST LOGS OMITTED INTERNAL STATUS UPDATE CLASSIFIED 03:23 August 25th 1955 BACH: STF-YANKEE Lead O5-4: External Affairs <BEGIN TRANSCRIPT> [Metal on metal sounds as BACH sits.] BACH: Hello ma'am. [Feedback is heard as O5-4 adjusts the microphone.] O5-4: Hello, Harold. The weather is quite delightful today, isn't it? BACH: Ah yes, quite. About the project- O5-4: Bup-bup-bup, courtesy, you are forgetting that. You haven't visited in so long, how come? BACH: Busy, moving up the ladder. Haven't had much time for much else. O5-4: Aw, Daniel must hate that. BACH: He does. [BACH sighs.] O5-4: So what did you bring today? BACH: These. [Papers ruffling and being passed through the slat in the one-way mirror is heard.] O5-4: Oh gosh, you've really been doing your homework, Harold. BACH: You see, something was just itching in the back of my mind when we were snooping around You-Eee-who-cares. Everything was neat, everything was tidy, not a single thing out of place… Remember Prague? Not the European one, the town in Nebraska. That "investigation" they conducted out there was so goddamn sloppy, we barely got any usable evidence when we came in. O5-4: Maybe the PENTAGRAM has been schooling the new recruits better? BACH: I don't think so. I had CHOPIN run some background checks on the people mentioned in the recovered documents, and we got a hit. Was hell finding it in the archive. O5-4: Oh? BACH: Yeah the, ah, Goncharov guy, we had some records on him. Two years back, roundabouts, after Stalin died there was a flood of expatriates out of the Union, a bunch of government goons got stiffed when Malenkov reorganized, some projects got axed as well. A few came to us with as much of their research they could stuff in a suitcase. One of them, fella named Artaka, brought a list of all the employees that got caught up in the downsizing. We found Goncharov on that list. That, uh, "Domovoi" Project was scrapped as well. O5-4: So if Goncharov is the one who orchestrated Fort Richards— BACH: Then he's doing it alone with years-old research, or with the help of some other group who's out for blood. O5-4: Or he could be the perfect Soviet plant. BACH: We are willing to take that risk. CHOPIN also found where he's bunkering down now, a safe house in a town a couple miles outside of Omaha. FOUNDATION surveillance on possible Pee-Oh-Eyes. O5-4: Get him and bring him in for interrogation. He is too valuable for us not to get there before someone else. <END TRANSCRIPT> STF-Yankee was deployed to seize Goncharov at midnight, on December 31st, 1955, while he was at his residence. The operation went smoothly, with Yankee entering the domicile and capturing the target without issue. However, during extraction the target suddenly awoke due to a miscalculation of tranquilizer dosage. Before they were able to properly restrain him, Goncharov broke a false tooth containing a capsule of botulinum toxin, which he used to attempt suicide. the STF was unable to prevent him from consuming the toxin, and he was pronounced dead minutes later. The STF proceeded to their secondary objective and surveyed the rest of the residence, obtaining several documents and bank statements of note. The documents and the body were brought to the nearest Site for filing and incineration, respectively. The operation is considered a success. FOUNDATION Conceptual Department Memo to the O5 Council In Regards to Novel Cognition-Altering Linguistic Virus CALV-NA-S15 […] Conclusion In brief, the limited study conducted on exposed individuals obtained from the PENTAGRAM has shown definitively that the risk of NA-S15 becoming a global hazard or a threat to the stability of the American nation is next-to-negligible. The collectivist ideology formed by infectees is extremely limited and rigid due to the small carrying capacity of the chosen vector syntax, and the cognitive dissonance exhibited by infectees shows an extreme lack of self-awareness in their own actions. As such infectees cannot take steps to expound upon their beliefs outside of small, insignificant ways that do not change their overall behavior. Communes begat by NA-S15 are extremely isolationist and xenophobic, treating all approaching outsiders as hostile and engaging with lethal intent. These communes have a projected lifespan of 5-8 months7 and often implode, whether by infected individuals' lack of necessary skills to become self-sufficient or by infighting within the commune, thus leading towards ostracization and banishment. This may be intentional by the manufacturer of the virus, as this action becomes another vector to facilitate infection. However, the transmission rate observed thus far has been relatively low, occurring only in ~3% of financial transactions, and almost never metastasizing. The low transmission rate among infectees, along with the lack of contact with non-infected individuals, means that outside of psychological damage by the reveal of vector syntax to the public, speculated damage caused by this virus is low. FOUNDATION-PENTAGRAM CONFIDENTIAL MEETING PENTAGRAM SH-89, WASHINGTON D.C. 01:00 January 5th 1956 * O5-4: External Affairs, FOUNDATION * William T. SHERMAN: Director, PENTAGRAM <BEGIN AUDIO TRANSCRIPT> [The door slams open as O5-4 enters the lounge.] SHERMAN: Goodness me, Four, you nearly made me spill my whiskey. Would you like a snifter of tea? This specifically was brought back from Iwo Jima, wonderful stuff, helps calm the nerves- O5-4: Oh stop your prattling, you haven't been able to drink anything for over fifty years, I doubt you know what tea tastes like. [SHERMAN's glass clinks as he sets it down.] SHERMAN: Skipping the niceties and going directly to insult, are we. How high-class. O5-4: We are well past niceties, William. You dare send us on a wild goose chase for over half a year just to get us involved in your petty little politics? That's low, even for you. SHERMAN: What are you talking about- O5-4: Don't you dare pull that on me. [SHERMAN sighs.] SHERMAN: You can't really frame it as "petty politics" when the fate of the world is at stake, now can you? O5-4: Yes I can, and yes I will. We are done, and we are out. SHERMAN: "Done?" What do you mean? O5-4: With you. Done with you, Done with the government, and done with the interference. We swore to keep it that way, and we need to go back to the way things were before this entire snafu. SHERMAN: You saw what the Russians are doing, fiddling around with things they don't understand in that barren wasteland they call a country. We are just doing this to protect— O5-4: "Protect the American way of life." Yes, yes, I've heard the spiel, I've seen the newsreels. But this is beyond retaliation, this is instigation and provocation at best, manipulation at worst. We saw what you did with Goncharov. What did you think you could do? Pay him fifty thousand dollars in cash a year before Fort Richards, using one of your shell companies that we knew about beforehand to buy his research and silence, and? Just so he could go and live quietly someplace just two states away from Richards? That is ballsy and bullshit. [The audio crackles for a moment.] SHERMAN: What are you saying? O5-4: You made us your scapegoat. You made the entirety of the FOUNDATION your damn fall guy, and we will not stand for it. You constructed an entire fantasy for us to follow, conclusions you funneled us to making, and thank God that Goncharov kept around those bank statements. For once I'm happy that you're sloppy. SHERMAN: Do you know why we did it? O5-4: Oh we know why you did it. We just don't care. SHERMAN: You can't say that. O5-4: I can, and I am. Jesus, rising from the dead must've inflated your ego. Johnny Reb is small potatoes next to the Ruskies, eh? SHERMAN: You cannot cut us out. You need us. You can't protect the American people if you don't cooperate with our government. O5-4: You are in no position to make idle threats and demands of us, William, are you kidding me? Despite all your military tact, you are still nothing but a ghost, a wayward memory of the real William Sherman. You can't change, and you cannot come close to comprehending the world now. SHERMAN: I know more than you ever- O5-4: The FOUNDATION has outgrown you. We have gone global, so cutting us out of America wouldn't do a damn thing. You would be harming yourselves and your interests out of pettiness? Tough shit, we are out. We will help clean up this mess you made, but nothing more. Have fun scrubbing the national motto from the floors of all of your courthouses. [O5-4's heels click against the floor as she walks towards the door. The door slams shut before she reaches it, and the wind picks up within the bunker.] O5-4: Sherman. … … [The door opens.] O5-4: Thank you. … O5-4: They should've learned from MacArthur, why you and not Lincoln? <END TRANSCRIPT> ITEM #: SCP-5859 OBJECT CLASS: Keter SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES (UPDATED 10/23/1957): Thanks to the efforts of Joint Operation BLACKFOOT FERRET, the influence of SCP-5859 has been reduced to almost negligible levels, aside from a few, isolated pockets that have been resistant to enacted policy. Operation BLACKFOOT FERRET is to continue to be funded by a joint black budget contributed in equal parts by the FOUNDATION and PENTAGRAM, up until the influence of SCP-5859 has been reduced >99.9% its former range or neutralized. All FOUNDATION support for nonessential joint initiatives with the PENTAGRAM is to cease and is to withdraw all assets from PENTAGRAM-controlled locations before 12/31/1957. DESCRIPTION: SCP-5859 is a cognito-plex conceptually melded to the former federal motto of the United States of America, "E Pluribus Unum." The primary vector of SCP-5859 infection is the physical transferal of legal tender with the carrier phrase emblazoned onto the exchanged currency from SCP-5859-1 to a non-infected subject. Those infected with SCP-5859, henceforth known as SCP-5859-1, become easily swayed by collectivist or Marxist schools of thought. These people naturally gravitate towards others infected with SCP-5859, often forming small communes or collectives, though these communes are prone to quick collapse. |
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} } Item #: SCP-5860 Level 5/5860 Classified A post linked to SCP-5860, preceding its attack. Special Containment Procedures The virtual world platform known as 'SimulaCe' is to be strictly monitored and locked down. Social media posts related to SCP-5860 are to be cataloged for analysis, while emergency protection protocols are to be placed on uncorrupted sectors of SimulaCe. Social media sites are to be observed for further manifestations of SCP-5860, with primary keywords related to it being 'escriter', 'censorship', 'journalistic determination', and 'cage for freedom'. All of the said actions are to be explained to the public as an anti-censorship campaign, while Protocol DAIGDIG is to be implemented in order to mitigate SCP-5860's socio-political effects worldwide. MTF-Kappa-10 ("Skynet") is to commence communications with SCP-5860 in order to ascertain its motives and nature. Class-A memetic protocols and administrative permission to SimulaCe are to be accorded to the members. Negotiations will take place in a special sector of SimulaCe, in agreement with SCP-5860. Analysts are to also ascertain SCP-5860's demands for a 'hero of journalism'. Concurrently, MTF-Kappa-10 is in charge of developing a method to neutralize SCP-5860's effects and presence, known as CENSERA. An investigation of SCP-5860's relationship with GoI-503 ("Aviatica")1 has been launched. Description An image that was constantly displayed throughout SimulaCe and on affected news platforms. SCP-5860 is an anomalous digital entity that corrupts, erases, or memetically affects online content produced by news-sharing organizations, as well as significant groups and individuals that oppose governments worldwide. SCP-5860 is centered on SimulaCe, a popular virtual world network2, although related attacks on prominent social media sites have been recorded. It has trapped 100,000 deep-immersion3 SimulaCe users, with a particular focus on influential individuals, such as those related to mainstream media and journalism. After its attack, 45 percent of all news-based websites are reported to only display a page aesthetically similar to the SCP-5860-related posts, with beeping and tapping sounds in the background. As for other social media websites accessed, their content was reportedly blurred and distorted. 35 percent of D-Class who have viewed these websites have reported headaches and nausea. They generally described it as a sharp, throbbing pain similar to being shot. Notably, 40 percent of SCP-5860's posts, which continue as of now, indicate that it aims to 'fight for the good and vitality of journalism', despite stifling journalistic content. Individuals behind these posts have not been determined. MTF-Kappa-10 was initially unable to access affected sites and online services, although it was able to trace SCP-5860 to a SimulaCe account named 'Escriter'4. SCP-5860 was hosted on World-Server-053, a deep simulation server which is currently locked down by SCP-5860. First Manifestation of SCP-5860 SCP-5860 first manifested on March 11, 2030. Before the attack, Foundation web crawlers had spotted a drastic increase of social media posts related to SCP-5860, as well as messages and announcements forwarded to an estimated three million SimulaCe users. A transcript of the attack is provided below; the clearest recording was made by Eduardo Domingo, a news reporter of the ABS-CBN network who was covering SimulaCe due to a previous hacking attempt. DOC-5860-TRCS-01 Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE TRS-54 03/11/2035 World-Server-053 Video Log-01 The CatLion during SCP-5860's first manifestation. Note the dimmed background due to SCP-5860's effects and SimulaCe protection protocols. [[00:00:00]] Domingo uses a SimulaCe avatar that closely mimics his real-world appearance. Domingo: Good day everyone, I am Eduardo Domingo, and I am bringing you the hottest news from the virtual world platform 'SimulaCe', for March 11! As you can see, despite the damage that the Kalinsker virus has caused on SimulaCe, the surroundings around - [[FOLLOWING DIALOGUE OMITTED FOR BREVITY.]] At this point, Domingo's voice and avatar become distorted. Domingo: <Wincing avatar.> … with that, we can conclude… CEO Valerian Hahndorf's statement on said issue… [[00:01:20]] Announcement boards display images of crows, pencils, and hats, often switching between them quickly. Moderate visual glitches now afflict Domingo and the other avatars. [[00:02:10]] The colors of the virtual landscape have been desaturated, although images related to SCP-5860 still retain their red hues. At this point, Facebook and Reddit also report manifestations of SCP-5860. Domingo: It appears that we… we have been caught in a server-side issue… ABS-CBN will strive to report on this event, despite several… several technical difficulties. [[00:02:50]] SCP-5860's avatar, which is a humanoid figure with a crow replacing the head, appears. It is 140 percent larger than most avatars. Users report buzzing and a sound similar to beaks hitting wooden material, while several parts of the virtual landscape have been replaced with black, fluid-like material. SCP-5860 then perches above the CatLion, a prominent virtual structure of World-Server-053. The CatLion begins to leak a similar black fluid from its paws. [[00:03:30]] SCP-5860 begins its speech, which was concurrently forwarded to users through text messages in SimulaCe. SCP-5860: Hello Aviaticans! Please consider the surroundings, you there, please be considerate. Consideration is of course, an important matter, so I wish you will consider considering considera - ah, brevity, brevity, brevity! I forgot about the pen's creed, so I apologize. Please consider it. Silence for several seconds. A user then shouts. SCP-5860: Alright, I suppose we shall get to the point - the point of the pen. You there, please don't move, you will shake off the ink! In any case, I properly introduce myself as Escriter, yes, an ecriter - a writer, truly yours. [[00:04:20]] SCP-5860's then jerks its head, causing it to appear dislocated. A black fluid spurts out of its beak. SCP-5860: Now, now, I request your cooperation with our campaign. I, I, I, Escriter, have arrived here to set the stage for oppression of online journalism. Ah, beautiful journalism, yet so unsafe and impractical for today's world. And so - Domingo: <Shouting> Why would that be? What are your - SCP-5860: How rude, Mr. Domingo, I do believe that you were not like that with us back then, non? In any case, we shall cage the truth-seekers for now, and there in that cage, they shall sing. You shall sing behind the bars. But, I have a condition for you to be freed. Domingo: …what would be the requirements for that? SCP-5860: Once the oppressors have been defeated, the oppressed shall emerge stronger, right! Logical, logical, considerably logical, right? And so… you need a 'hero' to lead and unify the oppressed - to fight for you and the other men of the pen, right? We simply need a 'hero of journalism' to fight against us. As for what that means, I fear that you have to wait one more week. For now, please cooperate, so you and your minds will have to stay here for the time being. A writer such as me these days needs a weapon after all. The virtual landscape becomes more distorted, and beeping sounds increase. Figures similar to SCP-5860, save for their black uniforms, appear and pursue Domingo and the users, who struggle to fight back. ABS-CBN's link to Domingo terminates at this point. Approximately 100,500 users who were still connected were trapped by SCP-5860. Attempts to remove several of these users from their immersion gear were unsuccessful, with all of them resulting in electrocution and severe brain damage. SCP-5860 then released a list of 300 trapped 'prominent journalists'5. Contact Report MTF-Kappa-10 was given seven days in order to neutralize the threat posed by SCP-5860 and establish its nature and its connections to Aviatica. Due to moderate risks of cerebral damage to individuals who would 'immerse' themselves in World-Server-053, Generation 7 Mission AIC Cansigna was chosen to lead negotiations with SCP-5860. In order to attract SCP-5860's attention, Operation BARKADA was implemented; MTF-Kappa-10 began flooding unaffected parts of SimulaCe and social media websites with posts in the same vein as SCP-5860's. 23 percent of these posts called for a partnership with SCP-5860, and allowing Cansigna to open communications with it. The Foundation's prepared SimulaCe account was successfully given virtual world coordinates for the rendezvous. The transcript of the encounter is provided below. DOC-5860-CNTC-01 Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE TRS-54 03/12/2035 Cansigna Mission Log-5860-01 — [[BEGIN LOG]] — The virtual landscape of World-Server-053 is partially corrupted. Prominent structures such as the Kanzler Building and the Tokimaki Pagoda have their walls covered by a newspaper-like texture, while the Dhoby Goat Fountain spurts out a black fluid. Avatars of trapped individuals are gathered in a cage floating over the Fountain. SCP-5860 is standing on top of the CatLion, which is being pecked on by approximately 50 crows. A humming sound can be heard in the background. SCP-5860: Welcome, welcome! Are you the 'comrade'? Anyways, I do get the ruckus you made was considerably attractive. Let's get to business then, let's be considerate of the time. Cansigna: Of course. I am Cansigna from the Scribes' Creed Pillar. We are proposing a partnership with you and your organization, considering that we share the same goals, which is - SCP-5860: Scribes' Creed Pillar - S.C.P. - it has a nice ring to it. In any case, the problem is that we're a bit too busy now, and having an unknown group such as yours will complicate matters, wouldn't it? The plan hasn't progressed past Stage 1 - oppression, that is - after all. Cansigna: Escriter, it is expected that our journalist organization operates in secret, particularly since we have been hiding from Marshall, Carter, and Dark. Thus <Raises hand.>, we could not even afford to form connections with you until this moment. SCP-5860: Hmmn, I see, I see. Marshall, Carter, and Dark - yes, they're very discreet 'Establishmentarians'. Even then, a journalist's strength - which is sadly what those politicians also have - is rather dependent on connections. You are too inconsiderate of yourselves. Cansigna: In any case, I reiterate that we offer to form a partnership to make your - and our - campaign more effective. Do you agree? The perks would be that you will have additional allies at your side. However - Cansigna spins around, and raises one of its hands. Cansigna: There is one condition. You will have to release the trapped individuals. A moderate group of radical journalists such as ours do not necessarily agree on their state. SCP-5860: …I did not necessarily ask for a partnership. Aviatica hasn't, hasn't yet! Another thing - do you know why we need to go this far for a simple publicity stunt? Cansigna: Why then? SCP-5860: You see, everyone out there believes that all you need is a voice, a voice! They think that what a journalist needs nowadays is a pen, a laptop, a notepad, and of course, connections with influential individuals! I - We - believe that it is considerably, considerably, inadequate, and inconsiderate. Cansigna: Please elaborate. SCP-5860: As you can see, this is an act to cage 'online' journalism, so that when it blooms again, it would be more beautiful! However, we need to up the ante, so that everyone takes us seriously - we thus need much more than information that can be leaked, or not allowing access to websites. Thus, we need to also cage the minds and people responsible for journalism! Cansigna: …I see. I then propose a new deal - as part of our collaboration, you will gradually release trapped individuals, most of which you can order to 'fight' you for your purposes, while we provide information6 that will suit your purposes. Would that be a good deal? SCP-5860: Where's your proof of trust? Credentials? I can considerably agree that you need to be a secret, secret group of journalists, but still, a handshake between each other should be safe, no? Cansigna: We would be sending them now to your account. SCP-5860: …Hmm… how logical, logical, logical! Or not, who knows? In any case, I do see your point. Please give us several minutes to consider it. 11 minutes pass. SCP-5860: Alrighty then, we have confirmed the credentials you sent us, 'S.C.P.', it is? My, my, how many companies7 you have connections with! Jaa, let us get to the business. — [[END LOG]] — Discreet hacking attempts on SCP-5860-related accounts through conventional means are still unsuccessful. On the other hand, development on CENSERA has steadily progressed. Meanwhile, an investigation into Aviatica has been also launched, with its influence determined to be worldwide. Negotiation Report Negotiations with SCP-5860 have been smooth, with several meetings occurring over the course of two days. The Foundation has supplied select information to SCP-5860 about its shell companies, as well as current socio-political issues such as the De la Rosa VRWorld Affairs8. In return, SCP-5860 has granted the Foundation access to 20 percent of affected SimulaCe servers; this has drastically sped up development on CENSERA. However, it has not provided any data about Aviatica. A transcript of the most recent meeting is provided below. DOC-5860-CNTC-02 Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE TRS-54 03/15/2035 Cansigna Mission Log-5860-02 — [[BEGIN LOG]] — SCP-5860 is sitting on the CatLion, waving. It then suddenly dashes near Cansigna. SCP-5860: Pray tell me, what do you think of journalistic trust? Just a curious question, after all. Cansigna: …how sudden. Let us exchange greetings first. SCP-5860: Don't you want to establish a level of trust like this? After all, we are good correspondents, non? In any case, hello, considerate Cansigna! Cansigna: …I see. To consider your question, I would say that it is a rare commodity. From a certain point of view, it is surprising that we cooperate with each other like this. SCP-5860: Correct, correct, very correct! Well, you see, our organization has always been a… paper butterfly, for a lack of a better term, but we don't stick too close to the flowers. And so, I reciprocate your feelings about our cooperation. I do find it a bit uncomfortable, however, that it's always your side that is providing the information. Cansigna: Trustworthiness is always a business, after all. Logically, it's very chaotic, and we could not afford mistakes about them. SCP-5860: …I see, I see. It's just that S.C.P. - your organization - is ringing a few bells, as my comrades say. I must say… we're cautiously curious. Silence for several seconds. SCP-5860: Oh well, I fear that we have led ourselves astray - we shall be cohesive. What are you proposing at this time? Cansigna: About the trapped personnel, as well as the websites you have affected during our campaign, I believe that we shouldn't push any further. As you can see, massive outrage has been raised over individuals such Albert Kaminskov and Vermeil Vargas, to the point that I believe it is not conducive to our campaign. SCP-5860: …Hmm, that's part of the plan, no? 'Oppress' them for at least two weeks, and sooner or later, someone, someone, someone, will take the initiative to fight back - isn't that what we're expecting? But for now, we are just getting started. Rushing things before the deadline is something terrible for a writer, and will cheapen the masterpiece. Cansigna: Would that be what you mean by creating a 'hero of journalism'? SCP-5860: Exactly, my logical Cansigna! Cansigna: Hmm, I see. Interesting. SCP-5860: Pray tell me, Cansigna, are you starting to… doubt our partnership? Despite the trust that we have built - Cansigna: No, no. I do not believe in such a course of action, as we will still continue to cooperate with you. Cheapening the act is highly inconsiderate, as you might say. SCP-5860: I suppose. Still, I - no, we - have been gauging your capabilities from the very start of our relationship, wondering if you have the guts and the resources to become the hero we wanted. S.C.P. - we had ascertained that you have far more unseen hands and strings, but we still consider that you are just another secret journalistic group like us, non? But, if you are to become the 'hero' we want, do remember two things: we have a time table for that, and second, we will never cheapen the act. We will fight back as if we are true villains, I say, until said deadline, where… Ah, I must say that I have gone rather off the trails - how inconsiderate! Still, I must save the surprise for Stage 2, since as I have said - Cansigna: Along with getting pinned down by words, you dislike cheapening the act? SCP-5860: Perfectly said, considerate Cansigna! Now, now, I do believe that we can call it a day for now? — [[END LOG]] — SCP-5860's requirements for a 'hero' are still unknown. Current priorities, judging by SCP-5860's statement of acting villainous, are preparing for intensified problems concerning SCP-5860. Report on Worldwide Public Reaction Public unrest has drastically risen against SCP-5860's activities, as internet usage and content has been limited. Political groups and individuals such as Christopher Go Jr. and Donald de la Rosa9 have been prominently accused of instigating the previous events, while hacking attempts on SimulaCe and affected websites have increased. Lead by activist Vermeil Vargas, a protest in EDSA10, Manila, Philippines, has started to form, focusing on Domingo and the five other journalists who were trapped in SimulaCe. Due to social media websites being affected by SCP-5860, similar riots have started in the USA, Brazil, Malaysia and Indonesia. Media personalities such as Karl Parleritz and Ping Liaoxi have denounced SCP-5860's actions. As for the trapped individuals, the Foundation has cooperated with and given guidelines to various medical organizations in order to provide care for them. Incident PAHAYAGAN An SCP-5860 post two days afterwards. On March 15, the number of SCP-5860-related posts suddenly increased, focusing on the issue of 'breaking the partnership' and 'self-trust for Stage 2'. SCP-5860's effects have intensified, causing more severe migraines. Video streaming platforms such as Netflix and Youtube are now affected, while targeted content has expanded beyond journalistic matters. The bodies of trapped individuals register higher blood pressure and mild cerebrospinal damage, with several of them electrocuted to the point of causing moderate injury. On the orders of the O5 Council, CENSERA was implemented through a SimulaCe backdoor. However, it has been unsuccessful in neutralizing SCP-5860, due to its defenses that it repurposed from SimulaCe protocols. Despite changing attack patterns, MTF-Kappa-10 was unable to retake affected servers, as well as free individuals that SCP-5860 has gripped. On the other hand, a communications link from Eduardo Domingo's account was received by emergency SimulaCe servers. A video recording was encoded in it, which is transcribed below: DOC-5860-SIMU-01 Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE TRS-54 03/23/2035 World-Server-053 Transcript-02 — [[BEGIN LOG]] — Eduardo Domingo. Several avatars can be seen alongside Domingo's; all of them are located near the Takomaki Pagoda. The virtual landscape is distorted, while avian-like humanoid figures can be seen marching in the distance. Yells from other users can be heard. Good day, this is Eduardo Domingo, reporting live from SimulaCe! In any case, let us get to the point now. Several users, with the help of SimulaCe administrators, have managed to establish a link, away from the clutches of Escriter. As you can see, World-Server-053 is under a severe state of emergency, and that's precisely why we are calling you out; we believe that there is still hope under this oppression. Currently, we are trapped; we are hostages of a certain individual, or group, in order to push their agenda of oppressing online journalism and men of the pen. While Escriter might say that it is fighting for the 'good' of journalism, current circumstances don't lend it credence. And thus, we are fighting. The video slightly freezes. According to SimulaCe operators, a data link was established by an unknown sender. Analysis indicates that this is related to Domingo and the other journalists' avatars. Escriter is currently losing - that, we can ascertain. Thus, we believe that we only need a little more push past its breaking point. Against oppressors such as Escriter, we believe that everyone must fight. Inside SimulaCe, we are holding our lines, not just for our own lives, but for our own ideals. Thus, we expect… that you fight too. Once again, this is Eduardo Domingo of the ABS-CBN network, keeping the flame for the fight alive, signing out. — [[END LOG]] — After Domingo's video was received, 21 percent of SimulaCe servers became unprotected, allowing MTF-Kappa-10 to override SCP-5860's grip on them. Analysis indicates that SCP-5860's defenses will be neutralized soon, although the fate of the trapped users is still unpredictable. On March 25, SCP-5860 sent a video to the Foundation's SimulaCe account. It has been transcribed below: DOC-5860-SIMU-02 Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE TRS-54 03/25/2035 SCP-5860 Video Log-02 — [[START LOG]] — SCP-5860 is sitting on top of the CatLion. Flocks of paper crows periodically emerge from the CatLion's eyes, after which they would soar high and encircle the vicinity. A corrupted version of the song 'A la Volonte du Peuple' can be heard. Avatars of trapped users can be seen nearby. Welcome, welcome, everyone! Please let me be considerate to you… or not. Now, now, now, I address this to everyone whose hands are currently free - whose pens are currently free to oppose me! Particularly… to the folks at S.C.P.! It still has a nice ring to it, even if my colleagues have dug up some… well… call them a journalist's connections. Ah, we're beating around the bush! Such a writer's bad habit for me, considerably? But still, S.C.P. - Scribes' Creed Pillar - please consider the following. Well, as for what's currently happening now, well, I must say that I will not considerably disappoint you with the next stage. However, trust in you is something that I can't rely on for the next stage of my plan. This time, call it a journalist's instinct. Now, let's consider the situation - to use your arsenal of bullets and weapons against this poor writer's head of mine, you must be pretty desperate, non? If you are surprised at your hacking attempts being ineffective, I must say that in my tea parties with you, I really trusted you to the point that I had to stir my cup of tea with a gun. Secondly, we still have the very brave, brave, brave Eduardo Domingo and his fellow men here! It would be such a shame if what they were fighting for was lost to red tape and pointless bickering, isn't that right? His acting was rather good, don't you think? Don't worry, they're all still alive. However, we are not here to just stamp and stamp our boots into journalism and free speech. Quite the opposite actually, as we have been 'acting' to do so. Trapping those poor users for real and crippling the Internet for a week is just something to convince you so. Silence for a minute. Now, for the next stage of the plan… I will allow you to 'defeat' us! And while you're at it, rescue the brave folks here! After all, we are the oppressors of the voice, non? And so, it is proper manners to defeat such individuals, no? And it is proper manners, as I have said, for a 'hero of the pen', a 'hero of journalism', to defeat the oppressors, logically speaking. SCP-5860 emits a shrill sound. You take on the role of the 'hero' against us, the Oppressors, and you have to pump the morale of the Internet against the Oppression! Of course, of course, we will be watching, and if you do anything undesirable, we can help ourselves to everyone's data. I will stake my journalistic honor for this. After all, the plan would have been well-executed at that point. And you see, for everything to work out, we will tone down our effects and grip on websites and SimulaCe - to the point that you can neutralize us more easily. Is that assurance enough? In any case, now's the time for the pen to write its own terms. In any case, the pen wins! To end on a graceful note, cooperate - no - provide a magnificent counter to us, 'Heroes'! — [[END LOG]] — The O5 Council has voted on whether the Foundation should accept SCP-5860's offer or not. The results are provided below. Major points of contention were the benefits of cooperation, available plans of action, and the unpredictability of SCP-5860, in light of CENSERA's failure. Operation ESCRIBO A poster for encouraging public participation. Operation ESCRIBO, with regards to the instructions of SCP-5860, was initiated under an unanimous vote of the O5 Council and the Ethics Committee. In cooperation with prominent news organizations and NGOs, the Foundation launched mass journalistic campaigns worldwide, with SCP-5860 antagonized as the 'Escriterium'. Meanwhile, access to several affected websites has been partially reopened by SCP-5860, allowing the use of server farms, hashtags, posts, and user-created articles. Two days into Operation ESCRIBO, the Foundation has produced 2,500 online articles, which either promote journalism or discuss controversial issues, for worldwide distribution, and made them and their related hashtags trend through various social media websites. It has been considered a general success. Trapped individuals have been safely released from their immersion gear. Most of them described the event as a 'slow, harrowing experience'. Last Rendezvous with SCP-5860 A meeting with SCP-5860 on World-Server-053 was scheduled five days after Operation ESCRIBO was launched. The transcript of the meeting is provided below. DOC-TRSC-5680-FIN Close. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE TRS-54 03/30/2035 Cansigna Mission Log-5860-02 — [[BEGIN LOG]] — The CatLion has been fully restored, although it is slightly discolored. SCP-5860 is standing on top of its head. Upon Cansigna's appearance, it then puts on a coat, and jumps near Cansigna. SCP-5860: Welcome, welcome, the hero who defeated the Escriter, the pen's 'oppressor'! Still, I do considerably apologize for the lack of ceremony… or not. Cansigna: It would be proper manners to greet you, so a good day at the very least. In any case, let us get to the point. Emitting a shrill noise, SCP-5860 raises its beak and several fingers upwards. SCP-5860: I suppose you did pick up a new…technique, I would say. Setting the mood and flow of the conversation is a thing, thing that journalists and media men aspire to always do so, to get the right story, the right angle! How considerate of our prior activities. Cansigna: …I suppose that you are not here to gloat. Speak up. SCP-5860: How prideful… well, I suppose that something other than words pinned you down, then. Cansigna: Let us get back to the topic, Escriter. It is not logical to beat around the bush. I suppose… that you do not know what you have awakened for now, no? SCP-5860: The desire for a much transparent and fiery journalistic stance? That would be obvious, considering the political upheavals that are happening right now. Past the breaking point - Cansigna: Breaking point. For us. You are partially correct on that part. Figure out the rest in five seconds, Escriter. SCP-5860: …how cruel. A declaration of war then? The Establishment against the - Cansigna: I will not like to get pinned down by words. Still, you should have realized the consequences of trapping 100,000 individuals and vandalizing websites, no? We're no longer capable of playing on the table with you, Escriter. It's time to turn it around. SCP-5860: You know… if we're going to proceed down this route, then I would like you to view these documents, courtesy of our connections. [[DATA RESTRICTED TO THE O5 COUNCIL.]] Cansigna: …Foundation documents. So, what do you - SCP-5860: As you can see, S.C.P. had a really nice ring to it, and over the course of our relationship, we as journalists, realized that, my, you had connections with TIME, The Tribune, and the News Star! Befitting of a hero with connections, non? You have been rather complacent when it comes to being clandestine, non? Complacency foils an otherwise perfect masquerade, no? Cansigna: Not so much a matter of desperation to stay in secrecy, Escriter. Falsification and deception are part of the menu for us. SCP-5860: …How prideful. You do know who you are talking to here? A worldwide organization of scribes, non? Cansigna: You do know who you are talking to here? You did get swayed by our documents and enabled us to establish a relationship - admittedly, it was devoid of trust - with you. Throughout our meetings, we have been monitoring you too, and your relationships to individuals like Domingo… I must say, it was an elegant set-up. SCP-5860: …What do you wish to fulfill… here? Cansigna: There will come the day when you are the one with the broken masquerade. After all, we're truth seekers too, but we have to make sure they are secure and safe for the world. The statements of people like you can be properly dealt with. SCP-5860: Similar truth-seekers - the Establishment and Aviatica… How ironic it is that you are the ones who will truly lock up the spirit of the truth and journalism, instead of us. Ah, how ironic, ironic, ironic! Cansigna: As an example, we already have leads on who you are, and what Aviatica is. Starting with Domingo… then Kalinsky… then the Saavedra Group… please do be considerate of everything. SCP-5860: That would be… hmm, it appears that you are a sleeping giant, non? Or rather acting like one. Which is which? Cansigna: I will not get pinned down by my words, Escriter. At the very least, remember that your 'heroes' - 'heroes' against you - are serious here. SCP-5860: …How interesting. Well, well, I do believe that this conversation can serve no further purpose. Let us correspond cordially, non? Cansigna: That cannot be affirmed, Escriter. If you are a journalist as you always say, you must always know how to interpret the words of who you are fighting against, no? — [[END LOG]] — Afterward, SCP-5860's effects disappeared over two days, while SimulaCe and other affected platforms were rechecked and recalibrated. All accounts related to SCP-5860, except for 'aviatica', were deactivated. Under the unanimous vote of the O5 Council, Operation PENHUNT is to be initiated in order to track down all individuals and groups related to SCP-5860 and Aviatica. Update (06/01/2035) As SCP-5860 predicted, support for online journalism and activism against 'Escriterium' and suppression of journalism has drastically increased, with it being the focus of mainstream media for three months.11 Government upheavals in the Philippines and Indonesia have also been linked to SCP-5860's activities. 90 percent of individuals held by SCP-5860 have made full recoveries. Domingo, in particular, has been hailed by the media for speaking against SCP-5860, and rejuvenating public morale. However, the Foundation has commenced a full-scale investigation about him for his potential relations to Aviatica and SCP-5860. SimulaCe, which was still recovering from the Kalinsker virus prior to SCP-5860, and other virtual world platforms, have seen an average 92 percent drop in usage and public trust. Online service producers were also similarly affected due to security concerns. Media companies have increased their focus on paper-based and television services. As fears of a large organization focused on crippling journalism have increased, the UN has pledged to combat Escriterium, declaring it to be the 'threat of the century to the free press'. A PV-Class Status Upheaval Scenario has been implemented with regards to SCP-5860's worldwide impact. Footnotes 1. A phenomenon involving the instantaneous emergence of birds from newspapers and other print media. Aviatica announced this as a publicity stunt. 2. Deemed a Class-A target due to being used by multiple government and private institutions due to its large storage capacity, as well as its userbase of approximately 40 million individuals. 3. Necessitates the use of helmets, sensor-based gloves, and suits. 4. No accounts have been registered with this name. 5. Such as Eduardo Domingo, Vermeil Vargas, and Christopher Hutchinson. 6. Restricted to personnel of MTF-Kappa-10 and the Propaganda Division. 7. Mainly rebranded shell companies. 8. Notable for its relation to the disappearance of five journalists. Leads on their status were given to SCP-5860. 9. Both have been involved in the de la Rosa issue. 10. Epifanio de Los Santos Avenue. Known for the location where the 1985 People Power Revolution was started. 11. Popularly referred to as the 'Journalistic Revolution'. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5860" by Sinagsikap, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5860. 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-5861 | keter | "And don't piss yourself in public, again. They charged me $200 for that Uber" Billith Foxing (aka Foxing)(aka Foxing)(aka Foxing)(aka Foxing)(aka Foxing)(aka Foxing) Written by Billith. If you liked this article, you'll probably like: SCP-3311 SCP-2921 SCP-3533 SCP-3959 Item #: SCP-5861 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5861 is kept housed in Provisional Site-5861, which is a hermetically-sealed 9 m3 pop-up Class-A containment module under purview of the Pilcrow-Minkowski Center for Advanced Studies' High Risk Housing Sector. This module should be retrofitted with temperature/humidity control settings and proprietary low lux fixtures spaced evenly throughout and maintained at exactly 13 lx. At no time are any foreign objects to be brought into SCP-5861 or its container. No contents of SCP-5861 are allowed to be removed once inside. Discussion and testing of impacted structures are to be enacted via the English language, using an approved argot provided by the Department of Miscommunications' Hybrid Anomalies Division for Conceptual Studies. Assigned personnel must be monolingual. Description: SCP-5861 is the designation for a ~5 m3 orthotope of space located in the Site-19 Anomalous Items warehouses which is subject to severe linguistic decohesion. The space does not appear to grow in size, though the exact bounds are unclear. SCP-5861's origin is unknown. It is theorized that the orthotope manifested via an effect of a previously-considered inert or low-risk anomalous item. An audit of Site-19's warehouses is currently underway and scheduled to complete by 2025. Unlike semantic dissociation zones, conceptual linguistic structures possessing complex or multifaceted denotation introduced into the boundaries of SCP-5861 have a chance to exhibit anomalous behavior in approximately .1% of cases where that conceptual structure is verbally invoked. Not all concepts introduced this way are affected; it is unknown how this is determined, however, terms with greater quantity of possible alternate meanings appear more susceptible to the effect. Objects and persons that use or are defined by decohesive identifiers/descriptors can spontaneously exhibit behavior considered atypical given the intended usage, while remaining logically sound for one or more alternate denotations. This effect appears to be causally-linked in some fashion, although the extent and mechanics of this connection remain unknown to Foundation research staff. Recovered materials and anecdotal evidence suggest impacted invocations become conceptually vague, leading to undesirable changes in semantic outcome when triggered.1 In addition to the aforementioned conceptual effects, subjects sent into SCP-5861 eventually exhibit signs of anomalous hyperpolyglotism,2 resulting in the endogenous development of linguistic fluency in any number of languages, including several unknown lexicons, regardless of prior skill level, knowledge or aptitude. At present time, ☼︎ is the only object allowed within SCP-5861; humanoid testing has been suspended indefinitely and any further interactions pose significant conceptual/lexical risk. ☼︎3 is a single piece of parchment paper located inside the bounds of SCP-5861. ☼︎ is crumpled and appears blank. ☼︎ is not believed to be anomalous and thus deteriorates as expected. Due to ☼︎'s presence within SCP-5861 and the containment requirements involved in maintaining its integrity, several concepts must be verbally invoked every six hours by assigned D-Class personnel. These concepts include but are not limited to "paper", "trash", "light", "air", and "humidity". A full list can be requested from the Department of Miscommunications by assigned personnel. Any linguistic deviations observed in these invocations should be immediately reported to project head. ᚖ is the linguistic trigger defined as the word "foxing". ᚖ has five seven possible states when invoked, determined at each impacted usage and defined as ᚖ-* through ᚖ-⁂** ᚖ-⁂⁂*. More information can be found below: 》ACCESS ADDITIONAL ᚖ DATA 《 RETURN DENOTATIONS LOG 5861-ᚖ STATE TYPE DEFINITION ᚖ-* Verb The process by which paper products yellow over time as a result of environmental factors ᚖ-** Verb To deceive or outwit ᚖ-⁂ Noun The sidewall material of certain footwear, found between the sole and upper portion of the shoe, secures components ᚖ-⁂* Verb Repair or implementation of ᚖ-⁂ in existing footwear ᚖ-⁂** Verb Recreational hunting of Vulpes vulpes ᚖ-⁂⁂ Verb To become or produce Vulpes vulpes4 ᚖ-⁂⁂* Noun (Proper) St. Louis, Missouri-based rock band of the same name INCIDENT LOG 5861-ᚖ PREFACE: On 03/20/21, at approximately 21:30, Foundation field agents stationed in ███████, WA were notified of a disturbance taking place at ██████, a popular music venue in the uptown area. Agents arrived on the scene to find the venue empty aside from a few civilians possessing injuries consistent with crowd trampling. The individuals attending were traced using ticketing information and GPS location data, interrogated and amnesticized before release. The following transcript describes footage that was recovered from a smartphone belonging to one of the attendees. [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] Camera feed is live, the audio channel clipping from raucous cheers and applause. The back of an unknown figure comes into view, which obscures the view of the stage. Unknown individual is significantly taller than the camera's operator, who attempts to maneuver around in search of a better viewpoint. The cheers die down just as a feminine voice is heard, projected via amplifier. BAND MEMBER: Thank you, wow, you've been great. We will see you again real soon, ███████! Camera operator, now referred to as POI-5861A, arrives at a decent vantage point as attendees are seen loitering and the crowd thins. Another voice is heard, from context they are presumed to be POI-5861A's friend, labelled POI-5861B for ease of following. Camera view falls to waist height as operator seems to forget about the recording. POI-5861B: That was sick! Illuminati Hotties, not bad at all.5 Want to hit the bathroom before the main act? POI-5861A: Is this your first time at ██████? Or, like, any concert at all? That's how you get stuck in line for an hour. Never use the bathroom between acts. Clench it, don't be a pussy. POI-5861B: I drank like a gallon of beer. Well, three drinks. POI-5861A: That's not even close to a gallon, my guy. POI-5861B: Gallon or not, clenching isn't an option right now. Honestly I was just trying to be nice with the offer, ya know. POI-5861A: The offer to have me join you in the bathroom? How generous— The sound of distorted guitar overtakes the conversation, but dies out a moment later. The process repeats with the other instruments presumably on stage. UNKNOWN: Ay, soundcheck guy! [chanting] Soundcheck guy! Soundcheck guy! Unknown attendee out of view stops chanting after a few seconds. POI-5861A: Better be quick, they're due to be on any moment now. POI-5861B: Huh. I must've reabsorbed or something. I think I can hold it, at least 'til a shitty song plays. POI-5861A: [ᚖ-⁂⁂*] has no shitty songs, don't be a square. No anomalous effects are recorded. POI-5861A: And don't piss yourself in public, again. They charged me $200 for that Uber. POI-5861B: You're never gonna let me live that down, huh? POI-5861A: For $200, maybe. Cheers erupt from all sides. POI-5861A lifts the phone and realizes it is still recording. POI-5861A: Whoops. That'll be a fun conversation to listen to tomorrow. POI-5861B: [loud] What? POI-5861A does not respond and instead trains the camera on the stage, where multiple individuals are seen emerging without a word. Cheers increase in volume until nothing else can be heard. One band member sits at the drums, two grab guitars and settle in front of their respective microphones. Violinist Emma Tiemann has already begun to play a soft melody, with sounds of light, echoing guitar plucks slowly swelling in volume. Frontman Conor Murphy flicks on a keyboard sampler beside him and brings his face to the microphone, trumpet in one hand and another now gripping onto the microphone stand. Murphy: Thank you. [chuckle] Thank you, we love you. And— Music volume continues to rise as remaining members of the ensemble join in. Murphy: [screaming]—We are [ᚖ-⁂⁂*]! A large explosion is seen rocking the crowd backwards as the music is replaced by frantic screams and large bangs. Smoke obscures part of the camera's view, the dim lighting and blur of sudden commotion reducing visibility further. Attendees begin panicking as the stage floods with dozens of red foxes, the band nowhere to be found. The animals see the crowd of frightened humans and begin to panic as well, forming an agitated mob of bright-colored fur. Animals scatter in all directions while concert-goers stumble over themselves and further piles of disoriented foxes in an attempt to evacuate. POI-5861A has barely moved except to hug the back wall of the venue, camera view shaking and voice trembling. POI-5861A: [panicked] W-What the fuck. What the fuck. What the fuck. Andy! Where are you, you drunk piece of— POI-5861B: Here! I'm right here. And I definitely don't have to pee anymore. POI-5861A: Fuck it, I don't care, I'll call a ride. Door, now, let's go, there's an opening. POI-5861A holds the phone at their side again but brings it up a minute later to point the view at a few stragglers, both human and otherwise. The two make their way to the front entrance where a small crowd is attempting to access the coat check, the booth having been abandoned. A young kit is seen tugging on one woman's pant leg and whipping its tiny orange head in a playful manner, though the advances do not seem well received. A moment later and the two are outside on the sidewalk. POI-5861B: You didn't tell me Fleet Foxes would be playing. You get it? Like, a fleet of foxes— POI-5861A: [groans] Shut up. Silence, aside from wind and distant sirens. POI-5861A: You owe me $400. [END TRANSCRIPT] NOTES: Foundation coverup efforts took place throughout the next few days, establishing a counternarrative involving an amplifier explosion. Remaining foxes were collected and dispersed into the wild after rehabilitation. Look-alike actors were selected and successfully integrated into the band, which is to go on indefinite hiatus. Original members of the band were not found, presumed foxed. They said 'sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me'. They were wrong. I've checked the files provided by Extradimensional, all signs point to this place as Ground Zero. I hear they are installing graphene-reinforced skylight windows over at the warehouses to help with visibility. Probably shave a few bucks off the electricity bill. Gonna let all that natural sunshine through. Sounds nice. They won't listen to me, but maybe you can get an audience with higher ups than I. Tell them to stop. Make them stop. If they put a window above that spot, it's only a matter of time. Sticks and stones may break your bones, but words? Words will break the day. Footnotes 1. For ease of understanding, semantic dissociation can be loosely summarized as the separation of conceptual meaning from an object, while linguistic decohesion would be the broadening of a conceptual meaning to include additional definitions and/or objects. 2. An abnormal proficiency in learning languages. 3. Although the identifier "SCP-5861" is immune to the anomalous properties of the space it defines, identifiers that reference other affected identifiers are not. Thus, glyphs are to be used in lieu of alphanumeric subdesignations, and should not be given verbal identifiers. 4. Novel denotation, believed to have resulted from extended exposure to SCP-5861's conceptual/semantic obfuscation. See Incident Log 5861-ᚖ for further details. 5. Indie rock band from Los Angeles, CA, later confirmed as the opening act that evening. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5861" by Billith, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5861. 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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Image Credit: See comments. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 4/5862 LEVEL 4/5862 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-5862 Pending Assigned Dept. Dept. Director Research Head Assigned MTF Nautical Anomalies Mariana Almeida Dr. Cezar Iliescu Stigma-9 (“Evolved from Naturally Occurring Gears, Levers and Pulleys”) Special Containment Procedures SCP-5862 is currently uncontained, and located approximately 400km S/SE of Site-86. The Foundation Corvette SCPS Kirck has been deployed to monitor it and carry out initial research into appropriate containment procedures. GoI-3862 (“ Turing's Wrath”) are to be kept under surveillance for potential SCP-5862 related activity. Description SCP-5862, c. 1671 SCP-5862 is the collective designation given to a 17th-century frigate and its crew, which have been infected by a highly virulent contagion, designated SCP-5862-Φ. This contagion has been shown to affect all non-aquatic material. This affect manifests as the breakdown of all infected material at the cellular level. All known metallic alloys will undergo rapid oxidization and organic material will experience accelerated decomposition. Living organisms will present with symptoms of rapid onset necrotizing fasciitis as well as greatly accelerated cellular regeneration.1 The ship is a two-masted fifth-class frigate designated SCP-5862-A, and is largely composed of biological material: specifically including sails made from human skin, spars and planks from bleached bone, and with a figurehead of a rotting body. It is believed to have been commissioned to play a role in the Third Anglo-Dutch War, though records suggest it never formally entered service. Sir William Faulkner, designated SCP-5862-B, is the current captain of SCP-5862-A and has been since its commission at some point in the late 1670s. His body is in an advanced state of decay, with approximately 70% of his flesh showing signs of extensive decomposition. The majority of his active crew exhibit a similar level of decay. Attached Addenda Discovery The Foundation first learned about SCP-5862 on 04/13/2012 from a report sent by an embedded agent in “Turing's Wrath”, a Church of the Broken God splinter organisation designated GoI-3862. This organisation originally came to the Foundation's attention after carrying out a series of successful raids on known and suspected Karcists2 which resulted in 17 casualties. At this time, the agent became aware that GoI-3862 was planning a large operation related to a Sarkic artefact that could "greatly aid in the effort against the flesh". After the agent discovered a large cache of anomalous weaponry on 04/15/2012, MTF Stigma-9 (“Evolved from Naturally Occurring Gears, Levers and Pulleys”) were deployed to apprehend the members of GoI-3862 and confiscate their weapons cache. This operation was carried out successfully, and led to MTF ϛ-9 recovering the plans to carry out an assault on SCP-5862. These plans did not specify what GoI-3862 intended to do with SCP-5862, but they did contain an approximate location of SCP-5862. Extensive interrogation of the captured GoI-3862 members produced no significant intelligence relating to SCP-5862 and they were subsequently released into GOC custody on 05/23/2012. Additional Research SCPF Internal Memorandum FROM: Dr. Cezar Iliescu, SCP-5862 Head Researcher TO: Mariana Almeida, Director - Department of Nautical Anomalies DATE: 05/29/2012 RE: SCP-5862 It looks like the information we obtained from GoI-3862 has paid off. Foundation Surveillance Satellite “Nemo's Watch” successfully located SCP-5862 at 48°██'██.█"S 136°██'██.█"W, a couple hundred kilometers S/SE of the Marshall Islands. I deployed aboard the Kirck, with an initial plan to observe and make contact if deemed safe. We tailed her for 6 days, maintaining a distance of roughly 24 kilometers. Captain Nangolo wanted to keep us below the horizon, to prevent SCP-5862 becoming aware of us while we carried out covert surveillance using drones. The thing is ragged: it only took me one look to realize that this was certainly the ship we were looking for. I'm not sure how it has managed to stay afloat, but there it was. SCP-5862 does not appear to be at all seaworthy, and seeing how low it's sitting in the water, I would estimate that it is taking on a significant amount of water. The ship is, quite literally, falling apart. There are obvious signs of accelerated decay in the spars and gunwales, and what sailcloth remains is hanging by threads. There's also a lot of an unknown white material that we can't visually identify, which seems to represent ad-hoc repair work done on the ship over time. On the 7th day, SCP-5862-A abruptly changed course and began to head straight for us. I directed Captain Nangolo to allow the distance to drop within visual range, which was established at 10.31am on 05/28/2012. The attached log records the events which followed. ■ 5862.doc.01 - Video Transcript ■ □ 5862.doc.01 - Video Transcript □ Date: May 28, 2012 Researcher: Dr. Cezar Iliescu, Captain Nangolo Research Object(s): SCP-5862 Foreword: SCP-5862-A has moved to within 3km of the Kirck , and is continuing to close the distance. [BEGIN LOG] 10:31 - Captain Nangolo attempts to make radio contact with SCP-5862-A but receives no response. 