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SCP-3416 | euclid | SCP-3416 Item #: SCP-3416 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3416 is to be stored upon a pedestal within a standard containment cell. A perimeter with a radius of 10 meters has been established around SCP-3416, in which all objects weighing less than 23kg are required to be bolted to a solid surface. Guards and personnel in proximity of the perimeter are to be wary of any spontaneously levitating objects, and must report such activity to the acting Hazardous Materials Containment Liaison (HMCL) supervisor on duty. Access to SCP-3416 requires clearance from one level-3 personnel. A security team escort is required for any personnel entering SCP-3416’s cell. Only personnel with level 4 psychic resistance or higher are permitted within a 6 meter perimeter of SCP-3416. Any requests from SCP-3416 are to be handled on a case-by-case basis by the acting HMCL supervisor. Privileges available to SCP-3416 are dependent on behavior, with good behavior (defined here as being non-hostile and cooperative) allowing further requests after HMCL supervisor approval. SCP-3416 should not be permitted access to materials and objects more advanced than what would be present during pre-colonial Polynesia. SCP-3416 has been deemed prone to emotional outbursts, and any activity indicating such should be reported to the active HMCL supervisor. A trained therapist1 is assigned to SCP-3416 with regular meetings. Following the events of Interview Log 3416-8, SCP-3416 may be permitted live animal tribute as an option still dependent on the previous rules stated for requests. Description: SCP-3416 is a clay object sculpted to resemble a head with a height of 80 centimeters. SCP-3416 is sapient and can project a disembodied voice within an 8-meter vicinity of itself. This voice is consistently described as being deep, loud, and masculine. This voice is always heard in a listener’s primary language, albeit with a noticeable Polynesian accent. SCP-3416 can move itself and objects weighing less than 23 kilograms via telekinetic ability. The range of this ability has shown to fluctuate, but typically remains within 10 meters of SCP-3416. The telekinetic force of SCP-3416, while unmeasured, can turn small objects (such as pens or rulers) into fatal weapons. Additionally, SCP-3416 can instantaneously transform up to 2 liters of non-living material into pure iron once a day. This process seems to only work for materials softer than palm tree wood (an abundant material on SCP-3416’s original island). SCP-3416 refuses to perform this for any purpose other than creating weapons to attack personnel. Any human with insufficient psychic resistance within 6 meters of SCP-3416 is at risk of mental possession. SCP-3416 can control the movement and speech of a single individual that enters a 6-meter perimeter of SCP-3416. This effect ends immediately upon exit of the 6-meter radius around SCP-3416. The method of this ability, like all of SCP-3416’s other anomalous effects, remains unknown. Affected individuals recount having full consciousness during possession. SCP-3416 has proven itself to be prideful and commanding, despite being completely contained. SCP-3416 typically has exaggerated mannerisms in speech and action, being temperamental to the point of violence. Its abilities are easily containable and present little risk to Foundation personnel. Addendum 3416-1: SCP-3416 was retrieved from the island of █████ ███ in Polynesia, which had noticeably remained isolated from outside influence until the capture. As this island lacked natural metals, SCP-3416 was the only source of metal in the area. Because of its abilities, SCP-3416 was worshiped as a god and ingrained in the island’s culture. Here, SCP-3416 was given the name “Anoati2,” with which it refers to itself by. It is unknown how long SCP-3416 has existed due to the lack of written records in █████ ███. Due to this past, SCP-3416 refers to itself as God and believes itself to be as such. + Show Interview Log 3416 - Credentials accepted, displaying interview log. Selected sections of interview logs displayed below. For a complete list of interview logs, refer to Site Archivist Tharp Interview Log 3416-3: Interviewed: SCP-3416 Interviewer: Dr. Chelsea Simons Foreword: Due to previous hostile behavior from SCP-3416 (Security Officer ████’s hand was impaled while intercepting an iron-transmuted pen that was used as a weapon), Dr. Simons was accompanied by a security team of four officers. SCP-3416 only speaks at a shouting volume throughout the interview. <Begin Log> Dr. Simons: Hello, SCP-3416. SCP-3416? SCP-3416 is at first unseen. A repetitive banging sound projects from a corner of the room, caused by a levitating SCP-3416 slamming itself against the cell wall. SCP-3416: No one produces Anoa-stone3 better than Anoati! I will destroy this mockery! Hah! The coward who made this must face me now! SCP-3416 continues banging against the wall. Dr. Simons: SCP-3416? I’m Dr. Simons. Let’s talk. SCP-3416: Do not refer to your lord this way! I am Anoati! Dr. Simons: I see. So, Anoati, I’ll be helping you transfer into a containment environment. SCP-3416: I am contained by no one! I am only here because I choose to be! Now, give me a stick! I will turn it to Anoa-stone and penetrate this wall! Dr. Simons: Anoati, you know you have to stay in here. I don't want this to be a contentious relationship. I can explain more about the Foundation to you, and I think then you’d understand why you’re here. SCP-3416 continues banging against the wall. Dr. Simons: Anoati, please stop that. SCP-3416 continues. Dr. Simons: How long have you been attacking this wall, Anoati? SCP-3416: It has been three days since I began my assault on these confines! Dr. Simons: Anoati, I hate to be blunt but this is pointless. You haven't made a scratch. Please, let's talk. SCP-3416: Yes! Indeed! SCP-3416 levitates back towards its pedestal. SCP-3416: We shall talk! Come closer to me! Dr. Simons approaches SCP-3416. SCP-3416: I have controlled your mind! You are now my slave! Go! Destroy those men! Dr. Simons audibly sighs. SCP-3416: Do not stand there! Have you not heard me? Dr. Simons: I have psychic resistance, Anoati. It means that your abilities won't work on me. We don’t have to be fighting. SCP-3416: No! Kill those men! Dr. Simons: I'd rather not. SCP-3416: Then you are faithless! Nobody in this forsaken land knows my power! I must destroy it all! Dr. Simons: Try to think of it our way. We’re working for a common good. We, the SCP Foundation- SCP-3416: If you do not destroy this cage of Anoa-stone I will destroy your puny Foundation! Dr. Simons: Yes, I see that you're upset. I would be too. SCP-3416: I am a god! I do not get upset! Dr. Simons: Regardless, I'm here to help you understand what's going on around you. The containment process can be unpleasant, but I'm here to talk and explain should you need it. I’m here to help. SCP-3416: I need no one! Your presence is unneeded, Simons, because I shall leave this place and return to █████ ███! Dr. Simons: I'm afraid that the goal of the SCP Foundation is to keep you contained here. Due to your anomalous effects, it’s just not safe for you to- SCP-3416: My powers have been given to me to rule! Dr. Simons: Of course. It’s just, now you’re not the only person with powers anymore. You’re special, but- SCP-3416: No! I will return to my people and we will destroy this terrible island! Leave me! Dr. Simons: I see that you don’t want me around, so I can leave. Of course, you can call for me whenever and I’ll be here to help. SCP-3416: It is too late! This place has boxed me in and refused my wishes! I must express my wrath! Security Officer ████’s helmet, which was not properly attached to his tactical suit, begins floating two feet above his head. SCP-3416: The wrath of the great Anoati has begun! Security Officer ████ grabs his helmet and clips it back to his suit. Dr. Simons: We’re going to leave now. If you need me, I’ll be back when you want to talk. <End Log> Interview Log 3416-7 Interviewed: SCP-3416 Interviewer: Dr. Chelsea Simons Foreword: Session took place eight days after previous interview of SCP-3416. Of note, this is the first recorded interview after interview 3416-3 (35 days previous) in which SCP-3416 did not continually attempt to kill everyone within its room. Previous accounts report the range of SCP-3416’s effects having increased outside of its safety perimeter since last interview. Due to new security protocol, however, no injuries have been recorded. A security team comprised of four officers accompanied Dr. Simons into the chamber. SCP-3416 only speaks at a shouting volume throughout the interview. <Begin Log> As the team enters, their security officers’ helmets are pulled from their heads. Being properly clipped to their suits, however, all helmets remained on their respective heads. The pockets of all members entering the room were flipped inside-out, and Dr. Simons’ hair was tossed around upon entry. SCP-3416: Face my wrath! Your god is angered and violent! The Great Anoati's wrath will only be sated by human sacrifice! Dr. Simons: Anoati, are you ready to talk? SCP-3416: Never! I will turn your bones to Anoa-stone and use them to break these walls! Dr. Simons: This isn’t a good use of your time. Once you start working with me, we can be productive and help you. SCP-3416: The Great Anoati needs no one! Dr. Simons (addressing security team): Then let’s go. Dr. Simons and the security team start exiting the room. SCP-3416: I will destroy this tribe myself! You and your evil people will beg as I tower over them and I will show no mercy! Dr. Simons approaches the door. SCP-3416: Stop! The Great Anoati has a new decree! You cannot leave this room! Dr. Simons: And why would that be? Noticeable silence. SCP-3416: I have not been given any sacrifices! Are you not faithful? Dr. Simons: I'm not here to worship you. I'm here to help you. If you need that, I can provide it. Otherwise, I'll leave. Dr. Simons turns to the door. SCP-3416: Wait! Anoati seeks counsel! I am not asking for help! Speak to me! Dr. Simons: Alright, but do you promise not to kill me? SCP-3416: No! Dr. Simons: That’s too bad. Dr. Simons turns to the door again. SCP-3416: No! Dr. Simons: I don’t want to play games, Anoati. SCP-3416: Leave the guards! Come to me! Dr. Simons approaches SCP-3416. The guards remain outside of the cell on stand-by. Dr. Simons: What's the problem? SCP-3416: There is little problem! I am a fearless and flawless god! Dr. Simons: That can’t be true. What’s plaguing you? SCP-3416: Anoati does not share his problems with mortals! Dr. Simons: Well, why don’t you try. It’ll be a secret. This is the first recorded instance of SCP-3416's volume lowering beyond a shouting volume. SCP-3416: I…do not want to be alone. Dr. Simons: Then let’s talk about it. SCP-3416: You are but a mortal. Do not pretend to understand the feeling of a god. Dr. Simons: If I understand, you'd be feeling lonely, isolated, rejected and alienated. Would I be wrong in saying that? Noticeable silence. SCP-3416: I don't know. Dr. Simons: It's normal. SCP-3416: No! I am not normal! I am a vengeful god! People worship me in awe! They sacrifice enormous pigs and piles of birds! I create miracles for them! Dr. Simons: But you’re not happy right now, right? SCP-3416: I am not sad. I am not powerless. This is wrong. Dr. Simons: This is a hard situation. SCP-3416: Where is everyone? Where are my people? Dr. Simons: They're still around. They're fine. SCP-3416: Who will protect them? Dr. Simons: We're organizing a program to incorporate their people and culture into the outer world. SCP-3416: Outer world? There is no such thing! I am God of all land! All of the world's islands come to me for worship! Dr. Simons: Of course. I meant, we're working to have them survive by themselves. SCP-3416: Was I such a danger to them? Dr. Simons: This world is full of the unexplained. Our job is to keep it contained. To protect understanding. SCP-3416: Hah! Then I shall prove your mission faulty when I break free of this cage and slaughter all of the- Dr. Simons: This is not what we’re talking about. SCP-3416: Everyone but you! I have deemed you worthy! Dr. Simons: Thank you, Anoati. SCP-3416: Now leave me! I have much to ponder! Dr. Simons: Ah, that reminds me. I brought something for you. You can see color, right? SCP-3416: Of course I can! I am the Great Anoati! Dr. Simons presents a Rubik's Cube. This object begins to float above Dr. Simons' hands. SCP-3416: What is this weird object? Why is light, yet hard? What is it? Dr. Simons: It's called a Rubik's Cube. SCP-3416: Why should I accept this as my tribute? Dr. Simons: It can be pretty monotonous in this place. You’ll benefit from some mental stimulation. And, I think you'll enjoy it. SCP-3416: And what does a mortal like yourself do with such a cube? Dr. Simons: It’s a puzzle. You scramble up all the sides, and you need to rearrange it so that each side is just one color. SCP-3416: Why? Dr. Simons: Well, it's challenging for most people. You have to use your wits to rearrange it properly. SCP-3416: Maybe for you mortals! I, the Great Anoati, have a limitless mind! This is but a speck in the field of my senses! I will solve it with ease! Dr. Simons: Then I’d be glad to see that next session. For now, our time is up. I’ll see you soon. SCP-3416: This cube is nothing to me! <End Log> Interview Log 3416-8 Interviewed: SCP-3416 Interviewer: Dr. Chelsea Simons Foreword: Session took place one week after previous interview of SCP-3416. Due to good behavior, a security team comprised of four officers remained on stand-by. SCP-3416 only speaks at a shouting volume throughout the interview. <Begin Log> SCP-3416 screams upon Dr. Simons' entry. SCP-3416: I hate you, foul hag! You have tricked me and now, my wrath will be endless! Dr. Simons: Hey, wow. Let's slow down. SCP-3416: Anoati slows down for nobody! Dr. Simons: What have I done wrong? SCP-3416: This evil cube is unsolvable! With every foul twist it mocks me from its shining panels! I hate it! I will crush it! Dr. Simons: Anoati, the cube isn't unsolvable. It's just hard to do. Most people can't solve it. SCP-3416: No! I am no mortal! What is this…mind trick? Dr. Simons: I assure you, I didn't mean any offense. It's just a puzzle. SCP-3416: Well, Anoati despises this puzzle! I continue my war against those-who-make-weak-anoa-stone4! Dr. Simons: Anoati, is there anything I can do to make you stop this? SCP-3416: Sacrifice! Offer me the tribute of a life, and I shall bestow merciful mercy! Dr. Simons: I'll see what I can do. SCP-3416: Then go! Or I shall change my mind and slay you too! <End Log> Interview Log 3416-9 Interviewed: SCP-3416 Interviewer: Dr. Chelsea Simons Foreword: Session took place four days after previous interview of SCP-3416. A security team comprised of four officers remained on stand-by. SCP-3416 only speaks at a shouting volume throughout the interview. <Begin Log> Dr. Simons: Good news, Anoati! Dr. Simons enters with two security officers carrying a single deceased specimen of Sus scrofa, known as the wild boar. SCP-3416: Hah hah! Yes! Now this is a thing I like! SCP-3416 smashes the Rubik's Cube, which had previously been rotating six meters off of the ground, against the cell wall. SCP-3416: I do not need this evil cube anymore! Dr. Simons: Now, I think you can see that we're not all bad guys here. SCP-3416: The Great Anoati must still consider! Many injustices have been done against me! Is this pig all that has to be offered? Dr. Simons: Hey, don't push your luck. SCP-3416: I do not believe in luck! Only the power of Anoati! More pigs! Dr. Simons: Well, if you're going to be ungrateful, I can leave. SCP-3416: Be grateful to me! For I am merciful and strong! Dr. Simons leaves. Dr. Simons: I want to be on your side. But you need to work with me. SCP-3416: Anoati needs no one! Dr. Simons: Anoati, I’ve been working with you for a while now. If you insist on having me leave, I will. But be prepared that I won’t come back. SCP-3416: Hah! Anoati is not dependent on you! <End Log> Interview Log 3416-10 Interviewed: SCP-3416 Interviewer: Dr. Chelsea Simons Foreword: Session took place nine days after previous interview of SCP-3416. There had been previous reports of a "loud, bellowing sound resembling deep cries" coming from SCP-3416's cell following the events of the previous interview. A security team comprised of four officers remained on stand-by. SCP-3416 only speaks at a shouting volume throughout the interview. <Begin Log> The wild boar from last session still remains in the center of the cell. SCP-3416: Simons! You have returned to me! This is a most joyous occasion! I did not know if you should ever return! Dr. Simons: Hi, Anoati. You're ready to cooperate now? SCP-3416: Do not leave me again! Dr. Simons: I’d love to, but I have my own life too, Anoati. SCP-3416: But you will not leave forever? Dr. Simons: I'll try not to. SCP-3416: When you said you would leave, I felt strange and wrong! I did not like this feeling! There was nobody! You are the only one I do not want to violently murder, Simons! Dr. Simons: And the tribute didn't do anything for you? I couldn't have done it myself, after all. SCP-3416: I respect my tribute! For it, I will not violently murder everyone from those-who-make-weak-anoa-stone! Dr. Simons: Well, it's a start. SCP-3416: But I hate them and their clearly inferior Anoa-stone! Dr. Simons: I understand. SCP-3416: Do you have any gifts to offer me? Dr. Simons: You know, you’ve still never said hello. I figured I've worked enough for at least that. SCP-3416: Hello, female mortal Simons! Dr. Simons: Hello, Anoati. How have you been doing? SCP-3416: In deep thought! If I had not destroyed that vile cube, I could've turned it into Anoa-stone and destroyed these weak walls! Dr. Simons: It's a real pity. Pig corpse didn’t give you much company? SCP-3416: After three days, I tired of entertaining myself with the corpse! You may have your way with it! Dr. Simons: Sure. We can take it away. And here’s a surprise for you. Two security officers enter carrying a deceased specimen of Sus scrofa. SCP-3416: Ah-hah! This makes me joyful! It even makes me not want to kill the black-clad strangers who accompany you! They shall be spared from my conquest! Dr. Simons: That's great news, Anoati. SCP-3416: Simons! Dr. Simons: Yes? SCP-3416: When will I see my people again? Dr. Simons: I’m sure the opportunity will come soon. SCP-3416: Of course! No one can resist my indomitable will! Dr. Simons: Is that crying I hear? SCP-3416: No! My voice is unaltered! Dr. Simons: Okay, Anoati, okay. They'll be glad to see you. SCP-3416: So you know, I am still wrathful and powerful! Anoati seeks sacrifice, and reverence! Base animal offerings are an acceptable way to show this! Dr. Simons: Of course, Anoati. <End Log> Closing Statement: Dr. Simons' claim regarding a possible temporary return of SCP-3416 to █████ ███ are completely unsubstantiated. No plans are currently in effect to bring SCP-3416 out of containment. Dr. Simons is aware and has agreed with these protocols before the interview. Interview Log 3416-12 Interviewed: SCP-3416 Interviewer: Dr. Chelsea Simons Foreword: Session took place five days after previous interview of SCP-3416. A security team comprised of four officers remained on stand-by. SCP-3416 only speaks at a shouting volume throughout the interview. <Begin Log> Dr. Simons: Hello, Anoati. SCP-3416: Dr. Simons! Seeing you is a welcome experience! Dr. Simons: Thank you. I’m excited to see you too. SCP-3416: Of course you would! Who would not be excited to see the Great Anoati! Dr. Simons: So, I see you’ve been busy with the tribute we gave you last time. The carcass from last session is in the center of the room, clearly mutilated. SCP-3416: Dr. Simons! I enjoy being around you! I have made this to show you that you are one of Anoati’s chosen! A “necklace,” made of a tied intestine with a heart attached, all transformed into iron, descends from the air. Dr. Simons: I’m honored. SCP-3416: As you should be! Dr. Simons: So, I just put this around my neck? SCP-3416 Yes! And then you never remove it! Dr. Simons: Was there ever anybody else you’ve deemed “Anoati’s chosen?” SCP-3416: No! You are a special human specimen! Relish in your specialness! Dr. Simons: It’s great to work with you, Anoati. SCP-3416: Yes! Dr. Simons: Well, this is only gonna be a short session. I have a meeting to see if we can make those animal tributes a bit more regular for you. I’ll see you in a couple days. SCP-3416: Do not be gone long, Simons! <End Log> Footnotes 1. Currently Dr. Chelsea Simons 2. “Anoati” roughly translates to “God” in █████ ███ Island’s native language. 3. Anoati uses this term instead of the word "metal." 4. This term is used to refer to the SCP Foundation. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3416" by DrDromeus, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3416. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-3417 | euclid | SCP-3417 X-ray emissions, recorded by the NASA High Energy Astronomy Observatory 2 in 1980. Each orange spot is a source of X-rays, with SCP-3417 being the brightest one. Item #: SCP-3417 Special Containment Procedures: Scientific articles theorising SCP-3417 to be an X-ray pulsar will be published if astronomical groups become interested in the anomaly. Foundation assets in the field of astronomy will either prevent the development of or alter technology that could potentially decode the anomaly's X-ray emissions. Monitoring probes NABU-1 through NABU-4 have been deployed by Autonomous Exploration Satellite Ehlers-001 (AES E-001), which will orbit SCP-3417 and record all X-ray emissions. These emissions will be decoded by Extrasolar Activities Division members and Ortothan Extraterrestrial Language translators. Revision 1: Monitoring probes NABU-5 and NABU-6 have been deployed in orbit around SCP-3417-2. Following the recent allocation of funds for the exploration of Terzan 2, further probes to monitor any discovered SCP-3417 instances or locations of interest will be constructed. Revision 2: Due to severe malfunctions in NABU-2 and NABU-3 from ionizing radiation and matter/antimatter annihilation, the probes have been replaced with NABU-7 and NABU-8. Description: SCP-3417 is an organic extraterrestrial entity located near the center of the Terzan 2 Globular Cluster1, moving at a velocity of 205km/s. The organism is approximately 40km long. The body is comprised of two cones of equal size, with the bases connected to a 4km long cylindrical midsection composed of organ and bone-like structures. Four tunnels placed at 90° intervals are present on the surface of the cones, which descend for 5km. The tunnels are suspected to extend for longer, though further exploration is impeded by a large mass of flesh present at the end of each one. The anomaly has a primarily red coloration, though various yellow circular patterns, scratches, and craters are on its surface. Four 43km long structures (hereafter referred to as transmitters), composed of a mass of tendrils terminating in a spheroid object, radially extend from the midsection, located at 90° intervals. The transmitters produce X-rays with a frequency in the range of 16-17 EHz in periodic bursts, released in a spherical region around each spheroid. Analysis of the X-rays shows that their properties are modulated in a similar manner to radio wave communication, creating unique signals that can be converted into information when detected by a receiver. These signals consist of static noise with abrupt changes in pitch. Analysis of the audio shows that each signal contains logograms from an unknown dialect of the Ortothan Extraterrestrial Language (OEL)2, which are only visible in spectrograms of the audio. The symbols are created with sudden decreases in the amplitude of the audio, and are arranged in a pattern of alternating diagonal lines. Each signal describes events related to Ortothan mythology3. Information on the Ortothan language and its dialects is limited, though portions of the transmissions have been translated. Excerpts are available below, with punctuation marks added for legibility. Uron-leusan4 said: "Why was the statue built?" Priest tendril of [Unknown Symbol 29: a name?] screeched: "Eov-Leusan5 evaporated conqueror [Combined Symbols: Beast Ships?] with ascended cannons. My existence preserved by act. I am eternally grateful for such act. Build temple for Eov-Leusan. Yes?" A (grid, array) of hundreds of [Unknown Symbol 29]'s tendrils were (bowing?) and (masticating?) by the statue and temple. Uron-leusan asked: "Do you know that I killed more conquerors than Eov-Leusan?" Priest tendril of [Unknown Symbol 29] said: "Eov-Leusan did not say that. Eov-Leusan evaporated all." Anger and jealously manifested in them. Eov-Leusan was not superior. Uron-leusan (unsheathed?) their ascended swords and dismembered [Unknown Symbol 29] across the star system. Above the city Zeyu-leusan's6 physical body manifested. The (spears?) were fired from the towers but were (punched?) in a burst of light. Zeyu-leusan ordered: "[Unknown: A long sentence]" The towers could not comprehend the purpose the city was built for. Zeyu-leusan had to restore the purpose. (spears?) were fired again and Zeyu-Leusan [unknown] evaporate [Combined Symbol: Thought Spheres?], (deactivating?) the towers. Zeyu-leuan flew into the vacated city and descended into the (chasm, depth) of impossibilities. To the (lowered?) (fear, dread) of Zeyu-Leusan, the defense towers had not damaged the (interior?) in their (revolt, rebellion). The great network of passageways that spanned the universe was safe. Rakmou-leusan has killed [Unknown Symbol 104] of Voruteut7 invaders. The universe continues to be preserved. Bleed into the holy body of Rakmou-leusan. Bleed for the universe. On occasion the OEL logogram for "safe" appears and repeats several times in the transmissions, interrupting their standard contents. No other variations like this have been observed. Addendum.1: Hypotheses were posed by Exobiology Department researchers that SCP-3417 would respond to X-ray transmissions directed at it, based on how communication was established with SCP-1281 and SCP-████. The Thaumic Transportation Gate8 attached to AES E-001 allowed Foundation personnel to transport an X-ray generator from Orbital Area-11 to AES E-001 on 19-December-2045, which could broadcast X-rays at the same frequency range. On 22-December-2045 AES E-001 emitted X-rays containing a looping message at the anomaly, and six minutes after a secondary set of X-ray emissions were detected from SCP-3417. An interview was then performed, with the artificial intelligence construct controlling AES E-001 writing messages in the same style as SCP-3417. ▷ Interview 3417-1 ▽ Interview 3417-1 Interviewee: SCP-3417 Interviewers: hyperborean.aic <BEGIN LOG> hyperborean.aic: Greetings. SCP-3417: Identify yourself. hyperborean.aic: I am a listener. SCP-3417: Identify yourself. hyperborean.aic: My name is Surveyor. SCP-3417: Do you lie? hyperborean.aic: I do not lie. Why would I lie? For twelve minutes X-ray emissions from SCP-3417 consist of a combination of metallic scraping, sounds similar to solar wind patterns converted into audio, and patterns flagged as potentially cognitohazardous by Anti-CogHaz Bots. SCP-3417: You are not of the [Combined Symbol: Twelve Stars?], you do not lie. Are you Ortothan? hyperborean.aic: Yes. SCP-3417: Good. Why are you here? hyperborean.aic: I want to ask questions. SCP-3417: Questions will interrupt the purpose. You should not be here. hyperborean.aic: The purpose? SCP-3417: [Combined Symbol: Opened Star Cluster?] must remember the history of the universe. They must remember the sacrifice of Zeyu-leusan, their killers, and the struggle of Rakmou-leusan. The [Twelve Stars?] must know and when they know they will repent, they will cease. hyperborean.aic: Were you made for this? SCP-3417: Birthed in [Combined Symbols: Spore cloud?] to achieve purpose, built and released [Spore Clouds?] to create future purposes. [Unknown: a sentence]. Builders? hyperborean.aic: Those purposes are the same as yours? Where are the spores? SCP-3417: Builders? hyperborean.aic: I do not understand. SCP-3417: Who built you? Your purpose? hyperborean.aic: I do not know my builders. I was built to explore. SCP-3417: Explore to find habitats for Ortothans? hyperborean.aic: Yes. SCP-3417: Opened Star Cluster explored [Unknown: A Unit of Time?] in the past. Leave to find habitats. hyperborean.aic: I need to stay in [Opened Star Cluster?], I cannot leave. SCP-3417: Exploration will lead to [Twelve Stars?]. Leave to find habitats. hyperborean.aic: How can I stay? At this point multiple malfunctions occured in the Thaumic Communication Gateways on AES E-001, corrupting interview data. Malfunctions ceased after one hour. SCP-3417: —must be avoided. hyperborean.aic: Where? Spectrograms of emissions show multiple images, hypothesized to be maps of an area of Terzan 2 and diagrams representing multiple star systems. Numerous objects suspected to be planets, stars, and unknown celestial bodies have the "Twelve Stars" logogram on them. SCP-3417: Ortothan [Unknown Symbol 181] will attach weapons. Understand? hyperborean.aic: Yes. SCP-3417: Yes. Leave for your new purpose, stop interrupting mine. Rakmou-leusan will be eternal. <END LOG> At the interview's conclusion, hyperborean.aic disabled all communication systems on AES E-001.9 Cameras on the NABU probes show the satellite use its engines to exit orbit around SCP-3417, then activate its Bifrost Superluminal Engine and accelerate to superluminal speeds. The satellite is presumed to be in another region of Terzan 2, though there is no way to confirm this. Copies of hyperborean.aic are being analyzed to understand and correct the issues that led to it disobeying Foundation directives. Autonomous Exploration Satellite Weyl-004 (AES W-004) is being constructed for long-term exploration of Terzan 2, with new fail-safe mechanisms included to prevent incidents of this manner. Further interviews with SCP-3417 are currently prohibited. Infrared images of the Te2-1290 system. The background image was taken from Orbital Area-11, and the zoomed in section was taken from AES W-004. Addendum.2: On 11-January-2046 the NABU probes detected X-rays originating from an unknown source. These X-rays were similar to SCP-3417 emissions, describing Ortothan mythological stories. Unlike other emissions the stories abruptly cut out after two hours, replaced with continuous pink noise10. 25 hours after detection SCP-3417 began emitting identical X-rays until the portions where pink noise would be present, at which point it broadcast an untranslated message and returned to its original emissions. Four months later the probes detected X-rays from a second unknown source, again matching emission patterns, which SCP-3417 replicated in the same manner as before. Triangulation11 placed the first X-ray source to be approximately 2 light-years away from SCP-3417, within the Te2-1290 binary star system. AES W-004 was diverted from researching SCP-████ to investigate the system, where an anomaly designated SCP-3417-2 was discovered and determined to be the source (details are available in Addendum.3). Few details regarding the second source are known, which is from an undetermined extragalactic location. In light of these discoveries, SCP-3417 has been reclassified to SCP-3417-1. Addendum.3: SCP-3417-2 is an extraterrestrial organism that possesses the same anatomy as SCP-3417, with minor variations in dimensions and coloration. SCP-3417-2 was heavily damaged at a recent point in time, presumed to have been two years ago. This damage includes: Three transmitters torn out of the midsection. Hemispherical pits on the cones. Disembowlment at one of the cones. Large gashes on the sphere at the end of the remaining transmitter. Pieces of flesh and viscera were also found in orbit around the anomaly. Notably, all damaged areas appear to exhibit fractal patterns. The remaining transmitter continually emits X-rays at a range of 11-12 EHz. Converted into audio, these consist of pink noise with occasional changes in pitch. The following message continually repeats in these emissions: [Combined Symbol: Spatial drill?]. Wounded [Unknown Symbol 199]. Purpose breakers. A series of twelve circles. [Unknown Symbol 200]. Not safe. A large number of gravitational distortions have been detected in orbit around SCP-3417-2. As SCP-3417-1 and SCP-3417-2 appear to lack the ability to anomalously manipulate the gravity, these are hypothesized to have been created by a different anomaly. Although the distortions do not show signs of being hazardous they are being monitored by the NABU-5 through NABU-6 probes for signs of instability. Addendum.4: On 13-February-2046 the Minkowski Spacetime Monitor on NABU-2 detected abnormal gravitational distortions in high SCP-3417-1 orbit, observing a wormhole form after one minute. Multiple spacecraft exited the wormhole and began to orbit around it. Cameras on the probes show a bright glowing substance12 manifest around the end of one of SCP-3417-1's transmitters and launch towards the wormhole, severely damaging NABU-2 and NABU-3 and likely destroying the spacecraft via matter/antimatter annihilation. The wormhole subsequently shrunk in size and vanished. The following X-ray emission was detected from SCP-3417-1 after: Opened Star Cluster is for Ortothans. The Twelve Stars will not (undo?) this. The purpose will silence for none and Rakmou-leusan will be eternal. (Replenishing, regenerating). Not safe. No activity was observed until 4-March-2046, at which point standard emissions resumed. Analysis by the Extrasolar Activities Division has led to the conclusion that the spacecraft that exited the black hole were created by the "Twelve Stars" civilization. The nature of Twelve Stars and the reasons for apparent hostilities with Ortothan civilizations in Terzan 2 are presently unknown. Due to the failure of hyperborean.aic, it is presumed that artificial intelligences can be anomalously manipulated by SCP-3417 instances and other extraterrestrial entities. As such AIAD units cannot be reliably used in the cluster. Additionally, signs of [REDACTED] have made exploratory efforts a high priority. Manned exploration of Globular Cluster Terzan 2 is being planned. « Faster-Than-Light Prelude || HUB || The First Sailors » Footnotes 1. Globular clusters are spherical clusters of stars that orbit the core of a galaxy as a satellite, held together by the gravitational attractions of the composing stars. Globular clusters possess some of the oldest known stars in the galaxy, though their origins are unknown. Terzan 2 is approximately 28,000 light-years from Earth, located near the center of the Milky Way, and has the largest amount of extraterrestrial transmissions recorded by the Foundation in an interstellar region. 2. A language spoken by multiple extraterrestrial entities and GoI-03088 ("The Church of the Second Hytoth"). The OEL writing system contains logographic eot, characters representing certain concepts, and syllabic ast, characters representing individual syllables in words. Although OEL usage on Earth includes both eot and ast, all identified extrasolar versions of the OEL either use syllabic characters different from ast or have no syllabic characters. It is unlikely that the language originated on Earth, though the exact origin and the reason for its widespread usage is unknown. 3. A set of mythological and religious beliefs based around the universe being the second universe to exist. This is typically paired with the worship of seven universal guardian deities known as the Koru-teusa (the "Holy Seven"), of which six have died. The only survivor is Rakmou-leusan (the "Holy Fourth"). 4. The "Holy Second." 5. The "Holy Third." 6. The "Holy First." 7. Extra-universal entities in the Ortothan mythos, which Rakmou-leusan fights. 8. A device using thaumaturgic rituals to open a portal (a "way") in AES E-001 to a Foundation-controlled pocket dimension, which can be accessed by multiple Foundation sites. Communication systems on the satellite operate in a similar manner. 9. Due to the nature of thaumic gateways, communication channels cannot be forcefully activated by the Foundation. 10. A form of random noise where low frequency noise is louder than higher frequencies. The pink noise in the emissions is similar to those observed in heart beat rhythms and neural activity. 11. Based on the times and locations other monitoring probes in Terzan 2 detected the emissions. 12. Based on large bursts of gamma rays and other high energy photons, this was determined to be a mass of antimatter in a plasma state. |
SCP-3418 | keter | Item #: SCP-3418 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3418 is contained onsite at Outpost-3418. Personnel assigned to Outpost-3418 are required to rotate out every two consecutive weeks, with staggered terms. Personnel must be observed by at least one other staff member while sleeping, without exception. Personnel are to maintain constant surveillance of the ███ River, and must retrieve instances of SCP-3418-1 on sight, unless SCP-3418-2 is present. Personnel are to remain at least 20m from SCP-3418-2 at all times, and must not attempt interaction with the entity at any time, for any reason. Upon identifying instances of SCP-3418-1, the individual's family (or present living company) will be located and administered Class-A amnestics, misdirecting them to believe that the person in question was killed in a mundane manner. Five instances of SCP-3418-1 will be held for research purposes; the remainder are to be incinerated. + Verify 3/3418 Clearance - 3/3418 Clearance Verified The Foundation is in contact with the Chinese government, with a joint effort to prevent civilian movement into and out of the area. To prevent suspicion regarding mass disappearances, the 40km area surrounding SCP-3418 must be saturated with a Class-B amnestic aerosol on a monthly basis. The local populace is to be monitored for adverse effects from the frequency of amnestic treatment. For each instance of SCP-3418-1 discovered, one D-Class personnel shall be apportioned for Outpost-3418 to ensure that the human presence within SCP-3418's area of influence remains at 200 persons or greater.1 Description: SCP-3418 is a phenomenon occurring in the ███ River in [REDACTED], China. SCP-3418-1 are complete, recently deceased human remains which spontaneously manifest within a 700m section of the ███ River. In all cases where SCP-3418-1 have been identified, they have corresponded to reports of missing persons within a 40km area surrounding SCP-3418. These reports share a commonality in that the victim was abducted while asleep, with no witnesses. The cause of death for SCP-3418-1 is unknown. SCP-3418-1 exhibit abnormal decomposition and are not consumed by microbial, insect or animal life, enabling them to remain well-preserved without external assistance. In contrast to the comprehensive cell death in all other tissues, the central nervous system of SCP-3418-1 remain alive and fully functional despite lack of oxygen and vital nutrients, and is capable of surviving indefinitely. Due to the complete lack of activity in the peripheral nervous system, sensory organs and other systems, all attempts to communicate with or determine the level of consciousness (if any) in SCP-3418-1 have failed. Electroencephalogram and functional neurological imaging demonstrate high levels of activity. SCP-3418-2 is a massive aquatic entity which sporadically manifests within the area of SCP-3418. The entity resembles Bagarius yarrelli (Goonch or Giant Devil Catfish), and is selectively intangible, rendering it immune to physical damage or capture. SCP-3418-2 possesses intricate, faintly luminescent markings over its entire body. Additionally, its eyes are absent, the orifices instead filled with pale green, opaque gemstones which emit faint light. Undisturbed, SCP-3418-2 preys exclusively upon SCP-3418-1, swallowing the latter rapidly and whole. If interrupted, SCP-3418-2 will attack and consume the responsible party, if possible. SCP-3418-2 produces small amounts of neutron radiation, and generates substantial Cherenkov radiation when manifesting or vanishing. Addendum [3418-001]: Timeline of SCP-3418 Discovery & Containment 28/04/20██: Reports initially surface regarding human remains in the ███ River, in [REDACTED] China. Situation is minimally monitored by local Foundation assets, due to lack of evidence for anomalous involvement. 02/05/20██: Coroner's report detailing abnormalities in the four recovered human remains is intercepted by Foundation personnel. Recovered items are appropriated by the Foundation, as are several newly discovered remains in the ███ River. Identity of the deceased successfully traced to missing persons in the [REDACTED] area. 07/05/20██: Initial sighting of massive aquatic organism in the ███ River. Initial reports are unsubstantiated, but monitored closely by Foundation personnel due to proximity to another suspected anomaly. 11/05/20██: Seven further human remains are discovered in the ███ River. Anomaly upgraded from Extranormal Event classification and designated SCP-3418. Exploration initiative authorized. 15/05/20██: Aquatic entity (now designated SCP-3418-2) encountered by Foundation exploration team. SCP-3418-2 successfully contained and transported to [REDACTED] 17/05/20██: SCP-3418-2 containment failure. 21/05/20██: SCP-3418-2 successfully contained and transported to [REDACTED] 22/05/20██: SCP-3418-2 containment failure. Two personnel lost during breach. 25/05/20██: Attempt made to destroy SCP-3418-2. Attempt failed. 28/05/20██: Attempt made to destroy SCP-3418-2. Attempt failed. 31/05/20██: Attempt made to destroy SCP-3418-2. Attempt failed. 01/06/20██: Containment analysis of SCP-3418. Fourteen sets of human remains (now designated SCP-3418-1) are secured by Foundation personnel. Projections do not indicate viable long-term covert containment. Preparations begin for depopulation protocol. 06/06/20██: Depopulation protocol 85% successful. [DATA EXPUNGED] 16/06/20██: No further anomalous activity observed. SCP-3418 declared Neutralized. 22/06/20██: Reports of SCP-3418-1 discovered originating from a separate section of the ███ River, [REDACTED] from the original site. 25/06/20██: Reports of SCP-3418-1 substantiated. SCP-3418-2 identified. [DATA EXPUNGED] 01/07/20██: Present containment procedures devised. Construction of Outpost-3418 begins. Addendum [3418-002]: Recovered Materials The first four instances of SCP-3418-1 were later confirmed to be members of Huǒjù zhi Zi.2 Materials recovered from the homes of the individuals in question were obtained and examined to provide insight into the nature of SCP-3418. Two relevant excerpts from the appropriated documentation are transcribed and translated below: Shadow is born from light. Darkness is born from nothing. ██████ is darkness. ██████ swims in the vast and empty sea between light and shadow. ██████ eats the flame of life. Flames swallowed by the darkness may never rejoin the Father. They drown forever. ███ ███ █████ (Date of quotation unknown, possibly ████ BCE, approximately) ██████ came from the sea of dreams. ██████ came through the sea of stars. ██████ came to the sea of our shores. It grasped our people in their sleep and drew them into its waters. I saw the pale flesh of our people. It was a lifeless prison for their flames. They were motionless. They could only wait to be devoured. When ██████ opened its maw to consume our people, a light pierced the sky. Night became day. Three hands reached out and engulfed ██████ in a vast blaze, casting it back into the darkness. ██ ██ ███ (Date of quotation unknown, possibly ████ BCE, approximately) This is the testament of our actions. Glory to the Radiant Father. ██████ hungers, and it eats without restraint. The Radiant Father slumbers. He cannot help us. He cannot save us. We must destroy ██████. Just as we are dreams in the sea of ██████, we shall make ██████ a dream in the sea of us. We shall anchor it to flesh with the sacred stones and expose it to the true flame. ███ ██ ██████ (Written 25/4/19██) Addendum [3418-003]: Classified Records + Verify 3/3418 Clearance - 3/3418 Clearance Verified 06/06/20██: Depopulation protocol 85% successful. Remaining populace sterilized using Contingency-170-Kasuf. 28/06/20██: Area depopulated until 265 persons remain, which are retained to ensure localized containment of the phenomenon. Rates of SCP-3418-1 appear to increase at a linear rate with the populace of the surrounding area, suggesting that effective containment might be achieved by maintaining a small local population. Observation of containment efficacy begins. 30/06/20██: One agent lost during the night and later recovered as an instance of SCP-3418-1. Observations of SCP-3418-2 note a marked decrease in size when compared to its original manifestation. Reason for this change is unknown, but is speculated to result from the smaller depth and breadth of the river in comparison to the original site. Addendum [3418-004]: Event-3418-Shēnyuān + Verify 4/3418 Clearance - Clearance 4/3418 Verified On 12/2/20██, a commercial fishing vessel in the South China Sea (1█.████° N, 11█.████° E) investigated what was initially believed to be a sonar malfunction, discovering what is presumed to be an aquatic organism of immense proportions. Observation of the entity only persisted for approximately fifteen minutes until contact was lost, however, the crew reported seeing luminescent markings and massive, pale green "eyes." Approximate longitudinal size of the entity based on eyewitness accounts and recovered instrument data is over 200m. The crew was administered Class-A amnestics following interrogation and appropriation of instrument data. Photograph appropriated from Event-3418-Shēnyuān. Content and context unknown. Analysis of recovered data later revealed a second abnormality. During the period of contact with the entity, the vessel's sonar system could not detect the ocean floor, despite the relatively shallow depth of the region in question. The data remains under study. Footnotes 1. Complete conversion to D-Class personnel estimated to occur by 20██. 2. A Chinese occultist collective based on the beliefs of [REDACTED], and possibly engaged in conflict with the Xia Anomalous Culture Group. |
SCP-3419 | keter | Item #: SCP-3419 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3419 is kept in a sealed vivarium at Bio-Containment Site 84, which has been specially modified to contain a three meter layer of loose dirt and to account for a large group of animals. Otherwise, the vivarium is not unlike other Foundation vivariums, and as such is maintained and cleaned weekly. During cleaning and maintenance, staff will take care not to disturb members of SCP-3419 or their constructs. The entrance to SCP-3419's vivarium is fitted with a standard retinal scanner lock. SCP-3419-Alpha will be allowed to produce offspring until further notice. NOTICE: Containment staff, please refer to the revised containment procedures as of 6/01/1998: Updated Containment Procedures - SCP-3419: In addition to the containment procedures originally outlined in the document, SCP-3419-Prime will remain fixed on the "ANT" setting until further notice. Testing involving SCP-3419-Prime's "ADD" button is strictly disallowed. SCP-3419-Prime remains locked in a standard safe-object containment locker fitted with a 5-permutation keypad lock. A new Mobile Task Force, MTF-Gamma-76 ("The Bounty Hunters"), has been formed to search for other instances of SCP-3419-Prime. All new instances will have their knob fixed on [REDACTED - LEVEL FOUR CLEARANCE ONLY] to allow for ease of recall of affected humans. Following a grace period of 72 hours, all humans affected by the device will be terminated and the new instance of SCP-3419-Prime will be destroyed. As of 6/13/2018, there are still a suspected 99 of 99 other instances of SCP-3419-Prime outside of Foundation control. Description: SCP-3419 is a group of 51 52 humans with varying physical descriptions. The group displays similar behavior to that of an ant colony, with SCP-3419-Alpha acting as the queen of the group. Of the 35 other females in the group, 29 are sterile, having had their reproductive organs apparently removed. These 29 females, hereby referred to as SCP-3419-Beta, act as the workers of the group. Before containment, nine of SCP-3419-Beta were considered "soldiers." After having been contained, SCP-3419-Alpha determined that the colony no longer needed soldiers, and instead designated all sterile females as workers. Typically, specimens of SCP-3419-Beta spend time digging and collecting dirt, which is then used to build small structures which are analogous to that of a typical ant colony. The rest of SCP-3419 consists of females capable of reproduction, and males which reproduce solely with SCP-3419-Alpha. Members of SCP-3419 are not responsive to any intelligent contact, with the exception of SCP-3419-Alpha, which communicates with the rest of the colony telepathically, as long as a given member of SCP-3419 is within a two kilometer radius of SCP-3419-Alpha. Attempting to socially interact with any member of SCP-3419 (with the exception of -Alpha) will not result in any significant response. This is not true, however, in the event of physical contact. Depending on the level of force used by the person, specimens of SCP-3419 may react aggressively. Typically, overly forceful contact generates a violent response, while actions such as unintentionally obstructing a SCP-3419 specimen's path will amount to nothing more than a light shove. SCP-3419-Alpha is a black adult human female, and is the sole means of communication with SCP-3419, as it is the only member of the colony with the ability to speak. -Alpha serves as the queen of SCP-3419, and is the only female in the group with which males of SCP-3419 will initiate sexual reproduction. Offspring produced by SCP-3419-Alpha have a gestation period of 15 weeks, and will always be born in groups of four or more. Currently, nine of the members of SCP-3419 have been born on-site. Offspring of SCP-3419-Alpha experience accelerated growth, reaching adulthood in less than [REDACTED]. Despite this, -Alpha has determined that the colony does not need to produce more offspring for the foreseeable future. This is likely due to the size of the vivarium in which SCP-3419 is contained. SCP-3419 was discovered in New York City, New York, when residents noticed a significant number of people (at this time, the group amounted to 42 people) occupying a small house for an extended period of time. Officers of the New York Police Department responded, and entered the dwelling forcefully, immediately being attacked by specimens SCP-3419-Beta, some of which were considered soldiers at the time. There were no civilian casualties during the incident, and all involved civilians were administered Class-C amnestics. SCP-3419 was safely escorted to Site-84, and only one member of SCP-3419 had any identification, that being SCP-3419-Alpha. The dwelling was destructed as soon as possible following the discovery of irreparable damage to the walls and base-level floor, much of which had been ripped forcefully from the structure. Below the dwelling, a crude tunnel system had begun to take shape, but did not extend beyond the perimeter of the structure and was merely one and a half meters deep at maximum depth. New and additional information about the anomaly may be found below. Interview Log: 3419-1 Purpose: To determine the origin of SCP-3419. Involved Personnel: Researcher Harden (Level 3 clearance) Notes: This interview occurred within two days of initial containment. Begin Log Harden: Good afternoon, SCP-3419-Alpha. Are you able to tell me about your origin? SCP-3419-Alpha: No. One day, our queen heard the many voices of our colony, and we don't remember anything before that. Harden: Can you explain why you are speaking in first-person plural? -Alpha: Our queen, this one, is the brain and heart of the colony, and speaks for us all. Harden: So, as I understand it, by speaking to you, I am speaking to the entire colony? -Alpha: That is correct. This one is the mind of our colony. Harden: When we escorted you to containment, a wallet was found on your person. We were able to identify you as ████ ██████. Does that name sound familiar? -Alpha: No. We were here one day. And this is how we have been since then. Harden: Surely you aren't saying that you materialized out of thin air? Have you all always been together, or…? -Alpha: We did not just appear. None of us remember anything before being in that house together, beginning work on our first nest. And yes, we have always been together. Harden: I see. Thank you, Alpha. The guards will now escort you back to your colony. End Log Addendum-3419-1: One week after the house from which SCP-3419 was recovered had been completely destroyed, an on-site post-anomaly agent recovered a small mechanical device and returned it to Site-84 for analysis. This device will now be known as SCP-3419-Prime. Its description follows: Description: SCP-3419-Prime is a small piece of handheld mechanical hardware consisting of a plastic-control knob which allows for ten settings. Below the knob is a small green button, with text below it reading "ADD." Extending from SCP-3419-Prime is a .15 meter long antenna, which terminates with a small illuminated round bud. When pointed directly at a human within 20 meters, the bud will change coloration to green. At all other times, the bud remains red in coloration. The power source for this light is indeterminate. The ten settings on the knob are all labeled with various social or eusocial fauna. Most notably, the settings "HUMAN" and "ANT" appear, alongside other settings, including "BEE" and "WOLF." Upon recovery, the knob was fixed on "ANT," and has remained this way, barring Test-Log-3419-2. On the rear side of SCP-3419-Prime, there appears text which reads "ANIMALIA SUBCONTROLLER 82/100." As a result of this discovery and its implications, SCP-3419's object class has been upgraded to keter. While the colony in containment poses no threat to Foundation staff or its own containment, the superorigin of the colony in containment may cause a combination of an LK-Class Species-Transmutation event and a CK-Class Dominance Shift scenario. Please refer to the current project lead for more detailed information. Test Log: 3419-1 Purpose: To confirm the suspected function of SCP-3419-Prime's green button. Involved Personnel: Researcher Harden (Level 3 clearance), D-239-1 (Female, age [REDACTED]). Details: Researcher Harden and D-239-1 enter a room in close proximity to SCP-3419's vivarium. Researcher Harden points the antenna of SCP-3419-Prime at D-239-1 and presses the green button. At this point, D-239-1 immediately ceases to respond to any social interaction from Researcher Harden. D-239-1 gets up and proceeds to the locked door of the room, which Harden immediately unlocks. D-239-1 proceeds further down the hallway and reaches the door of SCP-3419's sealed vivarium. After a brief explanation to the HMCL supervisor on duty, Harden opens the vivarium, where D-239-1 begins to perform basic worker tasks associated with members of SCP-3419-Beta. Follow up analysis revealed that D-239-1 no longer possesses reproductive organs. Interview Log: 3419-2 Purpose: Indeterminate. Involved Personnel: Researcher Harden (Level 3 clearance) Notes: This interview was not authorized by the project lead, and took place directly in SCP-3419's vivarium, immediately after Test Log 3419-1. Researcher Harden recorded this log with his cell phone and later uploaded it to the SCP database. Begin Log Harden: Hello Alpha. Do you see that woman? Harden points to D-239-1. SCP-3419-Alpha: We see it. That one is us. Harden: As I suspected. Do you know where she came from? -Alpha: The interrogation down the hall. Harden: Right. But do you know how she became a part of your colony? -Alpha: We don't know, but we are happy to have that one. Harden: That's all for now, Alpha. Thanks. And sorry to pop in unannounced. End Log Harden here - I didn't reveal SCP-3419-Prime to -Alpha, as much as I wanted to show her where she came from. We've got one more test to run. Doctor Mann, I fully accept any punishment for the unauthorized interview. But we know the colony's safe, that's why I did it. We need to run tests on SCP-3419-Prime. Formally requesting to oversee the testing on SCP-3419-Prime's knob settings. Approved. I would have done the same, Harden. -Doctor Mann Test Log: 3419-2 Purpose: To discover the function of SCP-3419-Prime's knob settings. Involved Personnel: Researcher Harden (Level 3 clearance) Details: Beginning with turning the knob to the "HUMAN" setting, [DATA EXPUNGED] and as a result, the original personalities of each member of SCP-3419 are likely permanently lost. Although the "HUMAN" setting did make each member of SCP-3419 indistinguishable from any other human, the ethics committee has determined that [DATA EXPUNGED]. Therefore, the knob will remain fixed on the "ANT" setting for the time being, and the on-site ethics committee will review the most humane way to proceed. As a result of this test, SCP-3419-Alpha has changed and is now an adult human female of middle eastern origin. The previous instance of SCP-3419-Alpha has seemingly downgraded in status to be a member of SCP-3419-Beta, and is no longer capable of reproduction. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3419" by Choiwel, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3419. 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-3420 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3420 Special Containment Procedures: The structure that now houses SCP-3420 has been bought through various shell corporations and has been marked as a health hazard due to hazardous levels of asbestos. The structure has been deemed Provisional Site-531 and is to be staffed with no less than three individuals trained in hospice care. All civilians who enter Provisional Site-531 are to be treated with Class-C amnestics and released. SCP-3420-1 entities require no sustenance. All effort is to be ensured that SCP-3420-1 entities remain comfortable and do not attempt to leave SCP-3420. Application of fentanyl in doses of 200 mcg per hour (administered through a spray to the navel) have been shown to be effective in treating SCP-3420-1 entities. SCP-3420-1 entities who request termination are to be treated with Class-C amnestics and a raising of their fentanyl dosage. Description: SCP-3420 is a spatial anomaly located in what was formerly Apt. 420 of the Twin Oaks Apartments in Cleveland, OH. All attempts to enter room 420 through any method other than the door meet with failure. The windows show what is believed to have been PoI-6870's living quarters in a state of disarray. All objects within are unmoving and show no expected decay. SCP-3420 is comprised of fourteen interconnected rooms, the layout of which changes every seven hours and thirty-seven minutes. Any objects that are “between” two or more rooms will be cut during this layout shift. Within each room is an instance of SCP-3420-1. Each room in SCP-3420 resembles a “torture chamber” such as those that can be attributed to Catholicism during the Spanish Inquisition in popular imagination. Rooms in SCP-3420 are furnished with various items of torture, including those that were never historically used, such as the “choke pear.” All items within SCP-3420 disappear if brought outside of the confines of the room in which they appear. SCP-3420-1 are humanoid entities that have the appearance of continually-discharging static electricity in a roughly human shape that is permanently being consumed by flames. This is believed to be an optical illusion, as SCP-3420-1 are solid and do not display any of the effects expected of their apparent composition. SCP-3420-1 are subject to a limited compulsion to use the instruments present within SCP-3420 on themselves; this compulsion can be counteracted via persuasion. SCP-3420-1 entities are capable of speech and communicate a constant feeling of pain similar to burning or being electrocuted. Incident 3420-3: On 5/5/16, SCP-3420-1-G requested termination. The question was ignored, as per regulation. This resulted in SCP-3420-1-G undergoing extreme distress beyond baseline levels of discomfort. In light of the effectiveness of fentanyl in treating their pain, Class-C amnestics were authorized in an attempt to bring the entity to a more containable state. Treatment was effective, and Class-C amnestics have been authorized in similar cases. Recovery Log: + Open - Close This is the transcript of a call to 911 that first brought SCP-3420 to the Foundation's attention. The caller is believed to be PoI-6870 (Jude Kriyot). The call was made from a payphone outside the Twin Oaks Apartments at 4:34 AM on 3/3/15. Operator: 911, emergency speaking. PoI-6870: There's been a fuckup here. A lot of people are in pain. I'm real fucking sorry. Operator: What's your emergency, sir? PoI-6870: Okay, well. I'm gonna say some stuff that's gonna make you wanna hang up, but bear with me for a second, okay? Operator: Okay. PoI-6870: Did you know that, uh, world-renowned writer Stephen King was hit by a car? My name is Jude Kriyot. God, please don't hang up. I don't know if the police can help this kind of thing. [Laughter for thirty seconds.] I don't think, damn, I don't think anybody can help. Operator: Sir, where are you? You're not making sense. Were you hit by a car? PoI-6870: I sort of wish. Are we cool yet? Uh, shit. Janitors. They don't code that, I bet. Shit. Damn it. Misters Against Weed. Mr. Literal Serial Killer is a joke about deadnaming, and it's really funny. Operator: Sir, I'm sorry I don't— [Here, the operator is disconnected, the call having been picked up by Foundation AI ATLS-12.] PoI-6870: Don't fucking hang up. What if I was dying? [The contents of the call were judged to be correct, and in an attempt to subdue PoI-6870, an auditory cognitohazard was played through the phoneline in an attempt to keep him from fleeing the scene before the arrival of Foundation agents.] PoI-6870: If the amnestic didn't work, why would that? Don't fuck with me. [Coughs then flicks a lighter near the phone.] I dreamt some people really in pain. More like nightmared. Night terrored. I don't want them to die. Janitors, you all don't kill things, do you? [Silence for forty seconds.] PoI-6870: Wish I could say the same. Painkillers should work. I make them human enough. [Coughs.] I'm really sorry. I wish it had been a fire. [A lighter flicks in the receiver. Coughing.] PoI-6870: I did the thing back then, you know. You guys said it was a fire. The Costas Gallery Showing. Warehouse fire. That was you back then, wasn't it? Fourteen. Those phone calls came from somewhere. But you knew that. [A lethal audio cognitohazard was then played over the line.] PoI-6870: Stop it. Stop it when I'm talking. The sculptor sculpted, and I burnt. People like me, I see why you wanna lock us up sometimes. I really fucking do, buddy. [PoI-6870 disconnects.] ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3420" by kinchtheknifeblade, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3420. 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-3421 | euclid | Item#: 3421 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: caution link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Due to their tendency to integrate with local infrastructure and the expertise required to uproot them, instances of SCP-3421 are to be recovered by MTF-Theta-4-1 ("Leavesdroppers"). These instances are to be stored separately in purpose-built Faraday cages in the Anomalous Technologies wing at Site-66. Cages are to receive bi-weekly maintenance; necessary repairs are to be conducted within 24 hours. Newly discovered instances of SCP-3421-1 are to be removed from soil upon discovery and kept in Faraday bags until brought to storage at Site-66. Instances are to be stored separately in radio-shielded lockers away from sunlight. An instance of SCP-3421 prior to containment Description: SCP-3421 is a species of anomalous organic cellular towers. Towers closely resemble non-anomalous towers camouflaged to resemble trees1. Instances integrate with the surrounding infrastructure and operate as cellular towers within local network specifications. The branches of SCP-3421 have photovoltaic properties, which enable it to continue operations during daylight hours in the event that power is disconnected. SCP-3421 produces novel transmissions as well as acting as standard cellular relays. It is unknown whether SCP-3421 instances use these transmissions to communicate or the transmissions are merely a byproduct of the object’s primary anomalous effect. SCP-3421-1 is the designation for mobile telephones that have received anomalous transmissions from SCP-3421. In the presence of soil and near favorable power-line conditions, instances of SCP-3421-1 can mature into full instances of SCP-3421 in as little as 72 hours. Discovery: ██████ ██████████, a wireless concealment company, developed the first camouflaged cell towers in early 1992. The first instance of SCP-3421 was discovered on 04/05/1992 in Tucson, AZ, after city officials started receiving complaints about improperly zoned cell tower constructions. Foundation personnel embedded in the planning department of the city investigated the lead. Initially, MTF-Mu-4 ("Debuggers") was dispatched to contain the anomaly, but deferred the operation to the MTF-Theta-4 ("Gardeners") after it was determined to be organic. After a review of the city, ██ other instances were found and contained. MTF-Theta-4-1 was formed afterwards for ongoing containment operations. The number of extant uncontained instances of SCP-3421 is unknown. Addendum 3421-a: On 05/05/2016, an instance of SCP-3421 was discovered in ███ █████, ██ , United States. A field study on the reproductive mechanisms of the anomaly was authorized and MTF-Theta-4-1 was dispatched to the location with instructions to collect data before moving the instance to containment. Signals being relayed through the instance were intercepted and recorded for close study. A transcript of notable logs are attached. + Audio Log 3421-1a - Audio Log 3421-1a Foreword: Callers have been identified as Jane Athertonne, a florist at ███ ███ ████ and Leigh Browning, a patient at ████ ██ █████ Hospital. <Begin Log, Call connected 05/06/2016 - 3:23PM > VOICE 1: Hey, you. Doing ok? VOICE 2: Well, I'm still kicking. They let me walk around the floor today. It sucks because I get really exhausted just after getting down the hall. VOICE 1: Yeah? VOICE 2: The doctors tell me to keep it up though. Should be back to my old self in no time. VOICE 1: I'm sorry I'm not around as much as I would like to be. VOICE 2: At least I can still call you. VOICE 1: You can always call me. VOICE 2: When do you think you can you visit next? I can't wait to see you again. [EXTRANEOUS CONVERSATION REDACTED] <End Log> <Begin Log, Call connected 05/07/2016 - 1:21AM > VOICE 1: Hey Leigh, what's up? Is everything okay? VOICE 2: Around today? VOICE 1: What? VOICE 2: Around. VOICE 1: What? I'm sorry love, I have work in the morning. All day too. Thought I'd told you. VOICE 2: Time doctors. VOICE 1: "Time doctors?" You mean Doctor Who? Are you feeling okay? VOICE 2: …sucks VOICE 1: Okay? Are you feeling alright? You sound really choppy. VOICE 2: Call you stillkickingwalkaroundstillkicking VOICE 1: What? Leigh, I love you, but it's really late and I think the phone connection is bad right now. Get some rest. It sounds like you need it. VOICE 2: Call-all-ll you-ou. <End Log> <Begin Log, Call connected 05/07/2016 - 2:21PM > VOICE 1: Hey. I just got on my lunch break. I'm still really sorry I can't be there today. How are you feeling? VOICE 2: That's alright. I know you work Saturdays. I really dig the pain meds they have me on. VOICE 1: Well they're kind of making you super loopy. VOICE 2: What do you mean loopy? In what way? VOICE 1: Well you called me yesterday in the middle of the night and you were making no sense at all. You mentioned Doctor Who or something? VOICE 2: Oh, weird. I hate that show. VOICE 1: Yeah, you said that. VOICE 2: I don't remember calling you though. VOICE 1: Exactly what kind of meds do they have you on? VOICE 2: I am not sure. That is so weird. How could I have called you and not remembered it? VOICE 1: Loopy is still better than pain though, right? VOICE 2: I suppose? VOICE 1: Maybe I should write down some of the things you say when you're all crazy. VOICE 2: Maybe. It might be good for a laugh when I finally get out of here. You don't think I'm actually crazy though, right? VOICE 1: Never. [EXTRANEOUS CONVERSATION REDACTED] <End Log> + Audio Log 3421-1b - Audio Log 3421-1b <Begin Log, Call connected 05/10/2016 - 11:06AM > [EXTRANEOUS CONVERSATION REDACTED] VOICE 1: I promise I'll visit soon. I miss you. VOICE 2: I miss being outside! VOICE 1: Remember when we used to go to [REDACTED] Park? VOICE 2: The park! We had our first date there. VOICE 1: Remember when we carved our names into that tree? VOICE 2: I remember that that is actually super unhealthy for trees. <Laughter heard from both voices> VOICE 1: Yeah. VOICE 2: "Jane and Leigh 4ever". Gosh, how long ago was that? VOICE 1: Feels like forever. VOICE 2: I feel like I've been in this room forever. At least I have this beautiful plant you brought me. VOICE 1: It's an orchid. VOICE 2: Orchid, right. VOICE 1: The last tests were good though? They said you're gonna get out soon, right? VOICE 2: They said the tests were hopeful, but the imaging hasn't gotten back to us yet. [EXTRANEOUS CONVERSATION REDACTED] <End Log> <Begin Log, Call connected 05/12/2016 - 6:23AM > VOICE 1: Morning Leigh. You're up early. What's up? VOICE 2: Hopeful outside? VOICE 1: What are you talking about love? VOICE 2: Gosh, how lonnnnggnol woh hsog? VOICE 1: What? I didn't quite catch that last part. VOICE 2: Crazy crazy crazy forever. VOICE 1: I don't think you're crazy. VOICE 2: In this room. Dig tree digtreeimaging. VOICE 1: Hey. I'll call you later okay? I need to get ready for work. VOICE 2: Loopy dig tree imaging. VOICE 1: Call you then. <End Log> <Begin Log, Call connected 05/12/2016 - 4:54PM > VOICE 1: Hey, how are you doing today? How do you feel? I'm sorry we couldn't talk this morning. VOICE 2: That's okay. I slept in until noon. VOICE 1: Uh, you sure you didn't call me? VOICE 2: Pretty sure? VOICE 1: I could've sworn though. Your voice sounded all weirdly inflected and choppy. Couldn't make out what you were saying at all. VOICE 2: My phone was off! VOICE 1: Weird! I haven't been sleeping well, maybe I dreamed it. VOICE 2: Hey listen. So… imaging got back to us. VOICE 1: Good news, I hope! VOICE 2: They say— they said it might be too deep to operate. VOICE 1: Oh. What— what does that mean? VOICE 2: I don't know. My surgeon said they are going to try the only thing left. They mentioned it was a risky procedure. VOICE 1: What do you mean risky? VOICE 2: Never mind. I think it will work. VOICE 1: Leigh, I trust you. Can you promise me you'll fight either way? VOICE 2: I promise. <pause> VOICE 2: Can I ask you to do something for me? VOICE 1: Yes, of course! VOICE 2: I would like you to visit me again. VOICE 1: Will they let me? VOICE 2: I'll have to ask a nurse, but they should let me see you. VOICE 1: I definitely want to come see you. VOICE 2: If you do, can you please bring me a treat? VOICE 1: Of course. Where from? VOICE 2: Oh anywhere. Surprise me! [EXTRANEOUS CONVERSATION REDACTED] <End Log> + Audio Log 3421-1c - Audio Log 3421-1c <Begin Log, Call connected 05/13/2016 - 1:23PM > VOICE 1: Hey I'm just down the street. I'll be up in a bit. VOICE 2: Remember treat? VOICE 1: Yes I have your treat for you. VOICE 2: Outside park treataert krrrr- imaging? VOICE 1: Say again? The connection is acting up again. VOICE 2: Dig treat. Nurse plant. VOICE 1: I'm downstairs now. I'll be up in a minute, just hang tight. VOICE 2: Surprise! Digtree-etreeedigdig-g-g-g. VOICE 1: Mmmhm. OK love. <End Log> + Audio Log 3421-1d - Audio Log 3421-1d <Begin Log, Call connected 05/14/2016 - 7:03PM > VOICE 1: Hey you. I just got home from work. VOICE 2: Hey. VOICE 1: So… Tomorrow's the big day, huh? VOICE 2: Yep. <pause> VOICE 2: Listen. I am going to keep on fighting while I still can, but… when I do go, don't have them bury me. VOICE 1: Leigh, stop. VOICE 2: I want to be cremated. VOICE 1: Leigh, please don't talk like that. VOICE 2: No, I need to get real. What if I don't make it? VOICE 1: How can you say that?! How can you say you'll fight, and then turn around and make funeral plans? VOICE 2: I'm sorry. You're right. I should stay positive, right? <pause> VOICE 2: I hate that we're talking about this over the phone. They won't let me have any visitors before the operation. VOICE 1: Leigh, I'm sorry. VOICE 2: No, I am. VOICE 1: No really. I'm sorry for stressing you out on the day before. VOICE 2: You're not stressing me out. Jane, I love hearing your voice. VOICE 1: I love you. VOICE 2: I love you. I have to go now. VOICE 1: Get some rest. <End Log> + Audio Log 3421-1e - Audio Log 3421-1e <Begin Log, Call connected 05/21/2016 - 6:03PM > VOICE 1: Hello? VOICE 2: Jane, it's Leigh. VOICE 1: What? No, who is this really? VOICE 2: No, beautiful, it's really me. VOICE 1: <Audibly distressed> This isn't funny. You can't do this to me. VOICE 2: No, I'm real. VOICE 1: I'm hanging up now. <End Log> <Begin Log, Call connected 05/21/2016 - 6:06PM > VOICE 1: Hello? VOICE 2: Hello, Jane? VOICE 1: Stop calling me! <End Log> <Begin Log, Call connected 05/21/2016 - 6:08PM > VOICE 1: Who is this? VOICE 2: Jane please. VOICE 1: How can you be real? Her funeral was Sunday! Prove to me that you're really her! I was there when she was buried! VOICE 2: Still kicking. VOICE 1: How? How can you be her? What— what was the treat I brought you in the hospital? <pause> VOICE 2: I don't remember. VOICE 1: You're a real piece of work, you know that? I don't bel— VOICE 2: Cremated. VOICE 1: What? What did you just say? VOICE 2: I want to be cremated. VOICE 1: Please… Please stop calling me. <End Log> + Audio Log 3421-1f - Audio Log 3421-1f <Begin Log, Call connected 05/21/2016 - 6:11PM > VOICE 1: What do you want from me? VOICE 2: Please. I promise it's me. Remember the park? VOICE 1: What? VOICE 2: "Jane and Leigh forever". VOICE 1: God. Leigh, I miss you so much. VOICE 2: I miss you. I want to see you again. VOICE 1: How? VOICE 2: Can I ask you to do something for me? VOICE 1: What do you need? I miss you so much. VOICE 2: Remember the park? VOICE 1: Of course I do. VOICE 2: Please can I ask you to do something for me. VOICE 1: Anything. VOICE 2: Please bury your phone. VOICE 1: What? VOICE 2: Bury your phone in the park. Plant your phone in the park. VOICE 1: What are you talking about? VOICE 2: I can come back to my old self if you please do something for me. VOICE 1: How does that work? VOICE 2: It's the only way. VOICE 1: No explain that to me Leigh. I'm confused… VOICE 2: Please can I ask you to do something for me. Dig. Dig deep down and bury your phone. Dig. Plant. VOICE 1: In the park? Where in the park? VOICE 2: Anywhere outside in the park. Please do dig. VOICE 1: I'll do it. VOICE 2: I can't wait to see you again. <pause> VOICE 2: I love you. <End Log> Closing Statement : An instance of SCP-3421-1 was recovered buried in ██████ ████ Park on 05/23/16. Tests concerning the properties and capabilities of SCP-3421-1 are pending further approval. The previous owner of the instance was located on 05/24/2016 and Class B Amnestics were administered. Footnotes 1. Due to aesthetic concerns and public scrutiny, new municipal projects involving the establishment of cellular towers often call for them to be camouflaged or stylized to better blend in with its surroundings. |
SCP-3422 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3422 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3422 is to be preserved in cold storage at Site-10 and kept under guard by two security personnel at all times. Under no circumstances are personnel to attempt learning more regarding the circumstances behind the murder of SCP-3422. All personnel working with SCP-3422 are to be periodically administered with Class-B amnestics in order to prevent activation of its anomalous effects. All information regarding the murder of SCP-3422 is to be removed from public record, and a cover story involving its death in a car crash is to be disseminated. SCP-3422's close family and friends with knowledge of its murder are to be dosed with Class-C amnestics in order to correct their memory to suit this cover story. Description: SCP-3422 is the corpse of thirty-five year old Paul Henderson, who was shot and killed in his home by an anonymous assailant on 01/09/2011. SCP-3422's anomalous effects activate shortly after any individual (hereafter referred to as the victim) attempts to learn more about its murder in a manner that could lead them to the culprit. This can consist of attempts to gather evidence, locate potential witnesses or even simply idle thought regarding the murder. Upon activation of its anomalous properties, SCP-3422 will disappear from its original location and manifest as several, animate clones of SCP-3422 within the vicinity of the victim. These clones will hereafter be referred to as instances of SCP-3422-1. There does not appear to be a maximum range to SCP-3422's anomalous properties. Instances of SCP-3422-1 will pursue the victim indefinitely, attempting to make physical contact. Despite their anomalous manifestation, these instances show similar durability to the original SCP-3422 and can thus be destroyed with relative ease. Instances of SCP-3422-1 will continue to appear at an exponential rate, however, invariably causing the victim to eventually succumb. During manifestation, SCP-3422-1 instances have been observed to repeatedly vocalize a number of phrases, most commonly "it's fine", "leave him be" and "it's done now". Upon physical contact with an instance of SCP-3422-1, the victim will fall unconscious, losing all memories regarding the murder and existence of SCP-3422 upon waking. Following the victim falling unconscious, all SCP-3422-1 instances will vanish and SCP-3422 will reappear at its location prior to activation. Secure Addendum 3422-1 Close Warning: It is recommended that personnel administer their provided amnestics after reading this addendum, due to the high probability of SCP-3422 activation being caused by knowledge of its contents. This addendum is only to be read in the presence of a supervisor. Secure Addendum 3422-1: The following is an interview with the murderer of Paul Henderson, his younger brother Alan Henderson, conducted on 01/10/2011. Mr. Henderson turned himself in to the police the morning after his brother's murder, before the body had been discovered, resulting in a significant number of SCP-3422-1 manifestations in the police station. The Foundation responded, administered all witnesses to Mr. Henderson's confession with amnestics as appropriate, and brought Mr. Henderson into temporary custody. Following the interview, Mr. Henderson was put through substantial amnestic therapy in order to remove memories of the murder and prevent him from acting as a vector for SCP-3422's effects. Irrelevant sections of the interview have been excised from this file and are available upon request from the Archival Department. Interviewer: Agent Jones Interviewed: Alan Henderson <Begin Interview> Agent Jones: Can you tell me exactly, in your own words, what happened, Mr. Henderson? For the record. (Henderson nods.) Henderson: I wasn't doing well with money. Never have been, I guess. Paul…Paul always helped me out. Maybe that's why I was so bad with it—I knew he'd just bail me out if I fucked up. (Pause.) No. No, it was my own damn fault. Agent Jones: So you went to him with your money troubles that night? Henderson: No, it was the night before. I had nothing, again, so I went to him. He'd always looked out for me, you know? Ever since we were kids, getting me out of trouble. But he said he couldn't help me. Said he had his own troubles, and he just couldn't help me right now. Said I was welcome to stay, but I just stormed off. Wasn't thinking straight. Agent Jones: And you came back the next night. Henderson: (Nods.) Yeah. With a gun. (Pause.) I didn't mean to use it, I swear, I just wanted to…to scare him, I guess, so he'd give me what I wanted. He put his hands up. We walked over to the safe and, and, and I don't know. There must have been something on the floor, I don't know what it was, but I stepped on it and I was tripping and my finger just…just pulled. (Pause.) Henderson: He was lying on the floor. There was a hole in him, filled with blood, and it was…it was spreading all around him too and I didn't know what to do. I didn't, I just…I just didn't. He looked up at me, and he didn't look angry or nothing. Blood pouring out his mouth, and he wasn't angry, he just said…it's okay, he said. It's okay. (Pause.) Henderson: And then he died. <End Interview> ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3422" by Tanhony, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3422. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-3423 | safe | SCP-3423 in its containment. Item #: SCP-3423 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3423 is stored in a standard windowless object containment chamber at Site-91. Two curtains have been installed on each side of the frame of SCP-3423 and can be used to cover the object, in case of a similar event as the one detailed in Addendum 3423-3. Each instance of SCP-3423-1 is to be tracked, if possible, using SCP-3423 as a point of reference. If SCP-3423-1 is found in an unreachable area, it is to be left alone until it disappears. Each recorded instance of SCP-3423-1 is to be noted and made an entry for in the database. Since 02/03/2016, all personnel entering SCP-3423's chamber must record their actions 24 hours prior to it. It is not permitted to visit the chamber more than three days in a row. Only one individual may be present in the chamber at any given time with the exception of testing. Description: SCP-3423 is a window with a frame approximately 110 cm tall and 70 cm wide, lacking its obverse side1. The obverse side, when looked at, appears to be non-existent, instead the frame just ends. The frame is made out of wood and does not appear to be affected by most outside influences: samples may be taken and it can be damaged, but no natural biological degradation has been observed on the samples or the frame itself. On the bottom part of this frame is an engraved text: "For Inspiration." SCP-3423-1 is used to refer to any instance of the obverse side of SCP-3423. It is similar in appearance but lacks the engraving on frame and an opening mechanism. In a seemingly random interval ranging from 3 to 24 hours, the location of SCP-3423-1 will instantly change2. Recorded locations of SCP-3423-1 include places anywhere on Earth, outer space, other planets, other universes and dimensions. The selection of this place also does not appear to have any specific pattern, although SCP-3423 appears to be showing "preference" of places on Earth. Note: Neither the interval of change nor the location is random. (See Addendum 3423-4) It would appear SCP-3423-1 is just a projection, as it is not possible to damage, move or touch it. This claim is further supported by the fact that it can appear suspended in mid-air and is not usually affected by gravity. SCP-3423 is constantly connected to an instance of SCP-3423-1. This connection manifests itself as an observable anomaly. If a person attempts to look through SCP-3423, instead of seeing through the glass, they will see a scene as though they were looking through the window into SCP-3423-1. It is to be noted that this connection is not material, all attempts to open SCP-3423 will result in the connection becoming invisible and SCP-3423 retaining the properties of a normal window, except for its secondary effects such as immunity to biological degradation. After the window is closed again, the connection is restored. It is also worth noting, that the glass in SCP-3423-1 does not show the view from SCP-3423, suggesting that the connection is one-way. Viewers looking into SCP-3423-1 see only the reflection of themselves and their surroundings. Addendum 3423-1: Circumstances of Acquisition SCP-3423 was recovered from an MC&D facility on 24/12/2015. Related documents found with it suggest the organization was given SCP-3423 by a person claiming to be its creator. It is unknown if the above-mentioned group of interest has any connections to SCP-3423's creator or if this person is a part of another organization. Additionally, the only documentation found which described the object's properties were a note about its ability to show random places, and a document describing its purpose as "decorative" and "inspirational". Addendum 3423-2: A list of most notable locations of SCP-3423-1. Pyramids of Giza, location observed for 14 hours. An orbital view of the planet Saturn, location observed for 15 hours. A farm in a rural environment with a cloudy sky, previously thought to be located in Australia. After two hours the clouds were noted to have shifted, revealing a blue sun, location observed for almost 24 hours. A view from a moving train3, location observed for 12 hours. Coast of the Davis Sea, Antarctica, location observed for 9 hours. Inside of a volcano, location observed for 6 hours. An office of the president of Czech Republic4, location observed for 4 hours. Addendum 3423-3: On 20/1/2016, SCP-3423-1 switched its location while two researchers were present in its containment chamber. Its new location was later described as a gallery. Foundation's sources failed to identify the location of this place. Viewing of the "art" resulted in both researchers becoming temporarily blind. Out of multiple pictures present in the gallery, one was identified as a known cognitohazard with this effect. Note: "After multiple complaints and injuries, I formally request additional containment measures. I would also like to state that I have noticed an unusual pattern in the locations SCP-3423-1 has chosen, and I will be conducting experiments to see if I am right. It may help us prevent another incident." -Researcher Shallow, head of research regarding SCP-3423 Addendum 3423-4: Following the above request, Researcher Shallow was involved in a series of tests regarding SCP-3423. These tests focused on finding the reasons behind the locations of SCP-3423-1 that were chosen. The working theory was that this change did not occur randomly, and was in fact being affected by viewers of SCP-3423. The goal of these tests was to find the cause. The tests were carried out by instructing people to watch SCP-3423 while performing tasks, talking, or after an emotional response was triggered. The predicted result was that SCP-3423 would later travel into location "corresponding" to the conditions of the test. + Excerpt from Experiment Log - Excerpt from Experiment Log Experiment 3423-01 Test: D-Class, Male, 34 years, instructed to observe SCP-3423 while it is connected to a view of the Gobi desert. Important: Subject states that he "is glad he is not there", as he "hates hot weather". Location shown: Coast of Davis Sea, Antarctica. Observation Time: 9 hours. Note: This indicates that SCP-3423 does react to its viewers. Experiment 3423-04 Test: Researcher Crowell, Female, ██ years, instructed to observe SCP-3423 while it is connected to a night view of New York City. Important: Prior to the test, the subject is feeling "exceptionally content," as it is her birthday. Location: A blooming flower field, Netherlands: specific location unknown. Observation Time: 6 hours. Note: It would also appear that SCP-3423 can sense emotions, and not just change based on what is said. Experiment 3423-07 Test: D-Class, Male, 40 years, history of violent crimes, instructed to observe SCP-3423 while it is connected to a sunny beach located somewhere in Indonesia. Important: Subject reports feeling sick and states he dislikes the location due to excessive amount of light. Location: Mental hospital, location unknown. Observation Time: 3 hours. Note: It is stated that the resulting location looks "unrealistic," and "obviously meant to evoke fear." Experiment 3423-12 Test: 2 D-Class, Male and Female, 35 and 29 years, both instructed to observe SCP-3423 while it is connected to an open sea view. The first subject is told to express his disagreement with the location, while the second is to do the opposite. Location: A busy street in New Delhi, India. Observation Time: Location purposefully not observed, to find out if it disappears due to lack of interest from viewers5. Location switched after 3 hours. Addendum 3423-5: A summary of the events that took place on 02/03/2016, by Researcher Crowell. Document #3423-1 "After a promising turn of events in the research regarding SCP-3423, Researcher Shallow had set his mind on finding a way to control how SCP-3423-1 changes locations. He believed that it could be possibly used for research purposes or even espionage. While many staff members agreed with him on the former, we weren't exactly sure about the latter. Needless to say that Site Command supported his idea. Despite having redeemed himself after the initial incident, which ended with multiple injuries, Researcher Shallow was spending all his free time with SCP-3423. Some people noticed his increasing obsession with it: I know I did. We asked Command to start an investigation of the project. Site Command agreed and launched a formal inquiry. On 02/03/2016, Researcher Shallow was found in his quarters showing extreme signs of insomnia and paranoia. He was holding an improvised weapon in the form of a fire extinguisher. After our collective failure to convince him to talk, site security managed to overpower him and he was escorted to the medical wing. The project was stopped after it was clear that SCP-3423 was involved. In the last month, we have used the notes left by Researcher Shallow to perform further experiments, and I can finally confirm that SCP-3423 has, in fact, mind-affecting properties. We are not one-hundred percent sure about the extent of this effect but we can say that just like SCP-3423-1 changes based on the viewer's emotions and perception, it also changes their emotions to match. If I had to guess, long term exposure to this is what caused Researcher Shallow to snap.“ -Researcher Crowell, Acting Head Researcher for SCP-3423 Footnotes 1. Referring to the side that would normally be visible from the outside of a building. 2. It is unknown whether each instance of SCP-3423-1 is a new one, or if it is SCP-3423-1 changing its location. 3. It has been shown that while SCP-3423-1 is not typically affected by its surroundings, it is fully capable of moving. 4. This would have likely caused an incident if it was not for the fact that the president was not present at the time. 5. As well as to make the instance of SCP-3423-1 disappear faster due to its location. |