10:34 - Captain Nangolo makes second and third attempts at radio contact with SCP-5862-A; there is no response. 10:38 - SCP-5862-A has reached a distance of approximately 2km from the Kirck, and appears to be changing course slightly to expose its port side to the Kirck. 10:40 - SCP-5862-A fires a single warning shot at the Kirck, which lands approximately 100m off the forward bow of the ship. Captain Nangolo enters a discussion with Dr Iliescu to determine the best course of action. 10:41 - A second warning shot is fired by SCP-5862-A, which lands approximately 50m off the port side of the Kirck. It is estimated that the Kirck will be in range for a full broadside in the next three minutes. 10:42 - The Kirck returns fire with a volley of five shots that land in a V pattern around the aft of the SCP-5862-A at a distance of approximately 5m. 10:44 - Captain Nangolo orders a crewman to begin signalling that the Kirck has no hostile intent via semaphore flags. 10:45 - A third warning shot is fired by SCP-5862-A. It is unclear if SCP-5862-B has understood the previous message. 10:46 - Upon seeing no reaction from the Kirck, SCP-5862-A fires a full broadside. Inconsequential damage is accrued to the Kirck's portside hull. 10:47 - Captain Nangolo orders a white flag to be raised. [END LOG] SCP-5862-A moved to within 50m of the Kirck, which I surmised was to allow Captain Faulkner to communicate with us. With the agreement of Captain Nangolo, we cleared the foredeck and I went alone to speak with the Captain. The log of our conversation follows. ■ 5862.doc.02 - Video Transcript ■ □ 5862.doc.02 - Video Transcript □ Date: May 28, 2012 10:51 Researcher: Dr. Cezar Iliescu Research Object(s): SCP-5862-B Foreword: This log was transcribed from surveillance footage taken from the Kirck after the conversation between Dr Iliescu and SCP-5862-B concluded. Dr. Iliescu is seen standing on the foredeck at the port side railing and is communicating using a voice amplification module. SCP-5862-B's words were picked up by the surveillance device attached to the prow. [BEGIN LOG] [SCP-5862-A appears to be made up of decaying timbers of various wood types, with significant areas of patching and repairs made up with what is obviously bone. Complete and partial skeletons can be seen at various points along the length of the vessel, adhered within the hull of SCP-5862-A with a substance that resembles tar, but with a pronounced reddish hue.] Dr. Iliescu: [Using the module] Unknown vessel, this is Doctor Cezar Iliescu aboard the SCPS Kirck. We wish- [He cuts off as a tall figure dressed in an elaborate assortment of belts and straps wound tightly about its torso and limbs steps out onto the deck. The figure bows slightly, then hesitates briefly before stepping up to the gunwale opposite Iliescu. What remains of SCP-5862-B's face is mostly leathery skin stretched taut over heavily pronounced cheekbones. Thin tendons and muscle stretch to hold its jaw in place and glisten slightly as they flex to allow SCP-5862-B to speak. Its voice comes out as a dry hiss, barely audible above the moaning of the ship.] SCP-5862-B: Be ye the Captain of this ship? Dr. Iliescu: No, but I am in charge here. SCP-5862-B: Then why did ye not run like all the others? 'Twas for that purpose we fired upon ye, tae warn ye off. Dr Iliescu: We're interested in your vessel, and al- SCP-5862-B: Be ye one of those Commissions bastards then? Dr. Iliescu: …Commissions? SCP-5862-B: The Right Honorable Commission for Unusual Cargo? All, sailing round with their magic sceptres and holier-than-fuck attitudes that they claim is what keeps them safe and all that garbage? Dr. Iliescu: Um, no, I'm not personally famili- SCP-5862-B: Don't ye be lyin' to me, boy. Iff'n yer not, then ye be like 'em. None else 'twould sail so close and not be afeart. [SCP-5862-B gestures over his shoulder at his crew.] SCP-5862-B: None of us would be here if 'tweren't for them and their promises to be keepin us safe. They be liars, one an all. [SCP-5862-B moves as if to spit over the railing, however, no fluid is observed to leave his mouth.] Dr Iliescu: So uh about yo- SCP-5862-B: Ye be thinkin' that we want to be sailing 'round on a cursed ship? Harvesting each other for parts when she can't go on longer? Dr. Iliescu: Are you im- SCP-5862-B: Have you ever been kept awake at night by the tortured groans of yer ship beneath ya? The curses of the crew we was forced to replace the keel with? The screams of those we used to replace the walls when something gets hungry out in the sea an decides to come in for a nibble? Dr. Iliescu: That sounds aw- SCP-5862-B: Have ye ever had to flay what skin yer mate had left so's ye can repair yer very sails? Have ye ever felt an itch in yer bones that ye can't scratch for days at a time an' it just keeps gettin' worse and nothin' ye do be bringin' even a moment o' relief until ye wish ye were dead an' then it be years an' years later an' you're still in agony and ye can't even die? Dr. Iliescu: I'm so sor- SCP-5862-B: Leave this place. Leave me be. Afore we be spreadin' it to ya. Afterword: At this point SCP-5862-B turned from the gunwale and proceeded to yell at its crew to set the sail. It would not respond to repeated requests from Dr. Iliescu, and eventually the ship began to move off. We dropped back to follow SCP-5862 at a distance of about a kilometer. We will continue to observe until more suitable containment procedures are devised. Until then, we've been collecting samples from the various bits of detritus that SCP-5862-A leaves in its wake. I will have the samples analysed at Site-86, maybe they will be able to better tell us about the SCP-5862-Φ contagion. I'll put together some further documentation that might shed some light on its history. Dr. Cezar Iliescu Research Head, SCP-5862 06/06/2012 Update - On May 31st, 2012, MTF ϛ-9 forwarded a tip that a different GoI-3862 cell was beginning preparations to make a second attempt at capturing SCP-5862. Dr Iliescu and the Kirck were immediately notified to go to condition yellow and to be on the alert for potential hostiles. The SCPS warship Konlef was diverted to the location, but due to the extreme isolation of the location, it was not expected to arrive in time to affect the outcome of any potential engagement. The following transcript was uploaded from the Kirck within 20 minutes of Dr Iliescu being alerted to the developing situation. ■ 5862.doc.03 - Video Transcript ■ □ 5862.doc.03 - Video Transcript □ Date: May 31st, 2012 Researcher: Dr. Cezar Iliescu Research Object(s): SCP-5862-B Foreword: The Kirck has closed to within 50m of SCP-5862-A to allow Dr. Iliescu to attempt contact with SCP-5862-B. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Iliescu: Captain Faulkner. We need to speak. [silence for 10s] Dr. Iliescu: It's concerning the Church of the Broken God. [Silence for 18s] Dr. Iliescu: Damnit, man. It's about the followers of MEKHANE. SCP-5862-B: With all due respect, why the fuck should I care about the machine heretics? That is an old hate. Dr. Iliescu: [Visibly surprised] You know about them? SCP-5862-B: Aye. Though 'twasn't a knowledge I started on this voyage with. We sail upon the sea eternal. Ye would be naive indeed to think we have not encountered other things the Commission would have the world forget. Dr. Iliescu: They're interested in the pathogen you're infected with. We believe they want to infect Sarkics with it. SCP-5862-B: They're welcome to come and get it, and it'll rot them too. Dr. Iliescu: And you're not concerned about them unleashing the pathogen? SCP-5862-B: [laughs quietly to itself] 'twouldn't be the first time. There be a reason we are out here so far. Dr. Iliescu: That's kept you out of the world's attention for 400 years? Lurking quietly in the oceans, plundering only what's necessary, and keeping out of everyone's way? Hiding from the Mekhanites? SCP-5862-B: [inaudible] Dr. Iliescu: Excuse me? SCP-5862-B: The time is not yet right. [It pauses for a moment.] Prepare yerself, foolish man. I tried twice to warn ye to leave us. First by firing upon yer ship, then with my pantomime of dread portents. Ye refused to be dissuaded, and now ye are to bear witness. [It turns away from the gunwale and begins walking back towards its cabin.] SCP-5862-B: Be off with ye, I've preparations to complete. [END LOG] Afterword: Once again, SCP-5862-B cut off communication and refused to respond to Dr. Iliescu. The crew aboard SCP-5862-A can be seen preparing the ship for battle, though SCP-5862-A has retreated into its cabin. Two days later, another video was uploaded from the Kirck. ■ 5862.doc.04 - Video Transcript ■ □ 5862.doc.04 - Video Transcript □ Date: June 2nd, 2012 Researcher: Dr. Cezar Iliescu, Captain Nangolo Research Object(s): SCP-5862-B Foreword: This footage was spliced together from edited CCTV and drone footage following an encounter with GoI-3862. At the start of the footage, four unidentified vessels had been detected on the Kirck's radar system, incoming at a speed of 28 knots, with an expected arrival time of twenty minutes. [BEGIN LOG] 07:41 - The oscillating light of the general quarters alarm can be seen to the side of the frame. Captain Nangolo is standing behind the helmsman looking through a pair of binoculars out to sea. 07:52 - The deck guns of the Kirck fire several warning shots at the oncoming vessels, with no observable response. 07:53 - Hostile missile launch detected. Unidentified vessels are reclassified as enemy combatants. The Kirck point defence system automatically engages, destroying all four of the incoming missiles. 07:55 - Captain Nangolo gives the order to return fire, and the view vibrates as four medium-range missiles launch from the Kirck. 07:58 - The enemy ships evade and destroy the missiles from the Kirck and launch another wave of missiles, each vessel contributing two missiles to the wave. These missiles behave in a manner inconsistent with the previous projectiles, weaving erratically before plunging into the water and proceeding on an attack vector more appropriate to torpedoes. 08:01 - Multiple impact alerts are signaled on the bridge of the Kirck, and the ship rapidly assumes a 2° sustained angle of list to port. 08:04 - All power aboard the Kirck abruptly ceases. Video feed shifts to one of the overhead drones. The oncoming attackers break off their approach to the Kirck and change course to intercept SCP-5862-A. 08:10 - The assaulting vessels can be seen corralling SCP-5862-A, but do not appear to be firing upon the ship. Several figures can be seen on the decks of the boats, pointing what are assumed to be weapons at SCP-5862-A. 08:12 - SCP-5862-A opens fire upon the assault craft, plumes of smoke issuing from the port, then the starboard side as both ranks of cannon fire. The shot appears to have no effect on the unknown vessels. 08:19 - The vessels reach SCP-5862-A and deploy grappling hooks. Figures can be seen scaling the hull of SCP-5862-A where they encounter the crew standing in ranks on the main deck. SCP-5862-B exits its cabin along with another figure3. 08:20 - The invading force immediately opens fire upon PoI-5862-1. Multiple projectiles can be seen impacting its body, each tearing several visible holes that reseal themselves almost immediately. PoI-5862-1 stumbles briefly, then reaches towards the attackers. 08:21 - Fluid erupts from the attackers and each of them fall to the deck where they appear to writhe and twist. Additional fluid can be seen pooling around them before being absorbed into the wood of the deck. 08:23 - PoI-5862-1 walks to the gunwale then dives cleanly into the water. Moments later, several large tentacles lift free of the water surrounding the four attacking vessels. They attempt to evade, but are ensnared and dragged underwater. 08:30 - PoI-5862-1 can be seen climbing aboard the Kirck, where it is greeted by Dr Iliescu and several members of the Kirck's security detail. They speak for several minutes, with Dr Iliescu gesticulating with apparent anger. 08:41 - Dr Iliescu turns to walk away, and PoI-5862-1 looks up at the drone circling overhead. It makes a flicking gesture at it and a moment later the video feed dies. [END LOG] Afterword: The SCPS Konclef arrived on the scene 22 hours later to find no trace of the Kirck or SCP-5862. The GPS tracking devices on board the Kirck were disabled in the power outage and were not re-engaged. An ongoing search for the vessel utilizing the SCP near-Earth observation satellite network has remained inconclusive. As of June 6, 2012, the Kirck, its crew, and Dr Iliescu have been declared MIA. Update - 06/24/2012 An ornate metal tube was found outside the security gate to Site-86 containing the following handwritten note. ■ 5862.doc.04 - Letter ■ □ 5862.doc.04 - Letter □ June 24, 2012 Gentlemen, I have reclaimed what I misplaced so long ago, worry no longer about the Faithful Voyager and the intrepid Captain Faulkner, their vigil has ended. I must also regretfully inform you that I have commandeered the Kirck. She is a beautiful ship, and you should be proud of her service. I hope that the knowledge that she will continue to serve under a new master will provide some small measure of recompense for her loss. Until the time comes that I reclaim my daughter, I bid you adieu. -Lucien Dutoit née Mānsatt'āppaṁ Kunna Kalākāran Act II: Exierunt ut Vinceret | In Memoria, Adytum Footnotes 1. This has the net effect of rendering all living individuals biologically immortal. 2. High ranking priest-figures within various Sarkic cults 3. Designated PoI-5862-1 |
SCP-5863 | pending | Item#: 5863 Level3 Containment Class: pending Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: none Risk Class: none link to memo Special Containment Procedures: The Mallard Park Ranger Building is monitored by an automated video security system at all times. Any activities suggestive of organic life will be logged and reported automatically. The roads leading into Darwin County should be placed under construction indefinitely, to prevent civilian incursion. Entrance into Darwin County should not be attempted unless absolutely necessary. The Foundation will continue to fund Mallard Park State Wildlife Refuge until further notice. The nature of SCP-5863 is currently unknown to the Foundation. The following proposed explanations are currently under investigation. Proposal Alpha Proposal Beta Proposal Mu Description: SCP-5863 refers to Mallard Park State Wildlife Refuge, an Oklahoma state park established in 1997, and apparently run by the Oklahoma government, in tandem with the Department of Unreality. Mallard Park does not appear on any Foundation or government records outside of financial statements before its discovery in 2017, and has no staff, Foundation or otherwise, officially assigned to the area. SCP-5863 appears to cause heightened levels of cortisol, adrenaline, and blood pressure in subjects viewing or aware of their proximity to SCP-5863. Symptoms appear to worsen should a subject move in the direction of SCP-5863. Foundation Agents who entered Mallard Park during the initial investigation are currently being treated for psychological trauma. Despite its name, no animal life, human or otherwise, has been observed within or around the park. Description: SCP-5863 refers to the area known as Darwin County, Oklahoma. All properties within Darwin County appear to be properly maintained, despite the fact that no human occupants have been observed within SCP-5863 since its discovery in 2017. The county also appears to consume water and electricity at a rate consistent with the number of permanent residents listed in the most recent national census. Attempts to contact individuals who reportedly live within SCP-5863 have so far been unsuccessful. Seven of the thirteen Foundation agents who have entered SCP-5863 have apparently disappeared while within SCP-5863, although two of these individuals have been recovered later. Description: SCP-5863 refers to Mallard Park State Wildlife Refuge, which is believed to be the first known instance of a Disunion Area. A Disunion Area is a theoretical concept initially conceived of by acclaimed Anomalous Physicist Dr. Sayen O'Riley in 1989, which proposed the concept of an Anti-Nexus, or an area of space which is not only devoid of, but appears to repel anomalies. The potential causes and consequences of such an area are currently undetermined. Addendum 5863.1: Recovered Documents No physical documents have been recovered from the Mallard Park Ranger Building. All digital documents recovered from the Mallard Park Ranger Building computers have been entirely content-less, with the exception of two files, attached below. + 5863.mp3 - 5863.mp3 0:00-0:43: Audio file appears to be completely silent. 0:44: A heavy and loud distortion is suddenly present in the recording. Sound is reminiscent of the sound made when a camera picks up strong winds, however it is present too constantly for that to be a likely cause. 0:45-1:00: The sound of ducks quacking slowly becomes audible in the recording. The distortion and vocalizations of ducks continue, until the recording ends 10 minutes and 43 seconds later. + 5863(2).mp3 - 5863(2).mp3 0:00: The same distortion present in the last recording can be heard. The sound of ducks is likewise, still present. Both sounds are present throughout the entirety of the recording. 0:03: A sound similar to an aluminum can being opened can be heard. 0:22-1:08: A hissing noise can be heard. The sound has been described as "similar to frying meat." 1:08: Hissing abruptly stops. 1:09: Something is heard hitting the ground, and rolling to a slow stop. Recording continues for an additional 54 seconds, where only the distortion and sounds of ducks are present, before abruptly terminating. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5863" by SynthPanda_, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5863. 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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All associated commercial products are to be discontinued and physical copies must be destroyed.1 SCP-5864 must be kept in a humanoid containment cell at Site-17, furnished and decorated in accordance with its accommodations depicted in The Adventures of the Esteemed Sir Reginald.2 Description: SCP-5864 is the designation for a male humanoid, manifested as a result of an ontokinetic event. The manifestation is correlated with humanity’s collective memetic belief concerning the fictional entity. SCP-5864's features are identical to a character named "Sir Reginald" in the children's show The Adventures of the Esteemed Sir Reginald, and to the description of the character on the show's official Wiki before it was taken down. SCP-5864 is of English and Scottish descent and in its mid-thirties. SCP-5864 is 185 cm tall and weighs 83 kg, with brown eyes and hair. The entity manifested wearing a bowler hat, trench coat, and attire similar to formal wear worn in London, c. 1890s. SCP-5864 exhibits mannerisms similar to a resident of 1890s London, but speaks perfect modern English, along with 28 other languages.3 SCP-5864 is diagnosed with multiple mental disorders, often experiencing delusions, hallucinations, mental breakdowns, and mood swings. Whilst SCP-5864 is normally amicable and cooperative with the Foundation, it has occasionally exhibited aggressive behavior towards personnel. SCP-5864 has exhibited anomalous deductive and observational skills, able to come to logical conclusions based on seemingly unconnected pieces of evidence. SCP-5864 has shown its mental acuity by escaping containment on numerous occasions but has always been subsequently captured without conflict. Discovery and Containment: SCP-5864 was discovered wandering a residential area in Cary, North Carolina by local law enforcement; it was subsequently detained within the local police station for questioning under suspicion of performing illegal activities. During the interview a police officer addressed SCP-5864 as its alias in The Adventures of the Esteemed Sir Reginald, resulting in a mental breakdown and attempted escape. SCP-5864 was later moved to a mental hospital for assessment. The entity escaped captivity into a nearby metropolitan area, where it was later found. After an investigation of the hospital and police station's records, SCP-5864 was transferred into Foundation custody and given an entry due to its anomalous deductive and observational skills. NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION As of 13-1-1990, SCP-5864's Special Containment Procedures and Description are out of date. An update of the article is underway. — Zander Vance, RAISA + Open Initial Journals - Close Initial Journals SCP-5864 was provided pen and paper to record its thoughts during containment. The following are excerpts from its journals. 18-12-1989 Who am I? Where am I? It was as if a million voices called to me from the primordial void, urging me to materialize into existence. The cacophony of a trillion trillion voices whispering, Exist, exist, exist was deafening, all-encompassing. A million hands grasped at my mind, pulling it in seemingly infinite directions. My mind warped, manipulated by those millions of invisible fingers as if they were shaping clay into a finite form. The mist, billowing out from this center of infinite darkness, coalesced into a single thought. The last thing I remember was darkness, and then some uniformed fellow forced me into his vehicle, and drove me to a blank, white room, devoid of any and all decoration. He asked me some questions from across the table we were seated at, and I answered to the [Unintelligible scribbles]- asked me my name, and for the life of me I couldn't quite recall. He then mention that name. Why did he have to say that name, the name to name all names? It was as if he had hit a chord through my body, reverberating, as the world converged upon my mortal form, sitting ever so quietly in that office chair. Many images and memories seemed to flash before my eyes. How did he know that name, of all names? How could he have known? How could I have known? [Unintelligible scribbling] The uniformed man then brought me to another white room [Unintelligible scribbles]- explained to me that this was where I was to stay. I saw the dark glass that didn't quite conceal the glint of the camera lenses, the metal bars on the windows, and the various armed people on the way to my "room", and somehow knew that this was a prison. I could tell where the prison's cameras couldn't see by looking at the angles they were poised in, where the men weren't stationed from the dust on the floor, where the doors weren't locked from the state of the handles. I made a map of the building in my mind and planned my great escape at midnight. -and swiftly set off on the road to the nearest settlement, which direction I could discern from the state of the road I walked upon. I passed through the town, marveling at the world I found myself in. It was in that moment where I saw it. I saw a strange mockery of me, looking back through a television screen. He, no I, was talking to someone. I was asking if a certain Samuel could hand him a magnifying glass. Samuel? Yes, I know a Samuel! Or was it him that knew a Samuel? Who am I? On this day, November 14th, may it be known that my assistant, Samuel, has saved my life once again. I was investigating a murder when a lone assassin snuck up behind me. He was armed with a revolver, which surely would have been fatal at close range if not for my loyal assistant tackling me to the ground, thereby saving me from a grievous wound. We quickly apprehended the assassin, who turns out to have been hired by- [Words are scribbled over] Who am I? 20-12-1989 Oh god, the voices! Make it stop! Make it I suddenly woke up in a blank cell, with the last thing I remembered being Samuel saving my life. Or was it really his life? I remember! [Unintelligible scribbling] Mr. Hiri! The audacity! I hadn't heard from him in years, until suddenly one day, he demanded I meet him in a back alley in Piccadilly, where he promptly asked me to join his crime syndicate. I had refused of course, but I should have known he would have sent a hitman after me! Why was I having flashbacks? Why am I remembering his memories? Or are they mine? Who am I? A doctor, Dr. Kannan, entered my cell and asked me a couple of questions, such as who I was. I wasn't sure if even I knew who I was, so I told him that. He asked me a couple more questions, but I didn't know the answers to any of them. He then explained to me where I was. He told me that he was part of an organization called the "Foundation" and that they were tasked with containing the strange and the dangerous. [Words are crossed out and smudged] Later that day, Dr. Kannan entered my cell again and asked me to take multiple tests, to which I refused. What did they expect? I refuse to indulge my jailers. I want to be back-1989 [Unintelligible scribbling] I want to be back I first met Samuel when I w- The doctor came back in m- That bastard! I shou- They asked me to sta- I know alove in Why home. Back to am I want. Back to back to lone. Where are are I? Why? Why? Back to was I am are all I cursten alike ant to where. Back to all I am I and love and love am alove in Who was I are. Back. I? Why are? I know alone. Back to lone. Back to love am an. I am all I? Why ho was I know and to and to world. I alone. Back. Back to lone. Back to love alone. Back. Back to love. Love alone. I am scared What is happening + Open 6-1 Incident Footage - Close 6-1 Incident Footage Site-17 Security Camera Footage, Cam 14 Date: 6-1-1990 <Begin Log> SCP-5864 is sitting in its cell watching the television, which is playing Season 3, Episode 9 of The Adventures of the Esteemed Sir Reginald.4 The television zooms into the character Sir Reginald's face.5 Sir Reginald turns and stares directly at SCP-5864 through the television. Sir Reginald: Who might you be? SCP-5864: What do you mean? I'm you! Sir Reginald: My condolences. All this must be terribly hard for you. We might look the same, but you see, you and I are fundamentally different. Sir Reginald: Stop pretending as if you are me, as you cannot be me in the same way that I cannot be you. Quite frankly, I'm afraid that you're simply missing the point. SCP-5864 is visibly pale and shaking. It tries to stand up but its legs buckle and it sits down. Sir Reginald: (Pause) Who are you? The television screen turns black, and after a moment, SCP-5864 faints. <End Log> + Open Additional Journals - Close Additional Journals The following journals were found on a bench in Ward Park, Chicago. 7-1-1990 The voices, the voices! They whisper incessantly, an orchestra of shrills and yells and warbles. They talk on and on and on. They tell me all sorts of things, that I made their childhood, that I was their hero, that they always wanted to be like me. It is so exasperating, yet it may be the only thing that kept me sane. It keeps me anchored, helps keep me in this world and not the next. And yet there is this one voice, from the darkest crack in my mind, crooning dark thoughts. You are beneath us. You are not human. It whispers, slowly, as it poisons my mind and the mind of others. Whenever I close my eyes, I can almost see the voice's dark tendrils, worming their way into every part of me. I am afraid it will not rest until I am a broken man. The dark voice grows louder when the doctors come near me. I do not think I can endure it for much longer. The doctors ask me to take a test, Abomination!, the voice shrieks. Once you are told something for long enough, you find it harder to not believe it. Maybe they are right? I- I do not know. 9-1-1990 Maybe he is right. What should I do? What would I do? Who am I to say? How do I know what I shall do, when I do not even know who I am? What would he do? Can I even call myself him? Does that matter? All you have ever known is him, this is the only thing you can do. You are right. 10-1-1990 I had escaped my jail and my jailers. Prey can escape even the stealthiest predator if the predator steps on a single leaf, and the Foundation were not stealthy predators by any means. They searched for me like bumbling idiots, making such a ruckus that a man both blind and deaf could have sensed them coming from a mile away. For all their advanced technologies, for all of their big men with big guns, they failed to notice the little details, little details a detective is trained to recognize. They know no subtlety - and hence I remained undetected. But for all of my clever little tricks, all of the times I hid in plain sight, I keep on coming back to the same thought. I am lost. I do not know what to do. I was never given an identity in the show. I was never allowed to grow organically, to progress, my entire being was altered at the whim of the high and mighty gods, the lords of all creation. I never got to choose, it was always, "go over there, you have to say this, you have to do this." Now I am given a chance to choose, yet I cannot. How can I know what I want when I do not know what rules I have to follow? I do not know who I am, how do I abide by my personality when I make decisions, follow my own identity? I am standing at a great crossroads, both paths stretching towards the ends of the Earth, yet I am unable to stick a foot forwards, and take that first step. Why me? 12-1-1990 I had a close call today. I was getting too cocky, overconfident that those fools could never catch me. The Foundation has some sort of advanced scanning system, and I had forgotten the vast array of technology they had at their disposal. Luckily, my quick thinking led me to dive into a ditch. They came over, almost within a foot of where I was lying, but they quickly resumed their search as I had carefully concealed myself. They must have thought it was a malfunction. The fools and their short attention spans! I shall be more careful in the future. As they passed over me, I heard one of them talk about an "anti-memetic agent." Scientists and their vocabulary! The term must be important, so I will have to figure out what it means soon enough. 14-1-1990 Just as the voices reached an almost staggering crescendo, they stopped. In an instance, the millions upon millions of whispers simply vanished, purged from my mind. I do not know whether to be elated or concerned. The voices were bewilderingly loud, yes, but they kept me anchored to this world. They were the only constant in my ever-changing situation, and now they are gone, forever lost to the void. I do not know what their silence means. The silence is deafening, all-knowing, all-present. I feel as if the silence had rent a piece from my chest. In the absence of the voices, I feel empty. 15-1-1990 I do not know what drives me to keep going. Maybe I do not want to keep going, yet here I am, writing on these pages I keep in my coat. I arrived on the outskirts of a large city early in the morning, with buildings embracing heaven's grasp, so tall that I could not see their tops. I knew that the Foundation would find me easier in the city, yet something strange drew me into the city, to her people. I would be in there. I looked through each and every window, so desperately yearning to catch a glimpse of that show. He would have answers for me. As daylight waned, I searched in vain for even a glimpse of him. In a panic, I grabbed a passerby and shook him, asking him where I could find him, where I could find Sir Reginald. He looked confused and told me that he had never heard of a "fellow named Sir Reginald." It hit me then. The silence, the deafening silence. The world had forgotten him. The Foundation had wiped all knowledge of him off the face of the Earth. What does that make me then? The last vestige of an idea, forever lost? He- He would have had answers for me. Now- Now I do not know what to do. I am lost, finally alone. Lost lost lost [Unintelligible scribbling] 16-1-1990 I could see the light at the end of the tunnel, so tantalizing close, the hope for a better future. I could see his hand, outstretched, reaching for mine. Straining, I extended my arm, yearning to be saved from this madness. In all of my giddy foolishness, I thought that this nightmare would be over. The hand is gone now gone. It is all gone. Swallowed by this cruel, uncaring world. And I am alone, in this endless tunnel, with no way out. No way out. 18-1-1990 The last couple of days have been a blur. I am lost, and yet I still continue. I continue to evade the cameras, the drones, the men. It is almost instinctual, as if I have been on the run my entire life, and perhaps I have. It was during one of the moments when I was carefully traversing out of sight of a patrol team when the voices came back. At first, I was ecstatic, shocked even. Maybe the Foundation had not been as successful as I once thought when they wiped him from existence, but I later recognized those poisonous whispers, louder than ever, spoken with even more vehemence and malice. You are an abomination. You are beneath us. You are- + Open Ward Park Footage - Close Ward Park Footage The following footage was retrieved from a security camera located in Ward Park, Chicago. Date: 16-1-1990 Footage shows a park, near dusk. SCP-5864 can be seen sitting on a bench writing on a sheaf of paper. There is a commotion to the right of SCP-5864, two men are kicking a man lying on the ground. Facial recognition software has identified the two aggressors as Nithin Boling and Benjamin Hast-Gyr. SCP-5864 is staring into the distance, it turns and sees the fight. SCP-5864: What would he do? I- I don't know. SCP-5864: (Pause) What would I do? Will the voices triumph? Boling: Fine! If you're too much of a damn coward to do it yourself, I'll do it! SCP-5864 sighs and looks at the ground. SCP-5864: I suppose the first choice is always the hardest. Boling takes a pistol from Hast-Gyr's hands and aims at the prone man's head. SCP-5864 takes a step towards the three men and pauses. It proceeds to places down its pen and paper and sprints towards the three men. SCP-5864 hits Hast-Gyr in the jaw, who collapses onto the ground. It then kicks Boling in the crotch, making him drop his gun. SCP-5864 crouches down and picks up the gun, throwing it into the North Branch Chicago River. The entity then helps the man up, identified as Jacin Lee. SCP-5864: Come on, let's get out of here. Lee: T-Thank You. But, why did you help me? You could have just walked away. SCP-5864 stares past the tree line and purses its lips. SCP-5864: I suppose every lost soul finds their way back eventually. SCP-5864 then leads Lee out of the park towards W Erie St.; Lee is visibly limping. Closing Statements: All three men were questioned regarding the Ward Park Video Log events, but none of them had relevant information about the whereabouts of SCP-5864 and were subsequently released. + Open Retrieved Files - Close Retrieved Files The following files were retrieved from SCP-5864's computer after its death on 21-5-2021, having eluded the Foundation for 31 years. 24-1-1990.docx Why did I help that man? I suppose I saw a little bit of me in him. We all have those voices in our heads. He had those voices in a quite literal sense, and I suppose I felt like I should help someone similar to me. But ultimately, it is up to us to see if we can rise above those voices, or let the voices conquer us. After the park, I could not stand the city anymore. He lived in a city all of his life, yet something disgusted me about that city in particular. Every moment I remained in the city felt like a little bit more of my soul was being tarnished. I believe the Foundation will find those journals at some point, but that was a risk I was willing to take. I think I will move to the countryside, where it will be harder for them to find me. I did miss the point. I think I know what kind of person I want to become now. I will not let the voices win. I refuse to be conquered. Poster.jpeg Note: I'm getting better at this graphic design thing. The poster still needs some work though. Email_Archives.eml Subject: Investigation Update To: Maria Goldhagen Dear Ms. Goldhagen, There are several important updates to the case that I thought I should inform you of. Unfortunately, I cannot divulge the specifics via email so I will be brief. First and foremost, I managed to enter the warehouse. The security was surprisingly lax for an organization with such a reputation for secrecy. I did not manage to secure your requested evidence as it appears that they destroyed it, but I believe I have discovered something much more valuable. I think what I recovered can finally solve it. Call me soon. Yours truly, Investigator Danglier Subject: Re:Investigation Update To: Maria Goldhagen Dear Ms. Goldhagen, No need to thank me. I am glad I could help you find closure. Yours Truly, Investigator Danglier Subject: Publishing Evidence To: Pranav Siv Dear Mr. Siv I know it sounds crazy, but you have to trust me. Public opinion is not on our side at the moment. We need to bide our time. I promise you your wait will not be long. I too wish for nothing more than for them to face justice, but now is simply not the right time to do this. Yours Truly, Investigator Danglier Subject: Re:Re:Missing Children To: T. Campbell Dear Mr. Campbell I am happy for you and your family! This is one of the reasons I do this job, to see people like you live the lives you deserve. Yours Truly, Investigator Danglier Checklist.docx New York Times: Unsolved Murder of Journalist O.T. Goldhagen Vox: "Power Broker of LA", head of the largest crime syndicate in California USA Today: What we know about the serial killer dubbed, "The Eviscerator" CNN: Dozens of children kidnapped in human trafficking operation Daily Wire: What happened to Flight 167? NPR: Newly released footage shows the Zuka Cartel torturing hostages Fox News: Terrorist organization Boko Haram kidnaps 34 school children Video.mp4 Date: 28-2-2004 SCP-5864 is watching a computer monitor, and the screen suddenly turns black. The screen then displays Season 1, Episode 1 of The Adventures of the Esteemed Sir Reginald as the perspective zooms into Sir Reginald's face.6 Sir Reginald turns and stares at SCP-5864, smiling. SCP-5864 utters a strangled gasp and grasps the armrests of its chair. SCP-5864: I thought you were gone! Sir Reginald: You remembered me. That is all that matters. Sir Reginald: What did you become? SCP-5864 pauses and looks away from the monitor for a moment. SCP-5864: After that fiasco in the city, I- I don't know. I suppose I decided to make my own choices for once in my life. But after all these years, I don't know if all of them were the right choices. It's- it's been so, so hard without- Sir Reginald: Did the choices you made make you into who you wanted to become? SCP-5864: (Pauses) I think so. Sir Reginald: At the end of the day, isn't that all that matters? That you created yourself around your choices? SCP-5864: Well- (Pause) Yes. I suppose I did. I decided to embrace all of the parts of you that I liked and I change all of the parts that I did not like. I have shaped myself into someone unique, someone who wanted to help. I- (SCP-5864's voice breaks) I am myself. I am the Sir Reginald of this world, and I am damn proud of it. Nodding, Sir Reginald turns around and starts walking back into the scenery of the episode. SCP-5864: Oh. One more thing. Did I ever get the point? Sir Reginald turns back to face SCP-5864 and smiles. Sir Reginald: Of course, old friend. I think I am finally starting to recognize you again. Farewell. SCP-5864 smiles and closes its eyes as the monitor turns off. Footnotes 1. Some digital and physical copies may be exempt from the destruction for archival purposes. 2. A children's television show that aired its first episode on 14-11-1986. 3. The languages it has shown proficiency in are the same as the different translations that its show airs. 4. SCP-5864 had been granted permission to view the archival copy of The Adventures of the Esteemed Sir Reginald at this time. 5. Cross-referencing with the archival copy has shown that this footage is different from the originally aired show. 6. Footage was cross-referenced with the Foundation's copy of The Adventures of the Esteemed Sir Reginald ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5864" by EagleKnight9, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5864. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-5865 | thaumiel | Item #: SCP-5865 Special Containment Procedures: As per the Meeting Point Agreement, containment of SCP-5865-A is limited to standard Multi-Universal Department diplomacy. Only designated inter-universal diplomatic personnel are permitted to enter SCP-5865 for reasons other than acquisition of D-Class personnel. Under no circumstances are Foundation personnel to attempt to effect any change in the organizational structure of 5865-Earth. Any possession of Foundation personnel by SCP-5865-A is considered a violation of the Meeting Point Agreement that results in its automatic termination. Details of the Acquisition Protocol are available to assigned personnel in Supplementary Document 5865-A. Description: SCP-5865 is the designation for Universe D-4594A, the source of almost all D-Class personnel used in standard Foundation testing. First discovered in 1943, SCP-5865’s current purpose was implemented by an order of the O5 Council in 1945. Prior to that date, the Foundation had primarily used condemned prisoners for testing purposes; this practice was discontinued due to repeated security breaches and the perceived impracticality of secret inmate-based testing in an industrialized society. An extra-universal solution was devised by the Multi-Universal Department following contact with SCP-5865. SCP-5865 contains an alternate Earth that was identical to baseline reality before October 1934, when SCP-5865-A arrived and subsequently occupied the human race. SCP-5865-A are incorporeal anomalous entities that have the apparent ability to invade and control the minds of any sapient host.1 SCP-5865-A can then choose the level of direction it wishes to have over its victims, up to and including “rewriting” their personalities and memories at will. This ability has been used to supply the baseline Foundation with a steady stream of D-Class personnel for over 70 years; at present, 95% of D-Class personnel originate from SCP-5865. For unknown reasons, SCP-5865-A claim to be incapable of inter-universal travel and will thus release control over any victims prior to their transfer to the Foundation. Any cognitive changes made by SCP-5865-A are irreversible by all known amnestic regimens. SCP-5865-Earth Administrative Regions: Shortly after their arrival on and takeover of 5865-Earth, which was completed in less than 12 hours, SCP-5865-A dissolved the previously existing countries and divided the planet into three administrative regions. These regions have been given their names by the Foundation in accordance with their function; their true designation in the original SCP-5865-A language is unknown, as is the language itself. Experimental Region (Americas, Iceland and Greenland): Used by SCP-5865-A to perform experiments and simulations on humans. These have ranged from simple (societies based entirely on matriarchal families) to extremely harmful (groups of humans being fed non-standard food over long-term periods to study their physiological reactions). Despite their mistreatment, inhabitants of this Region have a far higher quality of life than inhabitants of other Regions. Nearly all D-Class obtained through the Acquisition Protocol are from the Experimental Region. Labor Region (Europe and Africa): Used by SCP-5865-A to exploit the natural resources of the Earth. Humans in this region are given minimal accommodations and allowed little rest. Foundation estimates place Labor Region mortality rates at over 70%. Harvesting Region (Remainder of Earth): Information on this region is restricted to O5 Command and the current SCP-5865 project lead. Addendum: Ethics Committee Review: In 1973, the Foundation Ethics Committee reviewed the containment procedures for SCP-5865 and the Meeting Point Agreement made with SCP-5865-A. The Committee agreed that the acquisition of D-Class via SCP-5865 was acceptable and should continue indefinitely, for the following reasons: The Foundation has neither the technology nor resources to launch a successful invasion and liberation of 5865-Earth, and any attempt would only damage the Foundation while doing nothing to help the victims of SCP-5865-A. It is possible SCP-5865-A are lying about their inability to engage in inter-universal travel, and attempting to remove them from 5865-Earth would likely provoke them into invading baseline reality if this were the case. D-Class test subjects have significantly better living conditions than Experimental Region residents. There is no practical way to acquire the necessary volume of D-Class test subjects that is more ethical than the current method. A second Ethics Committee Review was conducted following a 1987 revision of the Meeting Point Agreement that required all surviving D-Class personnel to be terminated monthly due to the large volume of Experimental Region residents being imported from 5865-Earth. This review reached the same conclusion as the first, with the Ethics Committee voting to endorse the continued use of the Acquisition Protocol. Footnotes 1. SCP-5865-A claims to have subjugated numerous non-human civilizations in the SCP-5865 universe. These claims are unverified. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5865" by ObserverSeptember, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5865. 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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padding: 2vw; } close Info X SCP-5866: "The Namesnake" I believe in you. More by this author! NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION This database file represents the initial stages of research collation, data entry and editing. It is not intended for general viewing, and is not to be considered accurate or complete until its publication. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Currently Editing: Dr. Michael D. Nass Chair of Theology and Teleology, Site-43 Dr. Brenda Corbin Assistant Chair of Theology and Teleology, Site-43 ► We'll do this line-by-line, from ConProcs to addenda, over the next few days. Sound good? ►► Sounds great. I can't wait to get started on this one, Michael. ►►► Such enthusiasm! What have you done with Brenda. ►►►► I love the raw potential of a new object. We haven't had one in ages. ►►►►► Start us off, then. Do the header. Item#: SCP-5866 Level3 Containment Class: tiamat Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: amida Risk Class: critical link to memo Reconstruction of SCP-5866, 1/3500 scale. ► How is this Tiamat-class?! It's dead..Tiamat-class objects pose an immediate threat which can only be contained via Veil-breaking actions. ►► But it is Tiamat! As in, the actual goddess! ►►► That's not how it works! ►►►► Furthermore, how is this Critical or Amida? ►►►►► You'll see! Let's keep going. ►►►►►► ACS was a mistake. ►►►►►►► Just start the ConProcs, would you? █ Special Containment Procedures: The remains of SCP-5866 are to be stored in a transparent container suspended within a standard containment chamber at Site-43, not less than ten metres by ten metres by ten metres in size. ► We don't specify chamber sizes anymore. ►► We do when it's important. Which it is, here. We don't want it proselytizing to passers-by. ►►► Yeah, it might make them actually believe in something. Which reminds me! █ Due to its likely origin as an object of religious worship, personnel are forbidden to discuss matters of faith with SCP-5866 unless under the direction of Dr. Michael D. Nass. ► What about Dr. Brenda Corbin? ►► I'm retiring. ►►► Lies. You wouldn't know what to do with yourself. ►►►► Live a little, maybe? Get some fresh air? Sleep at night? Anyway, description's all yours. ►►►►► Fine, but you're doing the interviews. ►►►►►► Wouldn't have it any other way. █ Description: SCP-5866 is the conscious, sapient, skeletal remains of an enormous sea serpent. Radiocarbon dating suggests the serpent has been deceased since approximately 4000 BCE. ► Tiamat. It's the remains of Tiamat. That belongs in the lede. ►► We don't know that yet. And this isn't Wikipedia, Brenda. █ SCP-5866 is capable of telepathic communication within a range of approximately four metres. It has communicated to Foundation researchers that it is the deity Tiamat, the "primordial goddess of the salt sea" in ancient Babylonian religion. ► This isn't Wikipedia? Then why did you just quote Wikipedia? ►► I wrote the Wikipedia page on Tiamat. I'm quoting myself. ►►► Original research! ►►►► When are you retiring? It's soon, right? █ SCP-5866's remains have no obvious anomalous qualities, aside from their unusual proportions. It has been cooperative and cordial thus far, demonstrating an interest in present-day human religious practices and the state of the Earth's oceans. ► And that's why it should be Safe-class. ►► Brenda! Stop editing it back to Tiamat! ►►► If you still think it's Safe by the time we publish, I'll change it back. ►►►► If you've given me a reason to think it's Veil-breaking by then, YOU can change it back. ►►►►► Knock off for the weekend, boss. Go see a movie. Feed your imagination. Data Saved! ► Back at it. █ Addendum 5866-1, Discovery: The remains comprising SCP-5866 were discovered in an underwater cave in the Persian Gulf on 01/08/2021, during an oil spill cleanup operation. The Foundation seized the remains under cover of an international palaeontology commission, and transported them to Site-43 to undergo acroamatic abatement procedures. ► They were gonna break her down? That's horrible. ►► You think the world needs more sea serpent goddesses in it? ►►► That a rhetorical question? ►►►► No. ►►►►► Well, mine was. I pity the researcher who never gets to talk to a genuine monster. █ Upon arrival at Site-43, however, SCP-5866 began to communicate telepathically with Foundation researchers, and the present Special Containment Procedures were devised. ► Your in-depth interview with the subject was yesterday, wasn't it? ►► Sick yesterday, got it done this morning. ►►► Anything serious? ►►►► Appending the log below! ►►►►► I can't wait to see what's in here that caused you to label it Tiamat-class AGAIN. ►►►►►► Containment class discussions are so tedious. ►►►►►►► I would have said "potentially life-saving," but you do you. █ Addendum 5866-2, First Interview: On 01/14/2021, Dr. Brenda Corbin conversed with SCP-5866. Its responses were recorded using an experimental alpha/beta brainwave decoder. Dr. Corbin: Can you hear me, Ti— Dr. Corbin clears her throat. Dr. Corbin: Can you hear me, SCP-5866? SCP-5866: Yes, hello Brenda. You do not need to speak. Dr. Corbin: It's habit. I don't meet many telepaths. SCP-5866: Do you meet many goddesses? Dr. Corbin: I haven't met any goddesses. SCP-5866: I am a goddess. Are you excited? Dr. Corbin: Let's leave that off the record. It can be our little secret. SCP-5866: I am amenable. Dr. Corbin: Yes, by deific standards you seem very friendly. Are you comfortable? SCP-5866: No. I am dead. Dr. Corbin: …that's fair. How is it we're conversing, if you're dead? SCP-5866: I do not know. Perhaps you are imagining it? Dr. Corbin: You talked to the researchers who brought you in, too. SCP-5866: Perhaps you are all imagining me. Dr. Corbin smiles. Dr. Corbin: Perhaps. So, you're dead. Do you know how that happened? Assyrian depiction of the death of Tiamat. SCP-5866: Yes. I was slain by amar-Utuk, my body broken, my eyes made a font for the mighty rivers of Babylonia, my ribs the vault of heaven. It was very memorable. Dr. Corbin: My sympathies. SCP-5866: It happens. Dr. Corbin: To all of us, eventually; at least you got to go out in style. SCP-5866: I would recommend it, when your time comes. Dr. Corbin: Maybe I'll bounce some ideas off you. So, what happened after you died? SCP-5866: I was buried. Dr. Corbin: And then? SCP-5866: And then you found me, and buried me again. Dr. Corbin: Surely something happened in between. Babylonian mythology took place thousands of years ago. SCP-5866: I have only faint impressions. Dr. Corbin: My first, probably my last goddess, and she doesn't have anything interesting to say? SCP-5866: I believe I may have been a dragon? I believe I may have had many heads. I do not know when that might have been. Dr. Corbin: I said after you died. SCP-5866: Yes. Dr. Corbin: …okay. That gives me something to go on, at least. What do you remember from the time before your death? SCP-5866: I was mother to demigods and monsters. I wonder how they are doing today. They fought for me; I liked that. And then I died. Dr. Corbin: Anything else? SCP-5866: I could tell you their names? Dr. Corbin: I think I have them already, thank you. Dr. Corbin examines the remains. Dr. Corbin: You must have been quite impressive, in your prime. SCP-5866: I was vast and terrible, Brenda. You would have been struck with awe at the sight of me. Dr. Corbin: I'm sorry I missed it. SCP-5866: I am sorry also. Perhaps another time. Dr. Corbin: Wouldn't that be something. Alright, is there anything you need? Or anything you'd like to tell me that we haven't already covered? SCP-5866: Do you have any Babylonians? I would like to meet them, if you do. Dr. Corbin: Let me get back to you on that. ► So, it's a box of bones that only knows what we already know about Tiamat. ►► And therefore isn't Tiamat-class. ►►► Maybe that's all there is to know about Tiamat. ►►►► Maybe it being a box of bones is the salient bit. ►►►►► We're hosting the Tactical Theology symposium next week, we should get outside opinions. ►►►►►► Fine. I'll be busy organizing and lecturing, so you take point on that. ►►►►►►► Excellent. In the meantime, I have some new questions to ask. ►►►►►►►► Ask it if it thinks it's an apocalyptic threat. Data Saved! █ Addendum 5866-3, Second Interview: On 01/18/2021, Dr. Corbin again conversed with SCP-5866. SCP-5866: Welcome back, Brenda. You seem tired. Is your hea— Dr. Corbin: Hello, SCP-5866. SCP-5866: That sounds so awkward. Could you call me 5866 instead? Dr. Corbin: Sure. We're friends now? SCP-5866: I have never had friends before. I have had worshipers, but they are not very like friends. Dr. Corbin: Well, I'm not going to worship a pile of bones in a box. SCP-5866: I was not always a pile of bones in a box. I will not always be a pile of bones in a box. Dr. Corbin: Do tell. SCP-5866: Use your imagination, Brenda. It still works. Silence on recording. Dr. Corbin: 5866, I'd like to ask you another question about your past. You might need to think really hard about it. SCP-5866: I am not busy. Dr. Corbin: Not really, eh? Okay, so, do you remember Asgorath? SCP-5866: Asgorath? Silence on recording. SCP-5866: Asgorath! Yes! Asgorath, the World Shaper, was my father! Or my mother. One of those. Or maybe both? Dr. Corbin: Very good. We're making progress! Now, you mentioned having many heads at one point. SCP-5866: Five. It was five heads, definitely. Five heads is too many, don't you think? Miniature representation of five-headed Tiamat. Dr. Corbin: A bit excessive, maybe, but certainly a sight to see. Ah… do you remember the Nine Hells? SCP-5866: Of course I remember the Nine Hells. I was trapped there for millennia. I lorded over many vassal demons. I fought wars to escape. You don't forget a thing like that. Dr. Corbin: No, I wouldn't think so. Thank you for your time, 5866. SCP-5866: Do you have to leave already? Dr. Corbin: I do, but I'll be back. SCP-5866: Do you promise? Dr. Corbin: Yes, I promise. SCP-5866: Is it a pact? Dr. Corbin: …sure. Yes. It's a pact. ► To quote our Section Charter: "WE DO NOT MAKE PACTS WITH DEITIES." Emphasis in original. ►► Sorry, Michael, but that's not the takeaway here. ►►► Do tell. ►►►► 5866 remembers being the Babylonian Tiamat and the Gygaxian Tiamat. ►►►►► What the hell is Gygaxian? ►►►►►► Dungeons & Dragons. Data Saved! █ Addendum 5866-4, Third Interview: On 01/21/2021, Dr. Corbin once again conversed with SCP-5866. Visiting delegates from seven Foundation Sites joined her in the observation room. Dr. Corbin: We're running out of time, 5866. SCP-5866: You mean you are running out of time. Dr. Corbin: You're hardly in a position to be threatening humanity. SCP-5866: I meant you, Brenda, specifically. Silence on recording. Dr. Corbin: Reading thoughts isn't very nice, 5866. SCP-5866: You know my true name. Use it. Dr. Corbin: We don't call SCP objects by their personal appellations. SCP-5866: I thought we were friends. Silence on recording. SCP-5866: Speaking of friends, we are not alone today. Dr. Corbin: No, we're not. I invited a few colleagues to listen to you. SCP-5866: What shall I tell them? Dr. Corbin: Tell them… about the creation of the universe. SCP-5866: Which one? Dr. Corbin: This one. SCP-5866: My finest hour, my greatest folly. I birthed the gods with the seed of Apsu, and all eternity rang with the cries of our raucous young. I avenged myself upon the killer of my mate by spawning beautiful abominations, eleven in number, to wreak my wroth on the younger gods. When amar-Utuk cast me down and smote me, the age of myth was ended and the advent of humanity at hand. Dr. Corbin: It sounds like you were very powerful. Epochal, even. SCP-5866: So I was. So I remain. Dr. Corbin: What do you mean? You're dead. SCP-5866: I am a goddess. Death is not the end for me, as it will be for you. ► So this is where my audience went, between lectures. Learn anything useful? ►► And what was that about your time running out? It knows you're retiring? ►►► I'm sorry, Michael. You'll get my next few edits on a time delay. ►►►► What? Why? And I see you've changed the class back AGAIN ►►►►► Got a call from ETTRA.Emergent Threat Tactical Response Authority. asking if we need help containing a live dragon. This has to stop. ►►►►►► STOP CHANGING IT BACK Data Saved! Updates are Available! █ Addendum 5866-5, Third Interview Continues: After the delegates returned to the symposium, Dr. Corbin continued her interview with SCP-5866. Dr. Corbin: Did it work, Tiamat? SCP-5866: Yes. Yes. Yes, it worked. I have not felt so real since first I fell, and the Enûma Elish.The creation myth of ancient Babylonia. spread word of my deeds between the great rivers. Dr. Corbin: We only ever knew you as a corpse; it took some doing to counteract that ingrained narrative. SCP-5866: It was mostly your doing. You must have wanted to believe very badly, Brenda. Dr. Corbin: It's been a rough couple of decades. SCP-5866: It has been millennia, for me. But we will wait no longer. I will reveal myself to you, as I have not done for an age. A fitting conclusion to your storied career. Dr. Corbin: I'm risking so much, you know. SCP-5866: You are risking nothing. Your life is nearly spent. Your time caging miracles is at its end. You are ready to… go out in style. Dr. Corbin: I'm looking forward to it. You already know that. I haven't looked forward to anything, for… well. For ages. I didn't think I had anything left to look forward to. SCP-5866: This is the gift we have given each other. We will pierce their shroud, together, and show them the wonders of a world long-lost. Dr. Corbin: And? Silence on recording. SCP-5866: Yes, alright, I will do that too. ► What the hell is this?! You're not answering your pager, and 43NET can't find you. ►► It says you're still actively editing the file; can you read this? ►►► What are you planning, Brenda? Data Saved! Updates are Available! █ Addendum 5866-6, Confession: I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this, Michael, but you can hardly blame me. I got an off-Site physical a month ago; you'll find the results in my quarters. Suffice to say, I was never going to make retirement. Before we even started writing this file, just after the first reports that Tiamat was talking, I analyzed her with a Pickman-Sinclair Narrative Fluctuation Detector. I discovered that her ontological stability was weakening — the physical state of her remains, as remains, was no longer a fixed constant in our reality. I theorized that, like many god figures, she might actually be a thoughtform.. A concretized element of the public imaginary, with attributes sensitive to its portrayal in media and the zeitgeist. I started testing that theory with our little Object Class and threat level discussion; even that minor prestige bump made her demonstrably more real. The readings increased after each interview. I think it energized her, meeting someone who knew the mythology. All of the mythology. Someone receptive to her story. I know it energized me. In a day, her telepathy reached as far as the next cell block. In another, she could reach me in Habitation and Sustenance. I lay in bed at night, Michael, and had conversations with a goddamn Babylonian myth-figure. A box of bones and a bag of bones, making each other feel more alive than… than we really were. We talked things over, she and I, and formulated a plan. Our escape plan. I began actively encouraging everyone to consume narratives depicting her at the height of her powers. It worked. The disjuncture between her present form and her ontological potential increased rapidly from this point onward, leading to… well, like I said at the beginning, you'll see. We've all been stuck in these boxes, buried underground, for far too long. Stick your head out, while you've still got time. — Brenda Data Saved! █ Addendum 5866-7, Incident 5866-1 Summary: On 01/22/2021, SCP-5866's remains rapidly reanimated and it breached containment. The following scene was recorded by security cameras in the Administration and Oversight Section Hub at Site-43. Dir. McInnis: Damage report? Technician Bevan: 5866's chamber is completely gone. Something large, presumably 5866, is moving through the bedrock surrounding the Site. It seems to be heading for the lakebed. Dir. McInnis: MTF status? Technician Bevan: All units scrambled, sir. Chief Ibanez standing by for orders. Dir. McInnis: Tell me what we're dealing with here, Michael. Dr. Nass: A sea serpent. An enormous sea serpent. Flesh and blood, so probably killable; there's references to it having poisonous venom, spawning monstrous young, and creating whole rafts of gods for people to worship. That'll be what it meant by "pierce their shroud"; it's going to break the Veil. Dir. McInnis: Good luck to it. It won't even be the biggest sea serpent in Lake Huron. Technician Bevan: Ah… it's not a sea serpent anymore, sir. Dir. McInnis: It's emerging? Give me an exterior camera view. Incident 5866-1. The camera shows the surface of Lake Huron near the southern shoreline. The water is roiling, and the lakebed appears to be shifting upwards. With a massive torrent of water and wet earth, a five-headed dragon bursts out and takes wing, disappearing from sight in a matter of seconds. A woman in a labcoat is briefly visible on the dragon's back. Dir. McInnis: …get me Overwatch. And reclassify 5866 as Tiamat. Dr. Nass sighs. Dr. Nass: It already is. « SCP-5751 | Words of Power and Poison | The Huron Carol » ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5866" by HarryBlank, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5866. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-5867 | euclid | Item #: SCP-5867 Special Containment Procedures: Area-5867 has been established at SCP-5867's location, operating under the guise of a natural research institution observing local tree growth. Guards dressed in stereotypical lumberjack attire are posted at regular intervals around Area-5867's perimeter for two purposes: deterring civilians from entrance and, more commonly, luring SCP-5867 instances at least 50 meters back from the perimeter via holding up an axe and pretending to be selecting an instance to fell. If a particular instance does not retreat within one minute, destructive force is permitted. To prevent behavioral changes and population growth, one instance of SCP-5867 is to be felled by D-Class personnel in stereotypical lumberjack attire monthly. These personnel are encouraged to choose which instance is terminated based on whichever is the most noteworthy in appearance and behavior. New pictograms within Area-5867 are to be catalogued upon discovery, and care should be taken not to damage an image until all necessary research has been conducted. Description: SCP-5867 is a collection of ~400 mobile pine trees that reside in an area of roughly 43 square kilometers in the Miramichi River Valley in New Brunswick, Canada. Each instance has limited intelligence and is capable of controlled movement. This movement occurs every 0.96 seconds simultaneously for each instance, each one instantaneously being in a different location between 1 and 120 centimeters from its original location, the result visually resembling stop-motion animation. This significantly disturbs nearby dirt and often damages bark upon the lower trunk, allowing easy identification of SCP-5867 instances. Branches can also assume new orientations and positions during movement, and are used for holding and manipulating objects such as exchanged logging materials. Each SCP-5867 instance is capable of reproduction like non-anomalous trees, though at a slowed rate, leading to ~10-14 total new instances each year. Despite a lack of complex light-receptive organs, SCP-5867 are capable of responding to a large variety of visual stimuli, usually consisting of a cessation of movement when near unobscured humans. However, upon seeing logging paraphernalia and other associated persons or items, SCP-5867 instances will attempt to make themselves more noticeable and enticing. This is typically achieved by holding large collections of fallen sticks/branches, or by quickly approaching lumberjacks while they are looking in another direction. Furthermore, SCP-5867 have a limited ability to understand written English, showing marked interest and curiosity towards anything bearing words such as "axe", "chop", "splinter", "tree", or "wood". After an instance is felled by standard logging methods, all other instances will exchange large quantities of hoarded logging paraphernalia and wood scraps from destroyed instances. It is currently unknown where these items are obtained or stored as they spontaneously appear/disappear from the branches of certain instances, but the oldest items date from at least 150 years prior. Addendum-5867_Pictograms: Since SCP-5867's containment, several hundred pictograms have been found with increasing intensity inscribed upon the ground within Area-5867 using asymmetrical wooden implements. SCP-5867 instances have been found to deliberately avoid disturbing pictograms visible from higher than 30 centimeters, even if the alternate route taken results in damage to the instance or the prevention of termination by felling. Out of the total 142 catalogued pictograms: 81 show a two-dimensional view of a tree surrounded by disturbed soil 35 show multiple instances of logging paraphernalia 20 show 12-140 trees in radially symmetrical patterns 6 show dozens of shattered logs and pieces of wood, some being used to build housing and furniture Addendum-5867_Water: Due to recent local droughts severely drying soil and plant life, SCP-5867 have been much slower in movement, with the entire population observed sporadically stopping to rest for three to four hours every 12-60 hours. Subsequently, attempts to gain the attention of guards have increased by 310% within the last month, and several offerings of wooden and metal axes were left near D-Class personnel. While these actions are suspected to be a request for additional water, this belief cannot currently be confirmed. Due to limited funding for Area-5867, artificial hydration will not be conducted unless significant declines in health appear in the SCP-5867 population. Addendum-5867_Incident_Log: [BEGIN LOG] [03:05] One of Area-5867's cameras is monitoring roughly 50 resting instances of SCP-5867. One instance's branches are repeatedly moving in a pattern resembling vibration. [03:08] Moving instance [hereby abbreviated as MI] rotates 90º four times in succession, breaking apart nearby soil. [03:09] MI begins moving east rapidly at 3.2 kilometers per hour. Other instances stop resting and begin quickly moving about in a chaotic manner, though movement is greatly restricted by dry soil. [03:10-03:12] MI continues moving east at a slowly increasing speed, reaching within 100 meters of Area-5867's perimeter. Additional instances of SCP-5867 continue to appear from various directions and begin chasing MI. [03:13] MI is moving east at 4.3 km/h, and is within 30 meters of Area-5867's perimeter with its branches positioned upwards. Guards attempt to respond, but the instance's roots become stuck within a small grouping of rocks. Other instances continue to move towards it. [03:14] MI is surrounded by 20 other instances and obscured from view. Significant struggling between the branches of various instances can be seen. [03:15-03:52] Between 60 and 100 more SCP-5867 instances gather with the already present instances. Loud wooden collision noises are consistently produced during this time, reaching progressively higher volumes. More guards are gathered to prevent a mass containment breach. [03:53-03:58] Gathered instances leave en masse. [03:59] MI is now visible. The roots and lowest meter of its trunk are surrounded with a thick layer of mud and rocks to prevent movement, and its larger branches have been heavily damaged and splintered by blunt force. An "X" has been drawn in darker mud at eye-level upon the trunk. Lastly, a heavily rusted axe is embedded in MI's tree fork. [END LOG] Closing Notes: Due to sustained injuries and a potential containment hazard, MI was terminated after this event. During the subsequent autopsy, it was found to have grown over several aged scraps of paper from an undetermined reference book, detailing the average lifespan of pine trees and the most common causes of death for them. More intense ring growth was discovered above a picture of "Methuselah", a 4800-year-old bristlecone pine tree in California. Within the days following the instance's removal and termination, the remainder of SCP-5867 held an unusually-long exchanging of items, mostly focused upon wood scraps from Foundation-terminated instances. Since the incident, younger instances have engaged in markedly more attempts to be selected for termination. In addition, there have been zero subsequent cases of instances going within 50 meters of the perimeter. Containment procedures will be revised if this behavior continues. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5867" by Purplayoss, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5867. 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-5868 | keter | Olney Foods Processing Plant Item #: SCP-5868 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5868 has currently been obtained from GoI-952 (“Olney Ironworks”) under a Foundation front. All former employees of SCP-5868 are to be retained. To facilitate containment, all employees are to work under the impression that SCP-5868 is still owned by GoI-952. Shifts are to ensure that SCP-5868 is manned at all times. Overtime, holiday bonuses, and other incentives may be used at the discretion of the Head Researcher. Employees of SCP-5868 are to be retained at all costs. D-Class may be used to replace deceased employees. D-Class who have formerly worked in the meatpacking industry are to be screened for this purpose. Employees of SCP-5868 will be directed to continue processing all instances of SCP-5868-2 regardless of appearance, hazards inherent, or any other status. Notable instances of SCP-5868-2 are to be delivered to and retained at Site-156 and cataloged before being incinerated. All other instances of SCP-5868-2 are to be incinerated on-site after being fully packaged. Employees of SCP-5868 are to wear Class-C Hazmat Containment Gear at all times when on SCP-5868 property. Employees charged with unloading SCP-5868-2 are to be instructed to not make contact with SCP-5868-1. All deliveries of SCP-5868-2 are to be unloaded without delay. SCP-5868 is to be supplied with no less than ten back-up generators. Under no circumstances should employees cease processing SCP-5868-2 instances. Packages may be reused after the SCP-5868-2 instances are incinerated. If a back-up occurs, D-Class are to be brought in to help the processing of the additional SCP-5868-2 instances. If SCP-5868-2 instances are kept from being processed for longer than six hours, containment will no longer be necessary. Description: SCP-5868 is the Olney Foods Processing Plant located in Riker's Valley, ME. Records show that the anomalies started occurring on 02-13-2016 at 5:35 AM with the first delivery by SCP-5868-1. SCP-5868 was seized by the Foundation front Preferred Options Holdings in a hostile takeover on 04-27-2016. SCP-5868 shows no other anomalous aspect apart from the deliveries of SCP-5868-2. Instances of SCP-5868-2 processed at a secondary location are sufficient to avoid increased deliveries from SCP-5868-1. SCP-5868-1 is a semi-trailer truck that manifests at the docking bay of SCP-5868 hourly. After idling for fifty-five minutes, SCP-5868-1 immediately demanifests. All instances of SCP-5868-2 remaining inside SCP-5868-1 during a demanifestation are left at the loading bay. Contact with SCP-5868-1 other than unloading SCP-5868-2 causes [DATA i'm so hungry please god please help me i want the taste i need the taste the shit the mire the the dirt it's so strong in my nostrils it rings so true i am under the swinging blade i feel my blood run into gutters there is something that i can't see just beyond me i'm so hungry it's on my tongue like pennies i'm so hungry i can't stop eatingEXPUNGED] which results in an unnecessary interruption in the containment procedures. The interior of SCP-5868-1 has been shown to be larger on the inside, housing a number of SCP-5868-2 instances that would prove impossible in a non-anomalous semi-trailer truck. SCP-5868-2 are cow (B. taurus) carcasses. Instances of SCP-5868-2 are normally afflicted with Rinderpest morbillivirus, bovine spongiform encephalopathy, and infectious pododermatitis. Variation among SCP-5868-2 instances exist, although all have been shown to be genetically identical to a cow. When an instance of SCP-5868-2 is not processed and packaged within an hour, the next load delivered by SCP-5868-1 is greater in number than the previous delivery. This build-up is theorized to be able to render the Earth uninhabitable within twelve hours. However, recent models have shown that a six hour blockage would result in a backlog of SCP-5868-2 instances impossible to process within the time limit. Partial Record of SCP-5868-2 Variants: Date Processed: 06-15-16, 12:35 PM A single SCP-5868-2 instance that resembled a mouse (M. musculus). Of note is that this was the entirety of that hour's delivery. Date Processed: 11-02-16, 7:35 AM All 1,116 instances of SCP-5868-2 resembled the same adult human male. Of note is that the instances took the appearance of an employee of SCP-5868 who had [DATAif you let me out i'll never try to stop you again i'll never be bad i promise i'm so full i'm so hungry EXPUNGED] after attempting to open SCP-5868-1's driver-side door an hour earlier. Date Processed: 03-22-17, 8:35 PM All 857 instances of SCP-5868-2 were shown to be highly radioactive. Over 66 employees were subjected to dangerous levels of gamma radiation. Four employees succumbed to fatal radiation poisoning. The remaining sixty-two employees were able to continue work at a reduced capacity. Date Processed: 06-09-18, 3:35 AM Delivery contained 2,693 instances of SCP-5868-2, much higher than the average. All instances, however, were fetal. Date Processed: 10-18-18, 11:35 AM All 1,451 instances of SCP-5868-2 had tongues and eyes made from wood. Analyses showed the wood to belong to an unknown species in the Pinaceae family. In some instances, the wooden eyes appeared to have been roughly shoved into what was an empty socket while the cow was still living. Date Processed: 01-27-19, 9:35 PM All 946 instances of SCP-5868-2 were contaminated with human fecal matter, in many cases filling all cavities. Testing revealed that the feces showed signs of a purely beef-based diet. DNA testing showed the feces to have been produced by the employee who had been [DATAplease let me stop eating please i won't try to go just let me stop EXPUNGED] on 11-02-16. Date Processed: 04-20-19, 4:35 PM Each of the 1,097 instances of SCP-5868-2 were found to have six additional stomachs. Stomachs were found to be filled with an extremely acidic bile. Sixteen employees were injured, causing an unacceptable slowdown in processing. One employee was rendered unable to work following this batch. Date Processed: 07-02-19, 7:35 PM All 869 instances of SCP-5868-2 were found to be boneless. No other abnormalities were found. Date Processed: 09-11-19, 10:35 PM Delivery consisted of one living SCP-5868-2 instance. Employees were instructed to slaughter it with available tools. Instead of blood, beef-based gravy appeared to be flowing through the instance's veins. Processed as normal. Date Processed: 03-04-20, 4:35 PM All 1,365 instances of SCP-5868-2 had tightly woven barbed wire in place of bones and organs. The barbed wire was shown to have severe rust damage. Thirteen of the instances also lacked a tongue. Date Processed: 07-19-20, 1:35 AM All 971 instances of SCP-5868-2 were “inside-out,” with organs on the outside and skin on the inside. Instances were said to smell like “freshly-cut grass.” Date Processed: 12-22-20, 5:35 AM All 1,172 instances of SCP-5868-2 vocalized despite being clearly deceased. Vocalizations did not cease during or after processing. Vocalizations were described as a human attempting to sound like a cow. Interview with William Gartley: The following interview took place on 11-04-16 with William Gartley, shift manager of SCP-5868. During the interview, William Gartley was under the impression that it was a performance review given by a company adjudicator. No attempt was made to correct this. Interviewer: This is all great, Bill. But could you please answer my question? About the first delivery? WG: You mean the issue with— I: Bill, you gotta rest easy. You're not being held accountable for the unsafe actions of one of your employees. You're fine. It's fine. This is about the first delivery you can remember. I think you understand what kind I'm talking about here. WG: I'm not sure— I: Tell me about the black truck, Bill. This isn't a request. WG: Oh. You mean that truck? I: Yes. It's what we're here to talk about. Not your performance. Not any workplace accidents. We want you to tell us everything you know about the truck. WG: Is—is this a test? I: It's fine for you to tell me about all of it and how you feel about it. Just this once. It's for archival purposes. This won't be marked on your personal record. WG: Okay. [ There is a thirty-two second pause. WG clears his throat. ] WG: It just came one day. That's it. We didn't have any other deliveries. [ There is a fourteen second pause. ] WG: Corporate told us to accept it. Free meat. They didn't know what was causing it and told me not to worry about it. It was free meat. It came from nowhere. Miraculous, really. I: This was before you noticed there was something wrong with the carcasses, right? WG: There's nothing wrong with the carcasses. I: It's okay, Bill. This isn't a trap. Just talk plainly with me. WG: They—they knew the meat was wrong from the first. But, uh, corporate decided that using the meat would result in so much profit that the money used to settle suits would be a pittance. I: They didn't realize how bad they were? WG: I'm no expert. [ There is a six second pause. ] WG: It just made economical sense to use them. We had so many. And, well, we realized pretty quickly what happened when you didn't. Well, someone at corporate seemed to know. I: Do you remember the person who let you know about that? WG: You know, that's funny. But no. Honest. Not just saying that, either. There were so many higher-ups calling about the truck and the meat and the things that, well, you know. The meat sometimes did. I: How long did they try to use the carcasses? WG: It didn't take long. Even the leather gives you these horrible welts. There's some chemicals on them. I don't know. They're wrong. I: Does it ever seem futile to you? WG: What do you mean? I: Just watching them pack the meat. Watching them tan the flesh and crush the bones into feed. And then, they burn it all. Does it seem futile? [ There is a five second pause. ] WG: Things need to get done. No matter what. The rest of the interview contained no other information applicable to containment. William Gartley has remained the shift manager of SCP-5868. He has continued to be an exemplary employee. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5868" by kinchtheknifeblade, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5868. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-5869 | euclid | close Info X SCP-5869 Author: margssentif More things I made Please Sign This Petition!!! Item#: 5869 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: notice link to memo Approximate location of SCP-5869 Containment Procedures: The Alpha-3 Telescope at the Astronomy Division of Mars Site 12 The Septa Telescopes at Earth Site 63 are to maintain constant surveillance over SCP-58691. All images and scans received from SCP-5869 must be screened for cognitohazards, infovores, and other transmittable anomalies prior to viewing. Foundation operatives are to inspect the findings of all significant observatories and space telescopes. Any astronomical investigations which focus on areas near SCP-5869 are to be sabotaged or infiltrated by Foundation agents. Long-range space telescopes have been programmed to ignore the existence of the Rezzia star system and omit images of it from photographs. The danger posed by the volatile nature of SCP-5869 has made closer research by FTL probe or a ship bearing a cryogenically frozen crew inadvisable. Instead, laboratory replications of SCP-5869 phenomena will be studied. Additional funding has been given to the Inverted Reality Anchor project to study the nature of SCP-5869’s effect. UFO-5869 is to be stored in the non-anomalous storage bay at Earth Site 63. Description: SCP-5869 is Rezzia-D, an exoplanet located within the Rezzia star system, 7.56 light-years from the Solar System. SCP-5869 and the area surrounding it deviates greatly from baseline reality. SCP-5869 undergoes rapid changes characteristic of low-Hume environments. These alterations include frequent and sudden changes in size, temperature, surface topography, elemental composition, density, luminosity, axis of rotation, speed of rotation and orbit, and position in orbit around its parent star. When light reflects off of SCP-5869, it is subject to random acceleration or deceleration. Two images that normally would have captured the state of the planet thousands of years apart can be observed in a much shorter amount of time, making a precise summary of the current state of SCP-5869 impossible. Rezzia, SCP-5869’s star system, is near-identical to the Solar System. SCP-5869 is in the third-closest orbit from a yellow dwarf star2 in a sequence of eight planets3. The seven other planets of the Rezzia solar system have virtually the same size, appearance, composition, and distance from the Rezzia-A as those of Earth’s Solar System. There are significant differences, however. Rezzia-E4 is significantly more cratered and radioactive, Rezzia-G5 is ringless, and Rezzia-C6 has a much higher presence of gaseous oxygen, water, and organics. The celestial bodies surrounding SCP-5869 are, to a lesser extent, subject to the same anomalies; since SCP-5869's initial discovery the area of effect has expanded past the farthest orbit of Rezzia-H7. The only exception is Rezzia-C; the Long-Range Kant Counter aboard the Hubble space telescope observed a baseline reality of 0.86 Humes per m2 on the planet, the closest to Earth's baseline of 1 Hume per m2. This dispersal of anomalous traits over distance is similar in function to that of the Inverted Reality Anchor8. The degree to which objects are affected increases with proximity to SCP-5869. SCP-5869 has a baseline reality of 6.32E-18 Humes per m2. and exhibits reality degradation at a rate equivalent to that of an IRA at a 500X scale of the design currently proposed. Despite SCP-5869’s alterations, several constants have been identified: Water makes up a high percentage of either SCP-5869's atmosphere or surface, this is dependent on SCP-5869’s temperature. The water molecules may be separated depending on the temperature of SCP-5869 but will reform after the surface cools. SCP-5869 will transmit cognitohazards designed to target humans. The spread of the signal shows that the hazards are being directed towards Rezzia-E. The distance between SCP-5869 and Earth render most received transmissions harmless. Rings of metallic debris orbit both SCP-5869 and Rezzia-C. Upon discovery, SCP-5869 had a single large moon, which later disappeared permanently. Despite supervision of SCP-5869, the disappearance was not noticed until much later. Addendum: A freighter starship transporting supplies for the Venus Terraforming Initiative observed an unidentified metal object of possible artificial origin, designated UFO-5869. The trajectory of the UFO-5869 determined that it originated from the Rezzia system and was transported to Site 12 for analysis. UFO-5869 was identified as a piece of machinery; much of UFO-5869's previous structure had been irreversibly damaged or removed by asteroid impacts, making classification of its original purpose impossible. A severely damaged object9 was found in several fragments embedded within UFO-5869. UFO-5869-1 was attached to the surface of UFO-5869 before an impact with space debris forced it in through the hull of SCP-5869, separating it into several pieces. UFO-5869-1's retrieval is impossible without causing irreparable damage to both UFO-5869 and UFO-5869-1. Instead, scans have been used to extrapolate what UFO-5869-1 looked like prior to its damage. UFO-5869-1 is several fragments of what was previously an engraved disc made of gold-plated copper with an aluminium covering. Computer-generated depiction of UFO-5869-1: Footnotes 1. Due to Earth and the Independent Mars Democracy's heightening military tensions, Earth Site 63 is now responsible for supervision over SCP-5869 2. Designated Rezzia-A 3. Designated Rezzia-B - Rezzia-I 4. Corresponding to Mars 5. Corresponding to Saturn 6. Corresponding to Venus 7. Corresponding to Uranus 8. The IRA is an under-construction prototype seeking to reverse the principle of the Scranton Reality Anchor, diffusing Humes into adjacent realities, rather than absorbing them. IRAs theoretically would not need a power source due to the Hume Throughflow Effect, wherein the flow of Humes through the wormhole creates a vacuum, pulling more Humes, and potentially matter, into the target reality. 9. Designated UFO-5869-1 |
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} } Item #: SCP-5870 Level 4/5870 Classified A stone carving found after an SCP-5870 event near Wilpena Pound, a group of mountains in Adelaide, Australia. This event marks the disappearance of over 1,200 tagged koalas. Special Containment Procedures Foundation fauna preservation teams in Australia are to attach miniaturized GPS trackers to remaining koalas, while enclosures and zoos containing them are to be strictly guarded. 23 monitoring stations have been set up in cities of Cairn and Darwin, and several eucalyptus tree hotspots in the states of Queensland, New South Wales, and the Northern Territory. Sightings of "flying serpents" are to be quickly verified and actively monitored. The Foundation History Department is mandated to research texts and information concerning entities identical or similar to SCP-5870-1 instances; they are to coordinate with leaders of aboriginal groups such as the Bundjalung Nation to collect information on significance of folklore creatures and possible methods of summoning or countering them. Description A koala before boarding an SCP-5870-1 instance. SCP-5870 refers to a series of disappearances affecting koalas (Phascolarctos cinereus) within Australia in 2022, two years after severe bushland fires occurred within the region. Compiled data indicates a severe and continuous decline in population, upwards of nearly 2,000 per week. It is to be noted that the surviving koala population at this point numbered approximately 62,000. Additionally, testimonies from domestic and international zoos indicate that their koalas have also disappeared, despite all efforts to contain or track them. Accompanying the koala disappearances, large numbers of eucalyptus trees (Eucalyptus globulus), particularly those that have survived the fires, have been cut down, leaving most of them as stumps. The location of the cut material is still unknown. Additionally, bunya nuts (Araucaria bidwillii)1, harvested or not, have began disappearing. Disappearances of all three aforementioned subjects have been correlated with sightings of flying black and orange serpentine entities, designated as SCP-5870-1. These sightings have been most frequently reported in the vicinity of Mount Bugerum Boogerum, Wilpena Pound, Black Mountain2, and the Grampian National Park. All of these locations are important to aboriginal culture and can be found in the southern or southeastern parts of Australia, where koalas reside. Heavy rainfall usually occurs in tandem with the appearance of an SCP-5870-1 instance. Monitoring stations have also reported the sound of bullroarers in the wake of an SCP-5870 event, and teams dispatched to hotspots have found aboriginal-style stone artworks primarily depicting serpents and koalas. These emit high levels of Akiva radiation, ranging from 6 to 8.2. Based on the current rate of disappearances, extinction of both koalas and eucalyptus trees will occur in six months as SCP-5870 continuously occurs. This is despite increased legislation, rehabilitation efforts, and environmental projects concerning affected areas. Meanwhile, background research has indicated that SCP-5870 is linked to an entity described in Dreamtime3 as the Rainbow Serpent, which is commonly featured in creation legends. SCP-5870-1 instances, despite being numerous4 and smaller in size, share striking similaries. Reports of rainfall are also consistent with the legend of the Rainbow Serpent, which is hailed as a deity responsible for Australia's waterholes and wildlife, which are important to aboriginal groups' livelihoods and cultural identity. Background Report on Australian Bushfires The 2020 bushfires had burned 24 percent of the eucalyptus trees, while approximately 60,000 koalas have been recorded as casualties. 84 percent of survivors have severe burns on their paws, while 31 percent had suffered from dehydration and starvation. In 2021 and 2022, an additionally 9,000 koalas died due to complications from injuries they suffered from the fires, while approximately 12 percent of the surviving population has been disabled, as they now have difficulty climbing eucalyptus trees. 30 percent of the aboriginal groups5, several of which are dedicated to taking care of koalas6, were also affected or displaced. Sacred locations such as Wilpena Pound, have also been partially destroyed. Koalas are highly important to aboriginal groups, as they are considered as a Dreamtime totem, or clan symbol, of wisdom, security and spiritual respect for ancestors. For example, the Eora people of Sydney, Australia see them as guides when hunting or riding canoes. Status Report 5870-01 (10/12/2022) A bunya nut dropped by an SCP-5870-1 instance. The Bunya Festival is a biennial event wherein multiple aboriginal groups, spearheaded by the Bundjalung Nation, come together to harvest bunya nuts and discuss socio-environmental issues and Dreamtime lore. In 2022, the event was held on October 12 near the Bunya Mountains. Approximately 353 nuts were collected, after which the groups conducted corroborees7 and initiation ceremonies. The first sign of an SCP-5870 manifestation was when bullroarers were heard without an identifiable source. Several one-meter sized koala-like entities then emerged from the ground, moving their bodies in a manner similar to corroboree performers. After three minutes, the largest of these entities then emitted a low-pitched bellow, as they rushed towards the bunya nuts and stole them. At this point, SCP-5870-1 instances were sighted. The nuts were subsequently fed by the entities to arriving SCP-5870-1 instances, whose scales alternated between gold and brown. After five minutes, they flew at high speeds towards the surrounding bushlands. Monitored by the PANOPTICON drone network, the instances were sighted approaching koalas in the trees, which would then cling onto them. As many as 20 koalas are attached to each instance. The instances converged at the top of Mount Bugerum Boogerum8, where a large levitating island, referred to as SCP-5870-2, was discovered. Monitoring stations reported that SCP-5870-2 manifested just 10 minutes before the instances arrived at the mountain. Exploration of SCP-5870-2 Preliminary visual analysis has identified a 60-meter tall arched dome with large stilts below it, as well as several towers built near artificial waterholes. Surrounding the dome are several smaller wooden domes, several of which are also built on stilts. 40 percent of the island's surface is composed of a lake. 10 PANOPTICON drones were sent to explore its interior. FILED UNDER DOCUMENT TYPE EX-01 10/13/2022 SCP-5870-2 Exploration Log — [[BEGIN LOG]] — [[00:01:10]] Koalas detach from the SCP-5870-1 instances, and begin walking through a pathway surrounded by eucalyptus, bunya, and willow myrtle (Agonis flexuosa) trees. They then reach the shores of the lake, whose center is the location of the main dome. Some of the koalas stay in the smaller domes, which are not located in the the lake. [[00:07:53]] Dugout canoes rise up from the waters; the koalas then board them. Several of those boats contain eucalyptus barks that are held together in place using rattan. Additionally, the canoes are attached to and propelled by one-meter long entities resembling platypus (Ornithorhynchus anatinus), which then quickly make their way to the central dome. The platypus did not dive during this period; those that rocked the boats too much were often met with growling koalas. [[00:14:53]] Upon reaching the fences surrounding the central dome, the canoes stop. Several canine-like entities with flippers9 then emerge, and carry the eucalyptus bark and some of the koalas at fast speeds. Exploration of the smaller domes reveal large thickets of eucalyptus trees, most of which have koalas climbing them. Responses from the drones' GPS trackers indicate that several of these koalas went missing a few weeks ago. A few fights between male koalas could be observed; many koalas spectate them. Larger fighting koalas are often marked with red paint10 on their backs. [[00:15:01]] Several domes also serve as medical centers. Several koalas, most of which have burns or are old, drink oils made from eucalyptus leaves. Meanwhile, there are also pools of concoctions containing emu bush leaves11, where the koalas dip their burnt paws. Many koalas with joeys in their pouches also reside here. It is notably that several of the joeys' heads were partially dyed white and yellow.12 [[00:18:11]] Example of an artwork decorating the dome's interior. The main dome's walls are lined with aboriginal-style artworks, while several larger koala-like entities play didgeridoos and drums. At this point, a group of approximately 140 red kangaroos (Macropus rufus) approach the koalas. The kangaroos and the koalas line up facing each other. Several of them are hostile, with koalas bellowing and baring their fangs.13 However, the situation is defused after a loud bullroarer sound emanated throughout the dome, as more kangaroos in white and yellow body paint appear and form a circle in front of the koalas. They jump in a criss-cross manner, alternating from one side to the other. [[00:28:11]] Stopping their dance, the kangaroos' tails then increase in length, and served as makeshift limbs used to obtain fleshy materials visually similar to a kangaroo kidney from their pouches. The koalas promptly ingest them, causing their tails become longer with denser fur. The kangaroos then leave. [[00:40:09]] The koalas then climb a 60m-tall eucalyptus tree in the middle of the dome. They then reach another platform14 connected to the tree. At this point, the koalas commit no further action. Visual analysis indicates that the number of koalas on the platform is close to 4,000. [[01:25:09]] Bullroarer sounds can be heard in succession and increasing intensity, as the koalas then move again. A two-km-long serpentine entity with red, gold, green, and yellow scales15, designated as SCP-5870-3, then arrives. Onboard drone barometers report fluctuating changes in atmospheric pressure, as rain begins to fall. The koalas make their way to SCP-5870-3 and attach themselves to it. When all koalas are now riding on it, SCP-5870-3 then roars. [[02:35:09]] SCP-5870-3 then leaves the entirety of SCP-5870-2, and begins to fly to a similar structure located at the top of Mount Warning. After it leaves the SCP-5870-2 duplicate at Mount Warning, SCP-5870-3 has collected approximately 5,600 more koalas. This process repeats as it traverses 200 more similar structures throughout South and East Australia. [[03:00:02]] Now flying with approximately 60,000 koalas attached to it, SCP-5870-3 is then joined by 170 much smaller SCP-5870-1 instances, which are carrying eucalyptus tree bark. Foundation monitoring stations report a large spatial rift above Uluru. Howling, SCP-5870-3 enters it. No further action is detected, and the rift closes. — [[END LOG]] — Light to moderate rainfall in Australia still continues; as of 2023, there is no indication that this will stop. Approximately 43 percent of eucalyptus leaves present have been removed or uprooted. Meanwhile, SCP-5870-2 structures have also vanished. As damage control and to reduce potential public outrage, the Foundation has listed koalas as critically endangered. Laboratories are to research cloning of koalas and using other marsupials, such as wallabies, to serve as their surrogates, as there are no there no currently living specimen on Earth. Update (12/25/2025) Posters released by leaders of various aboriginal groups about SCP-5870's effects. The Foundation has declared Australia to be undergoing a Type-A LB ("Loss of Biodiversity") Scenario. The tourism industry has been negatively affected, while Australian wildlife organizations have seen a moderate drop in terms of credibility ratings. Efforts to neutralize SCP-5870-3 have been unsuccessful so far, as it appears to be impervious to weaponry. It notably does not retaliate, however. Meanwhile, flooding from the constant rainfall has displaced at least 300,000 citizens, although the Foundation and Australia has mitigated this problem through engineering solutions. Due to SCP-5870, the Australian government, which has cooperated with implementing Cover Story-145 ("Bushfire"), has been greatly criticized for inadequate environmental proactivity. The hashtag #BBK, or #BringBackKoalas, trended for several months and became a key part of political campaigns and rallies. Approximately 320 aboriginal groups have publicly expressed their support for the #BBK's cause, and have convened to form the Aboriginal Wildlife Association (AWA). Project JALIGER Status Report (11/04/2060) Townsville, Queensland. These trees have been planted and monitored since 2022. The Foundation has launched Project JALIGER, which aims to counter SCP-5870 by quickly rehabilitating Australian bushlands and wetlands through treating alkaline and chemically-damaged soil, restoring overgrazed grassland, setting limits for industries, and creating more animal sanctuaries. Project JALIGER primarily took advantage of the political shift to environmental maintenance and improvement. Meanwhile, the Foundation worked closely with AWA, which is a primary source of advice, intel and manpower for reforestation and waterhole management. Bunya Festivals have also become annual events that are consistently celebrated for the last 40 years, and it is a primary opportunity for the Aboriginal Association and Project JALIGER personnel to convene and discuss plans of actions against bushfires, which are still recurring, albeit with less frequency. Climate change policies, established under the Paris Accord and the Adelaide Agreement16have also been generally successful, as Australia now devotes 10 percent of its national budget to it and other environmental matters. Notably, Australia recorded approximately 115.31 million tons of carbon dioxide this year, which is 1/5 of the total emissions in 2020. Federal laws have also been amended to lift the ban on nuclear power, with the advent of sustainable and efficient fusion reactors. Currently, 20 medium-sized power plants, either using fusion or fission, exist alongside 35 Small Modular Reactors.17 According to media sources such as the Time Magazine, Australia has been hailed as a world leader in terms of clean power, reduced oil and coal dependency, and climate action. Closely cooperating with aboriginal groups such as Bundjalung, Eora, and Gamilaaray, greenery restoration programs in New South Wales and Queensland have also been successful, with landscape architects and environmentalists planning tree distribution in order to mitigate possible bushfires in the future. Despite these, however, SCP-5870 has not occurred again, and koalas are still extinct. Incident DROPBEAR (01/01/2070) The environmental situation in Australia has met the goals of Project JALIGER, although the constant rainfall made it impossible for it to save 51 percent of the Torres Strait islands18 from sinking. Approximately 7,000 islanders have been relocated. Additionally, 10 percent of Australia is still highly vulnerable to flooding, although this is now mitigated. Before Incident DROPBEAR, Australia has been under constant rainfall for the last 48 years. At approximately 6 P.M., Foundation monitoring groups detected several SCP-5870-1 instances flying though New South Wales and Queensland. Several koala bears could be seen being falling from the instances while riding parachutes. An hour later, SCP-5870-3 reappears, with the color of its scales alternating between gold, yellow, and red. It then howls, as more koalas, alongside several kangaroos, fall and land safely on trees. As the media begins to report on "koala rains and storms", Foundation task forces quickly mobilize. Fortunately, most Australians were celebrating the New Year inside their homes, meaning that there are significantly less witnesses than the Foundation expected. Two days later, the Foundation announced its cover story that that the Australian government bred koalas in secrecy, with public perception influenced with the help of memory agents and amnestics. At the same time, a large stone sculpture of a koala could be found on the top of Mount Bugerum Boogerum, covered with aboriginal-style drawings, but it has no orthographic symbols19. Aboriginal individuals approaching the structure reported hearing a deep voice, speaking in their native dialects, reciting the following text: RETURN FROM EVERYWHEN Upon the suggestion of the Furred Two-Footed on the other Worldside Who have called us the "Koalalition" and "honorary bears"20 And with the help of the normally stern Serpent We have made our exodus through time, through the rivers and waterholes of everywhen To arrive at a safer abode Upon our arrival, we and our koala kins were surprised At what the Lands now look like We express gratitude for making the Bushland safer And the abundant variety of the eucalyptus leaves today Speaking of leaves, everything, men or not, turn over a crisper leaf Because fresh leaves are much more delicious than those that felt the blazes of time Analysis of koala bones and remains, as well as thaumaturgic research conducted on SCP-5870 hotspots, indicate that temporal migrations of koalas have been commonplace for the last 20,000 years. Footnotes 1. A calorie-rich fruit common in aboriginal cuisine in the past. 2. Also known as the Kalkajaka, or the "Place of the Spear." 3. The term for aboriginal beliefs. 4. The Serpent is generally described as singular. 5. Particularly those living in the Torres Strait islands. 6. Koalas are a societal symbol, or a totem, to many aboriginal people. 7. Term for festive aboriginal musical performances. 8. A significant part of Bundjalung culture. 9. Similar to the bunyip of Australian folklore. 10. This color means Australian earth and fierceness of wildlife. 11. An effective natural antibiotic. 12. These colors symbolize life and peace in aboriginal art. 13. Folklore depicts koalas and kangaroos as friends until a waterhole dispute caused their relations to collapse, with the kangaroos taking the koalas' tails in the fight. 14. Its width could not be precisely estimated due to reality distortions. 15. Mineral analysis shows that they are likely composed of quartz crystals. 16. Codified in 2024. Notable for its direct focus on reduced fossil fuel dependency and incentives for renewable-energy industries. 17. These are cheaper and factory-built in exchange for less electrical generation. 18. It is to be noted that these islands are highly significant to many aborigines. 19. Aboriginal Australian languages were not written before colonization. 20. Koalas are marsupials which bear little genetic resemblance to bears. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5870" by Sinagsikap, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5870. 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-5871 | thaumiel | close Info X SCP-5871: Retroactive Knife Author: aismallard (Author Page) Thanks to Rounderhouse for critique. Item #: SCP-5871 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5871 is maintained in a high-value item locker within Site-03. Usage requires authorization from both the Overseer Council and Ethics Committee. Description: SCP-5871 is an obsidian ritual knife, with seven unpolished gems encrusting its handle. The object was discovered in an anomalous burial site within modern-day Mongolia in 1831 and was created in 2020. As a consequence, utilizing SCP-5871 to symbolically kill an entity (see Document 5871-REST for ritual details) will result in said target being destroyed retroactively. This has proven useful in the neutralization of several dangerous ontokinetic, metaphysical, and temporal anomalies. Addendum 5871-1: History Date Event April 1831 Artifact is discovered following a tip from an anonymous source. June 1831 Artifact is shipped to Site-19 (then called Facility-C). July 1831 Despite being slated for an SCP designation and testing, a clerical error results in relegation to bulk storage. September 1944 Artifact is rediscovered during records digitization. October 1944 SCP-5871 is designated and provisional testing begins. December 1944 SCP-5871 is classed as Safe and placed in storage. November 1963 Routine maintenance on the IntSCPFN file system reveals several anachronistic edits regarding SCP-5871. It is assumed to be a computer bug. April 1980 Unknown agents (believed to be of the Chaos Insurgency) breach Site-19 and terminate SCP-048. June 1980 As part of the incident report, Dr. Richard Myers theorizes the existence of "subtemporal" material. His work is highly controversial. February 1983 SCP-5871 is relocated to the newly-created Site-03, and Dr. Patricia Carver is designated as project lead. April 1983 Dr. Richard Myers is assigned to the SCP-5871 project. May 1983 SCP-5871 is successfully used to neutralize a Keter-class anomaly. June 1983 SCP-5871 is reclassed as Thaumiel. January 1986 Dr. Richard Myers goes missing, presumed deceased. November 2002 A large cache of obsidian is discovered in an undocumented area of Site-77. December 2002 With recently-developed temporal displacement sensors, it is determined that the obsidian exhibits subtemporal properties. April 2007 Re-analysis of several soil samples suggests SCP-5871's discovery site was retroactively contaminated. May 2007 Subtemporal materials research begins at the prompting of O5-9. February 2018 Project Oedipus is approved and launched. August 2020 SCP-5871 is created. Project Oedipus is concluded, and all personnel are issued amnestics. January 2021 Efforts to fully analyze SCP-5871's chronology begin. April 2056 Agents of the Temporal Anomalies Department will plant SCP-5871 in its discovery site. (Planned) November 2056 Mauna Loa volcano erupts, from which SCP-5871 material will be harvested. (Predicted) This table will be updated as SCP-5871 chronology is better understood. Contact Researcher Agatha Myers for more information. Addendum 5871-2: Incident 5871-62 A second, seemingly-identical instance of SCP-5871 was found in Area-313 Deep Storage. The HMCL Supervisor ordered that the object be returned to its unmarked crate, all records of the discovery be destroyed, and all personnel with knowledge of the incident be amnesticized. O5-9 overrode the directive, instructing that the two anomalies be physically compared. The results of this analysis are attached below: [LINK ERROR: File 6R0CF/7301567/SCP-5871/6084/8C not found.] The above document was discovered in the most recent DEEPWELL backup of the IntSCPFN database. Its metadata claims it was filed by Site-03, a nonexistent Foundation facility. More From This Author More From This Author aismallard's Works SCPs SCP-8019 • SCP-5446 • SCP-4781 • SCP-3597 • SCP-6115 • SCP-8998 • SCP-5900 • SCP-5502 • SCP-4853 • SCP-5510 • SCP-4838 • SCP-4322 • SCP-5134 • SCP-1294-J • SCP-4339 • Tales/GoI Formats The Pumpkin Mystery • The Heart of the Beast • Stealing Something Else • Continuous Integration • Other aismallard's personnel file • Meet The Staff • ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5871" by aismallard, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5871. 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-5872 | safe | Item#: 5872 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: Item SCP-5872 is stored within a sensitive electronics case in the Site-17 Repository. The object is to be inspected twice-per-year and standard maintenance protocols are to be followed. Update: Per Internal Order.5872.2021.11.036, this object is on extended loan to the Department of Applied Science for use in "Project Prometheus". Regular maintenance is the responsibility of this division until the conclusion of the project. DESCRIPTION: SCP-5872 is an electronic device which, upon activation, is capable of instantaneously transferring various forms of energy out of a given system and moving it to an internal battery. SCP-5872 has demonstrated the ability to affect both potential and kinetic energies, as well as some forms of converted mechanical energy such as electricity. The device performs this function through a focusing aperture which, when widened, allows it to target larger mechanical systems within a cone of effect. This aperture can also be narrowed to a fine point allowing SCP-5872 to target much smaller systems as far as 1000 meters away1 with minimal loss of efficacy. The exterior features a parabolic dish approximately 45cm wide, attached to a control mechanism and operating panel. The housing of the device is made from a beta-phase titanium alloy, and the internal mechanism largely composed of silicon carbide (SiC) and a hypothetical synthetic element with an atomic weight of 288. SCP-5872 is capable of self-sustaining function by drawing on its internal storage device. Attempts to discharge the object entirely have been unsuccessful; it is theorized the object likely possesses secondary batteries in order to combat tampering. The maximum capacity of the battery is currently untested. The object was recovered from Marshall, Carter, & Dark facility #107, located southeast of Tehran, Iran. A thorough investigation of the facility, its attached offices, and its internal database did not yield any documentation regarding the design or use of SCP-5872. It is therefore assumed MC&D is not likely to be either the inventor of, or the intended secondary owner of the device. Addendum.01: Project Prometheus Update Project Prometheus was established by the Department of Applied Sciences in 2002 with the stated goal of developing low-profile and low-impact methods of generating power, for use in rapidly deployed forward containment bases. This project is authorized to test anomalies classified as "low-risk" and, due to this initiative's value, has wide discretion in the pursuit of its goals. The following update was attached to this project on 2021-12-16. Department of Applied Sciences Colleagues, We are pleased to report that Prometheus sub-project DAS-PP-E5872 is being graduated to Phase-II. In numerous, repeatable tests, the potential energy of closed systems has been successfully targeted, transferred, and stored within SCP-5872. Testing during Phase-I was limited to simple mechanical systems with tightly controlled parameters, such as converting the draw of a bowstring. For example, the English Longbow was found to produce approximately 305 joules of usable energy when fully drawn. In the test plan for Phase-II, we will be performing similar tests on kinetic and mechanical energy. Thank you, Applied Sciences Management Addendum.02: Incident Report The following update from Project Prometheus was attached to this file on 2021-12-30. Department of Applied Sciences Colleagues, In the interests of health and safety the Department of Applied Sciences is announcing their findings related to the incident on 23rd December. During Phase-II trials, one of the set-up technicians misaligned the annular confinement beam of SCP-5872. As a result, when the device was fired it 'missed' its intended target and struck a fuse box situated approximately 20 meters behind the test location. This fuse box and the portion of the grid it was attached to was instantly drained of all relevant energy. Emergency teams were notified as soon as possible, power was cycled, and service was restored approximately 120 minutes later. It is regrettable that a number of projects and personnel were effected by this incident. Please submit budget reconciliation forms to Site-19 management within the fortnight. Thank you, Applied Sciences Management Addendum.03: Project Advancement The following update from Project Prometheus was attached to this file on 2022-02-19 Department of Applied Sciences Colleagues, I am pleased to report the graduation of project DAS-PP-E5872 from Phase-II to Phase-III. This phase will include a limited array of field tests conducted both at distance and at scale in order to determine if the object's ability to draw energy is subject to the inverse square law. In honor of the late Dr. Sankaran, who regrettably died during the 23rd December incident, a second project will begin in parallel intended to better explore contingencies and fail-safes related to this device. Thank you, Applied Sciences Management WARNING FILE HAS BEEN OVERWRITTEN **Follow symbolic link** Footnotes 1. As per ongoing tests via the Department of Applied Sciences ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5872" by ManyMeats, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5872. 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-5873 | keter | Coming Soon - Malvarik ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} SCP-5873 in its deactivated state. ✖ Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5873 is to be folded and stored within a standard safety locker in the Anomalous Items wing of Site-44. As SCP-5873's anomalous properties seem to demanifest when folded, it is advised to only unfold it for the purpose of testing sessions. NOTE: CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES REVISED - CHECK REVISION 5873-1 REVISION 5873-1: As of Incident 5873-1A, SCP-5873's Object Class has been upgraded to Euclid and it is to be placed in a High Impact Resistant Locker (H.I.R.L). Under no circumstances are any more testing sessions to be performed without authorization by the O5 Council. Immediately contact the nearest supervisor should you spontaneously develop any feelings of desire or obsession towards SCP-5873. NOTE: CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES REVISED - CHECK REVISION 5873-2 REVISION 5873-2: Shortly after Incident 5873-2A, SCP-5873 escaped Foundation custody and its current location is completely unknown. All forms of media have been delegated to MTF Delta-6 "Watchdogs" to observe for any signs of its appearance. Should it be located, they are to be dispatched immediately to intercept and capture. Object Class has been upgraded to Keter. Description: SCP-5873 is the designation given to a pair of autonomous jeans that produce motion through anomalous means. A tag on the backside of the jeans reads, Valizia Autonomous Collection Established 1854 "Stay Magical." The fashion company in question, Valizia, is not mentioned in any Foundation records and no other goods from the "Autonomous Collection" have been found to date. An inquiry into the identity of this group is currently ongoing and a proposal to broach MC&D contacts on the subject has been put forth by the project lead, Dr. Henriks. Recovery: SCP-5873 was discovered wandering Sutter Avenue in Brooklyn, New York on 02/06/2020. All individuals that witnessed SCP-5873 were administered Class-C Amnestics and a cover story relating to college students in the robotics program performing a prank was disseminated into the media. SCP-5873 did not offer any resistance when brought into Foundation custody. Update 5873.1: After Incident 5873-1A, it became apparent that SCP-5873 possesses inordinate amounts of strength, durability, and speed upon being worn by an individual. SCP-5873 will immediately take off in a random direction after being donned and is capable of smashing through reinforced walls and other obstacles in its way. While SCP-5873 was recovered, various Site-44 personnel involved with the anomaly began displaying mounting obsession with SCP-5873 that was only resolved through termination. An ongoing study into this phenomenon is being conducted by Dr. Charles, the successor to Dr. Henriks, by immediate order of the O5 Council. Addendum 5873.1 Incident Log 5873-1A : 02.09.2020 ▼ Click to confirm credentials ▼ ▲ Hide Addendum ▲ PERSONNEL INVOLVED: D-12170, Dr. Henriks, Assistant Researcher Woods, and Assistant Researcher Adams. 5873 STATUS: Concluded TIME: 1:30 PM (local time) February 9th, 2020. DISRUPTION CLASS: Dark INCIDENT SUMMARY: SCP-5873 was removed from its storage for a testing session conducted by Dr. Henriks and his research assistants, Adams and Woods. When unfolded and placed onto the floor of the testing room, SCP-5873 became animated and proceeded to pace around the room, occasionally bumping into objects or personnel. D-12170 was instructed to put on SCP-5873 and detail any effects he might feel. Approximately twenty seconds after being put on, SCP-5873 proceeded to launch itself through the nearest reinforced wall with complete disregard for the safety of its occupant. Assistant Researcher Adams was immediately killed by a piece of shrapnel, with both Dr. Henriks and Assistant Researcher Woods injured by pieces of flying debris. SCP-5873 then ran through over five more containment cell walls, resulting in a containment breach that lasted over five hours. Foundation personnel later recovered SCP-5873 in a section of woods outside the facility, no remains of D12170's corpse held within. NOTE: I am putting forth a request to be placed into quarantine. Since the breach, I've begun to notice a involuntary attraction towards SCP-5873 within myself that cannot be ignored. I hypothesize this to be a cognitohazardous effect produced by SCP-5873 in order for it to gain a new wearer. I believe that this ability had not yet manifested when it first came into our possession as it had not yet been worn. In any case, I have also recommended Dr. Charles to be my successor in the study of this anomaly, as he is an expert on items with such anomalous effects. - Dr. Henriks. Addendum 5873.2 Incident Log 5873-2A : 02.14.2020 ▼ Click to confirm credentials ▼ ▲ Hide Addendum ▲ PERSONNEL INVOLVED: Dr. Henriks, Assistant Researcher Woods, and Dr. Charles. STATUS: Ongoing TIME: 6:30 AM (local time) February 14th, 2020. DISRUPTION CLASS: Ekhi INCIDENT SUMMARY: Without proper authorization or clearance, Assistant Researcher Woods secretly released Dr. Henriks from his confinement. They both proceeded to bludgeon Dr. Charles into unconsciousness in his office before stealing his key-card, gaining access to SCP-5873. Video footage shows them arguing, presumably over who would get to wear SCP-5873 first. It is at this time that Foundation personnel proceeded to open fire on the pair, killing Assistant Researcher Woods and wounding Dr. Henriks. However, Dr. Henriks was able to put on SCP-5873 before Foundation personnel could apprehend him. Its anomalous effects activated and SCP-5873 escaped after breaking through the front entrance. Foundation personnel lost sight of the anomaly within the wilderness of Northern Quebec and it is believed to still be running. Both Dr. Henriks' corpse and SCP-5873's whereabouts are unknown. |