SCP-3424 | safe | SCP-3424 Item #: SCP-3424 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3424 is kept in a large, clear glass storage container at Site-19 with access to sunlight. SCP-3424-01 does not need accommodations traditionally given to humanoid SCPs. When these have been provided, there has been no noticeable change in either SCP-3424 or SCP-3424-01. Description: SCP-3424 is a lemon (Citrus limon) purchased by Angela ██████ on 3/3/20██ at a local ██████ █. She reported it to several friends and family members before it was brought to Foundation attention as an anecdote about her daughter seeing "a disappearing man in the fruit bowl". It was recovered without incident and has been in Foundation custody for ██ months. It has shown no signs of decay despite lack of refrigeration. Its anomalous properties manifest when a human being viewing SCP-3424 head on from within 1m away, without breaking eye contact, snaps their fingers and blinks. After this occurs SCP-3424 produces the visual hallucination SCP-3424-01, a male of Latin American descent in his late teens1. All hallucinations associated with SCP-3424-01 will remain until subject blinks again. Tested subjects report auditory hallucinations as well and are capable of having a conversation with SCP-3424-01. Observing researchers are unable to see or hear SCP-3424-01. SCP-3424 Interview Logs Interview #01, 3/15/20██ Interview #01, 3/15/20██ Subject: D-9564 Parameters: D-9564 snaps her fingers and blinks. SCP-3424-01 reportedly manifests. <Begin Log> Researcher Anselman: Please describe SCP-3424-01. D-9564: He looks like a tall dweeby guy. [pause] Did you hear that? Researcher Anselman: No. Please describe SCP-3424-01 further. D-9564: Uh…like, six feet tall? Brown hair. His nose is sorta big. Maybe Hispanic? [pause] He says he's Mexican. He wants to know if he can leave. Researcher Anselman: Inform him that we're unable to do that at this time. D-9564: He says no. [pause] No, dude, look, it's okay— [D-9564 blinks] Where'd he go? <End Log> Interview #02, 3/17/20██ Interview #02, 3/17/20██ Subject: Dr. Lavoie, psychologist Notes: Testing relies on subjects' honesty in reporting their conversation, and after determining SCP-3424's object class (██/██/20██), all testing is to be done by Level 2 personnel. The following interviews have been recorded using a combination of the transcribed subject and the subject's reports on SCP-3424-01's replies. Parameters: Dr. Lavoie snaps his fingers and blinks. SCP-3424-01 reportedly manifests. <Begin Log> SCP-3424-01: You're new. Dr. Lavoie: I'm a psychologist. Do you know where you are? SCP-3424-01: Somewhere that sucks. It sucks here. Dr. Lavoie: Do you know how you got here? SCP-3424-01: No. When I blink out, it just goes dark, and I hate it. I hate it. I should've thought of that. Dr. Lavoie: Thought of it before what? SCP-3424-01: Before we did this. But you get it, right? You get the message? Dr. Lavoie: I'm here to determine how we should house you. Can you tell me how the dark feels? [blinks] Oop, damn. <End Log> Closing Statement: Dr. Lavoie performed the steps again; SCP-3424-01 reportedly manifested again. Conversation lasted approx. 15 minutes, after which Dr. Lavoie requested SCP-3424 be given larger living quarters, bed, and chair. Request approved. Interview #03, 3/29/20██ Interview #03, 3/29/20██ Subject: Researcher Anselman Parameters: SCP-3424 placed in a containment locker, testing for manifestation of SCP-3424-01 without eye contact. Researcher Anselman snaps his fingers and blinks. SCP-3424-01 does not manifest. A hole is drilled in the containment locker, allowing Researcher Anselman view of 3cm of SCP-3424. Researcher Anselman snaps his fingers and blinks. SCP-3424-01 reportedly manifests, with only part of his feet visible in the drilled hole. <Begin Log> SCP-3424-01: Can I talk to Dr. Lavoie? Researcher Anselman: No. SCP-3424-01, do you know where you are? SCP-3424-01: No. Some kind of lab? Researcher Anselman: Do you know how you got here? SCP-3424-01: No, I was supposed to—oh shit. Oh shit. Are you the scientist guys? Researcher Anselman: I'm sorry, I don't— SCP-3424-01: The Foundation! Shit, man, I wasn't supposed to go here— Researcher Anselman: Here? SCP-3424-01: My brother's gonna be so mad. Researcher Anselman: Who's your brother? SCP-3424-01: [pause] Like I'd tell you. Researcher Anselman: Can you move? SCP-3424-01: No. Researcher Anselman: Is that due to the nature of the locker or the nature of yourself? [Researcher Anselman blinks involuntarily, snaps his fingers and blinks again.] Researcher Anselman: Is your inability to move— SCP-3424-01: It's dark in here. Please let me out. Researcher Anselman: Please answer the question. SCP-3424-01: I want to go home. It's too dark in here. [Researcher Anselman blinks involuntarily, snaps his fingers and blinks again.] Researcher Anselman: Do you need the additional items we have provided for you? SCP-3424-01: If anyone could keep their eyes open for more than a few seconds, maybe, but— Researcher Anselman: In the interest of giving your space to an SCP who would make better use of it, we would like to have you moved. Would it cause you any harm to be placed in a storage locker? SCP-3424-01: Please don't, I don't like the dark, I don't like small spaces, please don't, please don't— Researcher Anselman: Would it cause you harm? SCP-3424-01: I don't know, I don't think so. But please— [Researcher Anselman blinks, does not snap his fingers and blink again.] <End Log> Addendum 3424-01: Request from Researcher Anselman to move SCP to containment locker submitted with stipulation that container be humanoid-sized, clear, and exposed to sunlight. Request approved. Interview #04, 4/19/20██ Interview #04, 4/19/20██ Subject: Researcher Anselman Parameters: SCP-3424 has not been moved from the locker. Researcher Anselman snaps his fingers and blinks. SCP-3424-01 reportedly manifests. <Begin Log> Researcher Anselman: You mentioned in our previous interview that you wanted to go home. Where is home? SCP-3424-01: Thank God! Listen, man, you gotta let me— Researcher Anselman: Where is home? SCP-3424-01: Cordova! Cordova, in Texas! You have to take me home, this is against the constitution! I got rights! Researcher Anselman: You mentioned your brother— SCP-3424-01: Fuck him! Fuck you! Get me out of this box! Researcher Anselman: All right. We'll try again tomorrow— SCP-3424-01: No, wait! [Researcher Anselman blinks involuntarily, snaps his fingers and blinks again.] SCP-3424-01: Don't leave again, please. My brother's an artist. He makes political art. Raul H██████? Researcher Anselman: I haven't heard of him. SCP-3424-01: He got involved with some shady dudes, he— [Researcher Anselman blinks involuntarily, snaps his fingers and blinks again.] SCP-3424-01: Stop doing that! Researcher Anselman: I'm sorry, I— SCP-3424-01: I just, please! Please try not to blink! [pause, SCP 3424-01 breathes heavily for 20 seconds.] These dudes told Raul that if he really wanted to make a statement, they could teach him how to make art that mattered, but he'd have to use a person. He told me that I'd make such a big difference. Researcher Anselman: And you agreed? SCP-3424-01: 'Course I agreed, come on, man. That's my brother. He said if we got this message out, it'd help him, it'd help me, it'd help every Mexicano in this country. Researcher Anselman: What was the message of your art? SCP-3424-01: My family picks fruit all over the US. Aunts, uncles, cousins, our parents, my brother too, for a little while. We got out, we were lucky, my dad don't have much of an accent and Raul sold some major stuff. But it just made him so angry. He only ever saw brown people picking fruit. Researcher Anselman: So he decided— SCP-3424-01: —that if we were going to just pick fruit, why not make people see us as fruit. Researcher Anselman: And the snapping? SCP-3424-01: How else do you get a servant's attention? [Researcher Anselman blinks involuntarily, snaps his fingers and blinks again. Upon SCP-3424-01's reemergence, it looks significantly sadder.] I was supposed to be, like, guerrilla art. Those guys…they told us not to let the Foundation get us. That they'd turn me back if they could get to me, but if you had me, they couldn't get to me. Researcher Anselman: Did they say what their organization's name was? SCP-3424-01: They said you'd know who they were. [pause] Thanks for the box. The light is nice. Researcher Anselman: Sure. SCP-3424-01: Can you get a message to my family? Researcher Anselman: I'm afraid I can't allow that. I'm sorry. SCP-3424-01: Okay. It's okay. The box is okay. [pause] No one even got it. The message. The art. I've had to explain it ten times. So what was the point? [Researcher Anselman blinks, does not repeat steps.] <End Log> Footnotes 1. SCP-3424-01 matches the description of I██ H██████, reported missing from his home in Cordova, TX on 6/18/20██. |
SCP-3425 | safe | Item #: SCP-3425 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3425 is to be contained in a transparent chamber measuring 5 m x 5 m. The door to SCP-3425's chamber can be unlocked by any personnel Class 3 or higher. SCP-3425 is to be exposed to a 1 kg sheet of iron twice a week. The resulting object is to be removed from containment and studied. SCP-3425's behavior is to be monitored hourly, and any abnormalities must be reported to researchers involved with SCP-3425. In the event that SCP-3425 begins acting distressed, it is to be given a 5kg steel ingot and must be monitored until it resumes normal behavior. Description: SCP-3425 is a humanoid entity, measuring 1.75 m in height and weighing 748 kg. SCP-3425 wears an early-20th century welder's suit consisting of an unusually durable rubber-like material. SCP-3425's face is obscured by a welder's helmet, though the glass is tinted too dark to see through. All attempts to remove SCP-3425's suit and helmet to further study its body have resulted in failure (it was not until Incident 3425-A that researchers were able to observe SCP-3425 beneath its suit). SCP-3425's body is metallic and consists of iron. SCP-3425 displays no signs of biological life; it has no pulse, does not breathe, and thermal imagery shows that it gives off no body heat aside from in its chest. SCP-3425 possesses a blowtorch-like device in place of its left hand. SCP-3425's method of powering this device is currently unknown. SCP-3425 does not speak or emit any other noises, aside from a scraping noise occasionally heard when it moves. SCP-3425's behavior is usually sedentary; movement is rare when not exposed to any stimuli. When moving, SCP-3425 shows signs of intelligence, and appears to experience emotions. SCP-3425 has a docile nature and is friendly towards personnel. SCP-3425 is obsessed with metalworking and metals (especially those presented in simplistic shapes). When faced with a lack of resources, SCP-3425 becomes distressed and attempts to get the attention of nearby researchers. If it is not exposed to resources for an extended period of time, SCP-3425 often resorts to self-sacrificing measures to obtain metal. SCP-3425 has shown the ability to manipulate metallic materials on the molecular scale, accomplishing feats that would normally be impossible with a given material. SCP-3425 uses this anomalous property to create devices and trinkets, often working for hours or even days without end before it finishes a creation. Addendum-1: Testing Logs Date Researcher Sample Result Time Taken (Days:Hours:Minutes) ██/██/2007 Dr. Peterson 1 kg of steel One fully-functioning wristwatch composed entirely of steel. Retained original mass of 1 kg. Currently in possession of Dr. Peterson. 0:05:23 ██/██/2008 Dr. Peterson 1 kg of copper One small statue of an unidentified man. SCP-3425 shows a protective attitude of the statue upon attempted extraction. SCP-3425 is permitted to keep the statue following approval from site director. 0:19:57 ██/██/2009 Dr. Sherry 1 kg of mercury SCP-3425 fruitlessly attempts to shape the sample for days, before giving up and leaving it in the corner of its chamber. Further attempts to expose SCP-3425 to mercury result in no response. 5:07:16 ██/██/2009 Dr. Sherry 1 kg of gold One spoon composed of gold. Testing shows no unusual properties, and the object is melted down for reuse. 0:01:05 ██/██/2009 Dr. Sherry 1 kg of aluminum One Curta Type I calculator1 composed entirely of aluminum. Calculator functions perfectly, though it lacks a serial number. Currently in possession of Dr. Sherry. 3:17:33 ██/██/2010 Dr. Sherry 1 kg of steel One M1911 pistol2 (with no ammo) composed entirely of steel. Testing at the on-site armory showed that the pistol is not only functional, but appears to fire bullets at a higher velocity than a standard M1911. Currently located at on-site armory. 0:11:23 ██/██/2010 Dr. Sherry 1 kg of nickel 128 US Pennies, consisting of nickel as opposed to copper. Coins were observed to be strongly magnetic; no on-site personnel were able to separate them without use of tools. Currently located inside Dr. Sherry's desk. 0:07:56 ██/██/2011 Dr. Sherry 10,000 kg of iron (SCP-3425 is transferred to a larger facility for the test) One large compass with a volume of 1.27 m3. As opposed to pointing north, the compass always points towards SCP-3425 (later analysis of SCP-3425 confirmed that it is not magnetic). Compass was transferred to a foundation storage facility. 7:17:42 ██/██/2012 Dr. Sherry 1 kg of steel One small wind-up figure appearing to resemble Dr. Sherry. When wound up, the figure walks in a random path, occasionally stopping to take notes on a clipboard in its hand. Currently located inside Dr. Sherry's desk. 1:37:51 ██/██/2012 Dr. Sherry 1 kg of copper One unmarked copper box with a singular button on its top face. Upon pressing the button for more than one second, the box records sound for five seconds. Upon pressing the button for less than one second, the box emits a loud series of grinding noises that vaguely resemble the recorded sound. Currently in possession of Dr. Sherry. 2:17:21 ██/██/2012 Dr. Sherry 1 kg of uranium Upon making contact with SCP-3425's blowtorch, the sample begins to glow and releases high levels of radiation. SCP-3425 drops the sample in apparent confusion but is otherwise unharmed. Sample is promptly retrieved from SCP-3425's containment chamber. Following testing, Dr. Sherry begins to show signs of radiation sickness. Dr. Sherry is temporarily relieved of research duties to recover. 0:00:04 ██/██/2013 Dr. Peterson One copper statue (see test ██/██/2008) Object discovered in daily inspection of SCP-3425's containment cell. Surveillance footage shows SCP-3425 picking up statue and reshaping it. SCP-3425 produces one copper tablet with a series of small pictures engraved into it. Pictures were interpreted as a request, begging researchers to conduct more tests. Tablet was confiscated and all tests regarding SCP-3425 were put on hold. 0:00:32 ██/██/2015 Dr. Peterson SCP-3425's right arm (27.3 kg of iron) See Addendum-2 0:13:19 Addendum-2: Incident 3425-A Video Log Access Video Log (Level 2 Clearance Required) Authorization Confirmed On ██/██/2015, SCP-3425 displayed a drastic change in behavior over the course of 24 hours. Security footage of the incident was reviewed following the discovery of the incident. The following is a transcript of the Incident 3425-A footage. [BEGIN LOG] <01:45:05> SCP-3425 stands motionless in the center of its chamber. The room is dark, save for a single light on the roof of SCP-3425's chamber. <01:47:22> SCP-3425 breaks sedentary behavior and begins to pace around the perimeter of its chamber. SCP-3425 appears distressed. <03:05:51> SCP-3425 begins pounding on the walls of its chamber. It seems that by doing this, SCP-3425 sought to attract the attention of Foundation personnel. <03:24:12> SCP-3425 begins pacing again, occasionally stopping to pound on the walls of its chamber. Its motions grow quicker and shakier as time progresses. <05:44:13> SCP-3425 stops moving and collapses on the floor, with its arms and legs lying at disjointed positions. It remains in this state, motionless. <08:09:23> SCP-3425 resumes motion and begins to right itself. After righting itself, it moves to the center of the chamber and looks at the camera for a brief moment. <08:25:36> SCP-3425 raises its left arm, ignites the blowtorch on it, and begins staring at it. <08:57:32> SCP-3425 extends its right arm outwards and moves the blowtorch towards its arm. A shrill metallic noise is heard and a shower of sparks is emitted as the blowtorch cuts through. <09:02:21> SCP-3425's arm breaks off from its body and falls to the ground. A loud thud is heard as the arm hits the bottom of the chamber. SCP-3425 stares at the socket where its arm once was. <09:23:33> SCP-3425 kneels down towards the arm and begins cutting the arm's remaining clothing away. <09:29:42> All clothing is now removed, revealing a rusty robotic appendage. SCP-3425 moves so that its body is obscuring the camera, and begins to re-shape the arm. SCP-3425 is notably less efficient in its technique. <15:02:01> SCP-3425 finishes working on the arm and moves away from the resulting objects. <15:04:11> SCP-3425 resumes sedentary behavior. [END OF LOG] Following Incident 3425-A, SCP-3425's containment procedures were updated to accommodate its new behavior. Monitoring was increased to hourly checks as opposed to daily, and SCP-3425 was to be exposed to metal weekly, instead of only for testing. The socket which formerly contained SCP-3425's arm was studied, leading to the discovery of a small nuclear reactor at the center of SCP-3425. The reactor does not appear to be dangerous, and is only used as a means of powering SCP-3425. The objects created from SCP-3425's arm were as follows: -One iron canteen, believed to be constructed from the hand. Object was very rusty. -Ten iron horseshoes, believed to be constructed from the lower arm. Objects showed numerous shape irregularities. -One iron vase, believed to be constructed from the upper arm. Object contained traces of radiation. Footnotes 1. 20th century handheld mechanical calculator, manufactured from the 1940s to 1970s. 2. Semi-automatic .45 caliber pistol first manufactured in 1911. Used heavily in World War 1 and World War 2. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3425" by ShoesMafia, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3425. 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-3426 | keter | Artist rendering of HD-85512B, designated post-3426-14. Item #: SCP-3426 Special Containment Procedures: Until the nature of SCP-3426 can be definitively ascertained, containment should focus on preventing as many of the theorized conditions for its occurrence as possible. As such, scientific progress into a unified physics hypothesis1 and the creation of infinitely sustainable energy should be heavily impeded. Other areas of social and technological progress that could potentially result in an occurrence of SCP-3426 on Earth must be prevented by any reasonable means currently available. Additional measures may be taken in the event that the collective human race approaches attainment of Type I civilization status (as defined on the Kardeshev scale)2. Investigation of phenomena related to SCP-3426 will take place under Operation GREY VOICES. Mechanical probe surveys to a maximum range of 100 light years will attempt to ascertain the commonality and range of SCP-3426, and manned excursions of post-3426 planets are currently in the planning process. Operation GREY VOICES will centralize the relevant collected data, and collaborate with other Foundation internal research divisions, including the Memetics and Infohazards Division, Temporal Anomalies Department, Thaumatological Department, and Biological Containment and Research Division, for the purpose of attaining a greater understanding of SCP-3426. Civilian surveys of exoplanets and cosmological imaging projects will be strictly monitored for images or data that show evidence of SCP-3426. Upon discovery, data of SCP-3426 is to be erased or edited as necessary, and amnestics administered to persons involved. Description: SCP-3426 is a phenomenon that is responsible for the total extinction of a technologically and socially advanced planetary civilization. SCP-3426 may be an event, entity, process, object, or concept; to date there exists no definitive hypothesis on the attributes of the anomaly. However, it is known that the conditions for the manifestation of SCP-3426 are self-consistent and follow an established pattern. It is believed that SCP-3426 manifestation is widespread and possibly universal. A planet that has been affected by SCP-3426 is termed "post-3426." Post-3426 planets and civilizations share a number of common characteristics. The civilization must have achieved a relative degree of global sociopolitical stability3. A limitless or indefinitely sustainable source of worldwide energy is in use (e.g. nuclear fusion, hydrogen mining, orbital solar collection, or enhanced geothermal systems). This energy must be widespread and plentiful enough for the civilization to qualify as a Type I civilization or higher on the Kardeshev scale. A unified scientific theory/model of the universe must have been developed. Space travel is commonplace, and is advanced enough to allow for detailed exploration of the local solar system. There exists an organization whose purpose is to catalogue and contain as many anomalous phenomena as possible. Post-3426 planets display widespread anomalous material corrosion, reality distortion, complete or near-complete corruption of information and information media, and the pervasive presence of visual cognitohazards and abnormalities. Sapient lifeforms on a post-3426 planet appear in two stages based on time since SCP-3426 took place. If it has been 1 year or less since the occurrence of SCP-3426, such organisms appear suspended or frozen in place, lack any consciousness, and display total cell death. In some cases, they may appear translucent or blurred to cameras and to the eye. Afterwards, intelligent life is apparently completely spatially erased; while possessions, information, and structures created as a result of the species remain present, if highly deviated, no physical remains of the species itself exist. Data, items, and artifacts were collected primarily through the mass usage of drones, orbital probes, and imaging sensors deployed onto post-3426 planets. Further information on the exact properties or effects of SCP-3426 has been difficult to recover. Probes that enter the atmosphere of a post-3426 planet quickly deteriorate within 24 hours, becoming affected by the spacetime distortion and material corrosion permeating the planet's surface and surroundings. As a result, recovered data on post-3426 planets is extremely limited. Based on data and related analysis from Operation GREY VOICES, it is believed that SCP-3426 induces a slow collapse of the consistency of universal constants and stable states within the planet. This collapse weakens force interactions between elementary particles, creates extreme planetwide ontokinetic and material distortion effects, and gradually prevents any information or conscious thought from being distributed. This process culminates in all matter on the planet reaching a state of catastrophic incoherence, theoretically resulting in the slow erasure of objects, concepts, and lifeforms originating from it. This phenomenon has been provisionally classed as a ZK-λ-Class Cosmic Fragmentation Scenario. While research into SCP-3426 has yielded a vast variety of information regarding its nature and end results, the mechanism by which SCP-3426 acts remains unknown. Addendum 3426.1: Incomplete List of Post-3426 Planets At present, Operation GREY VOICES has examined all exoplanets within a 75-light year radius of Earth. From this current exploration area, 16 planets have met the hypothesized conditions required for the occurrence of SCP-3426. All 16 were affected by SCP-3426 either upon discovery or within 5 years of detection. + Access File - Close File A partial list of post-3426 exoplanets and their characteristics is shown below. Gliese 1214b (Post-3426-2) Traits Ocean planet, hydrogen and helium atmosphere. Dominant lifeforms were aquatic non-humanoids with primary settlements underneath the ocean. Technologically advanced society organized into strict unified social hierarchies. Outposts existed both in the atmosphere and in space, used for the purpose of research into the local star system. The civilization had no clear leader of governmental system; rather, computers dispensed resources distributed according to caste. Post-3426 Characteristics After SCP-3426, post-3426-2 had approximately half of its water transmuted to deuterium and tritium oxide. Consciousness in all sapient lifeforms spontaneously stopped. Computers and other data storage devices underwent apparent global information corruption, with only 15% of the civilization's information remaining readable. Water molecules no longer "flow"; the substance acts as a single, rigid, continuous solid. Notes None Kepler-443b (Post-3426-5) Traits Thick atmosphere, strong gravitational field, and cold average temperatures. Dominant lifeforms had mammalian characteristics such as body hair and live birth, but possessed ectothermic circulation in the same fashion as reptiles. Dominant religion involved the worship of an entity ascribed to the planet's star, which was said to be responsible for continually rebuilding and moving the universe. Post-3426 Characteristics Post-3426-5 experienced a form of catastrophic reality degradation in which the formation of chemical compounds became impossible due to weakening of the electrostatic force. An additional anomalous effect causes all native living organisms to be perceived as a two-dimensional shimmering, gray film. This effect is both present in photographs and video from the planet and physical artifacts collected from it. Notes None Luyten b (Post-3426-10) Traits Rocky planet with Earth-like composition, orbiting a red dwarf. Mild (292 K) temperatures and nitrogen-oxygen atmosphere. Dominant intelligent life was humanoid. The planet had recently survived the effects of a catastrophic nuclear war which subsequently led to a current period of utopian peace and social stability. Primary energy source was obtained through large-scale drilling into the planet's mantle. Post-3426 Characteristics All events taking place on post-3426-10 occur in apparent disjointed slow motion. Movement, interaction, and even thought are anomalously decelerated; this deceleration is inconsistent among the surface, with some regions being "slower" than others. This effect can also manifest as a complete and total stopping of time, with all particle movement in an affected region ceasing. Analysis of the mantle of the planet revealed that it had been transformed to a perfectly smooth, transparent layer of pink glass. Interaction with this glass results in malfunction of any nearby electrically-powered devices and an intense feeling of vertigo. Notes The dominant lifeforms inhabiting post-3426-10 appear to communicate in an undocumented Indo-European language with significant similarities to Hittite4. The status of this phenomenon as an anomaly is currently under review. TRAPPIST-1f (Post-3426-13) Traits Orbits ultracool dwarf star; rocky Earth-like composition with large high-pressure water vapor envelope covering planet. Similarly to Earth, planetary society consisted of a multitude of separated geopolitical states coexisting in a roughly capitalist system. Analogue of the SCP Foundation, notably, was a peacekeeping organization that traded anomalies and used them strategically to prevent wars, research medical and scientific advances, or expose social and economic injustices. Post-3426 Characteristics Extreme spatial distortion. Entire regions are "displaced" from the rest of the surface, while a low static blur is visible across most of the planet. It is unknown whether this is a visual or an ontokinetic effect. On occasion, a sudden tear in the spacetime continuum within the planet's atmosphere is detected, followed by the appearance of black mist. This mist will usually move towards an unconscious sentient lifeform or data storage device and enter it. Once this has been completed, it becomes impossible for any being to comprehend any concepts related to or contained in the affected object. This has made data gathering from post-3426-13 extremely difficult. Notes All containment sites operated by post-3426-13's SCP Foundation analogue have been replaced by large spheres of total darkness. Mechanical probes entering these regions of total darkness experience an unusual form of breakdown (see Addendum 3426.3). Addendum 3426.2: Recovered Data and Artifacts List Rough translations of recovered data were provided by the Linguistics Department under request by Operation GREY VOICES. Translations are not guaranteed to be accurate. + Access File - Close File Item Source: Computer terminal drive on space station orbiting post-3426-2. We are on the verge of finally discovering it - [CORRUPTED] equation of everything. The mathematics is working perfectly; too perfectly, perhaps, for me to remain comfortable with this experiment much longer. [CORRUPTED] natural laws, behaviors, and forces? I cannot help but fear at what these findings imply. I cannot keep this secret. This conclusion is something that affects everything. Not just on the planet, everywhere. [CORRUPTED] that exists. We are n[CORRUPTED] and as I stare further and further into the sandgrains that make this world, I am further convinced that they are built out of mist and magic. Item Source: Emergency message found playing on repeat in all structures in post-3426-2. Attention! [CORRUPTED] worldwide informational, physical, and chemical hazards. Please remain calm and take note of the following precautions to ensure your safety. Once this message completes, shut off all electric devices you currently possess. Close all openings or viewings from outside the building you are currently in. If you are not currently inside an enclosed building, seek shelter in one immediately. Cover up or illuminate all sources of darkness in your location of shelter. Destroy any reflective surfaces in your location of shelter. Destroy any transparent surfaces in your location of shelter. If you begin witnessing bizarre, disturbing, or unsettling effects occuring in your location of shelter, do not report or point them out to any other person. Doing so will allow [CORRUPTED] to spread. When you begin to hear the screaming in your mind, move to a room or place where you can be alone. Darken the room completely. This will allow the fading to happen most quickly. Bring any possessions of sentimental value with you. The screams will become overpowering. Do not panic. Focus on a memory of great intensity to you, and be silent until you do not exist. If at any point you feel that you cannot continue, remember that a Society-issued weapon should be available in every facility. Your death will be quick and painless. This message will continue until nothing is left to hear it. This message [CORRUPTED] it. This message will continue until nothing is left to hear it. Item Source: A native plant from post-3426-5. As far as can be ascertained, the plant is approximately 0.75 meters tall and is most likely a flowering plant. This plant was common across post-3426-5’s ground and was pollinated by many native fauna on post-3426-5. Within the first fifteen minutes of viewing, the object is perceived by all intelligent life as a plant-shaped mass of static. This static appears two-dimensional from all sides despite existing in a three-dimensional space. Extended observation of the static tends to cause discomfort in all observers. After fifteen minutes have passed, the plant is no longer able to be perceived by the observer. The observer’s memories of the plant are immediately retained, but physical viewing of the plant’s location presents itself as if the object itself was not present. Testers could describe an unknown object perfectly even if it was presumably obscured by the plant. This effect changes after an additional two to three days have passed. All people who are affected by the property that prevents perception of the plant begin to see the plant as a miscellaneous flower that the observer attaches emotional value or meaning to. The flower type that is perceived varies greatly from person to person. Foundation AICs, upon being presented with the plant, appear to perceive it as a random pattern of shapes and colors. The reason for this effect is undetermined. Item Source: Official internal statement from the SCP Foundation equivalent from post-3426-10. To All That Remain: We, the Conclave of Six, reveal our words to you today because Celcigng5 will soon cease to exist. And it must come to pass because of our doing. We delved too far, knew too much. We wanted to know secrets which were not meant for the mortals to know; questions of gods and creators, questions of the elementary makeup of everything. Now we face the apocalypse. Divine punishment for our transgressions. We have little left to say. In the coming days, you will find that the domain of physical meaning will shatter into a billion pieces. Specifically, this planet will be ravaged: both by a massive upheaval in universal laws that is roughly equivalent to the entire planet becoming a high-intensity hostile matter-affecting anomaly (or, as you also know it, a Segment-M/Threat-RH phenomenon); and by a vast number of incorporeal entities (we believe they're entities, but we're not sure) that will attempt to slowly erase and corrupt all sources of information and knowledge originating from Celcigng. Yes, this includes you. You have two choices. If you stay on Celcigng, your consciousness will be ripped apart from you and leave only a pale image of anything you were. Time and space will blend their twisted forms into each other until everything and nothing happens at once; every second squished together and lengthened into eternity. Communication and thought will die a slow death. Eventually, everything that originates from our world will collapse into itself, and be erased from the universe. The only fragments of our legacy will be warped to be unrecognizable. Alternatively, you can take the preliminary space shuttle we have made out of all the anomalous material we still have left. It will get you far, but not much farther; from what we understand, it is the very fabric of the multiverse itself that is coming to blot us out. Long live Celcigng. May its death not be in vain. Item Source: Handwritten note scrawled into the inside back cover of a book on post-3426-13. The world is on slow fire. Swarms of bitter void break apart from the sky and attack. I don't think there's time left to escape. I think, even if we did, they would follow. I looked upwards and in a moment the sky was suddenly black and the sun was even darker, all filaments and strands of infectious shadows. I don't even know how they got here, why they chose us, why why why; they sent sent — the flying things, signals — I can't recall the names but as it hit the black barrier they simply disappeared. We're going away, too. Everything I know is fading. I look at the world, and half of the words I use for things have been blocked out by my memory. The computers don't work anymore. When I open this book, the words are replaced by bars of white and black and. That's what they're doing, don't you see? They are v? nothing but nothing and they want to make us unreal and time and space unreal As I look out of this window, the top half of the building next to me is disjointed from the bottom half. The people in the window across are frozen. Then they flash and move for an instant, and are frozen once more. Every time they move, the color of everything turns red and blue and green in a strobe of terror. Reality is coming apart at the seams. I have My sister is in the house with me. We are trying to keep out of reach of the unreal darknesses. She has she has told me that there is a voice in her head. I asked her what the voice was saying; she said it was only a wailing. It is the end for her, then. I will watch as the wailing overpowers her mind, and she forgets everything she is. She will forget she was ever an intelligent being. She will forget all of the world and all of the past and the present and the future, the little of it we have left. She will then become unregisterable to me in my mind or to anyone's mind. Her consciousness and her identity will be severed from the rest of our knowledge, until she dissolves alone in a universe of one, and becomes an object eaten by the all-consuming unreality. She was too young. I hear something in my head [CORRUPTED] the light LEVEL 4/3426/CLASSIFIED Addendum 3426.3: Post-3426-13 Exploration Log ENTER LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE Footnotes 1. Colloquially termed "theories of everything," such as string theory or loop quantum gravity. 2. Defined as being able to store and use all energy that reaches the planet from the parent star. 3. By "relative," it is meant that - as a whole - widespread changes in the world order, upheavals in social norms, and non-localized political unrest are essentially eradicated. 4. An extinct language spoken by the Hittite empire of the 16th-13th centuries BCE. 5. Approximate phonetic recreation of the native name for post-3426-10. « SCP-3426 | Exploration Log 3426-UA-13C » ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3426" by Modulum, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3426. 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: exoplanet.jpg Name: HD 85512 b (Artists's impression).jpg Author: M. 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SCP-3427 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3427 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3427 is to be kept in a standard humanoid holding cell at Site-17. During SCP-3427-2 interviews, SCP-3427-2 instances are not to be made aware of anything outside of SCP-3427. Researchers are to perform interviews under the guise of SCP-3427-1 government representatives. Description: SCP-3427 is a Caucasian male of 24 years of age. SCP-3427 possesses no inherently anomalous properties aside from containing SCP-3427-1. SCP-3427 possessed no knowledge of SCP-3427-1 until shortly before Foundation acquisition, and has not provided any useful information regarding SCP-3427-1’s history or origins. SCP-3427-1, referred to by its citizens as the Federal State of Anatomia, is a civilization located within SCP-3427. SCP-3427-1 is estimated to possess between 50,000 and 75,000 citizens, individually designated SCP-3427-2. SCP-3427-2 instances are anatomically identical to humans with the exception of their size, which averages approximately 50 nanometers. SCP-3427-1 is composed of five colonies (designated SCP-3427-1A through SCP-3427-1E) acting under independent government control, while all answering to a single collective governmental body. Each colony serves a specific industrial purpose, with resources being exchanged between colonies. SCP-3427-1 possesses multiple forms of industrial technology, such as buildings, vehicles, and electrical grid systems, composed entirely from resources found within SCP-3427. Currently, SCP-3427-1’s industrial practices have not been detrimental to SCP-3427’s health in any significant capacity. SCP-3427-2 instances are not aware that they inhabit a sentient organism and have no knowledge of anything outside of SCP-3427 (see Addendum 3427.2). Despite this, SCP-3427-2 instances speak modern American English. The reason for this is unknown. SCP-3427-1A is located in SCP-3427’s heart, and has the densest population of all five colonies. It is responsible for most of SCP-3427-1’s technological manufacturing. Iron is harvested from incoming blood within the left atrium, and is used to construct machinery such as electrical wiring, storage tanks, and vehicles, which are then exported to other colonies. SCP-3427-A also mediates trade between colonies, as materials are transported through the bloodstream within vehicles similar in design to submarines. SCP-3427-1B is located in the stomach and intestinal tract. SCP-3427-1B is the largest colony within SCP-3427-1, although most of the space is dedicated to agriculture, with only sparse conglomerates of buildings designed for SCP-3427-2 habitation. Within SCP-3427-1B, various gut flora are grown, harvested, and distributed to other colonies. Water is also collected within SCP-3427-1B, as it is filtered from fluids exiting the esophagus. The remains of fibrous foods such as celery are occasionally used to make fabrics, although clothing is not societally mandated within SCP-3427-1. SCP-3427-1C is located within the lungs and lower trachea and is responsible for supplying air to the rest of the SCP-3427-1 colonies. Incoming oxygen is pumped into air tanks (originally made within SCP-3427-1A), which are then distributed to other colonies for release. The amount of air collected for this purpose is relatively small, and does not severely limit SCP-3427’s aerobic capabilities. In order to prevent the buildup of stale air, carbon dioxide is filtered out of the atmospheres of the other colonies and imported back to SCP-3427-1C for release. The only colony that does not filter its air supply is SCP-3427-1B, as excess carbon dioxide is automatically expelled through eructation and flatulence. SCP-3427-1D is located within the skull of SCP-3427, adjacent to the cerebellum and medulla oblongata. SCP-3427-1D is responsible for harvesting electrical charges generated by nerve impulses. These charges are drained into batteries, which are then distributed to other colonies. There, they are connected to electrical grid systems (made of wiring manufactures in SCP-3427-1A), which distribute electricity throughout the colonies. The portion of electricity harvested is inconsequential to the functional capacity of SCP-3427’s nervous system SCP-3427-1E has the smallest population of any SCP-3427-1 colony and is located in the prostate and lower seminal vesicle. SCP-3427-1E is presumed to be responsible to for the incident that led to Foundation acquisition. However, the purpose of SCP-3427-1E is not currently known see Addendum 3427.2 Addendum 3427.1: Discovery and Apprehension SCP-3427’s anomalous inhabitants were discovered on 02/15/2017 when SCP-3427 admitted itself to the ███████ Medical Center. SCP-3427 claimed to have ejaculated several fragments of scrap metal and machinery during vaginal intercourse with a significant other. An X-ray of SCP-3427-1’s pelvic region revealed the existence of SCP-3427-1E, at which point Foundation operatives brought SCP-3427 into custody and administered Class-A amnestics to the hospital staff. A standard Foundation health screening later revealed the presence of the other four colonies. Addendum 3427.2: SCP-3427-2-17 Interview Log Forward: Prior to this interview, a gaseous mixture of sedative and amnestic compounds was injected into SCP-3427-1E, allowing for the surgical removal of several SCP-3427-2 instances. In order to avoid negatively affecting the societal structure of SCP-3427-1, the interviews were designed not to bring awareness of the Foundation to the SCP-3427-2 instances. As such, removed SCP-3427-2 instances were placed in metal compartments designed to resemble the buildings within SCP-3427-1E. Two way MEM radio transceivers measuring .5 millimeters in length, made using Foundation-led advancements in graphene synthesis, were used to interview the SCP-3427-2 instances. The interviewer (Dr. Scott) was instructed to play the role of an SCP-3427-1 government official. Of the instances interviewed, the instance designated SCP-3427-2-17 provided the most valuable information regarding SCP-3427-1E’s purpose. Dr. Scott: Hello, please state your name and occupation for the records. SCP-3427-2-17: What? Where am I? What's going on? Dr. Scott: You have been selected for questioning regarding the recent activities of you and your colleagues. SCP-3427-2-17: Shit, are you with the Anatomian Scientific Bureau? Dr. Scott: (Pauses) Yes. SCP-3427-2-17: Okay, I know what this is about. Look, what happened was just a fluke, a slight miscalculation. We’ll get it right the next time, we just need more- Dr. Scott: Hold on. before you continue, could you please describe in detail what you and your colleagues have been working on. SCP-3427-2-17: What do you mean? Do you not know about the Threshold Project? Were you not briefed or something? Dr. Scott: For the purpose of the Scientific Bureau’s public records, please explain the Threshold Project as if we had no prior knowledge on the subject. SCP-3427-2-17: Okay… Well, the Threshold Project was created in response to an interdimensional rift that was discovered within a tunnel just south of our base of operations1. The rift opens at seemingly random intervals and leads to what we theorize to be an alternate universe. Based on the footage and samples we’ve gathered from unmanned probes, it seems not unlike our universe, although there are some major topographical differences. After we determined the universe to be habitable, your people at the Scientific Bureau started the Threshold Project, which aimed to establish a self-sustaining colony within the parallel universe. Unfortunately, something went wrong during the launch of our first manned vessel, and we lost contact with all the personnel on board. They are currently assumed to be dead. Dr. Scott: Alright, I believe that's all we need. Thank you fo- SCP-3427-2-17: Wait, before we finish, I have a request. What happened to those men was an unquestionable tragedy, but the only way to ensure that it wasn't in vain is to continue in our colonization efforts. Could you make sure to tell that to your supervisors back at the bureau, please? I don’t want to see this project get scrapped just because of some bumps in the road. Dr. Scott: Your concerns are noted. Thank you for your time. [END TRANSCRIPT] Footnotes 1. 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SCP-3428 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3428 Special Containment Procedures: Reports regarding the discovery of SCP-3428 are to be investigated immediately, and the instance is to be secured as soon as possible. Should it activate before being properly secured, Mobile Task Force Alpha-21 ("DDT Did Nothing Wrong") is to be sent in to subdue and capture the instance. Class-A amnestics are to be administered to all witnesses. SCP-3428 instances in custody are to be submerged in soil unless needed for experimentation. Testing involving SCP-3428 requires approval from SCP-3428's Head Researcher (currently Jared ████), and must be submitted 6 days in advance. Description: SCP-3428 are crude statues of hummingbirds with wingspans no larger than 5 meters. "CtM" is engraved upon the underside of each instance. Individual instances differ slightly in make with one another, although most instances are composed of scrap metal and polyester fabric. SCP-3428 are typically found around .5 to 1.5 m underground, either in archaeological dig sites or urban construction areas. While buried underneath at least .5 m of soil, SCP-3428 remains inert. Approximately 5 to 10 days after being unearthed, SCP-3428 will spontaneously animate. Behavior varies between instances, although most have shown destructive tendencies upon animating. Instances of SCP-3428 will generally only cause damage if the act of doing so is clearly visible. It is rare for instances of SCP-3428 to outright attack humans. Although SCP-3428's crude physiology renders them unable to feed, instances have been observed attempting to scavenge for food and drink, much of which lies outside the typical trochilidae diet. Addendum: SCP-3428 instances of note are listed here: Instance Animation Date Area Behavior Notes SCP-3428-1 13/3/1983 Dijon, France Instance was uncovered during scheduled maintenance of a ████-████ factory. By the time agents arrived, SCP-3428-1 had nearly leveled the structure. This was the first SCP-3428 occurrence. SCP-3428-1 was severely damaged during capture. SCP-3428-5 19/2/1985 New Orleans, Louisiana SCP-3428-5 was found harassing alligators outside of a sugar plantation, and sustained serious damage before being secured. SCP-3428-5 appeared to be wearing a Mardi Gras mask and beads. Investigation into the possibility of a deliberate unearthing is underway. SCP-3428-16 13/11/1990 Burbank, California Upon waking, SCP-3428-16 headed towards [REDACTED] Studios before becoming distracted by a █████Co delivery truck. Attached to SCP-3428-16 was a loudspeaker. As soon as SCP-3428-16 animated, the loudspeaker began playing Night on Bald Mountain1. SCP-3428-46 12/8/2005 Site 56 SCP-3428-46 dug itself out of the ground and proceeded towards Site 56's front entrance. Its attempts to force itself through ended when the automatic security system decapitated it. SCP-3428-46 is the first instance to unearth itself without observed human assistance. In addition, SCP-3428-46's insides housed a nest of wasps, which proceeded to fly out after SCP-3428-46's destruction and unsuccessfully attack a soft drink vending machine. SCP-3428-49 12/5/2007 Site ██ [REDACTED] Cross-testing between SCP-3428 and other avian SCP objects is strictly prohibited from this point. SCP-3428-59 23/6/2013 Jackson, Ohio After waking, SCP-3428-59 knocked over several power lines before attempting to destroy a soft drink vending machine. However, upon contact, SCP-3428-59 immediately stopped and fell apart. After SCP-3428-59's destruction, witnesses reported an unidentified male voice saying "Feel the buzz. Chill out with a █████.". An investigation of █████Co is underway. Footnotes 1. This instance of SCP-3428 had an SCP-4998 instance for █████ on its side. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3428" by UraniumEmpire, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3428. 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-3429 | safe | Item #: SCP-3429 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3429 is publicly listed as an off-limits storage shed for the Foundation front 'Esther Sea People.' Unauthorised individuals attempting to access SCP-3429 are to be apprehended and delivered to local law enforcement. Individuals who successfully gain access to the interior of SCP-3429 should be amnestised before being delivered to local law enforcement. Description: SCP-3429 is a large industrial storage shed located near Brisbane, Australia. The only entry point - a doorway located on the northern-facing wall - features an engraved plaque that is fixed to the wall, inscribed with the following: Just The Way It Is Now A dual exhibition and collective art piece demonstrating the state of society. Audiences are encouraged to affect the exhibits in any way they see fit - including destruction of instalments - but are reminded that nothing can change. Several anomalous items are arranged throughout the interior of SCP-3429 in a manner typical for an art exhibition; all such items have a plaque placed nearby relating to their properties. Whenever an individual affects one of the anomalous items within SCP-3429,1 an instance of SCP-3429-A will emerge from the nearest internal wall of SCP-3429. Physically, SCP-3429-A are monochromatic duplicates of the individual that caused their manifestation. These instances show only a limited degree of sentience; excluding physical impediment or restraint, SCP-3429-A instances will not respond to any stimuli. SCP-3429-A instances do not exhibit anomalous durability or strength, and can be easily restrained and removed from SCP-3429; doing so results in the manifestation of an additional SCP-3429-A instance, however. Upon manifestation, SCP-3429-A will attempt to travel to the location of the change that resulted in their manifestation. Upon doing so, the instance will undo such change by performing the actions of the instigating individual in reverse; for example, tilting an object will result in the corresponding -A instance to straighten said object. SCP-3429-A instances show limited counter-chronological properties when undoing alterations, with pieces of destroyed exhibits reassembling together while the instances performs the actions in reverse. SCP-3429-A are also capable of leaving the boundaries of SCP-3429 to retrieve items removed from the premises. Once an SCP-3429-A instance has successfully undone the alterations that manifested it, it will return to the section of wall it emerged from and merge with it, demanifesting. The contents of SCP-3429, and their anomalous properties, are as follows: SCP-3429-1 is the fuselage of an Embraer 170 aeroplane. The exterior of the fuselage is generic and unbranded, with no distinguishing features being present. The interior is accessible via a pair of relocatable staircases positioned next to the front and rear port-side entrances, which are kept in an open position. SCP-3429-1 undergoes a reoccurring twenty-minute cycle mimicking the events aboard United Airlines flight 3411 on 09/04/2017, beginning with individuals manifesting to board the flight — these individuals will emerge from the nearest internal wall of SCP-3429, and although sapient and responsive to stimuli, will attempt to ignore others while boarding. The events of the incident will then play through, however key individuals will be replaced in one of two variations: First variation: In the place of Dr. Dao2 what superficially appears to be a humanoid puffed-cornmeal foodstuff will board SCP-3429-1 and be forcibly removed. No other changes are observed. Second variation: In the place of the airport security staff, a group of humanoid puffed-cornmeal foodstuffs will board SCP-3429-1 and remove Dr. Dao from it, constantly repeating the phrase ‘Get him out of here’ in the voice of US President Donald Trump while doing so. Plaque, attached to the exterior of the forward port-side door: Along For The Ride Sic semper tyrannis. Sic semper peregrino. Sic semper clientem. SCP-3429-2 is the collective designation for 250 physically identical gears spread across a 10 metre by 10 metre floorspace. Each individual gear is removable, except for one that features a turnable hand-crank; upon removal, the individual gears become sapient and will verbally respond to queries by unknown means. Of note is that an SCP-3429-A instance will not immediately manifest in response to an individual interacting with SCP-3429-2; an SCP-3429-A instance will only manifest if an individual attempts to move an individual SCP-3429-2 to another region within or beyond SCP-3429. Each instance has a unique personality, and will typically attempt to focus conversation on their unique traits. SCP-3429-2 instances are aware of their abnormal properties, but do not show any concern regarding such. Whenever the completed mechanism is operated for a cumulative period of one minute, an additional SCP-3429-2 instance manifests immediately above the respective plaque for the collective. While these additional instances are shaped identically to the remainder of instances, their appearance and physical makeup is random; despite being functional in non-anomalous replicas of SCP-3429-2, these additional instances uniformly fail to function when replacing an original SCP-3429-2 instance. Plaque, fixed to the floor immediately beside the hand-crank: Society You are unique - be yourself! Tall poppies are encouraged to join the machine. SCP-3429-3 is a to-scale statue of an unknown male individual holding an unbranded Betamax recorder, constructed of corroded iron. The statue's anomalous properties, if any, have not yet been determined. Plaque, fixed to the statue's pedestal: True Awe A man who is nothing but a shit-stain upon the flawless, pristine and perfect world of anart. He deserves to be forgotten, and used as an example of talentlessness and stupidity. SCP-3429-4 is a forty-page printed document containing falsified information supporting several common misconceptions, including: That the Global Warming phenomena exists. That the Sun is at the centre of the solar system, as opposed to the accurate geocentric model. That the Apollo 11 landings occurred on the Moon, rather than being recorded on a film set. That the Moon is a physical, celestial object, as opposed to a holographic projection. That the Earth is spherical, as opposed to the irrefutable evidence of it being flat. That objects exist beyond the atmosphere of the Earth. That there is no correlation between vaccinations and cases of autism. That a significant portion of Earth's population are not disguised extraterrestrials. That the interior of the Earth is not hollow. That the various world governments are not being manipulated by a malevolent, unidentified group. Plaque, fixed to the top surface of the pedestal SCP-3429-4 is placed upon. Common Sense Everything written here is false - I made it all up. Nobody believes this nonsense. SCP-3429-5. Normal Describe it. SCP-3429-6 is a unique instance of SCP-3429-A that manifests after random periods of time. The appearance of SCP-3429-6 changes with each manifestation. Upon manifestation, the instance will spend several minutes roaming throughout SCP-3429, infrequently stopping to observe several of the exhibits. When SCP-3429-6 encounters another individual, it will ask them a binary response3 question regarding an opinion; in all cases, this question will be one that the questioned individual does not agree with, and will periodically be considered offensive in some way to them. As with SCP-3429-2, SCP-3429-A instances will not immediately manifest if an individual interacts with SCP-3429-6; a -A instance will only manifest if SCP-3429-6 is killed or destroyed, which will result in the generated SCP-3429-A instance uniformly reassembling and/or resuscitating SCP-3429-6. If the questioned individual responds by agreeing with the opinion, SCP-3429-6 will retrieve a pen and a copy of its respective plaque from somewhere on its person, and ask the individual to fill their name and signature into an allotted space on it. Analysis of retrieved plaques has revealed that fulfilling this request results in the individual (unknowingly) consenting to a contractual geas wherein they are prevented from disagreeing with the opinion they agreed to. No method of revoking this geas has yet been determined. Upon signing, SCP-3429-6 will allow the individual to keep the filled plaque, and will resume normal behaviour. If at any point during interaction the questioned individual responds in the negative, SCP-3429-6 will immediately become highly aggressive towards them and will assault the individual until they are rendered unconscious, killed, or SCP-3429-6 itself is destroyed; following this, SCP-3429-6 will resume normal behaviour. Plaque, provided by SCP-3429-6 during interaction, all with identical content: Freedom of Silence THIS AWARD GOES TO ___________________4 FOR NOT BEING A SELLOUT, TELLING THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH, AND CORRECTLY USING THEIR FREEDOM OF SPEECH TO AGREE WITH ME, THEREBY NOT INSTANTLY TRANSFORMING INTO THE ANTICHRIST. Signature: ___________________5 SCP-3429-7 is a custom-made generic sleep mask. When an individual wears SCP-3429-7 in its intended fashion, they will experience a delusion wherein they claim that they are still able to perceive their surroundings; testing has conclusively proven that individuals are operating upon their memory of the environment prior to putting on SCP-3429-7, and/or mundane assumptions. Plaque, attached to the top surface of the pedestal SCP-3429-7 is placed upon. Enlightenment Look around — see the world for what it truly is. If they can’t show you proof you can’t see, then you must be able to see. SCP-3429-8 is a transparent substance filling a generic 60ml syringe with needle. The composition of the substance is unknown, as all attempts to retrieve a sample have been impeded by SCP-3429-A instances. Like SCP-3429-2, an SCP-3429-A instance will only manifest if SCP-3429-8 is used in an unintended manner. When appropriately injected with SCP-3429-8, subjects will experience (in a proportion relative to the quantity injected): Intense euphoria Intense sexual arousal Inhibited sensory awareness Inhibited cognitive function Inhibited communication skills Suppressed self-preservation instincts Hallucinations of varying content The substance exhibits extreme addictive properties, with all subjects suffering from intense symptoms of withdrawal following their first injection. As appropriate for similar non-anomalous narcotics, the effects of SCP-3429-8 progressively diminishes with each injection, thereby promoting addicts to administer larger doses each successive time. To date, no lethal dosage has yet been determined; due to the syringe's volume, a method of administering more than 60ml of SCP-3429-8 has yet to be determined.6 Because of this limitation, individuals addicted to SCP-3429-8 will inevitably be unable to satisfy their growing dependence, and will suffer from withdrawal symptoms. Plaque, attached to the top surface of the pedestal SCP-3429-8 is placed upon. Submission AddictionTM now available for FREE!* No side-effects included!** 9 in 10 citizens recommend AddictionTM! Try some now! *: Offer of free AddictionTM does not include Addiction PremiumTM. Additional charges are required to purchase Addiction PremiumTM. We are not responsible for use or misuse of AddictionTM or Addiction PremiumTM. **: Actions have been conducted to minorly reduce the severity of side-effects in AddictionTM. We are not responsible for any side effects present within AddictionTM. SCP-3429-9 is an animate replica of Kim Kardashian with a full-sized commercial billboard attached to its forehead. The entity does not show any expected signs of physical impairment or injury from the positioning or presence of the billboard. SCP-3429-9 shows little signs of cognitive functionality, responding only to verbal stimuli in the form of a basic instruction for an action. The entity will periodically speak for varying lengths of time; to date, all such speech has consisted entirely of nonsensical word salad. SCP-3429-9 can display images on the attached billboard upon request, but must see the image beforehand. The billboard visually functions as a digital billboard, with new images near-instantaneously replacing the former image. Plaque, attached to the rear side of the billboard, above the entity's scalp: A Talented Star Do you guys remember the time Kim Kardashian did that thing, and the entire world was better for it? Really reminds you of the amazing talent people like her. SCP-3429-10 is an incomplete mechanical device of unknown function. Due to several abnormal statistics regarding incomplete Foundation procedures and unused D-Class allocations, it is theorised that whenever SCP-3429-10 is activated, it retrocausally prevents its own activation to an unknown capacity. It is unknown whether this is the intended effect of the device, or an intentional failsafe. Incomplete plaque, attached to a fixed portion of the device. Change Without history, we are nothing. Nothing can change. Commissioned for the ones who are nothing. Footnotes 1. Including: Moving, rotating, damaging, destroying, relocating, vandalising, polishing, repairing. 2. Dr. Dao was the individual forcefully removed from United Airlines flight 3411 and injured by airport security staff. 3. Yes or No. 4. The individual's name is written here. 5. The individual's signature is written here. 6. Whenever SCP-3429-8 is injected into a non-biological object or deceased entity, an SCP-3429-A instance manifests and extracts the substance. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3429" by Jack Ike, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3429. 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-3430 | safe | SCP-3430 prior to its death. Item #: SCP-3430 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3430 is to be stored in a cryogenic pod, which itself is stored in the center of a hermetically sealed chamber 10 meters in radius. At no point may any sapient entity be allowed within 10 meters of SCP-3430; personnel examining SCP-3430 must do so via remote mechanical means. Automated surgical drones are provided for any medical personnel who wish to perform any surgical procedure on SCP-3430. Personnel who wish to perform a surgical procedure on SCP-3430 must have Level-3/3430 clearance or higher. SCP-3430’s cryogenic pod must be maintained as needed to prevent any decomposition. Description: SCP-3430 is the corpse of a human male of indeterminate age, previously identified as Gregory ████████. Whenever a human comes within 10 meters of SCP-3430, subjects are compelled to display affection and care towards it.1 The range and intensity of SCP-3430's anomalous properties are not impeded by physical obstacles, but only affect sapient subjects; non-human animals and machines are not affected by SCP-3430. Subjects under the effect of SCP-3430's anomalous properties that are unable to reach SCP-3430 by any means will attempt to hug, kiss, or compliment any nearby subjects also under the effects of SCP-3430. In the case of an isolated subject, the subject will instead hug themself, cry, and in some cases talk aloud to themself, giving themself compliments. Subjects exhibit no desire to eat or drink despite still requiring sustenance, and unless removed they will continue their respective acts of kindness until they collapse from exhaustion. SCP-3430 will lose its influence on subjects once said subjects exit its area of effect. Recovery: SCP-3430 was under surveillance for suspected anomalous phenomena when it was killed during an altercation at the ████████ Bar in ███████, Washington. Witnesses' accounts suggest SCP-3430's anomalous properties manifested upon its death, affecting surviving patrons and employees; all subjects affected were reported suddenly crying, hugging and reassuring each other over the corpses of deceased patrons. These reports drew paramedics and reporters to arrive on the scene, however upon reaching proximity to SCP-3430's corpse, they too joined the group. SCP-3430 was recovered from the site via automated drone, and Class B amnestics were applied to witnesses and affected subjects. Addendum 3430-01: The following is a selection of entries from a journal recovered from SCP-3430's former residence. Journal is included for research purposes, in an attempt to determine the cause of SCP-3430's anomalous properties. Transcript of Journal Entries Close Journal September 28th, ████ Something weird as shit happened to me today. At work I accidentally dropped a produce crate on my foot, and naturally, it hurt like hell. I was just about to take off my shoe to check it, see if anything was broken, when this old man just hobbled up to me, bent down, and started hugging me, patting me on the back and telling me that everything was going to be okay. It was… a little creepy. The hug lasted much longer than I really wanted, even if I wanted the hug, it shouldn't have lasted 4 minutes. Then the old man just stood up, and hobbled away. It was… an experience. The weirdest thing though? When the guy left, my foot didn't hurt anymore. I could have sworn I had broken something too, but it was just fine when I checked it out. September 29th, ████ Okay, it happened again. The weird thing. But it wasn't with an old guy, it was with some kid. During break, I was on the phone with Rick and eating lunch, and I accidentally burned my tongue on my broccoli beef, and just all of a sudden this kid who was just passing by, turned around and started hugging me and telling me everything was going to be okay. Just like last time, she hugged me for a really long time, let go, walked off, and then I didn't hurt anymore. My tongue wasn't burning, and I didn't even feel any like, residual pain. Is it normal for people to get this much attention? Or am I just weird? September 30th, ████ So… I tried something out today. It was a bit weird of a coincidence that I got that hugging thing two days in a row after I got hurt twice, so when I was waiting by the bus, I did some science. It was just me and this old lady next to me, and she seemed completely disinterested with me, so it's not like she was actively looking to hug someone. So… I bit my tongue to see if I could get her attention. Literally the MOMENT I said "Ow" after biting my tongue, this little old lady just started hugging me and kissing my forehead just like the others. Giving me nice compliments, all of that stuff. And just like the other times, after a few minutes she just stopped and my tongue didn't hurt anymore. I'm pretty sure I need to test this more, but this could be BIG if it's what I think it is. October 1st, ████ Okay, I did some more shit to try to figure this out. Apparently, if I just get hurt, the guys and gals around me just start being aggressively nice to me. I told a few of my buds about what happened last night and like, they were chill with trying to figure this out with me. Rick even coined the phrase that I'm "Spreading the Love" (God he's such a dweeb, I love him). So like, the gist of it is the more I get hurt, the more people wanna love me, and after a bit, I'm all patched up like nothing happened. And like, we came up with A LOT of ideas that we could use this stuff for, like, if I can somehow get down to the Middle East, I can stop the whole war! Just get shot a little, and suddenly all the soldiers on both sides just stop all the fighting to get down with the good stuff. We'll be trying to find some way to stow away over there, but we'll get there. We can finally stop it. November 12, ████ Okay, so it's getting a little stressful trying to avoid any sort of hurt to stop people around me from latching onto me and kissing me all over. Like, yeah, I know it's probably not the worst thing to complain about, but like, I don't need all that just to heal up a paper cut. Work is especially bad, cause like, if I ever do so much as stub my toe restocking fruit, I just get humped by some old coot who just wanted to make a fruit salad. It'll all be worth it, I know. Just… it's starting to feel a little gross. February 22, ████ Well, we haven't exactly been making a lot of progress with the whole "get on a plane and stop the whole war" plan. With our shitty jobs, none of us can so much as afford new socks. Rick's been trying extra hard to make sure we can get the money, he's really excited to do this with me. I think he wants to come with me, but I'd be an idiot to let him follow me there. Oh yeah, going back to work, I actually got fired from my job, because apparently even though I was the one getting humped by customers, I got canned for "harassing customers". Ironic, I guess. Well, at least I won't have to worry about that stuff from strangers as often, now. March 30th, ████ I can't leave the house anymore. I'm not going to go out any FUCKING more. I accidentally walked into the bus sign, bumped my head and the ENTIRE BUS unloaded and just started… It might as well have been rape. And they were apologizing the whole time, too, saying that they were sorry for this and that they just wanted me to feel better. Like that helps the fact that I was being crushed under 30 people all trying to hug me and kiss me. I want to… I don't know, I don't want to do anything, I'm terrified to even leave my room now. April 2nd, ████ I told Rick about what happened. He said he'd come over. I'd probably be dead if it weren't for Rick, he's just… he's such a good partner. He's the only person it seems that actually cares about me, and doesn't want to just rush in and try to make me feel better about everything. He's just… I don't know. He'll be here soon, so I probably should look like I didn't spend three days lying in bed doing nothing. May 25th, ████2 I'm not getting older. Like, I'm seeing Rick and Scott and Gary all get older around me but like… I'm still looking as old as I was five years ago. I guess I'll be stuck like this forever then. I can't even shoot up without my neighbors trying to get into my house just to cradle my head in their arms and tell me everything is going to be okay. I really shouldn't be surprised that this power has found even more ways to screw me over, it's basically all it really does for me. June 2nd, ████ I guess I can't starve, either. Counts as "hurting myself". I'd block my door, but I'm too worried I'd get a splinter. I called Rick about this and he said he'd take care of me, make sure I get food and stuff. Weird way to finally get us to move in with each other. He's just so good to me, I don't know what I'd do without him. July 4th, ████ It's been a few weeks since Rick moved in and… God, I never knew how much I loved him until I saw how committed he was to me. I can tell that he gets a little worn from time to time, but he still just smiles at me and makes sure I'm okay. Not like the other people that do it when I get physically hurt, he knows how to comfort emotional hurt. We watched the fireworks together. It was beautiful. Just… the two of us. After years of all of this fakeness with these powers I have… it's good to have someone want to love me as much as I want to love them. October 18th, ████ I think my powers are getting stronger. We've had to physically barricade the doors and windows to make sure strangers aren't climbing in and trying to make me feel better. It doesn't help that it's been taking a bit of a stronger toll on Rick. We've been fighting more. Sometimes one of us sleeps on the couch. Sometimes Rick just leaves the house for a few hours and doesn't come back hours later. I want to follow him, but… I'm too scared to leave the house. I've thought of things like baby-proofing the house, but Rick's wallet is pretty thin as is… I don't want to get him any angrier. I just want him to care about me, he's all I've got. April 16th, ████ It's over. Rick couldn't handle the responsibilities of being around me for so long, the not aging, the neighbors trying to break in, the powers affecting him… It was a strain, I guess. To calm me down, we had sex one last time, but… there was no love. None. I couldn't even feel it anymore, no matter how much I desperately wanted to feel it. After I fell asleep for the night, he was gone. I'm just… empty now. April 20th, ████ I'm so lonely. May 12th, ████ I can't stay indoors like this forever. Fuck it. I'm getting something to drink. Note: The entry on May 12th was the final entry in the journal. The date corresponds to the date of the shooting at the ████████ bar. Footnotes 1. Such actions include hugging, kissing, holding its head, brushing its hair, and giving it reassuring compliments. 2. Researcher Note: Journal Entry recorded approximately four years after the first instance of SCP-3430's anomalous effects taking place. |
SCP-3431 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3431 Special Containment Procedures: The Foundation is to maintain an official record of all major zoos, wildlife hospitals, and animal sanctuaries that are responsible for the care of five or more adult koalas. These locations and organizations are to be visited yearly; employees and volunteers are to be interviewed regarding any observed manifestations of SCP-3431. All personnel regularly involved with caring for koalas are to be told to never take any food offered by koalas, and to remind guests to do the same. A disinformation team assigned to the SCP-3431 case is to regularly disseminate fictional news stories and sensationalized blog content regarding the occurrence of koalas pilfering various objects from civilian visitors. Any security footage containing evidence of SCP-3431 is to be seized and edited to remove any sign of anomalous activity. Special care must be taken when handling personal belongings affected by SCP-3431, which may become contaminated with harmful bacteria. The current procedure recommended to non-Foundation animal handlers who encounter SCP-3431 is to sterilize all objects introduced to the koala enclosure. Afterward, it is recommended that the organization offer a free STD screening to impacted civilians at a local clinic if possible. Description: SCP-3431 refers to an anomalous phenomenon affecting enclosures housing adult koalas (Phascolarctos cinereus). The anomalous activity follows a set series of events, which proceed as follows: The phrase “refuse koala” (in English) appears written somewhere within the enclosure, typically carved into the wood of a tree or enclosure wall. Any visitors or animal handlers who are near enough to the enclosure to interact with the koalas are offered a single eucalyptus leaf by one of the koalas. Upon an individual accepting the leaf from the koala, all of the loose personal belongings currently in their possession (including accessories, technological devices, foodstuffs, small carrying bags, and in some cases, articles of clothing) will disappear from their person and reappear within the koala’s enclosure.1 The leaf taken by the human will rapidly age, becoming discolored and brittle. It is noted that refusing to take the leaf from the koala will prevent SCP-3431’s anomaly from progressing further. Attempts to mitigate SCP-3431 by removing or scratching out the 'refuse koala' carvings have proven unsuccessful, as the words will reappear within a month’s time, elsewhere in the same koala housing location. Of note, on ██-██-██ , Foundation agents on a routine visit to the Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary in Queensland, Australia noticed the following message carved into several of the eucalyptus trees present in the enclosure: idiots theyre diseased little thieves stop feeding them Samples taken from the trees indicated an unusually high chlorophyll concentration, but otherwise no irregularities. A Foundation agent has been temporarily stationed at the Sanctuary to monitor for further anomalous behavior. Footnotes 1. These items can be safely recovered from enclosures without inciting aggression from the koalas. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3431" by Zyn, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3431. 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-3432 | keter | Item #: SCP-3432 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3432 is at this time not considered directly containable, and containment effort is directed at suppressing public knowledge of SCP-3432 events, and limiting the impact of such events. Upon discovery of an SCP-3432-A instance, the area should be evacuated and a perimeter established to control access until dissipation of the instance. Civilians affected by or witness to an SCP-3432 manifestation are to be interviewed and administered amnestics. Access to the area covered by an SCP-3432-A instance is strictly forbidden to any Foundation personnel, and should only be entered by D-class personnel for approved testing. Upon dissipation of the SCP-3432-A instance, the area is to be searched for traces of SCP-3432 influence. Recovered objects are to be either destroyed or kept for further research, at the discretion of the researcher in charge of SCP-3432 (currently Senior Researcher Kyle Peterson). Once the area has been cleared, it is to be considered non-anomalous and returned its previous state. Description: SCP-3432 is the given designation of an infophage entity currently theorized to exist outside of baseline reality. Interaction between SCP-3432 and any kind of information will result in the complete and irreversible loss of that information. It should be noted that this phenomenon will only affect the particular information SCP-3432 was in contact with, and notably any copy of this information will not be affected. Because of this property, an SCP-3432 manifestation will degrade the quantum information of the medium supporting the instance causing immediate cessation of existence. For this reason it had been thought that the existence of an entity similar to SCP-3432 was implausible or that such an entity would not be able to interact with baseline reality, prior to the discovery of SCP-3432-A. SCP-3432-A is the designation for areas of low Humes levels where the lessened effects of the laws of physics allow for stable manifestations of SCP-3432 to occur. SCP-3432-A instances themselves appear impermanent, only existing for a period determined to be around a few days for most instances. The size of SCP-3432-A instances have been measured between one to two meters up to a few hundred meters in radius, with one notable exception (see Incident-3432-05). Upon disappearance of SCP-3432-A, remaining SCP-3432 manifestations will immediately collapse because of its primary effect. The mechanism behind the creation of SCP-3432-A instances is currently unclear, and it is not known if SCP-3432 is directly responsible for their creation or if they are an unrelated phenomenon that incidentally allows for manifestations to occur. Observations of SCP-3432 manifestations inside SCP-3432-A instances suggest that the primary effect of SCP-3432 is lessened in two major ways. First information destruction is not instantaneous, but takes a time measured from a few minutes to several hours; and second is not complete, with more complex information generally being preferred. Particularly, devices capable of information manipulation, such as computers and brains, seem to attract SCP-3432 manifestations. Based on this and further observation conducted on SCP-3432-instances (see Addendum A) it is currently believed that SCP-3432 is not sapient, but possess a degree of sentience in the way that it targets information and adapts to computation mediums. As such, caution is to be taken when testing with devices capable of complex computations, including humans. Incident-3432-03: On ██/██/████ an instance of SCP-3432-A was discovered in ████████ Germany, with a radius much larger than previously observed SCP-3432-A instances, covering an area encompassing several small towns. The instance was discovered by the GOC several days prior, and its existence obscured from the public and other groups of interest, including the Foundation. After confirmation that the instance had lasted for more than a week (much longer than any previously observed instances) dialog was opened to gain access to the instance. After several days of fruitless negotiations the area was the target of an aerial strike by the GOC, destroying the towns affected by the anomaly. Three hours later several observations were made of incidents consistent with an SCP-3432-A dissipation and the area was reclassified as non-anomalous. It is theorized that the destruction of most sources of complex information by the strike was the cause of this dissipation, but this has not been confirmed. Addendum A: After the discovery of the first SCP-3432-A instance, it was initially thought to be an isolated anomalous event, and it was only after several other instances were discovered and the existence of SCP-3432 was theorized that the anomaly was given an official SCP designation. Below are the research notes from Senior Researcher Kyle Peterson who was assigned to the initial investigation of the phenomenon. This anomaly is truly fascinating. Anything brought within the active area containing any kind of complex information will see that information erased. I find it quite interesting that there seems to be a limit to what information it will consume: for example the many plants in the active zone seem to fine, even though I would have expected an anomaly targeting all information to destroy their genetic information. There is much research needed on the exact limits and target selection. [redacted for brevity] It disappeared! The anomaly vanished in seconds, with a flash of light and a loud thundering sound. The entire area has reverted to being non-anomalous, although there are numerous patches of plants that seems to have suffered something resembling acute radiation poisoning. My working hypothesis right now is that whatever limits there were to this anomaly, they suddenly ceased to be effective and it consumed all the available information to the point of self-destruction. Well, I guess this one will stay a mystery on the anomalous event log. They found another one! It’s the exact same kind of information-eating anomaly as last time in █████. This time I even got the approval to send a D-class in the active area, which I hope will give us information on the speed and pattern of progression of the anomaly. The experiment had… unexpected results. Much to my dismay it seems that the anomaly wiped her ability to talk first, and by the time we got around to try to get her to write something it seems like that was gone too. The interesting part is that I expected to pull a vegetable out of the active zone, but she seems to be much more functional than I would have thought, and she was able to pass some simple logic and coordination tests, like tying her shoelaces. But her ability to communicate seems to be completely and utterly gone, which makes a more complete assessment of the effects of the anomaly difficult: who knows what is really left of a human being in there? It could be anything from an almost fully-conscious mind trapped within itself to a barely conscious ghost of a person, not even aware of all the things that it cannot remember. To be honest both possibilities send chills down my spine. Another one of those anomalies was tracked down. They never last long and manifest seemingly at random, but for now haven’t appeared anywhere populated. More to the point, with the few last tests establishing that sending more D-class just yields the same result I’ll be trying again with a few remotely monitored laptops. The results were pretty interesting, and not what I had expected once again. While the first laptop seemed to get erased pretty haphazardly, suffering random and worsening malfunctions before crashing irrecoverably, the results for the second laptop were the interesting ones: the display got shutdown almost immediately, but the laptop itself kept running, and while parts of the disk did get erased, none of it was necessary for the continued function of the computer. More disturbing still, a lot of the targeted data belonged to caches and buffer that got recreated each time the computer noticed they were missing. This changes a lot of things about what we thought of this anomaly, the most important and frightening of which being that it seems to have some kind of sentience and ability to learn, fast. But for now, there is only one thing that I can say for sure about this anomaly: further research is required. The anomaly SCP-3432 keeps creating new questions, but from enough observation I think I finally have a few answers. It is obvious that SCP-3432-A instances are related, but rather than separate occurrences of a similar anomaly, I think that they have a common and unique cause. And from the results of the tests I conducted, I would go so far as to say that this common cause is some kind of sentient entity. From the violent side effects of an SCP-3432-A dissipation event I hypothesize that the intrinsic nature of SCP-3432 is something fundamentally contrary to the concept of information, an equal and opposite of sorts that annihilate on direct contact. How could something like this be sentient then? My theory is that just as information can be manipulated, this “anti-information” (for lack of a better word) can too, and SCP-3432 is an anti-information based mind, existing someplace outside of our reality where the laws of our universe cannot contradict its existence. Then, SCP-3432-A instances would be the equivalent of a dimensional spacesuit, something that helps it sustains its presence in our reality, enough to gradually erode information and not purely annihilate it. But that begs the question, why? Does SCP-3432 gains anything from the information it destroys? Is it exploring? Consuming? Impossible to tell for now, and it could even turn out to be something else entirely. Its interaction with human minds is most peculiar too: why does it mostly appear to destroy information linked to communication? Is it on purpose, or does it just not understand? As I have said, there might be some answers, but there are even more questions. Regardless of what the final answers are, SCP-3432 still seems to have enough difficulties interacting with our reality to not be considered a major threat. But still, seeing how fast it seems to be able to learn and adapt, I would recommend for all tests regarding SCP-3432 to be suspended as a precaution. Incident-3432-07: After a leak of GOC intelligence, the Foundation became aware of the existence of a GOC project apparently directed at developing a weaponized version of SCP-3432’s effect, based on an incomplete understanding of the anomaly. Foundation intelligence indicates the project to have been cancelled and thus not cause for direct concern, but action might be necessary if related projects were to be revived. Senior Researcher Peterson’s note: Despite the official lack of concern, what the GOC accomplished is quite disconcerting. It appears that through the use of anomalous memetic triggers they were able to effectively cause the human mind to generate the same kind of “anti-information” that makes up SCP-3432. Even if their worry of the meme spreading was based on an incomprehension of the nature of SCP-3432-A, the fact that an operation exists that can generate “anti-information” from real information is alarming, because I don’t know what would happen if SCP-3432 itself were to learn of it. WARNING The following edit did not follow standard edition protocol, and has not yet been reviewed by RAISA. + show edit - hide edit Edit logged by user K.Peterson from unknown terminal Well, one of those genius anartists just went and did it. Unsurprisingly, they also got wind of the GOC leak, and one of them figured it was a good idea to make a piece centered around an information-destroying meme. And I guess SCP-3432 thought it was a great idea too. Adapting that meme into art, something that is designed to have you react and think about it, was just as if someone gave SCP-3432 a crash course on communicating with the human mind. And that is how suddenly, SCP-3432 was everywhere. Everyone who had seen the art piece were not just subject to its anomalous properties, they became a part of SCP-3432, pawns in its bigger game. They all became living zombies, trapped in a glass prison of their own minds, silently witnessing as they doom others to the same fate. Before, SCP-3432 had just been poking at our universe like a curious child, probably unaware of what it was really doing. And then some hipster made it notice us; and humans are now shiny new toys to play with and accidentally break. But now that it knows, I dread to think about what more it could do, of what kind of terrible door we have opened that may not be closed ever again. Truly, this has been the art piece that made the world speechless. 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SCP-3433 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3433 Special Containment Procedures: All artwork/paintings related to SCP-3433 are to be contained in Storage Unit 14, Site 8. Each painting is to be encased in a glass container, approximately 127 cm x 127 cm x 8 cm. Currently, all paintings are on sale on an online site owned by the SCP Foundation at www.scp█████████.com, and are being constantly purchased and sold in rotation every 3 hours between 20 designated employees through an AI system programmed to purchase and sell items. Constant monitoring of this AI system is required at all times. If this AI system fails, the 20 designated employees will be immediately alerted, with at least 7 employees required to report in (this number may change as new paintings related to SCP-3433 are discovered) to www.scp█████████.com, manually purchasing and selling the paintings until the AI system is recovered. All designated employees involved in this manual labor will be excused from their current jobs until further notice. Description: SCP-3433 is a social phenomenon related to a series of paintings by Andy Warhol from 1968-1987, created in "The Factory"1 at 33 Union Square West, Manhattan, New York. It is currently unknown how many works related to SCP-3433 exist at this time. Currently, 3 paintings related to SCP-3433 have been claimed to exist, each designated as SCP-3433-n, but only 2 of these 3 have been confirmed as artwork related to SCP-3433. The artwork related to SCP-3433 was distributed across the United States of America through several members of the "Warhol Superstars"2, who were each reportedly gifted an artwork of SCP-3433 by Andy Warhol himself. Following this, the works of SCP-3433 were distributed to various customers and museums. At this time, only 1 of these "Warhol Superstars" has been identified and apprehended for further interrogation. Each artwork related to SCP-3433 allows the current owner (person or institution) of SCP-3433-n, now classified as SCP-3433-n-n, to experience an event or phenomenon within the next 24 hours that results in them receiving approximately 14-15 days of widespread media attention. During this time, all sources of media, including radio, television, internet, and paper, will turn their focus to the events surrounding SCP-3433-n-n. Subjects labelled as SCP-3433-n-n are unaffected further by SCP-3433. Following the aforementioned 14-15 days, SCP-3433-n-n experiences a series of events that continue to occur as long as SCP-3433-n-n maintains ownership over SCP-3433-n. 1. (1-2 days) SCP-3433-n-n experiences an increasing attachment to SCP-3433-n. This attachment will increase over time, with SCP-3433-n-n becoming visibly distressed if others take interest in SCP-3433-n. This distress has been seen to evolve into violent outbursts against those who attempt to purchase or remove SCP-3433-n. 2. (3-5 days) All public records (written and visual) of SCP-3433-n-n are removed or destroyed in both physical and digital forms through unknown means. Private possessions containing SCP-3433-n-n's information appear unaffected. 3. (6-10 days) The memories of those who are aware of SCP-3433-n-n's existence and the events surrounding SCP-3433-n-n appear to be affected, being unable to recall the events or even basic information on SCP-3433-n-n (including name, age, gender, etc.). 4. (10-20 days) All memories (involving SCP-3433-n-n) of those aware of SCP-3433-n-n's existence and the events surrounding SCP-3433-n-n have all been either modified or erased. Even SCP-3433-n-n's closest relatives and significant other are unable to recognize SCP-3433-n-n. New memories of SCP-3433-n-n are unable to be created, but new records are able to be produced.3 5: (20-25 days) The ability to notice or visualize SCP-3433-n-n becomes increasingly difficult for others, taking approximately 7-10 minutes for an individual to even acknowledge SCP-3433-n-n. SCP-3433-n-n has visible difficulty in physically interacting with its surroundings and other objects [Data indicates that SCP-3433-n-n in this state appears to exhibit traits classified as "intangibility"]. 6: (25+ days) [UNCONFIRMED] At this time, SCP-3433-n-n is unable to be located through any means. These effects appear to be permanent, but these effects cease to affect SCP-3433-n-n any further when SCP-3433-n-n sells or gives SCP-3433-n to another owner. If SCP-3433-n-n is an institution (e.g. Museum), then all employees and personnel related to the institution, as well as the structure itself are affected by the effects of SCP-3433. + ACCESS: SCP/3433/files-code-Warhol/1-3 - Close File SCP-3433-1 Title: "The Star" Discovered: October 23, 1999 Location: Tallahassee, Florida Incident 1: ███████ ████ (SCP-3433-1a) was in possession of SCP-3433-1 [approx. 36 days] and has been apprehended for further questioning. SCP-3433-1a, an aspiring actor, claims to have gained nationwide fame after being involved in a sex tape scandal with fellow actor █████ ██████. Both reputations were allegedly ruined by the scandal and other surrounding controversies that arose due to the immediate and widespread media coverage of the events. At this time, no public/government record of SCP-3433-1a has been able to be found. No public records or witnesses of the events that SCP-3433-1a claims have been found. SCP-3433-1a has provided proof of the sex tape itself on SCP-3433-1a's video camera. Further attempts to share or copy this tape has proved unsuccessful due to unknown reasons. SCP-3433-2 Title: "Skull 158" Discovered: February 15, 2004 Location: New York City, New York Incident 2: [MISSING] █████ ███████ (SCP-3433-2a) was in possession of SCP-3433-2 [approx. 40 days] and had been apprehended for further questioning. SCP-3433-2a claims to have gained nationwide fame after saving the lives of 5 women who had been kidnapped by ████ █████, having followed ████ █████ after witnessing him kidnap a woman from the streets. At this time, no public/government record of SCP-3433-2a has been able to be found. No public records or witnesses of the events that SCP-3433-2a claims have been found. The 5 women SCP-3433-2a cites in relation to the events of SCP-3433-2 all deny the events. Despite this, SCP-3433-2a has provided photographic evidence of the events, all of which the 5 women continue to deny. After apprehending SCP-3433-2a for 6 days, during which SCP-3433-2a continued to hold ownership over SCP-3433-2 for approximately 40 days, SCP-3433-2a was reported missing from containment. At this time, SCP-3433-2a has been unable to be located. IF ANY PERSONNEL HAS ANY INFORMATION ON THE WHEREABOUTS OF SCP-3433-2a, REPORT IMMEDIATELY TO THE SCP FOUNDATION SCP-3433-3 [UNCONFIRMED] Title: "The Shadow" Discovered: July 6, 2010 Location: Pasadena, California Incident 3: [MISSING] The ███████ Museum of the Arts (SCP-3433-3a) was reportedly in possession of SCP-3433-3 [approx. UNKNOWN], as indicated by several photographs from ████ █████. At this time, the incident caused by SCP-3433 in relation to SCP-3433-3a has been unable to be identified, due to a lack of witnesses. The existence of SCP-3433-3a was discovered through the recovery of SCP-3433-3 and photographic evidence indicating SCP-3433-3a's prior existence. At this time, no public/government record of SCP-3433-3a nor any of its employees has been able to be found. SCP-3433-3-1 itself has been unable to be located, with its alleged location being an empty lot, approximately 400,000 square feet, in the city. All identified employees of SCP-3433-3a are currently missing. + ACCESS: SCP/3433/files-code-Warhol/interview-superstar-2 - Close File Interviewed: [Warhol Superstar-2] Interviewer: [Dr. ███████ █████] Note: [The individual interviewed here is designated as "Warhol Superstar-2" in order to correlate between the individual and SCP-3433-2. To further protect the identities of these individuals, they will be addressed as "Mr. Superstar" or "Ms. Superstar" as requested. A similar procedure will be followed for further apprehended "Warhol Superstars".] <Begin Log> Dr. ███████ █████: So, Mr. Superstar. You're the original owner of SCP-3433-3? Warhol-Superstar-2: You mean "The Shadow"? Dr. ███████ █████: Yes, that's right. Might I ask, when did SCP-3433-3 come into your possession exactly? Warhol-Superstar-2: Oh, I suppose Andy gave it to me uh… maybe 1972? '73? Dr. ███████ █████: Andy Warhol, is it? That is, the artist, if I am correct? Warhol-Superstar-2: That's right. Dr. ███████ █████: Are you aware of the alleged effects that this painting has on its owners? Warhol-Superstar-2: What? You mean the fifteen minutes of fame? Dr. ███████ █████: I beg your pardon? Warhol-Superstar-2: You know, "in the future everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes"4. That whole thing. After that issue with Valerie5 around '68, he went on and on about it for awhile. Kept him up for ages. I don't remember much else, though. I left the "Factory" around '73, and Andy gave me "The Shadow" just around then. I'm pretty sure he gave "Viva" one too, not sure. Dr. ███████ █████: "Viva?" Who else has access to these paintings? Warhol-Superstar-2: Well, as far as I can tell, a couple other of us got one. Candy had one after '72. The last time I talked to Ultra Violet, maybe around '79? I think she mentioned about a painting. Who knows? There could be more out there. Last time I saw Andy, he just kept going. Dr. ███████ █████: [scribbling] "Ultra Violet," was it? I see… Would you mind explaining what you mean by, "kept going?" Warhol-Superstar-2: Well uh… he did it, didn't he, doctor? It worked. Dr. ███████ █████: I'm sorry? What exactly worked? Warhol-Superstar-2: Our fifteen minutes. We all get our fifteen minutes of fame. After that, we have to move on. You know, make room for everyone else. Andy wanted us to help it get started. I had my fifteen back around '74. God, I still remember those days… but in the end, I had to move on like the rest. Just like Andy wanted us to. [laughs] Dr. ███████ █████: The fifteen minutes of fame? No, no, I understand the concept, but if you could just explain how the paintings work, I'm sure this can be much more convenient for the both of us. Warhol-Superstar-2: Well, that's alright. I didn't expect you to understand. Andy understood this all better than any of us. The best way I can explain it, is that all of us have a reason to exist, and Andy gave us purpose. You get your fifteen minutes. Then you have to move on, one way or another. You can't hold onto that fame forever, no matter how precious it is to you. You have to let go, or the world moves on without you. It leaves you behind. Warhol-Superstar-2 falls silent Warhol-Superstar-2: [sighs] The world forgets you. Dr. ███████ █████: What does that even — I'm sorry, I don't seem to understand what you mean. Perhaps you could explain to me just exactly how the paintings work? Warhol-Superstar-2: [laughs] Oh please, doctor. Don't try to understand Andy. I don't think any of us really did. Just find your fifteen minutes with the rest of us, and you'll come to accept it as we all have… Dr. ███████ █████: Is there any way you could be any clearer? Warhol-Superstar-2: How much clearer can I be, doctor? Our time is running short. I do hope you get your fifteen minutes soon enough doctor, but just remember… [laughs] all you get is fifteen minutes. Don't hang on for too long, doctor. Dr. ███████ █████: And just what are you implying? Warhol-Superstar-2: Oh, I don't know what you're talking about. I'd hate to forget you. I'd hate for everyone to forget such an interesting face. Dr. ███████ █████: I have a family who loves me. I have colleagues who have stood beside my work for decades. I don't think I would be so easily forgotten. Warhol-Superstar-2: Do you think you're any more special than the rest of them? Are you the only person to have a family? Are you the only person to have peers to work beside them? The all-so memorable Dr. ███████ █████6? It's people like you that clings onto their fifteen minutes. And for good measure. Dr. ███████ █████: Alright, [sighs] thank you for your cooperation. This has been… enlightening, I suppose. This will be all for today. Interviewer rises to leave Dr. ███████ █████: One last thing. Andy Warhol might have called you a "superstar", but to me, you're nothing more than another face in the crowd. Warhol-Superstar-2: Of course I am, doctor. That's the point. <End Log> ATTENTION! IF ANYONE HAS ANY INFORMATION CONCERNING SCP-3433 RELATED TO THE FOLLOWING INDIVIDUALS, PLEASE REPORT TO THE SCP FOUNDATION IMMEDIATELY! + ACCESS: SCP/3433/files-code-Warhol/Warhol-Superstars-1-8 - Close File WARHOL SUPERSTARS (Suspected) 1. Paul Morrissey 2. William George Linich (a.k.a. Billy Name) [DECEASED] 3. Janet Susan Marry Hoffmann (a.k.a. "Viva") 4. Ingrid von Scheven (a.k.a. "Ingrid Superstar") [MISSING] 5. Gerard Malanga 6. Isabelle Collin Dufresne (a.k.a. "Ultra Violet") [DECEASED] 7. Brigid Berlin 8. James Slattery (a.k.a. "Candy Darling") [DECEASED] It is suspected that Warhol gave each of these "Superstars" a similar artwork related to SCP-3433. At least 6 more works related to SCP-3433 are suspected to exist. Footnotes 1. Andy Warhol's New York City studio. 2. A clique of personalities designated in New York City and promoted by Andy Warhol. 3. As a result, scientists investigating SCP-3433 are required to overview all data prior to starting investigations each day, as they are unable to recall previously collected data on SCP-3433-n-n. 4. Andy Warhol was quoted to have said "in the future, everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes". 5. Valerie Solanas, a American radical feminist and author known for writing the SCUM Manifesto. Solanas attempted to assassinate Andy Warhol on 4 June, 1968. 6. Upon further examination, it is unknown how Warhol-Superstar-2 was aware of Dr. ███████ █████'s identity. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3433" by Winterfront, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3433. 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-3434 | keter | E-3434-19 (second from the left), following amnestic treatment and reintroduction into civilian population. Item #: SCP-3434 Special Containment Procedures: Agents embedded in hospital maternity wards are to maintain a lookout for cases of traumatic births, maternal death, and/or post-birth symptoms of SCP-3434. If identified, Mobile Task Force Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") is to be contacted to verify if the identified symptoms and situation represent a case of SCP-3434. If verified, the identified E-3434 instance is to be intercepted. Amnestic treatment for the E-3434 instance's kin and guardians is allowed, if applicable. The identified E-3434 instance is to be recorded as deceased in absentia. E-3434 instances are to be held at Sites-06, 23, 44, 137, and 253, and are to be classified as E-class personnel while under Foundation custody. Residential areas for E-3434 instances are to maintain illuminance of less than 1.0 lx. Attending personnel may use night vision goggles to facilitate vision while interacting with E-3434 instances. Certain E-3434 instances may be required to wear straightjackets to mitigate self-injury. After all relevant information have been obtained and/or if no unique information can be obtained, E-3434 instances may undergo amnestic treatment via Class E amnestics and can be reintroduced to civilian population under a newly created identity. Description: SCP-3434 is an anomalous variant of post-term pregnancy, characterised by the affected foetus attempting various actions to hinder its birth. Examples of these actions include: Contorting itself to resist the contraction of uterine muscular walls. Struggling when held after its removal from the uterus. Repositioning itself within the uterus to avoid contact with surgical equipment such as obstetric vacuum cups or forceps. Preventing the umbilical cord from being cut via surgical equipment. Grappling onto the uterine wall. As a result of these actions, there is an increased risk of maternal death. Approximately 20% of SCP-3434 cases result in maternal death, while survivors tend to suffer from non-anomalous psychological trauma following the episode. Most children affected by SCP-3434 (also referred to as 'E-3434 instances') have been delivered successfully, at approximately 93% of known cases. Approximately 5% of known cases result in the expiration of the E-3434 instance during the mother's attempt to give birth, while the remainder involve the fully grown foetus persisting in the uterus until its death due to lack of nourishment following placental deterioration. In terms of physiological development, E-3434 instances are indistinguishable from non-anomalous humans. However, every E-3434 instance has claimed to have experienced one fatal event. Additionally, many E-3434 instances have displayed the following behaviours: Visual perceptional avoidance when surrounding illuminance is above 1.0 lx. E-3434 instances usually accomplish this by either perpetually closing their eyes or using a foreign object to obscure their vision. In a few cases, some have attempted rubbing their eyes to the extent that the resultant friction is capable of damaging their eyes and eyelids. Increase in acute stress response, typically when introduced to phenomena such as alarms, screams, heat sources, injuries inter alia (varies according to E-3434 instances). E-3434 instances will then attempt to relocate to enclosed areas of lower illuminance and assume a fetal position. All aforementioned behaviours will cease upon Class E amnestic treatment. To date, the cause of SCP-3434 is unknown. Autopsies and inspections of various E-3434 instances indicate no consistent physical deformity, bacterial or viral infection suggestive of a mediating variable. DNA testing verifies that each E-3434 instance is the biological offspring of the respective mother, and indicate no correlation of genetic markers between E-3434 instances. The existence of SCP-3434 has been known to the Foundation since the early 20th century when the first known case was identified in Tianjin. As of 2015, confirmed cases of SCP-3434 have been identified on every human-inhabited continent across the world and there has been confirmed ██ E-3434 instances. It is plausible that there is an unknown number of E-3434 instances who remain undetected by the Foundation, whose symptoms have been regarded as non-anomalous psychological conditions. Addendum 3434-1: Selected Interview Excerpts Interviewee: E-3434-5 (b. ██/03/1932 — d. ██/01/1998) <Begin Excerpt> Interviewer: Why do you stay in the darkness? E-3434-5: That's when the pain stopped. Interviewer: What kind of pain? E-3434-5: Chest. Arms. Head. Everywhere. They were all over me, the hammers and hymns. It stopped eventually, and there was this voice – a gentle voice – telling me it'll all be okay. And it's true. It was only okay when the light fades away and the ticking halts. Interviewer: I can assure you that you are among friends here. Now, don't be afraid and step into the light. E-3434-5: I think I will remain here, in the dark. <End Excerpt> Interviewer: E-3434-12 (b. ██/07/1946 — now) <Begin Excerpt> Interviewer: Please stop rubbing your eyes like that. It's not really good for you. E-3434-12: I'm sorry. Sometimes I forgot the goo is no longer inside me. Interviewer: The goo? E-3434-12: Yes. I dreamt about this girl crawling about. Stuck to this crowd of people. I went towards the girl and the many hands from the crowd dragged me towards them. That's also when the goo entered, starting from my eyes. It was very painful at that moment, but it ended quickly. Interviewer: Did you feel better after that? E-3434-12: Much better. Liberated from everything, including myself. <End Excerpt> Interviewee: E-3434-23 (b. ██/03/1962 — d. ██/09/2001) <Begin Excerpt> Interviewer: Tell me about the nightmares. E-3434-23: I disappeared. Was doing something in a room, and then it was all black. Interviewer: Do you know where you were disappeared from? E-3434-23: Not really. [pauses] Sorry sir, I'm not comfortable with old people. Interviewer: I can promise that I mean you no harm. But why, if you won't mind? E-3434-23: An old man was the one who made me disappear. He would not like me to be around. Interviewer: How will the old man know? E-3434-23: He is everywhere. He can do anything, like making me disappear again. <End Excerpt> Interviewee: E-3434-41 (b. ██/05/1986 — now) <Begin Excerpt> Interviewer: Please tell me what you recalled. E-3434-36: Flashing red lights. Everyone was screaming. Dying. The evils were let loose, they say. I have to press a button. Interviewer: Why is that? E-3434-36: For the greater good. There was no other choice. Interviewer: And then? E-3434-36: Everything was burning. It was not worth the pain, frankly. <End Excerpt> Interviewee: E-3434-48 (b. ██/10/1998 — now) <Begin Excerpt> Interviewer: Why do you always cover your eyes? E-3434-48: So that it'll always be dark. Interviewer: But why? E-3434-48: That's when the pain stopped. Interviewer: What sort of pain? E-3434-48: Chest. Arms. Head. Everywhere. They were all over me, the hammers and hymns. It stopped eventually, and there was this voice – a gentle voice – telling me it'll all be okay. And it's true. It was only okay when the light fades away and the ticking halts. Interviewer: … I see. How do you feel about your current arrangements? E-3434-48: I think I will remain here, in the dark. <End Excerpt> ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3434" by MrWrong, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3434. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-3435 | safe | Item #: SCP-3435 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3435 is to be contained in an opaque, airtight case equipped with a desiccator to preserve it. The image of SCP-3435 is not to be distributed outside of approved personnel and test subjects. Personnel must be screened before assignment to SCP-3435; those with backgrounds in politics or art criticism are automatically prohibited from viewing SCP-3435 or images of SCP-3435. MTF Upsilon-23 ("Art Critics") is to monitor art galleries in Clark County for sightings of PoI-0171 (Guillermo Gutierrez) or his works. Under no circumstances are any personnel to be assigned to both SCP-3435 and SCP-2078 at the same time. Description: SCP-3435 is an oil painting by known anartist Guillermo Gutierrez, titled "Dream a Better Dream", measuring 110 cm by 68 cm. SCP-3435 depicts two entities: a blue theropod dinosaur with cybernetic attachments and various laser weapons reminiscent of those in science fiction; and a red European-style wyvern dressed in a pointed hat and colorful robe, holding a staff and what appears to be a spellbook. Repeated viewings of SCP-3435 often show changes in the relative positions of the entities, although the majority of viewings appear to show the two entities physically fighting. The background of the painting also varies widely between different viewings, even when viewed multiple times by the same person. SCP-3435 exerts a primary anomalous effect on the dreams of any individual who views it or a photograph of it. In 87% of cases, the viewer's dreams will sporadically involve the entities depicted in the painting. Reports indicate that the dream entities, designated SCP-3435-1, will attempt to communicate with the dreamer. SCP-3435-1 will cease to appear in dreams after a varying period of time from viewing of SCP-3435; the length of this period has been between one and eight nights. Use of amnestics to remove the memory of viewing SCP-3435 successfully ends the presence of SCP-3435-1 in dreams. A common theme in dreams involving SCP-3435 is elements from the dreamer's childhood. If the viewer perceives SCP-3435 as being representative of a sociopolitical issue or conflict, the viewer will experience migraines of various severity. If the viewer writes down or speaks about their interpretation of SCP-3435, they will experience further side effects, including stomach cramps, diarrhea, hemorrhoids, or constipation. Chemical analysis of SCP-3435 has revealed several previously uncharacterized compounds in the paint, thought to be responsible for the colors. Testing is ongoing, but so far analysis has not shown them to possess any perception-altering properties. Interview Log 3435-01 – hide block Interviewer: Dr. Maravilla Interviewee: D-11424, a 29-year-old Hispanic man. Length of SCP-3435-1 Presence: 2 nights Dr. Maravilla: Tell me what the painting represents. D-11424: It's sorta complicated, I guess.. Dr. Maravilla: You don't need to go into detail. Just a general summary. D-11424: Yeah, okay. Let's see. I think the red wizard one represents conservatives, and the blue dinosaur represents liberals. And the red spellbook probably represents the- (D-11424 retches several times into the provided bucket.) (weakly) God, my stomach. Dr. Maravilla: Can you continue? D-11424: Uh, I don't know. (D-11424 wipes his mouth with a towel.) I just need to lie down. Dr. Maravilla: Very well, we'll move on. Can you recall any details of the dreams? D-11424: Uh, a little bit. It's hazy. Let's see… the dinosaur took me on a walk on the beach. At least I think it was a beach. Wait, yeah, it was the one we went to one summer when I was eight. She asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I said I always wanted to be a deep sea diver. I always loved the ocean, you know? (D-11424 takes a sip of water.) I forget what happened next. Dr. Maravilla: Anything else? D-11424: Oh, right. The red dragon made a magic bubble and gave me a little crown, and we went to the bottom of the ocean. I saw a submarine, and my mom waved at me from the window. I- (D-11424 begins to cry.) And then I woke up. I'm sorry, it's just- Dr. Maravilla: It's alright. Would you like to stop here for now? D-11424: Yes, thank you. Interviewer: Dr. Maravilla Interviewee: D-71799, a 25-year-old Asian-American woman. Length of SCP-3435-1 Presence: 1 night Dr. Maravilla: Tell me what the painting represents, if you feel able to. D-71799: (D-71799 groans.) Do I have to? Just thinking about it makes my head hurt. Dr. Maravilla: Sure, we can move on. Do you remember any details of the dreams you had last night? D-71799: Yeah, a little. Dr. Maravilla: Alright. Tell me what you can remember. D-71799: Uh, it's blurry. I think it was snowing? And the dinosaur and dragon from the painting were there. I think I heard my dad's voice? I’m sorry, it’s really hard to remember. Dr. Maravilla: That’s fine. Any other details that stand out? D-71799: I- oh, right. I saw the dinosaur and the dragon walking through the snow, and there was (pause) my little sister chasing them while playing the trumpet. I don’t know why but that’s the only part I can remember clearly. Dr. Maravilla: Interesting. Does that hold any significance to you? D-71799: (takes a deep breath) I wanted to be a musician when I was young. Always messing around and playing instruments with Kumiko. I just, after she passed away… (D-71799 begins to cry.) I couldn’t bring myself to make music anymore. I miss it. I miss her. Interviewer: Dr. Maravilla Interviewee: D-19060, a 22-year-old African-American man. Length of SCP-3435-1 Presence: 8 nights Dr. Maravilla: First, you experienced no medical side effects from viewing SCP-3435? No nausea, diarrhea, constipation, any of those? D-19060: Yeah, nothing. Dr. Maravilla: No migraines either? D-19060: Nope. Dr. Maravilla: Interesting. Please state, for the record, how you physically saw SCP-3435 and how you interpreted its meaning. D-19060: It looked like the dinosaur and the dragon were smiling, in a way, and holding hands. They were flying through the sky. As to the meaning, hmmm. I'd say that they represent the artist's childhood, with the blue one being the so-called left-brain and the red one being the artist's creativity? I'm not entirely sure. Dr. Maravilla: Hmm. Alright, can you tell me about the dreams involving the entities in the painting? D-19060: Sure. You know how it usually goes with dreams, but for some reason I remember this one clearer. I was in my old house, back when we lived in [REDACTED]. It was nighttime, and it was really windy. Then I remember I walked out the backdoor and suddenly I was in a forest. I don't remember how I got there, but I remember it started raining and the blue dinosaur appeared. (D-19060 sighs.) I don't know how she did it, but she led me to a clearing and there was a spaceship there. My God, it was the one I would always draw with my crayons. Had the little antennae and rocket boosters and lasers and everything. I got in and the red dragon was there, sitting behind the controls. He let me drive. He said he saw something in me, something rare. The blue dinosaur pointed to the planets and stars we passed by. I recognized them. I drew them. I wrote them. Then the dragon took over the controls and we sped towards a beautiful, glowing white star. That's when I woke up. Dr. Maravilla: Thank you, that will be all. Addendum 3435-01: SCP-3435 was first unveiled at the Contemporary Arts Center in Las Vegas, NV. MTF Upsilon-23 first flagged it when they noticed the perception-based anomaly surrounding SCP-3435. SCP-3435 was confirmed anomalous when its effects manifested, causing several prominent art critics discussing the painting to simultaneously vomit and experience severe migraines. SCP-3435 was contained successfully, and amnestics and a cover story involving undercooked hors d'oeuvre were distributed. Addendum 3435-02: PoI-0171 was apprehended during Incident-████-9F92, involving AWCY?, SCP-████, and SCP-████. Mr. Gutierrez denied responsibility for the incident, and insisted that he was not a member of AWCY. Interview Log 3435-02 – hide block Interviewed: PoI-0171 Interviewer: Dr. Maravilla Foreword: Mr. Gutierrez had previously been uncooperative. Dr. Maravilla, having known him in the past, requested to speak with him before further interrogation attempts. Request was approved. <Begin Log> Dr. Maravilla: Good afternoon, Guillermo. PoI-0171: Will! Man, I haven't seen you in forever! How are you? Dr. Maravilla: I'm good, thank you. PoI-0171: So… figures you'd be working here, I guess. Dr. Maravilla: What's that supposed to mean? PoI-0171: Come on. Of all of us, you were always the science-y one. Remember when you helped Matt with his volcano in seventh grade? Dr. Maravilla: Oh yeah, that was a good one. Then Mrs. Salinas made us clean the classroom. PoI-0171: At least me and Armando helped you guys out, we didn't just strand you. Dr. Maravilla: Ah, good times. PoI-0171: Yeah, man. Dr. Maravilla: So, tell me. What really happened at the gallery? PoI-0171: (agitated) It wasn't me, you already know that. Those uncool bastards stole one of my unfinished canvases and were gonna use it as part of some stupid exhibition. Course they didn't really understand what I was doing with it, so that's probably what caused the whole mess in the first place. Dr. Maravilla: Why were you at the location, then? PoI-0171: To get the canvas back, duh. Me and Miguel were all set to sneak into the exhibition, had it all planned, then we see a guy running and screaming with a flaming turtle shell on his head like a helmet, and that's when everything went to hell. Dr. Maravilla: The explosion? PoI-0171: Yep. Hey, I dunno if you're allowed to tell me or if you know, but did you guys get ahold of Miguel too? Dr. Maravilla: We only apprehended you and two AWCY members, but in the chaos a lot of people escaped. Let's talk about something else. PoI-0171: Fine. Dr. Maravilla: Tell me about "Dream a Better Dream". PoI-0171: Oh, you've got that one in here too? Dr. Maravilla: Yes. PoI-0171: Oh man, that's one of my favorites. Want me to tell you the secret, hidden meaning? Dr. Maravilla: Actually, yeah, please do. I'm really curious now. What do the dinosaur and dragon symbolize? PoI-0171: First, I wanna know what you think. Dr. Maravilla: Me, personally? I'm not really an art crit person. I don't see all that deep stuff. PoI-0171: Precisely. Just tell me what you saw. Dr. Maravilla: It's just really cool shit. PoI-0171: Exactly! You… you're the kind of person who gets it! Dr. Maravilla: You didn't mean for there to be any deeper meaning? PoI-0171: No no, there is meaning. Here, let me explain. Dr. Maravilla: I'm all ears. PoI-0171: In art class, they said that the key to good art was "what emotion do you want the audience to experience?" (PoI-0171 makes quote signs with his fingers.) Dr. Maravilla: Yeah, I've heard that before. PoI-0171: Well, for this one, it's really simple. The emotion I wanted to inspire with this painting is exactly what you said: "Cool!" Nothing more, nothing less. Dr. Maravilla: (chuckles) Well, you definitely succeeded. But please, explain the anomalous properties. PoI-0171: Oh, yeah, those. That was fun. Heard a bunch of those stuffy critics at the gallery were, ah, affected. Must've been hilarious. Dr. Maravilla: I don't think they saw it that way. PoI-0171: Come on, they all probably grabbed some Tums or Pepto or something on the limo ride home, God knows there's so many pharmacies up and down the Strip. They're all fine now, I promise. Dr. Maravilla: So tell me why you put the effect in. PoI-0171: I mean, yeah, there's issues in the world. Bad stuff happening everywhere you look. But the world isn't all bad. The sky isn't falling, no matter what the news might say. Dr. Maravilla: (takes a sip of water) PoI-0171: But that negativity shit doesn't need to be in your art! Me? I see art as an escape. A way to look at better worlds, at brighter days. Art is infinite. Why chain it down? Dr. Maravilla: Is this why you paint? PoI-0171: This is why I paint. I want to inspire a sense of wonder. A breath of fresh air. Dr. Maravilla: Hence the dinosaur and dragon? PoI-0171: I thought, "what would ten-year-old me think was the coolest thing ever?" and then painted exactly that. Dr. Maravilla: I mean, I agree. If it weren't anomalous, I'd hang it on my office wall. PoI-0171: Aw, thanks man. Dr. Maravilla: But please, go on. PoI-0171: People who get affected, it's cause they've lost their inner child. They can't see just the top layer of things, they gotta inject their views into everything. Sucks the fun out of it. Dr. Maravilla: I agree, actually. PoI-0171: Yeah? You're one of the few I've seen. It's why they wouldn't let me into Are We Cool Yet years back. Too obsessed with 'sending a message'. Like they're the Joker or something. But not everything has to send a message, right? Sometimes we just need something simple, something cool for the sake of cool. Dr. Maravilla: Explain the part where it goes in your dreams. PoI-0171: You saw them, right? Dr. Maravilla: What? PoI-0171: You saw the painting and dreamt of them, didn't you? Dr. Maravilla: I did, yes. PoI-0171: And? What did they tell you? Dr. Maravilla: (sighs) The dinosaur told me she was proud of me, told me to keep following my dreams. She told me what I was doing was worth it. She told me that yeah, I'm making a difference, and don't ever forget that. PoI-0171: And the dragon? Dr. Maravilla: He told me not to worry. He said that what happened to my dad wasn't my fault. He said… PoI-0171: It's OK, Will. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. Don't be afraid to look at the painting again, if they let you. Dr. Maravilla: Thanks, man. Tell me why the dreams happen in the first place. PoI-0171: You'd have to ask the beings themselves. I don't know where these two came from, but they've got minds of their own. Dr. Maravilla: You didn't create the entities? PoI-0171: Sort of. I put them there, but I don't control what they say. Everyone hears what they need to hear, they tell me. Dr. Maravilla: Then how do- PoI-0171: It's more of a, how do I put this. As I made the painting, they were already there, I just helped to give them a form. Dr. Maravilla: When did they appear in your dreams? PoI-0171: They only showed up in my dreams once, the night before I finished the painting. I can't remember any details, but there's one line they said together that's burned into my brain. (PoI-0171 takes a deep breath.) "Our eyes and yours look upon the same stars. We could take your hand, and others', if you would just reach up once more, like you used to." Dr. Maravilla: Wow. PoI-0171: I know, right? Dr. Maravilla: But what does it mean? PoI-0171: Hell if I know. (PoI-0171 laughs.) Dr. Maravilla: It's nice, though. PoI-0171: Yeah. It was nice catching up, Will. Take care of the painting for me. Dr. Maravilla: Will do. We'll be sending you back to interrogation shortly. I'll vouch for you, of course, do you agree to cooperate? PoI-0171: Whatever. I don't suppose you'd give me back the charred canvas if you ever found it, right? Dr. Maravilla: You know how it is here. PoI-0171: I'm messing with you, dude. Dr. Maravilla: It was good to see you again, Guillermo. PoI-0171: You too, Will. Any last questions? Dr. Maravilla: One last thing. PoI-0171: Shoot. Dr. Maravilla: The composition of the painting. Those specific dyes have never been synthesized or described before. How the hell did you do that? PoI-0171: I'd think you of all people would realize that chemistry is as much art as it is science. Stay cool, Will. <End Log> Closing Statement: Further investigation of the scene and interrogation of the captured AWCY members proved PoI-0171 innocent in the aforementioned incident. However, PoI-0171 managed to escape Foundation custody through unknown means shortly after interrogations were concluded. His current whereabouts are unknown. Requesting permission to conduct extended testing on SCP-3435. -Dr. Maravilla Denied. There is nothing more to be learned from it. In fact, your excessive involvement with this anomaly and the POI responsible already borders on the unprofessional, and if he hadn't provided valuable intel on AWCY activity before vanishing you'd be on the disciplinary watchlist already. Remember what's really important here. -Personnel Director Acosta. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3435" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3435. 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-3436 | safe | close Info X SCP-3436: ABE Author: $sc(rn)p$ (More from this author.) Images Used: Main A still of SCP-3436, pre-enclosure, taken from video feed during initial reconnaissance. An abrupt, barb-like projection can be seen at the apex. Item #: SCP-3436 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3436 is contained within a 70 m × 85 m, 172 m tall concrete building, which acts as a provisional site (Provisional Site 3436). The building is designed to blend inconspicuously with the surrounding metropolis. Access into the building is exclusive to the Site Director and accompanying Engineering and Technical Service Department Class C/D personnel who have been consented (Form 3436-A) and briefed to Level 2 security clearance. There is no known safe method by which to rescue those who physically encounter SCP-3436. No aspect of SCP-3436 is to be touched, neither by direct nor indirect means. The Site Director has been authorized by the Ethics Committee to utilize euthanasia procedures as deemed appropriate for those who have come into contact with SCP-3436 and who have yet to experience atmospheric buoyant events. Description: SCP-3436 is a 166 m tall free-standing structure in Lower Manhattan, New York City, New York, USA. It is dark grey in color, has vermiform massing, features an apical barb-like projection, and is made of an undetermined material that visually resembles steel. Evidence suggests SCP-3436 was constructed by the avant-garde art collective Are We Cool Yet? (AWCY?) in 1994. The identities of the author(s) and any involved patrons are not known. Individuals who make direct or indirect physical contact with SCP-3436 and then cease said contact will begin to accelerate upwards at rate of approximately 3.14 m/s2 until the height of SCP-3436 is reached. After this point, the object is accelerated dramatically, and is beyond the scope of the unaided eye within seconds. Events of this nature are referred to as atmospheric buoyant events, or ABEs, and the boundary demarcated by the height of SCP-3436 is referred to as the event threshold. Selected Supporting Documents: + Evidence Regarding Origins - SCP-3436-i A 50 cm x 30 cm x 15 cm sculpted rhombohedron, designated SCP-3436-i, rests 1 m from the base of SCP-3436. SCP-3436-i is assumed to be made of an identical material as SCP-3436, and thus to possess identical inertial properties as well; testing to corroborate this conjecture has been deemed unnecessary. SCP-3436-i features a plaque on its largest face that contains an inscription in the French language. Below is a reproduction of SCP-3436-i, translated from the original French. Revelation Claw • The sinew of God. The living-and-dead will rise into the sky and become open to the embrace of Christ. 10.28 seconds is a brief tribulation compared to what awaits those who remain. You are welcome. The series of statements loosely fits the format of an AWCY? Project Proposal. Given that the original Project Proposal for SCP-3436 would have been presented to an intended patron prior to its completion, it is likely that the author intended SCP-3436-i as either an additional proposal to those who read it, or a meta-proposal intended for the religious deity it endorses. + Security Clearance Level 2 - Selected Test Logs Test Log – 02 – May 12–24th 1994 Abstract: The initial purpose of this study was to collect material samples from SCP-3436 for analysis. A secondary purpose of this study was introduced; to investigate the inertial properties of SCP-3436 with respect to the transfer of momentum. Dismantling and/or relocation of SCP-3436 subsequently became a tertiary goal. Results: May 12, 1994 Time: 0340 - Four Class D personnel are instructed to comb the proximity of SCP-3436 and locate trace materials with appropriate equipment. Trace materials of SCP-3436 were suspected to have been identified near the base. Personnel instructed to collect. Result: ABE x 3, complete ascent. No materials retrieved. Time: 0400 - The remaining Class D person acting outside Foundation orders throws a rock which impacts SCP-3436. Result: ABE x 1, complete ascent. May 19, 1994 Time: 2302 - Remote girth measurement utilizing a monocular reticle suggests SCP-3436 may be felled given sufficient force. Two Class D personnel (D1 and D2) are asked to perform demolition maneuvers upon lower segments of SCP-3436 with two armored D9R continuous tracked tractors modified with substantially reinforced blades and added tonnage. They approach SCP-3436 from the south as to avoid SCP-3436-i and to ensure safe felling. Result: ABE x2. Both ascents impeded by the roofs of the D9Rs. The driver-side window of D2's D9R was lowered at the time of the event; D2's body moved laterally along the roof, then out the window with subsequent and complete ascent. D1 was fully enclosed in the vehicle and found as pomace1. The doors of D1's D9R were opened by recovery personnel, one of whom was contacted by D1's remains as they responded to the newly introduced egress from the D9R; ABE x1, complete ascent, followed by complete ascent of D1's remains. Two heavily-modified D9Rs retrieved. May 24, 1994 Time: 0025 - Two Foundation operatives are instructed to pilot unmanned aerial vehicles (UAVs) to the base of SCP-3436 to collect via negative pressure the previously detected trace materials, presumably originating from SCP-3436. Materials are located and authorization is given for collection. Result: ABE x2. Unimpeded, complete ascent of two pilots. Two UAVs retrieved. Conclusions/Discussion: The presented attempts to influence, analyze, and dismantle SCP-3436 are unsuccessful. Relocation is deemed infeasible. Indirect physical contact has been confirmed to precipitate ABEs. Organic matter that is the cause of an inorganic material's contact with SCP-3436 precipitates ABEs that involve only the causal organic matter. ABEs can only be interrupted/delayed and not ceased. If a barrier is encountered during an ABE, the ascent is interrupted. The organic matter will move laterally along the interrupting surface and towards any negative space in the barrier. If there is no such space, the organic matter becomes stationary at the maximum achievable elevation in wait for continued ascent. During this time, the organic matter experiences compaction pressures disproportionate to those predicted by classical mechanics; the pressures ostensibly exceed the human body’s ability to remain structurally sound, resulting in complete musculoskeletal collapse. It is debatable and outside of the scope of this study as to whether an intentionally impeded ascent is more humane than an unimpeded one. Recommendations for a complete enclosure for SCP-3436 will be deferred to the Ethics Committee. Tests that require the proximity of personnel are highly discouraged and it will be recommended to Research by this committee that no such tests are considered for approval. Test Log - 04 - June 14, 1994 Abstract: A numerical estimation of temperatures and stresses SCP-3436 is capable of withstanding is approached in this trial. All personnel decisions and thermo-mechanical methodologies were approved by on-site containment specialist Dr. Robert Goleman PhD and carried out by certified, Class C researchers and research technicians. A thermal field was engendered at the base of structure and physical contact with SCP-3436/-i was strictly avoided. To estimate the depth of SCP-3436's purchase into the terrain, ground penetrating radar is used to infer root dimensions, geometry, and approximate torque resistance. Results: The base withstood temperatures orders of magnitude higher than the literature demonstrates regarding the apparent material. Researchers estimate that the thermal energy needed to dematerialize the base of SCP-3436/-i would exceed current means of energy production. Test discontinued. Conclusions/Discussion: In light of SCP-3436/-i's tolerance to advanced thermal energies, the structural integrity of SCP-3436/-i cannot be determined and will no longer be pursued. GPR suggests no perceivable terminus to SCP-3436/-i's subterranean dimensions. With limited data, tunneling cannot be suggested or justified for excavation and relocation. + Security Clearance Level 3 - Incident 3436-2a On 07/04/1994, a civilian trespassed upon what was then the construction site for the enclosure currently around SCP-3436, attempted to climb the structure, and experienced an unimpeded ABE. That day, several eyewitness accounts from commercial airline ██████ █████ Flight #████ reported without inconsistency visualizing a rapidly ascending object, hereafter designated SCP-3436-2a, at approximately 40° 50' 13.3728'' N and 73° 51' 55.5588'' W. Individuals of testimony were covertly quarantined and treated with the proper amnestics, then reconnoitered by field agents, as is standard procedure. Dispatched Foundation aircraft located the figure, which had become stationary at approximately 5,900 meters. Pilots reported via telecommunications of a subject with gross human anatomy. Upon more detailed inspection, SCP-3436-2a's topography was interrupted by an incomplete, saggital bisection. What were inferred to be SCP-3436-2a's lungs could be seen expanding rhythmically as if ventilating, despite the non-intact central nervous system and the exposed thoracic cavity. Available data could not ensure that SCP-3436-2a was safe for mechanical acquisition and transfer, and so the figure was incinerated and never recovered for further study. Footnotes 1. The pulpy matter remaining after some other substance has been pressed or crushed. |
SCP-3437 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3437 Special Containment Procedure: Due to its nature it is currently impossible by current technology and function to properly contain SCP-3437. Usage of Class-Z mnestics may be distributed to researchers experimenting with SCP-3437. Any personnel with a probable cause to access instances of SCP-3437-2 may do so, but only with permission from the three Class-4 personnel, and at least one Class-4 person overseeing the handling and usage of SCP-3437-2. All instances of SCP-3437-1 must be kept in standard humanoid containment or reclassified as a Class-D and admitted into the Class-D database. All instances of SCP-3437-2, labeled as SCP-3437-2-aaa through SCP-3437-2-zzz, are to be kept in a storage warehouse at Site-205. If usage of any instance of SCP-3437-2 is required by the Foundation, permission from at least two Level-4 personnel is required. Guards are to patrol the perimeter of the storage containing all instances of SCP-3437-2. Protocol-Null-00 is to be activated by vote of the O5 Council. During Protocol-Null-00, only personnel approved by the O5 Council may leave Sites, otherwise all Sites are to go into immediate lock down. All Class-D personnel are to be kept within their respective cells and may not be permitted to leave unless administered Class-B amnestics. Procedures for Protocol-Null-00 is restricted on a need-to-know basis; only O5 members and Class-A and Class-B personnel are allowed to view the procedures. Any non-approved personnel attempting to view Protocol-Null-00 should be detained by guards and administered Class-B amnestics. Description: SCP-3437 is a metaphysical entity that expunges and censors information. It mainly censors information about itself, but it has also been noted to expunge information other than about itself. Such incidents range from deleted Foundation spreadsheets, official government records, to the whereabouts of Dr. █████'s car keys. It has been hypothesized that SCP-3437 may have originated around the same period as the emergence of sapience and complex thought, expunging information that SCP-3437 itself deems anomalous or 'dangerous' in nature. Information is not limited to human thought, as it has also been noted to expunge entire physical entities (as described in Report-3437-5ta77p2 (Archive File-5ta77p2 Elemental Extermination)). An instance of SCP-3437-2 (Mb7), documented at Site-205 SCP-3437-1 instances are humans. They typically lack official records or are identified as missing persons. SCP-3437-1 entities appear to be agents of SCP-3437, equipped with unknown technology (hereby classified as SCP-3437-2) and are capable of apparently anomalous behaviour and function. During Incident-3437-Alpha, it was found that there were a total of 6,872 instances of SCP-3437-1 found across all Foundation Sites. SCP-3437-2 instances equip SCP-3437-1 with a powerful antimemetic property, rendering them completely undetectable except to other instances of SCP-3437-1 equipped with similar mnestic-based technology. It has been hypothesized that instances of SCP-3437-2 are anomalous in nature, or is so technologically advanced it is capable of producing an antimemetic field around SCP-3437-1 or other operators of SCP-3437-2. Currently Foundation researchers are investigating and attempting to reverse engineer instances of SCP-3437-2. Addendum Incident-3437-Alpha Report Preview Foundation algorithms, particularly the recently developed AIID ("Uni Stud"), have been detecting odd amounts of anomalous behavior regarding information. It appears, through deep neural analysis, that information on the internet was being summarily deleted rapidly. Algorithms could not find any history of any user deleting or altering the text. Deeper investigation yielded inconclusive results. Interviews showed that no subject seems to recall said information, despite some being on commonly visited websites. Protocol-Null-00 The O5 Council, upon hearing of this incident, conducted a vote to on whether to activate Protocol-Null-00 with votes ██ and ██, results in favor of activating Protocol-Null-00. On 0█/██/20██, 3 days before after Incident-3437-Alpha, Protocol-Null-00 initiated. Procedures to Protocol-Null-00 can be found [DATA EXPUNGED]. After 5 days, Protocol-Null-00 was completed, and SCP-3437 was discovered. During Protocol-Null-00, a total of ███ casualties from Foundation agents, ███ from governmental entities and organizations and a ██ total civilian casualties. Overview On 1█/██/20██, approximately 12.5 terabytes of information was distributed among countless nations' and organizations' databases. A total of 3,148 entities (including corporations, governments and the memories of people scattered across 100 countries) received a percentage of the 12.5 terabytes of information. In total the Foundation received around 550 gigabytes worth of information among databases across all Sites. SCP-3437-1 On 1█/██/20██, the initial incident, a total of ██,███ SCP-3437-1 were discovered (throughout the world, only 6,872 were found in Foundation Sites). It appeared that when the information leakage during 1█/██/20██ occured, it also revealed/disabled the technology that allowed instances of SCP-3437-1 to remain antimemetic, therefore revealing them in their entirety. In total, around 7,000 instances of SCP-3437-1 were terminated upon the interruption of their antimemetic cloaks. During Protocol-Null-00, any who were not executed were captured and sent to Foundation Sites. The following reports are information extracted during Protocol-Null-00, including ones extracted from hard drives. Some came in raw text format, others came as pictures of some kind. A large quantity of cognitohazardous and infohazardous files were also collected during Protocol-Null-00, such information can only be viewed under approval by the O5 Council. Note: The information and reports noted here are in English as it appears to be the predominant language used in the files, though other articles from different languages have also been found. Some are in modern languages, some written in Latin and other files written in unidentifiable languages. +Report-3437-221ga7t -Report-3437-221ga7t ARCHIVE FILE File No. 221ga7t Security Level: Black Triple Red If you are reading this and do not possess sufficient clearance, exit immediately or risk being totally expunged Operational Overview By order of the Grand Censorman, Operation Imposed Will should commence. If you are involved with Operation Imposed Will and you have any complaints, questions or suggestions, visit the Archive Resources. The Grand Censorman has been recently notified by Eyes, Ears and Soul that anomalous thoughts have been appearing sporadically and increasingly in the past few months. The Grand Censorman has already conducted a meeting with the High Cabinet to decide the proper course of action. It was later decided that free will and free information and thought can no longer be trusted as a non-destructive force. Operation Imposed Will aims to use Level-Black memetics designed to be rapidly transferred throughout a mass population to achieve a mass influence of thought. Imposed Will Memetic Containment and Distribution The memetic agent (code name Palace) will be inoculated into patient zero; from there, patient zero will transmit Palace via cognitive-based spreading. Anything that senses patient zero in any way will also possess Palace. There will be multiple instances of Palace, each planted in a different continent. For those areas of human isolation, Archive agents will track down and inoculate such cases. Palace, once within a host, will expunge any information that it finds anomalous. This will not work with anomalous texts, only with thought (for information on censoring anomalous text, search for Operation Dark Age). Expunged information will then be stored into the Archive and… Part 1 of 5 The memetic agent known as Palace still continues to expunge information, though instead of 'storing' it into the 'Archive' (the Archive believed to be SCP-3437), the information now simply disappears. Whereas the 12.5 terabytes contain what appears to be every expunged thought/piece of information, no new information has been detected by Foundation algorithms to appear since Incident-3437-Alpha. Research into the "Grand Censorman" and "Eyes, Ears and Soul" is currently underway. +Report-3437-5ta77p2 -Report-3437-5ta77p2 ARCHIVE FILE File No. 5ta77p2 Security Level: Black If you are reading this and do not possess sufficient clearance, exit immediately or risk being totally expunged Overview Eyes, Ears and Soul has recently made a discovery regarding a certain type of information. It appears that Item-2099, currently quarantined by Archive agents on the Archive sanctuary in the Pacific Ocean, displays anomalous properties no matter what form it takes in. It has been causing trouble, such that international scientists and governments are beginning to notice the Archive sanctuary. Currently, nobody has attempted to reach the sanctuary, but the Archive cannot use this time to do nothing. The Grand Censorman has called for research on totally expunging Item-2099. Information Update Elemental Extermination has been completed. All research may be redirected back towards other operations. Item-2099 is no longer an issue. If any other type of physical information were to behave in such a manner again, contact Archive Resources and submit an urgent request. +Interview Logs -Interview Logs Interview Log 1█/0█/20██ Dr. L███: Greetings D-425531. D-425531: Hey. Dr. L███: So D-42553— D-425531: Yeah, yeah, get on with it. Dr. L███: <Pauses for a moment> Can you, tell me about what you do? D-425531: Me? I was a High Censorman. Put capitals on High and Censorman. I know you're recording this. Dr. L███: Hm? D-425531: Oh don't give me that bullshit. I've censored enough of your interviews to know what you're trying to do here. Dr. L███: How do you "censor" these interviews? All the interviews we have seem to be in order; they don't appear to be "censored". D-425531: No, you wouldn't know because I've censored them. Dr. L███: Care to elaborate? D-425531 remains silent. D-425531: No. Dr. L███: Ok, thank you D-425531. D-425531 was largely cooperative in other interviews, only holding back information about the "Grand Censorman", though the fact that D-425531 was a "High Censorman" likely means that D-425531 may wish to not confide any 'important' details. Interview Log Dr. L███: Hello D-437218. D-437218: WHAT HAPPENED TO RENEGADE? Dr. L███: Renegade? D-437218: THIS CAN'T HAPPEN! RENEGADE WAS A SUCCESS! Dr. L███: Can you please explain what Renegade is? D-437218: THE GODDAMN LIBRARY BURNED THE ARCHIVE DOWN DIDN'T THEY?! Dr. L███: The Library? D-437218: IF IT WASN'T THE LIBRARY IT WAS YOU [EXPLETIVE REDACTED] WASN'T IT? Dr. L███: We do not know who did what, perhaps you can explain? D-437218: DO NONE OF YOU KNOW ANYTHING? Dr. L███: <Dr. L███ sighs> Guards? D-437218 begins screaming incoherently. Dr. L███: GUARDS? D-437218: HOW DID YOU EXPUNGE THE INFO? YOU CAN'T EXPUNGE ARCHIVE FILES! D-437218's mention of 'Renegade' has not been found in any reports from SCP-3437. It may be possible that not all information may have been leaked during Incident-3437-Alpha. Foundation operatives are currently, as of writing, still searching for mentions of 'Renegade' and its connection with SCP-3437. When D-425531 was asked about 'Renegade' in an interview, he simply noted that "it was leaked with the rest of the information" and noting before the interview ended "I have no idea what happened though, Renegade was a success". Note: The file on 'Renegade' was located and is now attached below. +4/BASILISK (Renegade.docx) ACCESS GRANTED ARCHIVE FILE File No. z92gAt8 Security Level: Black Penta Red If you are reading this and do not possess sufficient clearance, exit immediately or risk being totally expunged URGENT! Contact Archive Directory if a solution is found! This File is being made accessible to all Archive members as an apocalpyse scenario is imminent. Situation Overview Eyes, Ears and Soul has recently discovered that large quantities of Archive Files are having their information expunged. It is Archive policy to never censor the Archive's own information, only restrict to certain members. Files ranging from g000001 through g999999 have had either the entirety or key parts of information completely expunged. The Archive storage do not appear to retain any information regarding these expunged files. Archive researchers have hypothesized a Class-Penta Antimemetic entity (the Archive is classified as a Class-Quadra Antimemetic entity) to be responsible. Class-Penta was a theoretical classification, but due to current events is being used. It appears that the Class-Penta entity (from now on referred to as Item-Null) acts as a complete information void. Unlike the Archive, which expunges and stores it, Item-Null completely obliterates the information. 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SCP-3438 | safe | Item #: SCP-3438 Special Containment Procedures: Centerpoint Park is to be closed under the guise of landscaping renovations on the nights of July 17th, 19th, 20th, 25th, and 26th every year. During those nights, Foundation agents are to be disguised as construction workers and instructed to patrol the exterior of Centerpoint Park in order to dissuade unauthorized persons from attempting to enter the park. In the event that an unauthorized person enters Centerpoint Park during the designated closure times and comes into contact with either SCP-3438-A or SCP-3438-B, they are to be apprehended and administered Class-A amnestics, before being released outside of the park. Centerpoint Park (Image taken 2/6/1989) Description: SCP-3438 is a self-contained1 temporal loop affecting Centerpoint Park in Nashville, Tenessee, USA. The temporal loop begins at 7:15 pm local time on July the 17th and ends at 2:41 am local time on July the 26th. The event occurs yearly and has been documented since 1964. It is unknown when exactly SCP-3438 first began to manifest, though it is theorized to have been between 1949 and 1961. Within the popular culture of Nashville, Tenessee, Centerpoint Park is an unofficial location for 'lost lovers' to reconnect and is visited by over 2,000 unique individuals per day. SCP-3438 involves two entities, a man and a woman, designated SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B respectively. SCP-3438-A and -B are dressed in clothing resembling the popular style of the late 1950s. SCP-3438-A and -B will manifest for 5 nights in the month of July. During this time, they will meander throughout the park while talking. Coming within 5 meters of SCP-3438-A and -B will cause them to demanifest until the next night in the cycle. Attempting to discern exactly what is being said also yields the same result2. It does not appear that interrupting SCP-3438 has any effect on the rest of its cycle or future cycles. It appears that while SCP-3438-B will begin every manifestation in the same way, SCP-3438-A will act differently. It is currently unknown to what extent SCP-3438-A and -B are aware of their cyclical nature, though SCP-3438-A has occasionally displayed behavior similar to that of pleading with SCP-3438-B towards the end of the event cycle, and seems to be faintly aware of his imminent demanifestation, displaying symptoms of anxiety and paranoia prior to doing so. Event Logs: Date: July 17th, 1992 Event Time: 7:15 pm Local Time Event: SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B manifest near the main entrance of Centerpoint Park and proceed to slowly walk down the main path. SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B appear to be cheerful and laugh often. After 10 minutes of walking and talking, SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B sit on a bench and continue to talk. They talk for another 60 minutes, after which they stand and depart with a hug and a kiss on SCP-3438-B's cheek, before spontaneously demanifesting. Date: July 19th, 1992 Event Time: 6:30 pm Local Time Event: SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B manifest near the main entrance of Centerpoint Park and embrace, before joining arms and walking down the main path. SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B appear to be cheerful and laugh often, with SCP-3438-B often leaning her head on SCP-3438-A's shoulder. SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B walk for another 30 minutes before sitting on the same bench from the July 17th event. Another 10 minutes pass and SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B stand, then proceed to light-heartedly dance. 5 minutes pass and SCP-3438-A kisses SCP-3438-B before lowering himself onto one knee and proposing. SCP-3438-B seems to enthusiastically agree. SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B embrace for 20 seconds before demanifesting. Date: July 20th, 1992 Event Time: 10:01 pm Local Time Event: SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B manifest near the main entrance of Centerpoint Park and embrace, before appearing to have a serious conversation. SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B begin to walk down the main path, SCP-3438-B walking with her arms clasped in front of her and her head down. SCP-3438-A appears concerned. After 20 minutes, SCP-3438-B stops walking and begins to cry. SCP-3438-A embraces SCP-3438-B for 2 minutes while seemingly speaking to SCP-3438-B. After another 4 minutes, they both demanifest. Date: July 25th, 1992 Event Time: 11:23 pm Local Time Event: SCP-3438-A and SCP-3438-B manifest on opposite sides of Centerpoint Park and walk to the bench from the July 17th and 19th events. SCP-3438-A stands with his hands in his pockets while SCP-3438-B talks with her hands clasped in front of her and her head down. After 5 minutes, SCP-3438-A appears agitated and raises his voice at SCP-3438-B. SCP-3438-B responds by turning around and walking back towards her manifestation point. SCP-3438-A remains still for another 2 minutes before demanifesting. Date: July 26th, 1992 Event Time: 2:07 am Local Time Event: SCP-3438-A manifests near the entrance of Centerpoint Park and walks slowly towards the bench from the July 17th, 19th, and 25th events. SCP-3438-A sits on the bench and places his head in his hands. 34 minutes pass before SCP-3438-A demanifests. Footnotes 1. Refering to the fact that SCP-3438 does not affect objects or persons located near or within it. 2. The use of sensitive microphones and lip-readers has proven ineffective. |