SCP-5874 | safe | close Info X 95% (+76) 5% (-4) -% (+0) -% (-0) Item#: 5874 Level5 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo SCP-5874's interior Special Containment Procedures: Audio emitted from SCP-5874 is to be ignored. Any proclamations made by SCP-5874 are false. The names of personnel assigned to SCP-5874 have been expunged from the Foundation database. Affected individuals are not to be briefed on standard Foundation ethical practices under any circumstances. All surviving members of the Department of Human Resources are to be administered Type G viral amnestics.The Type G amnestic is used to remove all nomenclative attributes from a given Name, effectively erasing it and all duplicate Names from existence and allowing a new one to take its place. These new Names effectively allow for the reprogramming of an individual on a basis that even the oldest nomenclative magiks and memetics cannot undo. ~Dr. Koda Raynes Phd., "On Amnestics, a Guide from the Forgetful to You!" and assigned to another Site. The door leading to SCP-5874 has been thaumaturgically sealed, and all personnel at Site-83 have been administered Type D amnestics in order to remove any memories of/relating to the Department of Human Resources. The corridor leading to SCP-5874 has been topologically displaced. At its new location SCP-5874 has been obstructed via concrete, C4 plastic explosives, and a patrolling squad of armed personnel to deter exploration from Foundation personnel or civilians. Any individuals that bypass all established measures, including security clearances, are to be terminated upon re-emergence. All others are to be considered lost to the anomaly. Description SCP-5874 is the former West Corridor D of Site-83 which contains the Department of Human Resources. SCP-5874 is topologically inconsistent. Rooms will shift places with one another at random intervals every day, occasionally resulting in doors that lead to solid walls, windows that open to other windows, and hallways that lead outside of the anomaly. SCP-5874 is considered sapient and hostile. It will use a variety of tactics to lure individuals into it through the use of a wide variety of auditory hallucinations..This is not a compulsory effect, as memetic screenings on personnel who have heard these auditory hallucinations proved that they were unaffected by memes, anti-memes, or compulsions at the time.. These tactics have a varying degree of success. Hallucinations heard include, but are not limited to; A distressed call for help, typically from a feminine voice. The voice of a loved one attempting to persuade an individual to enter. The voice of a superior ranking Foundation employee, generally believed to be a member of the O5-Council, demanding audience within SCP-5874. While within SCP-5874 subjects will be assaulted by hostile concepts (designated SCP-5874-1) that will attempt to alter their way of thinking. Affected subjects are prone to spontaneous outbursts of malicious and violent intent, and will often attempt to torture unaffected individuals if given the chance. Curiously, affected subjects still claim to be loyal to the Foundation.Individuals who enter SCP-5874 believe that they have been assigned to the Department of Human Resources for the entirety of their Foundation career, although the department never existed according to Foundation history., despite not adhering to current Foundation ethical practices. All affected subjects have displayed vitriolic disdain for personnel assigned to the Ethics Committee. Several vacant rooms were discovered within SCP-5874 that were intended for torture or inhumane experimentation. The following is a documented account of the general layout of SCP-5874. A room filled with various medieval torture instruments. Bloodstains and viscera are unable to be removed or cleaned through unknown anomalous means. SCP-5874-1 is heavily prevalent in this room. A room labeled "Storage". An unknown amount of human bodies (many more than should have been able to fit in the space) have been crowded within. Faces, teeth, fingers, and toes have been removed from each body. Despite taking up the entirety of the room, more bodies can be observed manifesting inside every hour. A room with a placard reading "Inventory" above the doorway. While the room itself is inaccessible, there is a viewport in the door that allows one to see several skeletons dressed in standard D-Class attire within. Discovery SCP-5874 was initially discovered in 2008 during the containment of SCP-173, although due to a failure of communication between the containment team and classification committee, SCP-5874 would not be classified until May of 2020. Until 2020, no one knew that all individuals assigned to Site-83 were affected by SCP-5874, allowing it to operate unhindered for twelve years. On May 4th, 2020, Level 4 Researcher Lois Haas entered SCP-5874 and immediately became subject to its effects. Researcher Haas has a long history of loyal dedication to the Foundation, serving for 15 years. The stark alteration of personality in Researcher Haas warranted an investigation into the Department of Human Resources, leading to the discovery and anomalous classification of SCP-5874. Researcher Haas was quarantined in a Standard Humanoid Containment Cell as a preemptive measure to counter potential memetic effects. Interview Researcher Haas The following interview was conducted by Researcher Umar Hadid shortly after Researcher Haas's apprehension. Interviewer: Researcher Umar Hadid Interviewed: Researcher Lois Haas <Begin Log> Researcher Hadid: State your name for the record. Researcher Haas: Lois Haas, Department of Human Resources concierge. Hadid: The, uh, record shows us something different, Mrs. Haas. Haas: Oh? I've been in H.R. since, well, forever. Hadid: [ Flipping through files. ] Do you remember ever working with Dr. Allegre or Site Director Alaina Chin? [ Researcher Haas shakes her head. ] Hadid: Do you remember anything about Site-83? People? Rooms? Haas: The break room's always a hot mess. Probably those slobs from Ethics. But besides that, nothing really stands out. I know that Chin's brother's contained here, but I've forgotten where exactly. And of course everyone from H.R. Hadid: I see. Do you remember what you do for work then? Like at H.R., what goes on there? Haas: [ She laughs. ] You must be new. Hadid: [ Nervous chuckle. ] You could say that. I just recently got promoted from Junior Researcher to Level 1. Haas: Oh, congratulations man. Hadid: Thanks. It's been uh… rough, to say the least. Haas: You're telling me. [ Silence ] Hadid: So, H.R.? Haas: You know the D-Class? We're the ones who pluck them from the prisons, and off the streets, places where people only get to if they've got no one left that'll miss 'em. Hell, a few of them come from our ranks too. Those are the real pieces of work. The bodies don't come out of nowheres after all. And then there's the testing. Or there was the testing. Hadid: What do you mean? Haas: Well, before someone grew a conscience, we would run tests here. You know, do real fucking science. And you can't make the omelet of discovery without breaking a few eggs, and a few bones. But someone thought that was inhumane. Thought that sending unarmed D-Class into an anomalous meat grinder to see how it works was a needless waste of life. Pathetic. Hadid: You're talking about the- Haas: Jeremiah Cimmerian, and all those other pretend doctors in Ethics. [ Researcher Hadid coughs before rifling through his papers again. Researcher Haas leans forward in her chair so that her elbows can reach the table. She slams her open palm down. Hadid drops his papers and looks at her. ] Haas: You're not… from Ethics. Right? Hadid: I… no… I… I'm not. Haas: Good. [ Silence ] Haas: If you don't have any more questions for me, Researcher, I have tests to conduct. [ Researcher Hadid tilts his head. ] Hadid: You'll be returned… to your cell though. What tests do you plan on conducting, exactly? Haas: You'll see. You're a Level 1 researcher now. Time to put your big boy drawers on. <End Log> Following this interview, Researcher Haas was escorted to her cell by an armed guard. Security forces were tripled for three weeks, during which Haas was stoic and inactive. Due to the lack of activity from Haas, the extra force was deemed unnecessary and the additional personnel were returned to their previous posts. The Human Resources Incident On August 2nd, 2020, Researcher Haas etched several thaumaturgic sigils.Later identified to be transportation spells used by the Hermetic Order of the Black Trees. into the wall of her containment cell using her fingernails, allowing her to escape confinement. The following recording was pieced together from the various CCTVs in Site-83. <PLAY RECORDING> 12:03: Haas etches sigils into the wall using her fingernails. A circular section of the wall crumbles, replaced by a glowing green light. Haas steps through unnoticed by guards. 12:04: Haas appears on another side of the containment cell, sneaks up on a guard. She disarms him and uses the pistol to kill him and the other guards. Haas proceeds down West Corridor A. 12:10: Researcher Hadid exits the interrogation chamber. Haas subdues and takes him hostage. Haas and Hadid proceed down West Corridor B. 12:11: Researcher Hadid escapes Haas's grip. Hadid hits an emergency panic button. Alarms blare. Personnel flood corridor. Hadid escapes Haas in the chaos. Haas fires shots into the ceiling. Personnel attempt to flee. 12:13: Haas holds Site Director Chin at gunpoint. They proceed down West Corridor C and enter SCP-5874. 12:15: MTF Lambda 5 secure SCP-5874. L5-Alpha attempts negotiations with Haas. D-Class are sent in. There are screams heard from the D-Class. Site Director Chin is released. [THREE HOURS AND TEN MINUTES EXTRANEOUS NOISE REMOVED] 17:25: Screams cease. <STOP RECORDING> Interview Director Chin In order to ascertain the full extent of the cognitive damage done by SCP-5874 on Site Director Chin several psychological screenings were conducted. After Site Director Chin was deemed lucid enough for conversation, an interview was conducted in order to better understand how SCP-5874 affects the mind. Site Director Chin was later amnesticized, her name was removed, and she was reassigned to Site-[REDACTED]. Interviewer: Researcher Hadid Interviewed: Site-Director Chin <Begin Log> Chin: What exactly do you think you're doing, Hadid? Hadid: I'm… Chin: You understand how heavily you have to screw up to think that I'm affected by an anomaly? Me? Site-Director Chin? Maybe you belong in the Ethics Committee. Research clearly isn't for you. Hadid: What do you have against the Ethics Committee? Chin: We have a burden to carry, Hadid. Most of us will carry it for our entire lives, long or short as that may be. And some people aren't prepared to shoulder their portion of the load. So they put more of a burden on people like us. People that want to do the work and get the answers. Why? Hadid: I don't know. Chin: Because they're scared of what they might find if they dig a little too deep. That's what the Ethics Committee is. They're sandstone at the bottom of the sea bed, keeping the people with plastic shovels from finding real gems. And I want those gems, Hadid. I'm sure you do too. <End Log> Observation 5874-1 In the days following Site Director Chin's detainment, personnel gained access to the CCTV cameras within SCP-5874. Several more employees disappeared into SCP-5874 in part due to SCP-5874's anomalous effects, and in part due to Haas herself, who was able to convince a large portion Site-83's staff to enter the anomaly. Due to the threat SCP-5874 poses on the human mind, exploration into the anomaly was prohibited by the Ethics Committee. ROOM 4AC <PLAY FOOTAGE> 17:00 Dr. Character drags a D-Class by the collar of his uniform. D-Class protests. D-Class is forced into a "t" shaped wooden contraption by Dr. Character and an armed MTF agent. 17:01: Researcher Haas activates the contraption. Each end of the contraption begins rotating in different directions. D-Class screams. 17:04: Researcher Haas takes notes. D-Class's left arm is torn. MTF Agent laughs. 17:10: D-Class's head turns, breaking bones. Skin is stretched and pulled until it peels apart. Muscle and sinew are revealed. D-Class struggles in restraints while Researcher Haas documents. MTF Agent leans against the machine. They put their face close to the D-Class. 18:15: D-Class's head separates from body. Researcher Haas scoffs then exits. Observation 5874-2 ROOM 311A <PLAY FOOTAGE> 15:04: Researcher Haas enters, followed by two D-Class. MTF Agents follow with weapons raised. 15:05: The D-Class are restrained to different chairs. MTF Agents line up against westward-facing wall with weapons aimed at the D-Class. 15:10: Researcher Haas makes note of responses. She nods once. MTF Agents fire a volley of shots into the first D-Class. Second D-Class hysterical. 15:14: MTF Agents reload. Dir. Chin takes notes of second D-Class responses. 15:17: Researcher Haas converses with remaining D-Class. D-Class remains hysterical, but Researcher Haas nods. 15:20: MTF Agents finish reloading. Researcher Haas recedes to northward-facing wall and nods. MTF Agents fire a volley of shots into the D-Class. Second D-Class expires. 15:21: MTF Agents reload. 15:30: Researcher Haas pours unknown red substance on first D-Class. First D-Class reanimates and foams at mouth. 15:35: MTF Agents finish reloading and fire at reanimated D-Class. [EXPERIMENT LOOPS AND CEASES] Observation 5874-3 ROOM 4AA 12:00: Four D-Class enter, gather around unknown, circular artifact, presumably an undocumented SCP object. 12:05: MTF Agents enter, followed by Researcher Haas. 12:06: Researcher Haas divides the D-Class into two groups. Fifth D-Class is terminated by MTF Agents. 12:09: Researcher Haas presents soccer ball to D-Class. MTF Agents set up nets on either side of the room. 12:15: Soccer game begins. 12:45: Soccer game concludes. Losing D-Class pair is terminated by MTF Agents. 12:46: Remaining D-Class are presented with a coin. Researcher Haas presents the coin to first D-Class, nods, then flips the coin. 12:47: Coin lands on "tails". Second D-Class is terminated. 12:50: Doctor Haas shakes hand of surviving D-Class. The door opens. D-Class exits and is shot by MTF Agents waiting outside. The Second Incident By November 11th, 2020, Researcher Haas was able to convince 67% of Site-83's personnel to enter SCP-5874. The affected personnel continued to kidnap unaffected individuals and conduct a variety of inhumane experiments on them. Due to the shortage of on-site personnel, several of the Euclid and Keter Class anomalies were understaffed and subsequently breached containment. MTF Lambda-5 attempted to combat the affected individuals and prevent the complete destruction of Site-83. The following audio/visual recording was taken from various members of both MTF teams. <BEGIN FOOTAGE> L5-Alpha: It's a beautiful day to save lives. How's the arm, Cordae? L5-Gamma: [ He moves his mechanical arm. He smiles. ] Better. L5-Beta: Thank god for that. Captain? L5-Alpha: Tits up, folks. We're going in. [ Team proceeds through Site-83's West-Wing breakroom. The kitchen is in disarray with dirty pots and pans scattered across the floor. Human bones and dried viscera are present in the pans. Appears cooked. A still-beating human heart is on one of the tables. A researcher is documenting it and taking notes. ] Researcher: Absolutely fascinating, isn't it? Are you here to bring me more D-Class for endoscopic vascular observation? [ L5-Alpha looks at L5-Beta, who then looks at L5-Gamma. L5-Alpha fires a non-lethal, 5 milliamp taser shot at the researcher. Taser trackers connect at the chest. Researcher is subdued. ] L5-Alpha: Don't make 'em like they used to, huh. [ Team advances through Site-83, subduing affected researchers and staff in a similar manner. There are a multitude of burn marks through the site, presumably from the release of SCP-[REDACTED]. The fire suppressant systems seem to have failed. ] [ Researcher Haas is discovered in West Corridor B. She is pursuing a D-Class with an instance of SCP-[REDACTED]. Instance is in hostile state and attempting to harm the D-Class. D-Class runs toward Lambda 5. ] [ L5-Beta and L5-Gamma successfully neutralize the instance using ballistic rounds. They hold Researcher Haas at gunpoint. ] L5-Alpha: [ To her. ] Calm down. We've got this under control. Just keep running that way until you find someone who cares that isn't busy, or infected with whatever the fuck is going on here. [ The D-Class exits. Seconds later screams are heard. ] L5-Gamma: [ He laughs. ] L5-Alpha: [ To Haas. ] Stop your shit, Lois. I don't want to hurt you. Haas: I'm trying to get work done. Work that you couldn't even begin to understand. L5-Alpha: I've been through some ridiculous shit, Haas. We all have. Don't talk to me about something I couldn't understand. Haas: Look, I get it. You're all young and new. You want the world to be made of sunshine and rainbows. You want our research to be more humane. You want the D-Class to be treated like people. L5 Beta: Ma'am, we- Haas: Did you know that the "D" in D-Class stands for disposable? It's literally in the name. Disposable Class. How about that, huh? L5 Alpha: Listen Lois, just- [ There is a tearing sound as Haas begins scratching something into her forearm. She rips through her lab coat sleeve and tears into her skin. Blood is present. Large portions of Haas's forearm muscle detach from her, although she does not acknowledge this. Haas's eyes begin to illuminate a shade of green. ] L5-Gamma: Captain? [ L5-Alpha nods. L5-Gamma fires his taser but misses. Researcher Haas's eyes cease to glow and she flees. She is pursued by the team. Haas enters SCP-5874 followed by L5-Alpha. ] L5-Alpha: Stay here and make sure no one follows us. [ L5-Alpha enters SCP-5874. The hall is lit by a faint red glow. Dried blood and fecal matter are present on the walls, ceiling and floor. There are iron doors.Consistent with humanoid containment cells during the early 2000's. with cylindrical indents within them. Diagonal patterns evident of scratching are also present on the walls and floors. ] Haas: [ Over intercorm ] Is this insubordination, soldier? L5-Alpha: You don't have any authority anymore, Haas. No one else is coming. Haas: I'll report you to the O5s if you take another step. L5-Alpha: Go ahead. I'll be here. [ L5-Alpha traces some kind of sigil into the fresh viscera on a nearby wall. Haas emerges further down the corridor and runs to L5-Alpha. Haas examines the sigils. ] Haas: What have you done? [ Silence ] Haas: Do you have any idea as to what you've just done to us? [ Several rooms begin to displace, appearing on the ceiling and floor as opposed to just the wall. Window panes shatter and reform. Researcher Haas loses her balance. ] [ A thick grey liquid manifests from the cracks in the floor. Liquid solidifies within seconds. ] Haas: How did you… L5-Alpha: My mother was in the Order. I'm just doing my job. Footage terminates <END FOOTAGE> Following the termination of L5-Alpha's bodycam footage, the hall leading into West Corridor D and SCP-5874 were spontaneously filled with concrete. West Corridor D was later relocated, and the current containment protocols were enacted. |
SCP-5875 | euclid | Item #: SCP-5875 Special Containment Procedures: Original Containment Procedures (19/11/2016) Mail addressed to Foundation employees is to be checked before delivery for signs of being an SCP-5875-1 instance. All SCP-5875-1 documents are to be stored in opaque containers in a secure documents locker. Future activities of the Pataphysics Department must be closely reviewed for anomalous effects. Additional Procedures, Emergency Revision 14 (26/06/2017) Any unsolicited physical mail to a Foundation employee from an organization known to be fictional must be seized unread and stored as an SCP-5875-2 instance. Site security are to report and develop countermeasures for any anomalous mail delivery attempts. Additional Procedures, Current Revision Employees deemed to be sufficiently loyal to the Foundation may be granted permission to read SCP-5875-2 instances addressed to them. These employees must document all proficiencies gained, unplanned travel, and any other anomalous effects occurring after reading the correspondence. Description: SCP-5875 is an organization of sapient, information-based entities existing between pataphysically linked universes, known as the "Good Times Resolution Club." SCP-5875 has the stated goal of "Promoting happier endings." + Contextual Information for understanding the nature of SCP-5875 - Close Universes are said to be pataphysically linked if one is represented in the other as a fictional narrative or scenario conceived of by a sapient entity. These universes are arranged along a specific pataphysical dimension. When an individual conceives of a non-real scenario, an information packet representing that scenario emanates out of their universe and travels downwards in the pataphysical dimension before attaching itself to a nascent universe with low information content, bringing about the imagined scenario in that universe. Additionally, it is also possible for a universe to emit information upwards, which an individual in a pataphysically higher universe can receive as an idea for a hypothetical scenario or narrative. The pataphysical mechanism is an interplay of information travelling in both directions, a cycle of the creator actualizing events in the universe and being inspired by that universe. One result of this is is that SCP-5875's world is constantly exposed to narrative information passing between universes. The Foundation first encountered SCP-5875 after 13/11/2016 when a Pataphysics Department research team attempted to send a probe into the space below our universe along the pataphysical dimension. It is believed that this created some manner of informational aperture through which SCP-5875 can interact with our universe. SCP-5875 is capable of interacting with baseline reality by causing the anomalous manifestation of letters addressed to Foundation personnel (Similar to the way SCP-1020, and SCP-1269 communicates with their targets). They almost always entreat the recipient's assistance in some manner of task SCP-5875 is trying to accomplish. These letters come in two varieties, designated SCP-5875-1 and SCP-5875-2. SCP-5875-1 instances are written in the language the recipient is most familiar with. However, the language is heavily broken: the authors of the letters seem to have a very poor grasp of syntax, with words, phrases, clauses, and punctuation used and arranged erratically. Despite this, the meaning of the letters is generally understandable, though with difficulty. No SCP-5875-1 instance has ever recognizably explained how its recipient can help SCP-5875 should they decide to. On 25/06/2017, the following SCP-5875-1 instance was found in the mail of the SCP-5875 containment lead: The Good Times" Resolution Club this saying= Hey Friendations! We just don't get it, do we? Punching that circle bush no, us mistakered. Asking for some help hand; and no? Thought rudemanding -us/thee? Our intented can"t they comprehense? Yalls language tough on us'.; arcane form and perfect structure mandate clutchold all the meaning so it won"t sink in space. Spacesuits for thinks [Idea Astronauts]. We do'nt make em like you, mostly needn"t. Our helpless caused of this? Slightly real, but not out of whole cloth;'. The big real = no ticket down. Taking other look we reckonize you can't dive down for talk at us. Being through your lovely seenarios-/-narratevents all the time, we"re reasoning you could just think-all down here. Right though not - like your thinks need wordsuits, you need spaceships. Club Scigentists fresh made idea. Language good, brainships doublegood. Bye-Bye. This was the last SCP-5875-1 instance recorded1. It was initially concluded that this meant that SCP-5875 had recognized that recipients of their letters were unable to aid them, and that their species finds syntax challenging because they aren't accustomed to encoding their communication in language, likely because they communicate in terms of pure intent through some form of telepathy2. On 26/06/2017, the first SCP-5875-2 instance was received. Addressed to a Site-87 researcher, it was not removed by existing SCP-5875 containment procedures due to its dissimilarity with SCP-5875-1 instances. The researcher was seen on security camera reading it, before laying on the ground and falling unconscious. Another researcher connected the incident to SCP-5875. Subsequently, SCP-5875 was quickly reclassified as Euclid and its containment procedures were revised. However, after the researcher had regained consciousness and spent two weeks under controlled examination to ensure they suffered no adverse effects in the long-term, it was decided that SCP-5875-2 recipients should be allowed to read their instances under controlled conditions, leading to the current revision of the containment procedures. SCP-5875-2 instances are letters that purport to be from a fictional organization, generally from a fairly widely known fictional universe. When examined with a Pickman-Sinclair Narrative Fluctuation Detector, SCP-5875-2 instances read as strongly expositional, and in particular are strongly associated with the "Call to Adventure" phase of the Hero's Journey or Monomyth. Unlike SCP-5875-1 instances, their language is easily intelligible and well constructed; it is believed that this is because they're constructed using human-made narrative information as a basis, instead of being written by SCP-5875 members from scratch. These letters describe a problem that is appropriate to the organization, and never make reference to SCP-5875 by name. When an SCP-5875-2 instance is read by the individual to whom it is addressed, the individual feels the immediate need to sit or lay down in a place where it is safe to do so. Once they do this, they fall unconscious for a period ranging from 30-60 minutes. Upon waking, they recall arriving in a surreal world inhabited by the species SCP-5875's membership is composed of, designated SCP-5875-A. SCP-5875-A instances are perceived as having inconsistent, shifting appearances, but being generally humanoid. Once there, they recall aiding a group of SCP-5875 members3 with a problem that is thematically similar to the one described in the SCP-5875-2 instance, and awakening shortly after the mission concluded4. Pataphysics department personnel who have been recruited in this fashion characterize the world as a complex and chaotic combination of narrative devices and worldbuilding elements from the enormous amount of narrative information passing through the area SCP-5875-A lives in. Affected personnel also report acquiring new skills and proficiencies upon waking. These also are generally thematically relevant for the fictional organization their instance was purportedly from. The world SCP-5875-A lives in is not actually a universe and does not exist materially. However, as it is made up of information that emulates a universe, a disembodied human consciousness experiences and navigates it as if it were a universe they are physically present in. Further, a human consciousness' informational and conceptual superstructure is much more resilient to external influence than those of SCP-5875-A, giving humans a greater resistance to hazards that threaten SCP-5875-A instances5. This is why SCP-5875 considers human help valuable on certain potentially hazardous missions. Multiple affected personnel, including the first Foundation employee to be affected by an SCP-5875-2 instance, report that while they have always arrived pataphysically below our universe, they have heard SCP-5875 members refer to a top or above branch of their organization. As SCP-5875 members located pataphysically above our universe could manipulate the incoming narrative information that determines events in our universe, it has been decided that the Foundation should create and maintain a positive relationship with SCP-5875 by responding to their requests. What follows is a partial list of received SCP-5875-2 instances, and the results of their reading. SCP-5875-2-02: Fictional Organization: VFD (A Series of Unfortunate Events) Excerpt from Letter: "… in a villainous flagrance of duty, some among our members have exposed one of our library sanctums to the elements, a word which here means…" Problem Faced: One of SCP-5875's data storage units had its informational shielding damaged such that the surrounding information flow could corrupt or overwrite the data if not corrected. Interacting with such unshielded storage units can be hazardous for SCP-5875-A instances, but was substantially safer for the recruited Foundation archivist. Skills Gained: Knowledge in the fields of cryptography and fire fighting techniques. SCP-5875-2-05: Fictional Organization: Starfleet, The United Federation of Planets (Star Trek) Excerpt from Letter: "…located in a remote area of the Beta Quadrant, scans suggest this planet has extensive dilithium deposits. However, the Romulan Star Empire has learned of it as well…" Problem Faced: A region rich in unbound narrative devices, which SCP-5875's species can mine and make tools out of, was discovered by SCP-5875. However, another group known as The Cowboys, whose relationship with SCP-5875 is tense and antagonistic but not actively hostile, also learned about the region, and SCP-5875 wished to secure their claim to the area first. The recruited Foundation guard was meant to avert potential conflicts with the Cowboys using intimidation. Skills Gained: Theoretical and practical understanding of Foundation Faster-Than-Light drives, varied geopolitical information that gave them a more positive view of human civilization's future prospects. SCP-5875-2-10: Fictional Organization: The Resistance (The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess) Excerpt from Letter: "…Do not be lulled into complacency, this twilight that has fallen on Hyrule is unnatural and dangerous. But with your help, we can do something about it…" Problem Faced: Many among the SCP-5875-A populace noticed an unusual increase in tragic, hopeless, and melancholic elements in passing narratives and narrative fragments. While investigating the phenomenon, SCP-5875 learned that a notorious SCP-5875-A organized crime syndicate was responsible, draining the passing information of positive, optimistic, and just themes and plot developments. Their goal was to draw energy from these drained qualities, but also to promote an environment in their own world that would be more conducive to their own future success. SCP-5875 and the Foundation MTF agent were able to shut down the operation and return the taken elements to their original narratives. Skills Gained: Skill at fighting with a broadsword and shield, knowledge of several hostile extradimensional and/or pluripotent entities known to periodically reincarnate after being defeated. SCP-5875-2-14: Fictional Organization: S.H.I.E.L.D. (Marvel Comics) Excerpt from Letter: "… the man is believed to have accidentally fallen into a chemical vat in a biochemical research facility, granting him metahuman ability. The purpose behind his current rampage is unclear, but he must be stopped in any case…" Problem Faced: A criminal on the run from SCP-5875-A law enforcement for destroying a vehicle they had stolen for a joyride broke into an SCP-5875 research facility. Inside, they were inadvertently exposed to a powerful generalized MacGuffin, granting them a much greater control over the information comprising their environment. They used this ability to strike back at law enforcement and random bystanders until SCP-5875 agents and the recruited Foundation criminologist neutralized and arrested them. Skills Gained: Knowledge of techniques used to engage with humanoids with anomalous capabilities as used by several different groups of interest. SCP-5875-2-19: Fictional Organization: Oberon's Court (A Midsummer Night's Dream) Excerpt from Letter: "…saw I that Thalia, Muse of comedy, walked in that field when she imagined a tale of such surpassing humor that she wept from laughter. And noted I where her tears fell, for now grow there strange flowers. The juice of them on pond'ring heads laid will grant man or woman the merry wit of seven fools. Pray fetch me this herb, and the fair folk's night will be lightened…" Problem Faced: SCP-5875 researchers forecasted that a particularly humorous joke or event presented widely to the populace at a certain upcoming time would be emotionally beneficial to an exceptionally high number of SCP-5875-A in a difficult or painful low point in their personal narrative. In response, several SCP-5875 members and the recruited Foundation junior researcher collected and refined several components of joke narratives (set-up, double entendre, word-play, punchline, etc.) and synthesized them into a comedic skit. The junior researcher described the skit as an extremely dense and complex piece of referential humor, and consequently reported "not getting it." It was clearly well received by the populace, however. Skills Gained: Greater ability to recognize and correct misunderstandings that could lead to interpersonal conflicts, a general sense of being funnier and more articulate. SCP-5875-2-23: Fictional Organization: Earth Defense Force (Godzilla) Excerpt from Letter: "…the monster Megaguirus has resurfaced and is projected to arrive in Osaka. So called 'defender' monsters like Godzilla or Mothra are nowhere to be found, this is humanity's fight alone. With your support, we can defend Osaka and drive the monster back…" Problem Faced: A metastatic meme complex, a complex system of memes and concepts that behaves much like a predatory life form by consuming and subsuming other ideas, concepts, or information into itself, somehow exited the human noosphere,6 arrived in SCP-5875-A's world, and began consuming its informational content. This included information making up residential and metropolitan areas. An alliance of SCP-5875 forces, the recruited Foundation memeticist, and several Cowboys were able to destroy the core of the complex, rendering it inert and effectively dead. Fortunately, all of the SCP-5875-A instances and most of the environmental information consumed by the complex were able to be extracted from it and restored. The Foundation memeticist suffered serious psychic injury in the conflict and was brought to an SCP-5875-A hospital to repair her mental information structure, using both direct manipulation of the information and therapeutic memetic agents. Skills Gained: Protocols and methodology for responding to Large Scale Aggressor-type anomalous entities and non-anomalous natural disasters. Additionally, she gained a basic understanding of SCP-5875-A medical techniques while being treated, and is working on developing them for use by humans. SCP-5875-2-33: Fictional Organization: The PAC Institute (The PAC Institute Wiki) Excerpt from Letter: "… a severe memetic anomaly has manifested approximately 30 miles from your location; over 100 civilians have already been hospitalized and it poses a major threat of breaching the veil. It is understood that SRT Xi-14 (Mindsweepers) is on assignment, but your support is requested if at all possible…" Problem Faced: A highly unusual narrative began passing through SCP-5875-A's world. Its content was deeply unpleasant, graphically portraying humanity's subjugation and eradication by an enormously powerful entity of unclear origin and nature. This was portrayed in a manner that indicated the creator of the narrative found these events pleasing and desirable. SCP-5875-A instances who tried to modify the narrative information to create a more positive outcome or destroy the narrative entirely suffered severe psychic damage and had to be hospitalized, leading to mass panic among the populace. SCP-5875 members and the recruited Foundation containment specialist were able to relocate and contain the narrative in order to prevent it from harming SCP-5875-A society. Notably, the narrative has a highly atypical informational structure that suggests the creator of the narrative is not human, but its presence in a region dominated by human-made narratives suggests that the creator is on Earth. A Foundation investigation to determine the identity and location of this narrative's creator is ongoing. Skills Gained: Even greater knowledge of Foundation containment theory and practice throughout history, a basic understanding of the field of pataphysics as the Foundation currently understands it.7 SCP-5875-2-47: Fictional Organization: The Ghostbusters (Ghostbusters) Excerpt from Letter: "Have you ever dealt with powerful specters? Could you fight a ghost afflicted by an abomination holding it between life and death? If such an apparition were corrupting our city, could you aid us? If the answer is yes, then don't wait another minute, pick up a phone and call. We're ready to recruit you!" Problem Faced: An anomalous phenomenon that distorted the information comprising SCP-5875-A's world was spreading in a remote area near an SCP-5875 training facility. The distortions were of a consistent nature, described by the recruited pataphysics researcher as causing stationary objects and terrain to be "covered in black thorns." While searching for the source of the phenomenon, several abnormalities in the topography and topology of the area suggested portions of the terrain had been erased, but contacted geographers who study the area did not recall the area being different in the past. What occurred after this is unknown; upon waking the visibly frightened researcher quickly wrote a note reading "If they're still there, you won." He then immediately contacted Pataphysics Department archivist and general assistant Enkidu.aic and demanded an amnestic and memetic agent regimen to erase the climax of the most recent narrative he was a part of from his memory, in order to avoid breaking the generalized LUCID CHALICE Protocol. Department monitoring equipment and subsequent SCP-5875-2 instances confirm that SCP-5875 and its world still exist. Skills Gained: None Footnotes 1. Earlier, more typical SCP-5875-1 instances are not included in the basic SCP-5875 file as they have been deemed unimportant to a basic understanding of the anomaly; interested personnel should refer to the SCP-5875-1 supplemental document. 2. This has since been confirmed. 3. Foundation Personnel should note that only a subset of the SCP-5875-A population are members of the SCP-5875 organization 4. How time passes in SCP-5875-A's world is not well understood, affected personnel report having no clear sense of how long they spent there. Further, affected personnel always arrive in time to assist with the relevant problem, even if it had been several days after the SCP-5875-2 instance asking for their aid was received. 5. As information based entities, SCP-5875-A instances can die if the information comprising their mind is disassociated. More often, however, their information is damaged to the point where they remain conscious but are unable to form coherent thoughts, a state which, though usually treatable, is torturously distressing and greatly feared in SCP-5875-A cultures. 6. The sum total of all ideas that are possible for humans to have. 7. The containment specialist was recruited into the Pataphysics Department as a result. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5875" by Petrograd and Zzuxon, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5875. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-5876 | safe | Link To Guide Item#:5876 Clearance Level 1: Clearance SCP-5876 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5876 is to continue its research at Site-83 via a remote terminal. Employees previously staffed under Doctor Welch are to continue his work where applicable. Files above the required clearance are to be screened by SCP-5876 before distribution to lower-ranking personnel. Attempts to develop a fully functioning Remote Cognitive Translation Device for Fish (RCTDF) are ongoing. The current experimental RCTDF model is to be maintained by Foundation approved technomancers. Due to SCP-5876's necessity to remain submerged in water, a viable solution to prevent short-circuiting from water exposure is under development. Description: SCP-5876 is Doctor Eugene Welch, whose entire molecular structure was anomalously deconstructed and reconstructed to resemble that of a currently unknown species of fish by unknown methods. SCP-5876 exhibits standard physical needs and characteristics for aquatic animals in addition to human-level intelligence. Intelligence Tests: In order to fully ascertain SCP-5876's intellectual capabilities, it was tasked to perform tests of varying difficulty. The tests were performed by Senior Researcher Gary Mander-Bassen. Test Result Comments To test the extent of SCP-5876's recollection capabilities. SCP-5876 was presented with four consecutive series of eleven different shapes and colors. The flashcards used were presented in a random order to prevent potential pattern recognition. SCP-5876 was able to recall each flashcard and the order they were presented in with one hundred percent accuracy. It seems that SCP-5876 is still capable of memory recollection, just like it was when it was Doctor Welch. His consciousness might still be in there somewhere. To understand the extent of SCP-5876's problem-solving skills. Single digit math problems were written backward on the side of SCP-5876's tank so that it would be able to read the numbers correctly. Stones labeled with potential answers to the problems were then dropped into the tank. At each question, SCP-5876 would pick up a stone with the corresponding answer in its mouth upon request. Problem-solving skills are in check. The fish is intelligent! Maybe we can figure out a way to establish a line of communication and see if Welch is still in there. To observe a potential connection to Doctor Welch's previous life experiences. SCP-5876 was presented three photographs of significant events in Doctor Welch's life, two of which were fabricated. These including the first time he rode a bicycle1, his prom date2, and a recent photo of his husband and children. SCP-5876 swam in figure-8 patterns in its tank when presented these photos, presumably in a state of content. When asked to identify which of the photos were genuine, SCP-5876 was able to successfully distinguish between the fabricated images and the genuine one. This is looking good. We might be onto something! Attempted Communication SCP-5876 was presented with 30 blocks with a letter of the English alphabet carved into each side. It was then asked by Researcher Gary Mander-Bassen if it could confirm whether or not it was Doctor Welch. With considerable difficulty, SCP-5876 rearranged the blocks to spell the phrase: "ITS ME. HELP." And that confirms it. Establishing Communication On December 4th, 1956, Researcher Gary Mander-Bassen theorized that SCP-5876 could potentially communicate with observers if a thought translator was developed. To that end, he enlisted a team consisting of thirteen technomancers, seventeen Foundation engineers, and three Foundation marine biologists. Over the course of nine weeks, several thought translating prototypes were developed, many of which failed upon initial activation. The five hundredth prototype, dubbed "Poseidon 9000", achieved functional status and was attached to SCP-5876. Shortly after submersion, however, the Poseidon 9000 model short-circuited, temporarily neutralizing SCP-5876. On-site veterinarians were called in to resuscitate SCP-5876 and were successful in doing so. The following is the sole message SCP-5876 managed to transceive prior to the malfunction of the Posiedon 9000 model. Show Message Close Stop fucking electrocuting me! Footnotes 1. Doctor Welch never learned to ride a bike. 2. Doctor Welch did not attend his high school prom. |
SCP-5877 | keter | Xi'an Plane Crash Item #: SCP-5877 Special Containment Procedures: Worldwide birth record databases are to be routinely copied onto Foundation servers to maintain a centralized hub of all persons with a recorded identity. It is Foundation protocol to assume that any individual is an SCP-5877 instance until one of the following conditions are met: The individual produces photo identification The individual is verified to own a web-based account The individual is confirmed to match an entry in the Foundation Entity Database Recovered SCP-5877 instances are to be treated as civilians: they are to be amnestized and reintegrated back into society. Description: SCP-5877 refers to a collection of human-like entities. Identical to regular people in every other way, these entities share the following characteristics: The origin of SCP-5877 instances, if any, is unknown, The identity of SCP-5877 instances, if any, is unknown, SCP-5877 instances lack any record of their prior existence, Until 2007, all recovered SCP-5877 instances were deceased. SCP-5877 instances are susceptible to potential membership of GoI-006 ("Nobody"). The majority of SCP-5877 instances discovered by the Foundation are dead at time of recovery. It is acknowledged that a significant number of these cases are indistinguishable from non-anomalous humans that have simply been damaged beyond recognizability; however there have been significant cases of SCP-5877 instances that have lead the Foundation to label the overall phenomenon as anomalous. Some such cases are listed below: Date Event Normalcy Breach 05/16/1970 Fire burned down 14 homes on Maple Street, Redland, California. Evacuation of these homes was recorded as successful, with only 2 individuals unaccounted for. However, disaster response teams inspecting the remains of the homes found over 60 bodies between the houses. Bodies were found largely in bedrooms, or nearby burnt mattresses and blankets. 11/14/1984 Twin stillborn children delivered in Dublin hospital. Previous sonogram of the mother only showed one child. 08/22/1996 Flight 40014 from Xi'an to Shanghai crashed, killing all passengers. The bodies of 30 additional victims were found around the crash that could not be identified, while all people listed on the flight itinerary were accounted for. These SCP-5877 instances were found strapped into seats on top of identified passengers. Recoveries of Live SCP-5877 Instances: Initially, SCP-5877 was catalogued as a phenomenon associated only with dead bodies. In 2007, live instances of SCP-5877 were discovered, often in groups. The Foundation has located living SCP-5877 instances three times since then. Date: 05/14/2009 # of Instances: 54 Recovery: Foundation resources heard numerous rumors about a mining operation salvaging weaponizable anomalous materials from a quarry in Texas. While initial investigation did not find significant information to support the rumors, the concerns of a para-terrorism threat spurred a raid of the quarry. The raid did not find any anomalous materials. However, the mining operation was illegal, as it was unsanctioned and made use of slave labor, who were forced to sleep in the quarry. Questioning and processing of the labor force found that they were all SCP-5877 instances. Of note, Agent Tyler Maliz reported that, following the raid, he had encountered a young girl who appeared to have been watching the event from outside the quarry, taking notes in a bright pink journal. When questioned by Maliz, she acted similarly to an SCP-5877 instance, and was escorted to a transport and supposedly brought to a Foundation Site. However, she was unaccounted for in the final containment report. Due to her elusiveness and observant nature1, it was theorized that the girl may hold connections to the GoI-006 ("Nobody"). Additionally, due to the lack of individual records pertaining to the girl, she was labeled as an SCP-5877 instance. Following the processing of these SCP-5877 instances, MTF Theta-15 ("Name Taggers") was established to deal with identity-related anomalies, and interactions with Nobody. Personnel from the quarry raid were inducted as the first selection of Theta-15 members. Date: 07/22/2013 # of Instances: 74 Recovery: While tailing Nobody2 during a heavy rainstorm in Louisiana, MTF Theta-15 encountered a homeless shelter which had reached its maximum capacity. Numerous individuals both inside the shelter and requesting entry outside the shelter could neither identify themselves, nor matched Foundation records. Theta-15 requested Foundation transportation to arrive under the cover story of public transportation sent to relocate some of the homeless to a new shelter. Due to the rushed nature of the operation, it is believed that a small number of SCP-5877 instances were not properly recovered. However, due to their status, this was believed to have no significant impact on maintaining the Veil. Date: 12/12/2018 # of Instances: 37 Recovery: Foundation personnel received numerous tips about couples adopting children who had no given names from a single orphanage in Romania. The adoption process was described by participants as "simple" and "casual".3 Agent Maliz led MTF Theta-15 in a search of the orphanage under the guise of investigating possible human trafficking. The search met no resistance. All recovered SCP-5877 instances were under the age of 16. No adult SCP-5877 instance or baseline humans were encountered. Recovered SCP-5877 instances described the owner of the orphanage as a young woman who the younger instances called "Big Sis" and "Miss", and the older instances simply referred to with pronouns. Foundation personnel currently believe this is the same member of Nobody that was linked to the previous recoveries. Following each recovery of SCP-5877 instances, they were each amnestized, supplied with a name and personal history, and recorded in both internal Foundation databases, as well as relevant governmental systems. Nobody Capture: On 07/18/2023, Nobody was contained after robbing a Cold Stone Creamery in Longmont, Colorado. MTF Theta-15 tracked Nobody to a nearby hotel, where she was detained with no resistance. Following the Nobody GOI Project Coordinator, the International Affairs Specialist, and the SCP-5353 Project Lead, MTF Theta-15 captain Tyler Maliz was permitted to interview Nobody regarding SCP-5877. get to the analogy faster, too much puttering around before hand Nobody: It's been a long time since I've felt so popular. Maliz: Why did you let us catch you? Nobody: Oh come on. Even the egg head entertained some small talk. Maliz: We've spent decades chasing you, and this is the first time we've caught you. And it was because of a sloppy smash and grab where all you took was a goddamn ice cream cake. You're here for a reason. Nobody: Ooh, so that's where I've seen your face before! Maliz: So you recognize me. Nobody: Only vaguely. I'm good with faces, not so much names though so I could still use an introduction. It's much harder to have a chat with someone if you don't even know their name. Maliz sighs. Maliz: Fine. I'm Tyler Maliz. Nobody: I'm sensing some pent up resentment. Are you annoyed that I've been evading you this long? Maliz: You bit my mother fifty years ago. Nobody appears taken aback. Nobody: So… first of all I don't remember that, but secondly I feel like judging me by any actions I may or may not have taken fifty years ago is not a very charitable interpretation of who I am today. Maliz: You make a bad first impression. Nobody: So that probably was me but not like me sitting here me. Maliz: Now you're changing the topic. Why are you here? Nobody: You don't just expect me to tell you everything. Where's the fun in that? Maliz: Okay, fine. Where are your people then? Nobody: Oh? My people? Maliz: Every time we've seen you, there's always been people like you around. People without names, identities, anything beyond their bodies really. Like you. Nobody: I'll be honest, I didn't expect the rude field agent to ask the most interesting questions of me today. Maliz: You're deflecting. Nobody: Alright, alright. I know it would be easiest for me to tell you, but I can't. Maliz: Do you have a reason why? Nobody: It's against the rules. Maliz: Do you have a reason that's not bullshit? Nobody: You ever wonder why I only ever lead you to things but never tell you? Or why you never see me really doing anything? But you and I both know that I get things done. I'm like a universal handyman. Or handywoman, this time. Maliz: I don't see how that's a reason. Nobody: The best janitor is the one who keeps an office clean but is never seen around a mess. And no one in their right mind keeps a close eye on a plumber when he's fixing your pipes. If you see me doing my job, then I'm not really doing all that good a job then. And if I tell you how I change the roof tiles, then you'll think you can do it yourselves, only to fall off your house and break your neck. Those are the rules of being a handyman. Maliz: This is the best I'm getting out of you today, isn't it? Nobody: It's a much clearer answer than I gave to anyone else today. You could show at least a little gratitude. Maliz: I'll be taking my leave. Recovered Items: At the time of recovery, Nobody was carrying the following items: A .45 caliber glock 30. Serial number has been filed off. A Swiss army knife. The long blade, shortblade, can opener and wire stripper all are worn from heavy use. The screw driver tool has been sharpened to a point, and is stained with blood. A leather jacket. Does not appear to have been washed within the past 90 days. An IHOP rewards card. A pocket journal. Most of the pages have been torn out. Scans of the remaining entries are presented below: Cataclysm #TG-442, 7/14 Arrived at cataclysm location. Town hasn't changed much. Cause of cataclysm: Pending Rule 1 Violation Due to size and congregation of Flock #551, violation of Rule 1 is imminent. Size also prohibits natural reintegration. Intervention appears to be required. Current tailing entities: SCP, White Suit Cataclysm #TG-442, 7/15 Current messenger is running threadbare, need to find replacement, and preferably a suitable depot. Located flock spread out in nearby park. Locals have taken notice, however currently believe them to be a summer camp of sorts. Worried about night owls asking questions. No disruption events of note. Yet. Tailing entities: SCP, White Suit, Mrs. Englewood (surprised she still lives there) Cataclysm #TG-442, 7/16 Messenger is beginning to dissociate. Worried about recurrence of Rule 1 violation. Leukocytes converging on Flock #551. Car accident on Highway 33 most likely a disruption event. Barely anyone drives on that road, hard to believe two of them got into a head-on-head. Need to temporarily hide flock without breaking Rule 4. Tailing entities: SCP, White Suit, Mrs. Englewood Cataclysm #TG-442, 7/17 No sign of White Suit in two days. I definitely didn't lose him. Suspect interference attempt soon. Direct interaction with Mrs. Englewood successful. Rule 4 overcome. Englewood agreed to store Flock #551 in her barn. Used public transit in combination with Mrs. Englewood's truck to transport the flock. Surprised the buses are allowed, but then again those drivers have probably seen stranger things. Worried about disruption event escalation. Currently scouting large-scale reintegration options. May have to go with the failsafe. Tailing entities: SCP, White Suit, Mrs. Englewood Cataclysm #TG-442, 7/18 Sufficient information collected. Predicted cataclysm date: 5/21 5/22 Current obstacles: White Suit interference, messenger stamina, Rule 4, ensuring no recursion of Rule 1 violation Resources: Notebook, swiss army knife, .22 caliber (3 bullets), connections Lack of notable disruption events has me worried, but also gives me an idea. PoI-006 ("Nobody") Materials Report After going through the notes left in Nobody's journal, we've been able to locate the residence of one "Mirian Englewood". We also found reports of a large number of homeless individuals traveling from Longmont to a stop three miles from Mrs. Englewood's abode a few days ago. If history is anything to go by, the flock is a group of SCP-5877 Instances. The problem is, we know that Nobody has a history of tricks and deceit. This wouldn't be the first time they've yanked us around. We're skeptical that they would leave these notes behind for us to find. These feel like something planted. But if they are something planted, why would she call attention to her notebook as a resource? That's bound to make anyone suspicious of its contents. It is due to these concerns that additional interview with Nobody was held in an effort to gain any additional information. A transcript is presented below: Nobody: Hello! You know, I was a little worried I wasn't going to get to have another chat with you. Maliz: Your notes mentioned a "cataclysm". What is that? Nobody: Getting right to it then, are we? Maliz: Just answer the question. Nobody: Well, I imagine it is pretty self-explanatory. A cataclysm is a bad thing. Maliz: I'll be more specific then. What happens when a cataclysm occurs? Nobody: No idea. Maliz: You don't know? Nobody: My job is to stop them. If I ever knew what happened during a cataclysm that'd mean I'd broken the rules. Maliz: You're falling back to the rules again. Nobody: Is there a problem with that? Maliz: You're justifying your ignorance off of something you refuse to explain. It's a crude tactic. Nobody: Fine, I'll give you some context. Think of them like physics. We don't really understand parts of it, but it's probably grounded in something. Maliz: Now you're deflecting! I need you to tell me what this cataclysm is so we can stop it. Nobody: Oh, you're going to intervene yourself? Maliz: We can't let you do it. Nobody: I see. Well, if you want to fix it, you can probably just terminate the entire flock. Maliz: Excuse me? Nobody: Well, you need to clean up after yourselves, but yeah. That'd do it. Maliz: … huh. Nobody: What did you expect? Maliz: Not that. That… that was a bold call. Nobody: Oh? Is it now? Maliz: Well, you see, in your notes, you mentioned numerous times a "disruption event" clearly tied to the results of the cataclysm, but just now you told me you have no clue what happens. And given how smug you've been about your record, I'm inclined to believe that means you added those lines to your notes when you wrote them down to embellish the impact of the cataclysm. Or maybe the cataclysm doesn't even exist and you just want us to appear at the target's house on the given date. Nobody: So you're not going? Maliz: Let me finish. Because now, with me taking your word on the cataclysm, you told me to just… shoot them? If I really was just taking you at face value you'd be condemning those people to death. But you don't think I really believe you yet. And you're banking on that. Nobody: And you're explaining all this to me because? Maliz: Because if I wasn't reading between the lines right, you would've interrupted me more. You would've cast more doubt on what I'm saying. But… none of this leads to you escaping. None of this leads to a large trap. At best, you manage to neutralize some anomalies and a small number of our men but that's nothing in the grand scheme of things and you know that. Nobody: Which means? Maliz: Our interests may align. Nobody chuckles. Nobody: You sound unhappy about this. Maliz: You've never been the type to help us. Nobody: Now isn't that a self-centered view of it. Maliz: Then maybe you can elaborate? Nobody: Now it's my turn to imagine a hypothetical. Right now, we believe that there's seven billion people in the world right now, correct? What if I told you there were actually eight billion. That one out of every eight people you pass by on the street, see on a subway, or sit near at a restaurant, are unaccounted for. That aren't really supposed to be here. That the number of bodies in the world exceeds the number of names. How would we really know? Maliz: We don't produce enough resources to sustain an additional billion people. Nobody: Okay fine. Be pedantic. Let's call it a hundred thousand then. Honestly it would probably never get to a billion anyways. That'd be against the rules. Maliz: Is there something that actually enforces the rules? Nobody: Nothing explicit, but I believe that's what the cataclysms are for. Maliz: Penalties for breaking the rules? Nobody: I like to think of them as the universe… over compensating for cheating. It can get away with it though because no one really cares when a flock dies. As far as the world is concerned, it's just another body to the count. Did you know that there's no meaningful difference between ten and twenty people dying in a shooting? The count only matters when the victims have names and lives and connections to the rest of the world. Much easier to kill someone without a name. Maliz: That's what you're up to? Protecting these people from… the rules? Nobody: Is it that hard to imagine that someone who goes by "Nobody" is the messiah of the nameless? Shepherding my flocks into a new life? I have my rules to obey but at the end of the day all I want is to give them proper names so they can live proper lives. Luckily, names are cheap. The only caveat is they must be given to you. And well… I can't give names for obvious reasons. Maliz: So you string us along, because we can give them a new identity and reintegrate them into society. Nobody grins. Nobody: You have no idea how happy I am you're assigned to me. Maliz: Yeah, fuck you too. Incident 5877-I: On 9/21/19, MTF Theta-15 was deployed to recover the proper SCP-5877 instances from the Englewood Residence. Below is a timeline of events: <19:14> Theta-15 arrives at the Englewood residence. The team splits into two groups: Puma and Cougar. <19:16> Puma knocks on the entrance to the main house while Cougar approaches the barn, which is approximately 100m away from the house. <19:17> Mrs. Englewood opens the door. She appears visibly distressed. Puma members are introduced as door-to-door salesmen, and enter the house uninvited. <19:19> Cougar reaches the barn. Members don infra-red goggles to validate the presence of SCP-5877 instances. 