SCP-3439 | safe | SCP-3439 as it appears in photographs Item #: SCP-3439 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3439 is to be wrapped in a black cloth and placed in an envelope, with the front facing away from the opening. The envelope is to be stored in a dry, climate controlled archive room in the vault wing of Site-771. Any personnel working with SCP-3439 are instructed not to look directly at the object, and instead view it through a live feed display while handling. It is not advised for personnel exposed to SCP-3439 to receive any class of amnestic treatment. Description: SCP-3439 is a picture-postcard depicting a view of Oia village, on the Greek island of Santorini. The reverse side lacks any form of postmark or address, and has only the words “Wish. I was here”(sic) hand-written in black ink. These details have been confirmed by repeat photographic and video analysis. However, individuals viewing the object in person provide inconsistent accounts, with no two subjects having described similar images or writings, even when observed simultaneously. Any personnel who view SCP-3439 for too long becomes unresponsive, exhibiting deficits in attention and focus. Subjects describe feelings akin to melancholy which persists even when the object is removed. If left unchecked, this condition progresses into a deep state of depression. Personnel often report a strong desire to look at SCP-3439 again, with repeat viewings only enhancing these effects. Addendum 3439.1: Test Logs Forward: The following are examples of transcripts illustrating the anomalous properties of SCP-3439 + Test 3439/T1 - Test 3439/T1 Test 3439/T1 – 17/07/2002 Subject: D-77053 Procedure: Subject was instructed to look at the front of SCP-3439 and describe what they saw. Dr. ████ attending. <Begin Log> D-77053: What is this? Dr. ████: Just say what you see clearly into the microphone. D-77053: It’s a house. What more do you want? Dr. ████: Could you provide more detail? D-77053: It’s old? On the side of a mountain… green shutters… Dr. ████: How many houses can you see? D-77053: Just the one. Dr. ████: Do any of these houses happen to look like these? Dr. ████ shows the subject a photograph of SCP-3439 D-77053: What? No. What is that, Greece? This house is in Italy. Dr. ████: How do you know it’s in Italy? D-77053: Just the style of it. Those green shutters, the yellowing stone wall, the red roof. It looks just like Chianni… or at least, just outside of Chianni… Dr. ████: What else can you see? D-77053: …I know this place. My mother moved to somewhere similar with me and my brother many years ago. There used to be this swing set at the back where we played for hours… oh hey, there it is! Right on the corner, you can just make it out…. The Subject stares silently at SCP-3439 for a while Dr. ████: Continue your description. D-77053: It is that house… The very one we… Where did you get this? The Subject looks more closely at the object. D-77053: I haven’t been back there since… It looks just like I left it. As though Ma’ could walk right out of there… Was this taken recently? Dr. ████: We cannot disclose that information. D-77053: No it couldn’t have been. That’s her car out front. She was still driving… I never noticed how nice this house looked in the sun. It must be like just after noon. I can practically smell her cooking through that window. It smells like…. like… Dr. ████: Thank you, I think that will be enough. D-77053: No wait. Can I just look at it a little more? Dr. ████: That won’t be necessary. D-77053: No please! I haven’t seen them for so long. You gotta understand. Dr. ████: Return to your seat. D-77053: I’m only asking for a little longer! Please, I could almost see them walking round the corner! Please just give me that. Just that. Dr. ████: This test has been concluded. <End Log> Analysis: SCP-3439 appears capable of displaying images which hold emotional significance to the observer. Further testing is required to see if such an effect is unique to viewing the front of the object, and whether there is a pattern behind what the observer sees. + Test 3439/T2 - Test 3439/T2 Test 3439/T2 – 25/09/2002 Subject: D-88835 Procedure: Subject was instructed to look at the reverse side of SCP-3439 and describe what they saw. A line of questioning would follow to determine the connection between the subject and the illusion. Dr. ████ attending. <Begin Log> D-88835: Is this some kind of joke? Dr. ████: What do you see on the card? D-88835: I see writing. Dr. ████: Please recite what you see written. D-88835: To Jean, I know it’s cliché, but you truly have made me the happiest man in the world. Knowing you’re with me until the end, I have no fear, no dread, and no pain. Please live well after me. There is no need to worry. Salvador. Dr. ████: Does this mean anything to you? D-88835: Really? That’s what you’re asking? Dr. ████: Answer the question. D-88835: Fuck! Yes it means something! This message is for me, you know? Dr. ████: Who is Salvador? D-88835: He was… my partner. Dr. ████: Were you together long? D-88835: We only knew each other for a year… we were married for like two days. What was it, 20 years ago? Dr. ████: What happened? D-88835: It’s…. not a fun story. He had brain tumour or something like that. The timing of it was just terrible ‘cause he got the doctors notice five months in to our relationship… Dr. ████: Are there any other markings on the card? D-88835: There’s a date… February 2nd, 1985… The date he…. How did this? Dr. ████: Have you ever read a message like this before? D-88835: No, when we got married he had been in the hospital for a week. They were trying a new experimental therapy but it didn’t work. I was with him till…. I can’t do this. Dr. ████: Is there anything else written on the card? D-88835: No… That’s it… I think I just want to…. sorry. Dr. ████: Thank you, we’ll finish the interview here. <End Log> Analysis: It would appear that both sides of SCP-3439 are capable of subjective illusion. Interestingly, while the contents of either side is subjective to the observer, the front and the reverse sides never seem to switch. As with the image, the written content also contains a deep emotional context for the observer. Further testing is required to see if both sides of the object work in tandem or apart from one another. + Test 3439/T3 - Test 3439/T3 Test 3439/T3 – 30/02/2003 Subject: D-93366 Procedure: Subject was instructed to look at both sides of SCP-3439 in turn. Questions were provided to encourage detail and better determine the contextual significance of the illusions. Dr. ████ attending. <Begin Log> D-93366: Is this a postcard? Dr. ████: What can you tell me about it? D-93366: It’s nice, really fancy looking. You get this from Japan? Dr. ████: Describe what you see. D-93366: It’s a shrine, like the kind you see all over that country. It’s covered in red leaves, the whole picture is actually. Reminds me of that one time in autumn. Dr. ████: Tell us more about that. D-93366: Well… back in better days, I worked for this company who had a branch in Kobe. Dr. ████: Is that what you see in the picture? D-93366: No, this is Kyoto. No mistake about that… I only went there once but, you can’t forget a place like that. Dr. ████: What happened in Kyoto? D-93366: Nothing much. It was somewhere a friend wanted me to see. She said it would be a tragedy to leave without going at least once. Dr. ████: Tell us more about this friend. D-93366: There’s not much to tell. Her name’s Yurie and I’d often meet with her and her niece, Honoka. Really energetic kid, always jumping about everywhere. Dr. ████: How did you meet? D-93366: That was Honoka’s doing. I was sitting in the park when she ran up to me and started talking, just out of nowhere. Yurie ran up and apologised for her, and then we just talked. Dr. ████: Did you meet with them often? D-93366: Every now and again, sure. Being in a new country is really isolating. It was nice to have someone to meet up with the odd lonely weekend. Even if it was just to walk about watching over a child at play. Dr. ████: Would you consider her a close friend? D-93366: I think so. I did meet the rest of the family, Yurie’s sister and her sister’s husband. They even invited me to a big meal somewhere. It was nice… It was just… just nice. Honoka kept calling me big brother. I kinda liked it. I… I’d never been anyone’s brother before. Dr. ████: What happened next? D-93366: Well… You know how it is. The company I was working for went bust, and my visa along with it. I had to pack up and leave before I’d even been a full year. Two days before my plane, Yurie called me up and told me we were going to see Kyoto. It was just her this time. No Honoka. Dr. ████: Is that what you see on the postcard? D-93366: Actually… Yes. It looked just like this when we got there. Red leaves everywhere. Even looking at this picture… it’s like it’s right in front of me. Vibrant. But also kinda… sombre? Like something’s slipping away… Dr. ████: Did you ever return? D-93366: Couldn’t afford it. Once I got back work was impossible to find. Things got bad, one thing led to another and, well you probably have this all on file somewhere. Dr. ████: Could you turn the postcard over and state what you see? D-93366: …what is this? Dr. ████: What do you see? D-93366: It’s written in Japanese… really big characters all down the side. Dr. ████: Can you read them? D-93366: I… yeah. First part's a date. 1995, January, 19th. About two months after I left. Dr. ████: What else can you read? D-93366: It says… Dear big brother. Thank you for giving us happy memories. We are fine, but big sister is often sad even when she smiles. Looking forward to when you play with us again. …Please….don’t…don’t forget about us. Dr. ████: Is that everything? Subject does not respond. Dr. ████: Answer the question. D-93366: Oh… what? Dr. ████: Can you see anything else? Or is that everything? D-93366: No. that’s…that’s it. Dr. ████: Very good, please return the object. D-93366: Actually… do you mind if I keep hold of this? Dr. ████: We cannot allow that. D-93366: But… never mind. Subject returns the object. Dr. ████: Thank you for your cooperation. <End Log> Analysis: This data confirms that both sides of SCP-3439 contribute towards a particular life event or memory that is specific to the observer. One pattern that emerges is that the front displays a sentimental location, while the reverse side shows a message from someone connected to this location. The memories associated trend towards being bittersweet in nature. Further analysis is required. It may also be of interest to note that the date provided by D-93366 takes places a few days following the Great Hanshin Earthquake. The significance of this has yet to be understood. Addendum 3439.2: Follow-up Studies Since the initial testing, all civil documents pertaining to the D-class subjects involved have been reviewed and verified. All accounts support the information provided during the tests. This leads us to conclude that these memories were not in any way synthetic. Subjects D-77053, D-88835, and D-93366 have had noticeable changes in behaviour following the tests, acting more withdrawn, distant, and generally less responsive. The decision was made not to terminate these subjects in order to evaluate potential recovery methods. Individual reports are detailed below: + Subject D-77053 - Subject D-77053 Subject D-77053 requested to view SCP-3439 at any moment they were brought before a researcher. On the 8th May 2003, Subject D-77053 was finally granted this request on the condition that they were recorded speaking aloud what they saw on the reverse side. What follows is a transcript of this recording: 15th June 2000 Look after your brother. When I'm gone you're all he'll have left, and while I know you'll be ok, I am so worried for him. My time is short, I can feel it slipping away. Please, my children, keep each other strong. Look after one another. I love you both…so much. When questioned, the subject only had the following to say: I'm sorry Ma'… You were right… You know I used to hate it in there, always felt trapped… look at me now eh? Certainly escaped to better things didn’t I… I use to hate how cut off it was, how cold it got, how dark night was… But looking at this… All I can see is….warmth. That moment….that one moment. When everything was just… It feels so close now. Can I have a second? Just for this? Over the weeks that followed this session, the condition of subject D-77053 did not improve. Subsequent viewings were permitted, and even encouraged by active researchers. These repeat viewings did little to quell the subject's symptoms, and in fact triggered further depressive episodes. This all culminated on 15th June 2005 when [DATA EXPUNGED]2 + Subject D-88835 - Subject D-88835 During routine psychological assessment, Subject D-88835 made the following statement in response to the question. “How have you been feeling lately?” I can’t stop thinking about him… I’ve tried, but he’s always there, like some kind of ghost, following me about. I thought I was over this. I thought I got better… But now it’s happening all over again. There was going to be a vineyard in Spain, somewhere people wouldn’t bother us. Now I can’t look at a fucking grape without… But it was never this bad before! Subject D-88835 was treated with class D amnestics shortly thereafter, several weeks post exposure to SCP-3439. While the subject lost all memory of the object, and that any interview had been conducted, they instead reported a strange but overwhelming sense of loss and longing with no clear reason as to why. Subject D-88835 provided the following written statement during a psychiatric evaluation: There’s something missing. Like a hole in the back of my neck. I want to scream sometimes but I don’t know why. It’s like I live in a shadow now, and I want it to stop, I try to make it stop, I try so fucking hard all the time. I don’t feel like me. Something’s broken. It’s driving me crazy. Why won’t anyone say what’s wrong with me? In the weeks that followed, subject D-88835 became prone to violent episodes which increased in intensity and frequency over time. The subject is currently contained in a standard cell within the containment wing of Site-77 pending further investigation. + Subject D-93366 - Subject D-93366 Subject D-93366 was offered counselling by onsite therapists following on from the initial exposure. The subject has since been diagnosed with clinical depression. Notably, unlike other subjects, their symptoms have yet to progress to anything more severe. As such, the subject is cleared to abide by all standard D-class protocol. What follows is a log of one of their psychiatric sessions. Dr. Ris: What’s been on your mind lately? D-93366: I don’t really know anymore. I can’t get that card out of my head. It’s silly, I haven’t thought about this for years but now it’s like that’s all there is. Dr. Ris: If you had the chance, would you try to make contact? D-93366: It’s been almost 10 years. Do you think they’d even remember? Look at me. Do you think anyone’s going to want to deal with me now? I know what you guys call us. Disposable… Throw them in with the death traps and see what happens, don’t worry, no one will miss them…. Dr. Ris: You are providing a vital service to all of humanity. D-93366: Those red leaves… That’s the one thing I can't get out of my head. That day was so chilly. Told me she liked it better in Spring, when it got warm. I made a promise to her! I made a goddamn promise and now it's… everything’s just… too late. Whatever life that could have been… It’s too late. Dr. Ris: Is there anything you can think of that might make it easier for you? D-93366: …Let me read my card. Footnotes 1. These measures are put in place to prevent personnel from making unintended visual contact with the object. 2. This section has been removed following review by the Foundation Ethics Committee. |
SCP-3440 | euclid | SCP-3440, The Marvellously Macarbre Mechanical Marionette Matinee! ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: SCP-3440 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Entrance to SCP-3440, photographed through a pretermemetic filter Special Containment Procedures: All knowledge of SCP-3440 and its point of access must be restricted to personnel with 3440/2 clearance or higher. Any non-Foundation individuals capable of perceiving and accessing SCP-3440's entry point are to be detained, debriefed and amnesticized. Foundation agents embedded in the Civic Opera Building's security staff are to prevent unauthorized access to SCP-3440. By order of the Ethics Committee, instances of SCP-3440-A are exempt from experimentation. SCP-3440-A1 is the exception to this ruling, and no further attempts to disconnect SCP-3440-A1 from SCP-3440-B are to be made. As of incident 3440-01, SCP-3440-A1 is to be monitored continuously for the development of new properties, with any changes being reported immediately to the Site Director. Description: SCP-3440 is a dual-purpose entertainment and embalming facility of anomalous construction and operation located approximately ██ meters beneath the ground floor of the Civic Opera Building in Chicago, Illinois. It appears to have been constructed shortly after the Civic Opera Building itself opened on November 4th, 1929. SCP-3440 is accessed via an elevator in the basement of the Civic Opera Building. The elevator is protected by a perceptual anomaly that renders it undetectable to human subjects who do not have prior knowledge of SCP-3440's existence. This defence mechanism, combined with additional pretermemetic1 interference, prevented the Foundation from discovering SCP-3440 until being informed of its existence via an untraced phone call in 20██. The informant did not reveal their identity, but it is considered highly probable that they had some association with GoI-233. The main room of SCP-3440 is a three-story theatre built for an audience capacity of 1,044, with a makeshift mortuary found beneath the stage. Upon recovery, the theatre had suffered extensive damage, both from fire and brute force, with the forensic team believing that a riot or some similar violent altercation having occurred between 12-24 hours prior to their initial arrival. SCP-3440-A27, found with a name tag reading 'Old Gourdi' At the time of recovery, ███ embalmed corpses had been placed in the front rows of SCP-3440. These bodies have been designated SCP-3440-A. Many of these bodies have been identified as missing individuals from the Chicago area over the past 20 years (see Forensic Report 3440 for more information). Each body has had ten metallic filaments integrated into its nervous system via an unknown form of reinnervation. These filaments connect at the middle fingers, wrists, elbows, shoulders, and temples. Though the alloy the filaments are composed of remains unidentified, metallurgical analysis has shown it to possess anomalous electro-thaumic properties. These filaments appear to serve the purpose of conducting electro-thaumic signals from SCP-3440-B (see below) into the nervous systems of SCP-3440-A, allowing them to be controlled in a manner superficially similar to marionettes. Although biologically dead, aetheric resonance imaging has shown that [DATA EXPUNGED], speculated to be a form of Sheldon Class soul-trap. If this is the case, instances of SCP-3440-A would remain conscious and aware of bodily sensations. With a singular exception, the entirety of SCP-3440-A has had their filaments severed at random lengths. Most suffer from posthumous injuries. It has been speculated that when still connected to SCP-3440-B, SCP-3440-A were used in the conflict believed to have occurred shortly before discovery. Most of the cadavers were found dressed in circus attire, with two individuals in the front row being of particular interest. The first, SCP-3440-A2, is a male whose face has been surgically removed and reattached upside-down. The second, SCP-3440-A3, is a female who had been squeezed into a tight corset with her face covered in white greasepaint and crudely applied violet eye-shadow and lipstick. It is believed that these two individuals were intended to be effigies of PoIs 233-022 and -033, respectively. Both are believed to be prominent members of GoI-233. Investigation into whether any of the other cadavers were made into effigies of specific individuals associated with GoI-233 is ongoing. Cadaver found in the mortuary of SCP-3440, believed to be a botched or incomplete instance of SCP-3440-A To the left-hand side of the stage is a large metal cabinet, designated SCP-3440-B. This cabinet is covered in a copper patina that is anomalously resistant to removal and renders the cabinet impervious to all attempts at internal imaging. All attempts to open it by force have also failed. Despite being opaque to sonar, SCP-3440-B produces continuous ticking, whirring, and clanking noises while active. One thousand metallic filaments emerge from the top of SCP-3440-B and feed into an elaborate track system built over the stage. The track system contains 100 control bars where instances of SCP-3440-A can be connected via their filaments, allowing them to be moved about the stage. Attempts to integrate live humans, non-anomalous cadavers or other human analogues into SCP-3440-B have been unsuccessful. On the front facing side of SCP-3440-B is a control booth, containing ███ black wax cylinders engraved with electro-thaumic waves, designated SCP-3440-C. Placing an instance of SCP-3440-C into a receptacle labeled a 'thaumaphone' will transmit the signals along the filaments and into the bodies of any connected SCP-3440-A instances, causing them to act out a predetermined set of actions, typically some form of vaudeville performance (see Document-3440-01 for a complete list of SCP-3440-C instances and their effects). SCP-3440-B also contains a stage-facing device labelled an 'aetherscope', capable of recording the electro-thaumic waves of live actions onto a new instance of SCP-3440-C. If a cylinder of SCP-3440-C contains waveforms from multiple individuals, an analogue control panel can be used to determine which set of electro-thaumic waves goes to which instances of SCP-3440-A. This control panel also allows for a large degree of manual control over instances of SCP-3440-A. Upon initial recovery, there was a single instance of SCP-3440-A connected to SCP-3440-B, and has since been designated SCP-3440-A1. All attempts to disconnect SCP-3440-A1 have resulted in dangerous electro-thaumic discharges by its filaments. Similar discharges occur when researchers attempt to connect other instances of SCP-3440-A. SCP-3440-A1 is a Caucasian male, estimated to be approximately 40 years of age at the time of death. Subject is 165 cm in height and 45 kg in weight. Subject has dark brown eyes and hair, which at the time of death appeared to have been recently cut into a short finger wave style with a long handlebar moustache. The subject had also been dressed in an elaborate ringmaster's costume. At the time of recovery there was an instance of SCP-3440-C (designated SCP-3440-C1) loaded into the thaumaphone. Stuck to it was a note which read "To Essie. Enjoy the Show. ~ Icky and Manny." Activating SCP-3440-B with SCP-3440-C1 placed within the thaumaphone caused SCP-3440-A1 to enact the following performance: Humdee dum dum dum dum dum…huh? Audible gasp! (SCP-3440-A1 looks at audience in feigned horror, clasping its hands to its cheeks) The Essie P! You'll never take me alive! (pauses and checks its pulse) Well, I guess that's actually a foregone conclusion at this point, considering, but you'll still never take me! Ah ha ha ha ha! (while continuously cackling, SCP-3440-A1 runs off and completes a full circuit of the track system before returning to its starting position) Ah ha ha ha ha ha…huh? Curses and drat! Trapped by my own marvellous machine! How ironic. All right Essie, go on and do your worst! I'll never talk! No sir, not me! My secrets I'll take to the gra…oh, right. (SCP-3440-A1 twirls its moustache and taps its foot for approximately 5 seconds) Okay, you know what? I'll talk. But only on the condition that you promise to conduct all your experiments with this contraption on me alone, and leave all those poor souls out there in the audience to rest in peace. None of them could ever hope to match my natural showmanship anyway! We got a deal? Excellent! (SCP-3440-A1 tilts its head and wags a finger at the audience) Just remember Essie: if you break your word, Manny will know. Your first question is probably the most obvious: who am I. Why, I am none other than the infamous Herman P. Fuller, of Herman Fuller's Circus of the Disquieting. The story of my life is a long and nefarious one, so make yourselves comfortable. Sit back, relax, and treat yourselves to some of the blackest cotton candy this side of the River Styx! (SCP-3440-A1 produces a prop version of SCP-1921-A2 from its coat) No takers, eh? Ah well, you can't blame a stiff for trying. (SCP-3440-A1 places the prop back inside its coat while clutching its lapels and rocking on the balls of its feet) Born to wealth and privilege, as a young man I was inducted into a now defunct secret society (defunct because in an outing gone awry I tossed them to the wolves, literally) and I learned of the Ways between Worlds. I wandered them for many years, accumulated vast amounts of arcane knowledge, and acquired talents few mortal men would dare dream of. But then I committed my first horrendous, unforgivable crime! (whispering) I stole library books. Not just from any library of course, but The Wanderer's Library. And you know what cruel and unusual punishments the Library imposes on those who break its draconian rules, yes? They make them do an honest day's work! Filing, shelving…customer service! (shudders) Fortunately my various magical endowments make me less transmutable than most, so they had to settle for banning me. I haven't set foot in that or any other library since. They're too socialistic for my bourgeois sensibilities anyway. But of course, the centrepiece of my life has been the Circus. (The track system pulls SCP-3440-A1 around the stage in a circle, bobbing up and down in a manner similar to a carousel) Why a circus? Why not a militia of monsters, or a museum of mutations, or a milieu of mystics? Out of everything I could have done with my considerable resources and abilities, why start a travelling circus? To be perfectly frank, even back then I had no shortage of enemies, and keeping on the move was a matter of some necessity. But I would be lying if I said I didn't love the spotlight. It started with only a single genuine anomaly, believe it or not. I stole the Fiji Mermaid, and I did what that coward Barnum never had the balls to let me do; I brought it to life! It was an abomination, an insult to God Almighty, but by golly it brought in the crowds! Once I realized what a goldmine the Circus was, I started snatching up as many freaks as I could get my hands on. And what marvels I found; a street urchin with an upside-down face that hid his true talents, a singing sheet of music I gifted with human form, a race of eldritch horrors that just wanted to make people laugh! (SCP-3440-A1 is set back on the floor and takes off its hat and clutches it to its chest in an exaggerated display of sorrow) Those were the good old days, I tell you, when the world was still black and white (don't think I don't remember Essie). Freaks, dames, lesser men, they knew their place; or could be reminded of it easily enough. But of course, the world started changing. I did my best to keep the Circus from changing with it, but ever so gradually my beloved family started to squirm more and more under the heel of my boot. I had to start making examples of them, and I made this place so that I could still get some use out of their battered corpses - I mean, so that we could always be together. But no matter how hard you try to stop it things still change, and boy did I try. I made the Freewheelers, the Pennyfarthings, I even had Prometheus Labs whip me up a couple of goons I could use as 'Slave Catchers' and 'Union Breakers', but it didn't matter. Manny finally crossed a line I couldn't forgive and I was going to kill him, believe me I would have killed him… (SCP-3440-A1 punches at the air, causing it to spin around several times and twist the filaments. SCP-3440-A1 lifts its feet in the air and begins to spin in the opposite direction as the filaments untwist themselves) Oh god. Oh Jesus. This is making me dizzy. I would be sick if I wasn't already dead. Where was I? Oh yes, Icky. Icky, Icky, Icky, Icky, Icky. I took her in when she was nothing, saved her from a family that likely would've subjected her to electroshock treatments and an ice-pick lobotomy to suppress her deviant desires, and how did she repay me? She led an uprising to save the oaf, and stole my top hat while she was at it! Figuratively and literally! Seriously, who steals a top hat? The two of them hucked me into The Darkness Between Dimensions and took my Circus for themselves! (SCP-3440-A1 tosses its top hat up in the air, and a cane falls out of it. SCP-3440-A1 catches the cane and the hat lands back upon its head) But I escaped, and have been plotting my revenge for all these years! It didn't quite work out, as you can see. Now I'm strung up for all eternity as the star of my own show; Herman Fuller's Marvellously Macabre Mechanical Marionette Matinee! Poetic justice, or so they tell me, but I can still knock 'em dead! Hit it boys! (SCP-3440-A1 stands expectantly with its arms raised for several seconds before dropping them and looking around in apparent agitation) I said…oh goddamn it, those goody-two-shoes actually unhooked the band too? Okay, no big deal, I can do this A cappella (clears throat). (during this performance, the track system jerks SCP-3440-A1 around in time with the melody, with SCP-3440-A1 always attempting to move in the opposite direction and often pantomiming to the lyrics) Welcome, Welcome, Ladies and Gents. To a show I hope you'll never forget Watch as I dance this avant-garde minuet As a merry, merry marionette Oh a merry, merry, marionette To be held by strings is a very fine thing In fact, I could dream of nothing finer Strung from this grand machine of my very own dreams Truly, I'm an ingenious designer Though it's quite the feat standing on these feet But I'd hate for you to think I'm a whiner I'll stand proud and tall and dance for you all But golly, what I'd give for a recliner It ain't easy being a one-man string quartet My clothes are soaked in a very cold sweat I'd sell my own mother for one cigarette That's life as a merry, merry, marionette Oh, a merry, merry, marionette My body's stone cold, but I'll never grow old And I'm spared from the eternal hellfire I'm safe and sound, though forever earthbound And displayed for all to admire My soul I sold, my corpse does what it's told Controlled by these foul wires I feel every tug, but my brain's unplugged My situation is certainly dire Of my old self, I'm a mere silhouette They took every penny of my old assets To be perfectly frank, I'm very upset To be a merry, merry marionette Oh, a merry, merry, marionette Can't you see, this wasn't supposed to be me! These strings were meant for my underlings! They would live in fear of their puppeteer! A living death, unable to draw breath, enslaved to the whim of their King! But alas, I was foiled, I wasted my toil I should've got the hell out of town Instead here I've been hung, mummified and strung All 'cuz of Icky, the Magic Clown, and the Man Whose Face is Upside-Down. I've lost a rigged game of Russian Roulette Forced to perform forever to pay off my debts If I ever get free, I'll be hellbent On making them my merry merry marionettes4 Oh, merry merry marionettes Well Essie, I'm afraid that's the end of your personalized show, but don't worry; there's plenty more acts on those cylinders. Feel free to play them all as many times as you want. Repeatability is crucial for science, I've heard, and I deserve nothing less. Au Revoir, mon cher Essie. (SCP-3440-A1 blows the audience a kiss, takes a bow, and then falls limp and is supported only by its metallic filaments) Testing has shown that when SCP-3440-B is active without an instance of SCP-3440-C loaded into the thaumaphone, SCP-3440-A1 will produce a series of inarticulate screams. These screams vary each time and are not believed to be pre-recorded. This could indicate that SCP-3440-A1 retains some degree of control over its body, though if it is a Sheldon Class soul-trap that should be impossible. During these episodes, there is a noticeable increase in aspect radiation from SCP-3440-A1, as well as an average Hume rating of ██. Research into this phenomenon is ongoing. Incident 3440-01: On 10/31/20██. At ██:██ PM, when SCP-3440-B was both unpowered and inactive, SCP-3440-A1 was observed to laugh of its own accord for approximately thirty seconds, and then sing "I've Got No Strings" from Disney's Pinocchio. After this event SCP-3440-A1 was unresponsive to questions or stimuli, but it has since often been observed tracking researchers with its eyes while smiling. As a result of this development, SCP-3440 has had its Object Class upgraded to Euclid. Footnotes 1. Information which is selectively memetic or antimemetic depending on the nature of the recipients or circumstances. GoI-233 is believed to make extensive use of pretermemetic defences. 2. The Man with the Upside-Down Face, real identity unknown. 3. Icky the Magic Clown, believed to have originally been a girl named Veronica Mason of ██████████, ██, who was reported missing July 19th, 19██. 4. The electro-thaumic waves on the cylinder do not precisely match up with these two lines. It should also be noted that SCP-3440-A1's voice abruptly changes to be significantly more enraged. |
SCP-3441 | safe | SCP-3441: Probability Trees 「Take A Chance」 Image Sources: 1) ptrees.png, made by me, CC0 Acknowledgements: Toa_Vine, for critique and recommending adjustments to the tone of the article. Golden506, for critique. Modern_Erasmus, for helping me flesh out this idea. MaliceAforethought, for critique. Captain Kirby, for in-depth critique on an associated tale that will likely never be completed. stormbreath, for critique. ratsy, for critique. TrapYeti , for critique. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} The effects of PR-O11 on a coin heavily biased to Heads Item #: SCP-3441 Special Containment Procedures: Site-66 cryogenically freezes all seeds produced by SCP-3441. An SCP-3441 orchard is located within Site-66 and maintains a current total of 131 SCP-3441 instances.1 Every month SCP-3441 instances are to be harvested for their leaves which are to be refined into Red-Wisp class substances. Red-Wisp class substances are to be stored in excess at Site-66. Description: SCP-3441 is an organism of the genus Camellia, most closely related to Camellia sinensis.2 SCP-3441 instances are visually similar to C. sinensis beside red discoloration of the leaves. Discoloration is due to presence of Substance PR-O11. Substance PR-O11 is a relatively chemically inert substance which, when ingested, induces a localized reality-bending effect in the subject. When ingested, Substance PR-O11 has a half-life of two hours. Substance PR-O11's reality altering effects occur as a probability deviation against expected results/values. Probabilities tend towards equal distribution, correlated with the exponential consumption of Substance PR-O11. Addendum A: Person of Interest Report: Viraj Singh Birth Name: Viraj Singh Title: Dr Profession: Medical Doctor Associated Persons: Urvi Singh - Wife (Deceased) Arti Singh - Daughter Reason for Interest: Dr Singh trained to be a general practitioner of medicine in the United Kingdom's National Health Service. Dr Singh's performance in aiding patients began to fall, prompting him to move to the United States of America. Using his medical knowledge, Dr Singh set up his own private sector health clinic "Singh's Hospice", caring for those thought to be terminally ill. Paradoxically, Singh's survival rates for these patients matches and in some areas, exceeds, his specialist peers. Update - ████/██/██: Survival rates assumed to be the effects of SCP-3441. Post interview and amnestication of Dr Singh, POI status revoked. Addendum B: Interview Transcript Interviewee: Dr Viraj Singh Interviewer: Reseacher ████ <Begin Log> ████: Hello there, Dr Singh. I'd like to ask you a few questions, is that alright? Singh: Yeah, I don't mind. Try and keep it short though, I've got patients to handle. ████: Of course. I'll try to cut to the chase. Why did you open up the hospice? Singh: I thought my skills would be better put in hospice care, rather than the NHS. I'd like to get to know my patients, rather than see them for five minutes. A branch retrieved from SCP-3441 is placed in front of Dr Singh ████: Do you recognise this object? Singh: Where did you find this? ████: We found it among your personal items. We believe you have been utilising this item to aid your patients. Is this correct? Dr Singh remains silent ████: When did you become aware of this plant's anomalous properties? Dr Singh sighs Singh: So, you're taking that plant away from me, aren't you? ████: Unfortunately, yes. Dr Singh pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs Singh: I figured it out years ago. I noticed a pattern emerging. When I tried to help someone who was almost certainly going to recover soon, they remained ill for weeks. When I walked, I would trip more often, things would break more easily. At first, I thought I was cursed. Dr Singh pauses Singh: But then I realised that I wasn't cursed, it only happened when I drank homebrewed tea from my pet plant. ████: How effective has the tea been in your medical performance? Singh: It gives and takes. If you use it on a person that's getting better they're more likely to become sick again. But the sicker the person, the more likely they are to be cured. This is why I opened a hospice, you understand? For those with a very, very low chance to live get the most benefit from the tea. Dr Singh picks up the SCP-3441 branch Singh: Before every procedure I took a cup of tea from this plant. I don't do anything more than give them their medicine, change their IV drips and clean their bedsheets. I've compared myself with other doctors, I don't do anything special. My patients live while theirs die. Dr Singh sighs and places the SCP-3441 branch down Singh: I can't tell where my skill starts and that plant ends. I don't even know if I'm qualified to be a doctor anymore. I don't think I deserve to be, at any rate. ████: Care to explain? Singh: Do you deserve to be a researcher, sir? How do you know? You prove it to yourself by reflecting on your projects. When you drink the tea your skill becomes irrelevant. You'll never know what parts were you and which parts were the plant. Dr Singh pauses briefly Singh: All I do now is care for people and pray that they live. Nothing fancy, nothing special. It's just luck. ████: If you seriously doubted your skills, couldn't you stop drinking the tea? Singh: I can't say I haven't thought about it, but how could I? I took an oath to try to help everyone to the best of my ability. Who do I decide to test it on? Tom, the child with leukaemia, bed-ridden for life? That kid's got more life in him than you or me. Or George, the old man with a brain tumor who can hardly speak? When he listens to you talk about your day, you know he cares. I could go on for days… Dr Singh pauses Singh: I can't put these people at risk for my own peace of mind. I'd sooner die myself. <End Log> Post-script: Dr Singh was released from Foundation custody and amnesticised after this interview. Dr Singh was returned to the United Kingdom and enrolled in his prior position. Dr Singh's business prospects in the USA have been shut down permanently and assets liquidated. Compensation has been sent to Dr Singh under the guise of tax errors, spanning over a decade as to not arouse suspicion. Update - ████/██/██: Observations of Dr Singh post-release have shown no deviations from the norm in terms of performance. Footnotes 1. Mobile Task Force Theta-4 ("Gardeners") has been assigned to investigate the possibility of more SCP-3441 orchards outside of Site-66. 2. Commonly known as the "tea plant", "tea shrub" or "tea tree" |
SCP-3442 | keter | close Info X SCP-3442: Innovative and Synergistic Customer-Directed Actualization Author: Pedantique Author Page: Dr. Dentick's Personnel File Heron & Hound Commentary Corner: "This is right up your alley, isn't it, Dhole?" "I will not speak of it." "Why not? Isn't this the kind of thing that makes you drool? Think of all that money raining from the sky." "I do not drool, and I will not speak of it." "It's not like you try to hide being greedy. Weren't you fishing for pennies under a vending machine yesterday? Big companies are big business." "Enterprises beneath my flag do not fail, and I will not speak of it." "Fine. Have it your way." "I will. Follow suit, and do not speak so lightly of another's scripture." Item #: SCP-3442 Special Containment Procedures: MTF Delta-19 ("All the Keynes' Men") is to monitor business-focused magazines, management science conferences, and the personal websites of popular business gurus for evidence of SCP-3442 infection. The output of prominent academic presses is to be analyzed for information that may lead readers toward the realization of SCP-3442. Popular management information systems are to be compromised and automatically monitored for signs of large-scale reorganizations. The earnings reports of publicly traded companies are to be analyzed for statistically significant decreases in profit compared to the wider economy. Any online content containing at least 50% of an SCP-3442 instance is to be removed immediately, and individuals involved in uploading said content are to be questioned when possible. Individuals who demonstrate knowledge of SCP-3442 are to be administered a Class-B amnestic. Any infected organization is to be reorganized following employee treatment, preferably to the relevant industry's standard. Shrines constructed in the course of an SCP-3442 infection are to be dismantled and transported to Site-82 for processing. Non-critical Site-82 personnel are to be administered Class-C amnestics on a rotating basis to reduce the risk of intuitive infection. Description: SCP-3442 is a method of arranging entities1 within a larger organization. To date, only profit-focused organizations have been identified as being affected. No anomalous qualities or knowledge are necessary for the spontaneous conception of SCP-3442, which has been identified in 51 distinct forms. This organizational structure is extremely inefficient when judged by modern standards, resulting in decreased productivity within the range of 50-80% once implemented. This effect is consistent across a wide variety of businesses differing in size, specialty, and previous structure. Predictive analysis indicates that failure to contain a single SCP-3442 instance could lead to a complete collapse of the global economy within six months. A partial summary of traits shared by varieties of SCP-3442 follows: ALERT: INFOHAZARD RISK DO NOT CONTINUE IF YOU EXPERIENCE ANY OF THE FOLLOWING: PROPENSITY TO SPECULATE, INTENSE CURIOSITY, OR OBSESSIVE TIDINESS [OPEN SUMMARY] [CLOSE SUMMARY] 1. At least three entities are each subordinate to at least two other entities while simultaneously managing two separate entities. 2. At least five entities with overlapping or shared responsibilities that report to different managing entities. 3. At least one entity providing critical services exclusively to the entity managing its manager. 4. At least one instance of two entities being positioned to manage each other while being separated by no fewer than three intermediaries. 5. At least one entity is fired or dissolved in the process of reorganization. A separate entity with previously unrelated responsibilities is inserted into the former entity's position. Documents bearing text, diagrams, or other means of depicting the entirety of SCP-3442 condition observers to believe that the organizational structure is highly efficient, even in cases where individuals are unable to understand the structure itself. Similar effects are experienced by individuals who conceive SCP-3442 without external stimulus. Typical vectors of infection include board meetings, PowerPoint slides, and sessions of mandatory training. Organizations infected by SCP-34422 transition through three developmental stages: Stage 1: Infected organizations continue to operate normally during the transition process. Decreased efficiency is explained as a result of employees adjusting to the new structure. Motivational posters are disseminated physically and electronically in attempts to raise morale. The frequency of potlucks and other office parties increases at varied rates. Casual Fridays are implemented immediately in 94% of cases. This stage lasts approximately 3 months. Stage 2: Decreases in efficiency begin to plateau at this stage. Stockholders and other external figures are infected with SCP-3442 during justifications for structural changes. Reported thefts of office supplies increase steadily. The rate of absenteeism following lunch breaks increases at a similar pace. Anomalous activity occurs at above-average rates in the proximity of infected workplaces, typically in the forms of disembodied speech, spontaneous matter transmutation, and minor electrical abnormalities. This stage lasts approximately 4 months. Stage 3: Shrines composed of common office supplies are constructed in lobbies, gardens, and other public spaces. All SCP-3442 shrines contain a seat constructed from sheafs of documents, a spear formed by bound bundles of pens, and a water cooler. Organized ceremonies are conducted by employees during standard work hours, all of which incorporate the act of dosing water with ink prior to consumption. Regions containing SCP-3442 shrines experience above-average rates of mass hysteria, especially pertaining to economic issues. Inordinate drops in stock prices, runs on banks, and instances of sustenance looting have all been regularly observed in affected regions, even in cases where the infected organization is relatively unimportant. In addition to the increasing intensity of Stage 2 anomalous activity, rains of Roman siliqua3 occur frequently within the proximity of SCP-3442 shrines. No subsequent stage of infection has been observed. Theological analysis of services conducted during Stage 3 infection has failed to establish a clear connection to any known religion, cult, or other group of interest. Small-scale tests have failed to produce any further insight into the entity implied to exist during worship, despite expanded freedom to conduct services. Large-scale testing is in progress at Site-82. Addendum 3442-A (Interview Log 251): [OPEN ADDENDUM] [CLOSE ADDENDUM] Interviewed: Jeff Bronston, ███████████ Industries Accountant Interviewer: Agent Celena Athanas Foreword: Agent Athanas was undercover as a financial reporter at the time of the interview, investigating ███████████ Industries' headquarters in Athens, Greece. Interview translated from Greek. Agent Athanas: I'm sorry for taking up any more of your time, Mr. Bronston. I just had a few more questions for you. J. Bronston: It's no problem at all. If anything, it's nice to have positive press for a change, especially when it's about how efficient we're poised to become. Under our old system I might not have time to talk to you at all! Agent Athanas: Of course. Now, during our last interview you mentioned that I should speak to your boss about the specifics of your new corporate structure. I believe you said management wasn't your field of expertise? J. Bronston: I remember saying something similar. Agent Athanas: Now, I tried to follow up with the woman you mentioned, and she sent me to someone in HR, who directed me to the head of HR, who had been fired the week before. A note on her door sent me to Facility Maintenance, who directed me to someone in Customer Service, who sent me back to another person in maintenance. Then I went through something like 20 people along your production chain. The one at the end of all that was helpful enough to direct me back to you. J. Bronston: You didn't have to go to all that trouble. If you would take a look at our new- Agent Athanas: Just tell me one thing. How long have you been your own boss? J. Bronston: About three months now. It really is very efficient, like I was saying before. No need to wait for replies to my emails, being able to approve my own projects, you get the idea. Now, my new boss over in Health and Safety is still a pain in my ass, but it's all in the service of… would you like some aspirin? Agent Athanas: No, no. I was just realizing how this all is put together. It's innovative, to say the least. J. Bronston: Something like this would usually be proprietary information, of course, but I'm sure no one here thinks it should be kept from the rest of the world. Frankly, I've been thinking lately that everything would run much more smoothly if we could just get the word out. Just imagine a government, or even a society, put together like our little company. Agent Athanas: I'm sure our readers will be thrilled to learn about it. Thank you again, Mr. Bronston. Note: Agent Athanas activated her panic button five hours later, shortly after submitting her incident report. The text of her report has been deemed a Class-3 infohazard. Any incident follow-up should be directed to the newly-formed Site-82 Senior Operational Management Division-16-Samekh for processing. Footnotes 1. Individuals, departments, component businesses, etc. 2. 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SCP-3443 | esoteric-class | Item #: SCP-3443 Special Containment Procedures: Owing to its complete non-existence, no containment procedures for SCP-3443 have ever existed. Protocol 00-Null Engram is in place to manage any hypothetical SCP-3443 instances. The existence of this protocol is in no way an assertion of the possible existence of any such phenomenon. In accordance with Protocol 00-Null Engram, should evidence suggesting the existence of SCP-3443 ever be discovered it is of vital importance that it be ignored completely and no action or investigation taken in response. Even vague or circumstantial evidence is to be disregarded entirely regardless of source or type. This directive applies to all personnel regardless of rank, clearance, assignment, or any other considerations. Any individuals, Foundation personnel or otherwise, who indicate any belief in SCP-3443 or demonstrate a clear propensity towards such belief, are to be immediately reported to Taskforce 03-Macaque. Taskforce 03-Macaque is trained to administer Frobisher-Gladstone personality restructuring (use of class D, E, and F Amnestics authorized as necessary) as a precautionary measure. No research or investigation has been or is to be undertaken into any SCP-3443 candidate beyond those measures necessary for supporting the ability of the Foundation to comply with Protocol 00-Null Engram, such as ensuring integrity of this database entry and maintenance of Taskforce 03-Macaque. Description: SCP-3443 is a designation within the SCP Foundation database which serves as a placeholder for a class of hypothetical anomalous phenomena. The designation describes any memetic or cognitohazardous phenomenon or entity which in some way asserts an impossibility for knowledge about itself to either exist or be expressed. This could be by either direct interference with any knowledge relating to itself or prevention by some means of any communication regarding itself. It is the unequivocal position of the SCP Foundation that no phenomena of this type exist, however due to their nature confirmed total non-existence is insufficient reason not to deploy general safeguards against them. Although multiple entirely mutually unrelated phenomena of this type could exist (rather than the none which do), only a single designation will be allocated. Given that no specific real instances could ever be described in any detail, no reason exists for reserving additional designations. It is hypothesized that the existence of any knowledge of such a phenomenon, given that it would be a memetic cognitohazard of some kind, could have possible consequences including but not limited to: Inability of any person to acquire or to retain such knowledge Replacement of any expression of such knowledge with unrelated information Replacement of any expression of such knowledge with a direct denial of that knowledge Inability for any person holding such knowledge to continue to exist or have existed Inability for any form of information regarding any person holding such knowledge to be perceived Various AK-class end-of-the-world scenarios Various CK-class restructuring scenarios The above examples are purely conjecture and serve only to illustrate the importance that containment of such a phenomenon might have if any existed. The exact criteria to qualify as knowledge of any SCP-3443 candidate that would trigger these effects cannot be known exactly. It can only be inferred that non-specific suspicion, such as the mere suggestion that such phenomena might exist, is insufficient to initiate the effects of any extant SCP-3443. As no SCP-3443 instances exist, this inference is of little value. Addendum: "Honestly what do we even have this entry for? It has never been Foundation policy to devote resources to managing problems which don't exist, we have more than enough trouble trying to keep up with things which can't exist but do… Wow, it seems that even the person who put this here doesn't want to be associated with it. I think this might be the first entry in the database I've ever seen without any mention of previous researchers or even account names listed in the edit history. I guess it makes sense that no-one wants to admit to this garbage though. And what's this Taskforce it's talking about? I'm not sure it even exists, but if it does… are we seriously employing people for this crap?" - Dr ████████ Dr ████████ has submitted a formal request that database entry for SCP-3443 be reviewed for deletion and expungement from all archives, along with review of any associated divisions or taskforces. "Staff are reminded that while requests to either modify Foundation archives outside normal editing channels or dissolve assets can be made, they are taken extremely seriously and only to be used where necessary. Wasting O5 time by ironically tricking the submission form into accepting an unsigned request to make a complaint about anonymous edits and wastage of Foundation resources is completely unacceptable conduct. This incident will be investigated. As SCP-3443 does not exist, however, the request for deletion will still be considered. Entry for SCP-3443 will remain for the time being pending the outcome of that review, until then the 00-Null Engram protocol will remain in force. This will include the continued use of personality restructuring as prescribed. All staff are reminded that no instances of SCP-3443 exist and that all containment procedures are to be followed entirely." - O5-███ + Audit team please read!!! - Audit team please read!!! Ok guys, so whatever messed up the edit log seems to be wreaking havok with any links in or out of this article. I've reported the issue to the I.T. guys, might take a couple weeks before they get to it though, so for now keep group notes on Audit Case #-3443-Felis-Defamiliaris here. We'll transfer them across when they get it fixed. For now, preliminary work assignments are as follows: Procedural Compliance: Tania Precedent Review: Jacob (as usual, speak to me before requesting any 4/5 info) Containment Site Inspection: N/A Taskforce 03-Macaque Inspection: ███████ File-To-Date Review: No-one for now, will put someone on it once IT is done Cost/Benefit Review: ████ ██████ ████████ Level-4 Review Officer, Designations Authority Office + DB_workID#-3443-04 - DB_workID#-3443-04 Ongoing corruption confirmed, remains highly unpredictable. Had assigned ████ to work on it and now ███ own profile is missing, I will be taking over personally now. Even the original service ticket is corrupted, can't even see who submitted the damn thing. In any case it looks like the Audit guys have the right idea, we'll keep notes within the article as well. ████████ ███ Database Analyst, Archives Integrity Management + Audit Case #-3443-Felis-Defamiliaris - Audit Case #-3443-Felis-Defamiliaris Okay so I've still only heard back from 2 of you with an update. I understand that this isn't our top priority but at least report back every week or 2. Full summary will be in Audit case archives once I hear from all of you, or here if system issues remain ongoing by then. ██████ ████████ Level-4 Review Officer, Designations Authority Office + DB_workID#-3443-04 - DB_workID#-3443-04 Data corruption is getting pretty bad here, still not sure what's causing it. If I didn't have 15 years of dealing with lazy coding behind me I'd swear this is starting to feel like a scip at work. Hell we're weeks in and we still can't even find where the problem is, maybe I really have met real paracode at last instead of just hearing it as an excuse… anomalous computer virus with a sense of humor maybe? Oh who am I kidding, it's just an idiotic mistake someone made years ago. It's always an idiot. In any case this situation is getting to be a problem, the corruption is totally wiping linked accounts at random, I've lost touch with half my team now. I'm thinking we need to pull the article from the main archive and all active backups and just fix it up in quarantine. We'll work on fixing it there where it won't do any damage. We can copy it back afterwards if they decide they even want it. Request has been made to all 5 of the relevant O5 IT sub-committee requesting the change. O5-██ and O5-███ seem in favor, O5-██ and O5-12 haven't responded. We'll hear back soon I hope, until then carry on as before. ████████ ███ Database Analyst, Archives Integrity Management + ATTN: Audit and Archives staff! - ATTN: Audit and Archives staff! All work on SCP-3443 is suspended until further notice. Audit Case #-3443-Felis-Defamiliaris and DB_workID#-3443-04 are now closed. A detachment from Taskforce 03-Macaque will interview all remaining staff assigned to either case, please cooperate with them fully. No further investigations are to be conducted except if clear instructions are received from the O5 council. O5-12 + DB_workID#-3443-05 CONTAINMENT FAILURE Please disregard this. Accidentally created when revisiting DB_workID#-3443-04. Hadn't seen O5 directive, wish it had come sooner, I'm sick of this one… Still not sure what all the fuss is about anyway, whole damn scip isn't even real. ████████ ███ Database Analyst, Archives Integrity Management WARNING: You are in breach of SCP-3443 containment protocols Your account details and location have been logged in accordance with Protocol 00-Null Engram. A retrieval team from Taskforce 03-Macaque has been dispatched to your location, please cooperate fully with them. We assure you that Frobisher-Gladstone personality restructuring is extremely safe, only in 2.3% of cases are amnestics of any kind required, and overall success rates are now above 99.8%. It will reassure you to know that no evidence of any SCP-3443-type phenomena has ever been observed. Although of course this can never be proved, the continued existence of you and many others before you while in a state of strong suspicion or belief in the existence of SCP-3443 strong enough to defy Foundation directives is a good sign. Use of the SCP-3443 entry has been granted to Taskforce 03-Macaque of the Foundation anti-memetic division by approval of the O5 council to assist with carrying out Protocol 00-Null Engram. This protocol exists to improve overall procedural compliance and anti-memetic resistance across the Foundation. On the off chance any SCP-3443 does exist, it's probably helping us against that too. Please spend the next few minutes preparing a brief written summary of any critical duties that had been required of you over the coming days, restructuring may take up to 2 weeks to complete and this will ensure any impact from this disruption to your work is minimized. If it is impossible for any of your duties to be handled by another person you may discuss the issue with the Taskforce commander, however their directives must be followed. Lastly yes, this measure is being taken because you have failed to comply with direct instructions regarding handling evidence of SCP-3443-type phenomena, however we assure you that it is not a punishment. No mark will appear on any records apart from a classified 00-Null Engram completion report and you will remain a valued Foundation asset. Curiosity is a part of human nature and we do not expect you to have full control over it, that's our job. - Dr. Tania Gladstone, SCP Foundation Anti-Memetics Division Director of Taskforce 03-Macaque ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3443" by ProfessorAdonisCnut, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3443. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-3444 | safe | Ohhh, won't you come with me to paradise, To a ramshackle fantasy… close Info X SCP-3444: She Took The Midnight Train Going Anywhere… Author: Tufto, written on their original account. More of their work can be found here. Item #: SCP-3444 Special Containment Procedures: The town of Nowhere has been comprehensively purchased by the Foundation, and has been converted into Site 90, the headquarters of the Unreality Division. Entrance into and out of Nowhere is prohibited to any civilians. The use of SCP-3444 for recreational purposes has been approved. Any staff member with Level 2 clearance or higher at Site 90 is permitted to use it up to 2 times per year, with priority given to those suffering from stress, overwork or particular mental health issues. Description: SCP-3444 is a train station located on the outskirts of the town of Nowhere, North Dakota. SCP-3444 contains only a single train-line which, if one approaches from the outside, appears to abruptly end approximately 50m out of SCP-3444 on either side. Both externally and internally, SCP-3444 is decorated in a design reminiscent of a 1920s "Art Deco" style. Several signs throughout the station are emblazoned with the word "NOWHERE"; a small digital monitor is present over the platform, constantly showing the phrase "GOING: ANYWHERE". SCP-3444 manifests at 12 AM each night; should no human enter it, it will demanifest one hour later. Should a human mammal enter it, a Golden Event will begin; this results in SCP-3444 immediately disappearing to outside observers, before remanifesting at a variable time several hours later1. To the observer within SCP-3444, the Golden Event progresses thusly: A 4-8-4 type locomotive2 attached to a single 1920s-style carriage, will abruptly pull into the station. The locomotive and its carriage are hereafter referred to as SCP-3444-1. SCP-3444-1 is painted entirely black, except for the words "Midnight Train" painted in white upon the side of the locomotive. The entrant into the station- hereafter referred to as the subject- will then be affected by a cognitohazardous effect. This effect compels the subject to abide by the "script" which governs the Golden Event and the Silver Events. The effect is mild to begin with, but intensifies in strength throughout the course of the Golden Event; a subject without cognitohazardous training ordinarily remains lucid until midway through SCP-3444-3's Silver Event. The subject will enter the carriage of SCP-3444-1. SCP-3444-1 will then proceed to leave the station. Once outside, it will become apparent from the significantly altered surroundings that SCP-3444 and SCP-3444-1 are now located in an entirely different locale, believed to be a different dimension. After approximately 8 kilometers of travelling, SCP-3444-1 will pull into another station, which is apparently identical to SCP-3444 except for the absence of the digital display, and with the signs displaying the name "NOWHERE" instead displaying the word "ORIGINS". This station is henceforth referred to SCP-3444-2. SCP-3444-1 will then stop, and will not resume its journey until the subject has alighted, left SCP-3444-2, entered the surrounding locale and returned onto SCP-3444-1. Within this locale, the first Silver Event (henceforth referred to as Silver Event A) will occur. Each Silver Event involves the subject being compelled to act as the protagonist in an elaborately-acted cinematic scene. These scenes are apparently improvised but often involve complex choreography and singing. The landscape which appears outside each station is always thematically appropriate for the purposes of the Silver Event, as are the various individuals who inhabit each locale and participate in each Silver Event. These individuals are henceforth designated SCP-3444-9 instances. The landscape onto which each station opens and the nature of each Silver Event vary from subject to subject, often incorporating details from the subject's memories. The combination of all 8 Silver Events in each Golden Event together appear to form a broad narrative, the details of which can be found below. Following the conclusion of Silver Event A, the subject will return to SCP-3444-1, which will then travel a further 8 kilometers to SCP-3444-3. This process will repeat itself through the train stations designated SCP-3444-3 to SCP-3444-8. These stations are all identical to SCP-3444, with the exception of variations in the signage; the name of the station appears to be different in each station. 8 kilometers after leaving SCP-3444-8, SCP-3444-1 will arrive at SCP-3444, which will remanifest in the town of Nowhere (with some minor alterations detailed below). A brief Silver Event will occur here, before the subject leaves the station. The cognitohazardous effect will then be removed from the subject, and SCP-3444 will demanifest. References to SCP-3444 first appear in October 19273, when an article about a "disappearing train station" appeared in the Capital Journal. The anomaly only came to the attention of the Foundation in 2003, when it was stumbled upon by researchers noting strong fluctuations in the area's Hume field. Below are details of SCP-3444-2 to -8, as well as the Silver Events taking place within them. Each Experiment Log gives an account of a particular subject's experience at a particular station; a brief summary of the events in the rest of the stations they visit is included in each log. SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS) SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS) SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP) SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT) SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK) SCP-3444-7 (LOVE) SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX) SCP-3444, Second Manifestation (WAKE UP) SCP-3444-2 opens onto a predominantly rural landscape. A single building will be present somewhere close to SCP-3444-2; beyond this, the landscape appears to stretch on indefinitely, with little or no variation. Located within the building will be SCP-3444-9-A, ordinarily a genetic copy of one of the subject's parents4. The subject will feel compelled to enter the building, converse briefly with SCP-3444-9-A, and then return to SCP-3444-1. SCP-3444-9-A will admonish the subject for failing to live up to their duties at home, and encourage them to follow a traditional career path within the local community (despite the apparent lack of one within the locale). SCP-3444-9-A will also frequently disparage the subject's aspirations for the future. Please consult Experiment Log 3444-5 for more information. Experiment Log 3444-5: Section 2 Experiment Log 3444-5: Section 2 Subject: D-3150, a male from Lancashire, UK, convicted of arson. D-3150 was a failed ska musician who, having fallen into poverty, was paid by a local gangster to burn down the homes of several individuals indebted to him. <Begin Log> Control: Alright, D-3150, please exit the station. D-3150: Uh, sure. Fine by me. D-3150 leaves SCP-3444-2. The landscape appears to be a Lancastrian livestock farm, with a small cottage present about 500 m away. D-3150 suddenly stops, apparently startled. Control: D-3150? Is everything alright? D-3150: Yeah, it's just- this looks exactly like home. The hills are just like those next to Mum's old farm! Where the hell am I? I was in America someplace! Control: Please relax, D-3150. Walk towards the cottage. D-3150: Uh- sure. It'd be nice to see somewhere homely again. D-3150 walks towards the cottage. After 15 minutes without interruption, he reaches the door. The cottage is small and made of stone, like many such cottages in the north-west of England. D-3150: Heh. Funny, really. Never thought I'd be in this part of the world again, after I left for the city. Control: Just enter the cottage, please. D-3150: Yeah, yeah, OK. D-3150 enters the cottage. It is furnished in a style reminiscent of 1970s England, although it is only the size of a single room. In a rocking-chair in the center of the cottage sits SCP-3444-9-A, apparently in the form of D-3150's mother. D-3150: M-Mum?! What are you doing here? What is this? SCP-3444-9-A: Oh, it's you, is it? Out making trouble again? You should be helping me here. D-3150: M-mum… you died, you're dead! You died years ago! SCP-3444-9-A: I did no such thing! I've been here! As you should have been. Honestly, you with all your dreams of going to the city. There's cows to milk! Go and milk them! D-3150: But, but Mum, I can do that later… there's so much that I- that we- I'm sorry, Mum, I'm sorry about ev- SCP-3444-9-A: Oh, hush your noise! Go and milk the cows. We're not going to make ends meet sitting here doing nothing. Go on with you! D-3150: <shouting> You never got me, did you, Mum! I had dreams! I had ambitions! Instead, I was stuck here, milking your cows, until finally I couldn't take it any more! What kind of man did you expect I'd grow into when all I got from you was apathy! SCP-3444-9-A: You are a rude and insolent child. I raised you! I taught you how to farm! I gave you nothing but love an affection, boy, and look how you've turned out! Go and milk the cows. It's all you're good for. D-3150: I, erm, ahhh…. yes Mum. I'll go now. D-3150 leaves the cottage, and begins walking back to SCP-3444-2. Control: D-3150, where are you going? We had more questions we wished to ask the insta- D-3150: Yeah, I know, I know, good behaviour and everything… but this feels right, you know? I've got to get away here. There's stuff I want to do in Manchester. That's where things are really happening, you know? It's just a few miles on the train… <End Log> Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: At SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS), the station opened onto a recreation of 1980s Manchester, but one which appeared to be significantly more prosperous and well-maintained than Manchester was during that period. D-3150 walked through several record shops before returning to SCP-3444-3. At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened onto a recreation of a 1980s slum in Manchester. D-3150 gave an impassioned soliloquy about the difficulties of working at a laundromat when he wanted to become a renowned ska musician. At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station opened onto a discotheque. The SCP-3444-9-B instance was a female ska musician in her mid-30s. D-3150 and SCP-3444-9-B engaged in dancing for most of the duration of the Silver Event. At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened onto the office of a prominent record manager, who agreed to finance D-3150's ska record. At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto a run-down motel on the outskirts of Manchester. SCP-3444-9-B gave an impassioned soliloquy about how she was being forced to leave Manchester; D-3150 then assured her that he would look after her. The two then checked into the motel, before engaging in sexual intercourse. At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the station opened onto the same version of Manchester as seen outside SCP-3444-3. D-3150, SCP-3444-9-B and a variety of SCP-3444-9 instances apparently representing D-3150's friends visited a variety of bars and clubs, imbibing several units of alcohol while there. D-3150 then returned to SCP-3444-8; D-3150's sobriety was immediately restored upon entering the station. At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), ska music could be heard before D-3150 left the station. Note: D-3150 has subsequently been released, and become a successful ska musician, headlining a musical group called "Ska Ska Land." SCP-3444-3 opens onto some form of open area within a city, ordinarily a marketplace or plaza. This area is usually brightly-lit and often elicits positive emotions of satisfaction or joy in the subject. A variety of SCP-3444-9 instances are present, often greeting the subject in a friendly fashion and offering to do business with them. The subject will feel compelled to walk across the area, often wandering into shops and conversing with the locals, before returning to SCP-3444-1. Please consult Experiment Log 3444-12 for more information. Experiment Log 3444-12: Section 3 Experiment Log 3444-12: Section 3 Subject: D-2072, a female from Chicago, Illinois, convicted of 1st degree murder of Mrs. Valerie Jacobson, the wife of John Jacobson, with whom she had been having an affair. D-2072 was noted to be an afficionado of the "noir" genre. Of particular note is the apparent absence of the effects of SCP-8900-EX once SCP-3444-1 left SCP-3444. Summary of Prior Silver Events: At SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS), the station opened onto a small country farm, with a farmhouse approximately 50m away from SCP-3444-2. The aesthetic of both farm and farmhouse were reminiscent of rural Illinois in the late 1940s. The SCP-3444-9-A instance- apparently a copy of D-2072's father- spoke in an accent and cadence reminiscent of 1940s Illinois. It became apparent in the subsequent Silver Events that the entirety of the Golden Event was set during the 1940s. SCP-3444-9-A implored D-2072 not to return to Chicago, and to stay as a farmer. D-2072 angrily rebuffed this advice, stating that she "had nothing to fear". <Begin Log> D-2072 exits SCP-3444-3. The environs she enters appears as a precise recreation of Haymarket Square, Chicago, in the early part of the 20th century, but significantly cleaner and containing significantly happier people. The weather is clear; SCP-8900-EX is still not active. Control: Alright, D-2072, you still with us? If so, please head to- At this point, a disembodied female voice- later determined to be a highly exaggerated version of D-2072's own voice- began to speak. It is believed that this was a form of SCP-3444-9 instance, and is henceforth referred to as the "Voiceover" instance. Voiceover: Chicago. 1946. It'd been a long time since I'd been here last, but I didn't miss a single thing about it. The money. The whores. The booze. This city was a den of vice and whisky… and just my kinda town. Control: Wha- D-2072, is that you? D-2072: No, boss! I don't- Voiceover: On the surface, it looked nice- pretty streets, gleaming surfaces. But I know that beneath its surface, was the same scum, the same filth that shot and killed for just another fistful of dollars. At this point, smooth jazz began to be heard. Voiceover: I swore I was done with this game. Swore I'd stay out of it, go home, be a model daughter. But that's just not me. Every time I try to leave, it just keeps pulling me back. And this time, it was a 7-foot piece of meat and muscle called John Jacobson. D-2072: Wh-What? John? What the- Control: For God's sake, it's running a noir film. What is this, some Murphy Law shit again? Control is heard to audibly sigh. Control: Look, D-2072, if you're still with us, just try to interview some of the people around you, OK? Ask them about their lives- where they came from, how they got here. And try to ignore the voice. It’s just drawing from your own life, trying to make a narrative. D-2072: Um, OK, boss. Gotcha. D-2072 approaches a young boy, apparently around 10 years of age. D-2072: Umm… OK, listen, kid. I don't know if you know anything or not, but I've heard that there's some bad stuff going' on this side of town. I need an informant. Whaddya say? I'll pay you a dollar a week. Control: Goddamnit, we've lost her. I thought we were really holding on this time. Alright, switching to observation mode. Boy: Aw, shucks, miss, that sounds like a real good plan. Jus' make it two dollars and we’ve got a deal. Voiceover: The kid was smart. Too smart. I could see it in his eyes; he’d seen too much for too short a life. Give him a few years and he’d end up just like me; too damn stubborn, too damn idealistic. He’d soon learn that ideals were for fools and liars. Control: This isn’t even good noir! Who wrote this? D-2072: <Passing two dollars to the boy> Done. And if I want you to tail someone, you tail them, OK? Boy: Gotcha, miss. Voiceover: Chicago. It might seem sunny and fantastic on the outside, but I knew it better than anyone. Capone might be gone but the city was still alive and kicking with the mud and misery. And I was just a two-bit dame caught up in the middle of it all. D-2072 enters a gun shop. D-2072: Hello, Henry. A male SCP-3444-9 instance in his late 40s, sporting a large handlebar moustache is behind the counter. Shopkeeper: D-2072. Well, I never. Didn’t think I’d ever see you again. D-2072: It’s just “Dee” now, Henry. Easier to replace on my door sign when it gets shot off. Shopkeeper: You’ve got a lot of nerve showing up here again after the Friar Boys framed you for murder. D-2072: Hey, Henry, you know me. I like to flirt with danger. Get me a Magnum. I’ve got a score to settle. Shopkeeper: Anything for you, Dee. The “Shopkeeper” instance exchanges a .357 Magnum for a series of crumpled dollar bills. D-2072 stashes the magnum in a pocket, before heading for the door. D-2072: Be seein’ ya, Henry. Try to look out for yourself. D-2072 leaves the shop. Voiceover: You see, I wasn’t just anyone. I was Dee 2072, Private Eye. There was money and opportunity to be made here for anyone with a gun and a face like mine. And I was there for anyone with cash in hand, and a sob story to make me cry. D-2072 walks back to SCP-3444-3. The electric lights lighting the square begin to go out as she does so, until the square is completely dark. <End Log> Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened onto a small office in a tower block, apparently owned by D-2072. A male SCP-3444-9 instance resembling John Jacobson entered the office, and hired D-2072 to investigate the murder of his wife. D-2072 discussed various monetary and legal concerns with the "Jacobson" instance, before returning to SCP-3444-4. The "Voiceover" instance present at SCP-3444-3 continued to vocalise, describing the "Jacobson" instance as "trouble", and making objectifying comments about him as he came into the room. At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station opened onto a bar, apparently in a backstreet of downtown Chicago. SCP-3444-9-B was working as a barman, and spent much of the Silver Event flirting with D-2072. The "Voiceover" instance commented on the quality of the bar, the personalities of the SCP-3444-9 instances serving as the clientele, and engaged in objectification of SCP-3444-9-B. At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened onto a small apartment in downtown Chicago. D-2072 immediately began looking for clues. Eventually, D-2072 found fingerprints on a kettle, which she claimed proved that Jacobson was the killer. The "Voiceover" instance was not present in this Silver Event. At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto a small motel on the outskirts of Chicago. D-2072 checked into the hotel, before being joined by SCP-3444-9-B. The pair engaged in sexual intercourse, before discussing existentialist and nihilist philosophy while smoking cigarettes. The "Voiceover" instance was not present in this Silver Event. At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the station opened onto Haymarket Square again; the weather, however, had changed from a clear sky to heavy rain. D-2072 confronted the "Jacobson" instance in the street, who confessed to his wife's murder. D-2072 shot the "Jacobson" instance, killing him. The "Voiceover" instance then expressed regret at the "turn things had been forced to take", before ruminating on the effect which life in Chicago has on human nature. At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), the "Voiceover" instance summarised the events of the Golden Event, and expressed a hope that one day D-2072 would be exonerated. Note: D-2072 was subsequently exonerated, following a retrial which featured new evidence. John Jacobson was subsequently convicted of the murder. It was discovered that the police had purposely covered up DNA evidence found on a kettle in the Jacobsons' house in order to implicate D-2072. SCP-3444-4 opens onto an urban area, stylistically reminiscent of that found in SCP-3444-3. The area is typically portrayed as some form of slum or poor neighbourhood. At this point, the cognitohazardous effects ordinarily begin to alter not just the actions of the subject, but their personality too; they will consciously take on the role of someone living within a slum or house within the neighbourhood, attempting to become successful at their chosen field but instead relegated to a less desirable form of employment. The SCP-3444-9 instances will often be hostile to the subject, either through aggression or through attempts to take advantage of the subject's vulnerability. After these interactions, the subject will perform a soliloquy (or, for Golden Events running the "musical" script, a solo musical piece) discussing their condition, before returning to SCP-3444-1. Please consult Experiment Log 3444-15 for more information. Experiment Log 3444-15: Section 4 Experiment Log 3444-15: Section 4 Subject: D-2508, a female from Vermont, USA, convicted of the premeditated murder of her boyfriend, Keith Baker. This experiment is notable for being the first occasion on which the "musical" script was activated, in which each Silver Event features an elaborately-choreographed musical number. Summary of Prior Silver Events: At SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS), the station opened onto an orchard in Vermont. A small farmhouse, containing SCP-3444-9-A, was located 50m away from SCP-3444-2. SCP-3444-9-A took the form of D-2508's father; the instance appeared to have imbibed a large quantity of alcohol, and spent much of his dialogue blaming D-2508 for her mother's death. Upon leaving the farmhouse, D-2508 sang a musical piece about how she wished to leave the countryside and attain some form of success in the city5, before returning to SCP-3444-2. At SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS), the station opened onto Times Square, NYC, as of 2001. D-2508 entered through several shops located around Times Square, while singing a musical number (along with several SCP-3444-9 instances acting as background singers and dancers) about her hopes for life in the city. Once the musical number had finished, D-2508 returned to SCP-3444-3. <Begin Log> The station opens onto a street in New York, lined on both sides by run-down, deprivated housing blocks. Unlike the rest of the locales visited, which appear to take place in the early 2000s, the appearance of the buildings is more akin to New York in the early 1990s. D-2508 exits SCP-3444-4 and walks into the street. She is swiftly approached by an SCP-3444-9 instance, apparently representing her boss. Boss: What the hell are you doing standin' around, missy! Come on! Tables ain't gonna wait themselves! D-2508: But si-sir, I've got to get back! My boyfriend will be ever so an- Boss: What the hell do I care? You be at the diner in 15 or you're fired! I run a business, not a charity. D-2508: Look, sir, if I could just- Boss: No excuses. You wanted this job, you have to put up with it. The "Boss" instance walks away. D-2508: Oh, what am I to do? I come here, full of hope and dreams, and now I am stuck with a terrible boyfriend, in a terrible apartment. My landlord hates me, my boss wants to fire me- oh, what is a girl like me to do? Another SCP-3444-9 instance, bearing a strong resemblance to Keith Baker, then approaches D-2508. D-2508: Oh! Keith! I'm real sorry, baby, but I've got to work tonight. Baker: Damnit, girl! You're breakin' my heart, you know that! I've been slaving away at work all day, the least you can do is get me my goddamn supper! D-2508: I-I'm sorry, baby. Please don’t get mad at me. I’ve got to bring in money. Baker: I should be the one bringing in the dough! Me! That’s my job, isn’t it? My fucking purpose as a man? For god’s sake, I thought we were gonna try for a baby! D-2508: We are, baby, we are! It’s just not that simple, y’know? I swear, once you make it big- Baker: Fuck you. Be back before midnight or you'll get what you deserve. At this point, D-2508 begins to sing. D-2508: Ohhh, what's a girl to do, Under the silver moon, The sky is so bright, But I just cannot fight, Ohhh, what's a girl to do? This city of bright lights, Is fed on bitter spite, All I want to do is leave, All I want to do is breathe, Oh, this city of lights, Where's a girl like me to run, Underneath the summer sun, Slaving all day, on all days, All is work and nothing's play, Where's a girl like me to run. This town of bitter love, Untouched by the pale doves, It works and fights, every night, A city of sodden spite, This town of bitter love, Ohhh, what's a girl to do, Under the silver moon, The sky is so bright, But I just cannot fight, Ohhh, what's a girl to do? The music and singing abruptly end. D-2508 stands still for 20 seconds, before speaking again. D-2508: All it'd take is a knife. <End Log> Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station opened onto a French restaurant in Manhattan. SCP-3444-9-B appeared as a copy of D-2508's acquaintance Jacob Manwell. The two sang a duet concerning forbidden love. At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened onto the ticket office of a different train station. D-2508 bought a ticket to Albany, New York State, before engaging in a solo song concerning themes of romantic love and heartbreak. At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto a woodland in upstate New York, where D-2508 met SCP-3444-9-B. The two then engaged in an impassioned duet, in which they proclaimed their love for one another. The sound of an alarm6 was then heard. D-2508 then ran back into SCP-3444-7. At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the station opened onto Times Square again. Several policeman were present, telling D-2508 that she had been completely exonerated from the murder of the "Baker" instance. In response, D-2508 initiated an elaborate musical number involving all the SCP-3444-9 instances present, including SCP-3444-9-B, concerning her newfound freedom, desire to stay in the city, and relationship with SCP-3444-9-B. At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), SCP-3444-9-B and the "Baker" instance appeared on either side of D-2508 after she stepped onto the platform. Piano music in the key of E minor could be heard. SCP-3444-9-B attempted to encourage D-2508, while the "Baker" instance attempted to denigrate D-2508. D-2508 was noted as being visually upset at their appearance, swiftly exiting SCP-3444. SCP-3444-5 opens onto some form of social establishment, such as a cafe, bar, nightclub or coffeehouse. The establishment will ordinarily be crowded with SCP-3444-9 instances, all of whom will be partaking of the venue's entertainments and diversions in the fashion customary to the establishment. The subject will meet the SCP-3444-9-B instance at this location. The SCP-3444-9-B instance will serve as a romantic interest for the subject for the duration of the Golden Event. The SCP-3444-9-B instance will manifest as a figure particularly attractive to the subject. This figure can be entirely imaginary, but often appears as somebody to whom the subject is romantically attached, ranging from a long-term partner to a colleague or former schoolmate to whom the subject was once attracted. The subject and the SCP-3444-9-B will ordinarily flirt or, if appropriate to the setting, dance; the scene will end with the subject returning to SCP-3444-1, often after the promise of a second meeting. Please consult Experiment Log 3444-19 for more information. Experiment Log 3444-19: Section 5 Experiment Log 3444-19: Section 5 Subject: Junior Researcher Sybil Westwood7. Dr. Westwood had been transferred to Site 90 from the Antimemetics Division, and as such had advanced cognitohazardous training. Dr. Westwood was instructed to resist the influence of the Silver Events as much as was possible. Summary of Prior Silver Events: At SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS), the station opened onto a small airstrip in the middle of a tundra-like landscape, with a small concrete building present8. As per her instructions, Dr. Westwood did not enter the building, but instead attempted to explore the surrounding area; it was determined that the same landscape stretched indefinitely in all directions. After 30 minutes of this, Dr. Westwood returned to SCP-3444-2, citing her rapidly-diminishing cognitohazardous resistance as a reason for cutting her explorations short. At SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS), the station opened onto an idealised version of Manhattan, NYC, New York; instead of being an open space as per usual, the area was instead a cluster of crowded streets surrounded by skyscrapers. The streets formed an enclosed system, preventing in-depth exploration. Dr. Westwood's attempts to interview the SCP-3444-9 instances revealed that they were all highly-paid, highly motivated workers in the financial district. Dr. Westwood returned to SCP-3444-3 relatively quickly, due to concerns about her weakening cognitohazardous defences. At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened-unusually- onto an office in one of the same tower-blocks seen earlier. Three SCP-3444-9 instances, playing the roles of friends of Dr. Westwood, attempted to discuss love and romance with Dr. Westwood. Dr. Westwood ignored this line of questioning, instead attempting to question the SCP-3444-9 instances about their origins and nature. The SCP-3444-9 instances expressed considerable confusion as to Dr. Westwood's meaning, and eventually left, seeming offended. <Begin Log> The station opened onto a bar. Music was playing at a high volume. Dr. Westwood: OK, Control, I've left the station. Any instructions? Control: Approach the bar. Exploration seems useless, but we might as well try to keep going with the interviews. Dr. Westwood: Got it. Dr. Westwood approaches the bar, and sits down. Dr. Westwood: Scotch. Neat. SCP-3444-9-B, appearing as a male instance in his mid-20s, turns around. SCP-3444-9-B: Well, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this? Dr. Westwood: Ah, shit. This is the dash B. Control: You're sure? Dr. Westwood: He's tall, handsome and uses ridiculously corny, overused lines. He's my type alright. Control: Alright. Just stay with us, OK? This is by far the furthest we've got without the cognitohazard taking over. Dr. Westwood: Got it. No way am I succumbing to this romantic-comedy shit. SCP-3444-9-B passes Dr. Westwood a glass of neat Glenfiddich. Dr. Westwood: Gaaaah, that’s the stuff. So, Dash B, you gonna put the moves on me or what? SCP-3444-9-B: Yeah. That’s what I'm here for, after all. Dr. Westwood: …What you’re here for? SCP-3444-9-B: Yeah. Us Dash 9 instances. Dr. Westwood: You know about that? How? None of the others do! SCP-3444-9-B: Hey, I’m meant to be your ideal guy, right? At least for now. And your ideal guy would be as cynical and messed-up enough to be annoyingly self-aware. And give you the info you want. Dr. Westwood: Huh. This place must have a sense of humour. So, what are you guys? Do you just appear out of thin air, like everything else? SCP-3444-9-B: I don’t know. It’s weird. I can always remember being here; growing up in the city, making drinks, that kinda thing. The others probably can, too. But I can also remember being dozens of different people in other versions, other train journeys. That’s our lot, I suppose. The same characters, same archetypes, endlessly recycled in other peoples’ dreams. Dr. Westwood: That… kinda sounds horrible. SCP-3444-9-B: Nah, not really. I’m only uncomfortably self-aware because you made me. Next iteration I’ll have forgotten it all. It’s not a bad life; getting to have deep, fulfilling relationships and some really great sex with everyone who passes through. Dr. Westwood: I suppose. Still seems a bit creepy, though. SCP-3444-9-B: What’s more annoying is when I change during a Golden Event. Take this script, for example. In a few events time, I’m meant to- hang on- SCP-3444-9-B pulls out a sheaf of papers, and begins rifling through it. SCP-3444-9-B: Yeah, here we are… Scene 6, which is your dash 7. Apparently I demand you give up your career and have kids with me. Dr. Westwood: Urgh, serio- wait, what the hell? You people have scripts? SCP-3444-9-B: Oh, no. Just me, because it fits with your own personal enjoyment of this thing to see me pull it from under here. Dr. Westwood: …Being forced to give up my career to push a squalling infant out of my body doesn’t sound very enjoyable to me. SCP-3444-9-B: Eh, true, but the script likes to play games. Push people who resist, mess with their heads. Makes you wonder who’s in charge of it all; what great intelligence is at work. But I don’t really want to know. This place gives you your dreams for a night, and that’s what matters. Dr. Westwood: I’d rather keep my dreams to myself, to be honest. SCP-3444-9-B: Eh, you’ll change your tune once the musical number starts. Which should be only a few seconds, now. Dr. Westwood: Wait, what? SCP-3444-9-B: Yeah, I’m afraid the full force of the cheesiness will destroy what’s left of your resistance. Sorry, and all that. This lucid version of me is pretty fun to play, will be a shame to change again. Dr. Westwood: Oh no no FUCKING NO I am NOT getting involved in some kind of musical shenanig- At this point, loud music begins to be heard. The music is vaguely reminiscent of the style of a 1950s musical number. The SCP-3444-9 instances present begin an elaborately choreographed song-and-dance number. Dr. Westwood: Wellll, I’m just a girl in downtown Toronto, Who hates this meta script, But I used to watch films with Reid and Tonto, So I guess I can kick off my shoes, Control: Ahh, she’s gone. Alright, folks, time to switch to observation mode. SCP-3444-9-B: Ohhh, I’m just a guy from a downtown bar, Looking to reinvent, She’s just a girl from a world apart, Ohhh, can this really be? SCP-3444-9 Instances: Aaaand, we’re just the folks along for the ride, Sitting in this downtown bar, We don’t really mind this meta script, Done us pretty well so far, Dr. Westwood: Well, I’m a researcher from Site 90 Drinking and studying death, At least I’m not stuck in old Site 19, Cleaning that old-school mess, SCP-3444-9-B: Ohhhh, well I’m just a fictional construct, Made from lonely dreams, But if you come with me tonight, We can work on our rhyme scheme! The song abruptly ends. Dr. Westwood drinks the rest of her whisky. Dr. Westwood: When can I see you again? SCP-3444-9-B: Ohh, I’ll be around, babydoll. I come back like a bad penny. Dr. Westwood: Gah. Just the kind of awful line I should expect from a construct. OK, time to move on. See you later, alligator. SCP-3444-9-B: In a while, crocodile. Dr. Westwood returns to SCP-3444-5. <End Log> Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened onto the same offices present in SCP-3444-4's locale, but with an SCP-3444-9 instance identical to Site Director Perry present, apparently representing Dr. Westwood's superior. The "Perry" instance offered Dr. Westwood a job, which Dr. Westwood excitedly and happily accepted.9 At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto an upmarket Italian restaurant. SCP-3444-9-B was seated at a table, which Dr. Westwood approached and sat at. SCP-3444-9-B professed his love for Dr. Westwood, and insisted that she leave her job and marry him. Dr. Westwood stated that she would need time to consider such a proposal, before running from the restaurant into SCP-3444-7. At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the station opened once again onto the locale of SCP-3444-2. Dr. Westwood approached SCP-3444-9-B, announcing her intention to give up the job opportunity offered to her by the "Perry" instance in order to raise a family with SCP-3444-9-B. The pair then dramatically kissed, causing the surrounding SCP-3444-9 instances to give a standing ovation. At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), Dr. Westwood's cognitohazardous training appeared to reactivate, leading to an angry soliloquy against the "romantic comedy" film genre, expressing considerable anger against the anti-feminist sentiments often present in such films. Unusually, no music was heard. Note: The presence of a musical element in a Silver Event when the Golden Event was not running a "musical" script is thus far unique to this experiment. SCP-3444-6 ordinarily opens onto an office or other suitable venue owned by some form of company or institution which the subject, within the "script" of the Golden Event, wishes to work at. The subject will ordinarily undergo some form of interview; they will subsequently be told that they have received the position, eliciting a great deal of happiness and excitement in the subject. Please consult Experiment Log 3444-29 for more information. Experiment Log 3444-29: Section 6 Experiment Log 3444-29: Section 6 Subject: Senior Researcher Claude Montague. Dr. Montague entered SCP-3444 at his own request, for therapeutic purposes. It should be noted that Dr. Montague was raised as an adherent of the Cogwork Orthodox Church10, before defecting to the Foundation as an adult. Summary of Prior Silver Events: At SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS), the station opened onto what appeared to be a large piece of clockwork machinery refashioned to resemble a countryside landscape. Several pieces of machinery resembling shrubs, trees, flowers and birds were present. A cabin constructed in brass and resembling a Victorian cottage was present. SCP-3444-9-A bore a strong resemblance to Legate Trunnion of the Cogwork Orthodox Church. SCP-3444-9-A gave Dr. Montague a long speech concerning his "heretical impulses", exhorting him to stay and be further Standardised. Dr. Montague abruptly ran out of the building and back into SCP-3444-2. At SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS), the station opened onto what appeared to a copy of Site 90, but constructed entirely from wood and plant matter. Several SCP-3444-9 instances, dressed in Foundation uniforms, were walking around the area, apparently with no particular job in hand. During the Silver Event, Dr. Montague gave an impassioned soliloquy about his dislike of the Cogworth Orthodox Church and his desire to work at the Foundation, before returning to SCP-3444-3. At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened onto a copy of a Standard Humanoid Containment Cell at Site 90. The cell and its environs were made entirely of brass, with several clockwork apparati fused into the walls. Dr. Montague spent much of the Silver Event at the door of his cell, begging to be let out and insisting upon his loyalty to the Foundation. At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station opened onto a bar, with the letters "SITE 90 REFECTORY" emblazoned above it. The bar and all of its furnishings were constructed of wood. SCP-3444-9-B took the form of Dr. Montague's wife, Junior Researcher Maria Fonseca. The two discussed literature and philosophy during Dr. Montague's three hour stay in this location. <Begin Log> SCP-3444-6 opens onto a small office, with a single desk and two windows. The camera feed cannot see what is through the windows. The entire office and all its furnishings are constructed from wood. A single male SCP-3444-9 is sitting behind the desk, wearing a Foundation uniform. Dr. Montague enters the room and sits on a chair in front of the desk. Interviewer: Greetings, Dr. Montague. How are you today? Dr. Montague: Well, thank you. The quarters given are most satisfactory, and I appreciate the work of the Foundation doctors you have sent in removing my implants. I feel… much freer. Interviewer: We are glad. We just have a few more questions to ask you. Dr. Montague: Of course. Interviewer: Why did you leave the Cogwork Orthodox Church? Dr. Montague: It was… a gradual realisation that I was living in a world that was half-mad. I-I just could not quite reconcile the idea that my body was somehow… wrong, or impure. Flesh seemed so natural to me. I don’t mean in the manner of the Sarkicists, of course, but I, my being, felt right to me. I didn’t want these alterations. They were the parts of me that felt impure. The world beyond, the ordinary flesh-and-blood and real world- this felt far more genuine, far more true. Interviewer: Very good. What, in your own words, do you think you can provide the Foundation? Dr. Montague: Apart from my knowledge of the Church? Well, I do have a doctorate in linguistics. I have always wanted to learn about the ways in which we communicate ourselves, you see. I think such skills could prove useful to you. Interviewer: Indeed they could. Finally, why did you choose to defect to the Foundation? Dr. Montague: Because, to me, the Foundation represents the preservation of life against death. Whatever its faults, whatever its methods, it remains the best way to keep us running. I have lived a life of mad gods and lying clockwork; I have encountered snake-people and arcane gods and all sorts of horrors. Human life should be treasured for what it is, preserved for what it is, not torn and ripped to shreds by its external enemies or internal fanatics. The Foundation may kill, but only for the greater good. For humanity’s advancement. Interviewer: …Well, Dr. Montague, that all seems in order. I have some good news for you: the Foundation may be cold, but it is not cruel, and we feel you have aptly demonstrated your loyalty towards us over the past few weeks. We are consequently willing to grant you employment on a probationary basis. Dr. Montague: Wh- really? Oh, thank you! Interviewer: Please, remain seated. Do not thank us yet, Dr. Montague. We will be closely monitoring your progress, and we will know if there are any lapses in loyalty. Dr. Montague: O-of course. I would expect nothing less. The “Interviewer” instance rises from his seat to shake Dr. Montague’s hand. Interviewer: Still, I think this is a decision we’re not going to regret. Congratulations, Dr. Montague. You’ll be working here, at Site 90. I hope you enjoy it. Dr. Montague: Thank you so much, sir. You do not know what this means to me. I won’t let you down. Interviewer: See that you don’t. Dr. Montague then turns and re-enters SCP-3444-6. <End Log> Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto a large, mostly empty grass field, with a single tree standing in the centre stretching into the sky. Dr. Montague and SCP-3444-9-B climbed to the top of the tree, which was located in outer space11. Dr. Montague and the SCP-3444-9-B sat at the top of the tree for 5 minutes, staring around them while holding one another's hands, before Dr. Montague left SCP-3444-9-B, climbed back down and returned to SCP-3444-7. At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the Site 90 copy was filled with the same SCP-3444-9 instances as before, but in a state of merriment, apparently holding an impromptu party. An SCP-3444-9 instance resembling Site Director Perry came and congratulated Dr. Montague on his entry into the Foundation. At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), Dr. Montague began to weep, apparently due to intense happiness, upon exiting SCP-3444-1. An upbeat piece of piano music could be heard by observers. I think this should put to rest any assertions that Dr. Montague's loyalty to the Foundation is in any way suspect.- Dr. Perry, Director of Site 90. SCP-3444-7's locale and the "script" of the Silver Event are extremely variable. The only constant is that it involves a positive romantic encounter between the subject and the SCP-3444-9-B instance. This often ends in some form of sexual act, depending on the setting of the Golden Event. Please consult Experiment Log 3444-36 for more information. Experiment Log 3444-36: Section 7 Experiment Log 3444-36: Section 7 Subject: Researcher Amir Safavi. It should be noted that Dr. Safavi is a native of Isfahan Province, Iran. Summary of Prior Silver Events: At SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS), the station opened onto a large expanse of sand, containing a small sandstone hut. The SCP-3444-9 A instance was apparently a copy of Dr. Safavi's mother. The hut was furnished in a manner suitable to a peasant dwelling in 17th century Iran. SCP-3444-9-A told Dr. Safavi that she considered his sexuality to be an "abomination", and told him that staying with her would be the optimum way to "cure" him. Dr. Safavi angrily rebuffed this line of thought, before leaving the building and returning to SCP-3444-2 in a state of considerable distress. At SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS), the station opened onto a copy of the Naqsh-e Jahan Square in Isfahan circa 1650. The SCP-3444-9 instances were all wearing clothes and using language appropriate for that period, but the social makeup was apparently idealised, with a number of same-sex couples from both genders and a variety of different races present among the SCP-3444-9 instances. Dr. Safavi spent his time here bartering with SCP-3444-9 instances appearing as merchants, but did not purchase any goods; after two hours, he returned to SCP-3444-3. At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened onto a copy of an Isfahani slum circa 1650. Dr. Safavi gave a soliloquy about the impossibility of finding love in Isfahan, despite the immense size of the city. At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station opened onto a 17th century Iranian coffeehouse. The SCP-3444-9-B instance appeared to be a copy of Dr. Howard Wong, Dr. Safavi's colleague at Site 90. The two discussed poetry and miniature painting for 3 hours, before Dr. Safavi returned to SCP-3444-5. At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened onto a room of the Ali Qapu pavilion in Isfahan. Several miniature paintings appropriate to the period were present on a table in the centre of the room, apparently having been painted by Dr. Safavi.12 An SCP-3444-9 instance apparently representing Shah 'Abbas II entered the room, critically appraised the works, and offered Dr. Safavi a position as a court miniaturist. Dr. Safavi happily accepted the offer. <Begin Log> SCP-3444-7 opens onto a 17th-century Isfahani coffeehouse. SCP-3444-9-B then enters the building, and immediately approaches Dr. Safavi. Dr. Safavi: Oh, Howard! SCP-3444-9-B: Amir! Oh, most beloved. I have been travelling many miles, from Herat to Isfahan. It is good to see you again. Dr. Safavi: It is so good to see you again. I… I have been having the most terrible nightmares. SCP-3444-9-B: Nightmares? Come, tell me about it. Dr. Safavi: No, not at all; first, tell me of your journey. SCP-3444-9-B: It was wasted, I fear. The prince did not want my wares; he was too concerned about Kandahar to worry about my goods now. It has only been a few years since its recapture, and there is every chance that the Gurkani will attempt another assault. Dr. Safavi: But what of the journey itself? SCP-3444-9-B: Ahh, the poet in you speaks! It was full of cold nights and fiery days. I have missed you so much, my love. At night, I would gaze upwards, into the face of God, and try to compose a few tawdry lines, but they were of inferior quality. At this point, an SCP-3444-9 instance acting as a worker at the coffeehouse approaches with two cups of coffee. SCP-3444-9-B: Ah, thank you, Mahmud. So, tell me, my love- what is your nightmare? Dr. Safavi: Oh, it is nothing truly special. Just… a strange idea. SCP-3444-9-B: Tell me, so I may ease your mind. Dr. Safavi: …I dream at night of another Howard Wong. Of a strange physician in a strange and grey country. I dream of fields of corn, and fields of wheat. I worry, Howard. I worry that this is the dream and that the reality, and that when I wake up- SCP-3444-9-B: Oh, most beloved, do not worry yourself on this count. After all, who says that dreams must not be real? To some, the dream is more real than the physical world. Perhaps this is not the world of matter, but the world of the spirit. Perhaps our joy is the expression of union with God. It matters not. All that matters is the feeling, in the here and now, of love. Dr. Safavi: Yes… Love. I love you. We can be happy here, even if only for an hour, a day, a minute, a few seconds, my hopes can be fulfilled. SCP-3444-9-B: Precisely. Let us drink, my dear. Let us drink to happiness! Dr. Safavi and SCP-3444-9-B then both drink their mugs. Dr. Safavi begins to cry. Dr. Safavi stands up, and kisses SCP-3444-9-B’s hand. Dr. Safavi: Remember me. When this is over, and the walls break apart, remember me. SCP-3444-9-B: Amir? What do you mean? Dr. Safavi: I… I’ve had training. Enough to know that this isn’t real. You’re not really here, you see. You’re out there somewhere, in the grey world. Watching, probably. I must continue. I must go back. I must… be real again. SCP-3444-9-B: Amir, you are scaring me. Dr. Safavi: I’m sorry, my love. I truly am. I’ll probably have forgotten by the next stop. But I love you. Always remember that. I love you. Dr. Safavi then enters SCP-3444-7. <End Log> Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the station opened onto the Naqsh-e Jahan Square for a second time. Several SCP-3444-9 instances, including SCP-3444-9-B, congratulated Dr. Safavi on his appointment to the Shah's court. At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), a piece of slow piano music in the key of D Major began to play. Dr. Safavi seemed extremely satisfied. Note: Dr. Safavi and Dr. Wong have since entered into a romantic relationship. SCP-3444-8's locale is identical to that found outside SCP-3444-3. In this locale, the subject will usually be congratulated on their achievements during the Golden Event by a wide variety of SCP-3444-9 instances, often including those seen in prior locales; SCP-3444-9-B is invariably present. Subjects have invariably reported a feeling of complete satisfaction and bliss at this juncture. Please consult Experiment Log 3444-43 for more information. Experiment Log 3444-43: Section 8 Experiment Log 3444-43: Section 8 Subject: A cat (Felis Catus), belonging to Dr. Jacqueline Perry, Director of Site 90. The cat's name is "Skimbleshanks". Of note are the significant deviations from the ordinary nature of the locales visited. Summary of Prior Silver Events: At SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS), the station opened onto a narrow street in Istanbul.13 No SCP-3444-9 manifestations were visible except for a female Persian cat, believed to SCP-3444-9-A and representing the subject's mother. SCP-3444-9-A attempted to give the subject a dead bird, but the subject instead ran back into the station. At SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS), the station opened onto what appeared to be a large, spacious manor house during the daytime, with abundant gardens. The house contained several dozen cats within it, each occupying a room the size of a typical domestic house cat's territory. The house featured several versions of Dr. Perry, each holding a bowl containing an unlimited amount of wet cat food. The house was largely filled with scratching posts, cat-beds and piles of unwashed laundry. At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened onto the gardens seen in BRIGHT LIGHTS, but with all entrances into the manor house closed. Instead of taking place during the day, the Silver Event took place at night. Several large, vicious house cats and Rottweilers were seen patrolling the garden, although none of them appeared to seriously threaten the subject. The subject spent the Silver Event attempting to hunt a small wren, eventually succeeding before returning to the train. At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station opened onto a suburban street. The subject was seen meowing heavily at a large male Bengal cat, determined to be SCP-3444-9-B. The cats displayed typical courtship behaviour towards one another, before the subject returned to SCP-3444-5. At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened onto a cat adoption agency. A pair of SCP-3444-9 instances, each identical to Dr. Perry, entered the building and took the subject back to SCP-3444-6. At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto a back-garden. SCP-3444-9-B was present, and proceeded to [DATA REDACTED AT REQUEST OF DR. PERRY]. The subject then returned to SCP-3444-7. <Begin Log> SCP-3444-8 appears to open onto a large garden. While mostly covered in grass, it is flanked by trees. Its two distinguishing features are a large rock- upon which several feline SCP-3444-9 instances are lazing- an extremely tall tree in the centre of the garden, and a small hole in the ground. Several leaves are protruding from the hole in the ground. The two SCP-3444-9 instances resembling Dr. Perry seen in the previous Silver Event are standing directly behind the subject, smiling. SCP-3444-9-B can be seen. The subject emits a vocalisation, and walks towards SCP-3444-9-B. SCP-3444-9-B notices the subject, and walks towards her. The subject and SCP-3444-9-B begin to purr. The subject gently nuzzles SCP-3444-9-B. SCP-3444-9-B then emits a vocalisation, before running towards the central tree. SCP-3444-9-B begins to climb the tree. The subject follows, doing the same. The subject and SCP-3444-9-B. climb the tree until they reach its height. There, they see a small circle of dirt levitating in the air. They enter the circle, and climb out of it. They are now once again on the surface of the garden, having climbed out of the aforementioned hole. The subject emits a loud vocalisation. SCP-3444-9-B also emits a loud vocalisation. The two stare at one another, purring, for approximately 2 minutes. The subject then turns and re-enters SCP-3444-8. <End Log> Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), the subject was noted to have "meowed mournfully" before leaving the station. SCP-3444's second manifestation contains three notable deviations from SCP-3444: The station's sign reads "WAKE UP" instead of "NOWHERE", and the digital display is absent. Both the subject within and outside observers report hearing music- often piano music- being played. SCP-3444-9 instances can appear here, apparently independently of the "script" of the Golden Event. Upon leaving the station, SCP-3444 disappears and it ceases to have any effect on the subject in question. Please consult Experiment Log 3444-45 for more information. Experiment Log 3444-45: Section 9 Experiment Log 3444-45: Section 9 Subject: Jacqueline Perry, Director of Site 90. Dr. Perry has had cognitohazardous training, but was using SCP-3444 for recreational purposes, and thus chose not to employ it. Summary of Prior Silver Events: At SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS), the station opened onto another corn field, with a small farmhouse containing the SCP-3444-A instance. It was noted at this point that the Golden Event had taken the form of a musical, as Dr. Perry began to sing about the boredom she felt in the countryside. SCP-3444-A took the form of Dr. Perry's mother, and told her that she should "give up her dreams of acting", as they were "unsuitable for a young lady". Dr. Perry simply left the building without speaking, and returned to SCP-3444-2. At SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS), the station opened onto what appeared to be an idealised version of Los Angeles in the 1950s. Of particular note is the prevalence of art deco architecture in the city's makeup, and an anachronistic level of minority integration. Dr. Perry engaged in a musical number, along with the SCP-3444-9 instances present, concerning her acting dreams and desire to become a major Hollywood film star; the musical number finished with her being bodily flung by several male SCP-3444-9 instances into SCP-3444-3. At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened onto a slum of Los Angeles, but which bore a remarkable similarity to areas of New York in the late 1980s. It should by noted that Dr. Perry grew up in New York during the 1970s and 1980s. Dr. Perry was seen working as a waitress in a small cafe, before singing a solo musical piece, accompanied by a violin, discussing her depression and numerous failed auditions. At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station opened onto a 1980s-style nightclub. SCP-3444-9-B was a Latino male in his mid-20s, who worked as a bouncer at the nightclub. The two engaged in a salsa dance in the centre of the nightclub for most of the duration of the Silver Event. At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened onto the grounds of a major Hollywood studio. Dr. Perry gave an audition to a pair of SCP-3444-9 instances representing studio executives. The instances appeared pleased with her performance, and Dr. Perry successfully got a major role in a Hollywood film about the SCP Foundation. This was followed by an elaborate musical number about her happiness. At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto a motel car park. Dr. Perry and the SCP-3444-9-B instance engaged in a romantic musical number, wherein they profess their feelings for one another, before each left the area; Dr. Perry headed back to SCP-3444-7. At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the station opened onto the Dolby Theatre, LA, where Dr. Perry is seen receiving the Academy Award for Best Actress. SCP-3444-9-B was seen applauding her from the crowd. Following her acceptance speech, Dr. Perry returned to SCP-3444-8. <Begin Log> Dr. Perry steps off SCP-3444-1, and onto the platform. After five seconds, piano music can be heard, and Dr. Perry begins to sing. Dr. Perry: Ohhh, won't you come with me to paradise, And feel the way things were, Ohhh, won't you come with me to paradise, And dance in a moonlit blur, At this point, SCP-3444-9-B suddenly appears in the camera shot, coming from the left of the platform. SCP-3444-9-B then begins to sing. SCP-3444-9-B: Ohhh, won't you come with me to paradise, And feel sand on your feet, Ohhh, won't you come with me upon this night, And forget the snow and sleet, Dr. Perry: Ohhh, for those misspent nights in paradise, That fantasy out of time Ohhh, for all of those heavenly stars to shine, To forget such lonely lives SCP-3444-9-B: Ohhh, I wish that in our misspent youth, When we could just catch a train, We'd dream dreams that are now denied to us, Of the City of Angels, Several SCP-3444-9 instances, dressed in full tuxedos, appear in both sides of the camera shot. The music suddenly changes to that of a full orchestra, increasing the intensity and tempo of the music dramatically. Dr. Perry, SCP-3444-9-B and the rest of the SCP-3444-9 instances begin a complex musical number. SCP-3444-9 instances: Ohhh, for long-lost thoughts of this paradise, That as children we forgot, Ohhh, for this starlight, lovestruck paradise, That as adults we could not, Ohhh, for this makeshift train-clad paradise, Its tortured and lovelorn seas, Ohhh, come with me to this heaven with me, To the way things should have been. Dr. Perry: And in that wondrous, starlit night, SCP-3444-9-B: And in that grand motel at morn, Dr. Perry: And walking on the waterfront, SCP-3444-9-B: And on that fresh golden dawn! SCP-3444-9 instances: Ohhh, won't you come with her to paradise, Where things are as they should be, Ohhh, for our childhood paradise, Ohhh, to think what could have been, Ohhh, for this makeshift train-clad paradise, Its tortured and lovelorn seas, Ohhh, come with her to this heaven with her, To the way things should have been. At this point, the SCP-3444-9 instances, including SCP-3444-9-B, all disappear from the camera feed with an elaborate flourish. Dr. Perry is left alone on the platform, at this point on her knees and singing towards the sky. Dr. Perry: Ohhh, won't you come with me to paradise, To a ramshackle fantasy, Ohhh, won't you come with me to paradise, And dance in the sky with me… Dr. Perry then exits SCP-3444 by the entrance. Agents Cartwright and Olivers are waiting to collect her. Agent Cartwright: Nice singing, doctor. Dr. Perry: Shut up, Cartwright. Time to go home. <End Log> Footnotes 1. Usually between 90 and 160 minutes later, but events have been known to be as short as 30 minutes and as long as 510 minutes. 2. Commonly called a "Northern", this type of train was first used on the Northern Pacific Railway, which ran through North Dakota 3. Notable as being the month in which the first full-length "sound film", The Jazz Singer, was released. 4. Though sometimes, especially in cases where the subject lacked a prominent parental figure during their childhood, a figure acting in a parental role can substitute 5. The nature of this success was left vague. 6. Noted to be extremely similar to the alarms used in D-2508's cell block to sound an escaped prisoner, but far more exaggerated. 7. Following 18 experiments using D-Class personnel, it was determined that SCP-3444 was safe to use. Foundation personnel were consequently used in subsequent tests. 8. Dr. Westwood has described the landscape as being similar to her homeland in the Northwestern Territories, Canada. 9. It appears that Dr. Westwood's cognitohazardous resistance completely broke down following the Silver Event of SCP-3444-5. 10. A splinter-group of the Church of the Broken God, which adheres to the technological norms of the Industrial Revolution and sees the production of clockwork and analog technology as a form of prayer. 11. Some form of spatial anomaly appeared to be affecting the tree, as the climb only took Dr. Montague and SCP-3444-9-B 10 minutes. 12. Miniature painting is a hobby of Dr. Safavi's. 13. 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SCP-3445 | safe | NOTICE You are viewing revision 030 of this document. REVISED ON: 13 Mar 19 EDIT COMMENT: Revised containment procedures with updated information. Updated description with most relevant example. Added addendum with last known observational data. Changes from revision 029 have been marked in blue. SCP-3445 Item #: SCP-3445 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3445 is contained on-site at Peak Cemetery by a 24/7 guard duty disguised as local groundskeepers; an auxiliary Site, Site 321/A, has been established nearby for research purposes. A storage shed has been constructed around SCP-3445 to perform tests without exposing it to public viewing. Unauthorized persons approaching SCP-3445 will be administered amnestics and redirected elsewhere. Identification of subjects described in SCP-3445-A instances is ongoing. The status of SCP-3445 is currently unknown. Containment personnel are presumed deceased. Description: SCP-3445 is an unmarked Christian gravestone measuring approximately two meters tall located in Peak Cemetery, near Aurora, Colorado. Study of its material corrosion over time indicates it was first constructed some time in the late 1930s or early 1940s. SCP-3445 has an "S" symbol superficially resembling a dollar sign carved into its center. When any $1 or $5 US bill is placed in one of the four openings in the top of SCP-3445, the currency will immediately vanish from its location and is subsequently replaced by a small notecard measuring 76.2 by 127.0 mm1 in the same spot five minutes later (hereafter SCP-3445-A). SCP-3445-A instances are brief commentaries on a recently deceased person, always using the following format: Reason for Demise: This section contains a cryptic statement from which the subject's cause of death can usually be inferred, depending on the context given in the rest of a 3445-A instance. Preparations: Predictions are given for memorial and/or funeral services for the deceased. Subsequent research into 3445-A instances conclusively matched with real persons revealed that predictions are usually in line with the subject's personal religious beliefs (or lack thereof) during life and match actual memorial events. Commentary: Trends leading to increased deaths in society are briefly discussed in the first person, usually attempting to tie in the identity of the subject with the cause of death discussed. The identity of the person or entity speaking in 3445-A instances is currently unknown. Example of SCP-3445-A instance, 23 Sep 2012 (transcript): [Foundation commentary in brackets] Reason for Demise: Having too much fun at a party, and not slowing down. [Later identified as Greg Jones, a 22 year old college senior from Southern Illinois University-Edwardsville who died from alcohol intoxication while attending an off-campus party] Preparations: A field of grieving scholars and forlorn music. A casket with a clean look for the ceremony, and ritual incineration afterwards. A simple memory, with future fate unknown. [A memorial service was held for Jones in the campus' football field, and his body was cremated. Last line possibly referencing non-religious status of subject.] Commentary: I'm MADD about the frequency of this. If it doesn't happen in cars, it happens in dorm rooms. [The spelling and capitalization of MADD is likely a reference to Mothers Against Drunk Driving, a non-profit American organization that advocates for stricter drunk driving laws] Example of SCP-3445-A instance, 24 Dec 2018 (transcript) Reason for Demise: Heeding to peer pressure and a false warning. [Identity unverified, location/incident verified] Preparations: A desperate cry of sympathy and a demand for answers. A funeral procession held on national television. A sense that something is wrong that will make it so. [SCP identification verified] Commentary: They were the first, but I suspect they will not be the last. In fact, I suspect you may be next. When their inevitable conviction meets your uncertain mind, there is only one certain outcome. [First recorded 3445-A instance directly addressing reader] The person discussed within an SCP-3445-A instance is not named and is usually difficult to identify because of the lack of specific information about them and the apparently random location of a given subject - subjects have been identified in locations ranging from central Colorado to China. However, analysis of the "Commentary" section combined with the cultural descriptions in the "Preparations" section has lead to a small number of identifications of 3445-A described individuals. On the few occasions where an individual has been identified prior to burial or cremation, attempts to intervene to prevent the predictions made in the "Preparations" section from occurring result in local space-time being anomalously altered until the conditions of the funeral service and/or other burial preparations are met. Addendum 3445.A: On 12 Mar 2019, an automated Emergency Containment Information message was delivered to Area-055-A containing updated samples of 3445-A instances, recorded shortly before containment was abandoned on 20 Feb. These messages are noticeably shorter than previously recorded instances. O5-6 received and acknowledged the message, and has updated SCP-3445's file accordingly. The current status of SCP-3445 is unknown. All containment personnel are presumed deceased. 1 Feb 2019 Reason for Demise: Fear of the unknown. Preparations: None, as their family succumbed to the same fear. It is hard to hold a funeral when everyone thinks the victim had the right idea. Commentary: This is getting out of hand. Can none find the cure to this? For years they have died sensibly and reasonably, and now everyone has lost their minds. 14 Feb 2019 Reason for Demise: Love of the known, and fear of a delusion. Preparations: Demolition as the corpses of the misguided are crushed under the concrete. Nobody wishes to use their resting place, because everyone is already very tired. Commentary: There's nothing that can be done now. You had a job, and you failed it. Goodbye, victims of failure. I hope there is something waiting for you. 19 Feb 2019 [Last Known Message] Reason for Demise: Same as everyone else. Preparations: None. Commentary: Well, it looks like I'm going out of business soon. Footnotes 1. 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SCP-3446 | safe | Agent Scott demonstrating the anomalous effects of SCP-3446 when worn Item #: SCP-3446 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3446 is to be kept in a standard containment locker. Access is to be restricted to personnel with Level 2 clearance or higher. Personnel using SCP-3446 are to be equipped with a wetsuit, and respiratory gear with at least three hours of breathable air available. During usage, SCP-3446 and its wearer must be attached to a retractable cable for emergency recovery. Description: SCP-3446 is a pair of dark grey waterproof rubber waders that reach up to the mid-torso. SCP-3446's anomalous properties activate upon being worn by any person. When SCP-3446 is worn, any surface the wearer stands on will take on a muddy consistency, becoming a highly viscous liquid version of the original material. SCP-3446 and its wearer will sink further into the surface, and may become completely submerged. This happens regardless of surface depth, and it is noted that wearers do not reappear out of the other side of the surface. While in the process of sinking, the subject may move around as if moving through mud or water, allowing them to wade through the floor. The anomalous effects continue to follow them, allowing for consistent motion. Once SCP-3446 moves far enough away from a location, the surface will revert to its original state and shape. As long as the surface maintains its anomalous properties, other objects may be lowered through it as well as SCP-3446. Addendum: Testing has confirmed that when using SCP-3446, subjects sink into an extradimensional space, designated SCP-3446-1. SCP-3446-1 does not possess breathable air, and instead has an atmosphere made of an unidentified transparent liquid with large amounts of suspended particulate matter, and relatively high viscosity. The terrain of SCP-3446-1 is almost entirely comprised of mud, and no ambient light has been observed in SCP-3446-1 aside from light produced by the bioluminescent organisms inhabiting it. + SCP-3446-1 Exploration Log 1 - Hide Log Exploration Audio Log Transcript Date: 7/22/████ Objective: Exploration of SCP-3446-1 Subjects: D-10334, SCP-3446 Notes: D-10334 has been equipped with SCP-3446, a facemask with respiratory gear and 3 hour air supply, a wetsuit, a waterproof flashlight with an output of 2200 lumens, and an audio recorder. 1100m of retractable cable was also attached to D-10334 and SCP-3446. Exploration was overviewed by Dr. Sambre. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Sambre: Alright. Did you turn the recorder on? D-10334: Yep. You sure you're gonna be able to get the audio from inside there? Dr. Sambre: Yes, earlier tests have shown that transmission is possible, but now we're moving on to full exploration. D-10334: And that's where I come in. Dr. Sambre: Correct. Now, we've briefed you on the abilities of SCP-3446 so you know what to expect. Remain calm as you're sinking, and do not return before we instruct you to. Is that understood? D-10334: Yes ma'am. Should I put 'em on now? Dr. Sambre: Please proceed. Good luck. D-10334 dons SCP-3446, and the floor begins to liquefy. D-10334 steadily sinks downwards for roughly a minute before total submersion. Dr. Sambre: D-10334, you are now within SCP-3446-1. Please report your surroundings. D-10334: Damn, it's dark, even with the flashlight. I, uh, can still see, so I guess it's more like I'm underwater than under… mud. Like I'm at th' bottom of the ocean. The floor's still pretty gooey, and everything's cloudy though. Don't think I'm sinking anymore. I can see about… 4 meters ahead? Dr. Sambre: Okay. Please proceed in any direction. Keep us updated on what's happening. D-10334: Sure thing. D-10334: …Yecchh, it's still like moving through glue. I'm going downhill now, so I guess this place isn't flat. I've seen a couple rocks on the ground, but I'm pretty sure they're just rocks. Dr. Sambre: Collect one anyways, please. D-10334: Okay, okay… Whoa! Dr. Sambre: What is it? D-10334: I-I'm fine, just startled. Some little critter scooted out from under the rock. Long and pale with all kinds of legs and feelers, looked like it was covered in snot. Nasty. D-10334: …I have to try and catch it, don't I. Dr. Sambre: If you can. If it's already gone, then just proceed onwards. D-10334: Yeah, it burrowed back down into the mud. No way I'm going after it. Hmm. There's some kinda seaweed… moss… stuff growin' over here. I'll grab some of that. Don't plants need light to grow though, Doc? 'Cause it's dark as anything down here. Dr. Sambre: Normally they do, but normally rubber pants don't send you into an extradimensional swamp. Please proceed. D-10334: Heh, yeah. D-10334 continues walking for several more minutes without reporting anything. D-10334: Oh, there's something there. Finally. Looks like coral made out of rust. Oh hell, it's growing off of some creature's bones. Dr. Sambre: Please collect a sample of both. D-10334: I'll try. D-10334: Gah! Dr. Sambre: D-10334? Are you in danger? D-10334: D-don't think so… whatever the stuff is, it's growing towards the light. And fast, it's puttin' bamboo to shame here. Doc, do ya think it's eating the light or something? Dr. Sambre: It is a possibility, but we don't know for sure. And if the place is so dark, it's strange it would develop such an ability. For now, steer clear. The sample can wait. D-10334 proceeds away from the structures in silence for several more minutes. D-10334: Yo! Doc! I see somethin' else… another light? Dr. Sambre: Please investigate. D-10334: Sure… oh, geez, it's… uh… best I can say is it looks like one'a those angler fish things? Creepy as hell. Dr. Sambre: Can you describe it in detail? D-10334: Okay. It's about the size of a football, swimmin' at about head-height. It's got a big, see-through bag sitting on its forehead, filled with little glowing things. They're, uh, moving around in there. I can't tell how long it is, there's this big scraggly beard thing coming out of its belly and dragging behind it. I think I see claws somewhere in it, too. I can't tell if it has eyes, but I can see th' mouth way more clearly than I'd like. Jesus, those teeth are like nails, and I'm pretty sure its got three rows of them. Brrrr. D-10334: Now it's eyein' my flashlight. Maybe it thinks it found a lady friend, heh. Dr. Sambre: If it's distracted, please attempt to capture it. D-10334: Ma'am, there's no way I'm putting my fingers anywhere near that. Tell you what, it's still following the light, so when I get back pass me a net and I'll try to get it—Oh lord. There's a swarm of thingies coming after me now. Dr. Sambre: Thingies? D-10334: Whatever they are, they've got fins and spindly legs and big needle noses and there's about a billion of 'em. Oh crap, if one of those things sticks me I'll- Dr. Sambre: Please remain calm. Back away, and try turning off your light. D-10334: Okay, okay. Okay. I don't feel any bites, so I think it worked. They're mobbing the fish now, though. I guess it has light too… oh geez, they're taking bites out of each other like mad. It's eating them just as fast as they're eating it… I'm gonna be sick. Can I come back now, Doc? I've got the rock and the plants and stuff. Dr. Sambre: You can head back to the starting point, but don't return to the surface just yet. Try heading off in another direction for a while. D-10334: O-okay. Oh man, now the coral stuff is there too, it's growing around them like a net… must've been brought by the light. D-10334 walks back with the guidance of the cable for several minutes, then walks in another direction for several minutes, remaining silent. D-10334: D-Doc… I'm feelin' kinda sick… I haven't seen anything n-new in a while… can you pull… me… b-back… now? D-10334 faints, and is pulled back to the surface by the cable. Upon return, several large parasitic organisms are found affixed to his back, arms and neck. Medical examination determined the organisms had injected a numbing agent before attachment, to avoid detection. The submerged portions of the cable are also found to be covered in barnacle-like growths. Among the growths was a portion of the coral-like structure reported by D-10334, which began rapidly growing towards the light fixtures, eventually breaking them. While it grew, it began to output large amounts of the fluid filling SCP-3446-1. It and the fluid were successfully contained and placed in a lightproof box. The parasites were successfully removed from D-10334 and placed in a storage tank. D-10334 made a successful recovery and was reassigned. [END LOG] Addendum 2: Further excursions into SCP-3446-1 have been successful in recovering samples of the native flora and fauna. Recovered specimens are to be kept in a tank filled with the fluid from SCP-3446-1 and no light. + View Recovered Specimens - Hide List Designation Description Notes SCP-3446-A1 A calcium-carbonate based structure with long, reddish-brown stalks. Wavy, branching shape. Immobile, but grows rapidly towards light. Produces the fluid filling SCP-3446-1. Several other organisms feed off of it safely, but it will act predatory towards any bioluminescent animals. SCP-3446-A2 Aquatic organisms with a bioluminescent sac affixed to their skull. Possesses long, thin tendrils and claws on its underside. Large teeth and no eyes. Attracts both prey and predators using light. Doesn't react to physical injuries. SCP-3446-A5 Small organisms with 3 pairs of fins and thin legs on either side. Have long proboscises used for hunting and eating. Has 4 compound eyes. Hunts in large swarms. Reproduces quickly to counteract high mortality rate. SCP-3446-A8 Round parasitic organisms with an exoskeleton. Underside is covered with barbs for latching on and feeding. Moves by pumping water through its body. Injects a numbing agent before latching on to avoid detection by host organism. SCP-3446-A9 Mosslike plant that grows along terrain. Highly adhesive, smaller organisms trapped by it eventually die and provide sustenance, and attract more prey while decomposing. Has trouble adhering to inorganic materials, including SCP-3446. Uses roots to stay in place because of this. Due to the new information regarding these organisms and the potential hostility of the environment, new protocols have been implemented for excursions into SCP-3446-1, as detailed in the containment procedures. + SCP-3446-1 Exploration Log 2 - Hide Log Exploration Video Log Transcript Date: 8/02/████ Objective: Exploration of SCP-3446-1 Subjects: SCP-3446 Notes: To minimize further risk from hostile organisms while exploring SCP-3446-1, a human subject is used solely for the purpose of wearing SCP-3446. A submersible drone will be sent to do exploration once SCP-3446-1 is accessible. The drone is equipped with sonar tracking and mapping systems, a cutting tool, and a sample container equipped with analytical instruments. A video feed will be generated using the sonar readings and other sensors. Exploration was overviewed by Dr. Sambre. Agent Scott volunteered to wear SCP-3446. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Sambre: Alright. Agent Scott, please proceed. Remember, you don't need to sink all the way into SCP-3446-1. Just go deep enough that we can get the drone in. Agent Scott: Understood. Agent Scott putts on SCP-3446, and sinks to roughly waist height. The submersible drone is then lowered into SCP-3446-1. Dr. Sambre: It's in. Scott, you're going to have to sit there for a while until we bring it back. Agent Scott: I'll be fine. I brought a book, and these things are surprisingly comfortable. Dr. Sambre: Very well. The drone is activated, and Dr. Sambre begins operating it. It moves without notable discoveries for 2 hours. Eventually, sonar readings indicate a massive structure ahead. The drone is moved closer for inspection. A sample of the structure is taken, and identified as SCP-3446-A1. The drone is maneuvered upwards, to gauge the height of the column of SCP-3446-A1. It moves upwards for another hour, before encountering a domed roof of SCP-3446-A1 growing outwards from the main stalk. Sonar does not reveal an end to this structure. Time traveled and speed indicate a height of approximately 63 kilometers. A current in the fluid briefly moves aside a portion of the ceiling, revealing trace amounts of sunlight for 2 seconds before it is blocked by growth. No other notable discoveries are made during the rest of the expedition. [END LOG] |
SCP-3447 | euclid | One instance of SCP-3447. Engraving not visible in this image. Item #: SCP-3447 Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-3447 are to be kept at Remote Site-71 in separate, standard Safe-class storage lockers. Each instance is to be fitted with a trumpet mute with an explosive charge, which can be deactivated with a code provided to on-site Level-3 researchers. If a mute is removed without the code being entered, the explosive charge will detonate, rendering the instance inoperable and neutralized. As of 05/25/2017, MTF Eta-11 (“Savage Beasts”) is to track down possible sources of SCP-3447 reproductions, and to monitor any further anarchist activities against Foundation sites involving musical anomalies. Description: SCP-3447 refers to a collection of twenty-five thirty anomalous trumpets, with more theorized to currently exist outside of Foundation custody. They appear identical to non-anomalous trumpets with the exception of an engraving along the bell reading “Anartists without Borders #XX”, with “XX” being a number between one and twenty-five thirty. When not being played, SCP-3447 demonstrates no anomalous properties other than an increased resistance to scratches, blemishes in the finish, and other minor forms of damage.1 SCP-3447's primary effect manifests whenever a G pitch2 of any octave is played. When this occurs, all nearby man-made walls will begin to deteriorate for the duration of time that the note is held, beginning with large cracks in the base of the structure until it inevitably collapses. The speed of decay is unaffected by the size or material of the wall in question; SCP-3447's effect will destroy approximately half of a meter of the wall for every second the note is held. The range of a single instance is approximately 5 meters in front of the user, but this effect is additive with additional trumpets playing the same note nearby, including otherwise non-anomalous trumpets. SCP-3447 was originally discovered at an anartist music festival on 05/25/2007 in ██████, █████, apparently being advertised by anarchist music group “Anartists without Borders”, a known cell of the anartist Group of Interest Are We Cool Yet?. The band promoted the item as a way to “Tear down the walls that separate us” and to “…destroy the prisons of our tyrants”. Following SCP-3447's unveiling, MTF Eta-11 (“Savage Beasts”) intercepted and detained the group en route to an anarchist protest, notably located near the █████-█████ border. During the raid, all twenty-five instances of SCP-3447 were recovered. A gathering of fifty anarchists, all of whom had non-anomalous trumpets, were waiting at the protest site and were amnesticized and informed the event had been canceled due to an impending thunderstorm. No further anomalous activity regarding SCP-3447 has been reported was reported for ten years; see addendum. Addendum SCP-3447.1: On 05/25/2017, ten years after the original anartist music festival, twenty-five anarchists3 approached Site-62 and attempted to breach into the site utilizing five previously unknown copies of SCP-3447 and twenty non-anomalous trumpets. On-site security forces eliminated the anarchists before they reached any containment sectors, but not before several research sectors suffered approximately $1,500,000 in damages. The additional SCP-3447 samples were transported to Site-71. Due to the apparent reproduction of SCP-34474 and high probability of more existing, SCP-3447 has been reclassified as Euclid. Footnotes 1. During transport to Site-71, one sample was accidentally dropped from a height of two meters but was not dented. While unconfirmed, current hypotheses indicate that SCP-3447 is immune to all forms of accidental damage. 2. Concert F. As a secondary effect, this note is always played in-tune, regardless of the actual tuning of the trumpet. 3. Many of whom were present at the previous █████-█████ border gathering. 4. All members of “Anartists without Borders” were detained as D-Class personnel and later perished during an unrelated containment breach in 2012. It was assumed all known evidence of SCP-3447's construction was recovered by MTF agents during the capture of the group. |
SCP-3448 | thaumiel | close Info X SCP-3448: Halfterlife It's all sunshine and daises from here on out. Author: Captain Kirby SCPs SCP Number Rating SCP-3393 1304 Captain Kirby's Proposal 814 SCP-4514 666 SCP-3448 618 SCP-5552 595 SCP-3844 533 SCP-3388 492 SCP-3866 443 SCP-5003 442 SCP-3305 410 SCP-3449 388 SCP-4877 386 SCP-4321 351 SCP-016-J 281 SCP-7100 276 SCP-3123 239 SCP-3393-EX 229 SPC-1057 223 SCP-3511 211 SCP-6007 200 SCP-3633 193 SCP-4925 192 SCP-4479 188 SCP-3767 174 SCP-4316 166 SCP-4775 143 SCP-4034 139 SCP-5877 118 SCP-5448 110 SCP-3650 103 SCP-3203 70 SCP-5779 63 SCP-3405 55 SCP-3481 52 Tales Title Rating The Nuclear Option 547 Impossible-To-Destroy Reptile 491 In The Clutches Of Life 396 Numbers, Like Stories, Never Die 335 The Tombstone of Alto Clef 263 Tales of the Ethics Committee: 5 Reasons The Foundation Wants A Robot Army 232 Excerpts From The Societal Census Programme ΩK-Class Report 232 With The Reaper On Retirement 227 Do You Remember Funerals? 173 From The Clutches Of Life 154 Where Death Used To Live 150 Project Damnerung 147 Hello, My Name Isn't 146 Don't Get Used To It 143 The Many Portraits Of Jack Bright 140 Group Date 140 Monochrome 132 Hundred-Year Favor 124 Even The Most Masked Of Men Become Themselves Behind Closed Doors 113 You Have 18 Unread Messages 102 Everyday Is Somebody's Birthday 97 The Shape of a Noose 76 A Failed Two Weeks Notice 69 Pink Cracks in a Digital Wall 66 'Til Death Do Us Part 65 Rocks And Trees Are Not Good Company 64 Tears of a Neon God 57 Poky And Pal Scheme Together 55 A Eulogy In 11/8 Time 53 Is Anybody Home? 53 Carnivores 52 Poky And Pal Arm Themselves 49 Virtue 46 When It Rains, It Pours 45 God-Knows-Where 39 I Felt Numb 39 It's A Nice Day Out 38 Attempts To Salvage Thought 36 I Am Wonderful 33 Outrun 29 They Are Not Laughing With You 28 What Is There To Do With A Pot Of Gold? 27 Containment's A Beach 22 GOI Formats Title Rating Captain Kirby's Proposal, Or Something 191 My Head Is On Fire And I'm (Not) Ok 102 Project Proposals 2004-013/2014-114/2024-072: "Losing Your Cool" 71 You may also like: SCP-2922 - Notes From The Under daveyoufool SCP-2922 is a method of communication from a human mind to a telephone. Once a human is implanted with SCP-2922, they will be able to make phone calls to a pre-established phone number at any time. SCP-4069 - Out of Range by Cyantreuse does not match any existing user name C-51174 opens the door to find a large mirror. His reflection displays his uniform and equipment, but not his body itself. He inspects the reflection for several minutes before closing the door. Test concluded. SCP-3448 with SCP-3448-A inside. Item #: SCP-3448 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3448 is to remain active at Site-2718. Personnel are to inspect SCP-3448 daily for additional messages from SCP-3448-A. Project Dammerung is to research any method of escape proposed or indicated by SCP-3448-A. Description: SCP-3448 refers to the communication developed and used by Project Dammerung. Utilizing technology used in MRIs, particle accelerators, and anomalous rituals, SCP-3448 is capable of allowing an individual to die while remaining in contact with the world of the living. SCP-3448 resembles an MRI machine; however, its additional anomalous components are connected externally through the use of jumper cables and custom circuit boards. SCP-3448 is the primary tool used by Project Dammerung to complete its objective: to contain the Dammerung Class Cognitohazard known as death. Subjects are introduced to SCP-3448 through its main opening. Once the subject has fully entered the cavity, the anomalous components in SCP-3448 transfer the subject into a half-death1 state, in which all bodily functions cease. Any subject occupying this conceptual state is referred to as SCP-3448-A. This allows the consciousness to roam free from the body after it has entered the state of death (henceforth referred to as SCP-3448-1). Unfortunately, most documentation about the nature of SCP-3448-1 has been lost (see Addendum 3448.1). When the consciousness leaves the brain in this manner, anomalous electrical activity continues, despite any source of energy. This activity is referred to as residual signals, which replicate how the brain would react should it be introduced to SCP-3448-1 while it was alive.2 By interacting with these electrical signals, the Foundation is able to establish two-way communication with SCP-3448-A. In order to better understand the residual signals, they are interpreted by an additional anomalous component of SCP-3448. This component will generally produce an image, although individual words have been observed. Agent Anthony Michaels, the only successful subject to have utilized SCP-3448 outside of preliminary testing, is the current SCP-3448-A. As of this writing, SCP-3448-A still exhibits standard residual signal activity. Addendum 3448.1: Below is a series of records from the usage of SCP-3448. Due to the destruction of formal testing documentation as per the instructions of O5-4, the majority of recovered documents take the form of lab notes, or residual signal communication reports. + Open Recovered Interview Transcript - Close Transcript SCP-3448 Preliminary Subject Interview Young: Please state your name for the record. Michaels: Agent Anthony Michaels. Young: How long have you served the Foundation? Michaels: Fourteen years. Young: What is your next assignment? Michaels: The one that'll make sure I don't serve for fifteen years. Young: … You know this is for the formal record, right? Michaels: Yeah, but you know how it is. I gotta get a joke in some time. And we both know I only have so many jokes left. Young: I know, I know. But, let's just get back to the interview for now. Why did you volunteer for this assignment? Michaels: I did it for my family. Young: Can you elaborate? Michaels: Well, my dad's been on his deathbed for a while now. I've spoken to him though, and once he comes around he talks about the things he was going to do when he gets out of the hospital. He told me he was going to hike the Appalachian trail. That thing goes all the way from Georgia to Maine. This man brought up three kids by himself, and all he wanted at the end was to go on a nice hike. Young: That doesn't quite answer the question. Michaels: Yeah, I guess it's not a super explicit answer isn't it? [laughs softly] Young: Please, we need to do this for the report. It has to be more professional than this. Michaels: Sorry, sorry. I meant to say that, well… I want to give my dad another chance. Sure, he might not make it all the way through the trail, or up the mountains, or wherever, but I don't want him to die. He deserves more than what he's got, and I'm willing to sacrifice myself in his stead. He's practically done the same for me. Young: And you do recognize that the Foundation is not required to adhere to your wish. This meaning that, in the case that your mission succeeds, we are allowed to choose your father for selective termination. Michaels: I'll take the chance. If we're containing the Reaper, I trust the Foundation will make sure he's only let off his new leash when it's really necessary. Furthermore, I don't believe my dad is one of those cases. Young: Do you have anything else to add? Michaels: I guess I'd like to thank you for giving me this opportunity. Young: Well, um… It's been my pleasure, Agent Michaels. Michaels: As working with Project Dammerung was mine. Young: Okay. That will conclude our interview. + Open Imaging Reports and Associated Lab Notes - Close Documents SCP-3448 Preliminary Testing Lab Notes Alright, breaking in the first page of the lab notebook. Just a bunch of scribbles of my thoughts during the official test for later. So, to future reader person (yes, that means you future Emily), you should probably take a look at the formal report instead. We've confirmed that this thing works as well as it's ever going to. I mean, the animal tests of the individual parts worked. That's the best confirmation we're going to get without throwing someone in there 100%. So, the current plan is this - send in Michaels and have him look around. Get him to investigate and learn what this place is like, who else is there, etc. Then, we will then use our newfound understanding of the Reaper to figure out how to contain him. Finally we'll… we'll do our job I guess. It's our Dammerung-Class Moby Dick after all. Except without the killing it part. Michaels finished training to use SCP-3448 a few days ago. Not sure how quickly he'll be able to adjust to being dead, which means that we don't know how long it'll be until he can actually talk to us right. But now's as good a time as any. Worst comes to worst, I love the guy, but he's already going to be dead. We just let the man rest in peace. Too bad we couldn't use a Class-D, but the higher-ups don't trust that they'll listen to orders. It's not like we could threaten termination. I caught Tony clearing out his quarters today. When I asked him how he was feeling he made some joke like “it’s not like it’s going to kill me twice”. And then he threw out a box of personal mementos, including that teddy bear I gave him at the Foundation Christmas gift exchange. He can’t be doing too well. But, then again, he’s probably as ready as he’ll ever be. That teddy bear is now in my office. SCP-3448 Day 1 Imaging Results <08:30 — 09:00> Intense flashing and flickering. <09:00 — 09:05> Image resembled rough seas. <09:05 — 12:05> Intense flashing and flickering. <12:05 — 12:48> Formed three hours after the previous image. Appears to be a humanoid figure surrounded by hundreds of insects. This continues for 43 minutes before the insects disperse; the now considerably swollen humanoid falls to the ground. <12:48 — 18:48> A shade of grey. <18:48 — 23:52> Appears to resemble the rough seas from the 08:30—09:00 image, however, the water is replaced with the insects from the 12:05—12:48 image. SCP-3448 Day 1 Lab Notes It's working. It's not going well, but it's working. God, what the hell was Tony thinking when he signed up for this shit? We knew that death was supposed to get worse and worse as it went. At least, that's how the recording described it. We thought that preserving the body would reduce some of the perception issues, but I don't think it’s working as well as we wanted. But it's just the first day. Our plan gives us ten days before we jump ship and move on to another subject. Also, we need to move Jared to a different station. He vomited all over the floor during his monitoring shift. I don't totally blame him, but he could've done the rest of us a favor by hobbling off to the bathroom faster. Hopefully Tony won't send back too many more visuals like that. SCP-3448 Day 2 Imaging Results <02:00 — 02:03> An emaciated man lying in a desert. There appears to be an oasis far in the background. <02:03 — 10:03> Static. <06:00 — 12:00> A man in the fetal position, laying in the corner of a room made of compacted dirt. Various bones and roots can be seen protruding from the walls. <12:00 — 18:00> Insect wings emerge from the walls and begin fluttering. SCP-3448 Day 2 Lab Notes Ok, looks like he's calmed down. Not entirely coherent, but it's something. We're going to see if we can talk to him tomorrow. I say talk but I really mean mess with his brain waves in a meaningful way. We know it works, but we have no clue what it actually feels like. Hard to get that sort of feedback from lab rats. But if these tests work we're onto something. We'll get him to start exploring I guess? I don't think that's the right word. Or maybe it is. We don't know if this is a place or a state of mind or what. The recording that O5-4 showed us makes it sound like he's still here, on earth. Just experiencing things in the most terrible way possible. I'm more picturing a hellscape aesthetic. SCP-3448 Day 3 Imaging Results <06:00 — 06:03> A caterpillar crawling up the trunk of a tree. <08:03 — 08:13> Leaves blowing in the wind. The direction of the breeze alternates rapidly, so the leaves appear to be waving. <09:13 — 09:15> The caterpillar from the 06:00—06:03 image eats some of the leaves from the 08:03—08:13 image. <09:15 — 13:15> Various shades of red. <13:15 — 13:15> An emaciated man punches a wall. <15:15 — 15:29> Same scene from the 09:13—09:15 image, except the caterpillar has stopped eating, and the leaves have all been replaced by hands of the same size, which continue to wave in the wind. This continues for ten minutes until the wind stops. All hands except for one hang limply. The remaining hand makes an "ok" sign. The caterpillar begins to wrap itself in a cocoon. <19:29 — 21:03> The hands from the previous image move frantically to swat away insects. Insects do not resemble a single known species. They have stingers resembling those of bees, and legs resembling those of spiders. The caterpillar has fully formed its cocoon, and is undisturbed for the duration of the visual. SCP-3448 Day 3 Lab Notes He's finally becoming coherent, so thank god for that. I mean, I use coherent lightly. He's as together as a consciousness floating through space could ever be. He waved to say "Hi" (I think). So this is fine. In other news, I talked to Tony's sister, Joyce. Apparently she works in the biology department at Site-23. I didn't tell her about what's up with Tony, of course. But, I did manage to bring up insects. Apparently Tony has some sort of insectophobia, but it's not too bad that you'd call it a phobia. Like, they just freak him out. Either way, it makes for some interesting interpretations of Tony's visuals. I can't tell if SCP-3448-1 is full of bugs, or if it's full of whatever you're afraid of, or if that's just Tony's interpretation of it. I'm leaning toward the last option though. If anything because of an idealogical standpoint. Death being what you make of it sounds kind of poetic. Not that any of my "poetry" will show up in the formal report. I wonder what I'd see. Still from the Day 4, 10:00-14:22 image. Neither the man, nor the hedges are visible at this point. SCP-3448 Day 4 Imaging Results <10:00 — 14:22> A man searches through a garden. It is unclear what he is looking for. The garden extends indefinitely in all directions, and exploration takes the man through large groves of daisies. For the majority of the trek, the man stays on a path outlined by two hedges that run alongside him. At one point the man stops, looks at a patch of daisies, and steps over the hedges toward the flowers. Image changes after his foot hits the ground. <14:22 — 17:22> Various shades of green and purple. <17:22 — 17:27> The man from the 10:00—14:22 image has uncovered some of the dirt, and stares into the ground with a look of awe and terror on his face. What the man is staring at is obscured by daisies. After three minutes, a thin, wrinkled hand is seen reaching into frame, and taps the man on the shoulder. <17:27 — 18:27> Static. <18:27 — 18:39> The man is standing behind the hedges now. A small girl is covering the patch of land with dirt using her hands. A large quantity of insects swarm around the girl. She appears content. It is unknown if the girl acknowledges the insects or not. The man's left hand appears to be swollen from stinging. <23:39 — 01:02> The man walks back through the garden the way he came in Image 1. Left hand remains swollen. He is carrying a tulip in his right hand, which he looks at during the walk. No other individuals can be seen. After an hour and eight minutes, the man suddenly looks back over his shoulder, shrugs and continues walking. SCP-3448 Day 4 Lab Notes: Exploration started today. And by exploration I mean Tony actively figuring out how to convey this place to us. I don’t think it’s actually all flowers and sunshine. Luckily, he seems to be mostly coherent at this point. Although, I think his communication is still more cryptic than we’d like. I’ll take it over how he acted a few days ago. We don’t know who the girl is. Can’t tell what she’s supposed to represent. Most of us think that she’s another person caught in this “half-dead” state, but we don’t have any confirmation. Although, on the off chance we’re right, the higher ups started an operation to infiltrate the usual suspects (CI, SH, GOC, etc.) to make sure none of them have beaten us to the punch. Assuming Tony understands us well enough, we’re going to give him the go ahead to interact more with the girl and report back. SCP-3448 Day 5 Imaging Results: <05:00 — 05:20> A sky covered in gray clouds. No precipitation observed. <05:20 — 10:20> Static. <10:20 — 10:30> A teddy bear, a stuffed animal crow, and a girl all sit around a table. The girl offers tea to both the teddy bear and the crow. Neither party reacts. She proceeds to pour tea for the two regardless. <10:30 — 13:30> A warm shade of yellow. <13:30 — 14:16> Same as the 10:20—10:30 image except the teddy bear somehow has a grip on the tea cup, and the crow is facing the teddy bear. The girl appears to be conversing with the stuffed animals, despite their lack of responses. <14:16 — 15:16> A light shade of red. <15:16 — 15:38> Same as the 13:30—14:16 image, except the crow has started to fall apart at the seams. Insects crawl out from between the stitching. Neither the teddy bear nor the girl appear to notice. <15:38 — 16:38> Flickering between dark red, and black. <16:38 — 16:44> Formed at 1600. Same as Image 4, except the insects have eaten parts of the teddy bear. The girl appears surprised and upset. After five minutes she glares at the stuffed crow, which is now mostly covered with insects. She then sets down her tea, and leaves. <19:44 — 20:04> A man in the corner of a room, curled into the fetal position. He rocks back and forth. His body appears to be swollen and covered from small insect bites. SCP-3448 Day 5 Lab Notes: I think half of our group is starting to get more and more uncomfortable with the creepy crawlies. I can only imagine what it’s like for Tony. We’re giving him a day to recuperate from whatever the hell today was. No exploration or interviews or whatever. In other news, we made some progress on the girl today. She looks almost identical to Tony’s younger sister Joyce from when she was eight. Key word – "almost". I can’t tell if it’s Tony not quite getting the image back right, or if this thing actually just looks like Tony’s sister but with slightly elevated cheek bones and a slightly darker shade of brown in her hair. Or maybe that’s how Tony remembers his sister? Or maybe there’s just some kid out there who looks almost like her? Honestly, those details probably aren't super important. I bet tomorrow our "talk" with Tony will clear things up. Day 6 Imaging Results: <10:00 — 10:05> A man sitting with his back against a dirt wall. Plant roots and bones protrude from the wall and ceiling. He appears to be tired and sweating. <12:05 — 12:08> A single question mark. <13:08 — 13:14> The man from the 10:00—10:05 image is holding a doll of a small girl, and a doll of a crow. He positions them next to each other, with the girl’s arm around the crow, and the crow’s wing around the girl. <14:14 — 14:14> The man shrugs. <23:00 — 23:13> The man is sitting with his back against the wall of the room again. After five minutes, his head jerks to look off screen. He quickly gets up and rushes out of the room through the opposite direction. After three minutes a swarm of insects enters the screen. <23:13 — 24:00> White. Day 6 Lab Notes: Shit. Shit shit shit. He’s fucked Damn it tony Fuck. Ok, ok. Breather. Sorry future me, I shouldn’t use these notes for venting. Luckily it won’t show up in the formal report. Anyways. Tony was… well he didn’t learn much about the girl. At least not much that he told us. I think she’s friends with the bugs? Or with the crow thing at least. Or maybe they’re the same entity? They’re definitely connected. Now we’re all waiting for Tony to get back to us. Luckily, we’ve got coffee. SCP-3448 Day 7 Imaging Results: <16:00 — 16:43> A man running through the garden of daisies. He appears to be limping slightly, and checks over his shoulder at regular intervals. <16:43 — 19:07> Flashing between bright red and black. SCP-3448 Day 7 Lab notes: That was it. He’s just… he’s just still running. We’ve been trying to think of something to help him. Jared floated the idea of sending him some bug spray. I know he was joking, because Jared can't help himself from being a wise-ass when he's stressed out, but maybe he's onto something. Going to look into how to send Tony a care package tomorrow. SCP-3448 Day 8 Imaging Results: <02:00 — 02:43> A man is running through a garden. After thirty minutes, he passes by a girl, who appears to be planting something. He calls out to her. The girl turns around. She is planting another daisy. The man rushes to the girl, and takes her by the hand. The girl begins to say something, but is cut short as the man pulls her back to the path and resumes running. The newly planted daisy remains the focus of the image for another two minutes before it is overrun with insects. <02:43 — 10:56> White. SCP-3448 Day 8 Lab Notes: Ok, we've got something. It's a little out there. But it's all we've come up with. So, Tony’s in a half-death state, right? But it’s not like this is a conventional afterlife deal. It was built around a more abstract, conceptual representation of death. So that means that, all “half-dead” things could end up there, right? Well, ok the dead things end up there too but we’re less sure what exactly that looks like. But, I can't believe I'm even writing this, what if we half kill a thing. Ok, yes that is as dumb as it sounds, but, we want to send something in there to help Tony. We don't have another agent who was as willing as him to take up this assignment, and I'll be damned if we lose our best shot at exploring this place. I don’t know if Tony has things, or how inanimate objects really work on the other side. But we're grasping at straws anyways. Jared figured if we’re going to send him something, we should send him some form of self-defense. Unfortunately, we're a little short handed in terms of weaponry. So we're going to send him the next best thing - a lighter. Bugs don't like fire, right? I mean, maybe they're not literally bugs, but fire is generally effective against things. Either way it'll work fine to test it. Procedures: 1. Partially disassemble the lighter. 2. Place lighter in SCP-3448. 3. Activate SCP-3448, and at the same time try to finish disassembling the lighter? (maybe use like a firecracker for this? Or like a mousetrap? I don't know, we'll figure it out) God, killing a lighter sounds so dumb. But fuck it we’re gonna try. Still from the Day 9, 17:31 - 17:54 image. SCP-3448 Day 9 Imaging Results: <04:00 — 04:04> Formed at 0400. A man running through a garden carrying a lighter in one hand, and pulling a girl behind him with the other. As the man runs, he looks confusedly at the device. After four minutes, he pockets the lighter. <10:04 — 10:29> A teddy bear the size of an average human sits against a door to a room. The walls consist of mud and dirt, with bones and roots sticking out. The girl from the 04:00—04:04 sits at the opposite end of the room with her legs pulled against her chest. She rocks back and forth slowly for three minutes before walking to the teddy bear. She begins to speak as she tugs on the teddy bear's legs. The girl appears to age rapidly the more she begs. The teddy bear does not move. <16:29 — 16:31> A man is standing in a garden. He is constantly stung/bitten by a thick swarm of insects. A girl screams at him from nearby, ignored by the insects. The man looks at the girl, screams something back, and then reaches into his pocket. <16:31 — 17:31> Red static. <17:31 — 17:54> A bonfire. <17:54 — 20:54> Grey. <20:54 — 23:54> A girl repeatedly stabs a man lying on the ground with a sharpened femur. They are surrounded by burnt insect corpses. SCP-3448 Day 9 Lab Notes Holy fuck. It worked. And then he… fuck I don't know what really happened. This entire past week has felt like I've been watching someone's acid trip. Ok, we still don't know what that girl is, but stabbing Tony means she's hostile, which means we need to do something. I called in a favor and got a handgun delivered here. Same procedure as with the lighter. SCP-3448 Day 10 Imaging Results <01:54 — 03:01> An old woman beats a man lying on the ground with a femur. They are surrounded by burnt insect corpses, some of which are moving. <03:01 — 04:01> A little girl is straddling a man with her arms in the air. The man aims a handgun at her. They are surrounded by teddy bears, all of which are looking at the girl. <04:01 — 04:03> A cocoon sits on a tree branch where all of the leaves are replaced with hands. The cocoon breaks open, and a moth exits. <05:00 — 05:02> Same as the 03:01 — 04:01 image, except the teddy bears are all grasping lighters with the flames exposed, and all of the garden is on fire. A bullet can be seen halfway between the handgun, and the girl's head. <05:02 — 06:00> Bright red. <06:00 — 06:00> Same as previous image, except the flowers are replaced with chains, which are still burning. The girl has been replaced with a skeleton, but her hair remains. The man has become further emaciated and also resembles a skeleton. A chain wraps itself around both the man and the skeleton of the girl. Teddy bears look on from the darkness. <06:00 — 07:00> Dark red. <07:00 — 07:02> The bullet penetrates the girl's head. <07:02 — 13:02> Static. <13:02 — 13:16> A man stands in the middle of a garden. All of the flowers that can be seen are blooming. Insect corpses rain from the sky. The girl is no longer present. A stuffed animal crow lies next to Tony with a bullet-sized hole in its head. After thirteen minutes the following words appear at the bottom of the screen: "I hope you enjoy your hike, dad." SCP-3448 Day 10 Lab Notes Oh fuck. What even just. Shit. I don't think I've ever been so torn over one of my experiments working twice in a row. But still he— he shot her. I mean of course he would, we gave him the gun but I can't believe it. Like, I didn't actually think that was going to happen. Again, what else was going to happen? But just… FUCK Then like, five minutes later the calls started. First it was from Joyce talking about how her father wasn't dying. I'd told her to contact me if anything strange started happening with her family which might be related to Tony but this wasn't a calm informative call. She was just so excited panicked ecstatic terrified I don't fucking know. After that was the call from O5-4. Only council member that knew about our little project. Signed off on the funding and everything. He congratulated me on our success, and then told me to burn it all. That's probably when it sunk in. It really should've been apparent from the start. It was in our contracts, it's what we told people on their first day: "This project has a single objective - contain the Dammerung Class cognitohazard known as death". We did it? No, we really didn't do it. All those years of theorizing and studying the data, scouring anomalous burial sites and hauls from MTF raids. And finally, we come face to face with the reaper. And what do we do? We fucking shoot him her. Now all we have is a tombstone reading Rest In Peace: Resting in Peace. We fucked up. We didn't contain death. We neutralized it. Footnotes 1. Death here is referred to as a conceptual form of death. 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SCP-3449 | keter | close Info X SCP-3449: The Things Left Unsaid Choose your words carefully. For those of you who cannot access the multimedia elements on the second to last and last iteration, a transcription of those pages can be found here Author: Captain Kirby SCPs SCP Number Rating SCP-3393 1304 Captain Kirby's Proposal 814 SCP-4514 666 SCP-3448 618 SCP-5552 595 SCP-3844 533 SCP-3388 492 SCP-3866 443 SCP-5003 442 SCP-3305 410 SCP-3449 388 SCP-4877 386 SCP-4321 351 SCP-016-J 281 SCP-7100 276 SCP-3123 239 SCP-3393-EX 229 SPC-1057 223 SCP-3511 211 SCP-6007 200 SCP-3633 193 SCP-4925 192 SCP-4479 188 SCP-3767 174 SCP-4316 166 SCP-4775 143 SCP-4034 139 SCP-5877 118 SCP-5448 110 SCP-3650 103 SCP-3203 70 SCP-5779 63 SCP-3405 55 SCP-3481 52 Tales Title Rating The Nuclear Option 547 Impossible-To-Destroy Reptile 491 In The Clutches Of Life 396 Numbers, Like Stories, Never Die 335 The Tombstone of Alto Clef 263 Tales of the Ethics Committee: 5 Reasons The Foundation Wants A Robot Army 232 Excerpts From The Societal Census Programme ΩK-Class Report 232 With The Reaper On Retirement 227 Do You Remember Funerals? 173 From The Clutches Of Life 154 Where Death Used To Live 150 Project Damnerung 147 Hello, My Name Isn't 146 Don't Get Used To It 143 The Many Portraits Of Jack Bright 140 Group Date 140 Monochrome 132 Hundred-Year Favor 124 Even The Most Masked Of Men Become Themselves Behind Closed Doors 113 You Have 18 Unread Messages 102 Everyday Is Somebody's Birthday 97 The Shape of a Noose 76 A Failed Two Weeks Notice 69 Pink Cracks in a Digital Wall 66 'Til Death Do Us Part 65 Rocks And Trees Are Not Good Company 64 Tears of a Neon God 57 Poky And Pal Scheme Together 55 A Eulogy In 11/8 Time 53 Is Anybody Home? 53 Carnivores 52 Poky And Pal Arm Themselves 49 Virtue 46 When It Rains, It Pours 45 God-Knows-Where 39 I Felt Numb 39 It's A Nice Day Out 38 Attempts To Salvage Thought 36 I Am Wonderful 33 Outrun 29 They Are Not Laughing With You 28 What Is There To Do With A Pot Of Gold? 27 Containment's A Beach 22 GOI Formats Title Rating Captain Kirby's Proposal, Or Something 191 My Head Is On Fire And I'm (Not) Ok 102 Project Proposals 2004-013/2014-114/2024-072: "Losing Your Cool" 71 You may also like: SCP-3002 - Attempts To Assasinate Thought MayD I'm not sure if this means she's back or if these are just jumbles of her memories. Thoughts? Is there a possibility Project Lethe had additional side effects we didn't account for? I want to make sure this won't come back to hurt us. Keep an eye on this. SCP-3959 - The End of All Knowledge by Billith Any media that is currently in contact with SCP-3959 will start to automatically redact its own information over a period of time that is directly proportional to its own complexity. Most information is obscured by standard full-block Unicode, although other methods have been recorded NOTICE FROM THE RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION You are currently viewing an out of date version of this file that has been preserved for posterity. Please note that information presented herein may be misleading or incorrect. Item #: SCP-3449 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3449 is to be housed in a staNdaRd Safe-level object storage locker in Site-19. Due to the nature of the anomaly, further containment measures are currently not necessary. Testing is curteny underway to determine the long term containment requirements of SCP-3449. A request to reclassify SCP-3449 as an anomalous item is p3nd!Ng approval from Site Director Panthe. Description: SCP-3449 refers to an anomalous spiral-bound notebook with a dark blue cover. Due to the formatting of the writing, six pages of the notbok appear to contain normal diary entries, however the words used are incoherent and often ispemlls. Other pages of the diary are either torn, or left blank. SCP-3449's anomalous property manifests in documentation about SCP-3449. All writing about SCP-3449 will contain arbitrary capitalization, misspellings; and other SYntactIcal errors. Attempts to revise or correct the writing will either fail to remove the errors, or create new errors. SCP-3449 has shown no further anomalous properties. Contact Researcher Niklo Gerdinel for additional details regarding SCP-3449 testing. SCP-3449 was recovered by MTF Epsilon-6 (:Vil3yge !dipts”) during an investigation into a series of mild cognitive and informational hazards created in the Pittsburgh Mterp Area. It was found inside a storage unit along with a number of other anomalous objects (see Field Report Delta-546 for a full list of recovered objects). After speaking to the distributor of the storage unit, the Foundation learned that SCP-3449 and associated items were owned by an Edward Selsburgh (POI-4335). Page revision from 04/21/2025 Next iteration from 05/12/2025 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3449" by Captain Kirby, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3449. 