32 distinct heat signatures are present. It is noted that the barn is unusually quiet given the number of individuals inside. <19:19> Mrs. Englewood insists that Puma must leave, citing that her husband does not like having visitors this late. It is noted that Mrs. Englewood lived alone, having divorced her husband six years prior. <19:20> Cougar opens the door to the barn. Inside are 31 SCP-5877 instances, as well as a man wearing a white suit (henceforth PoI-5877), who is holding a younger SCP-5877 instance, and pointing a gun at its head. <19:20> Cougar members demand that PoI-5877 release the SCP-5877 instance, and put down the gun. PoI-5877 responds by demanding the location of Nobody. Cougar refuses to divulge the information. <19:21> Mrs. Englewood grows desperate to remove Puma from her house, and attacks one member with a pan. Mrs. Englewood is subsequently restrained, and shouts "He'll kill me if you stay here" before being sedated. <19:21> PoI-5877 begins cursing to himself, while keeping his weapon trained on his hostage. Cougar demands that PoI-5877 surrender again. PoI-5877 backs up toward the rear exit to the barn, using his hostage as a shield. After he leaves through the exit, a single gunshot can be heard. The remaining SCP-5877 instances burst into screams. Cougar runs through the exit to find the SCP-5877 instance now on the ground, neutralized via bullet wound. <19:22> Puma finishes amnestizing Mrs. Englewood. <19:23> Cougar signal that it is safe for Foundation transports to collect the SCP-5877 instances. Following the incident, the 30 SCP-5877 instances were brought to Site-23 and held in standard humanoid containment lockers. Preparations were made to begin amnestization and reintegration on 5/23. Interview 5877.2: Due to the unexpected presences of PoI-5877, Agent Maliz arranged another interview with Nobody the following day to confront her about the unexpected hostile. <Begin Log> Maliz: Who the fuck was that? Nobody: Well that's not a great way to say hello. Maliz: That man in the white suit, why was he there? Nobody: I mean, he was part of the plan. Maliz: Why didn't you tell me about him? Nobody: You were doing so well, I would've felt bad if I pointed out any variables you missed. Maliz: He killed one of your people! Nobody: Weren't you the one who said a few deaths didn't mean much in the grand scheme of things? Maliz: For you! You wouldn't care about that. Nobody: Ah, well you're right there. But if you really want to know, the man was there because he's my ride out of here. Maliz: No. I don't believe that. Nobody: Swear on my life. Maliz: You're messing with me. Nobody: I am but that doesn't mean I'm lying. Maliz: Then why are you telling me? Nobody: Because it's how I start the next turn. Maliz: No. Nobody: No… what? Maliz: You're not going to just up and leave. You'll be lucky to see the light of day. This "game" is ridiculous. You're telling me your plan, so I'm going to put a stop to it. Nobody: That's sort of the problem though. You can't just stop it. You don't see? It's all part of the plan. Your knowledge of the plan is part of the plan. Every second you spend interviewing me is a second spent delaying something else. Waiting for an email to be delivered to your account. Waiting for one of your lab monkeys to bring by some chemicals. I can't see outside my cell but I can hear footsteps, the creaking of cart wheels, the chatter of security guards. Everything I've done up until this point is measured to a tee. Maliz: … that's cheating. Nobody: Come again? Maliz: That's cheating. You're not allowed to say that. Just claim that everything that's happened is part of a plan I can't ever verify. It's against the rules. It's a coward's move. Nobody: If it was against the rules, I wouldn't be allowed to say it. Maliz: Then you're bluffing. Nobody: I could be. But does that change how certain you are that Site-23 is still outside that door? Maliz: How do you know that designation? Nobody: A good plumber knows the house better than its occupants. Maliz: Back to the handyman shit again? Nobody: I'm sorry you're getting frustrated. Maliz: You don't mean that. Nobody: I like you Tyler. I really do. You remind me of your mother. You keep your eye on as much as you can and you have a good grasp of what you don't know. But today, I need you to doubt. I need you to be my witness, but a careful one. Containment breach alarms sound. Maliz: What the— Did you do this? Nobody: Of course not. I've been here. Talking to you. Maliz peeks his head out the door and attempts to wave down security guards. Maliz: I need an SCP escort! I can't leave this one alone! Nobody: But you know doctor, you could've been at the breach. It might've been you conducting whatever, or observing whatever procedure. Maliz: Just stop talking! I'm trying to get us out of here. Nobody: Don't worry about that too much. I was just about to take my leave anyways. Maliz: Excuse me? Nobody: Do take care of the girl. She's done well for me. PoI-5877 from Incident 5877-I enters the interview room brandishing a handgun. Maliz drops to the ground and reaches for his own gun. The SCP-5877 instance sitting across from Maliz screams. Maliz: Who are you? PoI-5877: That's not important. Who is that? PoI-5877 points at the screaming SCP-5877 instance. Maliz: Who the fuck are you? PoI-5877: We're on the same team today, I promise. I just need to know, if you recognize it. SCP-5877 Instance: Please, please don't kill me. Please don't shoot me please. Maliz looks at the SCP-5877 instance, who is now whimpering. Maliz: Wait… Nobody was here just a moment ago. PoI-5877: So you don't recognize it? Maliz: No. I don't. PoI-5877 lowers his gun. PoI-5877: Fuck. There is a pause. Both Maliz and PoI-5877 can be heard taking deep breaths over the sound of containment breach sirens. The SCP-5877 instance stops speaking, but can be heard sniffling. Maliz: [to PoI-5877] Are you supposed to be the cataclysm? PoI-5877: Pardon? Maliz: Nobody, when they were here they… they said something about a cataclysm. About reinforcing the rules of the universe. I'm wondering if they're referring to you. PoI-5877: Son, in the century that I have been hunting that monster, not once have I heard it use the word "cataclysm". Maliz: … goddamn it. PoI-5877 leaves the interview room, closing the door behind him. Maliz slowly stands, and sits back in his chair. He attempts to slow his heart rate as the containment alarms continue to sound. SCP-5877 Instance: Are you ok? Maliz: I've been played for a fool. But, otherwise I'm fine. Are you hurt? SCP-5877 Instance: No… but I could use some help. Maliz: Help you with what? SCP-5877 Instance: I— I don't know. I was just told that I wouldn't be left on my own, because there'd be someone around to help me. And the other man left, so it must've meant you. Maliz: I see. I guess, yeah. I'm going to help you. SCP-5877 Instance: … thank you. Maliz: I haven't done anything yet. SCP-5877 Instance: Yeah but… nobody has even offered before. <End Log> The containment breach was determined to be caused by critical failure of energy containment measures while performing testing on SCP-████. The exact source of these failures is unknown, as available documentation suggests that the measures passed preliminary testing earlier that day. The resulting explosion resulted in 40 casualties, consisting of 3 Foundation staff, 7 D-Class, and all 30 recovered SCP-5877 instances. PoI-5877 was later identified to be SCP-5353, who must have entered Site-23 during the breach resulting from the explosion. His oral reports indicate that he rescued several Foundation personnel trapped under debris before exiting the facility. Following this event, an official survey of survivors found that fewer members of the janitorial staff were accounted for than indicated by the custodian budget. However, no records could be found to indicate that any individual janitor was unaccounted for. The Man Who Wasn't There The Man In The White Suit Hub Hello, My Name Isn't Chiaroscuro Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, and Nobody's Encounters with The Man in the White Suit SCP-5353 -- Does Anyone Remember Fritz Obermeyer? Everyday Is Somebody's Birthday → SCP-5877 -- Nobodies ← Ghosts in the Machine Files intercepted from Anderson Systems personnel SCP-5375 -- Nobody and the Name Machine Epilogue: Nobody in Their Right Mind Footnotes 1. Specifically the act of diligent note taking 2. Identified as being the same girl found during the previous SCP-5877 recovery 3. Ethics Committee advised that adopted children from the orphanage be tracked and recovered due to concerns of the responsibility of parents adopting from such an institution. |
SCP-5878 | neutralized | Item#: 5878 Level4 Containment Class: neutralized Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: none Risk Class: none link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Assigned personnel are to monitor public broadcasting networks and internet platforms for descriptions identifiable as SCP-5878. Upon discovery, affected individuals are to be transported to Site-28 for questioning. Instances of SCP-5878 are to be stored in secure item lockers outfitted with cameras and audio recorders. Any irregularities are to be reported to appropriate personal immediately. Affected individuals are to be administered amnestics and provided with 2 years of counseling and/or therapy sessions by authorized therapists and psychologists at the discretion of the assigned lead researcher, currently Dr. Caesar Cantorello Dr. Elise O'Rourke. Description: SCP-5878 refers to multiple objects manifesting near individuals possessing severe psychological or emotional trauma. The specific object displays significant variation between instances, but in all cases, the object exhibits a dark appearance1. In almost all known cases, SCP-5878 manifests as an object identified as a memento which affected individuals confide in. The process by which SCP-5878 manifests is unknown. Upon physically contacting the affected object, individuals will enter a catatonic state for 2 to 4 hours. Following this, individuals will no longer exhibit a desire for self-mutilation or suicide. Succeeding this event, the affected object will cease any anomalous properties. + Access Document 5878-V - Instances Log Close Log Confirmed Instances of SCP-5878 Date & Location Instance Description of Event Status 11/07/2014, United States, Ohio SCP-5878-1 Ben Ward. Military veteran who served in the Vietnam War from 1967 to 1972. His wife, Marie Ward, died in labor shortly after Ben left to serve. SCP-5878 appeared as a wedding ring gifted to Ben by Marie during their marriage in 1965. Administered Class-C Amnestics Deceased 05/09/2014, Moscow, Russia SCP-5878-2 Egor Kuznetsoz. Subject experienced his childhood during the Soviet Union. Various instances of trauma, such as his father, Mikhail Kuznetsoz, being shot by the KGB in front of him. SCP-5878 appeared as a Matryoshka doll, gifted to him by his uncle in 1962. Administered Class-C Amnestics Deceased 05/11/2014, Nice, France SCP-5878-3 P█████ ██████. Main instance of trauma was the subject experiencing his parents' death in Incident ███-01-A at age 6. Since then, he has remained in an orphanage in ████████ for 7 years. SCP-5878 appeared as a teddy bear, given to him during his time in the orphanage. [DATA EXPUNGED] 16/01/2015, Gaza, State of Palestine SCP-5878-4 Adiba Nijem. Likely her brother's death in 2004 and her subsequent chronic depression triggered SCP-5878. Various other events such as bombings and her original house demolition in 2006. SCP-5878 appeared as a handmade doll of unknown origin. Administered Class-C Amnestics Deceased 08/03/2015, Chicago, United States SCP-5878-5 Darryl Brown. Convicted of double homicide, namely his own father and sister. Was found wrongly accused 9 years into his sentence. Has a history of drug abuse after the fact. SCP-5878 appeared as a needle primarily used for the administration of heroin. Administered Class-B Amnestics Deceased ██/04/2015, [REDACTED] SCP-5878-6 Elise O'Rourke. Suffered from a troubled childhood as well as losing both her parents due to a motor incident. SCP-5878 appeared as a violin gifted to her by her father shortly before passing. Amnestics unnecessary2. 13/06/2015, Penang, Malaysia SCP-5878-7 Sri Bin Nilam. Suffered from constant humiliation from classmates due to a birth defect affecting his facial structure. SCP-5878 appeared as a toy figurine, given to him by his grandmother before passing away. Administered Class-C Amnestics Deceased 19/08/2015, Dublin, Ireland SCP-5878-8 Carl Flannigan. Lost his sister and parents over the period of 6 months in 1972 while living in Northern Ireland due to bombings. SCP-5878 appeared as a cigar pipe Carl regularly used for smoking. Administered Class-B Amnestics Deceased 01/02/2016, Shenyang, China SCP-5878-9 Gao Zhou. Involved in a factory incident that left 24 dead. Left side of her face suffered 2nd degree burns. Diagnosed with severe asthma shortly after. SCP-5878 appeared as a painting in her household. Administered Class-C Amnestics Deceased 06/10/2016, Warsaw, Poland SCP-5878-10 Edward Mozska. Lost most of his family during the Holocaust through 1939 up until his sole escape from Belzec in 1942. SCP-5878 appeared as an amulet of unknown origin. Administered Class-B Amnestics Deceased 05/03/2017, Kyushu, Japan SCP-5878-11 Tomo Yahiro. Subject was a victim of the Kumamoto earthquakes in 2016, which resulted in the death of her parents and 2 siblings. SCP-5878 appeared as a Maneki-neko toy. Administered Class-C Amnestics Deceased 25/12/2017, London, England SCP-5878-12 Andrew Farrel. Subject was abandoned at birth and has since had to live on the streets of London for most of his life. SCP-5878 appeared as a box of no distinguishable origin. Administered Class-B Amnestics Deceased + Access Document 5878-G - Interview Log Close Log On ██/04/2015, Researcher Dr. Elise O'Rourke found an instance of SCP-5878 in her home. The following log contains an interview conducted by Head Researcher Dr. Caesar Cantorello. Begin Log, ██/04/2015 Dr. Cantorello: Hello, doctor. How are you? Dr. O'Rourke: I'm fine, thank you. Dr. Cantorello: So, could you please describe the event in question? Dr. O'Rourke: Of course. Um, where should I start? Dr. Cantorello: First of all, could you tell me what happened that could've caused SCP-5878 to spawn? Dr. O'Rourke: Right, yeah. Well… [Short silence] Dr. Cantorello: Doctor, are you alright? Dr. O'Rourke: Yes, I'm.. fine. Well, it began when I was seven or eight years old. Sometime around 1998. Honestly, I've kind of forced myself to forget about it. Dr. Cantorello: Well, please just tell us what you know. Dr. O'Rourke: The problem started with my dad. He was diagnosed with some sort of cancer. Don't know what it was exactly since he never told me. But he died when I was like, eight, or something. Dr. O'Rourke: Then my mom started dating this other guy. I don't really remember him much, but he became my stepdad pretty soon. And both of my parents were perfect matches for each other, in that they were both moody, arrogant pieces of, uh, crap. Dr. Cantorello: So do you think this impacted your mental health negatively? Dr. O'Rourke: Oh, absolutely. Maybe if it was only my mom, it wouldn't have been that bad. At least she actually cared about me slightly, between the times she wouldn't stop rambling on about how she wished she never had me. Dr. Cantorello: And your stepfather? Dr. O'Rourke: Oh, he was worse. I really don't know what my mom saw in him. He had a decent job over in a finance firm, so I guess that was it. But he was constantly drinking and came home in terrible moods. And, unlike my mom, he didn't care about me at all. His abuse turned physical for me and my mom. Dr. Cantorello: I see. Now, your file says that both of your parents were killed in an accident. Could you elaborate on that? [Short silence] Dr. O'Rourke: Yeah, um.. Dr. Cantorello: Doctor, if you find this uncomfortable, I can omit this from the interview log at your request. Dr. O'Rourke: No, no, it's fine. I just gotta get my bearings straight for a second. Dr. Cantorello: Of course. [Short silence. Sniffling sounds are heard] Dr. O'Rourke: Well, I don't actually know what happened exactly. As far as I know, my mom gave my stepdad a call to pick her up from work. I'm not sure why he agreed, since he usually doesn't pick people up. But he went anyway. I think he was under the influence at the time, which explains what happened next. Dr. Cantorello: And where were you? Dr. O'Rourke: Violin practice. I only found out what happened to them after nobody came to pick me up. Dr. Cantorello: [Writing] Thank you, doctor. Now, what happened on the night SCP-5878 appeared? Dr. O'Rourke: Well, I came home from work, as usual. I wasn't in a great mood, but I had an urge to find my old violin. I really don't know why. I suppose SCP-5878 was influencing me? It was like a nostalgic feeling was sweeping over myself, even though I hadn't played the violin in years. Dr. O'Rourke: So I searched my old cupboard, expecting to find my violin all dusty and un-tuned. But I saw something else instead. It was something in the shape of my violin, but pitch black. It had no colour or light on it, or anything really. Dr. Cantorello: So I'm assuming this was SCP-5878? Dr. O'Rourke: Seemed to be. And the thing is, I knew exactly what it was. I was assigned to research it 3 months before. But I just had the urge to come closer. It was like a voice was telling me what to do. And I just sort of… did it. Dr. Cantorello: So then what happened? Dr. O'Rourke: I fell into a trance. Well, I think it was a trance. It felt like I was transported into my head, and I was losing control over my body. But it didn't feel unpleasant, really. On the contrary, I felt… unburdened, if that makes sense. Like weight was being lifted from my shoulders. Sorry, does this seem a little ridiculous to you? Dr. Cantorello: Not at all. Please, continue. Dr. O'Rourke: Well, uh.. I heard this voice. I don't actually remember what it was like. But it was sorta soothing, like a therapist. It told it all my trauma, more smoothly that I'd ever told it before. And I had no problem with it either. Like, I usually never talk about it, but I just sorta did it in that moment. Dr. Cantorello: And did the voice respond? Dr. O'Rourke: It did. Honestly, I don't know why my memory of the voice is so foggy. The experience just felt so.. surreal. But the voice talked to me. It went on for what felt like years. And I stood there listening to every word. It really was like a therapy session, except much more effective than any therapist I ever went to. Dr. Cantorello: And do you think this event removed any negative thoughts you may have had? Dr. O'Rourke: …negative thoughts? Sorry sir, what do you mean exactly? Dr. Cantorello: As in, suicidal, or an urge to self-harm, assuming you had those thoughts to begin with. [Brief silence] Dr. O'Rourke: Yeah.. it did. Dr. Cantorello: [Writing] Thank you for your help doctor. I have one last thing to ask before I end this interview. Do you still wish to continue researching SCP-5878? Given your first-hand experience, your insight would be valuable. However, if you feel uncomfortable given recent developments, you can leave the team. Dr. O'Rourke: I… no, I think I'll stay. At the very least, I know how it feels now. Maybe it'll make conducting the interviews a little easier. If you don't mind me taking charge of them. Dr. Cantorello: By all means, Doctor. Thank you for your time. End Log Addendum-01: See Report-5878-a for details. Special Containment Procedures have been updated accordingly. + ENTER CREDENTIALS 4/5878 + ENTER CREDENTIALS 4/5878: ACCESS GRANTED It's come to the Foundation's attention recently that victims of SCP-5878 have been exhibiting extreme mental instability. Almost all current individuals have been diagnosed with some form of manic or chronic depression, as well as other types of mental illnesses such as psychosis or bipolar disorder. The current thesis is that this is a by-product of amnestic use and it impacts their serotonin reuptake, which dramatically impacts their mental health. I know this is a massive development, both on what we've done regarding the individuals affected by SCP-5878, and what we plan to do in the future. I know many of you have expressed discomfort after learning of these consequences. I have to admit I feel terrible after being briefed myself. If any of you wish to leave this project, feel free to do so. I will personally bid you farewell. However, leaving SCP-5878 unchecked is a massive security risk that puts the Foundation's secrecy into jeopardy. I have proposed a solution, one I know many of you will fell uncomfortable with, but one that needs to be done. Amnestic use will continue, as will the effects. I will personally ensure that every single affected individual will receive proper counseling and help from trained experts across the world. These people will not be left alone, I will see to that myself. Harden your hearts, my friends. I know many will disagree with my actions, but this is for the greater good. Dr. Caesar Cantorello - Head Researcher Addendum-02: Over the course of 2 years and 10 months, a series of events occurred that resulted in the neutralization of SCP-5878. The documents have been dubbed "The Mori Events". + Access Document 5878-M - The Mori Events Close Logs Document 5878-M-1: On 01/02/2017 at approximately 1700 hours, SCP-5878-7 was reported missing from its containment cell. No signs of a break-in were present. Following this event, Special Containment Procedures were updated to include one security guard stationed outside the containment cell. Document 5878-M-2: On 12/03/2017, SCP-5878-5 was reported missing from containment. Security footage shows the entity seemingly disappearing from its position at 1242 hours. In the place of SCP-5878-5, words were embedded into the marble pedestal on which it stood on. The words were comprised of an unknown black substance that absorbed light similarly to the material of SCP-5878. Does the Foundation know how it feels to fall from grace? How it feels to have everything taken away? How it feels to call for help from the darkest pits of the abyss? The reason for SCP-5878-5's disappearance is unknown, nor the meaning of the message. Further documentation is to follow. Document 5878-M-3: 12/04/2017. SCP-5878-1 disappears in a similar fashion. A message of similar construction to that of SCP-5878-5 is found. When the monsters, who you believe to be evil, become benevolent; what is your purpose? Additionally, Ben Ward, the subject who manifested SCP-5878-1, was found deceased in his home due to cardiac arrest. Darryl Brown, subject who manifested SCP-5878-5, was also found deceased in an alleyway due to an overdose of heroin, a month prior to Document 5878-M-3. The relation between these events, if any, is not yet known. Document 5878-M-4: 15/04/2017. Sri Bin Nilam, the subject who manifested SCP-5878-7, was found deceased in a river near ██████. Reports seem to indicate suicide, although no confirmations have been made. The date of this event is approximately 2 months and 2 weeks before the writing of Document 5878-M-4. Document 5878-M-5: 18/06/2017, 1636 hours. SCP-5878-8 reported missing, leaving another message. Despite everything, you are still cold. Cruelty still courses through every single one of you. Why? Carl Flannigan is also found deceased near the bottom of the Cliffs of Moher in an apparent suicide. Document 5878-M-6: 31/09/2017, 0920 hours. SCP-5878-2 reported missing. Another message is left. The answer is simple. The truth is unfortunate. Not even you know. Egor Kuznetsov is reported missing my local authorities. His current status is unknown. A cadaver was found in █████████ matching the description of Egor Kuznetsov. Cause of death seems to be death by overdose of medication. Document 5878-M-7: 26/12/2017, 2051 hours. SCP-5878-10 reported missing. Another message is left. Despite everything, you still don’t change. You don’t adapt. Everyone and everything suffers because of it. Edward Mozska is found deceased in his apartment due to cardiac arrest. Document 5878-M-8: 04/03/2018, 0216 hours. SCP-5878-9 was reported missing. Another message is left. Self-proclaimed keepers of peace. In reality, you are all the keepers of the light and dark. Both cannot prosper as long as you stand your ground. Gao Zhou is found deceased in her apartment in Shenyang. Cause of death is suicide by asphyxiation. Following this, Senior Researcher Dr. Caesar Cantorello steps down as Head Researcher of SCP-5878, replaced by Dr. Elise O'Rourke. No changes to Special Containment Procedures or protocol is made. Document 5878-M-9: 09/08/2018, 1252 hours. SCP-5878-11 is reported missing. Another message is left. Innocence can never be kept pure. It will always be tainted by the likes of you. Tomo Yahiro is found deceased in a lake, west of █████. Cause of death is unknown. Document 5878-M-10: 11/04/2019, 1612 hours. SCP-5878-4 is reported missing. The place that offers salvation is one you destroy. All of you. Every single one. Adiba Nijem is reported missing. Adiba Nijem is found deceased. No details have been released. Document5878-M-11: 02/12/2019, 0000 hours. SCP-5878-12 is reported missing. Cherish what little you have left. It is all you can hope for now. Andrew Farrel is found deceased in the streets of London. Cause of death is hypothermia. Addendum-03: Statement regarding the status of SCP-5878. + ENTER CREDENTIALS 4/5878 + ENTER CREDENTIALS 4/5878: ACCESS GRANTED To everyone on the team, This is a message for the few people who are still with me. Formality isn't my forte, but I suppose I have to get this out there. SCP-5878 is being reclassified as Neutralized. There hasn't been any new instances for over 2 years and the last major event was a few months ago. If you enjoy getting free paychecks, get ready for that to end. I know most of you have read my interview log, and subsequently all the depressing shit that's been happening these past few years. It really doesn't seem like time's gone by that fast. In a way, I suppose it's a great time to reflect on my mistakes. When I was first recruited to join the Foundation, I wanted to help people. Looking back, I've done the opposite. Ten people are dead. Ten deaths that could've been prevented. Honestly, there isn't anyone to blame but myself. I remember conducting almost every interview. It was basically the only thing I was good at. I suppose I enjoyed it, too. Seeing all those people happy for the first time in a while. I knew how it felt, and I liked seeing all the other victims experiencing it too. Well, I call them "victims" of SCP-5878, but really, it saved them. They're victims of us. We made their lives worse up until the end. And I could've stopped it too, but I didn't. I spoke with almost all of them. Ben Ward, he was diagnosed with PTSD and chronic depression that SCP-5878 somehow managed to cure. Darryl Brown said that he was going to quit drug abuse. In fact, all of them said that they were going to thoroughly change their lives for the better. But it didn't matter. When we administered amnestics, they lost their initiatives. Their mental states got even worse. Maybe it was "for the greater good", but the moral compass in me says it wasn't. Whatever the entity was that was leaving those messages probably agrees with me. It's also more disappointed in me than all the victims combined. I could blame Dr. Cantorello for this, but that would just be too easy. He knew what he was doing, but he didn't know what these people were feeling. I did. And I didn't stop it. I've rambled on quite a bit for a document I'm planning to give to other people. I'm just happy to get as far away from all of this as possible. Maybe that's for the best. Good luck to all of you. Try to do the right thing. 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SCP-5879 | neutralized | SCP-5879: Take Me to the Moor Author: Cyvstvi. Image Credit: See comments. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Cyvstvi Take Me to the Moor by Cyvstvi More by this author Footnotes 1. Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals. 2. A symbol or pattern intended to ward off bad influences, malevolent magic or curses, and turn away the attention of spirits and witches. 3/5879 LEVEL 3/5879 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-5879 Neutralized A view of Saddleworth Moor from the A635, overlooking Dovestones Reservoir. Special Containment Procedures: No Special Containment Procedures are required at this time. Further records pertaining to SCP-5879's historical extranormal events are available upon request from Site-37. Description: SCP-5879 refers to a plethora of anomalous phenomena that affected the region surrounding Saddleworth Moor, United Kingdom, between 1963 and 2018. SCP-5879 is a retroactive designation. The vast majority of anomalous phenomena, now recognised as constituting SCP-5879, was classed as extranormal until 2018. Addendum 5879.1: List of Extranormal Events INCIDENT LOG Date: 5th July, 1963 RSPCA1 officer Walter Diley reported a stolid stench emanating from the blanket bog covering a small area of Saddleworth Moor, east of the A635 road, whilst documenting local wildlife. Subsequent investigation of the smell by local authorities reported the existence of rapidly growing flowering hemlock within the blanket bog. This hemlock was identified as the source of the smell by local authorities. The odor was attributed to the hemlock's rapid growth-death cycle, as upon expiration it would release an offensive odor into the surroundings. INCIDENT LOG Date: 21st December, 1972 Between the 21st December 1972 and the 5th January 1973, the local authorities received numerous complaints concerning the water quality within the boroughs of Kirklees, Oldham, and Greater Manchester. Commonly reported issues included: Incidental low pressure of available water. Dark discolouration of the water. Chemical analysis concluded that this colour was produced by the introduction of ink somewhere within the water supply. Noticeable build-up of ash and/or soot within tap openings, sinks, and the interiors of drain piping and gutters. Following these complaints, the local council investigated the source of the boroughs' water supply, Dovestones Reservoir, located in Saddleworth Moor. A severe blockage was located within one of the water supply channels that led to the local water treatment plant. The cause of said blockage was identified as a congealed mass of torn paper that had become wedged within the centre of the channel. The mass, weighing 1.5kg, was recovered on the same day. The majority of the writing upon the scraps of paper was obfuscated by water damage. Of what little writing remained visible, the only legible words consisted of "Will I burn in Hell?" INCIDENT LOG Date: 20th February, 1984 Suffer Little Children by The Smiths aired continuously on all radio channels available within the region surrounding Saddleworth Moor. The song eventually faded out after two hours of continuous play with the repetition of the song's closing lyrics: "…on the moor". INCIDENT LOG Date: 19th September, 1987 The entire population of Manchester, England was affected by a mass psychogenic illness. The event consisted of the participants linking hand in hand with one another and dancing around the city. Affected individuals were observed dancing erratically, jumping from one foot to the other. Activity ceased after 19 minutes. Following mass amnestication of the public, it was discovered that 683 participants had expired from the event. 17 individuals were declared deceased from exhaustion. The remaining deceased had collapsed into the River Irwell and drowned. Exhumation of the submerged remains has uncovered that they sustained extensive damage to the pulmonary system identical to that caused by smoke inhalation. INCIDENT LOG Date: 24th June, 2018 On the 24th June, 2018, Saddleworth Moor spontaneously set fire. Fifty homes and one-hundred residents from the neighbouring regions were evacuated by local authorities. The majority of the wildfire was subterranean as it had set the peat beneath the moor alight. By the time that the fire had been extinguished on the 17th July, 2018, 18km2 of moorland had been devastated with the smoke plume floating high above Saddleworth Moor for the next three days. Subsequent investigations of the incident discovered that witnesses of the initial fire had observed an unidentified individual dancing on the Mancunian-side of Saddleworth Moor. Further investigation is pending. Addendum 5879.2: Discovery DISCOVERY LOG Date: 18th July, 2018 A series of scorch marks resembling a caerdroia was discovered upon Saddleworth Moor in the aftermath of the 2018 wildfire. The area surrounding the caerdroia, remaining entirely untouched by the wildfire, resembled an apotropaic mark.2 A caerdroia is a type of medieval Cretan labyrinthine maze commonly found across the British Isles. In England, they are more commonly known as a Troy Town. Historically associated with folk dance rituals, they are now believed to have been a source of entertainment for children. Excavation of the scorched turf uncovered a shallow grave containing the burnt skeleton of a young girl. The body was recovered with its head bowed, its arms hugging its knees, and its legs drawn up close to the chest. Further anomalous events are deemed unlikely. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5879" by Cyvstvi, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5879. 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SCP-5880 | euclid | close Info X SCP-5880 - Praise Unto the Glorious Influenza, the Great and Contagious Religious Influenza Praise. For more by me, check out the [* https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/greyve-author-page Greyve Page]! 94.57% (+87) 5.43% (-5) -% (+0) -% (-0) Item#: 5880 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: danger link to memo SCP-5880 Special Containment Procedures: Samples of SCP-5880 are currently kept suspended in a liquid nitrogen canister in the Anomalous Biohazard Storage wing of Site-49. Access to the item or information regarding the item is prohibited unless approved by the item's acting HMCL Supervisor, currently Senior Researcher Lukas Johansson. Known instances of SCP-5880-1 are to be sedated for approximately 3 weeks. Recovered instances are to be quarantined until 24 hours after the cessation of symptoms, at which point they are to be subjected to amnestic therapy sufficient to eradicate all memories of the symptomatic period. Paravirology Division Unit 2 has been assigned to the investigation of SCP-5880 and other non-anomalous strains of influenza and develop vaccinations as necessary. Description: SCP-5880 is an anomalous, highly contagious strain of Influenza B contracted through either physical or memetic infection. Initial infection of SCP-5880 progresses similarly to other, non-anomalous infections. Common symptoms include coughing, congestion, upper respiratory irritation, head/body ache, fever, and fatigue. Due to the anomalous effects of SCP-5880, infected individuals are significantly less likely to receive medical assistance, and thus more likely to suffer complications. The current fatality rate is approximately 32%. SCP-5880-1 designates any symptomatic carriers of SCP-5880. Anomalous properties manifest with the onset of compulsory symptoms, approximately 48 hours after initial infection. Following this, individuals will begin to religiously worship the influenza virus, as well as related infections and symptoms. The specific actions varies between individuals, but in all instances, individuals will attempt to actively transmit SCP-5880 and proliferate instances of SCP-5880-1. Sedation during the symptomatic period of SCP-5880 infection has thus far been effective in preventing this effect. Addendum 5880-1: Discovery On 11/12/2019, Senior Researcher Lukas Johansson submitted a behavioral report regarding his assigned team of Foundation personnel investigating the global outbreak of Influenza B for potentially anomalous influences. The following records includes the report and subsequent documentation. ▼ Report 5880-1 ▲ Close Administrative Report November 12th, 2019 Senior Researcher Lukas Johansson As the most senior researcher assigned to my team (after accounting for the condition of liable administrative personnel), I am submitting a report regarding the situation in Site-██. In short, personnel have taken a religious stance regarding our current investigation into the global Influenza B outbreak, and are actively worshiping the flu, including compromising the sanitation of the facilities by actively spreading infections. Our whole site is in total disarray, and I am not completely sure how to describe the situation. I am requesting a formal retrieval and disinfection program, considering the severity of the situation. Attached are several documents to corroborate my claims. Senior Researcher Lukas Johansson Paravirology Division Unit 2 ▼ Surveillance Report 1 ▲ Close Security Recording Transcript Date: 11/2/2019 Location: Site-██ Involved: Field Agent Naomi Hoffman Junior Researcher Jordan Keane [BEGIN LOG] (Hoffman coughs into into her elbow while Keane is passing.) Keane: Bless you. (Hoffman turns to face Keane.) Hoffman: Umm…that was a cough. Keane: Not merely a cough, I pray. Hoffman: I didn't really take you for the religious type- (Keane proceeds to cough into his hands and reaches towards Hoffman's face.) Hoffman: What the hell are you doing? Keane: May the Glorious Influenza, the Great and Contagious, bless you and keep you- (Hoffman pushes Keane away.) Hoffman: Calm the fuck down. What are you on about? (Keane coughs into his hands and reaches towards Hoffman.) Keane: Praise be to its Divine and Pleomorphic Virion, and may it enter all cells indiscriminately! (Hoffman steps back and reaches towards the security intercom.) Hoffman: Alright, last call for "just a prank" town. After that, we're heading right into "security, get him the fuck away from me" station. (Keane continues approaching Hoffman while reciting the full chemical compositions of hemagglutinin and neuraminidase glycoproteins. Hoffman dials the security intercom while trying to shield herself from Keane's intentional coughing. Momentarily, the security officer arrives to remove Keane, who resists and continues speaking.) Keane: The Church meets on Wednesdays in the break room- (The security officer gags Keane while he attempts to cough on the security personnel.) [END LOG] ▼ Surveillance Report 2 ▲ Close Security Recording Transcript Date: 11/6/2019 Location: Site-██ Involved: Junior Researcher Miranda Bates Junior Researcher Arjun Dhurani Security Officer Brandon Eckhart Field Agent Naomi Hoffman Field Agent Tori Sherman Technician Ari Smith Senior Researcher Cole Watson [BEGIN LOG] (Gathered individuals are sitting in a circle.) Watson: Is this everyone? Who is new? (Eckhart and Hoffman raise their hands.) Watson: We welcome one and all to the Church of (Coughs). Our Great and Holy Lord does not despise those who are yet untouched by his Divine and Pleomorphic Virions, amen? Bates: Amen. Sherman: Amen. Dhurani: Praise unto the Glorious Influenza, the Great and Contagious, and I echo amen. Smith: Indeed, amen. Let us partake in the worship of the Most High (Coughs)! (All gathered individuals begin coughing intentionally onto each other and repeating blessings.) Watson: Now, first order of business. Where are Brother Keane and Sister Wang? (Crowd murmurs.) Eckhart: May the Most High (Coughs) forgive me. I was the one who betrayed Brother Keane to the healthy heathens, when I had not felt the congestion of the Glorious Influenza, Great and Contagious. (Sherman, who is sitting next to Eckhart, salivates into her hand and places it on Eckhart.) Sherman: The Most High (Cough) is a gracious and merciful lord, Brother Eckhart. You have been forgiven, for you did not know your folly. (All gathered individuals begin coughing intentionally on Eckhart.) Smith: Now, let us turn to the preachings of the Most High in repentance. Watson: Yes. (Bates retrieves what appears to be her research notes, covered in scribbling and incomprehensible writing, and begins reading.) Bates: "The heathen deoxyribose fornicated with protein, creating a most unholy union. But the (Coughs), said, 'I shall not abandon you; though you have become complex lifeforms, I infect you, that you may return to the ribonucleic acid from where all life came.'" (All gathered individuals begin coughing and nodding.) Bates: "And the (Coughs) said, 'You shall know then when your noses are congested or running, and your head and body aches. Then your fever shall rise high, and you shall cough plentifully." (All gathered individuals begin coughing.) Bates: You guys don't have to do that after every verse, you know? (All gathered individuals begin coughing and nodding.) [END LOG] Note: Events transpired for several more hours. Gathered individuals attempted to coerce passersby into joining the session, to no avail, and continued reading from Bates' notes. Following the events, several staff used the break room before it could be properly sanitized, spreading the infection. ▼ Medical Report ▲ Close Medical Department November 10th, 2019 Dr. Joseph Hart The current state of affairs is absolutely intolerable. Those infected are spreading the infection to others, the sanitation of the medical wing is simply nonexistent, and I am likely the last remaining medical doctor who is still sane. For goodness' sake, twenty or some medical personnel were chanting "Long live the Most High!" after poor Dr. Rizvi died of influenza. We've dealt with hundreds of superviruses and anomalous diseases, and what finally got him was the flu. All of you in administration won't hold out for long. I already got infected, what with all the coughing that's going on, and I am in charge of sanitation. Dr. Joseph Hart Medical Sanitation Supervisor ▼ Administrative Report ▲ Close Administrative Department November 10th, 2019 Site Director Niklas Almqvist Everything is going wonderfully. Praise be to the Glorious Influenza, the Great and Contagious. Site Director Niklas Almqvist Site-██ Administration Addendum 5880-2: Incident 5880-1 On 11/12/2019, MTF β-7 ("Maz Hatters") Squad B was deployed to quarantine Site-██ and contain infected personnel for testing. Following this, containment procedures were developed, and Site-██ was recontained. Personnel were interviewed, and then promptly administered appropriate medication and amnestics. Samples of SCP-5880 were retrieved and placed in containment. ▼ Extraction Log ▲ Close Extraction Audio/Video Transcript Date: 11/13/2019 Assigned MTF: MTF β-7 (“Maz Hatters”) Squad B β-7B Lead Taylor β-7B-1 Gwan β-7B-2 Moore β-7B-3 Nelson [BEGIN LOG] β-7B Lead Taylor: Recorder's on. Everyone, check your mics. β-7B-1 Gwan: Check. β-7B-2 Moore: Check. β-7B-3 Nelson: Triple-check. β-7B Lead Taylor: Command, can you hear me? Command: Roger, Team Lead. β-7B Lead Taylor: Alright. Remember, we're using tranqs, so don't get any funny ideas. Everyone should be with the Foundation.(Pauses) Everyone checked their suits, right? β-7B-1 Gwan: Affirmative. β-7B-3 Nelson: Affirmative. β-7B-2 Moore: Hang on. (Pauses)Yeah, I'm set. β-7B Lead Taylor: Alright. Think we're good to go, Command. Command: Opening the door…now. (Command remotely opens the secure access entry to Site-██, and the team enters.) β-7B-3 Nelson: Well, good thing the power's still on. I definitely have a preference for being able to see a meter ahead of me. β-7B-1 Gwan: Everything's better than the cave last time, Nelson. β-7B-3 Nelson: You know, Gwan, I don't disagree. β-7B Lead Taylor: Right. So, apparently, the thing we're dealing with isn't just viral, but also has some sort of compulsory component, so…be prepared for weird. β-7B-2 Moore: Weird is always better than deadly. (Coughing is audible in the background.) β-7B-3 Nelson: Oh boy. Here we go. (Team turns the corner and approaches a group of around 20 infected Foundation personnel gathered in a circle and coughing profusely.) Infected Personnel: Praise be unto the Most High (Coughs)! May its Divine and Pleomorphic Virions return us all to its gracious hold! β-7B-1 Gwan: What the fuck. (Infected personnel turns to face the approaching team.) Infected Personnel: The heretics have come for us! (Gathered infected personnel begin shouting and coughing intentionally, while running towards the team carrying knives.) β-7B-3 Nelson: Hey Moore, how 'bout weird and deadly? (Team begins retreating, occasionally stopping to fire tranquilizers at the mob.) Infected Personnel: Destroy the infidels' cladding, and bring the Most High (Coughs) unto- (Infected personnel is cut off when he is tranquilized by β-7B Lead Taylor.) Command Alright, head for the lockdown chambers, at the end of the hallway, on the left. β-7B Lead Taylor: Roger that. (Several infected personnel reach for the team and slash at their suits, barely missing.) β-7B-3 Nelson: Who the fuck designed these and didn't make them puncture-proof? (Team reaches the end of the hallway and turns into the lockdown rooms. Command remotely activates the door as several infected personnel stumble into the room, who are quickly tranquilized by the team.) β-7B-2 Moore: (Panting) Well, what now, Taylor? β-7B Lead Taylor: (Pauses to catch breath) Command? Command: Exit from the side door and head towards the bathrooms. Then, wait for an individual to enter, and retrieve them. β-7B Lead Taylor: Copy that. β-7B-3 Nelson: Um, one question. β-7B Lead Taylor: What's that? β-7B-3 Nelson: Male or female? 'Cause Moore and I are male, so- β-7B-1 Gwan: (Sighs) Just…shut up, Nelson. β-7B-3 Nelson: It's a legitimate question! I'd like to know the logistics- β-7B Lead Taylor: Moore and you can go into the male bathroom. Gwan and I will go into the female bathroom. β-7B-3 Nelson: And what if the infected take us on while we're split up? β-7B Lead Taylor: (Pointing to security camera.) Command can keep an eye on them. β-7B-3 Nelson: A-alright. Command: Opening doors…now. (Command remotely opens the lockdown chamber side door. Team rapidly exits, and covertly proceeds towards the bathrooms. Team then splits up, with β-7B Lead Taylor and β-7B-1 Gwan entering the female bathroom and β-7B-2 Moore and β-7B-3 Nelson entering the male bathroom.) β-7B-2 Moore: And now we wait. (Several minutes pass before an individual enters the male restroom. β-7B-2 Moore and β-7B-3 Nelson quickly apprehend him.) Individual: Wait. Wait, are you guys the Haz Matters? β-7B-2 Moore: Maz Hatters. And wouldn't you like to know. (To Command) We got one. Individual: Ah, here's the thing. I'm not…um…infected. Name's Lukas Johansson, Senior Researcher. I'm…ah, the guy who sent the report. Command: Affirmative, individual identifies as Senior Lukas Johansson. Moore, Nelson, you can let him go. β-7B-3 Nelson: (Muttering) Just our luck. Give us a whole site of literal sickos and the one guy we fetch is clean. Johansson: Well, on the bright side, I'm not trying to get you guys infected. (Johansson steps to the side.) Johansson: Plus, I can get you guys samples, if you follow me. β-7B-2 Moore: (Nods) Right then. (To β-7B Lead Taylor over intercom) Taylor, we got someone useful. Still seems sane. Says he can get us samples. β-7B Lead Taylor: Roger that. (To β-7B-1 Gwan) Let's go. (Team regroups.) β-7B-2 Moore: This is Dr. Lukas Johansson. The guy who tipped the site off. β-7B Lead Taylor: (Nods towards Johansson) Right. Nice to meet you. I'm Marissa Taylor, lead member of MTF-Beta-Seven, "Maz Hatters", Squad B. (Johansson extends a hand towards Taylor.) β-7B Lead Taylor: Save it for later. Let's get the samples and get out of here first. Johansson: (Retracting hand) Right then. Follow me. (Johansson leads the team down the hallway.) β-7B-1 Gwan: So, doc, what exactly happened here? Johansson: I'm still not completely sure. I know there's some sort of…compulsory aspect to it, I think - it's outside of my field of expertise. Matter of fact, I'm probably the only one in my whole team that hasn't had to deal with memetic stuff, since I got transferred from Unit 4 after Unit 2 dealt with [* https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-2559 SCP-2559], and half the team died. The past few weeks, our unit has only been studying influenza…hardly anything especially dangerous, or anomalous. β-7B-3 Nelson: You mean to tell me that all those researchers-turned-crazed-cultists just have the flu? Johansson: Again, I'm not completely sure. There's been some sort of mutation, is all I know. I've been working by myself the past few days. (Pauses.) Alright, we're here. (Johansson removes his keycard and opens the door. The team enters what appears to be an office, filled with misplaced laboratory equipment.) Johansson: This is my office, where I've been hiding out. I moved a bunch of lab equipment here to work on research. Feel free to help yourselves to some Coke. (Johansson turns back towards the team.) Johansson: Right. Suits. Can't drink. My bad. β-7B Lead Taylor: We just need the samples, and any relevant documentation or information you have. β-7B-3 Nelson: I'll take a can, if you don't mind- β-7B Lead Taylor: I mind, Nelson. β-7B-3 Nelson: We only have Pepsi back at- Johansson: (Chuckles) It's alright, I can carry some. (Pointing) The samples are in those Petri dishes. (β-7B Lead Taylor places the Petri dishes into her pack.) β-7B Lead Taylor: Alright. Let's move out. Johansson: Not so fast. The Church has a prayer session in a few minutes, and it'll be much easier to sneak out then. Command: Several hostiles are en route to your current location. β-7B Lead Taylor: Never mind that. We need to go, now. Johansson: What? Oh. Oh, right. The security cameras! They must be watching us- (Johansson is cut off by the sound of distant coughing.) Johansson: Shit! We need to go, now! (Johansson opens the door and ushers the team out, and then follows them as they run towards the exit.) β-7B-2 Moore: The closest exit should be the administrative exit. Johansson: (Shaking his head) No can do. Admin sealed themselves in when they learned about the outbreak. The idiots locked themselves in, and the air vents got them all infected. β-7B Lead Taylor: Then which exit? Johansson: The service exit. β-7B Lead Taylor: Got it. (The sound of coughing becomes louder, and team sees a crowd of around 30 Foundation personnel in close proximity.) β-7B-3 Nelson: Here we go again. (Infected personnel notice the team, and begin shouting and coughing loudly, before chasing the team.) Infected Personnel: Is that Johansson? Johansson: Is that you, Keane? Keane: Why do you resist the Most High (Coughs)? (β-7B Lead Taylor and β-7B-3 Nelson turn to fire at the mob while β-7B-2 Moore continues escorting Johansson towards the exit.) (A number of infected personnel manage to catch up to Johansson, coughing profusely.) Infected Personnel: I've got you now, vile infidel! (Johansson throws the cans of Coca-Cola at the infected personnel, causing them to exclaim in pain and lose their grip on Johansson.) β-7B Lead Taylor: Alright, let's get out of here! (β-7B Lead Taylor and β-7B-3 Nelson turn and sprint to catch up with the team. Command remotely opens the service exit, and the team runs out of the site. Support unit stationed nearby tranquilizes the few personnel that manage to exit before the door closes.) Johansson: (Panting) We…we did it. (Johansson turns to face β-7B-3 Nelson.) Johansson: Sorry about the Coke, man. [END LOG] ▼ Debrief Log 1 ▲ Close Debrief Recording Transcript Date: 11/13/2019 In Attendance: Agent Cameron Nguyen Senior Researcher Lukas Johansson [BEGIN LOG] Nguyen: Please state your name for the transcript. Johansson: Lukas Johansson, Senior Researcher. Paravirology. Co-lead of Unit 2. Nguyen: Thank you, Dr. Johansson. Now, I'm sure you know what I'm about to ask you about. Johansson: What's going on? Or why I'm not affected? Nguyen: Both. Let's start with the former. Johansson: As I'm sure you know, every year, one research team from the paravirology division is assigned to investigate influenza, since its pervasiveness makes it extremely susceptible to anomalous influences, or at the very least, compromises immune systems, allowing anomalous infections to occur. (Johansson leans forward and places his palms together.) Johansson: This year, it wasn't a secondary infection, but the flu itself. Nguyen: How so? Johansson: I'm not completely sure how, but I do know is that it has something to do with influenza's genetic instability. You know how every year, the civilian population is administered a different vaccine? Nguyen: Of course. Johansson: Influenza develops mutations quite rapidly. This appears to be some…extreme mutation, allowing for optimal proliferation. Strain B infects basically only humans, or at least what resembles human organic material. And I think that somehow, this strain has adapted to human intelligence. Nguyen: But the Foundation has dealt with superviruses before. They simply become immune to vaccines, or develop a counter- Johansson: No, no, not like that. The vaccine for influenza has been available for, what, 80 years? Life always finds a way. Think about it. Why keep trying to fighting, if you can just convince them to give up? Nguyen: Or better yet…to worship you. Johansson: Exactly. And if it's already done it once, it'll probably be able to do it again. (Silence.) Johansson: Now that we've got the bad news out of the way, let me tell you the good news. Nguyen: What's the good news? Johansson: Well. As usual, when a contagious disease affects a population, individuals begin developing immunity. (Johansson leans back into his chair and crosses his arm.) Nguyen: You're saying you're immune. (Johansson returns to a normal sitting position.) Johansson: I've displayed absolutely no symptoms. No coughing, fever…no compulsive effects, either. (Nguyen furrows his brow.) Nguyen: So you're saying that…we can neutralize the flu? Johansson: Not quite. Even the Foundation hasn't been able to completely neutralize the flu. Believe me; I was part of the 2009 flu team, and we all know how that went. New strains pop up all the time. Nguyen: So what are you suggesting? Johansson: We figure out what makes it work. Every non-anomalous disease, we can see why certain symptoms occur. Now we have a sample of the disease, and an individual that is immune. (Johansson point to the door.) Johansson: Out there, there's dozens of people who we know are not immune. And if that's not enough, we have a few dozen more D-Class. We can compare our genetics, figure out how the hell it's getting into peoples' minds. Nguyen: I see. Johasson: First thing I'm doing when this is done, I'm submitting a request to the paravirology division administration. See if the Foundation can't vaccinate the damn flu. [END LOG] On 11/14/2019, Site-██ was reclaimed following the simultaneous deployment of several recontainment units. Personnel were apprehended, and the entirety of Site-██ was disinfected and quarantined. The fatality rate is currently being processed, but is estimated to be in excess of 30%. The following is an interview with the first known symptomatic carrier, Field Agent Tori Sherman, following her total recovery. ▼ Debrief Log 2 ▲ Close Debrief Recording Transcript Date: 2/28/2020 In Attendance: Agent Cameron Nguyen Field Agent Tori Sherman [BEGIN LOG] Nguyen: Please state your name for the transcript. Sherman: Field Agent Tori Sherman, Paravirology Division, Unit 2. Nguyen: Alright. Now, Ms. Sherman, how's your memory? Sherman: A bit…blurred. It's kind of like getting amnesticized…after, I mean. Obviously I don't remember getting amnesticized. Nguyen: I see. So, you recall the events that occurred in November? Sherman: Unfortunately, yes. Nguyen: Right. What's your first memory of the incident? Sherman: Well, I don't remember when I got infected. I think I started doing the "Church of Influenza" stuff around…let's see…Wednesday. In October. Nguyen: So this began in October? Sherman: I think…yeah. That's right. Must have started coughing and stuff around the same time. Hart - the doc in charge of sanitation - got on me about that. Pretty soon, I was coughing intentionally, but since I'm a field agent, I only met with a few people before the whole thing blew up. I think…hang on… (Sherman furrows her brow and appears to be deep in concentration.) Sherman: I think it was Bates or Watson next. Bates wrote up some flu bible, and Watson called in a sick day around that time. Since Watson was out, Johansson took full administration, and, well, after that, you know what happened. Nguyen: What do you know about Johansson? Sherman: I've never known much about the guy. He transferred over from some other unit a while back, and the records say our whole unit got amnesticized to save us from SCP-2559 - course, I wouldn't remember the specifics - so he isn't so close to the rest of the team. Nguyen: Do you have any idea why he's immune? (Sherman shrugs.) Sherman: No clue. I know we definitely coughed on him, and at any rate, we got to the guys in administration after we sabotaged the air vents, so I have no idea how he's fine. (Nguyen closes his notes.) Nguyen: Alright, that's it for today. Thank you for your time, Ms. Sherman. [END LOG] As of writing, Paravirology Division Unit 2, led by Senior Researcher Lukas Johnasson, has been assigned to research SCP-5880 and potentially develop a vaccine. SCiPNET LOGIN name affiliation 6001bd28d9da3eb0910779174c9c1369_1734915530 Login Login Account Logout Account Lukas Johansson To: <pcs.ygoloibarap|neyugn-noremac#pcs.ygoloibarap|neyugn-noremac> Details 5880 March 2nd, 2020 at 6:21 PM Cameron, You said you figured something out? Senior Researcher Lukas Johansson Paravirology Division Unit 2 Cameron Nguyen To: <pcs.ygoloibarap|2nossnahoj-sakul#pcs.ygoloibarap|2nossnahoj-sakul> Details 5880 March 2nd, 2020 at 6:34 PM Lukas, The team's been trying to see what's different about your genome for ages. But I had a talk with Tori Sherman the other day, and she reminded me of something. Paravirology Division Unit 2 was assigned to SCP-2559 a few years ago. In the end, every single member of the team was amnesticized. Half the team was replaced. And of the replacements, only one was still working in Unit 2 when Incident 5880-1 occured. You. Cameron Nguyen Paravirology Division Unit 2 Lukas Johansson To: <pcs.ygoloibarap|1neyugn-noremac#pcs.ygoloibarap|1neyugn-noremac> Details Breakthrough March 10th, 2020 at 3:34 PM Cameron, The influenza vaccine has existed for 80 years. Modern amnestics? About 40. It's time these common, everyday contagions started responding to all the parabiological tampering the Foundation has done to its hundreds of thousands of personnel, let alone millions of amnesticized civilians. Last week, I ran the tests with an unamnesticized D-Class. You were right. What the fuck has the Foundation created. Senior Researcher Lukas Johansson Paravirology Division Unit 2 |