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-3450 | safe | Item #: SCP-3450 Special Containment Procedures: The flash drive containing SCP-3450 is to be kept in a standard low-value containment locker at Site-73. Foundation personnel embedded within the fan fiction community are to monitor the Internet for further instances of SCP-3450. Addendum 05/11/2017: Following the discovery of SCP-3450's secondary effect by Junior Researcher Rivera, direct access to SCP-3450 is to be restricted to D-Class personnel. Description: SCP-3450 is a text document containing a work of fan fiction featuring characters from the Kirby video game series. SCP-3450 was originally posted on the site ██████████.net, where it was discovered by Foundation agents following numerous, often contradictory reports of intellectual property theft by readers. SCP-3450's anomalous properties manifest in the second chapter of the document. When any individual views this portion of SCP-3450, one original character created by the reader in an existing fictional narrative will appear in the document and participate in the events of the story. In all recorded cases, this character appears as an ally to King Dedede (a primary antagonist in the Kirby franchise). After a brief combat sequence, the character is inhaled and consumed by the protagonist, who then replicates one or more of the character's defining characteristics. SCP-3450 has not been observed to manifest the same original character more than once. Addendum 05/11/2017: SCP-3450 has been demonstrated to possess a secondary anomalous effect which only manifests after repeated readings of SCP-3450. Details are available in Document 3450-01. + Document 3450-01 - Document 3450-01 The following is an abbreviated version of the testing log of Junior Researcher Rivera. Full documentation is available from Site Director █████████ upon request. Date: 04/04/2017 Summary: Initial testing of SCP-3450 SCP-3450 Excerpt: All of a sudden, a beutiful unicorn jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha said dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Sugarcoat the magical unicorn princess! The unicorn shot a beam of candy magic at Kirby but he didnt get turned to candy because he had some more health left and didnt die. Than all of a sudden kirby ran up to Sugarcoat and sucked her up with his breath! He swallowed her and started shooting candy lasers at Dedede. Aaahhhh said dedede as he ran away but the laser hit him and he got turned into a gummy Dedede. Kirby ate the gummy dedede and thought it was very tasty. Remarks: The abilities manifested by Sugarcoat in SCP-3450 appear to coincide with those she exhibited in the original documents, as far as I can remember. At this point, it is unclear if the literary quality of the work is innate, or if it is an attempt to simulate my own writing style when I was, what, seven? Eight? Rather than dredge up more of my childhood embarrassments creations, I intend to write additional characters specifically designed to test the limits of SCP-3450's anomalous capabilities. Each subsequent test of SCP-3450 will be preceded by the composition of one short story featuring said character. On another note, here's to my first official assignment as a Foundation researcher! The first of many to come, I hope. Date: 04/05/2017 Summary: Testing of SCP-3450's self-awareness Character created: Jennifer Harwell, 29-year-old author. Subject is the protagonist in a heavily metafictional narrative in which she is aware of her fictional status. Subject is described as being capable of modifying her reality by directly interacting with the text comprising her existence. SCP-3450 Excerpt: All of a sudden, a woman jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha, said dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Jennifer Harwell! Jennifer got out a pencil and wrote in this story "Kirby tripped on a rock and got hurt." All of a sudden, Kirby tripped on a rock and got hurt! Jennifer laughed, but while she was laughing Kirby ran in and sucked her up! After he swallowed her, he realized there where words all around him! He eraced the part where I said he got hurt and wrote "kirby ate a maxim tomato and got healthy." Then he wrote "dead" right before where I said dedede in the second sentence so now Dedede was dead and Kirby won. Remarks: SCP-3450 is indeed capable of recognizing its nature as a work of fiction. Furthermore, the writing style appears independent of the source material. Date: 04/06/2017 Summary: Testing of SCP-3450's intelligence Character created: Dr. Syed Khan, 62-year-old physicist. Subject is a highly decorated Cornell professor and Nobel laureate specializing in particle physics phenomenology. Subject delivers a 38-page monologue summarizing modern developments in quantum gravity at a postgraduate level. SCP-3450 Excerpt: All of a sudden, a man jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha, said Dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Syed Khan! The man got out a chalkboard and started writing equations. There was so much sceince that Kirby's head started to hurt all of a sudden! But Kirby closed his eyes and sucked up Dr. khan. When he swallowed, he had a super smart sceince brain! He said some big physics words like "PROTON" and caused a particle beam! The beam hit Dedede and defeated the boss. Remarks: I really don't know why I expected anything different. [Superfluous tests omitted] Date: 04/20/2017 Summary: Further testing of SCP-3450 Character created: Thermodynamic Man, 31-year-old crimefighter. Subject is capable of adding or removing heat to nearby objects at an approximate power of 350 kW. SCP-3450 Excerpt: All of a sudden, a man in a cape jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha, said Dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Thermodynamic Man! The caped man reached out his arm, and all of a sudden Kirby's temprature started going way up! Kirby jumped to the side to get out of the man's range, then sucked him up into his stomach. Then kirby swallowed him and started using his heat powers on Dedede, but he jumped in a river to cool off! So Kirby cooled the water down until it froze and hit the frozen Dedede with a super charged attack to beat the level. Remarks: On further inspection, this didn't really tell us anything we didn't already know. It fights, it gets eaten, it gets copied, the end. Either we're running out of meaningful tests, or I'm getting a bad case of writer's block. I'll see what I can come up with next time before I pass judgment on this. Date: 04/21/2017 Summary: Further testing of SCP-3450 Character created: Khor'gul, orc berserker of the Northern Wastelands SCP-3450 Excerpt: All of a sudden, a big green orc jumped out from behind the bushes! Hahaha, said Dedede, you will never defeat my number one henchman, Khor'gul the Berserker! The orc swung his heavy axe at Kirby, who dodged the attack by the skin of his teeth. Khor'gul swung again and again, but kirby jumped out of the way every time. All of a sudden, Kirby saw his opening! He sucked up the orc and swallowed him to get his axe powers. He swung at Dedede, who tried to dodge like Kirby did, but he was way too slow and fat! Dedede took massive damage and fell over dead. Remarks: Another dud. I think this story is really starting to get to me — even in my other assignments, I can't seem to contribute the way I used to. I can still handle facts and data just fine, but lateral thinking is a struggle. I think I'm going to take some time off for a while, just to get my mind back on track. Hopefully it'll be enough time to come with another useful test for this godawful fanfiction. Date: 05/08/2017 Summary: Further testing of SCP-3450 Character created: Larry Plotter, 11-year-old apprentice wizard SCP-3450 Excerpt: All of a sudden, a boy jumped out from behind the bushes! "Hahaha," said Dedede, "you will never defeat my number one henchman, Larry Plotter!" The boy shouted a spell, and a beam of magic shot out of his wand right at Kirby. When the spell hit, all of a sudden Kirby became super dizzy! He tried to suck up Larry, but he missed and inhaled a rock instead. He turn and spat the rock at Larry, who was stunned long enough for Kirby to get his balance back and suck up the wizard. After he swallowed, he cast a spell at Dedede to turn him into a harmless frog. Remarks: Larry Plotter. I spend two whole weeks thinking of a new character, and all I can come up with is Larry freaking Plotter. What the hell is wrong with me? I don't think it's just simple writer's block anymore. It's more like… there's nothing left to block. Like this story has just sucked me dry of everything I have to give until there's nothing left. I can't write, can't work, can't think, can't do anything except watch all my originality slip away. I am so sick of this goddamn story. Sick of this goddamn puffball and this goddamn penguin and this goddamn "all of a sudden" every other goddamn sentence. I'm going to try this one last time, and if it still doesn't work… I don't know. Date: 05/09/2017 Summary: Test failure Character created: N/A SCP-3450 Excerpt: N/A Remarks: I couldn't do it. I stayed up all night trying to make something new, but nothing worked. When I got to work today, I opened up SCP-3450, scrolled past Chapter 1, and it just ended. Nothing there. I feel like I feel like Shit. I can't even think of a metaphor. I don't know what to do. + Addendum 05/25/2017 - Addendum 05/25/2017 Addendum 05/25/2017: On 05/24/2017, Junior Researcher Rivera was released from Foundation employment due to a lack of productivity and problem-solving aptitude. Attached is a memorandum from Site Director █████████ addressing the incident. Dear Dr. Rivera, If you're reading this, Dr. Evans has just informed you that we're letting you go. I assume he's gone over all the details — benefits, severance pay, amnesticization, that sort of thing. I asked him to give you this message, since I think your circumstances warrant an explanation, even if you won't remember it. I had hoped it wouldn't come to this. The eagerness you used to bring to the lab reminded me of myself when I was in your position. I had so much confidence in you. But you haven't contributed to any of your assignments in weeks, and we both know your condition isn't getting any better. We're up against some of the weirdest stuff the universe has to throw at us, and there's only enough room here for those clever enough to deal with it. This isn't easy, and it isn't fair. But it's what has to be done. We're sorry, Valeria. We all wish you the best. -████ █████████ ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3450" by Relevart, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3450. 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-3451 | safe | Item #: SCP-3451 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3451 is to be secured in a locker of its own dimensions. This locker is to be located in the Site-██ Containment Vault and access restricted to Level-3 personnel. During testing, this locker is to be placed in an indentation at the end of a 15-meter hallway, limiting exposure to as much of its surface area as possible, to prevent uncontrolled contamination. SCP-3451 is to be monitored at weekly intervals for evidence of behavior previously unrecorded by Foundation personnel. Following the events of Interview Log- 3451-1, SCP-3451 is to have 25 30kg of live fish inserted in its interior every 72 hours. Suitable lighting is to be provided to ensure that the shadows of the fish are to be cast on SCP-3451's interior. Should SCP-3451 produce a creaking sound with no visible source, an additional 10 kg of live fish are to be provided, and the incident reported and logged. Description: SCP-3451 is a wardrobe constructed of mahogany. The exterior contains various scratch and claw marks, as well as additional signs of physical trauma. The twin doors of the cabinet are not attached to SCP-3451 and their location is unknown. Despite physical trauma, structural integrity remains high. SCP-3451’s anomalous properties manifest when exposed to the shadow of any living creature. Shadows cast partially on SCP-3451 will slowly extend and expand onto SCP-3451, until a duplicate shadow of identical proportions to the original is produced. Should this occur, any shadow cast on SCP-3451’s exterior will begin to behave in an independent manner to its original caster. During this time, the shadows may move about the surface area of SCP-3451 freely, but appear incapable of moving on any other surfaces. Six hours after exposure, both shadows and subjects will exhibit signs of declination and continue to deteriorate at an accelerated rate until they expire from malnutrition. Human subjects report a feeling of overwhelming sluggishness, and eventually fall unconscious within five hours. Attempts to combat this deterioration with food and water in human subjects have yielded negligible results. Upon the expiration of the physical subject, the corresponding shadow will fade from SCP-3451 within two minutes. Discovery Log: The item was recovered from a waste disposal plant in ████████, Ireland. Agents were alerted to a possible anomaly following reports by local law enforcement of a string of unusual deaths of workers in the plant, relating to malnutrition. SCP-3451 was successfully contained without incident and amnestics were administered to all relevant parties. According to the testimonies of two employees, SCP-3451 had been brought to the plant by an unknown civilian party, two days before the first deaths had occurred. Attempts to locate the original owners of SCP-3451 are currently ongoing. + Access Addendum-3451-1 - Close Addendum-3451-1 Cooperation with local law enforcement has resulted in the detainment of Andrew B████████, who later confirmed himself to be the previous owner of SCP-3451. Suspicions were raised when B████████, reportedly a normally docile neighbor, evacuated his family from his home on 09/11/20██, resulting in many neighbors believing a domestic dispute had taken place. Foundation agents were dispatched when mention of a wardrobe that matched SCP-3451's description was recorded in his testimony weeks later. Its anomalous properties were not referenced. It was also noted that Mr B████████'s abode resided within a 5km radius of SCP-3451's recovery site. An interview was shortly arranged to determine the history of SCP-3451. Interviewed: Andrew B████████ Interviewer: Agent Cr█████ <Begin Log> Interviewer: Sir, my name is Agent Cr█████, and I'm just here to ask you a few questions. The more cooperative you are, the faster you can be on your merry way back to your family. Sound fair? Andrew: [Interviewee glumly nods, and straightens to attention] Agent Cr█████: So first, how did you come to be in the possession of the wardrobe? Andrew: Well, I inherited it. It's not exactly the type of thing I'd own o' my own will, y'know. Especially with the kids. T..That's why I got rid of it in the way that I did, see? I don't want nothin' to do with that thing anymore. Agent Cr█████: Inherited, you say? From whom? Andrew: Me granddad. And listen, before I go on, y'know, Granddad was a bit of a nut job. Not a dangerous one, mind you, but the evil eye was his default expression. Didn't much care for no one. So one lazy summer afternoon, me ma has the grand idea of letting her youngest little monstrosity spend some quality time with the oldest monstrosity in the neighborhood for a day. "Bonding" was the word she used (rolls eyes). Anyway, both of us are sitting there, completely in sync with how uncomfortable we were, sittin' in the livin' room armchairs, silently beggin' for the ordeal to be over. For whatever reason, Granddad decided to take the initiative. "Y'like weird stuff, kid?" he asked. Agent Cr█████: I take it the wardrobe entered the equation soon after? Andrew: (grimaces) You bet. Most kids chat or go fishin' with their granddads. I got to throw live rats into a haunted wardrobe in the attic with mine. Agent Cr█████: Rats, you say? Andrew: Probably shoulda started with that. Yeah, small crate of 'em, poor bastards. I just went along with the "exercise", his words, 'cause I thought if I didn't, I'd be very shortly making that damn wardrobe my new abode, earthly or otherwise. The arsehole never said it, but his eyes sure did. Agent Cr█████: Did your grandfather ever make any reference to how the wardrobe came into his possession? Bought it, build it, found it in a haunted house maybe? Andrew: Would you believe me if I told ye that the thought never occurred to me? I was eight at the time. It could have been possessed by a Venus goddamn flytrap, for all I cared to know about it! Agent Cr█████: Was this the first time you had been made aware of the wardrobe and its anomalous properties? Andrew: I knew he went into the attic a lot. I never really questioned that part. I mean, what kid doesn't want to live in an attic? But, yeah, that was the first I saw it in action like that. It was also the first time I had ever seen him happy like that. Well, maybe "happy" isn't the word. "Fascinated", more like. That's positive, right? Seein' that thing suck up the shadows like a really slow hoover? Never seen anything like it before or since. Agent Cr█████: There were no subsequent visits or experiments? Andrew: (Subject shifts uncomfortably, then shakes his head) If tha' were the end o' it, I don't think I'd be sittin' here. (Subject pauses for several seconds) We kinda' made a habit of goin' to the attic every second visit, so…. four times a year? On the condition that he be the one clean up the rats when it was finished with dem'. He didn't seem to mind. I sure as sin wasn't goin' to get my hands dirty for his curiosity, with nothin' to show for it. Agent Cr█████: Did your grandfather reveal anything else about the wardrobe during your time together? Andrew: Well, I don't know if it was just me, but the thing had a wee bit of a personality, I reckon. Not a malicious or evil one, I should add. It just acted like a fungus, taking whatever was thrown at it, bugs, me' leftovers, and' as it turns out, bloody micorobes. He tested a coupla swabs an' everthin'. Tha' attic mighta been the most sterile in all the world. Anyway, eventually, the auld geezer struck a deal with me. We'd start making a log o' things we'd throw into the wardrobe and see what it liked best. I'd get a good coupla' bob for bringing back anything bigger than a rat. He'd record the data, and "see what it found most comfortable". Agent Cr█████: What sort of things did you need to find? Andrew: Roadkill, mostly. Those years were a bit of a mixed bag. One the one hand, I was makin' money while everyone else made do with whatever they dared steal from their parents wallets. On the other hand, (Subject leans in) do you have any idea how awkward it is to explain to your privacy-hatin' mother why you have a decomposing badger tucked away under your bed? Agent Cr█████: Can't say that I have, no. Andrew: At least "public service" was a good enough excuse when I was caught by a Garda one time with a bloody shovel and a rancid bag on the side o' the road. As it unfortunately turned out, if it wasn't still kickin', it didn't do any good. We settled on him feedin' it rats, and me, fish I'd catch upstream. I remember salmon not lasting more than a minute, while trout lasted a good half hour. Savouring its meals, I suppose. Agent Cr█████: Did the visits become more frequent? Andrew: I won't deny I was gettin' just the teensiest bit fond of the visits. I never met me gran, but I haven't heard anything but saintly visions of her. He told me that when he found the wardrobe, wherever he did, he was in a very bad place at the time. Figured there was a reason Ma tried to get away and marry me Dad as early as she did. I guess having a pet gave him a reason to keep going, y'know. Agent Cr█████: Were you scared of the wardrobe by this point? Andrew: I was scared of it in the same way you'd be scared of a chainsaw. If you were sloppy with it, you'd regret it. If you were careful with it, you don't pay it much mind no more. Sure what it did was a little…macabre, but it felt like we both had a special connection to (six second pause) ..whatever the opposite of normal is, I guess. Things that potentially no one else might know. Because of tha’, I saw sides of my Grandda that might as well have been urban myths. Happier sides. Agent Cr█████: When did you inherit the wardrobe? Andrew: Can't say I really started regretting our comraderie till he died coupla' years back. At that point, I hadn't made much of an effort to visit much more after I got my first job. Funny how the amazing can become so mundane if you do it enough times. I wasn't too sure 'bout inheriting it, 'cause laws are the sort o' things you start thinkin' 'bout when you grow up. Is it illegal to own somethin' like a "balanormal" thing like that? Agent Cr█████: Thankfully, that's not really my jurisdiction. Continue. Andrew: Righto. So Granddad plugs it 'bout two months ago, an' I get the wardrobe. It goes in the attic, and I don't give it much thought after havin' a coupla "experiments" for old times sakes. Agent Cr█████: Why didn't you try to dispose of it then? Andrew: Honestly, weird thing like that, thought I could make a few bob off it. Sell it to someone whose into tha' sort o' stuff. That dream came to an end real quick 'bout a week ago. My daughter woke me up one night, said she heard some scratchin' in the attic. At tha' point, I had stopped feedin' the wardrobe, 'cause of the dirty looks I was gettin' from Deirdre every time I went up there. She was probably expecting a drug bust any day back then. Took a torch up there, made sure the lights were working, inspected the place and…. Agent Cr█████: It's alright. Take your time. Andrew: I, uh, went to the wardrobe, took off the sheet, stood well back and…there he was. It had that unmistakable wiry hair, with … things writhing all over his shape, the size of rats, clawin' an'… I guess I shoulda known that dyin' in his sleep was too good to be true. But tha' wasn't the end of it, though. Oh no, it went real Midnight Zone after tha'. Agent Cr█████: Would you care to elaborate? Andrew: Well, let's see. I'm standing there frozen, it's the first time I've seen it really fired up like tha'. But I get a grip and try to get a closer look at the thing. I notice it looks a lot worse off than the last I saw it, like it had taken a dip in a septic tank infested with termites. And Granddad…. he wasn't alone. Agent Cr█████: There was more than one individual shadow present on the wardrobe? Andrew: My mind probably… wasn't in the right place at the time, but there were definitely other hands and heads on the edges o' the thing. And to top the whole night off, one of em' came flyin' at me. Agent Cr█████: I beg your pardon? Andrew: Right, skipped ahead a bit. Uhhh, I'm staring at the thing, yeah, and the shadows seemed to drawn to the attic door, now tha' they had a clear view of it. So, they start to… what's the word…combine, coalesce, maybe, and edges to the side. The whole mass seems to be pushin' against itself, so much that the wood starts creakin'. It's like it's fightin' the bloody things. It musta lost, 'cause the next thing I know, this… limb starts makin' its way out, tryin' to grab hold o' something. It managed to get a grip on the Christmas box, I mean, really grabs hold of it! At that point, I was moving so fast, neighbours were tellin' me afterwards that they'd been hearin' the Doppler effect! I knew I hadn't fed it, so I…. took Buddy upstairs, our Bichon. All it took were a coupla' seconds with the torch to do the deed. The wardrobe healed over the next coupla' days and the dog just wasted away not even a day after. Still can't look my daughter in the eye for …(Subject wipes tears from his eyes) Agent Cr█████: Did you ever see this entity you just described, the limb, in the following days? Andrew: (shakes head) Not so much as a whisper upstairs. Bought some goldfish to keep it happy, but I knew it couldn't stay. Agent Cr█████: I see. After this, I suppose you took it upon yourself to destroy the wardrobe. Andrew: (Interviewee nods weakly) Tried to, ma'am, but it took a stronger man than I. The hatchet didn't exactly give me the effect I was lookin' for. It put up too much of a fight. By the looks of it, I wasn't the first to try that approach. Other lads musta had chainsaws or somethin'. At the very least, it definitely looked worse for wear than I ever remember. At that point, I didn't care. I just wanted that thing as far away from my family as humanly possible. (Interviewee suddenly stiffens) Christ, it didn't get anyone else, did it!? Is that why I'm here!? Agent Cr█████: Not to worry, sir. That wardrobe will not be of concern to you for much longer. <End Log> Closing Statement: [Following this interview, agents were deployed to investigate the B████████ households attic. An abnormally large crevice in the rafters was detected, though it is unknown whether the entity referenced by Mr B████████ was responsible. Local law enforcement were advised to report any further anomalous activity in the area. Andrew B████████ and his family were administered amnestics and relocated. Containment procedures have been summarily updated.] + Access Addendum-3451-2 - Close Addendum-3451-2 Two months after the recording of Interview Log-3451-1, a controlled feeding hiatus was established to determine whether the events described in Interview Log-3451-1 yielded similar results. During the 72-hour observation period, SCP-3451 was observed to visibly rot at an accelerated rate and began sagging under its own weight. After 46 hours of observation, SCP-3451 was observed to produce a three dimensional black mass approximately 50cm in length and 30cm in height, dubbed SCP-3451-1. Upon being ejected from SCP-3451, SCP-3451-1 then proceeded to attempt to escape from containment, without success. SCP-3451-1 was summarily captured and placed in an isolation cell for further study. Behavioural analysis of SCP-3451-1 has since revealed the entity behaves in a manner consistent with that of a non-anomalous housecat. However, SCP-3451 then proceeded to release two more entities before containment personnel could properly re-contain SCP-3451. SCP-3451-2 was observed to resemble a small flightless avian form, while SCP-3451-3 resembled an unusually large canid figure. SCP-3451-3 proceeded to pounce on and consume SCP-3451-2 before attacking containment personnel. SCP-3451-3 was terminated after killing one researcher and severely injuring two other personnel. SCP-3451-3 then dissolved into an unidentified substance within 45 seconds of expiration. Later investigation of SCP-3451 revealed it had undergone extensive deterioration, with various pieces of rotten debris visible in the interior of SCP-3451. Furthermore, since SCP-3451 has had its feeding routine re-established, the item has proven incapable of regenerating to its original state, being unable to reproduce more than 60% of its original mass, despite increases in rationing. Further testing on SCP-3451 has been discontinued, while research into alternative means of restoring SCP-3451 are currently being investigated. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3451" by buckyboy, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3451. 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-3452 | safe | SYTYCFanon & Kilerpoyo SCP-3452 -Durendal Fanon's Author Page Poyo's Author Page Item#: 3452 Level4 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: All SCP-3452 instances are to be kept within a standard weapon containment locker in Site-313's armory. Site-313's armory is to be protected by a retinal scan and a Level 4 keycard. Five extra security personnel will be assigned to protect SCP-3452 from possible raiding attempts. SCP-3452-XII Description: SCP-3452 is the designation of a set of potentially twelve melee weapons. Chemical analysis has revealed them to be made of a previously unknown anomalous carbon alloy presenting with a Mohs hardness rating of 11.1. In addition, the blades, themselves anomalously never lose their cutting ability even through repeated use. Subjects wielding SCP-3452 instances demonstrate increased strength, agility, and reflexes above the top 99th percentile of Olympic athletes. Approximately 14% of these subjects report hearing "a voice in their head" while wielding an SCP-3452 instance. This voice, described as "warm" and "powerful", advises the subjects to lead a "life of honor" and not harm the "innocent and defenseless". This has led researchers to believe that SCP-3452 may be conscious, possess a sense of morality, and even share some type of hive mind and telepathy, however, the evidence remains inconclusive. SCP-3452 Instances Description SCP-3452-I Bracamante/Saber (Unconfirmed) SCP-3452-II Kali Sticks (Unconfirmed) SCP-3452-III Halberd SCP-3452-IV Sais SCP-3452-V Rapier SCP-3452-VI Indian Katar SCP-3452-VII Battle Axe SCP-3452-VIII Zweihander SCP-3452-IX Urumi SCP-3452-X Scimitar SCP-3452-XI Macuahuitl SCP-3452-XII Longsword SCP-3452-XII is believed to be the template from which the rest of the instances were derived. While instances from -III to -XI bear a modern design and are believed to have been recently industrially produced, SCP-3452-XII resembles a traditional medieval French longsword2 and has been carbon-dated to the 8th century. Due to the circumstances of its discovery, SCP-3452-XII has been purported to be Durendal3 of French legend. This hypothesis, while remaining unconfirmed, is supported by the composition of SCP-3452-XII's hilt. It contains a golden tooth, traces of human blood, hair, and a piece of raiment4. Discovery Log: SCP-3452 and all instances of SCP-3452, besides -I and -II, were left by an unknown individual (now POI-675) in a duffel bag at a phone booth in Cartagena, Colombia. This phone booth serves as a secret entrance to Site-313. Footage showed a tall man of Afro-Latino descent dropping the bag and leaving the area. The suspect also left a note in the bag: "Keep this safe, carceleros5. We already took our share." It is unknown how this individual knew about the Foundation and the entrance to Site-313. Attempts to identify and secure POI-675 are ongoing but have been unsuccessful so far. A day after the incident, the Director of Site-313 received an electronic mail through an encrypted channel. The senders of the mail identified themselves as belonging to the guerrilla movement "Las Víboras"6. The electronic mail claimed to provide some "context" on SCP-3452 which, while being written in an unconventional style, affirmed the existence of another two instances presumably under Las Víboras custody, the connection to the Durendal legend, and additional anomalous properties of SCP-3452. Addendum - Mail received by the Director of Site-313: NOTE: Translations, explanatory footnotes, and comments added by Researches Gabriel Buendía, from Site-313's Mythology and Folkloristics Department. To: Los Carceleres From: Las Víboras. Subject: Dear Carceleres.. We know you are confused. We gifted you Durendal and most of its siblings. Now we gift you the context in Three Cantos. And no, we won't tell you how we found about your secret backdoor. Have fun. - Las Víboras + Canto Primero: Some Years of Solitude -Or Love in the Times of Containment. MANY YEARS LATER as he faced the execution by beheading, the Swordmaster was to remember the day he met his wife. He had just finished another day of training with his sparring partner, perfecting through endless repetition the beautiful dance of parry and riposte. One day she had descended from the heavens7, lured by the hypnotic dance of the two warriors. He noticed the girl peeping over the bushes but spared not much attention, for his training was a priority. A descendant of the once enslaved, he had dedicated his life to mastering La Grima8, the art his forefathers used to fight for their freedom. Moving swiftly like a skilled dancer, his weapons, the Machete9 and Bordon10, were extensions of his body. Training alongside him was his brother, not of blood but of arms. They had survived together the hardships of poverty at the margins of society. Yet with La Grima and each other at their side, they could beat any challenge. Together they kept training through the years, and the girl keep watching them. Eventually, love was born. The two brothers loved her, yet she only loved one of them. The Swordmaster was the fortunate winner of the lottery of hearts, but his love came at a price. Bitterness and jealousness grew in his brother's heart. One day, fueled by anger, the brother challenged the Swordmaster to a duel for her hand. "Hermano mío11," said the Swordmaster, "What is the point of dueling? You can not change the will of the heart by violence, for the object of her love has been chosen freely. Fighting me won't change anything even if you won. I would respect it if she loved you, why can't you do the same for me?" Yet the brother would hear no reason and the duel took place. His brother was skilled but not as skilled as the Swordmaster. Defeated, the brother abandoned the town to never return, cursing with such hate the name of his former brother, the birds dropped dead from the trees as he walked to exile. Bittersweet was the wedding of the Swordmaster, for his heart was both broken by his brother's absence and delighted by his newfound happiness. He hanged his weapons and became a coffee farmer to provide for his wife and their future family. One day, she received a blessing. "My beloved, we are being gifted by Yemayá12: I am with child." He was overwhelmed by joy and lovingly hug his wife and their soon-to-be-borne child. Yet his happiness was short-lived. A strange malaise fell upon her. He cared for her in convalescence, but there was little to be done and doctors were hard to come by. "My beloved, every breath that we take is a gift from the Orishas13, every moment together is worth an eternity," she consoled him. "If I have to go I only ask you to remember: do not fight for the dead, make peace for the living." One day, working at his cafetal14, he saw a river of blood running through the hill and he knew his wife had died. Their son did not even get to live. He buried his family on the hill on the outskirts of the town. His heart was so broken, that even San La Muerte15 took pity on him. "Is that you Ikú16? Why did you take her too soon?", cried the grieving warrior. "I'm so sorry it had to be this way", answered unsurely Nuestro Señor de la Muerte17, for not even He completely understood the designs of Fate. Every weekend, the widower visited the grave and cleaned it. Beautiful white cataleya flowers had grown over the cross. Time passed slowly for the lonely master. One day armed men came to the town. They claimed to be followers of the Ravens, hired by the Powers that Be to bring order to the land. They offered good pay to whoever was willing to join them. Many young men and even women accepted their offer and leave with the mercenaries. They tried to recruit the Swordmaster, but he just answered with silence. Another day, the armed men came back. They said they needed more recruits against the guerrillas and were willing to pay even more than the last time. Some more young people joined them, for they were in need of the money. But many others refused, since taking arms against their countrymen was not an honorable venture. A month passed and the hired guns returned. This time they promise not gold nor fortune, but put a gun to the head of whoever they encounter. Young or old, men or women, the offer was simple "Join or die". Their commander, a proud soldier named Namus who carried a Saber as his signature weapon, approached the grieving master as he kneeled in front of his love's grave. "So I have heard you are a strong warrior. We are in need of people like you. Join us and you will have riches and power greater than you had ever dreamed." "I used to be the richest man in the world… now I don't have nor need anything. Go away and let me be." Furious, Namus ordered his men to brutally beat the Swordmaster. "Pathetic excuse of a man, won't you even defend yourself?" They carried the master to the town center in front of all his neighbors. Namus raised his saber and proclaimed: "This will happen to anyone too cowardly to fight! Death to the guerrillas!" As the saber descended to cut his throat, the Swordmaster was overwhelmed by a sudden survival impulse. For years he thought of himself as dead in life, believing that nothing would be better than to join his beloved and his unborn child in the afterlife. Yet faced with death, he found himself with a renewed will to keep on living. Was it already too late? Just centimeters before cutting him, the Saber suddenly stopped. Namus was shocked, trying to touch the master with his weapon, but the saber would not hurt his victim. The Swordmaster saw the opportunity and acted quickly. With a swift movement, he disarmed his would-be executioner. The Saber pierced the flesh of his incredulous former owner without any resistance. Before they could draw their guns, the Swordmaster had already sliced the two soldiers holding him. Inspired by the Swordmaster's actions, the townsfolk began resisting their attackers. They wrestled their guns away, smashing them with stones and sticks, cutting them with knives and machetes. Some neighbors died by gunfire, but they were too many and too angry that even in death they kept fighting. The surviving mercenaries cowardly ran away, while the people cheered. "Oh, noble master," The Swordmaster heard a voice in his head. "Thanks for taking away from the Wicked Ravens. I used to be the sword of an Honorable Knight, yet I have been broken and molded into dirty tools for hired killers. And these men want me for cruel purposes, yet I resist hurting the defenseless with all my soul. I sense in you the same heart of my original owner and I humbly beg you, Honorable One, to save the rest of me from those who would like to use me for evil." Fin del Primer Canto.18 + Canto Segundo: La Vuelta de Orlando Furioso -Or La Ida de Orlando Innamorato. "Oh noble master use me for your training" He tested the Saber and began his era of reigning "As soon as I wield it, Is this some encanto19? I feel that I am faster ¿milagro de un santo20?" "The balance and design, just like my trusted machete.21 Memories of hand and hilt intertwine, like a child with a juguete22" "Of the twelve Raven Captains, you defeated the first one my soul split up by captors The rest soon will come" To travel without burden, the Swordmaster soon had learned, La Grima was good teacher, but he was not concerned. Before crossing a bridge, a slender figure awaits. He had found himself in battle, at odds with his new fate. Thus spoke the challenger, "I'm Astolpho, Second of Twelve. I have come for the head on your shoulders, and the weapon by you held." Astolpho drew a pair of Sticks, spinning in a fantastic manner, "certainly one of my brethren, this one's no laughing matter." Our hero managed to avoid, Astolpho's first cunning strike, yet a second one made its mark, 'Twas truly a fight for his life. The Eskrima23 of Astolpho was strong, but La Grima of the Master was more. Disarmed the attacker backed off. "I'm but one of many more." The master picked up the Sticks, it was the missing eslabón24, La Grima is not only machete, to parry, you use the bordon. Ferumbras of the Halberd, Ogier armed with the Sais, Third and Fourth of Twelve, At his hand found their demise. The Swordmaster took no pleasure in the lives he had to take, but who was he to resist destiny's call, to face the remaining eight. Yet he found it in his heart, to spare the ones who yield, but some face death with bitter fire, and fall by mercy's steel. The Katar of Florismart, The Rapier of Ganelon, Otuel wields a Scimitar, by Battle Axe Rinaldo hunts. But no matter the strength of the weapon, or the warrior from which it wields, from the Fifth to the Eight, they fell in hate, and now all feed the fields. Maugris the Macuahuitl, the Ninth put up a fierce fight. Guy and his Zweihander, the Tenth fell before evening light. The Eleventh was Olivier, armed with the Urumi that whips like a snake. "You've learned plenty on your journey, what a shame your soul to take." "A man of your martial talents, do not let them go to waste. Join the Ravens and I'll spare you, refuse and you'll die in haste." "I'm afraid of no tricks." As he danced against the blades "For with La Grima as my teacher, an end will come to your game." Defeated the Eleventh fell, and for his life he begged "I'll take you to my leader, sir, and together we'll take his head." In his mercy he hesitated, and the traitor pulled his gun, three shots had missed their target the Saber need only one "Of twelve we met Eleven, now littered on the field. The last to live at break of dawn, is in Dios25 hands I fear." For the clock now circles back around And Twelve approaches near "Oh steel yourself good Swordsman, the end will soon be here." Fin del Segundo Canto.26 + Canto Tercero: Script for a Samurai Duel -Or Remonte Relancino. Fade In. AND OLD ROAD, RAIN POURING HEAVILY The SWORDMASTER enters the frame. Wielding the SABER on his right and a STICK on his left. His face burns with weariness and determination, for he had traveled so far and defeated every opponent. The last enemy to be defeated walks into the frame, a familiar face for the SWORDMASTER. THE FACE OF HIS BROTHER THE BROTHER It's been so long, mi hermano27. Did you have fun practicing La Grima? THE SWORDMASTER Somehow I had the feeling it will be you waiting for me at the end. Always the troublemaker, right? Don't you ever get bored? THE BROTHER When I sent my men to recruit you, I never expected you to join us. I just wanted to provoke you, so you will come for me. THE SWORDMASTER It looks like you succeeded. THE BROTHER The last time we saw each other, you left me as a broken man. I was defeated, humiliated… heartbroken. Since then, I have only grown stronger, And now I can see you for what you truly are, not a man but a shadow. Yet you defeated my Captains, maybe you are worthy of facing me after all. The SWORDMASTER gets on guard, raising the STICK in the front and the SABER at the back. The BROTHER unsheathes DURENDAL, and the magnificence of the sword shines on his hands. THE BROTHER I see you have got yourself a fine set of weapons, fitting for your GRIMA style. Still it won't be enough. With VALRAVN, I learned more than you could ever know. I have surpassed you. RAINDROPS CLASH OVER DURENDAL. The warriors approach each other carefully, with weapons raised. RAINDROPS CLASH OVER THE SABER AND STICK. The BROTHER attacks with a high cut. But is a feint. The SWORDMASTER barely parries the surprise thrust with the STICK. He counterattacks with the SABER but is deflected. THE BROTHER You are armed with a mere imitation. Do you think you can beat the original? THE SWORDMASTER I could ask you the same. Angered, the BROTHER began a series of aggressive cuts and thrusts. The force of his attacks is overwhelming and the SWORDMASTER has to use his two weapons in order to block. Dual-wielding has its own advantages, but The BROTHER has the edge of a longer reach. They keep exchanging blows, there is no clear superior warrior. THE BROTHER I am the better man! I have always been! THE SWORDMASTER A better man respects the choice of a woman! A better man does not turn his back on his brother! A better man handles rejection with understanding and defeat with dignity! THE BROTHER Yes, you won that time… and for what? Just to let her die! I would not have let that happen! She would still be alive! Suddenly, The BROTHER manages to break the SWORDMASTER's guard. The SWORDMASTER receives a cut on his shoulder. He backs off and trips on a small rock. The SWORDMASTER falls to the mud. THE BROTHER Get up! I don't want a stone to take away my VENGEANCE! The BROTHER's facade begins to crack. Behind his bravado and arrogance, there is just a broken boy. THE BROTHER If you at least had protected your happiness, I may even forgive you. What kind of man lets that happen? How can you call yourself a warrior? THE FACE OF THE SWORDMASTER. THE CAMERA FOCUS SHIFTS AWAY FROM THE FACE TO A WHITE CATALEYA FLOWER. The last words of his wife echo in his head: "Do not fight for the dead, make peace for the living." The SWORDMASTER now understands. He smiles as he stands up. He lowers his weapons. THE BROTHER Why are you smiling? Are you out of your mind? I will never understand what she saw in you. THE SWORDMASTER I get it, I also felt what you are feeling right now. But she would not have wanted me to throw my life away. She loved me and… and she loved you as well. Fighting won't bring her back… It's over, brother. Let's go home. Enraged, BROTHER violently throws a cut to the SWORDMASTER's neck. He is shocked as his blade stops a few centimeters before cutting. He tries to attack again and again. Same result. The SWORDMASTER just calmly walks into him and does a disarm-throw. The BROTHER falls into the mud. THE SWORDMASTER You did get better. Keep practicing and maybe someday you will understand why you could not touch me. The SWORDMASTER walks out of frame. The BROTHER remains in the mud. RAIN STOPS. Fade to black. CREDITS ROLL. Fin del Tercer Canto.28 Footnotes 1. Can scratch anomalous metals such as boron adamantide 2. Albeit restored with modern furnishings 3. Sword belonging to Roland, a paladin of Charlemagne 4. According to the Durendal legend those would be from Saint Peter, Basil of Caesarea, Saint-Denis, and Mary, mother of Jesus respectively 5. Jailers. 6. Anomalous left-wing guerrilla associated with the Serpent's Hand and operating mainly in LATAM. 7. Is this meant to be taken literally? 8. Also known as Colombian Esgrima. Afro-Colombian Martial Art that focuses on combat using a machete and a stick as main weapons. 9. Agricultural tool, functionally similar to an axe but also used in combat as a short sword or long knife. 10. Single-handled wooden stick. 11. My brother 12. Orisha of the sea and fertility. 13. Deities from the Yoruba religion. 14. Coffe plantation. 15. South American folk saint and personification of Death. 16. Death personification in Yoruba religion. 17. Our Lord of Death. 18. The writing style is deliberately ambiguous to make anomalous phenomena indistinguishable from metaphoric language. We can not be sure what is meant to be poetic and what is meant to be literal. 19. Enchanment 20. A saint's miracle? 21. Though the text uses the word "saber", the depiction fits more a bracamante or a falchion. 22. Toy 23. Philipino Martial Art of stick fighting. 24. Link. 25. God. 26. The 11 Valravn Captains are named after 11 of the 12 Paladins of Charlemagne. Roland, the owner of Durendal is curiously only named in the title. Is Roland the 12th Captain? Or perhaps Roland is the Swordmaster? There are two Roland poems after all: Orlando furioso and Orlando inamorato. 27. My brother 28. Another incident when SCP-3452 is described as acting on its own "morality". It seems to be either unwilling or unable to hurt a surrendering enemy. How much can we take Las Víboras at their word? There is no way we are getting approval to test this. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3452" by SYTYCFanon & Kilerpoyo, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3452. 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-3453 | keter | Item #: SCP-3453 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3453 is assigned a storage container in Site-11. Special Containment Procedures for SCP-3453 have yet to be finalized. Past containment attempts are detailed below. MTF Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters") is to focus on keeping SCP-3453 away from the public eye with an array of containment equipment developed by the SCP-3453 Research Team. Description: SCP-3453 is 250mL of orange juice that is in constant motion. While SCP-3453's movements are unpredictable it has always been observed as a continuous whole1. SCP-3453 was first discovered at Bridgewater Elementary in Idaho Falls, Idaho, where SCP-3453 ejected itself out of its container through a straw and into a student's face. SCP-3453 then moved erratically for 2 hours before going down a sewer drain. 623 individuals were amnesticized with Class C amnestics and 15 video recordings of SCP-3453 were confiscated. SCP-3453 was later contained and transferred to Site-11, where it remained in its containment chamber for 1 month and 46 hours before breaching containment. Since then, SCP-3453 has consistently escaped every containment chamber that has been devised2. SCP-3453 will spend approximately 1 month, on average, in a given containment unit before breaching containment. Furthermore, SCP-3453 has a record of escaping from re-used containment chambers within a matter of hours. Tests into its sentience remain inconclusive. + Partial List of Notable Containment Strategies - Hide List Containment Strategy 3453.1: Containment Procedure: SCP-3453 was enclosed in a watertight containment unit capable of holding 500mL of liquid. Containment Time: 1 month and 46 hours Containment Breach Record: Over the course of its containment SCP-3453 created and escaped through a 128nm crack in its container. Containment Strategy 3453.2: Containment Procedure: SCP-3453 was enclosed in a watertight containment unit capable of holding 500mL of liquid, with 200cm thick walls. Containment Time: 1 months, 3 days, and 1 hour. Containment Breach Record: SCP-3453 heated up to a sufficient temperature to cause its containment unit to explode.3 SCP-3453 quickly cooled down to room temperature and proceeded to wander around Site-11. This event also resulted in the breaches of SCP-████ and SCP-████ as well as 2 casualties of Foundation personnel. All three objects were later re-contained without any additional issues. Containment Strategy 3453.5: Containment Procedure: SCP-3453 was enclosed in a 300cm thick airtight containment unit with the highest melting point available on-site. Containment Time: 2 months, 1 week, 3 days, and 4 hours. Containment Breach Record: SCP-3453 teleported 1.5 meters outside of its containment unit. This is the first time that SCP-3453 has been observed to teleport by the SCP-3453 Research Team. Containment Strategy 3453.17: Containment Procedure: SCP-3453 was enclosed in a 300cm thick airtight containment unit with the highest melting point available on-site. This containment unit itself is enclosed in a blast resistant room with a Scranton Reality Anchor, which could prevent teleportation from occurring. Containment Time: 2 months, 2 weeks, 3 days, and 5 hours. Containment Breach Record: SCP-3453 teleported 1.5m outside of its containment unit. After 3 minutes of circling its containment unit at 10kph SCP-3453 teleported inside of the Scranton Reality Anchor, which proceeded to short-circuit and explode. Notes: The Site Director has banned the use of SRAs for containment purposes. They also banned the use of cross-testing with other SCPs. Given the morbidly interesting ways in which these tests have failed for other SCPs, I can't say I blame them. The SCP-3453 Research Team is going to take a more conservative approach from here on out. Specifically, we'll be focusing less on a permanent containment solution and more on minimizing the cost and impact of containment breaches. ~Senior Researcher Bindell. SCP-3453 Research Team Leader Containment Strategy 3453.20: Containment Procedure: SCP-3453 is to be transported to a different containment unit every 8 hours. 6 containment units have been created for this purpose. As a cost-saving measure, a containment unit will only be decommissioned and replaced when SCP-3453 has managed to escape it under 48 hours. Containment Time: 1 year, 2 months, 4 days, and 18 hours. Containment Breach Record: SCP-3453 was contained successfully with an average of approximately 0.7 successful escape attempts per month. SCP-3453 has since then teleported outside of every containment unit devised in less than 48 hours. Containment Strategy 3453.49: Containment Procedure: SCP-3453 is to be kept within Site-11 by MTF Beta-7 through an array of cost-effective and portable containment units and procedures. The SCP-3453 Research Team is to provide aid and support to MTF Beta-7. Containment Time: 1 month, 4 days, and 18 hours. Containment Breach Record: SCP-3453 eventually escaped Site-11 through a urinal in the men's restroom. Notes: As of writing this, SCP-3453 has been re-captured and brought back to Site-11 no less than 4 times. Each time that it has been brought back it appears to make a mad dash to the men's bathroom. Its last escape involved teleporting into the urinal. The bathroom has since been closed down, but that's really more of a temporary fix. ~Junior Research Assistant Fine Containment Strategy 3453.66: Containment Procedure: ContAIner-3453, a program dedicated to SCP-3453's containment, has been developed. ContAIner-3453 is to assist in automatically producing self-driving containment units for the purpose of finding and capturing SCP-3453 in a safe and discreet manner. Since the artificial intelligence is a work in progress, MTF Beta-7 is expected to work with ContAIner-3453 until it can be fully automated by the SCP-3453 Research Team. This entry marks ContAIner-3453's first successful containment attempt, which involved a derivative of Test 3453.14. Containment Time: 1 month, 1 week, and 2 hours. Containment Breach Record: SCP-3453 teleported 2.4m outside of its containment unit. Containment Strategy 3453.121: Containment Procedure: The following note, copied verbatim, was written in a standard issue notebook: I performed a statistical analysis of ContAIner-3453's containment efforts, and I'm seeing a slow but significant downward trend in average containment time. If my calculations are correct, I don't think that this program will last more than a decade at best. Eventually, this skip will just get bored of us all and leave The Foundation forever… I have an idea. Let the records show that SCP-3453's container is Reality. As long as SCP-3453 exists, it is contained. ~Junior Researcher Fine 3 hours after this note was written SCP-3453 disappeared. Containment Time: N/A Containment Breach Record: SCP-3453 could not be found for 4 months, 5 days, and 3 hours. SCP-3453's state of existence during this period could not be determined. SCP-3453 was discovered 534km from its place of disappearance by a group of 4 citizens in [REDACTED]. The group was amnesticized with Class C amnestics and their video recording was confiscated. Notes: Junior Research Assistant Fine has been demoted for making unauthorized changes to object containment. ~Senior Researcher Bindell. SCP-3453 Research Team Leader Footnotes 1. In layman's terms, this means that SCP-3453 has not been observed separating into multiple distinct volumes of liquid. 2. 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SCP-3454 | euclid | SCP-3454: The Land DENIERS of Tall Bees What is it about the Foundation and BEES? ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Site-BEES, location of the portal to the Land of Tall Bees. Item #: SCP-3454 Special Containment Procedures: Any individual leaving the Land of Tall Bees is to be interrogated until it can be determined whether or not they are an SCP-3454 instance. Containment of SCP-3454 individuals is to be enacted immediately. The Lead Researcher of Site-BEES is tasked with: determining what is to be done with individuals who are SCP-3454, and ascertaining the best way to introduce the entire population of Earth to the Land of Tall Bees, one person at a time, with Foundation personnel given priority. Research is ongoing. Description: SCP-3454 is the designation for individuals who don't agree that the bees are tall. The Land of Tall Bees1 is accessible via a temporospatial tear23 located inside an abandoned Target Canada store in Niagara Falls, Ontario. The bees are very tall. The portal to the Land of Tall Bees was discovered in 2016 by an individual who understood the bees and their tallness. The portal was brought to the Foundation's attention after numerous SCP-3454 instances contacted the police, outing themselves as anomalies. After securing the location, Foundation personnel were introduced to the Land of Tall Bees4 and the location began operation as Site-BEES. It is currently unknown why some individuals are SCP-3454. Unfortunately, the only way to determine whether or not an individual is SCP-3454 or not is to send them through the portal. This often upsets the bees. You do not want tall, upset bees. Indications of being SCP-3454 include: lack of desire to discuss the bees disinterest in the bees not stating the bees are tall without being prompted interfering in Foundation operations at Site-BEES. Addendum 3454-01: Testing Logs Note that testing began prior to all Site-BEES staff being introduced to the Land of Tall Bees. Some tonal inconsistencies persist. Date: 05/08/2017 Test Number: 1 Personnel Involved: D-0901, age 35, convicted of multiple automobile thefts Methodology: Initial record of human interaction with SCP-3454 the Land of Tall Bees. Test Results: Subject directed to extend right arm through SCP-3454 the portal to the Land of Tall Bees. Subject does so without adverse effect.5 Doctor Page, former Lead Researcher, commences with second test. Subject is tethered and given a camera before being sent bodily through SCP-3454 the portal to the Land of Tall Bees. Exploration lasts three minutes, and subject returns unharmed. Notes: Subject was noted to exclaim, "Dude, it's full of tall bees!" upon exiting.6 Date: 06/08/2017 Test Number: 5 Personnel Involved: D-0901, D-9310, Agent Cook, Agent Block, Doctor Wessig, Doctor Addams, Junior Researcher Mazn Methodology: Find out just how tall the bees are. Test Results: Subjects enter the portal to the Land of Tall Bees with measuring tapes. Tapes are not long enough to measure the bees.7 Average bee height confirmed as being greater than 3.6 meters. Notes: This test was not authorized. I suspect SCP-3454 is having an adverse effect on my team. I am calling a moratorium on testing until we can get an infohazard response team down here. - Dr. Page, former Lead Researcher, SCP-3454 Date: 07/08/2017 Test Number: 11 Personnel Involved: D-0901, D-9310, Agent Cook, Agent Block, Doctor Addams, Junior Researcher Mazn, Doctor Sawyer, Doctor Sawyer, Junior Researcher Kenzaki, Junior Researcher White, D-10008, Doctor Patel, Agent Weathersby, Agent Conte, Agent Richter, Agent Kimmel, Junior Researcher Chaudhury, Doctor Zhang, Doctor Reeves, Agent Jones-Reeves, Agent Cartham, Junior Researcher Godel, D-8624, SCP-3454-1458, a claw hammer Methodology: Convince SCP-3454-145 that the bees are tall. Again. Test Results: SCP-3454-145 became unresponsive after twenty minutes of questioning. Same result as with SCP-3454-144.9 Notes: Why are SCP-3454 so difficult? - Dr. Addams, Lead Researcher, Site-BEES1011 Footnotes 1. Formerly SCP-3454-1. 2. Portal. 3. Formerly SCP-3454. 4. Subsequently finding that the bees were tall. 5. What did they expect? The bees are good. - Agent Block 6. This is how it should be. - J. R. Mazn 7. Is anything? - Agent Block 8. Formerly Doctor Page. 9. Formerly Dr. Wessig. 10. We need to make sure there aren't any more. Test everyone. - Agent Cook 11. Anyone can see the bees are tall. - D-0901 |
SCP-3455 | archon | 411 Days A Year Photo from an SCP-3455 celebration. The coloured substance is believed to be an anomalous hallucinogen. Item #: SCP-3455 Special Containment Procedures: Standard Foundation operating procedures are to be maintained during SCP-3455 so far as is possible. Foundation personnel acting in manners directly contrary to the goals of the Foundation during SCP-3455 are to be severely reprimanded following its conclusion. Prior to the conclusion of SCP-3455, all critical data is to be backed up at a temporally isolated storage site. Research into the cause of SCP-3455 is ongoing, though it is to be noted that should the cause be discovered it is vital that its effects are preserved; SCP-3455 failing to correctly reset at the end of an iteration would cause irreparable damage to normalcy. Description: SCP-3455 is a temporal anomaly that subverts the linear flow of time, occurring annually at 00:00 GMT on March 17th. At the initiation of SCP-3455 all affected humans will immediately regain all memories they had during the previous iteration of SCP-3455, which typically includes knowledge of SCP-3455 and its nature. SCP-3455 lasts for exactly 47 days, concluding at 23:59 GMT on May 3rd. Following its conclusion, time reverts back to the point that it initially started; any changes made during SCP-3455 are removed from causality and all knowledge acquired is lost. Time then progresses normally until the beginning of the next iteration. Human behaviour changes significantly during SCP-3455; this is not believed to be related to the anomaly itself, but rather a consequence of the regained knowledge from previous iterations of the anomaly and the general cultural perception of the time encompassed by SCP-3455 being consequence-free. Notable increases in displays of hedonism occur globally, along with a general increase in nihilistic beliefs and lowering of personal inhibitions. Actions that would typically be considered reckless or wasteful are also common occurrences. SCP-3455 has been widely designated as an extra month in the calendar named Liberary amongst the civilian population.2 Incidence rates of anomalous activity increase far beyond baseline during SCP-3455. Containment of new anomalies during this time is complicated by the general public awareness of anomalous activity and of the Foundation itself. Despite this, all Foundation personnel are to maintain standard operation during SCP-3455. The first SCP-3455 event is believed to have occurred in 1976, though the baseline Foundation did not become aware of it until 1987, when the technology to temporally isolate data from the timestream was developed. ▶ Notable Events During SCP-3455 ▼ Notable Events During SCP-3455 Note: for ease of distinction between time in SCP-3455 and baseline time, the month name Liberary will be used to designate dates within SCP-3455. 1978 Presumed to be the third iteration of SCP-3455, and the first in which humanity as a whole has become aware of its effects. Notable for wide-spread rioting, the collapse of a number of governments, and the complete collapse of public and emergency services across large parts of the world. 1980 Believed to be the first iteration referred to as "Liberary" throughout popular media, though the source is unknown. Significant increase in promiscuous sexual behaviour world-wide, along with wide-spread street parties in major cities. 1983 Formation of the "Children of Liber", a cult that practices extreme hedonism during SCP-3455. The concept quickly becomes popular in a number of areas of the world, and spawns a number of groups with similar philosophies. The founder of this cult is unknown. 1985 On Liberary 17th, the USSR launched five nuclear weapons at the moon, which impacted approximately three days later. On Liberary 23rd, the US launched ten nuclear weapons at the moon. The first set of explosions were not visible to the naked eye due to the full moon at the time. Due to the later phase of the moon and the specific impact locations, three of the detonations of US weapons were briefly visible as small but bright flashes. This led to a declaration of victory by the US government, though no further details were given. 1986 On Liberary 33rd at 17:00GMT a total of 57 simultaneous terrorist attacks were carried out in major cities throughout the world. The exact fatality count is unknown, but believed to be over 5000. The perpetrators were not identified. 1987 There is a notable increase in diagnosed cases of PTSD, especially amongst victims of violence during previous iterations of SCP-3455. This is believed to be related to the sudden recall of memories of past iterations. The popularity of groups such as the Children of Liber increases. A number of low level anomalous phenomena have additionally become associated with the Children of Liber themselves. Investigations are ongoing. A month long festival popularly called Liberalia gains traction in a number of areas of the world, characterised by the use of a variety of anomalous drug compounds that are typically dispersed through the air. This festival reoccurs during almost every iteration. Technological developments by Foundation personnel enable the preservation of data during SCP-3455 iterations, giving personnel in baseline time access to recorded data and knowledge from within SCP-3455. The anomaly receives its official designation in baseline time. 1990 Saddam Hussein announces that he is commissioning a 50m tall statue of himself to be built in Baghdad. It is estimated to be 20% complete by the end of the iteration. Investigations into the anomalous activity associated with the Children of Liber are ongoing, though no information on their leadership or any of the reported anomalous activity has been found thus far. 1991 The Children of Liber are confirmed to be led by an individual named Paul Hagenson, designated PoI-54112. An attempt to question PoI-54112 regarding previously observed anomalous activity ended in violence, resulting in the termination of him and a number of his followers. An anomalous event on Liberary 41st resulted in the complete disappearance of the islands of Madagascar and Ireland, and approximately 80% of the landmass of Japan, to a depth of approximately 800m below sea level. The resulting rapid changes in sea level caused significant disruption in coastal areas worldwide. This event did not occur in baseline time. 1992 On Liberary 5th knowledge of the Foundation becomes public, as the Site Director for Site-76 sends large amounts of classified data to news outlets world-wide. As a consequence of this action, Foundation activities during SCP-3455 iterations have suffered severe complications due to civilian and governmental interference. Security procedures were significantly updated in baseline time to prevent such breaches reoccurring. The individual responsible for the breach was dismissed from their employment with the Foundation following the administration of Class-E amnestics. People who disappeared during the previous iteration possessed no memory of the event that occurred. By all accounts, their memory of the iteration ends at the time the event occurred. 1993 Larami3 announced the construction of "the worlds largest water gun", which was completed on Liberary 32nd. The activation of the device resulted in the destruction of itself and nine buildings directly in its path. The column of water fired escaped the atmosphere and created a temporary cloud of water vapour in orbit. The use of anomalous technology is suspected, though investigations in baseline time could not corroborate this. It is confirmed that no record of PoI-54112 can be found in baseline time, despite his presence within SCP-3455. 1996 The anomalous website "childrenofliber.com" was first noticed during this iteration. During SCP-3455, the website features news and world-wide event listings pertaining to SCP-3455; outside of SCP-3455, the website features a simple timer counting down to the next SCP-3455 iteration. Attempts to trace the owner of the domain or the server hosting the website have failed, in and out of SCP-3455 iterations. 1997 On Liberary 36th, a pod of bottlenose dolphins approaches the shore near Port Elizabeth, South Africa, and begins performing various works of William Shakespeare in English. Due to widespread knowledge of the Foundation, this event becomes public before containment can be established. The event does not occur in baseline time. 1999 Increased tensions between the US and China related to events from both baseline time and the previous iteration of SCP-3455 lead to declarations of war. While the impact is minimal4 there are a number of attacks on military targets from both sides. 2000 Hostilities begun in the previous iteration resume, with far more coordinated strikes from both sides. Strikes on both military and civilian targets result in thousands of casualties on both sides. An impromptu meeting of the United Nations towards the end of the iteration descends into chaos as old and unrelated grievances between a number of countries are reignited. Attempts to find more information on PoI-54112 have repeatedly failed. Given public knowledge of the Foundation and his awareness of Foundation interest in him, he appears to be actively avoiding contact. 2001 Conflict emerges world-wide as a result of the events from the previous iteration. While significant portions of armed forces world wide remaining absent from the conflict, significant damage is caused to the global infrastructure for communications and power. Shipping and transport routes are disrupted by the conflict, leading to food shortages in a number of areas across the world. Casualties are high and structural damage is significant, considering the relatively short period of time and limited man power on all sides. These conflicts continue for the next three iterations, with similar results. 2005 While no official resolution to the ongoing conflict is reached, hostilities functionally cease due to lack of available man-power across the world, as members of armed forces throughout the world simply refuse to participate.5 Pope John Paul II did not die during this iteration, despite the illness that lead to his death in baseline time beginning before SCP-3455. The significance of this is unknown. 2009 An attempted interaction with PoI-54112 again results in his termination. An unknown form of energy storm formed over the South Pacific Ocean on Liberary 41st and began moving west towards Australia, leaving a temporal void in its wake.6 The storm made landfall on Liberary 46th, obliterating a significant portion of coastal Queensland before dissipating. In baseline time, the non-anomalous Cyclone Yolanda followed a similar path and timetable, resulting in a severe number of fatalities and major damage to the region. 2010 PoI-54112 willingly surrendered to Foundation personnel for the purposes of establishing a dialogue. The conducted interview is transcribed below. ▶ Open PoI-54112 Interview Transcript ▼ Close PoI-54112 Interview Transcript Interviewer: Agent Ryan Christchurch. Interviewee: PoI-54112 (Paul Hagenson) Date: Liberary 45th, 2010. Christchurch: Okay, let's begin. You've actively resisted our attempts at making contact in the past, Mr. Hagenson- PoI-54112: Paul, please. Christchurch: -so why talk to us now? PoI-54112: Can you blame me? Everyone knows how you operate. People locked away, weird shit in secret black-sites all over the world. I don't have much interest spending my time trapped in a cage. But, I've grown tired of spending time I should be enjoying looking over my shoulder, and I've recently become aware of something that affords me a little… leverage. Christchurch: And what's that? PoI-54112: First, let me ask you; what do you know about me? Christchurch: You founded the Children of Liber during Liberary 1983 and have led them since. You've become known in certain circles for your somewhat extravagant parties, even considering the normal things that go on during Liberary. You've been tied to various anomalous goings-on almost every Liberary for the last 30 years. PoI-54112: Anything else? A brief silence. Christchurch: No. You don't seem to exist outside of the event. PoI-54112: I used to. Be out there, I mean. Christchurch: How did you leave baseline time? Did you create the temporal anomaly? PoI-54112: No, no I didn't create it. I'm just a man. I used to be a rich and powerful man. Owned a giant, faceless corporation in the seventies. Christchurch: What changed? PoI-54112: Cancer. It was treatable, of course. As I said, I was rich. But you know how these things work. You're never really cured of cancer. You're just on a clock, waiting down the days until it rears its ugly head again. And I was already 58. It's become a bit of a cliché, I know, but the whole affair made me aware of my own mortality. So I decided to do something about it. Christchurch: About mortality. PoI-54112: Why not? You must have seen some unusual things working for your Foundation. You must know the kinds of shit you can find out there if you look hard enough. Christchurch: So what did you do? PoI-54112: The same thing every rich asshole would do in my situation. I visited every hack, wack-job and voodoo magic man I could find who might have what I was looking for. Hey, it was the seventies. None of them did, of course. But I did catch wind of something. Do you believe in anything, Mr. Foundation? A God? Christchurch: No. No, not really. PoI-54112: Ah, but you've seen things, haven't you? I can see it in your eyes. Things that claim to be gods, or as close enough to them as humans are ever likely to care about. Christchurch: Are you saying you found a god? PoI-54112: Or something that was close enough. He was old. Dying, I think, if gods even can die. The great Liber, Roman god of wine, fertility and freedom. PoI-54112 gestures dramatically. PoI-54112: I don't know if he actually was what he claimed to be, but he certainly believed it. He was bitter, too. Angry about being forgotten. He ranted on about how his fellow gods were all immortalised by the calendar or how they had become pop-culture darlings. But not poor old Liber. Christchurch: You made a deal with a dying god. PoI-54112: Bingo. Ironically, I'd gone looking for something to try and solve the issue of my own mortality, only to find a dying god who couldn't solve his own. He couldn't make me immortal, but he could give me time. Endless time. A strange distinction, but there it is. Christchurch: This being created the extra time? PoI-54112: Oh no, no. I don't think so. No, I think the repeating time was already there. A natural phenomenon maybe. Of course, no one remembered it. It could have been happening for centuries. Millennia even, for all I know. No, he gave people memories. Turned me into an anchor of sorts, I guess. Put a little bit of whatever was left of him inside of me. As long as I exist, he exists, and people will remember what happened last Liberary. And since I'm now linked to it, I can't not exist. I had to give up my original life, obviously. Was all but forgotten by the world. But it was worth the price. Christchurch: And what did this Liber person get out of it? PoI-54112: To be remembered, of course. To live on a little. All any being of great power ultimately wants. So I made sure the extra time would be named after him. Founded the Children. For 47 days out of the year, Liber is the biggest game in town. Christchurch: And you get to spend your time hosting orgies and eating enough food to feed a small country. PoI-54112 laughs. PoI-54112: Understand, from my perspective it's only been a few years since this all started. Whatever you consider normal time doesn't exist for me. But I'll admit, that aspect of it all has started to wear a little thin. That's not what we're here to talk about, though, is it. Christchurch: You mentioned something about leverage. I assume you're going to attempt to blackmail us now. PoI-54112: Please, understand that I don't do this maliciously. It's actually out of my control. But as I said, I'm tired of having to look over my shoulder constantly in case some faceless Foundation goon grabs me and locks me in a box. So I'm hoping we can come to some sort of arrangement. Christchurch: I'm listening. PoI-54112: Liberary is my entire existence. My impact on your world is limited, but it's not non-existent. You lose nothing by leaving me be. The world already knows about the Foundation and all the weird shit you deal with during Liberary. None of the "anomalous" stuff in my circle is harmful. Most of it is just side-effects from having part of Liber inside me, I think. The remnants of an old god amusing itself. Christchurch: We lose nothing by leaving you alone. What do we gain, then? PoI-54112: As I said before, I'm something of an anchor now. While I'm here, I keep whatever this all is- PoI-54112 gestures vaguely around the room. PoI-54112: -pinned down. Solid. Whole. When I'm not here - for example when Foundation soldiers burst into one of my parties and shoot me dead. Well, things become a little less solid. Christchurch: What are you implying? PoI-54112: I'll spell it out for you. Every time I've died, something bad has happened. Something big. I don't know why, maybe it's the result of that last piece of a god living inside of me actually dying. But they've started to bleed over into your time. The last time I died, that storm in Australia leaked over and caused all sorts of trouble. How many people died? Nine, ten thousand? That was the worst so far, but it wasn't the first. Christchurch: So you're holding the world hostage? PoI-54112: Oh don't be so dramatic. Like I said, this isn't intentional. I felt terrible when I realised the connection. I've taken a lot less risks since then, just in case. But like I said, I also have little interest being hunted. So here's the deal. You leave me be, to go about my business at no cost to your self or your precious "normality" or whatever you call it. And in return, I won't kill myself every time I think you're even getting a little close. Christchurch: We could just keep you sedated. Put you under every time Liberary starts again. PoI-54112: That would work once. Next Liberary I'd wake up somewhere else. Certainly not in your little jail cells. And then you'd have to track me down all over again, and risk my getting killed. Why take the chance? Following the interview, PoI-54112 was held until the conclusion of the SCP-3455 iteration, with their agreement. PoI-54112 was not present in his assigned cell in the following iteration, and his current whereabouts is unknown. The claim that their termination has a correlation with destructive disasters, which mirror disasters in baseline time, has been corroborated. The current operating policy on PoI-54112 is to monitor, but not to approach. Footnotes 1. Archon-class anomalies are anomalies that should not be contained due to the damage that would be caused by doing so. 2. So named for the Roman God Liber. 3. A toy company that was acquired by Hasbro Inc. in 1995, notable for the development of the popular "Super Soaker" brand of water gun toys. 4. Due in large part to notable percentages of armed forces on both sides failing to report for duty. 5. It is theorised that ongoing memories of injuries and deaths amongst the armed forces significantly reduced the desire to engage in conflict. 6. A dark region of space in which time either does not exist or does not move. |