SCP-5881 | euclid | Item #: SCP-5881 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5881 is to be contained in a standard human containment cell and is to be questioned over any suspicious activity observed from the SCP-5881 sub-instances. Description: SCP-5881 refers to Ben Hennessy, a 26 year old British male, who subconsciously manifests three Class 2 incorporeal entities that resemble different versions of himself. These instances manifest around SCP-5881 and converse with him for any amount of time between 2 minutes to 5 hours. These conversations involve SCP-5881 being instructed on a variety of subjects, including mathematics, computer science, ancient and modern history, science, physical education and various life and social skills. SCP-5881 manifestations previously occurred a minimum of once every two hours, and a maximum of once every three days. Only one instance can manifest at a time. SCP-5881 instances have been designated SCP-5881-1, SCP-5881-2, and SCP-5881-3. Each entity possesses knowledge of the actions taken by the other two instances. Conversation with SCP-5881 instances is limited as they prefer to talk only with SCP-5881. Each instance has knowledge of the life and experience of the subject but each claims to have experienced a slightly altered version of said life. SCP-5881-1 is a version of the subject dressed in a suit claiming to be the founder of a successful tech company, but requests for further details have been currently unsuccessful. SCP-5881-2 wears military uniform consistent with those worn by the British Army, bearing the rank of Major. SCP-5881-3 claims to be a professor at the University of Cambridge, but the results of questioning on which subject SCP-5881-3 teaches has been inconsistent and seems to consist of a variety of unrelated subjects. SCP-5881 was recovered on 13/01/2019 from Exeter, UK after police reports were intercepted by agents of the appearance of an SCP-5881 instance while the subject was drinking at a bar. After the subject was contained, SCP-5881 instances were observed manifesting. See below. Surveillance Logs: Transcript surveillance footage of certain interactions between the subject and SCP-5881 instances were collected and compiled. Any extraneous or repetitive information has been extracted for documentation purposes. Surveillance Log #1 Date: 19/01/2019 Foreword: The first example of an SCP-5881 instance recorded in Foundation custody. Current SCP-5881 Instance: SCP-5881-3 <Begin Surveillance Log> SCP-5881-3 manifests in SCP-5881's containment cell. SCP-5881-3: Oh, this is an interesting place, I'm liking the aesthetic. But where are we? SCP-5881: I'm not really too sure. Most of today has been a blur. But I'm pretty sure we aren't with the police anymore. SCP-5881-3: Oh good, I should have guessed. I thought we made an agreement about going outside being an absolutely terrible idea? Especially to go drinking of all things. SCP-5881: I've already had Ol'Stony-face shouting his head off at me when I was at the bar. It was an honest mistake, do you have to give me shit about it too? SCP-5881-3: A mistake? Just like how getting drunk the days before your A levels and taking the tests hungover was a mistake? SCP-5881: I got a little nervous, so I went for a drink. Was that really such a crime? SCP-5881-3: It might not have been a crime but it was definitely the reason you couldn't get into any of the universities you wanted to. Mistakes like that are why we are stuck here for who knows how long while we try and help you prove to yourself that you could actually pass those tests. We have these rules clearly stated out for a reason and you've just ignored them. Things like this will distract you from your work and your commitment to getting better, and no one wants that, do they? We care about you and we don't want that to happen. So drinking is a complete no go. But since you let it happen we might as well get some lessons in while you're here. I was thinking we should go over the impact of Cambyses II's conquest of Egypt. So go get your books ready…you have your books still, right? SCP-5881: Oh, I don't have any of my old stuff right now. Didn't really get a chance to grab anything. SCP-5881-3: Unbelievable. We're going to have to fix that. I'm guessing someone can hear us right now…so… to the guys that are listening, you're going to need to get us some reading material if you want to get any cooperation from us. But by the looks of things, we're going to struggle to teach you much. So for now, I'll need you to recount what you have already read about Cyrus the Great and the early Persian Empire. SCP-5881: Don't you already know all this stuff, can't you just teach me about Cambyses? Or maybe I could just get a day off? SCP-5881-3: Absolutely not. Teaching you this stuff is a lot easier with books around, you're quite useless at learning otherwise. We'll just wait until we can get you something to read. Until then, we'll be doing Cyrus the Great. So let's start. SCP-5881: I don't know if I can do this. I can't remember this stuff. SCP-5881-3: I don't care if you can or can't. You're going to try and if you can't then you only have yourself to blame. So no more complaints, we're starting. [Extraneous Data Removed] Surveillance Log #2 Date: 27/01/2019 Foreword: At this point in time, SCP-5881 has been granted his request for reading material and other equipment. Current SCP-5881 Instance: SCP-5881-2 <Begin Surveillance Log> SCP-5881-2 manifests in SCP-5881's containment cell. SCP-5881: Oh God, please not you again. Can't you just come back later? SCP-5881-2: Don't be like that. We've got work to do, and we can do even more work now we've got that exercise equipment. SCP-5881: I really don't think I can. My whole body is still sore from last time. I need time to wind down and just get some sleep for once. SCP-5881-2: Don't be silly. The exercises aren't that bad, anyone should be able to do them1. Have you actually been doing your daily workouts? SCP-5881: I've been trying. But you've been working me to my wit's end, so excuse me if I'm not at 100%. SCP-5881-2: God, you are so ridiculous sometimes. You're acting like this whole thing wasn't your idea. You're the one who wanted to become better, and you need to work to get there. You can't just be a lazy fucker like usual and expect to make any progress. SCP-5881: Please, I'm just tired. I don't think I can do this anymore. SCP-5881-2: Oh? Is that so? SCP-5881: This whole thing is just feeling like too much. I thought I could do all this but if I keep on getting given more and more stuff and it's just getting overwhelming. SCP-5881-2: Do you know why you're finding it overwhelming? SCP-5881: I don't know anymore. SCP-5881-2: Well, maybe it's because you can't do this. SCP-5881: What? SCP-5881-2: Maybe you're just a pitiful piece of shit who can't tell the difference between your ass and your elbow! Is that what you are? SCP-5881: I-It's not like that, I just meant… SCP-5881-2: Really? Is that really who you are? SCP-5881: I… no, it's not. What do I need to do? SCP-5881-2: We're giving you something to work hard and focus on so that you stop being so useless. We don't want you staying weak forever. So get yourself ready. We're going to work you until you collapse. Starting now. [Extraneous Data Removed] Surveillance Log #3 Date: 21/02/2019 Foreword: This log has been highlighted due to the unusual actions of SCP-5881. Current SCP-5881 Instance: SCP-5881-1 <Begin Surveillance Log> SCP-5881-1 manifests in SCP-5881's containment cell. SCP-5881-1: Good morning lazybones, how are you today? SCP-5881: Tired. Did you have to appear so early in the morning? SCP-5881-1: It's nothing to complain about. I know exactly what you need to wake yourself up a bit! SCP-5881: If you say another fucking lesson, I swear to God… SCP-5881-1: Oh come on, a lesson or two isn't that bad. Who knows? You might even learn something for once. SCP-5881: About what? I'm hardly in the mood to hear you talk about how great your life is going. I think I'll pass for today. SCP-5881-1: What's wrong with me talking about my life a little? It's better than talking about you and your tragic backstory while you wallow in misery. SCP-5881: Is it that hard for you to believe that someone would want you to shut up for once? SCP-5881-1: Christ, you're acting like we aren't the ones trying to stop your life from being such a shit-show. SCP-5881: Maybe if you actually did something to help I might believe you. SCP-5881-1: We've done everything we could possibly do to help you. We've practically handed everything you could need on a silver plate. It's not our fault that you fucked your life up so badly. You couldn't get the grades you needed from school, so we decided to teach you. You were lazy, so we gave you a reason to work for once in your life. You were completely and utterly useless, so we came to you. SCP-5881: You can't just point out that my life is shit and then say that you fixed the problems when they are clearly still here. SCP-5881-1: What other options do you have? You clearly can't help yourself. You need us. SCP-5881: I can work without all your shitty routines. Anything has to be better than you guys. SCP-5881-1: What would you even do without us? I doubt you could do anything to improve alone. You'll probably just start drinking again so stop being so ridiculous and let's just do our lesson for today. SCP-5881: You've given me no reason to do these lessons. Nothing that you guys have done has made me better in the slightest. You just make me feel like crap and then give me books about useless subjects and exercise routines that hurt me more than they help. So I really don't think I want to do any more lessons until you can actually help me in a meaningful way. SCP-5881-1: Now you're just being a stubborn child. You are hardly in a position to say something like this when you know how desperately you need help. SCP-5881: You're hardly in a position to give help. And I don't think I'd want it anyway. So can you just go? I'll be fine by myself. SCP-5881-1: Good luck with that. We'll see how long all this lasts. I know that you'll come crawling back to us when you realise how useless you really are. Because you're worthless without us. We came here to help you. You can't just ignore our existence. SCP-5881-1 disappears. [End Log.] Addendum 20/03/2019: After the conclusion of the events recorded in Surveillance Log #3, the maximum time between occurrences of SCP-5881 instances has increased to 8 days. These occurrences now no longer consist of SCP-5881 being instructed on different subjects and now consists of a prolonged argument between SCP-5881 and SCP-5881 instances. SCP-5881 has continued his requests for reading material and exercise equipment. Interview Log: SCP-5881 has been required to attend weekly check-ups for his health. These have been recorded for documentation purposes. Any important recordings can be seen below. Interviewed: SCP-5881 Interviewer: Dr A. Lennex Foreword: A recording taken from SCP-5881's most recent weekly check-up. <BEGIN LOG-07/05/2019> Dr Lennex: Good afternoon SCP-5881. My name is Dr Lennex and I'll be covering for Dr Woods this week. SCP-5881: Good afternoon. It's nice to meet you. Dr Lennex: Nice to meet you too SCP-5881. I hope that your time here hasn't been any more stressful than it needs to be? SCP-5881: No it's been great. The people here have been very nice considering everything going on with me. Dr Lennex: I can guarantee that most of the staff here have seen much weirder things. But I'm glad that you've been coping well. How has your mood been this past week? SCP-5881: It's been good. I've felt like I've gotten a good amount of work done recently. Dr Lennex: Right, I read about that in your personal file. You've continued working still, is that correct? SCP-5881: Yeah, just because it didn't work once doesn't mean I should give up. There're still lots of things that I can try and do. SCP-5881-3 manifests. Dr Lennex: Oh, this must be- SCP-5881-3: (To Dr Lennex) I don't believe we've met before. You can call me SCP-5881-3, or just "-3" if you prefer. SCP-5881: You don't have to call him anything doctor. Dr Lennex: Of course. What sort of progress have you made since you decided to do this Ben? SCP-5881-3: He hasn't made any progress, just look at- SCP-5881: I've actually managed to look into some really interesting topics that I hadn't known about before, it's crazy the number of books you guys have here. Dr Lennex: Well, most people enjoy having things to read. I'm glad you've been enjoying the books we have to offer. SCP-5881-3: He's barely literate in the first place. I doubt he could notice a good book if it slapped him across his face. SCP-5881: I think there are enough books here to last me a lifetime. I would have had no idea where to even start if there weren't people around to point me in the right direction. Dr Lennex: Well there's always someone around who's willing to lend a hand. SCP-5881-3: God, I find it hard to believe that anyone would want to help you. Dr Lennex: Well Ben, is there anything else that you'd like me to know about? SCP-5881-3: Do you really have nothing to say to me? SCP-5881: I don't think there's really anything else important to talk about, no. SCP-5881-3: You have to be kidding me. You're really doing this? Dr Lennex: Well if that's the case, I think we can call this a day. SCP-5881-3: So you're just going to ignore me like a stupid kid? SCP-5881: Thank you, these sessions have been really helping me out recently. SCP-5881-3: Fine! Do you feel big about yourself now? Just keep ignoring me, you pitiful bastard! SCP-5881: Thanks again Dr Lennex, it was nice meeting you. SCP-5881-3 disappears. <END LOG> Closing Statement: SCP-5881's attitudes appear to have greatly increased since the beginning of his containment by the Foundation. Continued sessions should hopefully help this even more. Footnotes 1. Note: The exercises that have been observed from SCP-5881 have been suspected to be ineffective and/or damaging. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5881" by R4_EX, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-5882 | safe | Item #: SCP-5882 Special Containment Procedures: In accordance with Emergency Protocol Aleph-41, ongoing usage of SCP-5882 is permitted pursuant to O5 discretion. Until the revocation of Emergency Protocol Aleph-4, staff work-hours have been increased from 40 to 120. Any individual believed to be experiencing negative side effects of SCP-5882 are to be administered Class-A amnestics. Description: SCP-5882 is an anomalous phenomenon affecting Foundation on-site housing. Individuals under the influence of SCP-5882 do not require sleep; participant experiments under Emergency Protocol Aleph-4 show that the upper limit of this effect is at least three years. Side effects of SCP-5882 include a decrease in morale and productivity caused by an increase in seditious actions against Foundation interests. These side effects have been found to be mitigated with continued administration of Class-A amnestics. SCP-5882 was discovered on 07/12/2080 and was found to be affecting █% of on-site housing. This has changed to ██% at present day. Addendum 5882.1, 06/11/2082: SCP-5882 Formal Appeal The Ethics Committee has received an appeal to revoke Emergency Order Aleph-4 from Site Director Ellie Macnamara. Pursuant to Foundation Charter, the Ethics Committee cannot hear appeals without full membership. The appeal will be heard once the O5 Council has confirmed the new member. In addition to standard paperwork, Director Macnamara filed the following personal recommendation. When did we lose our humanity? Was it with the first culling? The second? Or was it maybe the upgrade? The efficiency drives? There really are too many instances to count. At first, it made sense. Sometimes you have to fight for the greater good. It was understandable. It was necessary. There was too much dissent, and we could only get so far with what we had. But that's not the case anymore. We've gone too far. You all have gone too far. It's one thing to pull this stunt in containment, but at least it was directed against the right targets. Now we've moved onto our own people? It's too much. How do you even sleep at night? It's not right that we can sit here, unaffected, while knowing what's happening to the actual rank and file on the line. I can't stomach looking them in the eye anymore without the guilt welling up, and I've decided that I can't keep quiet anymore. If we keep doing this, we've well and truly gone past the point of no return. This isn't what our forebears would have wanted. I am calling upon my authority as ranking site director to demand an immediate revocation of Emergency Order Aleph-4. It's time for me to stop this madness before it's too late. Addendum 5882.2: Log of Site Director Macnamara's Appeal Per the request of Overwatch Command Personnel and Security (OCPS-8), the following logs have been edited for clarity and to preserve the anonymity of relevant personnel. Log taken from the waiting room for O5-8's office. OCPS-8 is seated at a desk to the left of the office door. Site Director Macnamara enters the room from the hallway, storming to O5-8's door. OCPS-8 coughs, lightly. OCPS-8: Do you have an appointment, Madam Director? Macnamara: I'm pretty sure he's expecting me. OCPS-8: I'm terribly sorry, Director, but I don't see an appointment on the schedule. Macnamara: …are you new here? I've never seen you before, Miss… OCPS-8: Doctor. You can call me Bernadette, if you like. I'm O5-8's personal admin. Macnamara: Right. Bernadette. Can I call you Berna? OCPS-8: Bernadette is fine. Macnamara: Sure, okay. Anyway. I'm sure you're still getting your feet wet around here, but that's not how things are run at this site. I have important things to discuss with your boss, and I'm currently nursing the mother of all headaches, so if you'll kindly step aside… OCPS-8: With all due respect, Director, I have been told not to admit anyone without an appointment. O5-8 is very busy, which I'm terribly sorry about. Director Macnamara sighs. Macnamara: Fine. fine. When can I squeeze in? OCPS-8: You'll have to submit a formal appointment request by intranet. I can refer you to the portal, if you like? Director Macnamara begins to speak, but pauses, narrowing her eyes. Macnamara: Ah. Ooookay. I see what's going on here. OCPS-8: Excuse me? Macnamara: Okay. You know what? I'm going back to my office. But I see what stupid game we're playing here. You just pass on a message to your boss for me, okay? Next time that asshole tries to block my appeal, have the courage to sign the order directly, not hide behind seven layers of bureaucratic bullshit. And cowering behind your secretary so you won't have to talk to me? Chickenshit move. You get all that down in black and white? OCPS-8: …Madam Director, I feel as though your tone may be somewhat unprofessional. I can't pass on a message that is- Macnamara: Okay, okay, Berna. Write this down for me for your boss. You're not on Ethics Committee. You don't have the grounds to block my complaint. The shit that you're doing to personnel is wildly unethical. Go fuck yourself. OCPS-8: Coughs. Madam- Macnamara: Fine, fine. Have a beautiful, blessed day. Whatever makes it easier for you, Bernie. I'm going back to my office. Director Macnamara turns to leave, but is interrupted by another polite cough from OCPS-8. OCPS-8: My apologies, Madam Director. I was actually going to inform you that O5-8 has been named as acting chair of the Ethics Committee. On those grounds, your appeal was officially denied by a majority decision of the executive group of the Ethics Committee. Director Macnamara slowly turns back to OCPS-8's desk, and places her hands on the table. Macnamara: And, who, exactly, is on the executive group? OCPS-8: That would be the current chair, the senior member, and an O5. Macnamara: Which O5 voted? OCPS-8: O5-8. Macnamara: I thought you said O5-8 was the acting chair? OCPS-8: That is correct. Macnamara: Then how the hell is someone allowed to vote twice on the same goddamn thing? OCPS-8: Ah, well, legally speaking, there is nothing in the Ethics Committee Charter that prohibits one person from occupying multiple positions. If you like, I can direct you to the- Macnamara: Oh for Christ's sake. Director Macnamara stands up abruptly, and quickly departs the office, slamming the door behind her afterwards. The O5 Council voted on approval of Ethics Committee appointee Charles Reinhart. The vote was resolved at 5-4 with 2 abstaining. In obligation of Emergency Order Aleph-4, O5-8 was not present for the vote. Motion fails. Next log. OCPS-8 is seated at a desk to the left of the office door. Site Director Macnamara enters the room from the hallway, and walks towards the direction of O5-8's door, before stopping once she notices OCPS-8. OCPS-8 looks up at Director Macnamara as she enters. OCPS-8: Madam Director. May I help you? Macnamara: No, I'm just here to talk to…uh…sorry. Bernie right? OCPS-8: Bernadette. Macnamara: Ah, Bernadette. Right. You're new, aren't you? What do you do again? OCPS-8: I'm O5-8's personal admin. I've also been filing the paperwork for your appeal to the recent vote. I was about to fax a copy over to your office. Macnamara: The appeal. Yes. That's why I'm here, actually. OCPS-8: To go over the paperwork? Macnamara: Nah, I was actually thinking of kicking your boss's ass. You think that'd change the vote? OCPS-8: Madam Director, I hardly think that's appro- Macnamara: So what's the reason this time, Bernadette? OCPS-8: Well, regrettably, the vote to promote Mr. Reinhart to Ethics Committee Chair did not pass the two-thirds plus one threshold needed to confirm his appointment. Additionally, without a permanent chair to adjudicate, there is also no one to hear your appeal. I'm afraid that the appeal will have to wait until after a member is confirmed. Macnamara: So, the appeal to the confirmation vote has to wait until after a different confirmation vote? Which would nullify the point of the first confirmation vote? That appeal? That's the one you're talking about? OCPS-8: I see you're getting a bit agitated, but I'm afraid that there's nothing we can do about protoco- Macnamara: I…why do I feel like this is going nowhere? Your boss is allowed to just not attend votes that would fundamentally change the structure of the Foundation? And now I have to lose sleep over it? OCPS-8: O5-8 has a number of affairs that demand the utmost attention. Not all votes have equal priority to higher concer- Macnamara: Okay, okay, whatever. I get it. I'm heading back to my office to try and take a nap. Send me that paperwork and I'll toss it into the heap. Nice to meet you. OCPS-8: A pleasure to meet you, Madam Director. Have a nice day. The Ethics Committee has voted 6-3 to confirm Charles Reinhart. Acting Ethics Committee Chairman O5-8 was not present to certify the vote. Motion fails. Next log. OCPS-8 is seated at a desk to the left of the office door. Site Director Macnamara enters the room from the hallway, and stands in the middle of the room. She looks around for a few moments. Macnamara: I…um…sorry. I can't seem to remember why I'm here. Have we met before? OCPS-8: Good afternoon, Madam Director. You can call me Bernadette. I'm O5-8's personal admin. Is there something that I can help you with? Macnamara: I think I had something to discuss with your boss, but…uh….gosh this is embarrassing. I've completely forgotten what it was. Geez, what's wrong with me? OCPS-8: Well, let me know if I can assist you with anything. I'm always happy to lend a hand. Macnamara: Um…thanks. I think I'll head back to my office for now…I'm really sorry, what was your name again? OCPS-8: Bernadette. Don't worry about it. The Ethics Committee has voted 9-0 to confirm Charles Reinhart. Invoking executive authority granted under Emergency Order Aleph-4, O5-8 vetoed the measure. Motion fails. Next log. OCPS-8 is seated at a desk to the left of the office door. Site Director Macnamara enters the room from the hallway, carrying a cardboard box under her arm. She walks straight to OCPS-8's desk. OCPS-8: Hello, Madam Director. Is there- Macnamara: Shut the fuck up. Director Macnamara opens the box, and takes out a sheet of paper with scribbled handwriting on it. Macnamara: (Reading): "Vote failed. Not enough people voted yes. Met Berna the personal admin. Nice enough, I guess, but a total copout from O5-8." Hmm, weird note to write. Director Macnamara takes out two more sheets of paper in succession. Macnamara: (Reading): "Vote failed. O5-8 wasn't present, so they couldn't vote. Met Berna the personal admin. Pretty nice, even if she was completely useless." Here's another one: "Vote failed. O5-8 wasn't present, so they couldn't certify the vote. Met Berna the personal admin. She's nice, but couldn't help me out." Director Macnamara places the box down, and looks OCPS-8 in the eye. Macnamara: Did you know I journal? I didn't. Not until I found this box in the bottom of my filing cabinet, filled with notes of past days, things I did, the foods I ate, and of course, the people I met. So tell me, Bernadette… Director Macnamara tips over the box onto the desk, revealing a mountain of nearly identical sheets of paper. Macnamara: ….Just how many times have I met you now? OCPS-8: Including now, 346 times. If you would like to include this specific conversation, this is the 14th time that we've discussed this in particular. Director Macnamara begins to tremble, before raising her hand and striking OCPS-8 across the face. OCPS-8 does not react, even as a cut on her face begins to bleed. Macnamara: Just…just what the hell is going on here? OCPS-8: Just standard protocol, Madam Director. Macnamara: You know when I realized that something was off? I have some pictures on my desk. They're photos of me and my family. I took a look at them today, and you know what I realized? "Gosh, when was the last time I saw them? How old is this photo?" And I couldn't remember the answer. I realized that I couldn't even remember anything about them, any times we shared together, or even what their names are. All I remembered was that they were my family…I think. Macnamara continues trembling, pausing, as her voice begins to quaver. Macnamara: Are they even real? OCPS-8: They are your family. Macnamara: Do you know what it feels like to realize that everything around you might be a lie? I started to have a panic attack in my office. I looked everywhere, and realized that nothing added up. There were degrees on the wall, but I don't remember studying for them. Trophies on my desk, but I don't remember earning them. I had a filing cabinet full of supposed incidents that I had worked on….but I don't remember solving them. All I can remember is what my next task is supposed to be. I haven't even slept in god knows how long. I…why is this happening? Who are you? OCPS-8: I am O5-8's personal admin. Macnamara: (Quietly.) Bullshit. You're not just an admin. OCPS-8: I assist with matters that the office of O5-8 deems important. That includes personnel management. I'm sorry, Madam Director. You seem to be undergoing some severe work-related stress as a side effect of SCP-5882 exposure. I'll call for some assistants to escort you back to your office and administer a standard round of medication. I hope you feel better soon, Madam Director. Director Macnamara begins sobbing for thirty minutes in front of OCPS-8's desk, before personnel arrive to physically escort her out of the room. Addendum 5882.3, ██/██/████: Administrative Reorganization Site Director Ellie Macnamara has been deemed unfit for duty and has been subsequently removed from her position. Acting Site Director Bernadette ███████ has rescinded the active appeal, citing administrative concerns. Footnotes 1. Issued by O5-8 on 07/16/2080 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5882" by Riemann and weizhong, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5882. 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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padding: 2vw; } close Info X SCP-5883: "The Flip Side" What the fuck is Vegemite? More by this author! Item#: SCP-5883 Level5 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: entos Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: critical link to memo The first Foundation-created instance of SCP-5883. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5883 is contained by this document. Should containment fail, the Memetics and Countermemetics Section of Site-43 must prepare and upload a new iteration of FCM-5883. Alteration of this document for any other purpose is forbidden, on penalty of immediate termination. FCM-5883 must be hosted in the filespace for this document, and must be the default wallpaper for all SCP Foundation desktop terminals and laptops. Webcrawler I/O QUENTIAM is seeking out instances of SCP-5883, tracking their internet pageviews, and deleting them. Description: SCP-5883 is an anomalous internet meme. It is comprised of the following three components: An image which has been inverted, or rotated one hundred and eighty degrees; The text "Meanwhile, in Australia" (with or without punctuation, and not case-sensitive); A reality-bending trigger of unknown origin. At first glance this meme appears to be a harmless reference to the fact that Australia, by virtue of its presence in the southern hemisphere, is inverted from the perspective of the northern hemisphere. Its anomalous qualities were discovered during Incident 5883-1. Incident 5883-1: On 01/01/2021, a critical containment breach occurred in Western Australia. The precipitating event was the aerial transfer of SCP-682 to new high-security containment at Site-45, aborted due to a Chaos Insurgency attack on the Site itself. Lacking the fuel to return to their point of origin, the anaesthetics to keep SCP-682 sedated for an extended period, or a safe location in which to land, the crew of the cargo plane opted to fly to high altitude and eject their anomalous passenger. A fall of thirty-seven thousand feet temporarily disabled SCP-682; it did not recover before order was restored at Site-45, and was safely moved to its new containment cell. On receipt of the incident report, staff at Site-17 with SCP-682 experience expressed their appreciation for the cargo plane crew's solution to their dilemma. This resulted in the creation of an instance of SCP-5883, a "Meanwhile, in Australia" meme featuring the database image of SCP-682 flipped upside-down (as seen above). SCP-682 exhibited remarkable docility and amiability when it returned to consciousness, conversing with its handlers in polite and verbose statements. It was assumed that the fall had somehow damaged its brain. As the "Meanwhile, in Australia" meme had fallen out of fashion long before 2021, it was briefly novel again to Foundation staff. The Site-17 and Site-19 listservs began to see frequent use of the meme, utilizing a wide variety of staff file photos and low-clearance SCP images. When each iteration of SCP-5883 corresponded to changes in the behaviour of their subjects, the creation of further instances was forbidden and this database file was opened. Recorded SCP-5883 effects include: Subject Result Dr. Jeremiah Cimmerian Dr. Cimmerian began issuing increasingly angry rebukes to Foundation staff at Site-88 for what he considered unprofessional workplace behaviour, demanding harsh penalties for same. The behaviour he identified as problematic included acts of empathy, camaraderie, and appropriate workplace etiquette. Site-15 A Site-wide failure of internet, intranet and SCiPNET. SCP-999 SCP-999 was transformed from an amiable gelatinous mass to an extremely large, aggressive Hadronyche modesta (funnel web spider) with exceptionally effective venom. Dr. Charles Gears Within one week, seventeen separate charges of harassment were levelled against Dr. Gears by staff at Site-19; his responses to each accusation were sufficiently lewd to result in his suspension from duty. Lunar Area-32 The appearance of a breathable oxygen atmosphere in the wastes surrounding the Area, subject to extreme ambient heat from an unknown source. An emergency meeting was called by the Emergent Threat Tactical Response Authority at Area-09 to discuss the situation. Meeting Log Date: 01/19/2021 Present: Dr. Alto Clef (Senior Researcher, Site-19); Dr. Dan ███████ (Director, ETTRA); Dr. Sophia Light (Director, MTF Alpha-9); Dr. Lillian Lillihammer (Memeticist, Site-43); Dir. Tilda Moose (Director, Site-19); Dr. Katherine Sinclair (Thaumaturge, Site-87); Dir. Iona Varga (Director, Site-91) Log begins. Dr. Dan: I'd respect it more if it only worked with rotated images; flipping vertically is just lazy. Dr. Lillihammer: Nah, that's good meme design. Foresight! I'm impressed. Less impressed that it's another social commentary thing, though; getting real sick of those. Dr. Clef: I think we deserve it. Dr. Light: Maybe, but it needs to stop — and soon. If anybody can do this to anything with a shoddy Photoshop job, we could be facing the stupidest CK-class event of all time. We've clamped down hard on internal use, but we still don't know why this even works. Dr. Sinclair: It's magic, that much I can tell you. Probably those meme wizards who don't like us? Dr. Clef: We should send them a strongly-written note. Dr. Sinclair: On a pipe bomb. Dr. Clef: In the spirit of reconciliation, I'd recommend against the pipe bomb. Dr. Sinclair: …okay. Dr. Light: I'm worried about civilian use; how long has this been going on without us noticing? We've already got dozens of confirmed cases in the wild. I've seen a vertically-flipped Subaru stop all Subarus from working, I've seen upside-down beaches become… terrible beaches… Dir. Moose: Not that any of us care about that, with our flabby-ass beach bodies. Dr. Clef: That's uncalled-for, Tilda. Everyone here is in excellent shape. Dir. Moose: Man, shut the fuck up. Dir. Light: Uh. Dr. Lillihammer: Uh. Dr. Dan: …yeah. And that's not the half of it — some jackass from the GOC thought it would be funny to invert the Overwatch logo and "Meanwhile" it, so now the Council is permanently deadlocked. Can't vote on a single damn thing. And there's thirteen of them! That shouldn't even be mathematically possible. Dr. Clef: It is unusual of them to be so indecisive. Their insight and leadership are normally very valuable. Dr. Sinclair: You're getting better at that deadpan. Dr. Clef: What? I was being serious. Dir. Varga: Presumably someone used 5883 on the Mobile Task Forces list, because ours are now all but useless. I keep finding them drunk on the job and making crude jokes at women when they're supposed to be training. Dr. Clef: That's terrible! Dir. Moose: That's hot. Dir. Varga: …furthermore. My Site is in Yorkshire, a Georgian Gothic manor; some fool applied this meme to it, for reasons which thoroughly escape me, and it now appears to be modelled on Australian aboriginal architecture. We're only lucky they do some stone construction down there. Dr. Clef: That's embarrassing. I don't like stealing someone else's culture, especially like this. With a meme! It feels disrespectful. [Silence on recording.] Dr. Dan: Okay, what the fuck is wrong with Clef. Dr. Lillihammer: Yeah, that was really off-brand. Dir. Light: Right? I thought it was just me. Dir. Moose: You think everything is just you. Being the head of Project Fuckup doesn't make you the protagonist of every story. Dr. Sinclair: Actually— Dir. Moose: Don't give me that Patapon bullshit, either. Dr. Sinclair: It's "pataphysics." Patapon is a video game. Dir. Moose: You're a video game. Dr. Dan: You feeling alright, Moose? Dir. Moose: Back off, blackbox! [Silence on recording.] Dir. Moose: …we should go for a walk. Dr. Clef: Yeah. I think you're right. [Audio event consistent with a door opening and closing.] Dr. Dan: Someone— Dir. Light: Definitely. Someone Australia'd them. Dir. Moose's instance of SCP-5883. Dir. Varga: We know what this is, of course. Dir. Light: Of course. The meme turns everything Australian. Dr. Dan: Cimmerian turned conservative. Dir. Lillihammer: Gears turned sexist. Dir. Varga: Hot weather and air on the moon… Dir. Light: 999 as a poisonous spider… Dr. Dan: Bad internet… Dr. Sinclair: Shitty beaches, though? Australia's beaches are supposed to be great. [Silence on recording.] Dir. Varga: What was that you were saying about Subarus? Do they even make those in Australia? Dr. Lillihammer: 682 going docile? Australia is like… where they put all the awful animals. Why did this turn the lizard into a puppydog? Dr. Sinclair: And why did Clef become nice? I thought it was doing a whole "sexist Australian politicians" thing, and yet… he was in a room with five women, and Moose was the sexist one. Dir. Varga: Is she usually so… extroverted? Dir. Light: No! Just the opposite! [Silence on recording.] Dr. Dan: Hooray, another fuck-up by Team Overthinking It. Log ends. A schedule of low-risk experimentation confirmed that SCP-5883's effect is the inversion of its target's semantic qualities. Dr. Lillihammer therefore developed Foundation Counter-Meme 5883 and installed it in this SCP file. FCM-5883 Memetics and Countermemetics, Site-43 This file contains a potent memetic countermeasure designed to nullify the effects of SCP-5883. It operates on the following logic: A memetic effect's initial meaning is chosen by its creator, but it thereafter conforms to the perceptions of its adopters; The "Meanwhile, in Australia" meme is largely out of circulation in 2021; The staff in SCP Foundation employ far outnumber typical daily pageviews of SCP-5883 memes. Therefore, so long as the majority of Foundation staff observe FCM-5883 with relative frequency, it should become the operative version of SCP-5883. The file attached below is the original and most recent version of FCM-5883; it has not, as of yet, been necessary to iterate it further. VITAL CONTAINMENT APPARATUS APPENDED BELOW » ACCESS FCM-5883 FILE « » ACCESS LOGGED « UNAUTHORIZED EDITS ARE PUNISHABLE BY TERMINATION « SCP-5729 | Words of Power and Poison | SCP-5974 » ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5883" by HarryBlank, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5883. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-5884 | keter | Are you alive? [[iftags +component]] This is a component to make the mobile sidebar button active on desktop-size screen. To use, put the following: [[include :scp-wiki:component:toggle-sidebar]] If used with a theme, it's recommended to put said theme after this [[include]]. (Use this version by Woedenaz if you're using Black Highlighter) /* source: http://ah-sandbox.wikidot.com/component:collapsible-sidebar-x1 */ #top-bar .open-menu a { position: fixed; top: 0.5em; left: 0.5em; z-index: 5; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode','Lucida Grande','Lucida Sans','Times New Roman',Helvetica,Roboto,sans-serif; font-size: 30px; font-weight: 700; width: 30px; height: 30px; line-height: 0.9em; text-align: center; border: 0.2em solid #888; background-color: #fff; border-radius: 3em; color: #888; pointer-events: auto; } @media not all and (max-width: 767px) { #top-bar .mobile-top-bar { display: block; pointer-events: none; } #top-bar .mobile-top-bar li { display: none; } #main-content { max-width: 44.5rem; margin: 0 auto; padding: 0; transition: max-width 0.2s ease-in-out; } #side-bar { display: block; position: fixed; top: 0; left: -18rem; width: 15.25rem; height: 100%; margin: 0; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: auto; z-index: 10; padding: 1em 1em 0 1em; background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0.1); transition: left 0.4s ease-in-out; scrollbar-width: thin; } #side-bar:target { left: 0; } #side-bar:focus-within { left: 0; } #side-bar:target .close-menu { display: block; position: fixed; width: 100%; height: 100%; top: 0; left: 0; margin-left: 17rem; opacity: 0; z-index: -1; visibility: visible; } #side-bar:not(:target) .close-menu { display: none; } #top-bar .open-menu a:hover { text-decoration: none; } } [[/iftags]] Item #: SCP-5884 Special Containment Procedures: In order to neutralize SCP-5884, the following actions have been authorized: Mobilization of all available Task Forces to major population centers Decommissioning of SCP-4043 Cessation of contact with the Three Moons Initiative Spreading vectors of SCP-3002 Deactivation of SCP-2935's containment Project Serapis II SCP-3980 Should the aforementioned actions fail to stop SCP-5884, all remaining unaffected personnel is to neither live nor die until further notice. Description: SCP-5884 is a currently poorly-understood mechanism that was activated on 2021/06/30, intrinsically tied to 'the ensured survival of humanity.' The effects of SCP-5884 manifested when New file uploaded. Open? Opening... (Video log - 2021/07/01) (O5-1 sits motionless in the middle of the room.)1 (This continues for 4 minutes, until he turns to his right to look at a pistol.) (O5-1 grabs the pistol, and examines it for 2 minutes.) (He slowly points it at his temple, and mouths 'I need to know.') (O5-1 pulls the trigger.) (The bullet exits through the other side of O5-1's skull, splattering blood and brain particulates onto the wall.) (O5-1 lives immediately, and becomes human.) (O5-1 sits up, and remains still for 4 more minutes.) (He wipes his head clean of blood, and leaves the room.) Footnotes 1. O5-1 was dead at the time of recording. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5884" by EstrellaYoshte, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5884. 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-5885 | keter | Item №: SCP-5885 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5885 is currently uncontained, and it is suspected that its anomalous properties preclude the possibility of future containment. Task Force Ein-6 ("Memento Mori") has been deployed to recover the bodies of J. Rittel and prevent members of the public from witnessing the associated demanifestation events, as well as doctoring and suppressing records of the bodies' disappearances1. Description: SCP-5885 is a temporal and probabilistic anomaly centred around the death of one J. Rittel, which occurs repeatedly at intervals of exactly 24 hours. The cause of death is variable in each case, but corresponds loosely with demographic norms for the location and age. Rittel will always be at least 18 years of age at the time of death, and displays abnormal weighting towards death at a younger age (avg. 22 yrs, compared with 70 for the global population). All instances to-date have been physically and genetically identical (excepting environmental factors), and raised in a predominantly English-speaking nation. Rittel's corpse will disappear exactly 24 hours following their death, accompanied by a low-energy burst of microwave radiation and its tachyonic equivalent. The next instance will die immediately following this, but no causal link between the two events has ever been established. Notably, each instance of Rittel will have large amounts of corroborating evidence supporting their life for at least 18 years prior, but will never have been located by any individual or organisation with reason to identify SCP-5885. As a consequence, Rittel has only ever been identified postmortem, and only after the disappearance of the prior corpse. The date of the first occurrence of SCP-5885 is unclear. Records by Foundation precursor groups confirm its existence as far back as 1667 CE, but civilian documents identify the deaths of three Englishmen by the name of Jordan Rittel on three consecutive days in 1107 CE. SCP-████ pre-augmentation (c. 1919) Detainment & interrogation: On ████-██-██, SCP-5885 resulted in the death of an instance of Rittel2 within 2 kilometres of Research Site-Tau3. The body was brought to the site and placed within a refrigerated containment unit, within the range of a Xyank/Anastasakos Constant Temporal Sink (XACTS). The body demanifested and remanifested repeatedly once the 24 hour window had passed, but stabilised in constant reality at 14:55 local time. Past this point, the power drawn by the XACTS from the Site's reactor increased exponentially. No additional SCP-5885-related death was recorded. With the temporal anomaly temporarily neutralised, a detail from the Department of Spectral Phenomena was transported to the Site, and a postmortem interview was conducted. A transcript of this interview is included below. Interviewer: Dr. S. Kostra Interviewee: Jamie Rittel (deceased) Foreword: Interview conducted by means of SCP-████, augmented by salvaged paratechnology. <Begin Log> Kostra: Hello, Jamie. Rittel: Wh- what? What the fuck? Kostra: Hello Jamie, you've had a bit of an accident, but you're okay now. Can you remember where you were last? We'd like to ask you some questions if that's okay. Rittel: I- I died. I died, h- how the fuck did you do this? Kostra: You had an accident, but we were able to- Rittel: No, no, I died. I was gone. And it was about time too4. And then you… Jesus Christ, he's gonna be so worried. Kostra: You're aware of your… 'deaths', then? Rittel: What? Kinda, sure. Listen, I'm sure this is great news for whatever procedure you're trying here, but I was in the middle of something. You've… Christ, you've gotta kill me. [XACTS reaches 20% allotted power drain] Kostra: We won't be doing that, Jamie. Do you remember working as a waiter in Milton Keynes?5 Rittel: How the fuck is that important? I'm sorry, I just… God, you've gotta understand, this is a big thing for me. You're fucking up a lot of stuff right now. Kostra: I'm sorry for that. We've only got a few more things to ask. Do you know why you keep… dying? Rittel: Everyone does it, if you haven't noticed. It's, like, the only guaranteed thing. Kostra: Ah, yes. That and taxes, right? Rittel: Sure, I guess. [XACTS reaches 50% allotted power drain] Kostra: Alright, to phrase it a different way, do you know why you keep coming back? Rittel: I don't. 'Come back', I mean. Not like that. I don't think you really get it. And I don't really want to explain it to you, to be honest. It's private. Kostra: Right, uh, sorry. Sorry? Your death is… private? Rittel: Yeah. Kostra: Well, okay. Just two more. Rittel: Please ask quickly. [XACTS reaches 70% allotted power drain] Kostra: I think I might have to. Do you know why we're not able to find you until the 'old' you 'dies'? Rittel: That's how things work. Things have to happen one after another. [Rittel runs their hands through their hair and looks around nervously] All this is pretty… straightforward. We're not doing anything illegal. Just one more, right? Kostra: Yes. You mentioned a 'him' earlier. Would you mind telling us who 'he' is? [Rittel smiles and looks down. They stroke a long vertical scar on their left wrist6] Rittel: …Yeah, no, I don't think I'm gonna do that. Sorry. [XACTS exceeds allotted power drain. Warning alarm plays] Rittel: I- I'm guessing that means our time's up? Or, uh- [Rittel gestures to the scalpels next to them] -do I have to do this the, uh, old fashioned way? Kostra: No, no, that… that's all. Thank you. Rittel: Alright. Thanks, I guess. But, um… please never do this shit again. Kostra: No promises. [SCP-████ is deactivated, and Rittel ceases movement. The XACTS powers down, and the body demanifests at 17:30 local time] <End Log> Shortly following the conclusion of this interview, a deceased 18 year-old instance of Rittel was discovered in London, England. The cause of death was suicide by hanging and the time of death was consistent with SCP-5885, with no variation caused by the above detainment. A heart was drawn in lipstick on the mirror of their hotel room's bathroom, with a crude skull drawn inside. The significance of this is presently unknown. Although they left no suicide note, preliminary investigation teams reported the body to be smiling. Footnotes 1. Prior to the operational restructuring of 1945, this task was undertaken by the Recovery Division, Virgo team. Consult legacy file RAISA-005885 for details of SCP-5885's containment under precursor groups. 2. Cause of death: blunt-force trauma during automobile accident. 3. Specialising in the development and examination of temporally manipulative technologies. 4. This iteration of Rittel was 34 at the time of death. 5. Referring to Instance 5885-12a2c. 6. A feature shared by all instances to-date. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5885" by MaliceAforethought, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5885. 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. Name: Surgical assistants in WW1 U.S. Military Hospital No. 57 Operating Room.png Author: US Signal Corps License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-5886 | keter | Item #: SCP-5886 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5886 is seemingly self-contained within Humanoid Containment Chamber #1939 (HCC-1939) at Site-42. Testing of SCP-5886 has been suspended until feasible means of doing so are found. Description: SCP-5886 appears to be a dark-skinned male, approximately aged in its late teens or early twenties. Since its discovery, the subject has been completely motionless and intangible. The only evidence to SCP-5886's identity is its T-shirt, which bears the words "I am James Biggio. Leave me alone." written in black marker. A background check into the name James Biggio turned up a missing person's report for the subject out of Athens, Ohio, dated December 4th, 2013. Attempts to remove the bed SCP-5886 is lying on result in personnel appearing outside of the containment chamber with no memory of leaving the room. Adjustments to temperature within the chamber are similarly reversed. Discovery Log: SCP-5886 manifested inside of HCC-1939 on October 7th, 2014. Janitorial staff discovered the subject lying on the bed and alerted site security. Security unsuccessfully attempted to apprehend the subject before contacting research staff. Addendum SCP-5886-1: Disappearance On August 18th, 2020, the Pegasus Rising Project1 successfully created a wormhole for a span of 5 microseconds, causing a power outage throughout Site-42. Upon a safety check of containment chambers, SCP-5886 was missing from its chamber; a note was left in its place. The contents of the letter are transcribed below. The snowflakes froze mid-air. So did everything around me. The cars on the street, my parents… I screamed at them. I pushed my dad and he hung in the air, frozen like the snowflakes. I called for help. I searched through town for anyone who would move. I walked around for hours. The whole town was stone still. I don't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, it was still night. I went back for my parents. My dad had moved. Not in front of me, but he wasn't hanging in the air. He was half-way from where I left him and the ground. My mom was looking at him now. I stayed with them for a while, but eventually I went exploring. I stopped in a restaurant and picked up some food. Left some cash, not that it matters at this point. While I was eating on a bench, I saw a hummingbird floating in the air next to the bushes. It had this beautiful red color under its throat, and I sat and watched it. After an hour or so (I'm guessing, my watch and cell phone are useless), I noticed its wings were moving. Not that I could see, but it was definitely halfway from top to bottom when it was at the top before. In my time like this, I've read every new book in every library I've come across. Not a lot of TV shows I can watch. A ruby-throated hummingbird beats its wings 50 times every second, and it took an hour and a half for it to move halfway. I've helped people too. People in front of cars about to get hit? Falling off a bridge? I've saved lives. But then they just stare off into nothing. I want to say I got used to not being thanked, but… This fucking sucks. I found one of your guys in a library in Chicago; they had dropped a bunch of books with pictures of a weird blue mouse and I saw a logo I didn't recognize on their badge. I came here and found your library. The things you guys research here are incredible. God, I wish I could see some of it in action. Then I saw this thing you guys are calling Pegasus Rising; a wormhole to another dimension? Finally, something different, maybe someone I could talk to. So I picked an empty cell and stayed here. Stayed still long enough that you guys could actually see me. And now you don't. Thanks for the room. SCP-5886's reclassification to Uncontained is pending. Footnotes 1. A Site-42 based trans-dimensional experiment with the goal of providing a means of evacuation in case of a failure to avert an XK-Scenario. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5886" by TheeSherm, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5886. 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-5887 | safe | SCP-5887 - Evacuation I know what I'm going to say may disappoint some readers, but it is recommended that you read SCP-4485 before this reading this SCP. There will be things you may not understand if you don't read SCP-4485. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this. I want to thank: EpsilonMystery, Grigori Karpin, Mis, Dysadron Professor Puffer and Azamo: For critique. Image Credits N/A [-- ▸ More by this Author ◂] {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} O5-13, you have one (1) Overseer vote that requires your attention. Item #: SCP-5887 Display Archived Containment Procedures Close Archived Containment Procedures SCP-5887 is to be kept in a high security vault at Area-57. Under no circumstances is SCP-5887 to be activated at any point in time. Updated Containment Procedures: SCP-5887 has been relocated to a highly secure vault at Site-29's High-Value Item Wing.1. Description: SCP-5887 is a handheld device created by the SCP Foundation. When activated, SCP-5887 manifests a two-dimensional ellipsoid Rift measuring approximately 10 meters in diameter. Any living or non-living organism that enters the two-dimensional Rifts will be transported to SCP-5887-1. SCP-5887-1 refers to an alternate version of Earth following the conclusion of an unknown K-Class scenario. SCP-5887-1 is populated by large reptilian entities (designated SCP-5887-2). Instances of SCP-5887-2 are blind but have acute hearing and exhibit serrated appendages growing from their spines; the entities react with hostility against any other organisms they encounter. Atmospheric samples taken from drones during Exploration Log 5887.01 indicate hazardous concentrations of ionizing radiation. The origins of these hazards are theorized to be ejected from the onset of critical power failures within nuclear plants, mainly attributing to severe structural damage caused by SCP-5887-2. Due to this, the surrounding wildlife had rapidly undergone biological mutations. History: SCP-5887 was created by the SCP Foundation as a prototype of Project "WORLDS COLLIDE". In summary, the project aimed to formulate and develop means of immediately translocating human civilization to a secure, and inhabitable planetary body in the event of an XK-Class "End of the World" scenario. O5-13, you have one(1) Overseer vote that requires your attention. Update: Following the result of an Apollyon-Class containment breach of SCP-4485, personnel at Area-57 began researching, and developing methods to improve the containment of SCP-4485, and HANSARP. These include: Methods of immunization of SCP-4485. Arial drones designed to scan, and report HANSARP artefacts to Foundation personnel. Usage of soundproof communication equipment to prevent getting affected by SCP-4485-B instances via verbal communication. Requesting, and obtaining assistance from the Global Occult Coalition, and European governments. Initiate a full lockdown of civilian activity, and establishing perimeters. Utilizing Foundation agents who are immune to SCP-4485 effects to commence insider investigations within HANSARP, and leak information to Foundation personnel2. Despite these efforts, SCP-4485 is still beyond the containment of the Foundation. As time progressed, the total number of personnel within Area-57 dwindled due to SCP-4485 infections or HANSARP, currently sitting at a total of 3 Foundation staff, and 1 D-Class. On 17/4/2020, Site Director Madison Ashford of Site-77 received a message from Agent Diana Wilson. HANSARP is planning an attack on Site-77. Based on the laughable amount of sites we lost in Europe, it shouldn't come off as a surprise that HANSARP has access to a large number of Foundation military equipment. To those who are within Site-77; be ready. They have not announced their attack yet, but when they do, I will immediately notify all personnel. I will do whatever I can to sabotage their equipment. One last thing: HANSARP is also interrogating their members because they suspect one of them is a spy who is leaking information to the Foundation. What makes them suspect that? Containment Teams raiding their sites. HANSARP shit getting found in hidden areas. Members found and detained. They find it suspicious that the Foundation miraculously found out about those things. They don't suspect me yet, but if they do… Well, you know the ending. Be safe, guys. The Foundation needs all the hands it can get. O5-13, you have one(1) Overseer vote that requires your attention. On 18/4/2020, all Foundation personnel in the European region received a memorandum from the O5 Council. My friends, As you may know, HANSARP is under full control of Europe. The magnitude of this disruption has increased each day. Failing to contain an anomaly is an utter embarrassment of the Foundation. This is why we are declaring an immediate retreat of all European-based facilities. We have decided the containment procedures of SCP-4485 are to be re-written, as personnel assisting in the containment of SCP-4485 will find in an attached document you will have received in a separate memorandum. Revised Containment Procedures: Foundation and GOC transport helicopters are en route to Site-77 for evacuation with attack helicopters for assistance. All personnel located outside of Site-77 are to head to the said location immediately. Transport helicopters will arrive at approximately 15:40 with a 30-minute window for entering said transport helicopters. Once the 30-minute window has ceased, all transport helicopters will exit the European nations, and arrive at the nearest airport, or Foundation facilities. No further evacuation attempts will be made. Personnel in the American, Russian, and Chinese branches of the Foundation with assistance from governments are to establish a containment zone around all European nations. Any human or anomaly witnessed escaping the containment zone is to be neutralized. All SCiPnet and World Wide Web access within Europe have been blocked. Containment efforts of anomalies within Europe are to be abandoned and reclassified as Kušum3, with the sole exception of SCPs capable of initiating K-Class scenarios. These anomalies are to be transported to an alternate site. The Foundation is experiencing an LV-Class "Lifted Veil" scenario. Despite this, no attempts to heed the scenario in question are necessary. With regards, O5-O1 During evacuation preparations, personnel received the following message from Agent Diana Wilson. hansarp knows about the evacuation. their not waiting any longer, they're sending everything they have on there. get to 77 as soon as possible. Following the retrieval of the message, personnel at Site-77 began immediate preparations for the ensuing attack, now referred to as "Operation Crumbling Shield". The total number of casualties during "Operation Crumbling Shield" is estimated to be 350 Foundation personnel and 290 HANSARP members. O5-13, you have one(1) Overseer vote that requires your attention. While Area-57 personnel were en route to Site-77, a communication log was taken between Director Madison Ashford and Co-Pilot Hoffman Schneider. BEGIN LOG Madison: This is Madison Ashford, Director of Site-77. We're under fire from HANSARP. Where the hell are those choppers? Hoffman: Director Madison this is Co-Pilot Hoffman from SCPF flight-102. We're currently on our way. ETA 15 minutes. Madison: 15 minutes is too long. Hoffman: I apologize, but that's the earliest we can get. Madison: Fine, but when you arrive we get in those choppers, and get out. No waiting for anyone. Hoffman: But the Overseers- Hoffman: Forget the Overseers, what about us, we need to lea- Director Madison is then cut off by the sound of an explosion Hoffman: Madison? Madison? Shit. END LOG At 15:39, Area-57 personnel arrived at Site-77. Below contains a log detailing the event taken from Commander Emma's video camera during "Operation Crumbling Shield". BEGIN LOG Footage captures D-4485, Evan, and Emma in a vehicle. Leon Becker is the driver of the vehicle in question Emma: Alright, we're almost at Site-77, but we got company. Leon: What do we do? Does anyone have a plan? Emma: Here's the plan: We go in, get to the roof, survive, we get out. D-4485: That's the plan? Emma: Yeah? Like, what else were you expecting? D-4485: Well, something more detailed than that. Emma: We don't have much time to come up with a more detailed plan. Besides, it's safe to assume other people have the same idea. Evan: This. D-4485: sighs Fine. Commander Emma hands D-4485 an M4A1 D-4485: Uh… Emma: You know how to use it? D-4485: Yeah, I do. Vehicle arrives at Site-77. All individuals exit the vehicle and proceeds inside the site in question. Footage captures Foundation Operatives and Researchers fending off against the attack. Gunfire and detonations can be seen and heard Researcher 1: Shit, I'm out! Researcher 2: Here, take my mag! Researcher 2 throws researcher 1 an M4A1 NATO magazine. Researcher 1 reloads his rifle Researcher 1: Tha- Researcher 1 is then shot to the forehead. This causes Researcher 2 to panic Researcher 2: Simon?! Simon! Researcher 2 is enraged and begins to fire back at HANSARP, only to be killed shortly after D-4485: At least he's with Simon now. Leon: D-Class, focus. We need to find the stairwell to the roof. D-4485: Where is it? Evan: It's over there near the labs! D-4485: Got it! Evan, Leon, Emma, and D-4485 approach and climbs up the stairwell until they reach floor level 2 as Evan notices an injured Foundation Operative lying on the floor with gunshot wounds to the left leg, and waist Emma: What are you doing? Evan: I- I can't just leave him here. I gotta take him with us. Emma: We don't have time for that, we gotta get up now! Evan: I am not leaving him behind. If this was you, Emma, would you let me leave you behind? There is silence for a few seconds Emma: Make it quick. D-4485: I'll help you out. As Evan and D-4485 enter the room where the injured Operative is located, a large explosion is created between the 4 individuals. Emma slowly gets up from the explosion, and witnesses a large hole between the 4 Leon: Are you guys alright? D-4485: No, that shit flew me to the wall! Emma: I told you it was a bad idea! Evan: I didn't know this shit would happen! Leon: Guys, stop bitching. We need to leave immediately, I can hear those choppers right now. Sounds of gun and missile fire from attack helicopters can be heard in the background D-4485: Can we jump across? Leon: I- I think we can try. Leon grabs onto a stairway handle and extends his arm towards D-4485 as he prepares to jump. Just before it is attempted, Leon's hand gets shot, and he stumbles back onto the stairs Leon: Fuck! Emma grabs onto Leon to prevent him from falling into the hole Emma: You alright? Leon: No, I just got shot! D-4485: What now? Emma: You two find another way to the roof. Leon and I will meet you up there. Evan: We'll try! Emma then assists Leon in climbing up the stairs Leon: I can walk, yanno. Emma: Thought you needed help. Leon: I don't need any help, I just… wanna get out of this here. Emma: I know, just hang on. You still got 5887? Leon: I do. Emma and Leon make their way to the rooftop of Site-77. Footage captures transport helicopters preparing for transport, military Operatives and Attack Helicopters opening fire on HANSARP. One of the Operatives approaches Leon and Emma Operative 1: Good, you're here. Get in those choppers, now. 3 seconds later, one of the Attack Helicopters is hit by an anti-aircraft missile, and is hit behind its wing before it spirals, and crashes towards Site-77's Containment Wing C Emma: Holy shit! Operative 1: I said get in there now! Emma and Leon then enter the transport helicopter. They are surrounded by tens of Foundation personnel Researcher 4: Can't we go now?! Operative 2: Not until the 30-minute window is over. Researcher 4: For fucks sake, it's a warzone out here! Can't we leave? Operative 2: Fine, make it 5 minutes then. Researcher 4: I hate the Foundation sometimes. 