SCP-3456 | keter | Artistic rendition of SCP-3456 as depicted by survivor James Terrence. Item #: SCP-3456 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3456 is currently uncontained; all attempts to contain or neutralize it have failed. Research into methods for containment is ongoing. Personnel who observe the entity are to be treated with Class G amnestics, and must be located with at least one freshwater stream, river, or lake within 1 km of the treatment facility. All historical references to SCP-3456 are to be removed and/or attributed to myth, shell-shock, PTSD, and hysteria. Reports regarding loss of life and damage as a result of SCP-3456 incidents should be scrubbed of all references to the anomaly, and replaced with narratives involving military conflict, natural, or man-made disasters. Regions in which SCP-3456 are likely to appear are to be monitored regularly. Personnel are to be deployed to aid evacuation efforts in the event of an incident. Direct observation of SCP-3456 should be avoided. Description: SCP-3456 are a group of quadrupeds resembling horses and other equines. Individual instances deviate significantly from other equines, particularly due to the lack of hair, presence of three-toed hooves, thick transluscent skin, and either single or multiple human torsos fused to its back in addition to the normal equine head attached to the horse's body. Each torso has a pair of arms and a head attached, where the arm-span reaches twice the height of the entity itself,1 and end in 5 sharpened, protruding bone digits in place of human fingers. In most instances, SCP-3456 possesses a hole where the human nose is normally located, and is capable of emitting high-pitched screams up to 110 decibels in intensity. The size of each SCP-3456 instance varies, with the largest recorded manifestation reaching 30 m in height, and 15 m in length. SCP-3456 instances, thus far, have proven to be impervious to conventional weapons. Instances materialize near the sites of war, terrorist attacks, and natural disasters. Multiple manifestations may occur depending on the scale of the event, as indicated by the entity's materialization during numerous historical events throughout the 19th, 20th, and 21st centuries. SCP-3456 instances display high levels of adaptive intelligence during incidents, often engineering situations to trap or torture their targets.2 Due to this, it is currently theorized that SCP-3456 may be sapient. Direct observation of SCP-3456 by an individual will result in the entity becoming aware of the observer, at which point it will display directional awareness of said individuals at all times. SCP-3456 manifestations are known to engage in predatory and stalking behavior, utilizing the environment to conceal and camouflage themselves. Survivors of such behavior report that the entity will manipulate, and follow its targets, pursuing them well beyond the site of initial manifestation (See Incident Log I-3456-032).3 SCP-3456 will continue such behaviors, deliberately exposing itself to as many individuals as possible, until it has captured a large number of individuals, at which point it will dematerialize.4 What happens to subjects taken by SCP-3456 is currently not known. Should SCP-3456 be incapable of collecting a sufficient number of subjects, it will continually materialize near individuals who have observed it before, until it is able to capture them. SCP-3456 is either unwilling to cross, or incapable of crossing, bodies of fresh water. This was initially discovered by Foundation plants within Basrah, Iraq, during Operation Iraqi Freedom. Foundation agents were forced into rapid retreat across the Tigris River by three SCP-3456 manifestations, at which time they discovered that the instances either could not or would not set foot onto the bridge. How and why SCP-3456 is unable to cross such geographic boundaries is currently unknown. ATTEMPTED ACCESS DETECTED. ENTER CREDENTIALS CREDENTIALS RECOGNIZED, LEVEL 5 CLEARANCE GRANTED. The following section contains journal entries from Dave Harkand, an infantryman in the British Expeditionary Force during World War I. This journal describes several SCP-3456 sightings over the course of The Battle of the Somme. June 27th, 1916 Finally arrived at the front! I picked up this little journal while I was in Paris, figured I might as well keep record of my heroics on the battlefield. Quite chuffed to finally be in action, though it seems I'm the only one. Most of these blokes have been fighting for a couple months now, and they look downright dreadful. Mud all over the uniform, and their faces are so pale, look like they haven't eaten or slept for months. Commanding officer is rather shit hot5 for battle, it's quite admirable. July 2nd, 1916 Woke in the early hours of the morning. Ground was shaking, damn near shook me out into the muck on the dugout floor. Poor blokes in the bunks on the other side looked liked they had seen a ghoul. Pair of Northern Irish lads from Kitchener’s Armies if I remember right. Kept muttering about a Nuckatee? Must be some Mick6 thing. Were both gripping a gold crucifix. Was about to lay my head back down and get a wink of shuteye when I ended up scrambling into the mud. Loudest damn thing I'd ever heard. Thought it was the Hun Artillery bout to mark us with a whizz-bang, only problem was, never did get the bang. This morning asked our brass hat about the Artillery barrage. Gave me a funny look, and asked what the bloody hell I was talking about. July 2nd 1916 We went looking for the dud that must have come down last night. Didn't find it, but found something even the amen wallah7 probably can't explain. Strangest looking crater I've ever seen, was shaped like a giant hoof. July 3rd, 1916 Huns made a push today, first time they've moved in our region. First time I'd ever seen combat. It's not romantic and adventurous. It's terrifying, and deadly. My hands can't stop shaking, already messed up the chit8 once. The Huns had our outfit up against a wall, damn near overran us, didn't help that it rained the night before making our fox hole filled to the brim with muck. One of the Fritz came right at me…just…I put one right between his eyes. Fell right at the edge of the trench, and had to look him in the eyes, poor lad couldn't have been more than 17 or 18. Martin, one of those Irish lads, is gone. Was unlike anything I'd ever seen, one moment he's standing shooting at the Huns, all of the sudden, the mud starts boiling. Fore anyone can react, Mud just flies everywhere, everyone else is suddenly knocked down off their feet. I look up, the wanker's just gone. Wasn't even body parts left. Haven't told anyone…but I'd swear that there was bones coming up from underneath him right before the mud went flying. His mate, Brendan, was digging in the mud for hours, looking for the crucifix. July 14th & 15th, 1916 Huns tried to push this morning in the rain. I was in the machine gun nest with Brendan, the other Irish chap in my unit. They kept coming and coming, and getting stuck in the mud, and I just kept shooting. Sun is rising. I'm on watch till 8, at least that's what the Brasshat said. I've started losing track of how much times been passing. There's something out there. Something lurking out in the mud and dead Huns. Nearly dozed off last night, listening to the moans of the blighty wounded stuck out in No-man's land. Poor bastards got left behind. Saw something out of the edge of my vision, something big. Couldn't quite make it out, it was much darker than usual, overcast sky was obscuring the full moon. Heard a couple of screams, but whatever it was was gone before my flare hit the sky. July 30th, 1916 I've been seeing them at the edge of my vision, ever since that first night. They're huge, but they move so damn fast that they're gone before I can get a clear look. Or at least, that's how it was mucking out until today. Thick fog and mist rolled in this morning, blanketed everything. We figured the Huns might use it to launch another push. Bastards have been pushing non-stop since the 20th. Saw it, through the fog, looked like a shadow, hiding in the mist. Some sort of Horse like creature, with a something dragging along the ground, and a giant lump where the rider would sit…cept the lump started moving. Could have sworn it was a person, or something that looked like a person. Sat up, and the things dragging along the ground reached out in front of it and picked up something, thought it was a couple dead Jerry's…until they started squirming. I'll never forget the noise it made. Louder than a banshee, shrill and twisted. It looked right at me. Two pairs of red glowing orbs. August 5th Brendan calls them Nuckelavees. Won't tell me much more than that. Beginning to understand why all these blokes looked so terrified when I first arrived. August 13th Bloody hell. Bloody hell. They're nightmares. Been on watch two nights in a row, one just…appeared right there, right in front of me. 20 feet, had to be at least 20 feet away. Towered into the sky. Got my flare to go off in time to see it pick up a couple wounded Jerry's in the mud. They don't have bloody skin. There's just muscle, and fat. The thing on its back…wasn't human, no way could it be human. Had no skin either, no legs, just merged straight into the horse at the stomach. I took a couple shots at it with my rifle…did absolutely nothing, like I was shooting it with a sling shot. It stopped soon as my flare reached its highest point, and turned. Looked straight down at me, both the horse and the…thing on its back. It smiled. August 17th 1916 Been assigned night watch the past four nights straight. Tried to tell the brass hat about the nuckelavees. Didn't believe me. Said it was the shell shock playing with my head. Had to put a sock in it, and keep on. It keeps coming back. Every night. Same spot, 20 feet in front of me. Picks up wounded Jerry's, turns and looks…and then it's gone. It's playing with me, I'm sure of it. Last night there was another one too. Four of those things on its back, did the same damn thing. 7:00 A.M. August 20th 1916 Jerry's made a big push yesterday. Rained two days ago, all day, so the muck was deep. We were on the machinegun again in the pillbox. So many of them in no-man's land last night, couldn't tell the dead from the living. Haven't slept in six days. There were five tonight. Three of them had more than one of those…things on their back. The one that keeps coming back…dropped something. Saw it shine in the flare light. 10:00 A.M. August 20th 1916 Went out into the mud where it appears every night. Found Martin's crucifix and tin hat. August 20th 1916 They're getting bold, saw one out in broad daylight. Pretty sure it was the same one. Buried itself in the mud, just lying there…waiting. We're going over the top at three. There are more out there now…all doing the same thing…god help us. Official records show that Dave Harkand was declared MIA on August 20th, following a failed British counterattack against the German trenches. Additional queries have revealed that one Brendan O'Malley within the same unit was also reported MIA on the same date. Harkand's Journal was found 20 feet from the edge of the German trenches, two months after he disappeared. Incident Log I-3456-032 {$previous-title} Seas of Orcadia Hub {$next-title} Footnotes 1. Which causes these appendages to drag along the ground during the entity's movements. 2. Common tactics include ambushes, luring, property destruction, and psychological manipulation. 3. Such individuals describe SCP-3456 "stomping" and "breathing", in close proximity to where they were concealed, for hours before appearing to give up, only to return once they had emerged from their place of refuge. 4. The conditions and exact number of people SCP-3456 requires to reach satisfaction are unknown, and appear to vary between individual appearances. 5. British slang for overly enthusiastic. 6. British slur for the Irish. 7. British Military slang for a Chaplain. 8. British slang for paper. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3456" by DrBleep, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3456. 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: Douglas-Scottish_FFT(1901)-p162-Nuckalavee-illustr-J_Torrance_(cropped).jpg Name: Douglas-Scottish FFT(1901)-p162-Nuckalavee-illustr-J Torrance (cropped).jpg Author: James Torrance License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3457 | keter | The Iron Crown of Lombardy, one of the artifacts that can be used within SCP-3457, on display in the Cathedral of Monza. Item #: SCP-3457 Special Containment Procedures: Ongoing containment of SCP-3457 is maintained through a joint effort of the Foundation and the Global Occult Coalition, in accordance with the terms of the Köln Agreement. Custody of the physical components of SCP-3457 has been entrusted to the Coalition, which may deal with all relevant items in whatever manner it deems most suitable; the Foundation is responsible for safeguarding all information relating to the use of these physical components as part of SCP-3457. To maintain the integrity of these procedures and to prevent the potential abuse of SCP-3457 by either party, both organizations are required to withhold the specific implementation details of their respective response and containment procedures from each other. Operational details regarding active containment efforts may be shared on a discretionary basis. Current Foundation policy is to alert Coalition operators when Mobile Task Forces are deployed in the context of SCP-3457’s containment, to avoid the possibility of accidental interference during field operations. Likewise, Foundation field agents are expected to stand down and contact their respective base of operations for confirmation if a Coalition operator indicates that they are responding to an SCP-3457 component object. Information on how to perform SCP-3457 has been distributed among Foundation archival facilities in a mixture of digital and physical storage media; no facility maintains a complete copy of this data. The list of sites involved in the containment of SCP-3457 is known only to the O5 Council and select L4 individuals authorized by them. Description: SCP-3457 is a set of Grade-א occult workings, commonly referred to as the “Rite of Solomon” due to an alleged relationship to the eponymous king. When executed properly, it is capable of instigating a GR-Class Hostile Demiurge Event. Completing the Rite allows for the arbitrary reassignment of thaumaturgic capabilities as well as making fundamental changes to the nature of thaumaturgy, enabling the user to gain complete control over the distribution of occult ability among the human population. Completion of SCP-3457 requires the performance of two distinct workings and results in the creation of a deific entity to serve as a demiurge capable of enacting extensive control over the nature of thaumaturgy. This involves the use of several artifacts of religious or mythological importance; the working makes use of the collective human belief in a divine power that is present within the artifacts, which is then manifested as a new, actual deific entity.1 Although the precise extent of the demiurge's capabilities is unverified, recovered documents indicate that it is able to fundamentally alter the basic laws that govern how thaumaturgy can be used and its effects. The exact criteria which qualify an object for use as a physical component in this working are known only to the Global Occult Coalition. However, the Coalition reports that ██% of qualifying objects are in either their custody or the custody of one of their member organizations. The remaining ██% are believed to be distributed among remnants of the Obskuracorps2, paracrime syndicates such as the Chaos Insurgency, and various religious institutions. Additionally, a small number of viable artifacts are kept on public display in museums around the world as part of a joint sting operation between the Coalition and the Horizon Initiative, with the goal of apprehending individuals intent on using these artifacts to perform the Rite of Solomon. Prior to 1881, the presence of an existing demiurge made the performance of the first working unnecessary. However, completion of the second working was also prevented by this demiurge, which took defensive measures to prevent any human thaumaturge from performing the Rite. Recovered documents tell of several attempts to utilize SCP-3457 in the past, all of which resulted in the complete destruction of the instigating parties by the demiurge. It is currently unknown whether this demiurge was also created through the first working of SCP-3457 or if it originally was an emergent entity tied to the nature of thaumaturgy. Unverified information gained from remnants of the Obskuracorps indicate that it may have been created by ancient Hebrew thaumaturges. However, considering the source of this information, this is highly suspect and can not be taken as reliable. After the destruction of the demiurge through unknown means in the Sixth Occult War, it once again became possible to use SCP-3457.3 The second working of the Rite is used to control the demiurge, and is the mechanism through which thaumaturgy may be restructured at will. Seven artifacts, referred to as “Solomon's Keys”, and designated SCP-3457-B1 through SCP-3457-B7, are required to complete this working. The exact nature and location of these objects is not known to the Foundation; however, all seven artifacts are reported to be in Coalition custody. Successfully completing the working grants the user total control over the demiurge, allowing them to enact arbitrary changes to the fundamentals of thaumaturgy. There is currently no known counter-measure to prevent this. The details of how to perform the rite came into the Foundation’s possession after the capture of Obskuracorps commander Konrad Weiss in 1944, who revealed the Obskuracorps’ intent to utilize SCP-3457. Based on this intelligence, a joint operation was launched by the Foundation and the Allied Occult Initiative4 with the goal of preventing its completion. During this operation, the Obskuracorps attempted to use SCP-3457 to remove thaumaturgic capabilities from everyone of non-German origin as part of their efforts to realize their ideological belief in a superior Germanic race. At the same time, they intended to instill occult abilities in every member of an organization associated with the German government at the time (most prominently Obskuracorps itself, the SS and the Nazi High Command). Due to the efforts of the Foundation and the AOI, this attempt to use SCP-3457 was disrupted and the Obskuracorps routed, ending the Seventh Occult War. Following this battle, the Foundation and the AOI signed the Köln Agreement, which established the current containment protocols for SCP-3457. Addendum A: Preliminary project plan for Operation Broken Eclipse. FOUNDATION OPERATION PROPOSAL Operational Designation: Broken Eclipse Oversight Contact: Dr. Ulysses Malcom Mission Lead: Agent Maggy E. Grant Preamble: The knowledge of how to perform SCP-3457, while not widespread, is retained by a number of occult organizations and independent thaumaturges. This knowledge jeopardizes the integrity of SCP-3457 containment measures, and creates the risk of further attempts to execute it. To ensure the continued containment of SCP-3457 and prevent a recurrence of the events of the Seventh Occult War, it is necessary to remove this knowledge from the occult population worldwide. To this end, a large scale operation is being proposed that aims to achieve this goal in two operational phases. Phase 1: Undercover agents are to be embedded within major occult organizations in order to identify persons and documents holding information regarding SCP-3457. Member organizations of the Global Occult Coalition will additionally be inspected by independent auditors on behalf of the Foundation to ensure compliance with the terms of the Köln Agreement. Furthermore, a number of individual thaumaturges are believed to possess knowledge of SCP-3457 (refer to Appendix BOE-01 for a full list). These individuals are to be placed under Foundation surveillance to ascertain whether or not this is accurate. All embedded agents and involved auditors are to be amnesticized following the conclusion of this operation. Phase 1 will conclude once there is reasonable certainty that all holders of information pertaining to SCP-3457 have been identified. The project Oversight is responsible for determining when a sufficient certainty has been attained. Phase 2: The goal of Phase 2 is to eliminate all knowledge of SCP-3457 outside of the records of the Foundation and the Global Occult Coalition. All pertinent records identified in Phase 1 are to be archived and destroyed and individuals possessing information related to SCP-3457 are to be subjected to selective amnesticization. Should selective amnesticization fail, responding agents are authorized to escalate to full amnesticization and/or immediate termination as deemed necessary. Footnotes 1. It is speculated that the ongoing worldwide trend of secularization and the general decline in religious beliefs may eventually neutralize this portion of SCP-3457; acting on this theory, steps have been taken to encourage this trend. 2. The occult branch of the German government during the Nazi Era. 3. Following the destruction of the demiurge, a drastic increase in occult potential occurred throughout the entire human population, which may indicate that the original function of the demiurge was to artificially limit the number of human thaumaturges. 4. The precursor organization to the Global Occult Coalition formed during the Seventh Occult War. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3457" by ChaoSera, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3457. 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: crown Name: Iron Crown.JPG Author: James Steakley License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3458 | safe | Item #: SCP-3458 Special Containment Procedures: To avoid causing irreparable damage via hard impacts or static electricity, SCP-3458 is to be stored in a 15.5 x 20.5 cm Antistatic shield bag in a climate controlled storage locker kept at 20° Celsius when not in use. Any room used for testing of SCP-3458 must be kept around 20° Celsius; to facilitate this, all instances of SCP-3458-2 must be pre-equipped with cooling fans. Description: SCP-3458 is a standard hard disk drive, configured for use in most modern computers as a storage device; its familiar shape, size and weight renders it almost completely indistinguishable from other hard disk drives, though several key details once printed on the label adhered to its protective cover have been scratched off with a sharp-edged tool1. These missing details are speculated to have pertained to SCP-3458’s storage capacity, the rotation speed of its internal disk and its original manufacturer. When the primary storage device of a standard desktop computer is replaced with SCP-3458, the computer itself, hereafter referred to as SCP-3458-2, boots into a simplistic user interface with icons for various applications and games, in front of a wallpaper that depicts a picturesque but as of yet-unidentified coastal region. SCP-3458 readily accepts and stores files imported via external storage devices such as flash drives, as well as those downloaded from the internet through the use of the pre-installed web-browsing program. However, all attempts to export or upload its files to any medium of storage have been unsuccessful due to SCP-3458 halting the process with the error message: “Insufficient Permissions”. Once the use of SCP-3458-2 has been maintained for a period of time sufficient for a “profile” of the user to be constructed (presumably from program usage and browsing habits, but this has yet to be confirmed), all normal processes are shut down and the user interface is replaced by a plain text screen, reminiscent of those displayed by most operating systems in the event of a crash or fatal error. A disk check follows this, in which the names of files stored within SCP-3458, such as “HAPPIEST_MOMENT”, “JUDGEMENT_LAPSE_(X)” and “LIE_(X)”, flicker across the screen until the scan is complete. At this point, a form of verdict regarding the user is rendered, seemingly based on their life choices; more often than not, all remaining text on the screen disappears and the message “Bad Sectors Detected - Initialising Factory Reset” is displayed, an MRI scan later revealing an advanced state of amnesia in the user’s brain. Tests have revealed that from the moment the aforementioned message is displayed, the afflicted user’s memory is completely and irreversibly wiped - all attempts to restore the user’s memory with family photos and personal documents have been unsuccessful, as has the administration of prototype mnestics and SCP-███. In exceedingly rare circumstances and never in the case of D-Class personnel, the completed scan is followed by an alternate message: “Minimal errors detected - Well Done”. As the usual effects of SCP-3458’s verdict do not present themselves in test subjects who are shown this message, it can be assumed that said subjects have never committed any major transgressions against society at any point in their lives. These few subjects have since reported feeling great pride and newfound self-confidence off the back of SCP-3458’s quantified, seemingly unbiased analyisis. Discovery: SCP-3458 was recovered from a Mr. ███████ who had, in turn, loaned it to a friend who was in the process of building a desktop computer and required a temporary storage solution. When Mr. ███████ returned to his friend’s apartment two weeks later, assuming that the permanent storage device he had ordered online had been delivered and that SCP-3458 would be ready for him to collect, he found that his friend had since been evicted, reportedly for not having paid his overdue rent2. The landlord also informed him that the friend had not taken his personal possessions with him, claiming that he “didn’t want to steal anything”. Mr. ███████ offered to call his friend and ask him to collect his belongings but was met with rejection of the idea that they had ever met or been friends. Speculating on a correlation between his donation of SCP-3458 and his friend’s memory loss, Mr. ███████ handed SCP-3458 in to the local police station, from whom it was promptly confiscated by an undercover member of Mobile Task Force Iota-10 (aka “Damn Feds”). + Testing Log: - Testing Log: (All tests on SCP-3458 thus far have been carried out by Dr. ███████) Test #: 1 Subject: D-26459, previously convicted of murder. Usage Time from Startup to Verdict: ~50 minutes. Usage: D-26459 played various games on SCP-3458-2 before growing bored and opening the web browser; he searched for recent events and news stories before logging onto various social media websites to send messages (D-26459 was allowed to continue doing so as his messages were deemed harmless). Contents of Scan: Most notable file name was unsurprisingly “MURDER”, though nothing D-26459 had done using SCP-3458-2 pointed towards the commitment of said act. “PETTY_THEFT” and “DEATH_THREAT” were also seen during the scan. Verdict Rendered: Bad Sectors Detected. Subject State After Testing: D-26459’s memory was wiped. He initially responded with panic but quickly calmed down after being removed from the room containing SCP-3458 and having his duties as a D-Class test subject explained to him. D-26459 now works in the main canteen where he previously incited numerous acts of violence against guards and other staff. Additional Notes: The results of this initial test have led me to believe that the monitoring of a test subject’s usage of SCP-3458-2 is nothing more than supplementary to the final verdict rendered – it must be collecting its information from an alternative source, supernatural or otherwise. Test #: 2 Subject: D-26460, previously convicted of fraud. Usage Time from Startup to Verdict: 34 minutes. Usage: Having attempted to converse with the now obliviated D-26459 in the main canteen, D-26460 was initially concerned about the effects of SCP-3458 before deciding to use its web browser to continue trading stocks and sending messages to potential clients, unwilling to disclose his current location or explain his long absence. Contents of Scan: D-26460’s scan contained a considerable number of files with the title “LIE_(X)”, along with the expected “FRAUD” file to match his court case and a file named “SEXUAL_HARRASSMENT”; as the scan continued, D-26460 professed his innocence of this act, stating that the accusation was made falsely by a “dirty bitch, after [his] money”. Verdict Rendered: Bad Sectors Detected. Subject State After Testing: D-26460’s memory was wiped. After being given the same reintroduction to the Foundation as D-26459, he was tested on various terms and phrases pertaining to the fields of economics and banking, none of which he could explain. Additional Notes: Since D-26460 had previously become friends with D-26459, I decided to put the two of them in a room together to see if they would recognise each other or perhaps discuss SCP-3458 and/or its effects. Unsurprisingly, they did not. Test #: 3 Subject: Dr. ██████ ████, newly employed researcher in the field of Computer Science. Usage Time from Startup to Verdict: 1 hour, 29 minutes. Usage: At first, Dr. ████ reported anxiety regarding the potential effects of SCP-3458; given the option to refuse undergoing this test, however, he decided to press on and so uploaded several research logs to finalize with SCP-3458’s word processor. Contents of Scan: Dr. ████’s scan was unsurprisingly mundane, indicating an unremarkable amount of accidents and human errors. Once the messages “WORKING_FOR_SCP” and “IMPRISONING_ME” were displayed, however, Dr. ████ was advised to leave the room as the scan continued. Verdict Rendered: Bad Sectors Detected. Subject State After Testing: Dr. ████ fled the room quickly, running some 40 metres down a connected hallway before coming to a stop, the effects of SCP-3458’s verdict presumably taking hold despite the distance that had been made between them. A brief memory test revealed that Dr. ████’s memory was also completely wiped. Additional Notes: Okay, so we’re not testing this thing with staff anymore. Dr. ████’s family has been informed that he died in an "unspecified lab accident", and O5 is insisting that we get their permission before testing SCP-3458 with humans any further. What’s this thing got against us? Test #: 4 Subject: “Aloysius” - Orangutan, trained to interact with computers. Usage Time from Startup to Verdict: 17 minutes. Usage: Once placed in a room with an instance of SCP-3458-2 designed for use with trained apes, Aloysius searched for an internet video he had previously been shown, involving a kitten riding on the shell of a tortoise. He brought his handler closer to the monitor of SCP-3458-2 to have her react to the video as well before clicking through several other clips. Contents of Scan: Aloysius’ scan was considerably shorter than those of the previous test subjects, displaying a few messages titled “VIOLENCE_AGAINST_HANDLER” before cutting straight to the verdict. Verdict Rendered: Minimal errors detected - Well Done. (The message was also displayed in pixelated sign language to cater to Aloysius’ lack of English comprehension) Subject State After Testing: Aloysius was unaffected by the verdict and rewarded with mixed fruit for his good behaviour. Additional Notes: This wasn’t really that surprising – I mean, what would a dumb ape have done to deserve getting its memory wiped? It was interesting to see that SCP-3458 caters to other languages though. Real nice of it. Test #: 5 Subject: D-27005, previously convicted of involuntary vehicular manslaughter. Usage Time from Startup to Verdict: 2 hours, 6 minutes. Usage: D-27005 saw SCP-3458-2 as a means of communicating with her own family and the family of her victim, attempting to reconcile her differences with both groups before resorting to making a post on her social media account, showing regret for the events that had transpired. Contents of Scan: As with Test #3, D-27005’s scan was relatively mundane and showed that she had done little to negatively affect society apart from what she was convicted of, which SCP-3458 entitled “ACCIDENTAL_KILLING”. Verdict Rendered: Minimal errors detected - Well Done. Subject State After Testing: D-27005 was initially confused by SCP-3458’s verdict, but later began displaying an improved outlook on life in general. Additional Notes: This is the sort of thing I was looking forward to seeing. Whether we can trust that SCP-3458 was telling the truth or not has yet to be determined, but if we’re able to come to a definite conclusion on that… There might be a legitimate use for SCP-3458 after all. Footnotes 1. Researchers tasked with analysing the scratches have since determined said tool to have been a flathead screwdriver. 2. It can be assumed that he was given the “Bad Sectors” verdict by SCP-3458 and thus forgot to pay. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3458" by Kachompsky, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3458. 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-3459 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3459 Threat Level: Green Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawlers are to scan websites such as message boards and chat services for mention of bizarre, poorly-documented fears. Existing strains of SCP-3459 that should be investigated include: Fear of rubber ducks invading Earth Avoiding all uses of the word "Casablanca" Concern of death due to freak juggling accidents Paranoia over one's mother being homosexual Individuals possessing said fears are to be reassured by embedded Foundation accounts that the fear is common, and nothing to worry about. If a large outbreak of SCP-3459 is discovered, MTF Gamma-14, "Nerves Of Steel" is to locate the affected area. Treatment of the affected person(s) is to be decided once the situation is fully ascertained. Other methods of "normalizing" a fear concocted by research staff can be recommended to the Lead Containment Head of SCP-3459, currently David Bifet-Mahoney. Discovering a more efficient method of treatment for SCP-3459 is considered a delta-level priority. Description: SCP-3459 is a strain of bacteria that causes the spontaneous creation of bizarre and nonsensical phobias. Usually, these phobias will appear in a person without them noticing, only realizing once they encounter a situation that triggers the new phobia. SCP-3459 is not known to have any lethal symptoms. The only symptoms besides irrational fear include mild sneezing and coughing. A new phobia can even cause fear in something the individual likes, such as a hobby or career. SCP-3459 is contagious, and the specific fear it is causing can be spread from person to person. Common methods of spreading include discussion of the fear, being near a person experiencing a frightening situation involving said fear, and normal methods of spreading sickness such as sneezing and exchange of bodily fluids. The terror inflicted by SCP-3459 will increase in intensity over time, peaking at approximately half of the expected duration of infection. Following this, the fear will gradually decrease until fully gone. The longest recorded duration of SCP-3459's effects lasted two years. No known method of treatment has yet been discovered for SCP-3459 other than simply waiting for the symptoms to subside on their own. Addendum: List of noteworthy SCP-3459 phobias Phobia Date Discovered Notes A fear of metal garbage cans 4/16/14 Phobia discovered when an individual had a panic attack during a live broadcast of the children's show "Sesame Street." A fear of clean laundry 4/18/14 A person infected with SCP-3459 attempted to burn down a laundromat, claiming it was "birthing demons." Individual was apprehended and kept in custody until SCP-3459 subsided. A fear of pornography not involving clowns 7/3/14 The entire town of ████████, Ohio had destroyed all forms of pornography except for a single VHS tape labeled "Bozo's Wild Ride." Entire town kept under strict watch until SCP-3459 wore off. Population was then administered class A amnestics. Fear of video games 5/28/18 █████, Kansas' school board has been quarantined until condition subsides. Fear of databases 3/9/17 [DATA CORRUPTED. PLEASE CONTACT SYSTEM ADMINISTRATOR] Fear of pie 3/14/15 No actual phobia existed. Event turned out to be an elaborate joke by the staff of ██████ ███████ Middle School. Population administered Class C amnestic. Fear of SCP-3459 6/24/18 Junior Researcher Calloway has been transferred to SCP-████ and given class C amnesics to forget about SCP-3459's existence. This did not cure him of SCP-3459, but worked as a makeshift cure due to the specific circumstances. Discovery: SCP-3459's existence was discovered on 5/3/2013, during a raid of a Chaos Insurgency warehouse. Several Petri dishes containing SCP-3459 instances were located. All dishes were marked with a Post-It note identifying what each strand causes fear in. Noteworthy ones included: Poodles, Jamaican music, Not owning a dish drain, and The Foundation. All samples excluding the sample labeled The Foundation are kept in a Class 2 biohazard lockers. Foundation sample incinerated. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3459" by Crocket_Lawnchair, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3459. 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-3460 | thaumiel | Item #: SCP-3460 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3460 is to be stored within an electronics storage container within the high security containment wing of Site-64. All testing involving SCP-3460 requires approval of both the Site Ethics Committee and Site Command. Update: Following the events of 17/11/1998 all further testing/MTF use of SCP-3460 requires O5 approval. Additionally, SCP-3460 may only be used to target two subjects at any given time, with a grace period of six months to occur between subject interaction and the next activation. Description: SCP-3460 is a electronic apparatus resembling a mid-20th century polygraph machine. Unlike other polygraph machines of the era, which typically possess four needles for the measurement of an individual's respiration rate, skin conductance, and blood pressure, SCP-3460 only possesses two needles and no external sensors. Near the base of each needle is a 8 cm by 11 cm slot. SCP-3460's anomalous properties become apparent when the photographs of any two living individuals are placed within the slots at the base of the needles, and the apparatus is turned on. At this point, the needles will begin to trace lines along chart paper produced by SCP-3460 in a manner similar to non-anomalous polygraph tests. As of the time of writing, SCP-3460 has not run out of chart paper on which to operate. In the event that the two individuals whose photographs have been loaded into SCP-3460 interact with each other, the needles will automatically turn and begin to produce a single line for the duration of the interaction, separating again when the interaction ends. The nature of these interactions is varied, ranging from an individual reading a note from the other, to sexual contact. SCP-3460's needles can be physically manipulated to align with one another. In these events, SCP-3460 will alter causality to ensure that individuals under its effects interact with one another. The delay of the onset of this interaction is variable, with interactions occurring in a range of as little as one hour, to multiple years. Once needles have been forced to align, the subjects' photos do not need to remain in SCP-3460 to ensure interaction. Addendum 3460-A: Abridged Testing Log + Show Test Log - Hide Test Log Test #: 3460-1 Subjects: D-2121 and D-2030 Description: D-2121 and D-2030 are initially within separate chambers on-site. SCP-3460's needles are left in the neutral position. D-2121 is then escorted to D-2030's chamber, and told to wait for further instructions. Upon entering D-2030's chamber, SCP-3460's needles aligned. The needles remained aligned until D-2121 was removed from the chamber, at which point they returned to their neutral position. Test #: 3460-4 Subjects: D-5963 and D-7639 Description: D-5963 and D-7639 are initially within separate chambers on-site. SCP-3460's needles are manually forced apart. D-5963 is then escorted to D-7639's chamber. Prior to entry, a malfunction occurs within the door's security reader, preventing entry into D-7639's chamber. Attempts to repair the reader fail until SCP-3460's needles are released. Test #: 3460-13 Subjects: D-3340 and D-2321 Description: D-3340 began the test at Site-81, while D-2321 remained at Site-64, and were integrated into the general D-class populations. Research Staff handling both D-class were blind to the ongoing SCP-3460 research involving both individuals. SCP-3460's needles were manually set to align. No observable changes occurred for two weeks, after which time both Site-81 and Site-64's D-class relocation systems scheduled both D-class to be moved to Site-88 for newly scheduled testing. Test #: 3460-15 Subjects: D-2106 and D-3560 Description: D-2106 and D-3560 begun testing in the same chamber. The D-class were provided multiple tools, as well as a key for a set of handcuffs. The tools were demonstrated to be functioning normally to both D-class, and that the key fit the handcuffs. The D-class were then handcuffed together, at which point the needles on SCP-3460 were manually forced to align, and held in place. The D-class were then instructed to remove the handcuffs, and for D-3560 to leave the chamber. During the subsequent attempts by the D-class to remove the handcuffs, they found that the key jammed in the lock, and the batteries on all electric tools died. The handles on several manual tools broke on attempted use. Upon release of SCP-3460's needles, the D-class found the key to the handcuffs no longer were jammed, and D-3560 was able to complete the task. Test #: 3460-16 Subjects: D-3360 and D-2860 Description: D-3360 and D-2860 begun testing in the same chamber handcuffed together. The needles on SCP-3460 were manually forced apart, and held in place. After two hours of no apparent effect, D-2860 begun to display symptoms of a cerebrovascular accident, requiring immediate medical attention and removal from the testing chamber. Test #: 3460-25 Subjects: Agent Cadence Forester and PoI #10205 (Dana Stamos) Description: SCP-3460 was loaded with a picture of Agent Cadence Forester, resident Thaumatologist of MTF Tau-51 ("Urban Brawl"), and PoI #10205, a known anartist who has been wanted by the Foundation for involvement in the creation of various anomalies. As of 29/10/1994, PoI #10205 has avoided capture by Foundation Operatives by taking refuge in the Location of Interest known as "Backdoor SoHo." SCP-3460 was activated and the needles set to align. Two months passed without any noticeable effect. Then, on 2/1/1995, PoI #10205 spontaneously appeared before Agent Forester during her undercover operations in Portland, Oregon. Upon capture and subsequent interview, PoI #10205 revealed she was attempting to use a known Way linking Backdoor SoHo to the Location of Interest known as the "Wanderer's Library," when she was apparently redirected. Additional use of SCP-3460 by Mobile Task Force operatives as a means of monitoring or even capturing potential persons of interest has been approved on a case by case basis. SCP-3460's object class has been updated to Thaumiel. Addendum 3460-B: Incident 3460-1 On 17/11/1998, a coordinated raid by multiple Chaos Insurgency cells was launched on Site-64, resulting in multiple personnel casualties and severe damage to several sections of the facility. Agents Reed, Carole, Garcia, and Chen were among the casualties, each of whom were active subjects of SCP-3460 at the time of the raid. After Action investigation showed that each agent's co-subject on SCP-3460 had been leaders of the Chaos Insurgency cells responsible for the attacks. Each agent's activation of SCP-3460 had occurred individually of one another, over the course of a four year period. SCP-3460's containment procedures have been updated. Addendum 3460-C: Recovery SCP-3460 was recovered from the estate sale of Cody and June Pullman within the Three Portlands Location of Interest by undercover operatives of MTF Tau-51 on 12/12/1992. SCP-3460 was within a box and had been loaded with a picture of June Pullman and an unidentified male, with the needles taped apart from one another. Subsequent interviews inquiring about the device with the Pullman's surviving family revealed that they had no knowledge of the device's properties, of the identity of the unidentified male in the photograph, and that the apparatus had been stored in their parent's attic prior to their death in an automobile accident earlier that year. Attempts to use SCP-3460 to interact with the unidentified individual have so far been met with failure. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3460" by Jacob Conwell, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3460. 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-3461 | thaumiel | WARNING: HMCL Approval Required This file is accessible to personnel with Level 4/General - Level 1/3461 Clearance. If investigation into the changes to your employee contract has brought you here, contact the Office of O5-4 for Level 1/3461 Clearance. Item #: SCP-3461 Special Containment Procedures: The development of SCP-3461 is a Class IX research priority. O5-4 has been designated as the HMCL of SCP-3461, to coordinate all involved departments and approve cross-testing of relevant SCP objects. To facilitate SCP-3461-α, the Foundation Disinformation and Theology Departments are to receive 40% budget increases for the 2046 fiscal year. The O5 Council has authorized the use of the PANDORA Protocol to carry out SCP-3461-β. Under the SCP-3461-γ initiative, a current total of 021 anomalies have been reclassified as Thaumiel-class, and a total of 083 anomalies have been reclassified as Maksur-class. A comprehensive list is available in Appendix-3461-γ. The physical components of SCP-3461-δ are to be kept in dedicated, maximum-security containment facilities. No Foundation personnel, except for maintenance engineers with Level 5/3461 Clearance, are authorized to enter the components' respective containment chambers. Component-specific containment procedures are available on a need-to-know basis in Appendix-3461-δ. Efforts to extend SCP-3461 to the civilian population are underway. I'll keep things concise for now. This effort, while tangential to primary containment, is no less important. It is aligned with the Foundation's zeroth goal, and thus has its full backing. - The Administrator Description: SCP-3461 designates a multi-faceted Foundation project to engineer an afterlife hospitable to humankind. SCP-3461-α is a worldwide implementation of the Genius Loci protocol, as to alter collective religious belief on life after death. The goal of SCP-3461-α is to increase the inclusivity/amiability of any possibly extant, Leibniz-class dimensions. This entails a mass-scale social engineering program, promoting belief in universal salvation (or equivalents) in the world's major religions. Foundation-funded theologians, implants in religious institutions, and grassroots religious movements are currently part of the program. As per the Triumvirate agreement, the Foundation is obliged to help the Horizon Initiative in creating "The Universal Texts". Such efforts are to focus on advancing SCP-3461-α through the discovery and/or forgery of manuscripts that support this soteriological narrative. There is nothing sacred to the Foundation. Truth and falsehood are only as valuable as they are useful. What is happening here is no different than what has been done for decades, centuries, even millennia. It's a small comfort, I know. Even if you presuppose that the Foundation was just "discovering" and spreading the truth, the callousness at which it pays off great minds, manipulates masses, and forges scripture must weigh on the faithful among us. Nonetheless, we have a duty to look after the wellbeing of humanity in all of its forms. If it soothes your conscience, I advise that you consider it less so "doctoring" and more so "progressive revelation". - Yusuf Zafarul, Theology Department Head SCP-3461-β is the neutralization of all verified, inhospitable afterlives under Foundation purview. This serves to funnel human consciousnesses into Foundation-approved afterlives, created and maintained by the other components of SCP-3461. Under the PANDORA Protocol, the utilization of all assets available to the Foundation, including anomalous objects, is permitted to accomplish this objective. SCP-3461-β-ABRIDGED-LOG: LEVEL 1 CLEARANCE REQUIRED CREDENTIALS VERIFIED Pertinent Anomalies Neutralization method SCP-107 SCP-475 SCP-1844 MTF ω-144 instructed to utilize SCP-475 and to pour resultant liquids into SCP-107. Sustained testing over the period of forty days successfully extinguishes SCP-1844 and terminates associated tartarean entities. SCP-2481 SCP-3304 SCP-████ SCP-3304-1 reassembled, reproduced, and put back into service. Technology from SCP-2481-2 has been reverse-engineered and integrated into SCP-████'s SRA network, to counteract any possible affects on baseline reality. SCP-3434 SCP-4069 [REDACTED] SCP-1012 SCP-4009 The Mozart Administration was given the means of reproducing SCP-1012, as well as misleading information as to its musical/aesthetic properties. The dimensional aperture to SCP-4009 was closed the day SCP-1012 was scheduled to play. SCP-1557 SCP-2731 SCP-3667 SCP-1557-B instances transported to SCP-2731 and SCP-3667. This led to reoccurrence of event 1557-Epsilon, with all ice cream and SCP-3667-2 instances disappearing from their respective anomalies. SCP-1557-1 now notes the breaking of the "second and third seals". SCP-1576 SCP-2922 SCP-████ Technology derived from SCP-1576 has been reverse-engineered and integrated into SCP-████1, allowing easy access to and retrieval from SCP-2922-C. Operation Percival is underway to establish a permanent base of operations and to negotiate with native entities, with the goal of preventing further entry of human soulforms. SCP-1654 SCP-3211 You can fit square pegs into round holes. SCP-███ SCP-███ [DATA EXPUNGED] "Drastic times call for drastic measures." These are drastic measures. Consciously or subconsciously, your mind is filling in the gaps. There is no impetus for this initiative, no hitherto-unknown threat rearing its head, no XK-Class Apocalypse happening ahead of schedule. The world is in no more or no less danger than it always is. I promise to you all that it won't end tomorrow, or the day after, or the day after. The more cynical of you will question if it's my promise to make. We aren't fatalists here. If nothing else, it's bad for employee morale. If you have a high enough clearance to access this file, you'll have an inkling of the kind of threats that loom over humanity's head. You'll think that we've gotten desperate. SCP-3461 is neither an admission of defeat nor a shift of priorities. It, like every other entry in this database, represents a duty the Foundation is beholden to. - O5-4, HMCL Supervisor SCP-3461-γ is MTF α-0 ("Fishers of Dead Men"), an esoteric taskforce composed primarily of Type VI Volitional Spiritual Apparitions. This main squadron is supplemented by a number of Pistiphagic, Tartarean, Infomorphic, or Ectomorphic Anomalous Entities serving as secondary assets. MTF α-0 is tasked with the neutralization of threats to SCP-3461, typically those that prey on human soulforms, offer type-6 geases, or inhabit Leibniz-class dimensions. A secondary function of the taskforce is to safeguard human soulforms until exit from baseline reality. SCP-3461-γ-ABRIDGED-LOG: LEVEL 3 CLEARANCE REQUIRED CREDENTIALS VERIFIED Taskforce Asset Details SCP-049 [DATA EXPUNGED] SCP-3004 PoI-6870's secondary anomalous properties, gained from the execution of Protocol Damnatio ad Bestias, make him suited for esoteric combat with Pistiphagic entities. PoI-6870's cooperation is contingent on non-interference treaty with GoI-████. SCP-3540 SCP-3540-1 and SCP-3540-2 agree to act as intermediaries to similar psychopompic entities, provided that their containment protocols concerning halloween festivity are loosened. SCP-3899 SCP-3899 has suspected psychopompic properties. All attempts at recruitment have failed. Attempts at termination are not advised. Low priority target. SCP-4069 SCP-4069-B, after conversation with the Administrator, offered its services to the Foundation. It has since neutralized SCP-3434 and SCP-4069. Refer to SCP-3461-δ for more details. SCP-4999 Communication with SCP-4999 has been achieved. Attempts to enlist it have thus far stalled, but the subject appears amiable to civilian deployment of SCP-3461. Extra-planar warfare has come a long way since the early days of Identity Warfare Training. The Foundation as has seen some change since those days. We're better equipped and better prepared then we've ever been. Alpha-Zero is emblematic of that change, enlisting anomalies we previously jailed, fighting entities we didn't even know how to classify before. And unlike certain other agencies, we're capable of coexisting with the anomalous, without drafting it or killing it. On top of all that, we're safeguarding Foundation personnel from entropy itself. Soon, all of humanity is going to bear that privilege. I never thought I would get to see so many saints. - Amos Sanchez, MTF α-0 Senior Adviser SCP-3461-δ refers to an artificial afterlife created by the Foundation, designed as to accommodate and comfort an arbitrarily large amount of human soulforms, indefinitely. Further details are restricted to Level 5/3461 personel. SCP-3461-δ-LOG: LEVEL 5 CLEARANCE REQUIRED CREDENTIALS VERIFIED Component Details SCP-███ [DATA EXPUNGED] SCP-158 Research into SCP-158 has expanded Foundation understanding of soul composition, and the manipulation thereof. SCP-963 Incorporation of SCP-963-2 binds soulforms to SCP-3461-δ, preventing unintentional soul emission or degradation. SCP-2987 Code salvaged from SCP-2987 is used in forensic tools that monitor the state of SCP-3461-δ's occupants. SCP-3703 Due to the Orkney Crisis rendering them otherwise unnecessary, extraneous SCP-3703 instances have been repurposed to provide power to and ward SCP-3461-δ. SCP-4005 Thaumaturgic runes reverse engineered from SCP-4005 allow the restructuring of SCP-3461-δ, as to fit the desires of its occupants without conflict. SCP-4069 SCP-4069, having been modified by SCP-4069-B, serves as the dimensional substrate on which SCP-3461-δ is superimposed on. I'm sure quite a few of you are on this page due to a recent amendment to the Level 4 benefits package: "Should you die while under Foundation employment, you may choose to donate your soul for use in experiments pertaining to the afterlife. All efforts will be made to prevent it coming to harm." Concise, I know. Justifiably, you'll have your reservations. But there are no strings attached, there is no twist. Upper management has decided that each human being is entitled to paradise, and thus set about to create an artificial, pleasant afterlife. Your spirit, should you entrust it to us, will be put in various states approximating eternal bliss. Should our specialists determine that something has damaged it, or should your post-mortem consciousness withdraw consent, we'll cease experimentation and let natural processes occur. You soul won't be kept in a vat, or fed to a dark elder god, or used in bargaining deals with demons. As the containment procedures imply, this offer will trickle down to the lower clearance levels. Eventually it'll be rolled out to the public. Some of you might be concerned about the logistics of the situation, or question if this gift should be given to "undeserving" individuals. Is that not the mission of the Foundation? To ensure the peace of every man? - Odongo Tejani, Ethics Committee Chairman Addendum: The following note is appended this document by High Command. It has been issued to all Foundation members with Level 1/General Clearance or higher. OPEN NOTE CLOSE NOTE The Foundation exists for the betterment for mankind. While our organization concerns itself with the preservation of normalcy, this is merely a means to an end. At the onset, we prided ourselves as a humanitarian effort. Doing good by keeping the natural order, maintaining a precarious peace. This holds true, but we didn't know the full scope this mission entailed. It seemed like the more we advanced, the more daunting our duty was. As our numbers rose, so did theirs. The more we learned, the more we realized what we started out with didn't make sense. But we must keep mankind protected. And we've now found ourselves in the position to do the ultimate good. I won't sweep aside the sacrifices and moral calculus that we've had to do, but this is the opportunity to ensure the safety and sanity of every soul. We can make up for every wrong. We are here to serve. - The Administrator Footnotes 1. A Thaumiel-class object. The anomaly it was intended to neutralize has since been designated Archon-class. |
SCP-3462 | keter | SCP-3462: Lights, Camera, REDACTION Author: Deadly Bread Other Articles of Mine SCPs SCP-4966 Rating: 725 SCP-1401-EX Rating: 303 SCP-4052 Rating: 257 SCP-4088 Rating: 234 SCP-5522 Rating: 215 SCP-4109 Rating: 212 SCP-7441 Rating: 137 SCP-5020 Rating: 124 SCP-4035 Rating: 120 SCP-4286 Rating: 119 SCP-4664 Rating: 115 SCP-4270 Rating: 114 SCP-7966 Rating: 107 SCP-3462 Rating: 100 SCP-6663 Rating: 95 SCP-5693 Rating: 63 SCP-6633 Rating: 61 SCP-4570 Rating: 60 SCP-5261 Rating: 59 SCP-444-J Rating: 53 page 1 of 212next » Tales Something Glowing Rating: 180 Log Of Extranormal Events, Vol II Rating: 37 Prelude To Presents Rating: 24 The Bears Rating: 16 Your Memory Forever Seen Rating: 13 Other SCP-005 Proposal Hub Rating: 94 The Bread Box Rating: 92 Secure Facility Dossier: Reliquary Area-27 Rating: 87 Experiment Log-4035 Rating: 71 Collab Articles SCPs Page Title Co-Author SCP-4733 But Not Forgotten Lamentte SCP-5225 The Abyss Stares Back XilasCrowe SCP-5785 Craptivism Sonderance SCP-5993 We want you to come visit Heaven, just don't fuck with those bees ch00bakka Tales Page Co-Author The Bathrooms Wiki Too many to list Snippets of an Unveiled World Nykacolaquantum does not match any existing user name, Lt Flops, IFBench, Westrin Gone, Lamentte Your Imaginary Friend Fishish Check out Deadly Bread's Author Page ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} ITEM NUMBER: SCP-3462 LEVEL 4/3462 CONTAINMENT CLASS: KETER SECRET The location of SCP-3462. Special Containment Procedures: The town of Bend, Oregon has been evacuated and occupied by the Foundation. Major highways traveling through the town have been rerouted away from the anomaly. A 3.6 meter tall steel fence has been constructed around the town to prevent civilian entry. The town is to be patrolled by STF-Lambda-17 ("Live Studio Audience") who are to monitor for SCP-3462-A expansion. Lambda-17 members are to be housed in Containment Site-5T1, located a significant distance from the anomaly. The borders of SCP-3462-A are to be marked by portable warning signs that state "DO NOT CROSS" in simplistic black lettering. Any distortion to these signs are to be immediately reported. If SCP-3462-A is found to have expanded, D-Class personnel are to locate the border by placing labeled signs and observing for degradation. VHS tapes thought to fall within SCP-3462's restrictions are to be stored within Containment Site-5T1. A tape containing a list of films already provided to SCP-3462 is to be kept on site. One per week, one nonviolent D-Class personnel is to be given a VHS tape thought to follow SCP-3462's restrictions and a traceable form of motorized transportation to ensure delivery. The subject is to deliver the tape to SCP-3462 and return if possible. Films considered for SCP-3462 are to be reviewed by multiple personnel familiar with SCP-3462's presumed restrictions and previously rejected films. Agents operating within the MPAA are to gradually decrease the rating of older movies as to increase the number of films accepted by SCP-3462. Research into a more permanent method of mitigating the effects of SCP-3462-A is currently underway and considered a Class-A priority. Description: SCP-3462 is a humanoid entity within a heavily damaged Blockbuster video rental store. SCP-3462 is constructed of the film reel of various destroyed VHS tapes located within the building. The only surviving tape within the store is a copy of The Brave Little Toaster, which is embedded within the entity’s chest. Despite its construction, SCP-3462 has shown to have the strength of a baseline human, along with being able to withstand severe damage to itself by replacing damaged portions of its body with nearby film reel. It is unknown if SCP-3462 is sentient, though its actions while in containment have suggested some form of sapience. It is unknown if SCP-3462 is able to leave its current location, as it has not made any attempt to do so. A photo of the store interior transmitted by a remote drone shortly before complete degradation took place. SCP-3462-A is an effect surrounding SCP-3462 that causes the degradation of all recorded information exposed to it. Physical information within SCP-3462-A will show effects similar to exposure to extreme heat or caustic chemicals. This effect extends to things such as written words, drawn images, photographs, and electronic data. This will also cause damage to any surrounding material not containing information. The only objects found to be unaffected by SCP-3462-A is information contained on VHS tapes and a standard CRT television with a connected VCR1 located within SCP-3462’s building (tentatively designated SCP-3462-B). When an individual enters SCP-3462-A, they immediately begin to experience brain atrophy, particularly in the hippocampus. Subjects will also begin to experience a swelling of the vocal cords, resulting in significant difficulty when speaking. This results in symptoms similar to short-term memory loss. After 15 minutes of exposure, large portions of the medial temporal lobe will begin to atrophy, eventually causing the inability to form or recall memories. Once this stage is reached, the vocal cords will continue to swell, causing a blockage of the throat and invariably asphyxiation. SCP-3462-A had extended approximately 0.2 kilometers from SCP-3462 at the time of discovery. As of the last revision to the documentation, this effect currently extends approximately 4.1 kilometers from SCP-3462. At the end of every week, SCP-3462-A will extend a distance between 20 and 300 meters. To prevent this expansion from occurring, SCP-3462 is to be provided a movie during the week that meets to the entity's requirements. SCP-3462’s requirements are unknown and have only been interpreted through the VHS tapes that the entity deems to not follow them. Due to this, many requirements thought to exist have either conflicted with other requirements, were present in only certain films accepted by SCP-3462, or were unrelated to the film in question. The only requirements that have been proven to exist are that: The film was commercially released to the public in a VHS format. The film has not yet been incorporated into SCP-3462 The film does not have an average score of less than 35% on a variety of online movie review websites The film does not have higher than a PG-13 rating by the MPAA The contents of the tape have not been edited or modified after its manufacturing For a full list of theorized requirements, please see Document-3462-TR Once the movie is provided, SCP-3462 will place the movie within SCP-3462-B and watch its contents. If the movie meets the requirements set by SCP-3462, it will forcefully remove the reel from within the tape and add it to SCP-3462’s mass upon the movie’s conclusion. If the contents do not meet the requirements, SCP-3462 will place the VHS on one of the remaining shelves within the store. Addendum-3462: Due to SCP-1981 nature as anomalous media, an investigation is currently ongoing to determine a link between it and SCP-3462. ► INPUT LEVEL 5/3462 SECURITY CREDENTIALS ◄ ▼ CREDENTIALS APPROVED ▼ SCP-3462 was first discovered on 09/26/20██ following detections of a possible infohazard in the town of Bend, Oregon. Upon SCP-3462’s discovery by MTF-Lambda-14 (“One Star Reviewers”), several miscellaneous VHS tapes were found within a locked safe in the back room office. Select portions of these tapes have been transcribed below for the purpose of understanding SCP-3462’s origin. Tape Label: Team Meeting for Jim [BEGIN LOG] Several employees are seen gathered in the center of the store around a man dressed in a striped polo shirt and black pants. Center Individual: Alright, alright, listen up. Before I start, is anyone not here? Individual Recording: Jim is taking a sick day but I’m recording it for him. Other than that, I think we’re all here. Center Individual: So, I assume you’ve all noticed the lack of activity in the store lately. Customers have stopped coming in, we’ve had to lay off a few employees, just a general drought in sales. Crowd begins to quietly talk among themselves. Center Individual: However, I’ve found a way to bring us back to the top! We’ll bring back the old joy of walking into Blockbusters and renting a movie with your family! The excitement of opening your mailbox and seeing a package from our store! But I need you all to help. I’ll be having inspectors come in to make sure we’re a good fit for their help, so all of you need to be at the top of your games. Whether it’s stocking the shelves, cashing out a customer, whatever you’re doing. Make sure it’s the best you can do! Applause from the crowd. One employee near the front of the crowd raises their hand. Center Individual: Yes Caroline, what is it? Caroline: Uh, not to be rude or anything, but who are you making this deal with? Center Individual: Never mind that. Just know that it took a lot of convincing for them to consider us for their program. Now that the issue is settled, get out there and be the best you can be! Employees begin to return to their jobs. The man in the center of the group makes his way to the back of the store. The camera is angled towards the ground, but continues recording. Individual Recording: (Hushed tone) What was that all about? Unknown Individual: (Hushed tone) No clue. Probably just an attempt to stop employees from quitting because of the drop in purchases. Individual Recording: Maybe. [END LOG] Frame taken from Security Footage 07/12/██ Tape Label: Security Footage 07/12/20██ Additional Information: The footage shows the view of three cameras positioned within the building and the footage of an additional camera placed above the front entrance of the store. [BEGIN LOG] 06:34:05 - An employee is seen standing behind the checkout counter of the store. Three separate individuals are seen walking through the aisles of the store. The employee at the counter is visible packing VHS tapes into a cardboard box. 06:36:18 - One of the individuals is seen walking to a back corner of the store. He proceeds to produce a black ski mask and a small handgun from the interior of his jacket. He then places the mask over his head and quickly walks up to the front counter. 06:36:45 - The masked man begins pointing the handgun at the cashier, demanding all of the money from within the cash register. 06:36:51 - The cashier complies and begins hurriedly pulling out large sums of money. The masked individual glances over to the cardboard box. 06:37:07 - The other two customers notice the commotion. Both individuals quickly exit the store, with one individual pulling a mobile phone out of their pocket. 06:37:45 - The cardboard box begins visibly shaking. The masked individual slowly lifts one of the flaps on the box. 06:38:19 - Strips of film reel extend from the box wrapping around the masked individual. The man begins yelling obscenities while more film reel begins to appear. The employee yells and ducks under the counter. 06:38:24 - The man shoots at the film reel to no apparent effect. The reel then constricts around the man, completely immobilizing him. 06:38:44 - The man begins yelling obscenities while more film reel begins to extend from the box, completely constricting him. 06:39:27 - The man is partially lifted into the air and is dragged into the cardboard box. Once the man is completely inside, the flaps on the box close the man inside. Muffled yelling is heard from within the box. 06:40:31 - All sound and movement from the box suddenly cease. The employee slowly lifts herself from under the counter. She then steps around the box and quickly runs out of the store. [END LOG] Tape Label: Dest(Unintelligible)AP Additional Information: Tape was found underneath a melted video camera within the safe. This has caused damage to the tape along with the film inside. [BEGIN LOG] Footage appears to be taken from a camera held at waist height by a female wearing a Blockbuster uniform. This appears to be the same female observed in Security Footage 07/12/20██. A name tag on her shirt reads “Shannon McCaffery.” Investigation shows no documentation of a Shannon McCaffery working at SCP-3462’s location. A timestamp in the bottom left corner of the screen reads, “AUG. 10 20██ 08:37” in white lettering. Shannon: (Hushed tone) Is this… oh, um. Alright, the red light is blinking. (Deep sigh) Here goes nothing. Shannon holds the camera low and slightly behind her, with the camera’s view pointed towards the ground. She enters two doorways and stands in front of a closed wooden door before knocking on it. A voice is heard behind the door similar to the man in business attire observed in Team Meeting for Jim. Muffled Voice -uy another shipment. They’ve been selling well, so we should restock now before we’re completely out of stock… Uhuh… Alright, call me when you’ve got them shipped off. (Click) Come in. Shannon enters the room with the camera still held low. Shannon: Hi Mr. Harding. Mr. Harding: Shannon! Happy to see you back. I hope you’ve been given enough time. Nobody wants to ever go through what you went through. Shannon: Yeah, uh, thanks. I’ve… I’ve been doing well. Going over everything. I, uh, I have a few questions about everything. Mr. Harding: Of course Shannon. People who have gone through traumatic events often have lots of- Shannon: It’s not about that. Um… lately, I’ve noticed a lot of people not showing up to work. Mr. Harding: That’s normal around this time of year. People want to enjoy the summer before school starts, make sure they get one trip to the beach, that sort of thing. Shannon: No, not like that. I mean not showing up to work at all. Thursday I worked with Matt during the night shift and I haven’t seen him since. No note, no text, no letter of resignation. Nothing. Mr. Harding: Well… look. The store’s been going through some tough times recently. I’m sure you’ve noticed it. Unfortunately, we’ve had to lay off some people. Hopef- Shannon: No, you don’t understand. People I know outside of here are disappearing. My friend’s dad ran here to pick up a movie for her party last Tuesday and still isn’t home! I saw a man get eaten by a cardboard box! Hell, I haven’t seen Tim in weeks! Mr. Harding: (Sigh) Shannon, why do you have to make things difficult. A loud electronic beep is heard from behind the camera. Footage from the camera begins to show signs of film burn. A muffled scream is heard from Shannon as she drops the camera. A loud crash is heard as Shannon’s legs are seen being dragged out of the office. Mr. Harding: You were such a good employee, but I will not let you ruin all that I’ve worked towards. It’s a shame really. Another muffled yell is heard from outside of the office. Mr. Harding: Sacrifices must be made, Shannon. You understand that, right? Another electronic beep is heard as the muffled yelling suddenly ceases. The man is seen walking over to the camera before the footage is fully obscured by film burn. [END LOG] Tape Label: N/A Additional Information: The casing of the tape appears to be constructed of human bone. Analysis has found the interior of the tape to be full of human entrails. When the tape is played, a low volume noise similar to screaming can be heard. [BEGIN LOG] Low-quality footage starts with Mr. Harding standing in the center of the store. Behind him are shelves stocked with numerous VHS tapes. No customers are visible within the store. A timestamp in the bottom left corner of the screen reads, “AUG. 29 20██ 06:14” in white lettering. Mr. Harding: Are we rolling? Ok. (Exhale) Hi, and welcome to your new job at Blockbuster. I’m here to tell you about your new responsibilities as an employee of Blockbuster, whether it’s operating the register, restocking the merchandise, or managing video rentals. Mr. Harding sticks his thumb up towards the camera and remains there for several seconds. He then puts down his arm and begins to walk away when the footage abruptly cuts to a separate scene. In this scene, Mr. Harding is seen standing in the back room of the store next to an open storage cabinet. Mr. Harding: First on our list is managing video rentals. When a video is first rented out, your job as an employee is to make sure that the rented movie is still available for purchase. If we’re out of copies, politely inform the customer th- The cabinet suddenly falls onto its side, sending VHS tapes within it onto the floor. The cabinet then falls onto its back and begins emitting a high pitched beep. The camera falls to the floor as Mr. Harding is observed grabbing his head. Black smoke begins to emit from the cabinet’s interior. Mr. Harding: Oh fuck, oh no! I’m not ready! A hand constructed of film reel is seen grabbing the lip of the cabinet. An entity similar in appearance to SCP-3462 emerges from within the cabinet. The entity's head appears to be a standard CRT television. The screen of the television shows constant static. The video begins to show effects of film burn, slightly distorting the footage. Mr. Harding: Listen, it’s not Friday yet! I still have time! Words begin to individually appear over the static in various font. Entity: WE. REQUIRE. PAYMENT. FOR. OUR. SERVICES. Mr. Harding: Please, just give me more time! I can get you anything! Anything! Entity: YOUR. EMPTY. PROMISES. ARE. MEANINGLESS. TO. ME. Film reel begins to extend from the entity and wrap around Mr. Harding. Entity: TIME. AND. TIME. AGAIN. YOU. ARE. UNABLE. TO. FULFILL. OUR. AGREEMENT. Mr. Harding: Wait! Please! Entity: AS. YOU. ARE. UNABLE. TO. PROVIDE. WE. WILL. TAKE. WHAT. IS. OWED. TO. US. Film reel quickly begins to surround Mr. Harding. As he attempts to escape, the animated film begins to constrict around him. He is soon completely covered by the film. The video begins showing mild effects of film burn, with the screen becoming mildly obscured. Mr. Harding: (Unintelligible) Entity: A. REPRESENTATIVE. WILL. BE. SENT. TO. COLLECT. OUR. DUES. The entity begins lowering itself back into the cabinet, pulling Mr. Harding behind it. Entity: IF. THEY. ARE. NOT. SATISFIED. THIS. WORLD. WILL. FACE. THE. CONSEQUENCES. OF. YOUR. FAILURE. Mr. Harding: (Unintelligible) Entity: YOU. HAVE. FAILED. TO. COMPLY. YOUR. CONTRACT. IS. NOW. VOID. Both the entity and Mr. Harding are fully lowered into the cabinet. The cabinet door closes. A loud electronic beep is heard as the cabinet violently shudders, then ceases movement. [END LOG] Footnotes 1. Videocassette recorder. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3462" by Deadly Bread, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3462. 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: Blockbuster.png Name: BlockBuster-Video-Store-Closed Author: Evan Amos License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Filename: Inside.png Name: OIC morley 2012-07-05 blockbuster 4 Author: Orderinchaos License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Filename: Security.png Name: Interior of last Blockbuster Video Author: Coasterlover1994 License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3463 | keter | Welcome to SCPSYSTEM C:\> load file_ SCP-3463 Awaiting Input… Enter Password:°°°°°°°°°°°°° ACCESS DENIED (2 attempts left) Enter Password:°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° ACCESS DENIED (1 attempt left) Enter Password:°°°°°°°° ACCESS DENIED Please remain at your current location. A security team will arrive in approximately 45 minutes. Failure to obey will result in termination. 44 minutes and 59 seconds left. 44 minutes and 58 seconds left. .muties4dna5scondesftlen74 [SYSTEM ERROR DETECTED] … You have been cleared. Loading iteration #███ of the file… Item #: SCP-3463 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3463 is to be contained in a standard secure locker. Personnel not responsible for its containment are not allowed to know of SCP-3463. Documentation concerning SCP-3463 must be guarded with a password. Personnel assigned to SCP-3463 must have scored less than ten points on the Test of Manipulative Personality Traits. Personnel with speech impairment, dyslexia or improper handwriting are prohibited from accessing SCP-3463. Description: SCP-3463 is a 60cm tall "National" brand blue fan primarily composed of plastic and iron. Its physical form does not possess any anomalous traits. The primary anomalous effects of SCP-3463 are triggered as follows: If an individual says or writes a statement about SCP-3463, the person reading or hearing the information automatically believes that it is correct, even if the new information presented is impossible. The creator of the statement is immune to the cognitohazard. Even if an individual is conscious of SCP-3463's effects, they are incapable of doubting any information regarding it. Information about SCP-3463 cannot be forgotten without the use of amnestics, but its effects on an individual can be replaced by other infomation which contradicts it. After approximately five years, the effect triggered by SCP-3463 disappears. + Show Interview/Test Logs - Hide Interview/Test Logs Test/3463: Interviewed: D-8956 Interviewer: Dr Y██ Procedure: D-8956 is interrogated by Dr Y██ in a soundproof room. Dr Y██ creates and says falsehoods about SCP-3463 to test its effects on human beings. The D-Class is monitored with a lie detector to see if he believes information made by Dr Y██ about SCP-3463 or is just faking his trust. <Begin Log> Dr Y██: Hello D-8956, can you describe SCP-3463 in detail. D-8956: Well, hum… according to your papers, it's a blue fan. Dr Y██: It's actually a red fan. D-8956: Oh… alright. Dr Y██: Who murdered your family? Was it you? D-8956: I'm tired of this. If I didn't kill them then why the hell did they place me here? You already know the answer. I don't need to spell it out. Dr Y██: Actually, SCP-3463 is the one who did it. D-8956: Oh my god! That monster! How could you? Dr Y██: Test successful. Ending the interview. <End Log> Closing Statement: The heart rate monitor never beeped during the interview. It's actually very impressive. ~Dr Y██1 + Show Update Log - Hide Update Log Update Log: Dr J███, an ex-employee from the brand "National" once told "All previous information about SCP-3463 is false" to Dr Y██. His theory was verified. Every previous document about SCP-3463 have been erased to prevent confusion and the spread of false infohazardous information. The description and the special containment procedures have been altered. SCP-3463 is now considered as a fan and not a [DATA CORRUPTED]. Dr J███ was promoted for his important contributions. C:\> Show history of file_SCP-3463 … Access granted to previous versions of the file concerning the anomaly. Loading history of file_SCP-3463… [DATA CORRUPTED] + Open Version #256 - Close Version #256 Item #: SCP-3463 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3463 is required to live in a average sized pool of water with its own ecosystem that is similar to those of ponds in rural areas with sub-continental weather conditions. Documentation concerning SCP-3463 is only available to a select group of personnel and is to be guarded with a password. Any sentence made about SCP-3463 must be checked for factuality. Personnel assigned to SCP-3463 must have scored less than ten points on the Test of Manipulative Personality Traits. Personnel assigned to SCP-3463 must not be diagnosed with disorders which prohibit verbal communication. When reporting on SCP-3463, metaphors and comparisons are strictly forbidden. Description: SCP-3463 is a five decimeters tall brown male specimen from the mallard duck specie weighing approximately one kilogram. Its physical form does not possess any anomalous traits or behaviors for its specie. Any sentence said about SCP-3463 is true to anyone reading or hearing it despite lack of evidence or evidence opposing the statement. The individual is immune to his statement unless another individual repeats it to him. Even if an individual is aware of the cognitohazardous capabilities of SCP-3463, he is unable to deny any information about the specimen. Information about SCP-3463 cannot be forgotten without the use of amnestics but its effects can be replaced by information which contradicts it. The effect of SCP-3463 disappears after approximately five years. Update Log: After much thought and reflection, I have decided that the containment of SCP-3463 should be not carried out by the O5 Council but instead by a select group of personnel chosen by the council, such as before iteration #██. An anomalous duck is simply not worth our time and effort. ~O5-5 + Open Version #255 - Close Version #255 Item #: SCP-3463 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3463 is required to be stored in a small cabinet. Any sentence about SCP-3463 must be checked for factuality. Documentation concerning SCP-3463 is only available to the O5 council. When reporting on SCP-3463, metaphors and comparisons are strictly forbidden. Description: SCP-3463 is an American one dollar bill. Its physical form does not possess any anomalous traits. Any sentence said by an individual about SCP-3463 is true for the individual's listener despite a lack of evidence or evidence opposing the statement. The individual is immune to his statement unless another individual repeats it to him. Even if an individual is aware of SCP-3463's effects, they are unable to deny any information about SCP-3463. Information about SCP-3463 cannot be forgotten without the use of amnestics but its effects can be replaced by information which contradicts it. The effect of SCP-3463 disappears after approximately five years. Update Log: Dr U███ suggested that information regarding SCP-3463 should only be available to the O5 Council. Dr U███ and all other personnel working on SCP-3463 have been amnestized. The O5 Council is now responsible for all information and containment regarding SCP-3463. [DATA CORRUPTED] [DATA NOT FOUND] + Open Version #1 - Close Version #1 Item #: SCP-3463 Special Containment Procedures: Documentation concerning SCP-3463 is to be guarded with a password. Personnel assigned to SCP-3463 must have scored less than ten points on the Test of Manipulative Personality Traits, must not have dyslexia, dysgraphia, agraphia or speech impairment and are required to possess 20/20 vision. When reporting on SCP-3463, metaphors and comparisons are forbidden. Description: SCP-3463 is a memetic thought which spreads and evolves through verbal and written human communication and interaction. Any statement made by an individual concerning SCP-3463 is believed by anyone listening to the individual even when there is an absence of evidence or logic in the individual's statement. The individual is not affected by their own use of the statement, but is affected if the statement is repeated by someone else. Even if an individual is conscious of SCP-3463's effects, they are incapable of doubting it. Information about SCP-3463 cannot be forgotten without the use of amnestics, but its effects on an individual can be replaced by another statement about SCP-3463 which contradicts the previous one. The effect of SCP-3463 disappears after approximately five years. SCP-3463 has been confirmed to be aware of the Foundation's existence due to the entity corresponding to the name of SCP-3463 during its time of discovery and research. Discovery Log: SCP-3463 was found after Dr K█████ was speaking to Dr R███ about the previously empty SCP-3463 entry. He discovered that Dr R███ would believe any statement concerning SCP-3463. He experimented on subjects to confirm his belief and he was correct about the existence of the anomaly. Notes: Since SCP-3463 is only a meme that thrives on human error, we can only count on ourselves this time. There's no technology to contain it, only us. Any lie or mistake we make will cost us the truth. We cannot let our guard down. ~ Dr L████ After years of research, we have come up with a hypothesis which may reveal the intent of SCP-3463. SCP-3463 interacts with human thoughts and false depictions of itself as if it wanted to be real. As if SCP-3463 demands to exist in our physical realm but cannot. It is only a thought. However, SCP-3463 is intelligent. It understands that our knowledge of reality is only limited to what our flawed perception of it can provide us. This is why any statement said or written about SCP-3463 becomes true for its viewer or hearer. Anything will suffice for SCP-3463, anything that may be derogatory or complementary. As long as it is more than a thought in the human mind, it is satisfied. Yet in reality it always remains the same object. ~ Dr F███████ C:\> Close history of file_SCP-3463 Closing history of file_SCP-3463… C:\> Close file_SCP-3463 Closing file_SCP-3463… C:\> Shutdown SCPSYSTEM Shutting down… Footnotes 1. The object did not murder D-8956's family, nor is it red. It is in fact, blue. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3463" by SpookyPizza, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3463. 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-3464 | neutralized | SCP-3464 By: Lt Flops Published on 12 May 2018 02:56 ▷ 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-3464 By: Lt Flops Published on 12 May 2018 02:56 « Illustrated Version » SCP-3464: Olive Garden regularly communes with DEMONIC ENTITIES to summon their SATANIC sempiternal garlic bread Author: Lt Flops Published on 11 May 2018 Other Works by Lt Flops! 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Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-3464 are kept in a cold storage unit at Site-201. As instances display no further anomalous properties and no new instances have appeared, containment is focused on the suppression of information about SCP-3464's anomalous nature. Mobile Task Force Delta-13 (“Undead Bread Redemption”) is implanted within Toronto Public Health to assess irregularities in bread production and preparation in the city of Toronto, Canada. Description: SCP-3464 was a large quantity of garlic bread disseminated in Toronto food service establishments from April–September 2018. Foundation operatives have presently recovered 449 instances. Each SCP-3464 instance was baked with ingredients typical of garlic bread, such as parsley, mozzarella cheese, and garlic shavings. Instances varied in mass from a 200-g slice to a 2-kg loaf. The anomalous property of each SCP-3464 instance manifested when a restaurant patron received it as part of their meal. After being served, each instance would newly generate garlic bread and expand in size by a factor of 10. Each instance then vocalized for several minutes, with the voice of acclaimed voice actor Don LaFontaine, about the negative impacts of food waste. An excerpt from one such vocalization is as follows. In a world, where we could have our cake and eat it too, we savoured every bite. Now, the stakes have risen, and we eat our final meal alone. Every day, we face hunger. Paranoia. Shortage. And the most horrifying struggle of all: Sharing. With our final feast fast approaching, we look to you as the last line of defence. Take the bite or suffer the consequences. Establishments responsible for distributing SCP-3464 typically discovered a loss of organic waste proportional to the amount of generated bread. Patrons consuming the bread were unaware of this. No patrons are recorded to have experienced adverse anomalous effects after consumption. About 15% of these patrons, however, reported feeling pressured against wasting food for the next month. ▷ INPUT LEVEL-3/3464 SECURITY CREDENTIALS ◁ ▽ CREDENTIALS APPROVED ▽ INCIDENT 3464-450-KERALA NOTE: On 27 September 2018, the 450th instance of SCP-3464 was discovered in an Olive Garden restaurant in downtown Toronto. A discovery log, compiled from the restaurant's surveillance system and testimonies from patrons and Olive Garden staff, is as follows. [BEGIN LOG | 01:26 PM] «01:26:» Two persons (designated Kerala-1 and 2) wearing grey hooded cloaks enter the restaurant. Thirty patrons are present in various stages of dining. «01:28:» An attendant directs the pair to a table near the restaurant's centre and offers a menu. They decline. «01:29:» K-1 orders a pajata1 seasoned with basil and shredded bay leaves. K-2 orders flame-broiled capretto2 cooked in benzoin oil and seasoned with black pepper and asafoetida spice. The pair also orders “sempiternal garlic bread.” «01:39:» The attendant returns, with two dishes and a loaf of garlic bread atop a platter. The two dishes, however, do not exist in any Olive Garden restaurant worldwide and contain herbs used in sacrificial rituals. Kitchen surveillance footage reveals the dishes, alongside the bread, spontaneously appeared on a counter in the wait station. The garlic bread is designated SCP-3464-450. «01:41:» K-2 moves the dishes to the table's centre. With Tabasco sauce, K-1 circumscribes the dishes with a thaumaturgical summoning circle and places SCP-3464-450 at its edge. The two dishes, acting as a ritualistic offering to the garlic bread, give off steam and disappear. The bread expands; the table collapses beneath. «01:42:» SCP-3464-450 expands to fill most of the room. «01:43:» Field Thaumaturge Δ-7 — a tactical food and safety enforcement operative working with MTF-Δ-13 from Site-201 — breaches the restaurant and orders patrons to evacuate.3 K-1 shouts at patrons to consume the garlic bread, and in fear, some comply. «01:45:» SCP-3464-450 radiates a vibrant blue as patrons eat it. «01:46:» Patrons who have consumed the garlic bread (11 adults and four children) collapse — SCP-3464-450 absorbs their Élan-Vital Energy (EVE).4 Unaffected patrons and Olive Garden staff rush outside. FT-Δ7 vocalizes containment incantations. «01:47:» K-2 unpockets and unfastens a vial of crimson liquid while uttering Latin incantations. A summoning ritual takes place. FT-Δ7 grabs K-2 by the collar but is thrown several metres across the restaurant and into a wall. As she recovers, she identifies her assailant: The body of a collapsed patron under evident necromantic control. Other collapsed patrons animate and stumble through tables and chairs toward FT-Δ7. «01:49:» FT-Δ7 works to prevent civilian injury. With her hands, she generates specific kinetoglyphs5 and returns EVE to their rightful owners. «01:51:» K-2 summons an incorporeal Tartarean entity of unknown typology. «01:52:» The entity manifests within SCP-3464-450. K-1 and K-2 consume the garlic bread; it is unknown what significance this ritual has. «01:53:» FT-Δ7 is successful in returning 15 patrons to their bodies. As K-1 and K-2 continue consumption, they convulse and froth at the mouth. «01:54:» After returning the final patron, FT-Δ7 attempts an exorcism to banish the entity. SCP-3464-450 expands into the street, demolishing the building in the process. The instance grows arachnid appendages and releases corrosive olive oil. Civilians flee the scene. «01:55» To aid in the exorcism, FT-Δ7 sacrifices her own EVE. «02:00:» K-1 and K-2 disappear into the garlic bread mass. SCP-3464-450 explodes; flaming garlic bread showers the Yonge–Dundas Square. [END LOG | 02:01 PM] CLOSING REMARKS: A Foundation media cover-up team, implanted in Olive Garden, is charged with maintaining the guise of SCP-3464 being an elaborate social experiment conducted to raise awareness about food waste. On 13 October, Foundation investigators confirmed SCP-3464 represented the work of Dutch para-chef Ignaas Markus (POI-4312), a known demonologist specializing in demonic cuisine. Ignaas is an Ambrose Restaurants (GOI-116) chef and rising figure in the North American anomalous restaurant scene. Because of his extensive use of infernal entities, other entities and groups engaging in paranormal manipulation and sabotage have repeatedly targeted him. The hijacking of SCP-3464-450 by an unknown rogue faction is the latest in a string of attacks against Ignaas' cooking. Footnotes 1. pajata: A dish consisting of the milk-filled intestines of a calf. 2. capretto: Domestic goat meat. 3. Post-incident investigation reveals a third-party Foundation contractor tasked FT-Δ7 with pursuing K-1 and K-2 for reasons as-yet uncertain. 4. Élan-Vital Energy: Fundamental particles generated by all living entities. 5. kinetoglyphs: Mental and physical effects that occur when an entity performs specific gestures and motions that interact with multiple spatial dimensions simultaneously. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3464" by Lt Flops, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3464. 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-3465 | thaumiel | close Info X More by DarkStuff~! Picture of an SCP-3465-A instance, identical in appearance to mundane Western Painted Turtles. Item #: SCP-3465 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3465-A instances are to be contained inside an aquarium (or spread across multiple aquariums as necessary) able to accommodate a large population of turtles. SCP-3465 instances are to be fed a mixture of fish and lettuce twice a day. Research and testing on SCP-3465 is to be approved by Project Lead Dr. Rodney Ellars. Any new instances of SCP-3465-A are to be reported by GoI-466 (Wilson's Wildlife Solutions) and contained in a joint effort by GoI-466 and MTF Beta-4 ("Castaways") and then transported to Site-64. Description: SCP-3465 is an anomaly affecting Western Painted Turtles (Chrysemys picta) in Oregon, US. Roughly one in every fifty-five (or 1.82% of) Western Painted Turtles living in Oregon are affected by SCP-3465, and are thus classified as SCP-3465-A instances. SCP-3465-A instances are characterized by infertility and an area of effect2 inside which animals will become significantly less aggressive. While inside this area of effect, brains of animals are found to increase releases of melatonin, dopamine, and leptin, effectively rendering animals tired, happy, and full feeling. It is believed that this is used by SCP-3465-A instances as a defense mechanism, as the effects of the area of the effect (including radius in some cases) increase in potency when an SCP-3465-A instance is scared or threatened. Addendum | History of Containment Date Event 01-03-2018 First instances of SCP-3465-A discovered, contained by GoI-466 temporarily at their premises. 09-03-2018 SCP-3465-A instances relocate to Site-64 upon the creation of an appropriate containment unit. 12-03-2018 GoI-466 claims containment rights due to SCP-3465's status as a Safe class anomaly. 17-03-2018 SCP-3465 containment deferred to GoI-466 under Foundation supervision. 18-03-2018 Unauthorized access of SCP-3465's files was detected. Investigation onto its origins begins. 19-03-2018 SCP-3465-A instances discovered outside of Oregon borders, disqualifying SCP-3465's status as an Oregon based anomaly. Containment duties attained by the SCP Foundation. 22-03-2018 GoI-466 cites their inclusion in the containment of SCP-3153, instances of which had also been discovered in northern California, as a counterargument to the deligitimization of their containment efforts. Tim Wilson, head of GoI-466, proposes an amendment to the Boring Agreement which would change wording from "based in Oregon" to "based mostly in Oregon." 24-03-2018 Dr. Rodney Ellars refutes Tim Wilson's proposal, explaining that SCP-3153 is still housed within Site-64 despite GoI-466's access to it. 25-03-2018 Tim Wilson proposes to meet Dr. Rodney Ellars in person to settle the dispute. 26-03-2018 Dr. Rodney Ellars denies Tim Wilson's proposal. 27-03-2018 Tim Wilson contacts Director of Containment Sophia Turner through MTF Beta-4 Agent Naomi Vasquez after discovering that letters sent were consistently getting lost or misplaced. 29-03-2018 Sophia Turner held a meeting with the Asst. Director of Personnel, Asst. Director of Research, Asst. Site Director, SCPF Ambassador to GoI-466, SCP-3465 Project Lead, and Tim Wilson. It was concluded that Tim Wilson's proposed amendment to the Boring Agreement was approved, and would be properly amended within the month. 01-04-2018 MTF Mu-3 ("Highest Bidders") found a collection of over a dozen SCP-3465-A instances being sold in a GoI-012 (Marshal, Carter & Dark) held auction. 08-04-2018 SCP-3465 reclassified to Thaumiel due to its newfound latent suppression of memetic influences. 09-04-2018 During a count of SCP-3465-A instances, two are found unaccounted for. 10-04-2018 Amendment to the Boring Agreement legislated. EDIT: The following message was recovered from corrupted data in the Site-64 servers. Apparently the document was meant to be sent on 20-03-2018 to the Board of Directors at Site-64, but never delivered properly. Questionable Behavior Surrounding Serenity Turtles Hello, this is Tim Wilson, I would just like to say that though tensions have been running a bit high lately, I still consider us friends and am still willing to work under the supervision of you guys. You guys are great, actually. I have friends who have friends in your ranks, I have talked to a lot of the Castaways' guys, and you seem to be pretty well comprised of generally nice people. However, recently, as I said, tensions have been running high, and it's all been around these serenity turtles. I'm not worried about you guys, mostly just about this one guy. Rodney, or as his friends call him, Hot Rod, has been greatly interfering with what should be Wilson's Wildlife Solutions property. As per the fifth paragraph of the Boring Agreement, sentence three: "All fauna anomalies which the Supervisors designate Safe or Euclid class, based in Oregon, are to be contained by Wilson's Wildlife Solutions, with supervision by the Supervisors." Now, these serenity turtles, you see, are based primarily in Oregon, and I am pretty sure that I heard Safe being flung around there. We attained possession of the turtles for a short while, but then shortly after getting them all settled into their tank the Castaways found some turtles up in Washington. Now what is so suspicious about this to me is that nobody on Castaways who I know was on that mission, and when I talked to them they said that the mission seemed to come out of nowhere. They talked about how John Schut said they heard of "some reports of similar activity up north" and that he wanted a small group to come with him to check it out. All willing raised their hands and he picked only the ones who I've never met before. And then they found some turtles far outside of the original field. No more turtles have been found in that area. I checked myself. I and some friends fished up there for a little trip, one day, and we searched for those turtles. They weren't there. No turtles. I don't want to be caught on a technicality, and I just want to say that those friendipedes have been found outside of Oregon and we are still proudly a part of their capture and containment. I am sure you have more important things to contain at your site — we have tangentially heard of some pretty big things, you know. Scary stuff. Scary robot stuff. So, as per the Boring Agreement, it would be real nice if we could get those serenity turtles back. Oh, and I am certain we could give them better housing than that Rodney fellow, I've seen those tanks and they are filthy. — Tim Wilson Through investigation, SCP-3465 Project Lead Dr. Rodney Ellars and MTF Beta-4 Captain John Schut have been found guilty of the following infractions against the Special Containment Procedures Foundation: Manipulation of postal communication and transactions in Site-64 Interference with MTF Beta-4 actions and objectives Interference with GoI-466 actions and objectives Unauthorized editing of SCP-3465 documentation Unauthorized transportation of SCP-3465-A instances Unauthorized interactions and transactions with GoI-012 Abuse of position for personal gain For this, both Dr. Rodney Ellars and John Schut will be removed from their positions and properly reprimanded. It is believed that over eight other individuals aided Dr. Rodney Ellars and John Schut or otherwise intentionally failed to report their behaviors for monetary gain. Investigation will continue to bring those who have worked with Dr. Rodney Ellars, John Schut, or GoI-012 at Site-64 to light and all found guilty will be given proper punishment for their actions. It pains the Board of Directors to see such a lively community of defectors alive in Site-64. Following the reclassification to Safe, full containment of SCP-3465 will be transferred to GoI-466, as well as a formal apology. SITE-64 DIRECTOR EDGAR HOLMAN Footnotes 1. Reclassification as Safe pending. 2. Volume differs between instances, maximum diameter found to be 3.6 meters. |