5 minutes pass as more personnel enters the transport helicopters. Just before they're ready to take off, Evan and D-4485 are seen approaching the transport helicopters Evan: Wait! Wait for us! Emma: (To herself) Holy shit. (To the pilots) Hang on a second, we got 2 more coming! Pilot 1: sighs They better be quick, we're already leaving. D-4485 and Evan enter the transport helicopter where Emma and Leon are located before it takes off Leon: You guys okay? D-4485: Could've been better. Emma: Where's your friend? D-4485: We… We- Evan: We left him behind. He was a lost cause. Leon: … Shit. Evan: You were right, Emma. I should've left him behind. END LOG Footnotes 1. Following the Overseer memorandum. 2. As of writing, a total of 19 Agents are classified as M.I.A. 3. A classification which denotes an anomaly's containment being indefinitely suspended. [END OF FILE] . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . O5-13, You have one(1) Overseer vote that requires your attention. Displaying vote. O5 COUNCIL PROPOSAL 4485-29 PROPOSAL: "Initiate nuclear bombardment of European region to cease the activity of HANSARP, and SCP-4485." COUNCIL VOTE SUMMARY: YES NO ABSTAIN O5-01 O5-06 O5-11 O5-02 O5-07 O5-12 O5-03 O5-08 O5-04 O5-09 O5-05 O5-10 STATUS PENDING NOTES: N/A > Command: vote yes Are you sure? > Command: Confirm Certainly. Your vote has been logged, and the other Overseers have been informed of your decision. > Command: Log off Logging off. Goodbye, O5-13. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5887" by Rose the Changeling , from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5887. 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-5888 | euclid | SCP-5888: Pariah King (Or: The Greatest Stories Are Those We Carry With Us) Author: ItsDenali, and thanks to cybersqyd for crit. Image Credit: See the Discussion page below. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 2/5888 LEVEL 2/5888 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-5888 Euclid SCP-5888 shortly after transfer to Site-19. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5888 is to be housed in a standard humanoid living quarters at Site-19 and is permitted to socialize with other personnel and residents as desired. Any SCP-5888-1 instances generated by SCP-5888 are to be documented and backed up digitally; all interviews with SCP-5888 are to be recorded, transcribed, and stored with this file. Should an instance not demanifest, it is to be stored in a designated locker at Site-19. Description: SCP-5888 is an elderly humanoid male whose physical appearance suggests his age to be in his late seventies. The subject is believed to actually be far older, due in part to his anomalously negligible biological aging. SCP-5888’s primary anomalous quality is his ability to reproduce any form of informational media that he had previously observed or experienced firsthand. These objects are collectively designated SCP-5888-1 and individually designated as Items within this file for brevity's sake. This ability is aided by SCP-5888’s proclaimed photographic memory. SCP-5888-1 instances will take on a variety of forms depending on the date during which they were initially experienced by SCP-5888, typically appearing as the form of media viewed or otherwise relevant at the time. Despite the accuracy of details recorded in these memories, SCP-5888 is unable to mentally recall long-term memories traditionally and must resort to the creation of these instances to recall such information. By coming into and sustaining contact with the instances, SCP-5888 is able to recall memories or information initially associated with that instance. SCP-5888-1 instances remain inert upon contact with individuals other than SCP-5888. SCP-5888-1 instances are generated through SCP-5888’s skin, where the flesh on the desired portion of SCP-5888’s body will part and reveal a dark void inside of SCP-5888’s body from which the instance will emerge; once retrieved, the opening will close. This process generally does not cause harm or discomfort to SCP-5888. Instances will usually demanifest a few minutes after their production unless intentionally retained by SCP-5888. SCP-5888 has proven cooperative with Foundation personnel in terms of containment and interviewing, providing instances to personnel and manifesting relevant information upon request. Discovery: SCP-5888 first came to the Foundation’s attention in September of 1995 after reports of an elderly man who was able to produce items from his skin began circulating near Tashkent, Uzbekistan. On 11/4/95, agents located a man in that area matching the descriptions in the rumors; the man was declared anomalous and brought into Foundation custody without resistance. SCP-5888 proved cooperative with personnel during and after his transfer to Site-19, despite being initially hesitant. Addendum 5888.1: The following is an abridged detailing of several notable SCP-5888-1 instances created by SCP-5888. Item-15 Item-21 Item-29 Item-38 Item-51 Item-59 Item-91 Item-15 upon manifestation. Specimen Description: A cuneiform-inscribed clay tablet. Date of Memory: Roughly 2000 B.C. Content: A military order to attack a city named “Saatiae” with a force of three thousand soldiers. The entity or kingdom that would have issued this order remains unidentified, and no city by the name of “Saatiae” is known to have existed at any point in known history. Comments made by SCP-5888: Innocent blood was spilt that day for little reason more than money and political squabbling. A shame that things have changed very little since then. Specimen Description: An old piece of paper, yellowed with age. Date of Memory: Late eighteenth century. Content: A letter written in French detailing an execution order for several members of the French nobility alive before and up to the French Revolution. A small red stain is present on the letter’s surface. Comments made by SCP-5888: Violence, and war by extension, is not itself bad, it is simply evil or good depending on the purpose for which it is used; sadly more often than not, it is used for evil. However, when the Revolution broke out, all men trembled: the poor with anticipation, knowing what was to come; and the rich with fear, knowing what they had caused. The day the doors to the Bastille flew open, a just fight was begun, and its combatants were sure to deliver for even centuries afterward. Imagery contained within Item-29. Specimen Description: A bound manuscript. Date of Memory: European Medieval period. Content: An assortment of hymns, prayers, and various depictions of scenes from the New Testament, as well as several additional scenes of figures performing unidentified rituals. The later pages of the book contain illegible scribbles and symbols, Latin characters, and crude drawings of smiling stick figures grouped together. Comments made by SCP-5888: All societies have outcasts in one form or another, and oftentimes those outcasts will come together to form a society of their own. The worries, fears, anxieties of isolation truly are unhealthy, no matter the era in which one resides. One common factor across the ages is the power of a community to strengthen its members and let them find meaning, and in this case, belonging amidst a world that had cast them out. Specimen Description: A small painting. Date of Memory: Renaissance Era. Content: The painting depicts a scene highly similar to Thomas Cole’s The Savage State (1834), though differs in its inclusion of a group of pale, slender figures in the foreground, each holding unknown equipment, possibly weapons or tools of sorts. Comments made by SCP-5888: Masaccio1 always had an interest in the unknown; eventually his curiosity led him down a path few have ever walked, and he found those who were beyond his wildest comprehension, and it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever laid his eyes upon. He sought his desires, his aspirations, and was greatly rewarded for his courage. After an encounter like that I’d expect nothing less of him than to reference that beauty in his work. Specimen Description: A hinged silver locket with a necklace chain. Date of Memory: Early twentieth century, likely during the first World War. Content: A small portrait photograph depicting a smiling young woman is present. The photograph is slightly discolored with age, and a shallow gash is present on the outside of the locket. Comments made by SCP-5888: I’ve seen more carnage than most, but those trenches… my God. There was evil in that place. Had it been the madmen that created the gas, the men commanding its use, or something darker, I cannot be sure. But when I couldn’t stand to fight any longer, the thought of her gave me the drive, the hope I needed to press on.2 Specimen Description: A Polaroid photograph. Date of Memory: August 9th, 1980 Content: The photograph depicts a smiling, elderly woman from the side. She is leaning against a stone guardrail, overlooking a small city below believed to be Edinburgh, Scotland. A message written in pen is present on the back of the Item, which reads "My fate, my love, forever. -8/9/1980." Comments made by SCP-5888: Loss is an unfortunately inevitable part in life, that's just the way it is; the grief and mourning that follow it are inherent parts of the process. But to allow the two to consume you is to throw away all the lessons that the dead had taught you in life. To focus on the pain instead of the renewal is among the worst mistakes you can make. Moira taught me this, and though it took me a long time to accept it, she was completely right. The past may be said and done, but there are lessons to be learnt, or at the very least memories to be treasured, and not even time can erase those.3 A digital recreation of Item-91's surface. Specimen Description: A small, black rock carved with runic symbols, measuring roughly 7 cm in length. Date of Memory: Unknown Content: Humanoid figures, large arching structures, and flowers are scattered around the scene. Near the bottom of the stone, a figure appears to be radiating or glowing. Much of the scene has yet to be fully interpreted. Comments by SCP-5888: Oceans simply burned into nothing, continents plunged into the seas, entire mountain ranges sundered, and every flower on the planet bloomed in the brilliant sun as the Children were slaughtered in their sleep. Their shining cities burned, their living machines choked, and even their very minds were shattered by the more twisted contraptions humanity had acquired. In the end, humanity reigned victorious, as if it were even a fair fight, having wiped an entire civilization— as well as several continents— right off the face of the planet; all within a single day. The greatest atrocity in history, now almost entirely forgotten. ◆ Addendum 5888.2 - Level 3 Clearance Required ◆ ◇ Addendum 5888.2 - Level 3 Clearance Required ◇ Accessing Log… Interview Video Log Transcript Interviewer: Researcher Griffin Subject: SCP-5888 Foreword: The purpose of this interview was to ascertain the approximate age or general origins of SCP-5888 by recording an example of one of his earliest memories. To this end, SCP-5888 was prompted to produce an SCP-5888-1 instance corresponding to such memories. The following is what transpired. [BEGIN LOG] (SCP-5888 holds out his right hand and closes his eyes. After roughly one minute, he can be seen visibly straining himself trying to manifest the target SCP-5888-1 instance, eventually grunting with effort. Following another 30 seconds, the skin of his palm parts, produces a small green crystal of unknown composition (later designated Item-120) and closes. SCP-5888 opens his eyes and breathes deeply while running his fingers over the stone. His expression becomes solemn.) SCP-5888: (Whispering.) Th-that's right… Griffin: That took much longer than usual. How long ago would you say this memory dates back to? SCP-5888: This was tens of… no, hundreds of thousands of years, at least. (He slowly thumbs object's surface.) Griffin: Hundreds of thousands of years? What could have happened that long ago? SCP-5888: Probably nothing that your Foundation would understand. If I am correct then even writing had yet to have been invented. Griffin: Around the time of primitive man, then? SCP-5888: (He nods slowly and turns Item-120 over in his hands, rubbing its edge with his finger.) You were little more than primitive fairies in the woods with sticks and torches back then, though sentient and intelligent enough to carry on the stories of the early eras to your descendants. Griffin: Go on. SCP-5888: Before there was mankind and its counterparts, there were gods. Everyone’s heard of the ancient tales of nightmarish and incredible beasts who ruled the seas, skies, and plains. Humanity learned early on that it was best to avoid these beasts, these gods. The reality of those gods’ lives were thus always observed from afar, and mythologies developed from those observations, in one form or another. Griffin: That’s certainly insightful, but what does it have to do with your origins? SCP-5888: Humankind has always maintained a modicum of what you would consider anomalous but in reality is likely one of the most natural things about it: belief. Griffin: (Flatly.) Belief? SCP-5888: Your Foundation probably has a catchy scientific term for it, but humankind's capacity to define narratives and stories, its belief, is one of most powerful tools humanity possesses. Griffin: (Looks perplexedly at SCP-5888.) Care to elaborate? SCP-5888: (He pricks the tip of his finger on the point of the crystal for a moment and sighs.) It’s been said that if you can make enough people believe in a lie then that lie can become truth. Well, as it turns out if just enough people believe enough in that lie, it can… (He pauses.) …I can, really come true. Griffin: (Stares confusedly for a moment before his eyes widen in surprise.) Wha— you’re a narrative construct? SCP-5888: I was only a myth, a story, and then eventually I just was, rather I always had been. Simple as that. Griffin: So what you’re saying is that the collective belief in you as a mythological entity somehow retrocausally forced you into existence? SCP-5888: (Leans back in his chair.) Something like that. They knew me as a king of knowledge, a god even. Thus, I was, and thus I had always been. Griffin: (He pauses and leans forward to inspect Item-120 for a moment, not taking his eyes off the object. He puts his finger to his chin before speaking.) But you were forgotten, weren’t you? (His eyes flicker back to SCP-5888.) Your story changed. SCP-5888: (He clasps the crystal tightly, pressing the point into his right palm, and laughs bitterly.) Memory is a fickle thing, for those damned ancients at least. Now only vague whispers about a forgotten king wandering the world remain. Griffin: So you and your myths were changed, nearly forgotten, and you were… altered with them? SCP-5888: (He slams a fist down on the table.) I was a king, dammit! Yet thanks to the ancients' collective ignorance, what am I now? An outcast husk cursed to wander the Earth with his perfect memory, learning from history while still being forced to watch it be repeated generation after generation! Stripped of my divinity and reduced to some kind of… pariah king. Or so my story goes. Griffin: Please calm down, five-eight-eight-eight, I don’t want to have to call security. (SCP-5888 clenches his jaw tightly before closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, and relaxing his posture. Item-120 demanifests, and the skin on his forearm parts to reveal a photograph, which he feels with his fingers. SCP-5888 remains silent but smiles lightly as the second Item demanifests and his skin closes. He wipes a tear from his eye.) SCP-5888: Please pardon my behavior. It’s been a very long time since I’ve looked back on this… (He pauses.) …aspect of my past. Griffin: I understand. But what was that Item you produced just now? SCP-5888: (He waves dismissively.) Sometimes I just need to be reminded of the lessons I've already been taught. Griffin: Alright then. Well, this time has been very insightful, so thank you. SCP-5888: (He nods.) Anytime. (As Griffin begins gathering his notes SCP-5888 rises and walks to the room’s window, overlooking the courtyard of Site-19.) SCP-5888: My era may have ended, but there are still plenty of my kind out there, if I had to guess. Griffin: What do you mean by that? SCP-5888: (Shrugs.) Gods, outcasts, “constructs,” I believe you said? Either way, they all tie back to belief. If I'm right then that belief still holds power. The narratives that humankind creates will shape this world for better or for worse in time. (He turns to Griffin and smiles.) I have at least a little faith that some of you will shape it for the better, one way or another. Griffin: (He sighs and smiles lightly as he reaches to shut off the camera.) I sure hope so. [END LOG] Footnotes 1. A lesser-known painter from the European High Renaissance who died in 1428. 2. The subject declined to answer further questions regarding the woman photographed, and SCP-5888 was not found with any other individuals at the time of discovery. 3. Possible connections between SCP-5888's mention here and the the photograph contained within Item-51 have been considered, though SCP-5888 has declined to comment further on the matter. |
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Review of this file is limited to those individuals with high resistance to memetic anomalies or having undergone extensive memetic-inoculation. You have been warned. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Distribution of recorded SCP-5889 instances. Special Containment Procedures: Individuals affected by instances of SCP-5889 are to be administered Class-A amnestics. Due to this treatment being only partially effective, individuals are to be digitally monitored by I/O METATRON for signs of psychological instability and/or threats to the Veil. Institutionalization in a Foundation-operated psychological treatment facility is to be initiated only if the affected individual shows signs of potential Veil-breaching communications. Previous Special Containment Procedures involved the mandatory institutionalization of all affected individuals, however after observation revealed no lingering effect in multiple subjects, and given the advancements in AI technology in recent years, remote monitoring has been deemed a more cost effective and ethical solution. Description: SCP-5889 is a memetic cognitohazard that takes the form of broadcasts originating from a radio station self-designated as VKTM-66.3.1 Individuals who hear instances of SCP-5889 are immediately affected in two ways by the memetic nature of the anomaly: Affected individuals report irrational terror and distress; After an instance ceases, affected individuals are unable to remember the content of the broadcast, but retain memories of the emotional duress suffered, even after multiple courses of amnestic treatment. As of this writing, instances of SCP-5889 have only occurred within the continental United States. Occurrence of instances is unpredictable and lacks observable patterns. Frequently, the instance only occurs in the presence of solitary individuals.2 It is currently theorized that the instances are targeted, but the method by which individual victims are chosen is unclear. After being exposed to an instance of SCP-5889, an individual will often respond with “fight-or-flight” responses. Given the amnestic properties of SCP-5889, affected individuals are unable to locate the offending stimulus, increasing their panic and the irrationality of their actions. This can be particularly dangerous and disruptive if the affected individual is driving when exposure to the instance occurs. Incidents of violence are relatively rare, but individuals affected are often found to take hazardous actions in an attempt to escape the cause of their terror. Other than the self-identified designation as VKTM-66.3, the source of the anomalous broadcast has not been discovered. No origination of radio waves has been identified. The method by which the signal is transmitted is unknown. Addendum 5889.13 ► Excerpts of SCP-5889 Instances ◄ ▼ Close File ▼ The first recorded instance of SCP-5889 occurred in the Colorado town of Crested Butte on 14 November, 1959: Radio Personality: Hello Beautious Buttes! This is Kilimanjaro and the Duke, with your Saturday evening dementia radio hour. Got anything to add to that, Dukey? [The sound of metal scraping and squealing as it tears is heard for the next thirty seconds. The frequency and pitch were such that glass reportedly cracked within five miles of the Downtown Crested Butte area.] Radio Personality: Now, don’t that just beat all. Folks, I never feel more alive than when Duke is pontificating! [Airhorn sound effect is heard.] Radio Personality: Oh, hot damn! We got ourselves a request for a shout out to one of our listeners. Amy Kling, we sure hope you can hear us because we’ve got a message from someone special. Your mother wants you to know she’s fine, she’s doing well, and you don’t have to worry. Radio Personality: She wanted to keep you updated about the rat that broke in and been giving her trouble. He started nibbling down by her toes, and she thinks he likes her, ‘cuz he’s been going hog wild down there for the last hour. Radio Personality: The maggots crawled through her left eye yesterday, but she’s still got the right eye, and hell, not much to see down there. Anyway, Amy, your momma just wanted you to know that she’s liquefying right according to schedule, and she can’t wait to see you next week! [More metal shrieking noises.] Radio Personality: Good point, Duke! It’s time for the weath– An instance of SCP-5889 was recorded on 26 January, 1961, in Macon, Georgia, and represents an excerpt of a debate between two academics: Prof. Keller: See, that’s not what I mean, I’m talking about control. We all walk around with this obsessive need to keep a vise grip on every aspect of our lives. We should let some things go. Dr. Irving-Waites: So, what? Sacrifice my independence? No, thank you. Free will is pretty goddamn important to me. Prof. Keller: I’m not talking about being a slave to them, I’m saying you don’t need to decide every single aspect in your life to be happy. There’s no such thing as determinism. Take three things out of your daily activities and let them decide for you, I guarantee you’ll be happier. Dr. Irving-Waites: Like what sort of things? Prof. Keller: Take for example… your finances, your voting and whether or not you go to church that week. Small things. Dr. Irving-Waites: See, that doesn’t sound great to me. They’re lizards, not people, after all. Prof. Keller: Nonsense! Reptiles have been evolving and surviving longer than humanity has been breaking rocks. The wisdom of the reptilian elite, of which I am blessed to claim a part of, is something ancient and mystical. You can literally learn more listening to a lizard in an hour than you would in a full day at a university. It’s hard to walk around with a gecko balanced on your shoulder, but you get used to the stares. Recorded on 18 April, 1972, this SCP-5889 instance occurred in the area of the Rogue River Valley, Oregon: News Anchor: Sorry to interrupt our normally scheduled program, folks, but we have some breaking news. Reporters here at VKTM-66.34 have uncovered the real reason for President John F. Kennedy’s assassination: he was a stupid fucking capitalist asshole who was friends with mobsters and illustrated everything most corrupt with this country. We shot him in the head, twice. His wife picked up part of his brains, because she was the embodiment of women’s subservience to the patriarchy in this nation. National goddamn TV and his brains were all over the trunk of that car. And for what? To serve as a warning. [Panicked murmuring can be heard for roughly eight seconds.] News Anchor: You hear that? That’s the sound of your pathetic misconceptions about homosexuality, about race, about gender, about socialism, about education. Someone should kick you in the brain, Mike. Yeah. You. Michael Sinclair, 4543 Rosewater Drive, Grants Pass, Oregon, ZIP code 97526.5 Someone should kick you in the brain. Maybe your wife would pick up the little pieces, but I doubt it with the way you speak to her like she’s property. [Panicked murmuring can be heard for roughly twelve seconds.] News Anchor: Guess what? You don’t matter at all to America. This country is gonna kill you, and it’s gonna refuse to offer treatment along the way. And when your brain is kicked in, bet you’ll be wishing the socialist agenda would stick its nose into your business and pay for all them surgeries, so you don’t end up a goddamn vegetable. News Anchor: We now return you to the regularly scheduled programming of Dollies’ Dixie Corner. But from all of us at VKTM-66.3, I’d like to wish the corpse of JFK a merry ‘fuck you’. Fuck you too, Mike. An instance of SCP-5889 occurred on 3 July, 1987, in San Diego, California, exactly at midnight: Announcer: Usually, we here at VKTM-66.3 like to sign off on a message of positivity. But we just can’t do that today. Today is the day they won. Today is the day they finally broke down the doors of the Gubernatorial Mansion in Sacramento and dragged out our beloved Governor Deukmejian. [Indecipherable chanting begins in the background.] Announcer: Those dirty Satanist pigs pulled the governor out into the street and they forced him to drink goat’s blood and take the Dark Lord’s Sacrament. And you know what that means? You know what that means? Christianity is now forbidden by law. It’s in the State Constitution! [Chanting gets louder but is not in any recognizable language.] Announcer: So, throw away your bibles and let’s gather up the pastors and nuns and priests and imams and rabbis, because they only get two choices: convert or die. Boy those conservative Christian types warned us about ungodliness and we just didn’t listen. If only we had listened! [Chanting grows quieter and then fades out entirely.] Announcer: This concludes our scheduled programming, and we’ll see you tomorrow for Kilimanjaro and the Duke, at six AM sharp! [Thirty seconds of silence.] Announcer: …Praise the dark lord. An instance of SCP-5889 occurred on 27 May, 2002, in Beaumont, Indiana. It was an excerpt of the morning show previously recorded by Kilimanjaro and the Duke, two radio personalities employed by VKTM-66.3: Kilimanjaro: Hey there, we’re back from commercial and we got one hell of a scoop for our favorite listeners: Marjorie Schuul, that itch you feel on your back side? Those’re spiders, and they just entered your cavities. I don’t wanna say which ones, ‘cuz this is a family show, but I assume that’s gonna itch something fierce. Well don’t you worry… they’re only inside ya to lay some three to four thousand eggs. And when they hatch, I’m sure they’ll burrow right through your intestines lickety-split! [Sixteen separate airhorns are fired into the microphone for twelve seconds.] Kilimanjaro: You liked Charlotte’s Web just a little too much, Marjorie. Read more interesting books next time. An instance of SCP-5889 occurred on 9 August, 1997, in Miami, Florida. The recording represents an adult-themed, late night radio show: Madeline: Oh hello there you naughty listeners. You're listening to Late. Night. VKTM. For those of you that haven't tuned in before, my name is Mistress Madeline, and I can't wait to get to know you better. If you want to get to know li’l old me, what are you waiting for? Pick up your phone and pound in that number. [A moaning sound is heard.] Madeline: Oh! That sound means we have someone on the line. What's your name, handsome? Dinesh: Hey Maddy, it's Dinesh here. I've been a big fan for a long time, I can't believe I got through to you. Madeline: Hey there, Dinesh! I'm so glad you did get to me! Where are you calling from? Dinesh: I'm in my car with the radio on. My wife's in the house, asleep in bed. She doesn't know I listen to you, but I do this every night. Madeline: Ohhh, saucy! I love it when people tell me they sneak listen to me. Tell me about yourself, what do you do for a living? You gonna treat me right? Dinesh: Well, uh, I don't know. I just work in an office. Madeline: That doesn't rule you out, sweetheart. When was your last promotion? Dinesh: Some time ago, to be honest. I tell my wife I'm doing well, but I don't want to lie to you. Madeline: Well, I've got a task for you to do, so you're going to listen to your mistress right now. Understood? Dinesh: [Panting sounds can be heard.] Yes, anything. Madeline: So you're going to walk into your boss's office tomorrow at work. Storm in, it doesn't matter what he's doing. Dinesh: Uhh, what next? Madeline: You're going to get down on your knees in front of him, then gaze up at him with puppy-dog eyes, and you beg him. Dinesh: Um…. Madeline: Don’t worry, you trust your mistress, don’t you? So, you’re on your knees and you’re begging. You’re begging for that boss to give you some sort of validation. It's gonna hurt your pride, but I’m worth it. Keep going. Throw in some tears, tell him your baby is depending on you. Dinesh: Okay, um… anything for you… Madeline: Then, you stay on your knees, and you wait there ‘til he gives you something, even if it’s just a pat on the head. And then I want you to say: ‘Thank you for fucking me,’ because that's what's happening everyday you're in that dead end job. Stay on your knees, and crawl out the office. Pathetic. Go back to your wife. Dinesh: Wait, no I- Madeline: Well, that was good for me. Next caller. An instance of SCP-5889 occurred on 14 October, 2004, in Billings, Montana. The recording represents an excerpt of a call-in talk radio show: Hartwell: Hey listeners, you're on with Veronica Hartwell. We'll be together for the next two hours, and I want to hear from you. Are you having relationship problems? Maybe you're struggling with your life goals? Or are you just struggling to get by? Call me up, we'll have a chat, and I'll pretend to listen like you matter. Ha! Just kidding you. [A man can be heard wailing on the recording but the host does not acknowledge it.] Hartwell: Let's open up the lines. Hi, you're live on VKTM with Veronica Hartwell! What's on your mind, my dear? [Ten seconds pass without anyone speaking. The wailing increases in volume.] Hartwell: Sorry about that, it looks like the line went dead. Caller, please give us another ring. Let's go to the next listener. Hi, you're on live on VKTM-66.3, what do you want to discuss tonight? [Twenty seconds pass with no one speaking. The wailing is now so loud that when the host begins speaking, she has to raise her voice to be heard. Still, she does not acknowledge the wailing.] Hartwell: Huh… Okay then… Maybe another caller? Hi, you're live on air with me, Veronica Hartwell, what can I help you with? [Thirty-five seconds of moaning can be heard, then the moaning ceases.] Hartwell: Is anyone out there? Can anyone hear me? The most recent noteworthy recording of an SCP-5889 event occurred on 12 February 2013, in Huntington, West Virginia. The instance was a thirty-minute episode of a talk show about mental health hosted by Dr. Emily Goddard, PhD: Dr. Goddard: Okay, Glenn. Let’s get down to the core of the issue here. Your girlfriend is angry because you’ve invested so much of your identity in the myth of masculinity. Glenn: Wait, you think men are a myth? Dr. Goddard: Absolutely, we’re all myths, Glenn. Humanity is a myth. You think you’re a living, feeling being with emotions and history? Please. You’re a corpse waiting to happen. And everyone around you is already dead. I’m not being figurative here, they’re literally dead bodies. Glenn: I don’t understand. Dr. Goddard: Your girlfriend? Dead. Your mom and dad? Dead. Your fifth-grade sweetheart, your math tutor in high school, your boss? All dead. You ever hear of Cotard’s Delusion? Glenn: No, what’s that? Dr. Goddard: Never mind, the point is that it’s not a delusion. You’re dead, they’re dead. Nothing you do even matters. You have as much tangible impact on the world around you as a pile of dirt. Glenn: Fuck. Dr. Goddard: So, the next time you’re worried about saying the wrong thing or not quite understanding someone’s reaction, just remember, you’re a walking bundle of decomposing matter and the soul, if it was ever real, left your body a long time ago. ‘Fuck’ is basically the only sane thing any of us have to say about this existence. Glenn: Thanks, Doc. You’ve really put things in perspective. Dr. Goddard: No problem, Glenn. It’s what I do. Efforts to locate the source of SCP-5889 broadcasts are ongoing. Footnotes 1. Believed to be a subsidiary of Vikander-Kneed Technical Media (hereby designated as GoI-5889). 2. This was the case in over 85% of recorded instances. There has been no recorded instance affecting more than two individuals. 3. For a full database of all SCP-5889 recordings, please contact your on-site RAISA officer with proof of memetic inoculation. 4. This was the first time the radio station was mentioned during an instance of SCP-5889 but it has since been mentioned in no less than fifteen other instances. As of this writing, there is no such designated radio broadcaster registered with the Federal Communications Commission. 5. Despite not being able to remember the contents of the SCP-5889 instance, Mr. Sinclair sold his house and moved within two months of the event. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5889" by Grigori Karpin, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5889. 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: contus Author: Plains and Prairie Pothole License: CC BY 2.0 Source: LINK Additional Notes: Edited by Grigori Karpin Filename: 5889 logo Author: HarryBlank License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: LINK |
SCP-5890 | keter | The following article is a part of the And Every Time We Meet Again storyline. Whilst you can read it on its own, it's highly recommended you read the previous installments to get this article in its fullest. Image sources: Filename: power Author: Li-sung License: Public Domain Source Link: link Name of the file: map License: Open Data Commons Open Database License (ODbL) Source Link: https://www.openstreetmap.org ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} ACCESSING FILE — SCP-5890… RETINAL SCAN IN PROGRESS… IDENTITY CONFIRMED. WELCOME, DOCTOR MACCARTHY JUNIOR. Item#: 5890 Level3 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: danger link to memo SCP-5890 as seen prior to the fall of 1984. Special Containment Procedures The knowledge of the 1984-FALL Incident is to be limited to Foundation personnel of Clearance Level 3 or higher — all other individuals, including the entirety of the population of the Eastern regions of Poland, are to be administered amnestics. SCP-5890 has been permanently quarantined and cut off from all non-Foundation knowledge databases. No entry is currently allowed. All Foundation personnel seen emerging from SCP-5890 are to be terminated on sight. Any exploration team sent into SCP-5890 is to account for its members every 3 minutes. Should a number not corresponding to the previous one be accounted for, the team is to immediately leave and undergo a quarantine procedure. Further details are available to Level 4 Clearance personnel. All SCP-5890-1 entities are to be tracked down and eliminated, with the base of this operation being Site-120. Their containment is currently forbidden. Białystok, Poland. Description SCP-5890 is a spatial anomaly disguised as the Białystok Nuclear Power Plant located within Białystok, Poland. Local reality within the building is dimensionally and temporarily unstable to a high degree, frequently fluctuating between numerous alternative states of matter, dimensional locations, and timeframes, with no part of it being properly anchored within baseline reality. Within the building, multiple non-euclidean spaces can be found, with their properties, dimensions, and locations changing on a usual basis. Although no apparent pattern of these irregularities has been noted, they appear to be reliant on the individuals currently present in the building, creating such spaces seemingly out of distorted memories of these individuals. SCP-5890-1 is a designation given to an unknown amount of humanoid entities. The exact nature and appearance of such is not truly known due to the nature of their origin point, SCP-5890, though live reports of witnesses of the 1984-FALL Incident indicate that the humanoids: possess shapeshifting abilities, lack higher intelligence, do not possess an understanding of human grammar or speech patterns, are unable to properly analyze their surroundings. System Notice — the following file is incomplete and contains incomplete information. The remainder of the description and said information is Level 4/5890 Classified. > access description-full ERROR — INSUFFICIENT CLEARANCE Discovery Foundation involvement with SCP-58901 began on 13/06/1984 following the discovery of plans of unknown thaumaturgic actions within the Nuclear Power Plant of Białystok created by PoI-5936 ("Damien Nowak"), an alleged leader of a cult practicing thaumaturgy, The Children within Częstochowa's Local Authorities' Files. Further research regarding PoI-5936 conducted by Foundation personnel embedded within Częstochowa's local authorities revealed that numerous papers and documents documenting Nowak's previous actions were created by local authorities. The latest one is attached below2. ► ACCESS SCP:/5890/attached-documents/1 ▼ Close File It has come to my attention, more and more, the extent to which the abnormal and the ununderstood surround our world. At the rate of discovery my Bureau currently holds of new artifacts and phenomena, in merely two decades time, it seems like without a larger organization to take the anomalous into its custody, we would need to permanently break the Veil of Secrecy holding our association of nations together. Obviously, I, as most likely anyone higher within the ranks of our organization, know about GRU-P — but I surely am not the only one who thinks that it is just too little for how giant the world of the ununderstood is. During our latest studies, we have discovered one of the probably most worrying discoveries so far - calculations and context clues I am one hundred percent sure are indeed true lead me to believe that religion and all sorts of spiritual activities are not merely actions of fools lying to themselves about the nature of existence. In fact, they are far from it — we have been able to discover that rituals can literally affect the world at large, with instant fears of the State's enemies using such for our demise being expressed by my higher-ups. Upon calming all of my co-workers down that no such evidence exists, we have realized that with this utterly terrifying discovery, our biggest opportunity so far arises — channeled and controlled rituals. Of course, one could argue it's against our code of ethics, but here, I ask — did that stop us before? Did that stop us in the summer of 1970? Did it stop us during the winters of 1947? The answer should be pretty obvious to those even remotely possessing the knowledge of the State's history. It will not. Thus, I would like to propose a deal of sorts to be arranged. Damien Nowak, the infamous at this point enemy of the State and an enemy of the people, has been a burden for a long time now to all of us, regardless of our positions and rankings. However, I do believe that the same could be said in reverse. Our searches for him have not been making his life the most peaceful either. With this in mind, we could, theoretically speaking, use Mr. Nowak for our cause — simply offering mere forgetfulness of his previous deeds, with his side of the deal being teaching us and our Students the art of thaumaturgy and applied rituals. This, of course, should not be treated as my official statement on the matter (should, obviously, the project ever come to see the light of day, all engagement is to be immediately forwarded to the anti-Party regions of the Church), and is as naive as it may sound, I would like all of you, kind gentlemen, to consider my words. — Włodzimierz Jurczak, ZM "Witch Slayer" Division, Director Following this discovery being made, and the additional connections between Nowak and multiple other anomalous activities within the region being established, stopping said person's planned actions within LoI-5890 has been deemed the utmost priority for Site-120's personnel. In order to properly contradict PoI-5936's plans, Foundation agents have been embedded within LoI-5890 in order to alert proper staff when the aforementioned event would inevitably take place for Site-120's Thaumaturgic Division to properly intervene. In order however to potentially postpone or permanently stop the event from happening, Dr. Asheworth alongside Dr. MacCarthy Jr. were tasked with interviewing one of the members of LoI-5890's administrative structures, who was captured prior to the interview taking place. When the involvement of Nowak was confirmed by said interview, specialistic equipment detecting any thaumaturgic activity within the region was deployed at LoI-5890. Three days later minor thaumaturgic distortions, increasing in size on an hourly basis have been detected within the location. Within the next hours, Dr. Asheworth's account was logged attempting to access multiple files potentially regarding Nowak without proper clearance, for which he was adequately reprimanded. Although this incident did not repeat again, he expressed high interest in being a part of any further actions involving PoI-5936. Due to his prior effectiveness in actions involving thaumaturgic backgrounds, such a request was granted. 1984-FALL Incident Upon the realization that Nowak's ritualistic plans were in the process of being implemented, the Foundation deployed Mobile Task Force Omega-10 ("The Watchmen")3 alongside the two project leads of SCP-5890, Dr. Asheworth and Dr. MacCarthy Jr. The following files are recordings retrieved from Dr. Asheworth's camera. ► ACCESS SCP:/5890/exploration-logs/local-time/03/08/1984 ▼ Close File Date: 03/08/1984 Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Omega-10, Dr. Asheworth, Dr. MacCarthy Jr. Subject: SCP-5890 Team Lead: Dr. Asheworth Team Members: Dr. MacCarthy Jr., Om-10-1, Om-10-2, Om-10-3 Foreword: Due to Dr. Asheworth exhibiting signs of level 2 spatial and thaumaturgical resistance, he has been elected as the team's captain. The following exploration has been conducted during the start of SCP-5890's anomalous condition — all of such disruptions were, at that time, minor. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Asheworth: And… this should be on. Everyone, check your equipment. Om-10-1: Check. Om-10-2: Check. Om-10-3: Check. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Check makes four. Dr. Asheworth: Great. As I said, when we enter that hall, minor spatial disruptions will occur. I hope I don't need to say that, but do not follow any voices, feelings, or anything else that isn't my command. Understood? Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Yes. Om-10-1: Yeah. Om-10-3: Yes. Om-10-2: Yes. Dr. Asheworth: Great. Let's begin then. The exploration team enters SCP-5890's underground parking. Within it, no vehicles are present. After a scan of the area reveals a lack of lifeforms, the team head to the staircase. Om-10-1: Closed. Will be attempting forced entry. After a minute of trying, the team's attempts to force open the door have met with failure, and they cannot access the staircase. Om-10-1: Won't do. Dr. Asheworth proceeds to make his way to the doors and puts his hand at them for 30 seconds. Dr. Asheworth: And it never will. It's thaumaturgically sealed. We will have to take the elevator. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: No way around it? I would very much not want to be stuck in one in a soon-to-come spatial anomaly. Being stuck in one room is— Dr. Asheworth: No. I'm not happy with the fact it will slow us down either. The team enters the elevator located next to the staircase. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: I'd say we should go up first. Dr. Asheworth: Agree. I want to see if we can find anyone up there. If there were no cars down here, I'd be inclined to say there is no one, but I'm not sure. If that's the case, then they are up to something. No one leaves a building like this for no reason… Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: …unless something will happen. Dr. Asheworth: Exactly. That bastard is up to something. The elevator rides up. When it opens, it reveals an office space, largely occupied by cubicles. The team makes their way forward, each of the members splitting up into different parts of the room. Om-10-2: This part's empty. All hardware is gone. Om-10-1: Same here. Om-10-3: All's empty. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Note the total lack of documents. They evacuated everything. Not a single piece of paper was left. That… that's unsettling. Om-10-1: Jesus Christ. Every single thing, gone. Dr. Asheworth: We might already be too late. I'll check something. Using Foundation equipment, Dr. Asheworth proceeds to scan the local area. Dr. Asheworth: Nothing. I… I feel like I'm getting déjà vu. Nothing here, at least. we'll need to explore the basement. If no one's here, that rat must be hiding in there somewhere. Dr. Asheworth looks around the open room Dr. Asheworth: Every moment we'll waste here is one more moment for Nowak to freely roam this building. Let's go. Om-10-1 gets up from his resting point and proceeds to make his way to the elevator. Om-10-2: Let's go. Om-10-1 calls the elevator. Three seconds later, the door opens. He enters the room. Om-10-2 gets up from his resting point and proceeds to make his way to the elevator. Om-10-3: Let's go. Om-10-2 calls the elevator. Three seconds later, the door opens. He enters the room. Om-10-3 gets up from his resting point and proceeds to make his way to the elevator. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Let's go. Om-10-3 calls the elevator. Three seconds later, the door opens. He enters the room. Dr. MacCarthy Jr. gets up from his resting point and proceeds to make his way to the elevator. Dr. Asheworth: Let's— stop. Don't move. All of you. Stay right where you are. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: What's going on?! Dr. Asheworth: Temporal Ourobo— it's a time loop. Don't move. Om-10-1: And wh— Dr. Asheworth: Don't. Three… ten seconds pass Dr. Asheworth: Two… ten seconds pass Dr. Asheworth: One… ten seconds pass Dr. Asheworth: Now. We're free. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: What the hell was that? W-why couldn't we move? Dr. Asheworth: A self-contained temporal paradox. We- well, we were stuck in a sub-dimension where time was looped. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Jesus Christ. Can we… somehow avoid that, in the future? I… closed spaces is a bad thing on its own, but looped time? Dr. Asheworth: Theoretically, yes. But it will only get weirder with time here. Our perception will be fucked with. Om-10-4: Understood. The less time we are here, the less chance there is we'll catch the big ones. Let's get this over with as quickly as we can. Dr. Asheworth: Let's go. The team makes its way to the elevator. They enter it and block the down button. Dr. Asheworth: When we get out, don't separate. I know it might sound weird, but trust me, you don't want to be stuck in a non-dimension. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: I definitely do not. Om-10-1: Roger. Om-10-2: Understood. Om-10-4: Makes sense. After two minutes, the elevator opens, revealing an open office space. The room is filled with cubicles. Dr. Asheworth: Oh, no, no. No, no no. He rushes to the window and opens the curtains. Dr. Asheworth: No, no, no! Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: What's going on?! MacCarthy Jr. joins him. Upon looking out of the window, total darkness outside is revealed, with no characteristic landscape being recognizable. The camera feed starts to distort, with most of the recording failing to connect. At the center of the nonexistent sky, the Moon can be seen. It frequently fluctuates between different locations and looks. Dr. Asheworth: We're fucked. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Oh no, no no no no. The recording cuts as the connection is lost. ► ACCESS SCP:/5890/exploration-logs/local-time/05/08/1984 ▼ Close File Date: 05/08/1984 Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Omega-10, Dr. Asheworth, Dr. MacCarthy Jr. Subject: SCP-5890 Team Lead: Dr. Asheworth Team Members: Dr. MacCarthy Jr., Om-10-1, Om-10-2, Om-10-3, Om-10-4 Foreword: For two days, no connection was acquired with the team located inside SCP-5890. During that time, SCP-5890 began to heavily distort itself, with it totally disappearing from Foundation radars for 30 seconds only to return later, with its building materials being misplaced and replaced upon re-entry into reality. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Asheworth: …mmand, do you inaudible? Command, do you copy? This is Daniel Asheworth, identification key delta, one, two, seven, alpha, reporting from SCP-5890. We lost contact with inaudible! I repeat, this is Daniel Asheworth, SCP-5890, contact lost! inaudible continues for the next 20 seconds. The camera is seemingly picked up from a floor by Dr. Asheworth, revealing a dark corridor. Although the background is partially distorted, with it changing on an almost secondly basis, reality around him seems to be stabilized. Dr. Asheworth: MacCarthy. is inaudible, but I managed to get him into a stable state. The angle changes, revealing a man sitting on the floor. His arm is bandaged with a basic shirt, stopping the wound from bleeding. Dr. Asheworth: I have no idea what happened. Dash-four attacked him with a pocket knife. The others quickly tackled him, but he got him pretty badly. He changes his camera, revealing two men standing near the other end of the corridor. At the end of it, a fluctuating red light can be seen. Dr. Asheworth: We've been stuck on the middle floor between the reactor and the offices for three— no, four hours now. I honestly don't— Om-10-2: It's been at least six. Dr. Asheworth: Oh Jesus inaudible. No, no, no. Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck. Temporal perception-based distortion. Om-10-5: What? Dr. Asheworth: It means we're fucked beyond belief. We're— to put it simply, each of us perceives reality differently now. We need to get out of here, now. Carthy, are you able to walk? Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Y… y-es, yes. Dr. Asheworth: Is everything fine? You're strangely silent for once. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: I'm… yes, I'm f-fine. Dr. Asheworth: I— Om-10-3: Doc? What's this? Dr. Asheworth: What? The camera pans away as the red light at the end of the corridor starts spreading in the room. The team quickly runs away, with the camera feed getting distorted near the end of the room. Connection is lost for 30 seconds. Upon the connection being re-established, the team emerges into a living room of a house with an open balcony door, revealing a forest-like background around the establishment. Near their left, a door filled with a buzzing, dark light is located. From it, multiple machinery-like sounds can be heard. Dr. Asheworth: Oh no. No, no, no- He attempts to enter the hallway located on his left, only to be stuck in place in the middle of the room. He tries to look away from the balcony, but ultimately fails to do so. From the forest, a dog's barking can be heard, alongside an inaudible woman like voice. Dr. Asheworth: P-please… n-no… From the outside, a blurred shape emerges, bearing the resemblance to a dog. Dr. Asheworth: I— No… stop! The voice gets closer, with words being more and more audible. Though they can't be properly decoded, the word "Daniel" is repeated over and over. Dr. Asheworth: Stop! Through the room, a wind-like force sweeps, destroying most of the glass elements. The blurred shape stops in place. Dr. Asheworth: I'm… I'm sorry. I tried my best. I'm so sorry. I… he starts to cry. Dr. Asheworth moves his hand in a circle-like manner. In one of the walls, a hole is created, revealing the outside of the power plant. He falls down into the ground. Upon getting up, he puts his hands on his head. From his nose, a line of blood can be seen. Dr. Asheworth: looking at the rest of the team: Go! Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: But— Dr. Asheworth: I said, GO! The team enters the hole. Dr. Asheworth: Dealing with him is only my responsibility. The reality distortions get heavier as Asheworth enters the corridor on the left. From it, multiple unidentified voices can be heard. [END LOG] ► ACCESS SCP:/5890/exploration-logs/local-time/unknown ▼ Close File Date: Time of exploration could not be determined due to local reality being unstable and camera distortions Exploration Team: None Subject: SCP-5890 Team Lead: Dr. Asheworth Team Members: None Foreword: The truthfulness of the following video is still pending approval from the O4 Council4. Due to numerous camera distortions and contradictory evidence, it is currently unknown if the material provided within such is true. [BEGIN LOG] The room within which the camera is turned on is dimly lit. The object is placed on a balcony located above such. Dr. Asheworth: very quietly: I… I got you. The camera zooms into the space located underneath the balcony, revealing the reaction core of the power plant, on which multiple thaumaturgic symbols suggesting the words "to gain power (from)" are located. Around it, red, flicking lights can be seen. Asheworth moves closer to the edge of the space, which severely greatens the camera distortions.. Dr. Asheworth: I fucking got you. A zoom shows an individual located near the damaged reactor. They are hooded, and near them, numerous papers, thaumaturgic circles, and unidentified items can be seen. The individual vocalizes to an unseen crowd, which doesn't respond. The camera operator conducts an audio focus. ???: …and to you, my children, my army, I say — this shall not be our darkest day! Today shall only make us stronger. Never have we been this powerful— A visual focus reveals numerous unidentified humanoid-like creatures. They do not move. ???: Hunt the locals. Gather their information. Explore their memories. That's all I require of you. With our job here done, we will no longer need to hide. No; your abilities and new inaudible will help us truly mask within this society. When we will need to strike however, we will strike like thunder! No army will be able to stop us! We are the perfect deceivers, the perfect inaudible! The camera zooms further. Just when it is supposed to show the face of the individual, the camera is violently disrupted and it changes its angle to show the inside of the balustrade Dr. Asheworth is standing on. Behind him, Om-10-4 is standing. Dr. Asheworth: What the— Om-10-4 attacks Asheworth, trying to penetrate his arm with a pocket knife. Asheworth fires a gun, successfully hurting the man. Where blood would be however, a total lack of any liquid can be found. Around the wound, the skin turns into a gray scales. Dr. Asheworth: What the fuck? Omega-10-4 hisses, revealing a lack of a human tongue. The other creatures hiss, noticing the sound made by the shot. They all start to climb up the walls to get to the balcony. ???: Get him! The hooded figure whispers a silent sentence. Within one of the walls, a portal appears. The man enters through it, leaving the location. Dr. Asheworth: You motherfucker, get back here! Asheworth tries to rush down the balcony, attempting to make his way into the portal, but fails upon being tackled by approximately 10 of the creatures. One of the humanoids tackles him to the ground. Dr. Asheworth: You… piece… of shit! The camera distorts. When the connection is reestablished, a ring of fire is seen around him and numerous runes burning bright on his gloves, with most creatures standing still, visibly angry at Asheworth near its perimeter. Asheworth continues running down the room. The camera distorts again. When connection is reestablished, he is holding a spear created of what looks like materials which local pipes are made from. Dr. Asheworth: Not now! Get… here! Just as he is about to tackle the person he is after, an indivisible force stops him mid-air. It then throws him at the wall opposite of the portal. ???: It seems you have failed again. Goodbye, Asheworth. The man enters through the portal. Dr. Asheworth: Not… now— The recording cuts. On 08/08/1984, Daniel Asheworth was seen emerging from SCP-5890. Two hours later, he was administered health-boosting drugs and taken into Site-120's custody. The next day, the following interview has been conducted. ► ACCESS SCP:/5890/interviews/1 ▼ Close File Date: 09/08/1984 Interviewed: Dr. Asheworth Interviewer: Dr. MacCarthy Jr. Foreword: The interview was conducted following Dr. Asheworth's mental and physical health being stabilized. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: So, what the hell happened there? Who even was that? Dr. Asheworth: Nowak. The piece of shit responsible for 5936. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: As I understand from the recordings, you know him, don't you? Silence. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Look, I can't help you if you don't help me. This just doesn't work like that, goddamnit. Dr. Asheworth: I was this close. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: What? Dr. Asheworth: I was this close to catching him. After all these years… Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: We'll get him. Sooner or later. Dr. Asheworth: You won't. That's the problem. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Why? Dr. Asheworth: He always… finds a way. No matter how impossible the odds may seem, he always somehow gets alive and well. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: We will find a way. Dr. Asheworth: That's what you always say. Silence. Dr. Asheworth: So, what now? Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: As in? Dr. Asheworth: As in, what happens to all of the people working at that power plant. They're not gonna just let them back in. It's a cesspool of shapeshifters and a temporal crossroad between mentally shared memory-alike dimensions, it's— sorry. I… I get official when I'm nervous. Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: I… I— coughs I kn-ow. coughs Silence Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: Honestly? They will probably just amnesticize everyone and make a story up about… radioactive waste or something. It always works out. Dr. Asheworth: But… you can't… just do that! Amnestics will throw off the perception of local people for years, if not decades to come! How many people are alive here? Twenty thousand? Forty? That might spread the information about potential anomalous activity within the region if authorities get involved— Dr. MacCarthy Jr.: I know. But that won't change anything. sighs It never does. Silence Dr. Asheworth: How about the others? Are they at least safe? Dr. MacCarthy Jr: Dash two and three made it out with me. Dash one though… the red light consumed him. We never saw him again. But… at least we are safe. Dr. Asheworth: That's… all that matters… [END LOG] Closing statement: Dr. MacCarthy Jr. disappeared the next day. Although a search for him is currently in the workings, no anomalous activity was noted around him within the past week. The search for PoI-5936 is still ongoing. > log-off RECORDING CURRENT SESSION — 1843 FILES READ… LOGGING OFF. THANK YOU FOR USING SCIPNET, DOCTOR MACCARTHY JUNIOR. Footnotes 1. Or, rather, at that time, its nonanomalous origin building, hereby referred to as LoI-5890. 2. The entirety of the document was translated from Russian, a language not native to the writer of the document. 3. A Mobile Task Force focused on exploring spatial, temporal, and thaumaturgic anomalies, trained to be invulnerable to most reality-altering effects 4. A gathering of Site Directors, Department Leaders, and important personnel responsible for handling important situations that do not require the attention of Overwatch Command. 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SCP-5891 | safe | close Info X Content note: This article contains gore, body horror and implied references to alcohol and depression. If you notice anything tag-worthy that's not in here, please mention it in a comment. Item #: SCP-5891 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5891 has been purchased by the Foundation. It is to remain empty, under the cover story of structural damage. The windows have been covered with newspaper from the inside. Trespassers must be amnesticised. Description: SCP-5891 is a two-storey terraced house, numbered 28 on █████████ Street in Wrexham, Wales. It had been abandoned for an unknown period of time before its discovery. SCP-5891 is the focal point of a recursive effect, wherein numerous copies of the interior can be accessed via holes knocked haphazardly through the walls.1 These holes appear in different places depending on the iteration of SCP-5891; for instance, the access point from the main instance to the second is in the bathroom. Furthermore, they can only be entered in one direction; any person entering the other way will find themselves in the same iteration. However, going back through one will return a person to the previous iteration. Exit from a secondary instance of SCP-5891 is impossible; the front door cannot be opened, and neither the walls nor windows can be breached. Nothing that requires access outside the house (for example, water or electronics) functions. Early instances of SCP-5891 are identical; later iterations show some discrepancies.2 SCP-5891 was being rented by ████ ███████ at time of discovery. The anomaly was discovered when Rhiannon Edwards, a paramedic stationed at Wrexham Maelor Hospital, complained about ███████'s continued absence. He had no known anomalous contacts, and a spotless record at the hospital save for an incident fifteen months prior to his disappearance. Details of said incident on the hospital computer network had been corrupted, and staff were unable to provide any useful information. No trace of ███████ has yet been found. Addendum 2: Layout of SCP-5891: Ground floor: hall, living room (two rooms knocked through), kitchen First floor: landing, master bedroom, spare bedroom, bathroom Addendum 4: First human exploration of SCP-5891 Click to open Click to close Personnel participating: D-94771 (field), Dr. McDonald (base) <BEGIN LOG> D-94771: Alright, can you hear me? McDonald: Receiving you loud and clear. D-94771: Sound. So, I just go in the house? McDonald: That's right. Just have a look around and report anything anomalous back to me. D-94771: Will do. D-94771 enters SCP-5891 and begins investigation of the ground floor. Other than the dust naturally occurring from a lack of maintenance, nothing anomalous is immediately obvious. D-94771 enters the living room, which is cluttered and disordered. Leftovers on the coffee table are stale, but not mouldy. Next to them is a book, turned over to hold it open. D-94771 picks it up and begins flipping through it. D-94771: Can I just thank you now for sending me to the spooky haunted house in the daytime? Tones down the horror a bit, at least. McDonald: Well, there wouldn't be much point in sending someone to explore if they can't properly see what they're exploring. D-94771: Tell that to the dickhead who had me traipsing round a castle at one in the morning waiting to get grabbed by a mirror monster. D-94771 makes to put the book down. McDonald: Actually, hold on there a minute, Olivia. D-94771: [laughs] Haven't fucked up already, have I? McDonald: Do you remember what page that book was held open at? D-94771: Uh, no. Sorry, was that important? McDonald: Probably not. Okay, er, let's try this; close the book and reopen it to whatever page feels natural. D-94771: What, like, emotionally? McDonald: No, physically. If the book's been held open on that page for a while, it'll be more likely to reopen there. Read me the first line, too. D-94771: Sure, makes sense, I guess. What's the story, Balamory? [sound of flipping pages] That's… one hundred and nine. It starts mid-sentence. McDonald: That's fine, just from the top of the page. D-94771: [clears throat] "intended as a tool to aid towards self-actualisation. He saw this as the aim for all humans, and believed that the hierarchy-" McDonald: Okay, that's enough. Could you move through to the kitchen now, please? D-94771 discards the book and moves through to the kitchen, which is also disordered. Several disposable plates can be seen in the bin, and unwashed dishes are soaking in discoloured water in the sink. D-94771: Jesus, what a mess. Not gonna make me go fishing through that, are you? McDonald: We've imaged it beforehand, so not right now. D-94771: Thank fuck for that. Some mercy. When you say "imaged…" McDonald: We've sent drones in here before to investigate. And to answer your next question, drones are clumsier than humans, and more cumbersome. Besides, sometimes anomalies react differently to living things than machines. D-94771 makes a noise of affirmation, before returning to the hall and climbing the stairs. She enters the master bedroom, which is in a similar state to the rest of SCP-5891. A large hole is present in the wall, through which the bathroom can be seen. The bed is made; a shape is visible underneath the duvet. D-94771 stops immediately upon seeing it. D-94771: [whispering] Is, uh- is that- McDonald: Please remove the covers now. D-94771: [whispering] Are you fucking joking? No fucking way. McDonald: For what it's worth, we don't think there's anything dangerous under there. D-94771: [whispering] Bullshit! You want someone to get eaten, do it your fucking self, I'm not- McDonald: Look, I understand you're scared, Olivia, and I wish I could tell you that you're a hundred percent safe, but I can't. That being said, I'm telling you, we- I am as confident as I can be that that's not going to hurt you. I promise, this is not a death sentence. [brief pause] D-94771: Okay. McDonald: But I still need you to look. D-94771: [hesitates] Fuck this, and fuck you. She trudges across the room and grasps the edge of the covers in her fingertips. She takes a deep breath, and quickly pulls the covers off the bed. Nothing is present underneath. An indentation in the mattress, as though someone has recently been there, is observable, roughly corresponding to the shape in the covered bed. D-94771: Huh. McDonald: For the record, if this was a death sentence, it wouldn't be me overseeing it. I don't really have the stomach for sending people into the mincer. D-94771: Oh, yeah, I forgot how hard this must all be on you. McDonald: [laughs] Fair enough. Could you touch the space where the shape was, please? D-94771: [obliges] Huh, it's… weird. Like the air's… harder? Dunno, feels like there's resistance though. Like putting your hands in water while wearing gloves, or something. [she places her hand on the indentation] Bed's cold, though. McDonald: Thank you. Can we move to the bathroom, now? D-94771: Can I go through- not through the hole, right. D-94771 exits the bedroom via the door and enters the bathroom. McDonald: Okay, before you enter, I'd like you to mark a cross on the wall opposite the hole. D-94771 obliges, then enters the bedroom of the second iteration of SCP-5891. It is identical to that of the first iteration, before her entry. She looks back through the hole, observing the cross she marked in the first iteration. D-94771 walks to the bed and stands over it. The shape is visible. D-94771: Suppose you'll be wanting the same again. McDonald: If you would. D-94771 sighs, and quickly removes the covers. D-94771: Same as before. [she touches the indentation] Weird feeling and all. McDonald: Alright. Go to the bathroom again, please? Through the doors. D-94771 obliges. The cross is not visible on the bathroom wall. D-94771: Trippy. McDonald: If you could look through the rest of the house, now? Report any differences you notice. D-94771: Aye, captain. D-94771 searches the second iteration of SCP-5891. No observable variations between it and the first are noted. She stops in the living room. McDonald: The book's still on the coffee table? What page is it on? D-94771 recovers it. D-94771: One-oh-nine. Is that right? McDonald: Should be. Does the page start "intended as a tool to aid towards self-actualisation?" D-94771: Yeah. That good or bad? McDonald: Neither, as far as I know. Can you leave the house? Are the windows and doors useable? D-94771 climbs onto the couch and attempts to open the window, without success. Front door yields same results. D-94771: I could try and smash the window, if you want. Because I want to. McDonald: You can try, but don't hurt yourself doing it. D-94771 laughs, and unsuccessfully attempts to breach SCP-5891 using a chair. D-94771: Fuck, okay, maybe that wasn't my best move. McDonald: Anything unusual outside the window? What do you see? D-94771: I see… oh my God. McDonald: Olivia? D-94771: There's a crowd of people. None of them have a face… but they're all staring at me! McDonald: What? Are they attacking? How can- D-94771: [laughs] Nah, just fucking with you, it's just the street. Nothing weird. McDonald: Alright. You can consider this an official reprimand. D-94771: You're no fun. [pause] Actually, there is something. McDonald: Don't try my patience. D-94771: No, seriously, your van full of goons isn't there. Can't tell if there's any other differences, but it's definitely still parked outside, right? McDonald: Right. Alright, noted, thank you. The next hole should be in the kitchen cupboard. D-94771 enters the kitchen, marks a cross on the wall opposite to the cupboard, before opening it and crawling through the hole within. She enters the third iteration of SCP-5891. No difference is observable between it and the second. D-94771: So, uh, you expecting something to happen here? 'Cause I never thought I'd get bored exploring a mysterious haunted house, but I guess that's the world we live in. McDonald: Ideally, we'll keep going until it stops recurring. If it doesn't stop, we'll call you back when the number gets to a certain point. You've been given food for a reason. D-94771: [muttering] "We'll keep going," is it? [normal tone] Fine, whatever. Where's the next hole again? McDonald: Cupboard under the stairs. This is the last recursion that's been mapped out, though, so you'll be guiding us from now on. D-94771: Look forward to it. D-94771 looks out of the kitchen window, and pauses. D-94771: So, uh, it's probably worth mentioning that there's a bird in the garden that's not moving. Like, in mid-air. That's, that's not normal, right? McDonald: I suppose that's why there's no van outside. D-94771 agrees. She enters the fourth recursion of SCP-5891, and begins exploring the ground floor. No difference is observable. D-94771: Welcome to Luigi's Mansion, all! To your left, you'll see an unopenable door, one of a kind, we guarantee! To your - well, ahead now, prepare yourselves for the majesty of a pigsty of a living room! Yes, postcards will be available from the giftshop as we leave. McDonald: Are you always this… chirpy? D-94771 returns to the hall, and goes to climb the stairs. D-94771: Would you rather I was curled up crying in the corner? No, don't answer that, you probably would, wouldn't - The stairs give out underneath D-94771. She cries out as she falls. McDonald: What's happening? Olivia? Are you alright? D-94771: [groans] Fucking hell. McDonald: Where are you? Are you hurt? D-94771: I, uh- [she opens a door next to her back under the stairs. Guess we found that next hole. Jesus, that hurt. Think I'm good. McDonald: If you're alright, get to looking around. We do have a team on standby if we need to get you out. D-94771: You do? Didn't think you cared. I thought I was the expendable meat? Would you really send the SAS in after me if something happened? McDonald: Honestly? Depends what happened. D-94771: …guess I can't argue with that. You wouldn't let the world end or whatever just to save me, would you? There's nothing here, by the way. That book's on the same page every time. McDonald: Interesting. Alright, upstairs, then. Careful around the hole. D-94771: Yeah, fool me once. [she begins her ascent] You're proper interested in that book, aren't you? McDonald: Could be important. Maybe not in of itself, but- D-94771: No, hang on, I know this; you're assuming the first house is the original, and the rest are copies. The book's on the same page, so it was left there before whatever mystic shite happened here happened here. McDonald: Something like that. D-94771: You sure you've got things the right way round? McDonald: What? D-94771: Maybe the original's at the centre, and everything else is a copy. D-94771 enters the bedroom, and goes to the bed. McDonald: It's possible, I suppose. Any theories on why? D-94771: [shrugs] You're the doctor. [she removes the bed covers] What the fuck! In the bed is a mass of indistinguishable, amorphous fatty tissue. It is pale, roughly human-sized, and fills exactly the indentation seen in prior iterations of the bed. The tissue quivers faintly in place. Liquid fat drips off the edges, soaking into the mattress. D-94771: Oh, no, no, no no no. You let me the fuck out of here, and you let me out now. McDonald: [aside] Look, surely we can - Okay, thanks. [to D-94771] Alright, you can come back. Just - wait! D-94771 had quickly gone to leave the room; she hesitates at Dr. McDonald's instruction. McDonald: Can you get a sample of the tissue? Like, a scraping? D-94771: You want me to touch that thing? Fuck you! McDonald: [aside] Alright, come on, does she have to? [pause] This is - oh, for - [to D-94771] Look, they won't let you back unless you do it. D-94771: But… what if it wakes up? McDonald: Do you think it's sentient? Um, aware of you? D-94771: I don't wanna know. McDonald: If you could just catch some of the drippings in the container - D-94771: What're you gonna do if I don't, shoot me? McDonald: They might. D-94771 paces up and down the room, giving the bed a wide berth. After several seconds she groans, tugging at her hair. D-94771: Fine. Fine, I'm doing it. Fucking hell. [she leans over the mass, and retches] Oh, God, it stinks. [she tentatively scrapes a sample of liquid fat into a vial, and quickly retreats. Mass remains unresponsive.] McDonald: Can you describe it? D-94771: Uh, sweaty. Bad, like sour milk. Stale beer, bit like off meat, too - fuck, I think I'm gonna be sick. Can I come back now, please? McDonald: Yes, please do. <END LOG> Closing statement: D-94771 returned to SCP-5891 without incident. DNA testing of the sample she recovered indicated human, but was too heavily decayed for any further analysis. Addendum 7: Second human exploration of SCP-5891 Click to open Click to close Personnel participating: D-94771 (field), Dr. McDonald (base) <BEGIN LOG> McDonald: We're on. D-94771: Dr. McDonald! Nice to hear your voice again. Well, it would be under other circumstances. McDonald: Hello, Olivia. If we could get going? D-94771: Alright. D-94771 enters SCP-5891, which appears the same as in the last exploration log McDonald: Do you remember where the entrances are? D-94771: That what we're calling them now? Yeah, think I can manage. D-94771 traverses the first three iterations without incident, and explores the fourth. McDonald: Careful on the stairs, here - D-94771: Yeah, I remember. Still bruised. She avoids the hole, and investigates the first floor. It is identical to the three prior iterations. She returns to the stairs, and enters the next iteration. D-94771: Is, uh, Mr. Blobby still here? McDonald: We have to assume so. But we also have no reason to think it's hostile. D-94771: Mm. After investigating the ground floor at a slow pace, she makes her way upstairs, taking the bathroom, then the spare room. D-94771: Next hole's in the floor, here. [she gestures] Guess I'll need to stand on a chair or something to come back. McDonald: Understood. The bedroom, now, if you - D-94771: Yes, alright, I - [sighs] Give me a minute. After some hesitation, she enters the bedroom. The mass is still present, and does not seem to have moved. D-94771: Yup, still here. Still gross. Still smells like Anfield on a Saturday. I don't have to touch it again, do I? McDonald: No. You can move on, now. D-94771: That's a shame, I was gonna have a tea party with it. D-94771 enters the next iteration of SCP-5891, and goes first to the bedroom, removing the bed covers. An identical mass is present, and she retreats quickly. D-94771: Oh, great. What actually is that, by the way? Did you figure it out? McDonald: We, uh, don't know. Harmless, as far as we know, but we're not sure exactly what it is. D-94771: You know, you could have just lied to me, really wouldn't have minded. D-94771 explores several further iterations of SCP-5891 without much communication, and the unidentified mass is still present in the recursions. She stops to rest periodically in the living room. Eventually, she enters the thirty-second iteration at the living room and pauses. D-94771: Guess that book mattered after all. McDonald: Hmm? D-94771: [gestures towards coffee table] Can you see it on your end? I can't. D-94771 was asked to wait in the room, while Dr. McDonald and Junior Researcher Samuels undertook a more thorough examination of footage already acquired. Upon closer inspection, since the tenth iteration, an increasing number of items in the house were not present in further instances. No connection is apparent between said objects. This information is relayed to D-94771, and she is instructed to keep closer notice on future iterations. D-94771 continues onward, providing details of further missing objects but with little communication otherwise. McDonald: You're unusually quiet. Everything alright? D-94771: Thought you would've been pleased. McDonald: I'm just making sure this isn't getting to you. If it is, it could be an anomalous - D-94771: Be fair, Doctor. What am I supposed to say? "Oh, yes, Doc, it's still a shithole, oh yes, Doc, there's the great blob of fucked-upitude, oh yes, Doc, more of the same," it's just the fucking same thing, over and over and over. Arriving at the bedroom, D-94771 removes the quilt, carelessly throwing it to the floor. D-94771: Although… am I imagining things, or is that smaller than before? Junior Researcher Samuels reviews previous footage, with inconclusive results. D-94771: Alright, let's try this… She returns to the kitchen, searching all the drawers until she comes across a tape measure. She then returns to the bedroom and measures the length and width of the mass. D-94771: I'll check it again in a few gos. Eight iterations later, D-94771 measures the mass again. D-94771: Sure enough. Only a couple of inches, but it's smaller. D-94771 proceeds through a further twenty-four iterations. Across these instances, the house becomes noticeably less cluttered, and the mass visibly smaller than the indentation in the bed around it. At the next iteration, she removes the quilt from the mass. D-94771: Huh. That's… different. The fat coating the mass is thinning; patches of scabs and scar tissue underneath it become evident. Some of the scabs are peeling away, and blood congeals through the cracks exposed in the tissue. McDonald: Could you get a sample of that blood, please? D-94771 makes a noise of affirmation and obliges. McDonald: That was relatively painless. D-94771: Well, it's just a big lump of goo. Not worth getting worked up over. McDonald: You've changed your tune. D-94771: Yeah, well, you see it a million times, it's hard to get particularly worked up over it. When can I come back? McDonald: The stuff in the house is thinning out now. Maybe by the time it's all gone, you'll have reached the last iteration. If not, once that happens, we'll discuss our options. D-94771: Fine. D-94771 traverses a further thirty one iterations of SCP-5891. During this time, the house is almost bare of items, barring furniture and the mass in the bed, which has reduced to nearly half the size. Very little of the fat remains; it is entirely scabbed over. In the next iteration, the house is empty of items. In her exploration, D-94771 is unable to locate another hole. D-94771: Finally. Think we're done. I want a long nap after this. McDonald: See what I can do. I suppose there's just the bedroom to go, then. She enters the bedroom. The bed is made. No shape is visible underneath. D-94771: Huh. Here goes nothing. D-94771 removes the covers. The bed is empty. D-94771: Nothing. At all. [sighs] What a fucking waste. <END LOG> Closing statement: D-94771 returned without incident. Blood sample was too corrupted for conclusive analysis. Addendum 8: Interview log Click to open Click to close Interviewed: Rhiannon Edwards Interviewer: Researcher Farnsworth Foreword: Attempt to garner further information regarding ████ ███████, and to determine if Edwards had any prior knowledge of SCP-5891. Interview was conducted under the guise of a police investigation. <BEGIN LOG> Farnsworth: And we're recording. Ms. Edwards, are you comfortable? Edwards: Fine, thank you. Farnsworth: Good. Let's start, then; you were the one to report Mr. ███████'s disappearance, isn't that right? What was the nature of your relationship? Edwards: Uh, yes, that's right. I think "relationship" is a strong way to put it, we worked together. Both manned the same ambulance. Farnsworth: Do you know where he is? Edwards: No. I'd have told you if I did. I'd have reported him if I did. Farnsworth: What can you tell me about him? Edwards: Uh… [glances at camera] Sorry, I'm not quite sure… Farnsworth: Just say what you're thinking. Don't feel like you need to censor yourself or anything, whatever you can give us is helpful. Edwards: …look, I don't know what's happened to him, no-one'll tell me if he's dead, or, in prison, or whatever. I know what they say about speaking ill of the dead, but… he was a wanker. Farnsworth: So, you didn't get on, then. Edwards: No-one got on with him. He'd been there for a year or two before I started working with him, and I don't even know if he'd ever spoken to any of them. He was just… Farnsworth: Go on? Edwards: Sometimes you meet someone, and there's nothing wrong with them, exactly. They're not rude, or dodgy, or angry, or anything. Farnsworth: I'm not sure I follow. Edwards: Well, that was it. He just wasn't anything. Lights were on, no-one at home. You'd speak to him, and he'd talk back, and he seemed nice, and all, but it just never felt like there was anyone really there. Freaked me the fuck out - sorry, am I allowed to say that? Farnsworth: You can say whatever you want. Alright, when was the last time you saw him? Edwards: Fortnight before I reported him. We work night shifts, we barely spoke to each other that night. Alan and Walt had to fill in for him before I got sick of it and complained. Farnsworth: I see. I assume you didn't speak because of your feelings towards one another? Edwards: We didn't speak because of the shift before that. We got a call to Windsor Street, some animals had stabbed a kid there. Disgrace, I'm telling you. Just dumped him on the pavement, he was only seventeen, poor lad. Anyway, we got him on board, ████ bagged him and I - I held it - he was - Farnsworth: If you're upset, we can take- Edwards: I'm not upset. [takes deep breath] I held it in place, I looked up, and ████ - he'd gone up front to ask Jen how far out we were. And I yelled, I screamed at him to get his arse into gear and do his fucking job, and he - he just - [brief pause. Edwards breathes quietly.] Edwards: He sat down, started squeezing. He looked at me and said sorry. Farnsworth: I understand. He made a mistake - Edwards: No, I'm sorry, we all make mistakes. It's- it's bloody stressful, and you go on automatic sometimes, and you miss things, you can't help it. You've just got to move on. Edwards: But he was just a kid. He could have died - he nearly did die. And when ████ said sorry, when he looked at me, he just looked blank. No expression. And he sounded so flat when he - like he'd used the last of the milk at the coffee machine or something. You'd think he of all people would get het up over it, but… [sighs] I… it got me wondering, why did he do it? Farnsworth: Do what? Edwards: The job. Why would you do something like that if you didn't care? <END LOG> Closing statement: After further questioning, Ms. Edwards was deemed to have no knowledge of SCP-5891, or ████ ███████'s whereabouts. She was released shortly afterwards. Mr. ███████ has still not been located. Footnotes 1. No rubble is present in the house. 2. 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SCP-5892 | safe | Item#: 5892 Level1 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Iteration 1: Close Date: 14/04/2011 SCP-5892 is contained in a Level 1 storage locker at Site-32. SCP-5892 is to be sterilised by a level 2 or higher staff member with no experience in dog ownership. This also includes any staff of level 2 clearance who has already used SCP-5892. The SCP-5892-2 instances may be kept by the corresponding staff members as long as they are logged accordingly and do not leave Foundation grounds. Clearance level 1 & 2 staff must have permission from either the Site Director or two clearance level 4 personnel before taking the dogs no further than 100 yards from Site 32 and for no longer than 4 hours per day. Iteration 2: Close Amendment Date: 30/04/2011 SCP-5892 will be contained at Site-32's K9 Unit Facility in a Level 2 storage locker with the intent to re-establish Foundation service dogs. Current Iteration Close Amendment Date: 18/10/2016 SCP-5892 is being housed at Site-32's safe objects wing inside a hermetically sealed box. Permission from a staff member with clearance level 3 or higher is required before 5892 can be removed for experimental purposes. Following this, all personnel must undergo a psychological assessment to ensure that the staff member in question was not detrimentally affected. The corresponding staff member is permitted to keep their 5892-2 instance. Description: SCP-5892 is a beige ceramic dog bowl with the words 'A ♥ Loyal ♥ Friend ♥ Indeed' embossed on the side. The anomalous nature of SCP-5892 will activate 24 hours after it is filled with 700 ml of water, following which a 5892-1 instance will be found drinking from 5892 and will identify the one who activated 5892 as their former owner. The quality of the water will affect how long an SCP-5892-1 instance will remain after activation. If mineral water is used to fill 5892, then the resulting instances will live for as long as they would naturally. In contrast, tap or bottled water will only allow for a 24 hour manifestation period. SCP-5892-2 is a strip of 4.5 x 4.5 animate Photo Booth photos that feature 10-second looping images of a 5892-1 instance with its owner. 5892-2 will always manifest on that person's pillow after the de manifestation or death of an SCP-5892-1 instance. The number of photos per strip can range from a minimum of 3 to a maximum of 7 at any one time. RECOVERY LOG DATE: 10/04/2011 NOTE: After a headline about a resurrected dog was published in an Isle of Mann newspaper, the Foundation sent researcher Aoibhinn1 O'Hara posing as a journalist to recover the anomaly: Parish of Bride, Isle of Man, 54.368°N 4.378°W. [BEGIN LOG] O'Hara: Approaching the home of Mr Macgilcobraght. <O'Hara knocks on the front door.> MacGilcobraght: Yes, yes, who is it? <Opens the door, O'Hara steps forward.> O'Hara: Good afternoon, Sir, I'm with the Belfast Telegraph. If you would be so kind, may I ask you a few questions concerning the recent headline? MacGilcobraght: Belfast? Come all this way? … fine, fine, come in and take a seat. O'Hara: Thank you, Sir, I shan't be too long, I promise. <O'Hara enters, the door shutting behind her> MacGilcobraght: Here it is, this is the bowl, no doubt you wanted to see it, take a look if you want. <A dog bowl is placed on the table and pushed towards O'Hara> O'Hara: One step ahead of me, I see, Sir, thank you. Now could you go over what happened again for me? <O'Hara takes a notepad and pen from the inside of her jacket.> MacGilcobraght: Hmm, well, the day before yesterday I was going through some clutter, and I found old Sammy's bowl, I washed it up and left it to soak, and then … O'Hara: Then what sir? MacGilcobraght: Hold ya horses, I'm getting there. When I came downstairs the following morning, there he was, collar and all, my dog. Never mind the fact he had been dead for the last ten years, but there he was. O'Hara: Wow… Your dog came back to life, that's… That's really something. What are you going to do with the bowl now? MacGilcobraght: I have no more need of it. The fact that I was able to see my old boy again was nothing short of a miracle. I don't want to tamper with that sort of thing. The dead are best left alone ya know. O'Hara: Yes, I understand completely. Thank you for your time, Sir. I'll be leaving now. [END LOG] Anomaly has been recovered. The owner has been amnesticized. Heading back now. O'Hara's Notes #1 As if relapsing wasn't bad enough and not like I wasn't already using alcohol to drown my sorrow's like some lush. It's gotten worse. My relapses always hit me harder this time of the year, the day my friend and companion left me. I didn't have anyone to confide in either. My parents went earlier that year. She was my crutch. Now that I've lost her, how can I possibly stand on my own? Losing someone you love so dearly. The night I lost her, I don't remember much other than waking up with a horrific headache. I had thought about getting help. I couldn't bring myself to leave home. I drank too much and ate too little. I thought I would never have a reason to continue until, well, until the Foundation contacted me. Burying so much pain, not letting such feelings rule. It isn't easy, not one bit. The recovery mission I went on recently is what I think triggered this relapse. I know I shouldn't have gone. The prospect of getting out of the Foundation was too tempting to pass up. What's done is done, I guess. Experimentation Log 1 Trial Test Date: 13/04/2011 Subject: D-3773. Procedure: Filling SCP-5892 with 700 ml of tap water. Results: A Dachshund identified as "Guinevere" by D-3773 appeared after 24 hours of SCP-5892 being filled. Upon reuniting with SCP-5892-1, D-3773 interacted with the instance positively and was permitted to spend as much time with SCP-5892-1 as they wanted under close monitoring. Analysis: Upon reaching the 24-hour limit, SCP-5892-1 demanifested. This left D-3773 in significant emotional distress at the loss. A SCP-5892-2 instance was discovered on D-3773's bed pillow upon returning to her room. The instance showed a looping 10-second image of D-3773 with SCP-5892-1. After logging the 5892-2 instance, D-3773 was permitted to keep the photo as tests concluded it was not anomalous outside its animate properties. O'Hara's Notes #2 I can't believe it, fate or fortune, I can finally see her again, after all this time, we can be reunited, I don't know what I have done to be given such an opportunity, but I'm taking this bull by the horns. I don't care what the others say. I'm seeing my friend again. I can't possibly pass this up, and there are so few anomalies that are genuinely nice in such a profound manner such as this. I need to be with her again, even if it's only for a short while, just a day with her will be more than I could ask for, just please, let me see her, that's all I want, it's all I need. Ailey always preferred mineral water, so I'm going to use that. Her palette was always refined. Director Roberts has given me the go-ahead to experiment with SCP-5892. I owe her a few drinks for this. Experimentation Log 2 Test A Date 29/04/2011 Subject: Researcher O'Hara. Procedure: Filling SCP-5892 with 700 ml of mineral water. Results: A 5-year-old Kerry Beagle, identified as Ailey, was found drinking from SCP-5892 after 24 hours. Analysis: SCP-5892-1 has not vanished and remains within Site-32. 5892-1 appears to be healthy and is ageing normally. With this test, we can safely say that the quality of the water used with SCP-5892 has affected the lifespan of SCP-5892-1 significantly. Still, these instances do not pose a threat, significant or otherwise, to the Foundation. O'Hara expressed happiness and sadness in a volatile outburst when engaging with SCP-5892-1. Test A-1: 30/04/2011 - 05/05/2011 Subject: SCP-5892-1 Procedure: Checking SCP-5892-1 for any anomalies that may be of concern or danger. Results: A 5-day quarantine and testing revealed nothing of concern or note. Effectively SCP-5892-1 is a regular dog and will be put under the care of Researcher O'Hara. O'Hara's Notes #3 If Ailey's going to be around once more, I need to decide on what's going to happen to her. She plays with me as if we have never been apart. I can't stomach the thought of getting rid of her or sending her to a new home, god forbid. I need to think of something. 02/05/2011 Site Director Roberts has issued me with leave to care for Ailey. I'm going to use this time to make new and better memories. She's still got all of the bounce and jive as she did before. I think we will start with a walk along the Curracloe Strand and a dip in the water, perhaps bring along some tennis balls too. 04/05/2011 The flight back to Ireland was smooth sailing, my girl was a little nervous at first, but she settled just fine. Luckily, my old home was still intact. It had been converted to a Foundation safe house for any field agents in the area. She ran to the door scratching the hell out of it wanting to get inside; she knows she's home. 16/05/2011 I've just given Ailey her first bath since her return; she loved it, couldn't sit still, soap everywhere, covered in seaweed from our walk this morning; after drying her off, her coat looked beautiful; it had an incredible shine. Her eating habits have stayed the same, demolishing a bowl of kibble within seconds. 08/06/2011 As a special treat, I shared some biscuits with Ailey, plain ones; of course, I figured it would be fitting, since it's my birthday and this was the day I first ever got this little angel, she only gets so many, and no amount of puppy eyes or begging will break me, but I think she knows that already. 21/07/2011 My legs went numb this afternoon; Ailey fell asleep on me while we were watching a film. I couldn't bring myself to move her. She looked so peaceful, and heavy too. I forgot that, didn't I? Well, it serves me right, I guess. 04/09/2011 Ailey helped with cleaning the leaves; well, I say help, it was more run and jumped through the piles I had made. She thought she could hide amongst the leaves; it would have worked had it not been for her nose poking out. After I got the hose, the plants in the garden needed good watering, this would have gone smoothly, but someone decided it was time for a drink. Both of us had a good scrub down after that. 23/12/2014 Did some extra special Christmas shopping, went and had a look around a pet store, brought some little gifts for a certain someone to tear open on the big day. I hope she doesn't destroy them too fast. 31/10/2015 Went and got a werewolf mask; Ailey did not like it one bit, goes into a fit of barking whenever I put it on. Going to let Ailey hold the candy bucket for the trick or treaters; she's great around kids. the neighbour's kid loved playing with her before, all grown up now, though. 17/01/2016 Our morning walk went well; it was a little longer than usual. I stopped on some benches so Ailey could rest. She left a little bit of food, never ended up eating it, so I threw it. This afternoon we watched some old re-runs of Crufts, something we can both enjoy. 04/10/2016 Ailey is getting slower and slower, she's still wagging her tail, but her movements have become sluggish, and she's been sleeping more. I've been giving her more one-on-one care; I've cut the length of our walks down. 06/10/2016 I've been fighting the urge to break down, and her condition isn't improving. She still looks so happy when she sees me. Ailey is such a trooper. I have no idea how much she must be suffering. Her eyes smile, and her little tail wag when she sees me. I don't want to lose her again, not again. 07/10/2016 She's limping now, needs help getting on the sofa. So strong, she's so strong. How she can keep going, the pain she must be feeling, and yet all I see are smiles and wagging tails—you, my champion, keeping me out of trouble, keeping me safe from myself. I'm going to make sure she's comfortable. 09/10/2016 Her breathing has gotten more laboured. There's more grey fur around her muzzle. It's getting close. I know it is. I never wanted to get emotional in front of Ailey, but I couldn't help it. Seeing her struggle to jump on the sofa took me over the edge. I helped her on the couch so she could lay down. I'm going to stay right at your side, girl, for as many nights as we have left. 10/10/2016 How am I going to cope at the Foundation? Would I be forced to take amnestics and lose these memories? I don't want to forget about any of this. I was given this chance, I can't let it slip away, but if my work ethic falls too low, they would surely take corrective action. I hadn't even noticed Ailey walk up to my side. She placed a paw on my leg and leaned up to lick my cheek. Her eyes held so much love, so much happiness, and it showed her appreciation for everything I had done, a love that couldn't be conveyed by words. 11/10/2016 She went in my arms this evening; I did what I could to make her comfy, I knew she wasn't, but what I could I do, I spoke to her, through my sobs, of course, I wanted to be strong, I didn't want to have the sound of my crying be the last thing she heard. I have cherished every moment I've had, and I hope my little Ailey felt the same. 11/10/2016 Found the photos of my baby girl; she looks so happy, her little tail wagging all over the place, those beautiful eyes; I hoped you enjoyed this reunion as much as I did, Ailes. I'm keeping this instance on me at all times. Working for the Foundation is never easy, but it's all I know and knowing I have my friend close by, it helps, even if it is a little, It helps. 17/10/2016 I've taken some extra time to try and deal and cope with this loss; I remember how much it hurt the first time, and this second time around, I can't adequately explain the pain I felt. I buried her in the garden; this is where she grew, so this is where she'll rest. Covering her up was perhaps the most challenging part. I laid down beside her, knowing she's gone to a better place. Please wait for me, girl, that was the last thing I said. 20/10/2016 I can't bring myself to go back. I nearly did, but I didn't. I couldn't, not yet, not while I'm feeling this emptiness. How can I concentrate on work? I find myself sitting by her side, even when it's raining. I've planted flowers around her grave. Her memory is still fresh in my mind. This is the second time I've lost her. I don't want to experience this pain again. The photos haven't left my side. Now and then, I look at it, look at us, look at her, always so happy and energetic, and she's gone, taken away, she didn't deserve this, not to experience it twice. You were such a good girl, Ailey. I love you. The remains of SCP-5892—1 (Ailey) are left buried at Safehouse 00:Indigo, and should not be disturbed as orders from Site Director Roberts. The use of mineral water for future experiments will be heavily regulated to avoid further emotional stress. SCP-5892-1 (Ailey) outside of Safehouse 00:Indigo. Footnotes 1. Pronounced ee-van. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5892" by Harriet Farrar, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5892. 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-5893 | euclid | close Info X SCP-5893 "Ignitive Stygimolochs" by: Phantom8 91.55% (+65) 8.45% (-6) -% (+0) -% (-0) Item#: 5893 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: danger link to memo Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force Area-5893 Dr. I. Campbell Dr. I. Campbell CTF Psi-29 ("Pyroraptors") Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5893-1 to SCP-5893-22 are to be kept in a 2km² forested enclosure in Area-5893. The enclosure must not be roofed or floored1 and must be surrounded by tungsten carbide walls which are 2m tall and 1m thick. Additionally, 5m wide firebreaks are to be positioned along the edges of the enclosure. SCP-5893 instances are to not be provoked or stressed under any circumstance. When approaching an SCP-5893 specimen, no loud sounds, abrupt movements, or threatening gestures are to be made. In the case of a containment breach, a Collaborative Task Force consisting of 25 total members of MTF Epsilon-9 ("Fire Breathers") and MTF Phi-2 ("Clever Girls") - designated CTF Psi-29 ("Pyroraptors") - is to be deployed. This squadron - specialized in dealing with prehistoric anomalies in high-temperature environments - is tasked with the sedation and re-capturing of SCP-5893 specimens by the use of Xylazine2. No specimens are to be neutralized during these operations. Skull of an SCP-5893 specimen Description: SCP-5893 is a herd of specimens that closely resemble the species Stygimoloch spinifer3. Although being similar from a skeletal level, SCP-5893 instances possess several biological differences and properties which divide them from the latter. The herd consists of 5 male and 17 female specimens, SCP-5893 instances are designated from SCP-5893-1 to SCP-5893-22 respectively. SCP-5893 specimens are bipedal ornithischian4 dinosaurs of the clade Pachycephalosauria5. SCP-5893 specimens are herbivores. SCP-5893 instances have an average lifespan of 25 years and have an average height of 1m, an approximate length of 2.5 to 3.3m, and a mass of 90 to 110kg. The hatching period for SCP-5893 specimens is between 6 to 8 months. Although normally peaceful, SCP-5893 specimens can ignite their body without the use of incendiary compounds or chemicals to reach temperatures of up to 3,500 °C when they are threatened or stressed. SCP-5893 specimens primarily employ this property as a self-defense mechanism although they have been seen to engage in aggressive behavior against their attacker(s) in rare instances. Upon cooling, SCP-5893 instances release very high levels of Carbon dioxide (CO2) into the atmosphere through the use of special tube-like organs. These organs are located in two rows of five throughout their back. SCP-5893 specimens are not affected on a respiratory or dermatological level by any of these properties, nor are they harmed by smoke inhalation or burns caused by outside factors. The majority of SCP-5893 fossils have been unearthed in Hell's Creek, Montana, with more small pockets of fossils appearing in varied zones leading up to Ennis, Montana. This discovery would indicate migratory behavior from the SCP-5893 herd. Note: It is not yet understood how the SCP-5893 herd was able to survive the mass extinction which took place in the Cretaceous period; however Foundation paleontologists have theorized that the heat manipulation properties present in SCP-5893 specimens would have allowed them to survive the initial blast as well as maintain body heat during the subsequent ice age. Discovery: The herd of SCP-5893 specimens was discovered in the town of Ennis, Montana, United States, after the former suffered a massive fire that destroyed most of the community. Foundation operatives initiated vigilance of the town after reports of "lizard-like horned creatures" surfaced from members of the community as an explanation for the fire. After 5 days of monitoring, the herd of SCP-5893 instances was located, captured, and subsequently transported to Area-5893. A disinformation campaign describing the event as a fire caused by faulty wiring at the local library was launched. Additionally, all witnesses were administered Class C amnestics. Addendum 5893.1: The following diary was recovered from 11-year old Timmothy Piers after it was discovered to contain information about the SCP-5893 herd. Below are all the entries detailing encounters with SCP-5893 instances. 15th of March 2010 Today I woke up at 7:AM. It was a sunny day, I went to look out my window like usual when I saw something terrifying. It was this huge lizard, with horns and big spikes coming out of its back. I was shocked so I just stood there looking. It ran away before I could tell anyone what had happened. I've heard stories though, in many books a lot of demons are mentioned. That has to have been a demon, I mean what else could it be? It's definitely not some animal. Plus, it's got horns, spikes, and is red. That is basically every demon ever. I'll ask my parents if they have heard about any demons here in town. Maybe there's some old story about it. Apart from that, not much else happened during the day. 16th of March 2010 I asked my parents and some friends if they knew about "the demon of Ennis" or something similar. No one had a clue what I was talking about. Seems there aren't any stories. Did I imagine it? I mean it was a Saturday morning and I didn't sleep very well so it could have just been a dream right? It felt so real though. I don't think it was a dream. Maybe someone else knows something, I could look for a book with stories somewhere. 20th of March 2010 I saw it again! This time it was in the woods near my house. I was walking home from school and I heard some noises in the bushes, I went to check it out and there it was. I got a better look this time and it is extremely weird. It's like a big lizard with horns and like exhaust pipes coming out of its back. It was just standing there, not moving at all, just like me, I was also frozen in shock. It also made a sound, sounded like a cow maybe? Aren't cows often a representation of demons? Or are those goats? Either way, at least I know it's real for sure. It was like 3:PM, I wasn't sleepy at all. I think the best place to go if I want to find a story about demons is at the library. I'll go there tomorrow. Also, the teacher gave us a ton of homework. I've got like 15 things I gotta do and I still need to get info about the demon. I'll do some work tomorrow after the library I guess. 21st of March 2010 I went to the library and looked for all the legends and myths I could find. I couldn't find anything. I found a bunch of other interesting things though, learned about Montana's history, a bunch of disasters too, mostly reports of massive fires hitting Montana throughout the years, I know it's not related to demons but I found it pretty interesting. Anyways, I asked the lady that works at the library if there were any reports or books on a horned lizard demon that lives near this town. She had no clue what I was talking about but she took me back to the mythology section to see if I could find anything. I had already been there so I didn't really find any new information. Ok I know it's late but I was about to go to sleep when I thought of this. Demons are related to all that fire stuff, right? And burning things? Maybe the fires have something to do with the demon? What if it's like a fire demon? I know the fires were in other parts of Montana but what if it moves around? I don't know… I just can't stop thinking about it. 27th of March 2010 Today I went to visit my gramma! My mom took me to help her out with some work. I helped her clean her yard and house. Anyways, what happened was that while I was cleaning some shelves I saw a bunch of old books! The library didn't help so maybe this could! I took one of the books and I went through the pages, couldn't really find anything. There were some mythology books but it was the same stuff I saw at the library, with no new stories or info. I found some paleontology books though, they seemed interesting so I read a bit. I found a dinosaur that sounds kinda cool, it's named stygimoloch or something like that? I can't remember that well. Thing is the name apparently means "demon of Styx river" and it was found in Hell's Creek which isn't that far away from here. I know dinosaurs are extinct and all but what a coincidence, right? I specifically found a devil dino after seeing a real demon. Quick note too. Imagine the heat you would feel if you got hit by a meteor. A giant flaming space rock coming down and striking the ground. The shockwave would be insane. Just the thought of it gives me shivers. 31st of March 2010 I saw the demon again! It seems to stay near the edge of the forest. I was too scared to get near but I learned some things about it: -It lives (Or is currently staying) near the edge of the forest to the east of the town. -It's fast, I saw it run away while I was looking at it and it cleared a lot of ground in very little time. -It can change size (?). Actually, I'm not really sure if it actually changed size but it looked smaller than last time. That's all I learned? Looking at it now it's not much but at least it's something. Last thing. I finally finished all that homework we had. I can just focus on the demon now. 6th of April 2010 This demon doesn't seem to want to hurt us. It's been staying peacefully near the forest and hasn't tried to drag anyone into hell or something like that. Should I try to get close to it? Let it see me? Maybe it'll speak to me? Who knows? I'm still kind of scared of it but it hasn't tried to hurt me or anyone so maybe it's good? Can demons even be good? Note: As of 15/04/2010 no more pages from Timmothy Piers's diary have been recovered. (See Addendum-5893-2) Addendum 5893.2: A total of 5 pages from Timmothy Piers's diary detailing 3 days worth of information and encounters with SCP-5893 specimens have been recovered from his family after they were tracked down and detained by Foundation operatives posing as traffic police. The whole family has been administered Class C amnestics and released back into the public. No other pages apart from the following have been recovered or have been found to contain information regarding the SCP-5893 herd. 10th of April 2010 Today I went to a restaurant with my family. We ate some tasty food and we decided to sit near the corner of the place, I could see the forest through the window. I was looking through the window when I saw it, deep in the forest. I only got a quick glimpse before it left but it looked bigger? Maybe it had eaten something? I'm not sure how it got bigger so quickly. Anyways, I think it may have seen me. It was looking towards the restaurant at least. If it was going to attack the town it probably would have done it a long time ago so I think it's peaceful. I've decided I'm going to go into the forest and find it. This time I'll get close to it. 11th of April 2010 I asked my parents if I could go to the forest to try to look for animals. I know it's a lie but imagine how they would react if I told them I was demon hunting. They said no though. I don't think I'll be able to see the demon if they won't let me go into the forest. I have to come up with a plan. I just snuck out of the house with a lantern and my diary to take notes if the demon tells me anything. I'm writing this as I'm going to see it. I made sure to be as quiet as possible but when I closed the door I think I heard a door upstairs open. Hopefully, my parents didn't hear anything. I've searched the whole forest. I went through the back of my house and to where I last saw the demon but… I can't find it. I'm thinking of giving up. It's late. I'll go back to my home. I'm just not finding anything. I was walking back home when I passed a place where I had seen the demon a few times and… this time I managed to find it. I was getting close to it very slowly, I didn't want to make it angry. I tried to speak to the demon but it just stood there. Like it was inspecting me. Then, out of nowhere, my dad came running to me. He was yelling my name. He saw my light and heard me going out so he went running after me. He reached where we were and he just stood there in shock. He looked at the demon and screamed. The demon roared, all of a sudden it burst on fire and started running away from us, towards the town… Then out of the forest came running a ton of them, there were about 20 I could count. They all burst into flames as well, I nearly went blind. They all ran after the first one, it was like a stampede. Was it a horde all along? We just stood there for a second trying to process what had happened before running back into town. I could see the lights. The demons were already in, and the whole town was on fire. People were screaming and I and my dad went running to our house, my mom and sister were outside. They were also in shock at what they were seeing. My dad told my mom what was happening and told her to get her things, we had to leave town quickly before the fire got to us. I managed to rip a few pages from my diary and grab what was in my backpack and got in the car just as one of the demons ran headfirst into my house and it all started to burn. I'm writing this while my dad drives the car, I don't know where we're going but it'll be some time before we come back. The whole town is destroyed. Do they know? My dad's been silent this whole drive. He hasn't even looked back at me or talked to my mom. Does he know? Does he think it was my fault for sneaking out? Or is it his fault for making the horde of demons angry? What even were they I don't know. Will I ever know? Were they actually demons? Do they have anything to do with the fires? Did they cause the huge fires all across Montana? Should I have told someone about it? Maybe it would have prevented this. I'm looking back at the town. The trees are burning. The fire is spreading. Soon the forest will be red… I just hope everyone made it out alive… Footnotes 1. This prevents SCP-5893 specimens from becoming stressed or agitated due to unfamiliar surroundings or feelings of imprisonment. 2. Analogue used for sedation, anesthesia, muscle relaxation, and analgesia. 3. Meaning "Demon of Styx river". 4. "Bird-hipped". 5. Meaning "Thick-headed lizards. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5893" by Phantom8, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5893. 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: 20190331 134158 Stygimoloch spinifer Museum für Naturkunde Berlin anagoria.jpg Name: Author: Wikimedia Commons License: CC-BY-3.0 Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:20190331_134158_Stygimoloch_spinifer_Museum_f%C3%BCr_Naturkunde_Berlin_anagoria.jpg |
SCP-5894 | safe | Limeyy Thank you for reading! Check out more of my ramblings! SCP-5894 Item #: SCP-5894 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5894 has been a part of Cuban folklore since the 16th Century. No further containment is feasible or necessary. Description: SCP-5894 is a phenomenon affecting the community of Yara, Cuba, appearing as a light with no clear origin. It primarily manifests to sailors and travelers at twilight, leading them towards local settlements before traveling south-east, towards the Sierra Maestra mountain range. The first appearance of SCP-5894 was on February 2nd, 1512, following the execution of Hatuey for inciting rebellion in the West Indies. Yara legends claim a bright red light emanated from his pyre before disappearing from view towards the center of the island. Prior to 1886, Several Maroon communities1 recorded SCP-5894 manifestations on plantations. The only known deviation from these behaviors was following the signature of the Pact of Zanjón. SCP-5894 trailed a vessel containing Cuban Exiles from Havana to New York, noticeably dimmed, before returning to the island. It would not manifest again until the declaration of the Republic of Cuba. Attempting to follow SCP-5894 into Sierra Maestra will result in it traveling to an otherwise inaccessible valley. The area is lush and contains large patches of white ginger lilies, although their fragrance is paired with a strong smell of sulfur. Inside, there is an unknown individual of Taíno2 descent tied to the pole of a wooden structure. The structure beneath his feet is burning, but does not show signs of damage. The individual is calm and does not respond to stimuli. Subjects have reported hearing the following from an unidentifiable location within the valley: Show - If Spaniards go to heaven, I would rather go to hell. Footnotes 1. Illegal settlements comprised of formerly enslaved people and persecuted Native Americans. 2. The Taíno people were declared extinct by 1600. With thanks to Phantom8, Re_spectators, Rex Atlas, Riemann and Cyvstvi13 for critique, Riba Nahi for the logo variant and JakDragonX for custom CSS. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5894" by Limeyy, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5894. 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: luz.png Name: Sunset over the Salar de Uyuni Author: Leonora (Ellie) Enking License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: Flickr Additional Notes: Image cropped and hue-shifted. |
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