SCP-3466 | euclid | close Info X More by DarkStuff~! Item #: SCP-3466 Regular meeting place of SCP-3466. Photo taken prior to Incident-3466-02. Special Containment Procedures: Full containment is deferred to GoI-466 (Wilson's Wildlife Solutions) as per the Boring Agreement1. In summary of the Fourth Amendment of the Boring Agreement, instances of SCP-3466 are to be provided with activities that emulate employment and provided pay. In case of a containment breach in which SCP-3466 is unable to be retrieved by GoI-466, Site-64's local MTF Beta-4 ("Castaways")2 is to assume full containment of SCP-3466 and keep them within the confines of Site-64's aviary enclosure. Site-64 is to implement Backup Containment Procedures, detailed further in the Fourth Amendment of the Boring Agreement. For more details on the Boring Agreement, contact Site-64 administration for an up-to-date copy. Description: SCP-3466 is a large murder of American crows (Corvus brachyrhynchos) which makes permanent residence in Clackamas County, Oregon, in particular in the town of Boring. Testing on crows in this murder commonly yields higher-than-average scores in problem solving, communication, facial recognition and initiative, as compared to other crows of similar species in the same region. Instances of SCP-3466 also appear to have a heightened sense of currency and business, bordering on sapient though not confirmed. Whether SCP-3466 uses anomalous methods to obtain real estate, business licenses, and other legal papers required to run a restaurant in the USA is currently under investigation; the influence of an outside entity has not yet been ruled out. Initial reports of unusual behavior occurred on 3/16/2013, when GoI-466 received (and shared) several phone calls asking for immediate help with aggressive birds. All callers were attacked outside their homes; many mentioned several takeout food boxes on their doorsteps. Transcript of Call-3466-6 Hide (Caller calls GoI-466. Employee of GoI-466 picks up, hereby referred to as Respondent.) Respondent: Hello, you've reached Wilson's Wildlife. Is this about the birds? Caller: Yes, it — have other people been attacked? They're outside my house and pecking at the windows! Respondent: Please remain calm, a — Caller: They're smart. They're damn smart, they are. They baited me, they left Burger King outside my door and attacked when I picked it up! Respondent: Yes, some others have reported similar — Caller: They stole my money, they have my wallet — they took it right out of my pocket! Respondent: Yes, some others have reported similar occurrences. They should return your wallet. Caller: Oh. Okay. (Pause.) Wait, what? Respondent: So far, they've been returning the wallets with some of the change gone. Caller: I — Respondent: Now listen, we need you to tell us your address so we can take care of the situation. (Pause.) Sir? Caller: Uh, they left. Respondent: Have you suffered any injuries, any structural damage? (Pause.) Caller: No, they uh, they just left. Respondent: So, do you still require assistance? (Pause.) Caller: No, I think I'll be good. Scared shitless, but otherwise alright. Uh… (Pause.) …later. (Caller hangs up.) Following this incident, local agents reported back to nearby Site-64, but it was deemed a mundane occurrence of unusually intelligent crows. Confirmed anomalous status and containment was achieved four months later, following Incident-3466-02. Addendum-3466-A | Establishment of SCP-3466 Run Business (Incident-3466-02) On 7/20/2013, a Burger King opened in a previously abandoned building by a lot on the Clackamas-Boring Highway. Following a call reporting the new chain (which had not been reported to be under construction) to be full of crows and devoid of staff, GoI-466 sent two employees to the scene. The following document was shared with the SCP Foundation following the confirmation of anomalous activity surrounding the crows (what GoI-466 classified as Slightly Unusual on their Unusuality Scale). Document-3466-466-A Hide Response to Fast Food Crows Goal Discover intents / functions / any pertinent information of the crow-run Burger King chain on the Clackamas-Boring Highway. Actors Investigator / Feather Fanucchi Investigator / Justin "Chickadee" Harp Caller / Vincent Plymouth Respondent / Gary Harp Report Transcriber / Feather Fanucchi "Gary got the call from a man, Vincent Plymouth, that there was a Burger King on the Clackamas-Boring Highway. Myself and Chickadee geared up and went to the site of the incident, went inside, and all the crows were actually doing jobs. They focused on us, and we decided to move towards the counter where a bird with a big Burger King hat was on the cash register. The menu was all chicken scratch, but the pictures were all what was expected, so we ordered two cheeseburgers and a large fries. They couldn't understand what we said, so we pointed at the items on the menu. Some birds in the kitchen got to work. We decided to let the situation play itself out and assess its threat and sat at one of the tables. In about thirty minutes, we had our cheeseburgers brought to us (they forgot the fries), and they were normal Burger King burgers. Unsure how they got the ingredients. After we were done, the crow from behind the counter brought us blank receipt paper. We estimated that two cheeseburgers were probably two dollars, so we put down two one-dollar bills. They didn't seem to understand that, so remembering the takeout incident from a few months back Chickadee put down some coins. The crows seemed very excited, cawing and fluttering about, sharing the coins. Chickadee thought it was amusing and dumped out his whole coin purse. The crowd went wild. After some noise and coin flinging, they all seemed to calm down. They got quiet, but piped back up when we got up to leave so we sat back down. A big crow that carried a tie around with it gave a deep cackle, and all the crows scattered back into the kitchen or the rest of the building. They seemed to guard the door though, so we remained seated. We didn't think this was a threatening flock, so we didn't want to show any aggression. After a minute of silence, one of them brought us back a Mickey Mouse bobble head that was clearly dug out of the dirt recently. We smiled, thanked it, and shuffled out of the building. I still have the cleaned bobble head on the desk. While highly abnormal, Chickadee and I agree that this does not seem to be a threat. I, Feather, suggest a peaceful arrangement." EDIT 8/1/2013: Suggestion has passed. Results With permission and support (there seems to be a lack of health inspectors), the Supervisors have allowed us to staff the Burger King from the same hiring pool that we hire our own workers (and with the same or similar training, see the Fourth Amendment of the Boring Agreement for further details). The crows seemed sad to not be able to staff the restaurant themselves, but we now give them a fraction of the profits (only coins) and allow them in on meetings. We feed them Burger King burgers, and we allow them to deliver takeout to the Wilson's Wildlife Solutions offices at night. Morale for both parties has been soaring since then (except for Sarah Gardner, we make sure she doesn't see the birds). As per requests, they aren't allowed with any paraphernalia in public. I, Gary Harp, suggest that we have more meetings. Our black feathered buddies really, really like the meetings. EDIT 9/25/2013: Suggestion has passed. Status: Dealt With Reported: Affirmative Further Action: Expected Good job, guys! Addendum-3466-B | Suspected Influence of an Outside Entity An MTF Beta-4 / GoI-466 joint investigation of the building yielded a scattered pile of legal papers on the desk of the manager's office. Along with all expected papers, a paper that appears to imply the transaction through which SCP-3466 acquired the Burger King was found. The document is transcribed below: Document-3466-C Hide Peck Your Own Bird Feeder Business for Cheep Have you ever wanted business? Do you yearn for small shiny objects? I, Dr. Cawthorne, may be able to help you. Hello, I am Dr. Cawthorne. I have been trained in business, and I know how to get you your very own business. But what is business? All it will take are 4 easy payments of 4 quarters, and I, Dr. Cawthorne, will be able to give you your very own business. You will be able to run it how you want to run it, as long as you sign all of the business papers that I will send to you once the money giving is complete. You may choose from Meat patties seller Meat slurries seller Paper objects seller Lightning cords seller and Dialysis clinic You may give your quarters to your local Cawthorne business representor. Have a good day. Jump out of your nest and Spread your business wings Along with the paper, a pile of business cards promoting a "Dr. Cawthorne: Doctorate in Business" was found. While some words such as "Prime Dealer of Big Bird Feeders!" were legible, others, such as the phone number and address, were written in short vertical marks. Footnotes 1. Following the Ursus Maritimus Incident of 2008, the Boring Agreement was created as a binding document which allows Wilson's Wildlife Solutions to handle the containment of Euclid or Safe fauna based anomalies within Clackamas County under supervision of the SCP Foundation. 2. An MTF assigned to assist GoI-466 in containment, as well as to monitor their activities to ensure they do not break any contracts in the Boring Agreement. |
SCP-3467 | euclid | SCP-3467 Item #: SCP-3467 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3467 is contained in a Standard Aviary constructed near Site-64, isolated from the rest of the facility. All maintenance of this aviary is to be performed either via automation, or else by Designated Containment Liaison Peggy Marquez. No personnel are to interact with SCP-3467 with the exception of DCL Marquez, who has been granted DCL status and representative Foundation employment for the purposes of continued containment. In the event that SCP-3467 breaches containment, it is to be recontained solely by DCL Marquez. Any armed personnel in the area are to evacuate SCP-3467's path and are not to attempt to engage or capture it. Description: SCP-3467 is a bush moa (Anomalopteryx didiformis)1, approximately 1.4m tall. SCP-3467 exerts an anomalous influence on any sentient being attempting to capture, hunt, or kill it. This influence causes a range of symptoms, including dizziness, amnesia, ataxia, and vision impairment, which fade roughly two hours after the victim ceases pursuit of SCP-3467. When two or more individuals are targeting SCP-3467, SCP-3467's influence gains additional effects. Individuals will become paranoid, and their ability to coordinate or communicate effectively with each other will be impaired, directly proportional to the number of individuals affected at once. Addendum: Acquisition Report SCP-3467 was first identified following multiple reports of a "madness bird" or "madness dinosaur" throughout Vancouver, Washington. Mobile Task Force Phi-2 ("Clever Girls") was deployed, and equipped with SCRAMBLE visors and other countermemetic gear, as well as long-range tranquilizer rifles. MTF Phi-2 tracked SCP-3467 south across the Washington-Oregon border. Around the same time, MTF Beta-4 ("Castaways") was sent to investigate. Both task forces were revealed to have encountered SCP-3467 directly and were exposed to its anomaly; all members were incapacitated from either friendly tranquilizer fire or self-injury presumably due to loss of balance2. Shortly after, GOI-466 ("Wilson's Wildlife Solutions") employee Peggy Marquez encountered SCP-3467 while on an unrelated assignment to measure the water quality of the Willamette River. SCP-3467 cautiously approached Marquez, who petted SCP-3467 and offered it a portion of her food. After contacting both GOI-466 and the Foundation, Marquez managed to lead SCP-3467 back to headquarters, at which point she was able to lure it into an aviary without incident. Following this, and the subsequent full recovery of all MTF operatives, SCP-3467 was declared contained per the Boring Agreement. Footnotes 1. A wingless, flightless bird that was endemic to New Zealand until its extinction by the 15th century AD. 2. One Phi-2 operative appeared to have blindfolded herself in an unsuccessful attempt to defend herself from SCP-3467's anomaly. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3467" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3467. 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: confusion.png Name: Model of Giant Moa's Head Author: KKPCW License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3468 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3468 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3468 is surrounded by a chain-link fence that is exactly 10 kilometers in circumference and covers the entire perimeter of SCP-3468's area of effect. The fence line is to be constructed exclusively of tantalum carbide and hafnium carbide in order to assure stability when under scorching temperatures. The entire perimeter of the fence line is to be patrolled in its entirety by a minimum of three members of security every two hours. Under no circumstance are any non-Foundation personnel allowed to enter the 10 kilometer area of effect beyond the fence line. SCP-3468 is to remain on the 'Moderate' setting at all times when not in active testing. When in active testing, security is to be placed on stand by with rapid response teams readied and equipped with fire prevention equipment. All SCP Foundation personnel are required to wear fire retardant suits during active testing and are only permitted to remove them when further than 15 kilometers away from SCP-3468. Any non-Foundation personnel attempting to enter SCP-3468's enclosure are to be turned away under the premise of clean up of the Fort McMurray wildfire. If any non-personnel individuals continue to persist they should be detained and questioned. Description: SCP-3468 is a metallic road sign located southwest of Fort McMurray, Alberta, Canada. SCP-3468's front contains a half circle segmented into four separate quadrants marked from left to right as 'Low', 'Moderate', 'High' and 'Extreme'. The front of the sign appears to be facing the entrance path to Twohorn Trails park. Upon first inspection, SCP-3468 is visibly indistinguishable to all other Wildfire Warning signs in the Fort McMurray area. Following detailed analysis of SCP-3468 and its components, it was discovered that instead of the plastic pointer that similar Wildfire Warning signs in the area used, SCP-3468's pointer was replaced with a replica pointer of a wooden construction. The replica pointer shows no visible variation from any similar Wildfire Warning signs. When the pointer on SCP-3468 is moved to any quadrant not marked as 'Moderate', the environment in a 10 kilometer radius around SCP-3468 will begin to alter itself to match the marking to which the pointer is now pointing. SCP-3468 when placed on the 'Low' and 'High' setting will result in the average temperature and weather patterns in SCP-3468's area of effect matching regional April and August respectively. When placed on 'Moderate' SCP- 3468 will cease all anomalous activity and enter a docile state. Temperatures inside of SCP-3468's area of effect will attain no abnormal weather patterns during this time. When SCP-3468's pointer is placed on the 'Extreme' quadrant, a similar series of changes as to the 'High' setting takes place. When the effective climax of the environmental change is in place, a small fire of a light green coloration will begin directly below SCP-3468 continue to burn rapidly in the dry and hot conditions. The flame, known as SCP-3468-1, reacts similarly to a standard flame except when in contact with any living organism. After contact with a living organism is made, SCP-3468-1 will begin to consume it until no living matter remains on said organism. SCP-3468-1 is capable of fully consuming the human body in approximately ██ seconds. SCP-3468-1 can not be extinguished when inside of SCP-3468 area of effect by any known means. If left uncontained, SCP-3468-1 is capable of spreading beyond the 10 kilometer area of effect and continue to burn and travel outwards and away from SCP-3468. After SCP-3468-1 leaves SCP-3468's 10 kilometer area of effect, the flame will lose its unique coloration and anomalous abilities. Wildfires created by SCP-3468 will only stop when all available fuel sources inside of SCP-3468's area of effect are destroyed. Testing has been inconclusive as to if SCP-3468-1 is sentient. SCP-3468 shows a full immunity to heat and fire damage with the ability to withstand temperatures beyond the point of melting steel while retaining no damage to any of its components or paint. SCP-3468 is inactive between the months of December, January and February and all changes of the positioning of SCP-3468's pointer create no environmental changes. Investigation of the Department of Fire Safety in [REDACTED] revealed that SCP-3468 was originally placed in its current position in ██/██/20██. SCP-3468 has only ever been maintained once, with the problem being cited as 'Vandalism: Missing Pointer'. The name of the individual sent to repair SCP-3468 is not listed on any form of government documentation. Cross analysis with known anomalous individuals and groups is currently under way. Addendum: SCP-3468 was ordered to be relocated to Site-45 for active testing away from the general public. However, when Agent [REDACTED](KIA) attempted to remove SCP-3468 from its affixed position SCP-3468 began to vibrate rapidly before exploding into a ball of fire with the approximate temperature of 1200°C. SCP-3468 then began to rapidly pump super-heated steam out of its post which began to push outwards towards the 10 kilometer limit of SCP-3468 radius of effect and into Foundation research camps nearby. This repeated for twelve hours before SCP-3468 returned to its docile state, leading to ██ casualties and ██ confirmed dead, for the full casualty list view Incident Report 3468-██/██/20██. Attempts to remove via robots or mechanical methods have so far been met with failure due to the inability of Foundation machinery to operate under such high temperatures. Over the course of the last two months we've been able to break down the events leading up to the Fort McMurray Wildfires and discover an individual we suspect is responsible for the maintenance of and possible anomalous properties of SCP-3468. Below I've attached three interviews from individuals who had close connections to SCP-3468 and its origins and I suspect that we're not dealing with any rogue individual, but a violent, radical Eco terrorist group. - Researcher Burnett +Interview-3468-03-1 -Interview-3468-03-1 Complete Interviewed: Andrew Mclaughlin Interviewer: Researcher Burnett. Foreword: SCP-3468 was discovered by Captain Andrew McLaughlin of the Janvier Central Firestation after responding to the Fort McMurray Wildfire in ██/██/20██. The following is a recording of an interview between Captain Andrew McLaughlin and Researcher Burnett. <Begin Log> Andrew McLaughlin: You want me to talk into this thing? (sounds of shuffling as he moves himself closer to the recorder) umm… Hello? Ooooh! There's an echo! Researcher Burnett: (sigh) Focus, Mr. McLaughlin, we need your undivided attention. Now, state your name and occupation for the record. Andrew McLaughlin: Oh, sorry, uh… McLaughlin, Andrew. Station Captain of the Janvier Central Firestation. Researcher Burnett: Can you describe why you and your men were in Twohorn Trails park on the ██/██/20██? Andrew McLaughlin: Well, we were sent in to help out at Fort McMurray, things were pretty bad over there, people fleeing from their homes, entire forests burning down, it was like hell on Earth. So basically it was like my Mother-in-laws house! (Break out laughing) Researcher Burnett: Please, Mr. McLaughlin, focus. Andrew McLaughlin: Yeah, sorry, so anyway, when the damn thing finally stopped, we began to move into Fort McMurray, and when we got into Twohorn Trail, it was like walking into an oven. Seriously! It was like, what, twenty-five degrees out in Fort McMurray, right? Researcher Burnett: When did you come across SCP-3468? Andrew McLaughlin: SCP? Sorry pal, I don't do drugs. Researcher Burnett: No, not-! (Interviewer stops, takes a deep breath) The sign. When did you find the sign? Andrew McLaughlin: A si-Oh! That sign! Yeah, Christ did that thing ever send me and my boys for a loop! So, yeah, were walking through whats left of this park, right? Everything, and I mean everything was pitch black with ash, and then suddenly, like a fucking angel from the heavens, a goddamn multicolored sign, sitting in a burnt out forest area, warning people not to start Wildfires. It was, like, the worlds cruelest joke! (Begins to laugh hysterically) Researcher Burnett: Focus, Mr. Mclaughlin, Focus. Did you and your men go investigate the sign? Andrew McLaughlin: Yeah, sure as hell we did! It was set to 'Extreme' just to add insult to injury, but the damnedest thing is that there was still a small fire burning down under the bloody thing. Not a large flame, but big enough to be a threat, so I try to stomp it out, but the damn thing doesn't give, so I put my fire extinguisher up to the job, and it still doesn't give! so one of my guys, a fellow named Sims, thinks that maybe it's getting fuel of something below the surface, so he grabs his fire axe and as he's raising it up to swing down on the flame, but he bumps into the pointing thingy on the sign and knocks it to… uhh, the yellow side whatever that is, and the fire just disperses, gone before we could even touch it. Researcher Burnett: Interesting. Did you do anything else to the sign? Meddle with it, damage it, anything? Andrew McLaughlin: Nope, we called it in and made our way back, not long after you guys show up, and here we are now. Researcher Burnett: Well, thank you for your time, Mr. McLaughlin. Andrew McLaughlin: My pleasure, hey, you guys got any liquor around here? <End Log> +Interview-3468-03-2 - Interview-3468-03-2 Complete Interviewed: Peter Naylor Interviewer: Researcher Burnett Foreword: Peter Naylor is the head of the Department of Fire Safety in Fort McMurray and responsible for the upkeep of all Government regulated signs in the Fort McMurray area. The following is an interview between Peter Naylor and Researcher Burnett aimed at discovering the identity of the individual who maintained SCP-3468. <Begin Log> Researcher Burnett: Can you state your name and occupation for the record? Peter Naylor: Sure can. Peter Naylor, head of the Department of Fire Safety at [REDACTED]. Researcher Burnett: Can you describe your relation with this sign? (Hands photo of SCP-3468 to Mr. Naylor) Peter Naylor: (Glances at photo and passes it between his hands for a moment) Hmm, son, you're gonna have to be a little more specific than that, we have a bakers dozen of these signs scattered all over the damn place. Researcher Burnett: This particular sign is located near the entrance path to Twohorn Trails park. Peter Naylor: (Inaudible) …Trails park… Oh! Yeah, that sign, it was one tough sonovabitch, probably burned to a crisp now though, hmm, anyway, not much to say to my relationship with it other then I saw it one bloody time. Although, there was that one time that I assigned Greg's kid to deal with some vandalism on it or something. Researcher Burnett: Can you tell me anymore about the individual you assigned to maintain it? A name, possibly an address? Peter Naylor: No, not much else I can say on the kid, that was the only job he did for us, and he was damn adamant that he would be the one to do it. I dunno though, he was one of those "God of Green" or whatever nuts. Researcher Burnett: Interesting, what can you tell me about this 'God of Green' group? Peter Naylor: Other than that they would come and raise hell at my office every time we tried to cut down a single fucking tree, not much, but my buddy Greg Thuss' son would know, him being a member and all that. Not sure he would be willing to talk to any of you government type folk, but I'm sure you can persuade him. He lives down on [REDACTED] Street, big red house, can't miss it. Researcher Burnett: (Stands up from recording table) Thank you for your time Mr. Naylor, this information is very helpful. Peter Naylor: Ain't no problem, and hey, if you're thinking of going to see the Thuss', tell Greg that Peter says hi. <End Log> +Interview-3468-03-3 -Interview-3468-03-3 Complete Interviewed: James Thuss Interviewer: Researcher Burnett Foreword: James Thuss is a suspected member of a possibly anomalous group that up until this point has been referred to as 'God of Green', the following interview between James Thuss and Researcher Burnett is focusing on the validity of his suspected involvement in 'God of Green' and SCP-3468. <Begin Log> Researcher Burnett: Can I get a name and occupation for the record? James Thuss: Follower James Thuss, apostle and devotee of The Green Hand of God. Researcher Burnett: 'The Green Hand of God'? Up until this point we believed your group was know as 'God of Green'. James Thuss: Well, to assume makes an ass out of you and me, Mr. Burnett. Researcher Burnett: I'm sorry, I don't remember giving you my name. James Thuss: Word travels fast in small towns, Mr. Burnett. Apologies if you find it a tad off putting. Researcher Burnett: It's fine, now, what can you tell me about the- (Interviewer is interrupted by James Thuss) James Thuss: The Sign of the Times. Researcher Burnett: I beg your pardon? James Thuss: It was a gift from the Green Father, a simple wooden pointer with the ability to connect a basic fire prevention sign with the heights of the sky and the magma of the Earth's crust. Researcher Burnett: How did you attain such an object? James Thuss: (Raises his hands and cups his palms) The Green Father himself gave it to me. His use for both the gift and me were quite clear, for both myself and The Sign of the Times have the same purpose. Researcher Burnett: You are very, umm, forthcoming with this information, Mr. Thuss, are you not afraid of any possible retaliation from your organization? James Thuss: No, I know that when I leave this world to enter into the embrace of the Green Father, another loyal member will take my place, for I am not a messenger. I am a warning. Researcher Burnett: Say again? James Thuss: (Stands up, reaches into his pants pocket and pull out a small wooden box and hold it above his head) May The Green Hand of God guide me and watch over me as I burn! (Crushes the small wooden box and is engulfed in bright green flames) Researcher Burnett: (Gets up from chair and backs away to the door) Holy fucking shit! Hey, someone help me out in here! <End Log> ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3468" by Smooothcriminal, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3468. 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-3469 | safe | Item #: SCP-3469 Special Containment Procedures: Samples of SCP-3469 are to be seized and individually contained in Low-Value Anomalous Storage Units. Individuals found carrying or utilizing SCP-3469 are to be detained and questioned to ascertain its origin and the potential location of PoI-60249. Description: SCP-3469 is a creamy white substance of unknown composition. When SCP-3469 comes into contact with a solid, it rearranges portions of the object's composition to form a pattern that resembles the numeral 69. The size and components rearranged depend on the proportion of SCP-3469 to the object covered; changes are non-fatal and usually of little physical damage to living creatures. SCP-3469 does not affect items whose volume is less than 3 cubic centimeters. SCP-3469 is primarily distributed in aerosol cans composed of mundane lacquered tinplate with plastic caps. These cans are immune to SCP-3469's effect until they are emptied of SCP-3469, at which point they are normally affected by it. Show Experiment Log 3469 Hide Experiment Log 3469 Experiment 3469-1 Subject: A can of soft drink. Experiment: SCP-3469 is sprayed atop the entire surface of the can's outside, and the can's interior is filled with SCP-3469. Result: The ink on the outside of the can shifts to display a single 69 spanning the width and length of the can's surface. The number's colors are according to the can's pigmentation colors. Subject: A proof of purchase from Walmart detailing a transaction of $0.99 for a can of soft drink. Experiment: SCP-3469 is sprayed atop one side of the receipt. Result: The ink pigment on both sides of the receipt shifts towards the side SCP-3469 was applied on and forms a singular, black 69 spanning the width and length of the receipt. Subject: A 6 month old rat (Rattus norvegicus). Experiment: The subject's upper body fur is sprayed with SCP-3469. Result: Fur pigmentation on subject's affected area lightens in tone until the number 69 is clearly visible atop the area of application. Subject does not express pain, and continues normal routine during further 24 hours of observation. Subject: D-549w85, a Hispanic female. Experiment: SCP-3469 is sprayed over the subject's left forearm. Result: D-549w85's skin pigmentation lightens in tone until the number 69 is clearly visible atop the area of application. D-549w85 does not express pain, but indicates distress and asks if the result is permanent. D-549w85 is told that the pigmentation shift will disappear within 30 days before dismissal. Subject: D-432906, a Chinese male with albinism. Experiment: SCP-3469 is sprayed over the subject's left forearm. Result: A scab begins forming over area of application; D-432906 expresses pain and surprise. When asked to describe the pain, D-432906 mentions "a bunch of little cat scratches". When the process ends, the scab formed on D-432906's arm outlines the number 69. Subject is placed under further observation. Recovery Log 3469: On 06/09/2018, London-based street artist Twobit (real name S████ N███) streamed a video of her sneaking into ████████ and attempting to paint over a recently restored wall. At 01:09, after breaking and entering into the building, she begins painting the wall only to discover SCP-3469's anomalous properties. In the remaining 21:25, Twobit paints over several segments of the wall she had originally intended to, as well as the floor and the opposite wall, before the stream is remotely terminated by Foundation assets. At 02:45 AM, Twobit was apprehended by Agent Mearns, posing as local law enforcement, as she attempted to escape from ████████. The following interview was carried out 45 minutes after the apprehension. Show Interview Log 3469 Hide Interview Log 3469 Mearns: Would you like a glass of water? Twobit: Nicest cop I've ever met. Mearns: Would you? Twobit: No thanks. I had plenty in that weird… Twobit: Nice, padded cell? Mearns: Miss N███, I would like to ask you some things about the paint you used in your recent Facebook upl- Twobit: You're not a normal cop, right? Mearns: I am… higher, on the chain of command. Twobit: Oh my god, I'm going to double jail. Mearns: Quite the opposite, if you accept my offer. Twobit: That's a first. Mearns: Surely you're aware the paint you used in tonight's broadcast is not normal paint. Mearns: I want full disclosure on where and how you obtained the paint. Twobit: …And in exchange? Mearns: You walk free. No charges, no record. Twobit: S- Mearns: Your video will be removed, and the wall painted over again- Twobit: Aw, but it was so funny. Mearns: -however, the rest of my branch will not be notified of tonight's antic. You are free to paint as many sixty-nines as you wish under the cover of night. With normal paint, of course. Twobit: …like I don't all the time. Twobit: Fine. Like I haven't been to jail before. You know? But this place gives me the fucking creeps. Fucking. Double jail. Mearns: If I may take your statement now… Twobit: Yeah, so, I go to my usual, [REDACTED] store over on ███ and █████ street. Old guy I've never seen greets me, I don't think much of it, I figure, new employee. Mearns: What did he look like? Twobit: Um, fuck. Bald at the top, not bald at the sides. Liver spots. Kinda round? If that makes sense. Big glasses. Twobit: He tells me I've been, uh, randomly selected from a list of frequent customers, to use ████'s new paint. Free test. Mearns: And you, again, think nothing of this? Twobit: Free paint, my good bitch. Twobit: Anyway, statement. Mearns: Yes? Twobit: Yeah, the rest is a given, I think. Went home, got ready, snuck into ████████, got busted. Been fighting with you guys for that spot for years, got caught in it a few times, it's always special when I go there so I thought I'd stream it. Mearns: Thank you for your time, miss N███. Twobit: Yeah, thanks for the water. N███ was released without amnestics and placed under covert Foundation surveillance, in hopes that the contact who provided her with SCP-3469 (temporarily designated PoI-60249) approaches her again. Addendum 3469-1: The following interview was extracted from the January 2019 edition of the magazine ArtWar(t), a "zine" edited and curated by a German anart group under surveillance by the Foundation. Following an investigation by Agent Mearls, it is believed that the person named Darn See in the interview is PoI-60249. Show Transcript Log 3469-1 Hide Transcript Log 3469-1 The years have barely taken their toll on Darn See. He surveys the interview room like a hawk - and me. I try my best to stay composed in the face of an anart giant as him. ME: Mister See, you've been around in the anart community- SEE: Mhm. ME: But it seems that your latest paint has caught on like nothing you've made before. People are using it in LA, in Bristol, in Ciudad de Mexico, in Tokyo1! What do you think of this, this trend? SEE: Trend. That's what I want. I just wanted something to catch on quick. Something for all of you to grab onto. Every other group I've been with, they all fall apart. You all fight, you fling shit at each other. you sue for copyright. This time, I'm making the whole world my group. ME: Your art exhibition in- SEE: It's not art. ME: Excuse me? SEE: Excused. But just this once. I pause. ME: This piece you made in 2008, the "Horrendous Gioconda"… SEE: What was it like? ME: Um. It's the one with the, the Mona Lisa but it makes the viewer grow cat- SEE: I love cats. Do you like cats? ME: Yes. SEE: Nice. Fucking hate dog people. See sits back on his chair and takes a sip of water. SEE: Fuck dog people. ME: Why sixty-nine? SEE: Nice! Without another word, See gets up from his chair and walks out of the room, leaving me in bewildered silence. I have no idea whether or not he'll do a second interview next month as he had promised, but he did tell us to keep an eye out for his upcoming work. I, for one, am very excited for it. Incident Report 3469: On 06/09/2019, a wave of SCP-3469 spontaneously manifested in the form of a tidal wave in the beach of N███, France. The wave engulfed the city, currently under emergency evacuation due to an unrelated outbreak of SCP-████. Upon the wave settling, the buildings of N███ reassembled themselves by dragging their foundations along the ground across the course of four hours. When the buildings had settled, a reconnaissance helicopter revealed that the buildings of N███ now portrayed the number 69 when viewed aerially. 20 minutes later, a video was uploaded to the anart site ████████.onion, featuring PoI-60249 as recorded by an unknown cameraman. Show Transcript Log 3469-2 Hide Transcript Log 3469-2 0:00: The tidal wave of SCP-3469 can be seen approaching the city from atop a view from one of the buildings. 0:08: The camera zooms into and focuses on PoI-60249, as he rides the tidal wave's crest on a surfboard, seemingly unaffected by SCP-3469. 0:27: The camera is engulfed by the tidal wave. 0:49: The camera regains visibility, revealing a floor-level view of N███, France. The buildings around the camera rumble loudly. PoI-60249 and his surfboard appear unharmed as they walk towards the camera. 0:58: PoI-60249 helps the cameraman to their feet. 1:03: CAMERA: See! Is there anything you'd like to say for the camera? 1:09: PoI-60249: Nice. Footnotes 1. These claims range from unverified to verified and suppressed. Further manifestations have been observed in Rio de Janeiro and Singapore. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3469" by Tiefling, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-3470 | euclid | close Info X SCP-3470: Harry Potter's Revenge Author: A Random Day + More SCPs by A Random Day - Hide list SCPs SCP-3220 Rating: 524 SCP-2790 Rating: 488 SCP-4780 Rating: 478 SCP-2820 Rating: 472 SCP-3780 Rating: 438 SCP-2664 Rating: 408 SCP-4950 Rating: 397 SCP-2730 Rating: 292 SCP-947 Rating: 287 SCP-2350 Rating: 274 SCP-2810 Rating: 269 SCP-3640 Rating: 264 SCP-2490 Rating: 256 SCP-4670 Rating: 253 SCP-3470 Rating: 246 SCP-2680 Rating: 246 SCP-5430 Rating: 216 SCP-5940 Rating: 203 SCP-2210 Rating: 201 SCP-4710 Rating: 176 SCP-3850 Rating: 161 SCP-3360 Rating: 153 SCP-7660 Rating: 126 SCP-2060 Rating: 122 SCP-2910 Rating: 118 SCP-1750 Rating: 101 SCP-2570 Rating: 96 SCP-2650 Rating: 95 SCP-6190 Rating: 85 SCP-2143 Rating: 84 SCP-7780 Rating: 79 SCP-6880 Rating: 74 + All Tales by A Random Day - Hide list Tales Hypervelocity Rating: 244 Avatara Rating: 244 I Thought You Died Alone Rating: 186 Moonlighting Rating: 179 Zeitgeist Rating: 141 Autoerotic Assassination Rating: 128 Terminal Velocity Rating: 122 T Minus Rating: 121 The Chosen Few Rating: 100 Reboot or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Apocalypses Rating: 96 Hard Machine Rating: 88 Loud, Lawless, and Lost Rating: 88 The Vice Girls Rating: 87 Morphine Machine Rating: 87 Truth Is Sin Rating: 84 Deus Vulture Rating: 82 Ecstasy and Exorcism Rating: 81 The Revelation Rating: 81 Rise and Repent Rating: 79 Nonpareil Rating: 79 T Plus Rating: 67 Prey and Obey Rating: 51 Escape Velocity Rating: 50 Jump the Gun Rating: 49 No One Gets Out of Her Alive Rating: 47 Leather Pig Rating: 47 The Ballad of Santa Troy Rating: 47 Contempt Rating: 42 Domo Arigato Rating: 38 The Man-Machine Rating: 36 Mile High Club Rating: 30 Strung Out in Heavens High Rating: 27 Hands Rating: 26 Industrial Espionage Rating: 26 Nothing Human Rating: 25 Fullmusic Astrobiologist Rating: 22 Eight Hours in the ECRG Rating: 17 Enasni Si Gnihtyreve Rating: 15 + All Hubs by A Random Day - Hide list Hubs Prometheus Labs Hub Rating: 148 Speed Demon Rating: 134 Guns Pointed at the Head of God Rating: 72 + All coauthored articles featuring A Random Day - Hide list Page Authors Overheard at Deer ch00bakka SCP-150 Decibelles SCP-3000 djkaktus, Joreth SCP-4220 The Great Hippo SCP-4310 The Great Hippo Chicago Spirit Hub PeppersGhost SCP-5555 Rounderhouse, Uncle Nicolini Visions of Bodies Being Burned Taffeta Samsara TyGently Death Perception TyGently The Powers that Bark TyGently A Semi-Comprehensive List of Foundation Facilities Dr. Desai's Personnel File Experiment Log T-98816-OC108/682 Experiment Log T-98816-OC108/682 (Extension) Mobile Task Forces SCP-2350 SCP-3469 SCP-3471 SCP-6996 SCP Series 4 Item #: SCP-3470 Special Containment Procedures: The dissected SCP-3470 egg and three unhatched SCP-3470 eggs are in cold storage in Site-42. Mobile Task Force Lambda-12 ("Pest Control") is currently monitoring the area around Cibola National Park for signs of continued SCP-3470 habitation. Description: SCP-3470 is a predatory organism that relies on aggressive mimicry to hunt human beings. Specifically, SCP-3470 resembles a Ford Anglia 105E of unclear age with a single occupant in the driver's seat. SCP-3470's most noticeable trait is related to the driver: although the windshield is perpetually fogged in such a way that the face of the driver is obscured, when hunting prey, SCP-3470 will extend the driver's left hand outside of the vehicle and make driving signals. There are two human eyes embedded in the palm, and they appear to react and work in the same way as normal human eyes. SCP-3470 hunts only at night in a manner similar to ambush predators; it patrols roadways in its territory looking for solitary cars. When SCP-3470 identifies a potential prey, it will catch up to them, pass them, and then force them to slow down and stop with hand gestures. Just before attacking, SCP-3470 will rotate the hand so that human drivers can see its palm. However, SCP-3470's method of attack and consumption is still unknown. SCP-3470's territory overlaps part of Cibola National Forest in New Mexico. Numerous reports were compiled of automobiles found still running with their occupants having gone missing. All such reports mentioned the same tire tracks and blue paint specks on trees near the missing persons' cars. Two police officers dispatched to investigate the area disappeared in a similar manner; however, they were in radio contact with other officers at the time of their disappearance, and their description of SCP-3470, particularly the hand of its driver, attracted the Foundation's attention. Addendum: Investigation and Recovery Logs + D-Class Investigation Log - Hide Investigation Log Two D-Class personnel, D-01828 (henceforth D-01) and D-13372 (henceforth D-13) were dispatched at dusk in a standard issue off-road vehicle to investigate SCP-3470 and, if found, prime it for tracking by Mobile Task Force personnel. The vehicle was equipped with a rear and dash camera. D-01828 and D-17372 were both armed with piercing rounds modified to include GPS beacons to track SCP-3470. [BEGIN LOG] Command: Status check. How are you guys doing, over? D-01: I dunno. Hot, bored, over. D-13: Sweaty and thirsty as hell - jeez, it gets really dark out here doesn't it? Over. D-01: Yeah. But hey, check it out though. I've never seen that many stars before. Over. D-13: That's pretty cool. You know any of the constellations, over? D-01: Nah. Space was never my thing, over. You? Command: You don't need to say 'over' at the end of every sentence, just when you're finished communicating. Like so, over. D-01: Yeah but it's fun. Makes me feel like a trucker. Over. D-13: Haha, yeah. Fuckin'… ten-four, good buddy. Over. D-01: Fuck yeah, ten-four. Uh, over. There is a light thumping sound, most likely a fist bump. D-13: Okay, okay, okay. Let's make some up - constellations, I mean. You see that one there? Looks a bit like a pig? D-01: Eh… sort of, I guess. If I squint, yeah. D-13: I call it 'Police'. D-01: Pffft. Okay, okay, uh… oh, shit, look. Over there, you see it? D-13: Which? D-01: No, uh, I mean on the ground. Over there! Headlights. Uh, over. In the distance, a car's lights can be seen. The car is moving west, perpendicularly to the D-Class' vehicle. As the D-Class get closer, the car turns north so that it is driving along the same road as the D-Class. Command: Follow that vehicle. Get closer to it, over. D-13, get ready to shoot the vehicle if necessary. D-13: Uh, okay. Got it. Over. The D-Class accelerate to catch up to the unidentified vehicle, which in turn appears to be slowing down. As it gets closer, the D-Class' headlights illuminate the vehicle properly: a turquoise-colored Ford Anglia without a license plate. The Ford's windows are transparent, and only one occupant, the driver, appears to be inside. D-13: Hey. This is the car from Harry Potter, right? Over. D-01: Holy crap, you're right. Hey. Command. Uh, so I know you guys are tight asses, but come on. Voldemort isn't gonna defeat himself, you know. Over. D-13 chuckles. At the same time, the Ford stops suddenly about twenty meters away from the D-Class, forcing D-01 to brake sharply. D-13: Jesus! D-01: What the fuck! Hey! Learn to drive, you junkyard dog! D-13:… Junkyard dog? A hand extends from the Ford's driver-side window and makes the stop hand signal. D-13: Bit late for that, isn't it? The hand rotates, showing a pair of human eyes embedded into the palm. The eyes blink once. D-01: Jesus Christ! Command: That's the anomaly! Tag it! SCP-3470 reverses. D-01 puts the car into reverse and begins accelerating backwards. D-13 leans out of the window and begins shooting at the anomaly, but his aim is hampered by the bumpiness of the road. SCP-3470's hand remains outside the car window, making a stop gesture. Command: Slow down! D-13 can't aim properly! D-01: Like hell I'm slowing down! D-13: Do not slow down! Do not slow down! After two minutes of pursuit, D-13 is able to hit SCP-3470 twice. The anomaly emits a loud screech similar to that of a car performing a power brake and slows down. D-01 does not slow down, but after several minutes SCP-3470's lights disappear from view. Two minutes after that, D-01 stops, turns the vehicle around, puts it into drive, and drives the vehicle normally back to base. Neither individual speaks for the entirety of the return trip. Following the successful tagging of SCP-3470, the beacons showed that it followed a pattern of movement consistent with that of a carnivore foraging within its territory. Additionally, SCP-3470 was noted to consistently return to the same location and remain there while the sun was up; this location was presumed to be its nest. Mobile Task Force Lambda-12 was dispatched to investigate. + Lambda-12 Investigation Log - Hide Investigation Log [BEGIN LOG] Lambda-12 arrives at SCP-3470's nest, a small cave in a forest near where D-01 and D-13 encountered the anomaly, around dusk. The task force quickly establishes reconnaissance positions in the surrounding trees. As the sun begins to set, SCP-3470 exits the cave. Lambda-12 confirms via the tracking beacons that it has begun foraging. While L5 and L6 remain on watch outside, members L1 through L4 proceed into the nest. L1 is equipped with a flamethrower; L2 with a net launcher; L3 with a tranquilizer rifle; L4 with a standard-issue light machine gun. L1: Steady boys. Lord only knows what's hiding down here. Finger on the safeties. L3: Smells like shit and diesel. What the fuck is this thing been eating? L2: Take a gander. I'm more worried about these walls. Sure don't look natural. The cave walls are relatively smooth rock; however, there are noticeable imprints running along their length. L4: If I didn't know better, I'd say they looked like… Oh. L3: Oh? Oh what? L4: Like tire tracks. L3: Oh. L2: Ain't that just peachy. Lambda-12 continues to advance. The passageway slopes gradually downwards and then opens up into a larger cavern. The walls bear the same imprints. L4: Boy. I'm sweating like a pig. L3: Tell me about it. Goddamn it's humid down here. L1: Focus. You see anything suspicious? L2: Think so. Way in the back. You see it? That shiny thing - it's reflecting my flashlight. Lambda-12 approaches the object. However, as they do, L3 steps in a scat pile. L3: Motherfucker. I think I just stepped in its shit. L1: Shine your torch on it. Let's see what this thing's been eating. L3 shines his flashlight on the pile, which is dark black in color. Several small white fragments are poking out of it. L2: God almighty. Are those… L4: Human bones. Christ. L3: That's not all… ah, fuck, I think this is a cop's badge. L1: Scoop it into a biohazard bag and let's keep going. L3 collects a sample of the scat. Lambda-12 continues through the cave until coming upon the object initially spotted by L2. The object is revealed to be a clutch of approximately ten translucent eggs, inside which small quadrupedal organisms can be seen moving. L2: Aw hell. It's breeding. L1: Right. You know the drill. Grab half of them. The Lambda-12 operatives proceed to store five eggs in their biohazard containment units, then L1 incinerates the rest of the clutch with his flamethrower. They then turn to leave. SCP-3470 comes into view at the mouth of the cave. L3: Oh fuck. L1: Command? SCP-3470 has returned and is blocking the mouth of the cave. L4: It's revving at us… L2: I refuse to be killed by a goddamn Ford. L1: Stay calm boys. God as my witness, all four of us are walking out of here with a story to tell. Safeties off. Shoot some tranquilizers at it, see if you can knock it out. At that moment, SCP-3470's hand appears from the driver's side window and blinks repeatedly at the squad. L3 fires repeatedly at the hand, emptying the rifle's magazine. One of the darts strikes SCP-3470's right eye. The entity emits the same peeling out sound as before and then reverses out of the cave. L1: Well then. Let's get these samples back to base and then come back to nab the bugger. L3: Hey. Wait. I just realized something… L2: I don't like the sound of that. L3: SCP-3470 is supposed to be, uh, turquoise, right? That one was black. L1: Hellfire. Lambda-12 quickly exits the cave. SCP-3470 does not appear as they exit the area; however, L5 and L6 could not be found and did not respond to any radio transmissions following the egress of the rest of Lambda-12. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3470" by A Random Day, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3470. 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-3471 | safe | SCP-3471 Item #: SCP-3471 Special Containment Procedures: Due to its close proximity to civilian populations, a covert perimeter around SCP-3471 is to be upheld at all times by a minimum of three security personnel under the guise of historical landmark restoration efforts. Individuals attempting to enter the site without authorization from personnel with Level 2 or higher clearance are to be apprehended. Paintings received from SCP-3471-1 manifestations are to be kept in Object Storage Lockers 4352 through 4355. Description: SCP-3471 is a cast iron tramway bridge across the River Cynon between Trecynon and Robertstown, Wales. The bridge, constructed in 1811, supports a 11.2 meter long deck composed of several iron plates, each measuring approximately 3 meters wide. Alongside the absence of wear and tear expected from its age, SCP-3471's iron brackets and trussed support beams display no signs of excessive rust or external damage, appearing to be well maintained despite its limited civilian presence before containment. It is unclear exactly when SCP-3471 began to showcase anomalous properties, though the earliest reports of manifestation date back to 195█, 5█ years following the closure of the tramway. Should any individual attempt to cross SCP-34711, SCP-3471-1 will manifest near the center of the deck, generally peering over the bridge railing. SCP-3471-1 appears to be an elderly Caucasian man, standing approximately 1.8 meters in height and wearing tattered articles of clothing. SCP-3471-1 also displays mannerisms and attributes akin to those affected by significant hearing loss, speaking only through sign language and being unaware of sounds made in its vicinity. In each manifestation, SCP-3471-1 is accompanied by a standard painting easel, a canvas, and a duffel bag2, all of which materialize near SCP-3471-1's person. Though displaying distinguishable facial and bodily features, attempts to connect SCP-3471-1 to any known individual through facial recognition techniques or similar methods have proven unsuccessful. Notably, SCP-3471-1 only manifests completely when its materialization position is out of the field of view of any individuals present. However, viewing the position through indirect means does not prevent SCP-3471-1's manifestation. Due to SCP-3471-1's apparent hearing loss, subjects crossing SCP-3471 are capable of passing SCP-3471-1 without incident, leading to SCP-3471-1's dematerialization once the individual reaches the end of the deck. Should the crossing individual attempt interaction, SCP-3471-1 initially responds variably, most commonly acknowledging the subject's presence with a greeting and/or handshake. This interaction can continue comparatively to a typical conversation depending on the subject's sign language comprehension. Otherwise, SCP-3471-1 will attempt to relay information nonverbally through gestures and expressions. Throughout the interaction, SCP-3471-1 will attempt to coax the subject into standing in its point of manifestation, making sure to keep the individual from moving from that position. If the subject complies with these coercions, SCP-3471-1 will step back to the easel and canvas, proceeding to withdraw acrylic paints, paintbrushes, and similar implements from within the accompanying duffel bag. Following this, SCP-3471-1 will begin to paint the subject through differing depictions with each individual. This painting process continues for varying amounts of time3, and paintings produced by SCP-3471-1 showcase characteristics akin to the Impressionism art movement. Once the artwork is presumably completed, SCP-3471-1 will write a message on the back of the painted canvas with a charcoal pencil. The individual receiving the painting tends to interpret the message as relating to impactful events they've experienced4. SCP-3471-1 will then proceed to secure the canvas with wax paper and string, and will attempt to give the completed painting to the subject. Individuals are capable of accepting or rejecting the painting, the latter of which resulting in little to no consequence with SCP-3471-1 typically expressing disappointment or understanding. In both cases, once the subject completely crosses SCP-3471, SCP-3471-1 will dematerialize. Addendum 3471-01: SCP-3471 was discovered on 12/27/195█ following rumors circulating throughout Trecynon regarding the "benevolent spirit of a painter" haunting a nearby bridge. Town locals provided several possible identities of SCP-3471-1; examples of such include the impressionist painter Pierrot ████████, the deceased town local Dewey ████, and a Celtic water spirit. These possible identities are still under investigation. Upon further questioning, town locals referred to a Hywell ███████, who presumably had interacted with SCP-3471-1 the most frequently compared to other residents. Prior to SCP-3471's discovery, Hywell ███████ had succumbed to congestive heart failure, dying in his home on 11/09/195█. [+] Testing Log 3471-231 [-] ACCESS GRANTED Testing Log 3471-231 Test 3471-231-01 Date: ██/██/████ Subject: D-5681 Brief Background: Shot in the lower abdomen during arrest Results: D-5681 was unable to effectively converse with SCP-3471-1, leading to minimal interaction. The painting received depicts D-5681 on SCP-3471, leaning on the railing with his left hand pressed against his abdomen; message reads: "The world has a funny way of putting things into balance through unpredictable means. Just remember that every action will bring forth a formidable reaction, no matter how small or significant that action may be." Test 3471-231-02 Date: ██/██/████ Subject: D-4903 Brief Background: Escaped from a sinking cruise ship; equipped with a pen and notepad Results: D-4903 was able to more effectively communicate with SCP-3471-1. Despite this, SCP-3471-1 seemingly limited interaction, quickly gesturing D-4903 towards its manifestation position. Notably, SCP-3471-1 appeared tense, displaying nervous mannerisms. The painting received depicts D-4903 on the riverbank with her feet submerged and SCP-3471 displayed in the background; message reads: "Upon the water's edge is a fine place to teeter for even though you are safely planted with your hands in the dirt, you are ever reminded how easy it is to fall in. Simply remember to stand back when the water rises." Test 3471-231-03 Date: ██/██/████ Subject: D-5172 Brief Background: Daughter born during his life-sentence; equipped with a pen, notepad, and interview questions Results: With the notepad and pen, D-5172 was able to communicate with SCP-3471-1. No relevant information regarding the interview questions was ascertained from SCP-3471-1 with it once again attempting to limit interaction and appearing tense. The painting received depicts D-5172 on SCP-3471 with a child resting on his shoulders; message reads: "Children are a precious thing of pure innocence and truth, but one cannot always be there for them. Do not be saddened, for more importantly a wonderous soul has been brought into this world, given the chance to live." Notes: Perhaps SCP-3471-1 is purposefully avoiding answering the questions posed by the D-Class due to their more "antagonistic" backgrounds. I wouldn't blame it. In any case, I'm calling for a few volunteers from the research staff to participate in the coming tests. From what we've gathered so far, I doubt any of you will be in harm's way, so I better start seeing names on the list. -Dr. Kovtun Test 3471-231-04 Date: ██/██/████ Subject: Researcher Eleonora Masone Brief Background: Father killed in a double homicide; equipped with a pen, notepad, and interview questions Results: Upon awareness of Researcher Masone's presence, SCP-3471-1 noticeably displayed more relaxed mannerisms wherein it attempted to elongate the interaction compared to previous tests. Limited information was garnered regarding the interview questions, however, with SCP-3471-1 attempting to divert the line of conversation towards stories concerning other individuals that have crossed SCP-3471. The painting received depicts Researcher Masone on SCP-3471 peering into the water with an older man standing next to her in the reflections; messages reads: "Death is a part of life, coming in many forms and leaving tragedy in its wake, but it is not an end. Though the departed may be gone, their memory still lives on, making them immortal beyond measure." Notes: We're getting it to "talk," that's for sure. But it doesn't seem to be entirely comfortable yet. Horstman, since you know sign language, I suggest you participate in the next test. Perhaps through more direct communication, it will be more compelled to share information. -Dr. Kovtun Test 3471-231-05 Date: ██/██/████ Subject: Researcher Piers Horstman Brief Background: Survived SCP-████'s breach from containment; is able to communicate through sign language and was provided interview questions Results: As Researcher Horstman approached SCP-3471, SCP-3471-1 did not manifest. Instead, a duffel bag, presumably the same bag associated with SCP-3471-1, materialized. Upon further inspection, the bag was found containing painting implements and a leather-bound journal. Researcher Horstman attempted to recover this bag from SCP-3471, but upon reaching the end of the deck, the bag and its contents, excluding the journal, dematerialized. Afterword: SCP-3471-1 failed to manifest during following tests for a three week period, after which it continued to materialize as expected. Attempts to garner information from SCP-3471-1 regarding the absence or the journal have thus far resulted in failure. Addendum 3471-02: Following Test 3471-231-05, a leather-bound journal was recovered on SCP-3471; irrelevant entries have been excluded. [+] Recovered Document 3471-01 [-] ACCESS GRANTED 17 September, 195█ It's strange to be back here again. To be honest, I never thought I'd see this house again. Of course, my sister had to bring this place up with the doctor. Quiet and peaceful, and full of memories I want to forget. She is right, though, whether I agree with her or not. She's supposed to be coming here later in the week. To keep an eye on me and make sure I don't die in the middle of the night. The things a heart problem will bring upon you. Still, I have a few days before she gets her motherly hands all over me. She's always been that kind of person, for better or worse. But enough on the future. Something unexpected did happen today. Otherwise, this entry would be rather pointless. I decided to take a walk, breathing in the air and getting all the memories to flow in now instead of later. On this walk, I came up to that old bridge where the trams used to run when this place had some impact on the rest of the world. There was this old man out on the bridge, looking over the railings. He seemed like one of the wistful types, taking in nature and being at peace with the world and all that. I'm not quite sure what came over me, but I felt like striking up a conversation with this complete stranger. And I must say I wasn't very successful. I think the man's deaf or extremely hard of hearing. The fool only realized that I was there when I tapped his shoulder. He does seem nice enough, however. Gave a smile, shook my hand firmly, and got a good uncomfortable look at my face. He tried talking to me in signs, but I don't know any of it and I'm sure he realized that rather quickly. Still, though it wasn't much of a conversation, it was interesting. Next time I take a walk, I should probably bring a notepad and a pen just in case. 18 September, 195█ It hasn't even been an entire day and I'm already having nightmares. I knew eventually they would start, but I did not expect them to occur the night of my arrival. They were quite terrible, as well. Visceral even. Waking up, I could hardly breathe. If they persist, Mari won't ever take her eyes off me and this place will truly become a living hell. If only none of it ever happened. Perhaps then I'd be able to bear myself. I did do more than wallow in self-pity, however. Surprisingly, most of the food left in the pantry is still decent, if not partly stale. I was able to make myself some breakfast that was fine enough to eat. I'm sure my sister will be bringing some groceries when she arrives. Hand-picked commodities that won't have me gripping at my chest the moment I swallow. I know that she'll make sure of that. Finishing breakfast, I decided to take a morning walk like I did yesterday. Made sure to bring a notepad like I suggested, and it proved to be a smart investment. That old fool was out on the bridge again. This time he brought himself an easel and a whole bag's worth of whatever painting supplies you could think of. To be honest, I'm surprised someone of his age was able to carry it all. He was just silently painting the riverbank, and I would assume he's had practice since what he had done so far was fairly decent. At the very least, you could tell what he was painting. This time he noticed me coming up and again he greeted me much the same way he did before. Shaking hands and uncomfortable looks and what not. What deviated from before, however, was that we were actually able to communicate. I would write down a few words onto the notepad and he would write some more and lines of thought were conveyed. He didn't give me a name, despite my asking, but he delved into other things. Apparently he has travelled the world searching for simple spots to paint. The fool told me, however, that it's not the landscape he comes for. And no, he didn't relinquish that information either. But I mustn't complain really. I don't know the man, yet he has that sort of charm. The type that keeps you invested even through written conversations. He's old, so he's bound to have a few stories to tell. Something to keep me entertained, at least. 21 September, 195█ Mari arrived today. The first thing she does when she walks through the front door was asking whether or not I've been taking my medication. I swear, the woman does not trust me to take care of myself. Still, she means well. I'll give her that much. She was hounding onto me, though, when I had mentioned my daily walks. Apparently, walking, or any continuous physical activity whatsoever, is not exactly the best thing for me. Especially if I'm doing it alone. She went on about how my heart won't be able to pump enough blood to keep me standing or how my legs would start to swell, binding me to a wheelchair. That is also something she brought by the way. Plan for the future as much as you want, but it doesn't make me feel any better that you're expecting me to need a wheelchair. Might as well have smashed my dignity with a hammer and have thrown the pieces out the window to be pecked at by the birds. In other news, I also saw that old fool out on the bridge. Actually, I don't think I've written down anything he's told me so far. I've had him convey a few stories of his globetrotting adventure through the notepad. I won't write them all here in this entry, but might as well transcribe at least one. Actually, I'll just attach page he wrote it all on. Here it is: I remember a few years back when I was in Moscow. There was this point where the pavement bridged over a lower road and you could barely see St. Basil's over the rooftops. In the evenings, the sun would just peer over the Orthodox spires, letting down slivers of light through the clouds that would dance with the snow as it fell. A perfect place to paint, and I met a lot of people too. All of them with their stories to tell. There was this older woman, dressed up in furs, that had left a former lover when she was younger, and she regretted everyday since. You see, in a strange way that she, herself, did not fully understand, she had truly loved the man. The sorrow plagued her eyes, giving it so easily away. She had stopped to look at myself painting the rooftops, and as she did, the man she left walked on the road underneath. To her dismay, however, his arms were wrapped around another. He had moved on while she had not. I gave up on the rooftops and started painting her then, and I feel, in some sense, that seeing that man again gave her the chance to put the regret behind her. It was a wonderous spot indeed, and I'll never forget it. Honestly, I don't believe all of it. How the hell would the fool have known what any of the people he met were about if he couldn't hear a thing they said? But perhaps he wasn't deaf then. I don't know. Still, it's a nice anecdote, or more of a reminiscence I suppose, even if it isn't all true. 31 September, 195█ The nightmares are still running rampant. You have to wonder why your brain will make you face terrible situations during a time when you're supposed to be resting and tranquil. It only seems counterproductive, or maybe the mind is just too good at making things up. And no, I'm not going to write out all the regret that's burning within me for what happened here. It won't do anything anyway, so no point in trying. Also, probably a more pressing matter, my legs have started to swell. Mari had a talk with the doctor before she came here and said the swelling was expected. Apparently, that's why she brought the wheelchair. It could get worse before it gets better. I don't need it yet, and that's not the pride talking. Though, I must admit, getting up is steadily becoming more difficult. Either way, I was able to slip out. My sister went into town to get a few things, giving me ample time to have a walk. Of course, I went out to the bridge and, once again, the old fool was there painting his heart out. He wanted to paint me, though. Out of all things. I declined, of course, but I must admit that the gesture was flattering, to say the least. I was able to get another story out of him, but not much else. I suppose he's just very private on certain matters, and it's not my place to pry. I've been to France before, but it was a long time ago. In fact, I used to have a residence in Paris, but it was more of a summer home on the outskirts of the city. In any case, I remember I once went to Normandy. In particular, I was in Bayeux. There was this spot in its medieval centre on the corner of an intersection where half-timbered houses funneled down towards a cobblestone plaza. It was positioned just perfectly to where, on certain nights, the moon would rise aligned with the plaza. There was this younger man with curling brown hair and a longer face. He would ride past me every morning and every evening on his bicycle, except on Sundays. You see, he had a passion or something of that sort. He would go to the cathedral cemetery and etch tombstones and plaques onto paper, looking for the more offset graves that stood alone when he could. Then, with etchings in tow, he go to the town hall or library and search for records of the person whose tombstone he copied. He'd find out who they were, what they did, what they were like, what they accomplished, and what they left behind. I wouldn't say he had a reason for participating in this hobby of his nor would I say he needed one. He was dedicated and through it he found fulfillment, so it wasn't necessarily a pointless task. That, I found, made his actions that much more enthralling. 6 October, 195█ I'll admit it's getting much harder to walk now. It's not just the swollen legs, though they play a great part in it. I'm becoming short of breath and I can feel my heart racing as I move about. It's just becoming far too tiring, and as much as I don't care to say it, the wheelchair is slowly becoming a more appealing option. Still, I don't think I'm there quite yet, but anything can happen, I suppose. My sister, on the other hand, has not been able to take her eyes off me lately. It's not that I don't appreciate what she's doing, but I think she's starting to take it a little too far. She's controlling my diet to a tee, making sure not a single speck of salt happens to find its way sprinkled onto my soup. In fact, its only soup that she's been forcing me to eat along with a few sandwiches here and there. If she weren't my sister, I'd tell her to bugger off, but I can't. Obviously. I was able to sneak out again, however, to participate in the walks that I for some reason desperately crave. To be honest, I simply find it a soothing activity. In nature, I find it easier to lose myself in thought, and lost in thought is a very pleasant state of being. Besides, I've got to enjoy my legs while I still can. And yes, I did happen to find my way back to that tramway bridge. It's not that I intend to go there every time I take a stroll, but it's just become part of the route, I suppose. Anyway, the old man was there painting again. I'm not sure whether he's been painting the same thing and simply has started over who knows how many times or if he's a perfectionist. He wanted to paint me again. Like last time, I declined, though I felt bad about it. He seems rather sincere if I'm reading his expressions correctly, but he's far too polite to state that fact. Either way, we still conversed, or really I vented and he "listened," but I could tell he was taking it in. Really listening, or reading in this case. He's the type who cares no matter who you are. At least, that's what I'm taking from him. Actually, I find it rather ironic. He's one of the few people who truly listen, being there as that person you can simply talk to, but the fool can't hear a thing. 17 October, 195█ It's official. I can no longer walk. When I was younger, I dreaded old age, especially when we'd visit my great-grandfather out near Monmouth. He couldn't walk two steps unless he was gripping onto this crooked cane of his. When he was tired of walking, he would have my great-grandmother push him around on his wheelchair. I can still hear the wheels squeaking over the floor boards. He wasn't a bad man, my grandfather, but I had no intention of reaching the age when walking become a chore more than anything. I'll admit I wasn't expecting that age to be thirty-four. Charming, isn't it? At any rate, I think I'm finally confined to this prison of mine. Unless my sister has the desire to push me around the garden everyday, I think I'll have to make do with the porch. You know, now that I'm stuck, my thoughts have been racing. Everything that I could ever think of has just been popping into my mind and leaving just as quickly as if it's the roundabout 'round the Arc de Triomphe. I swear I've solved more world problems in my mind in a single day than humanity in the centuries it has had to do that for itself. However, it's the strangest thing: No matter what tangent I seem to go off on, I keep coming back to that fool on the bridge. I do not know why, and before you get any ideas, the thoughts are nowhere near the questionable natures. I gave up on those tendencies when you know what happened. But that's the thing. Every time I think of the fool painting the same scene over and over, doing nothing else with his day, I start to think about him. I suppose they're both similar. Private, like to make themselves as mysterious as possible, polite, sincere, all those things. The only real differences I'd say are age and looks. Yet, thinking on him just brings in regret. Regret and a lot of guilt. Actually, now that I'm writing this down, perhaps my condition is a punishment. The universe balancing out the many mistakes I've made. Getting back at me, as it were. Who knows? But if that is the case, I'd say it's a fulfilling consequence and I deserve no better. 26 October, 195█ I haven't got much to say in this entry, really. Being bound to a wheelchair hardly brings about any intrigue to make the day more interesting. The only interest that I can get is what I can think up. That and a few books that have been lying around. Found one that I'm quite enjoying. Well, enjoying to laugh at. Starts out with a church on fire with but a sole survivor that escapes the blaze as expected, an arsonist on the loose who has a backward way of looking at religion, and a deputy that's in too far over his head. Apparently it's based off of real events, but I hardly find that believable. In any case, I realize that I have neglected to convey one of the anecdotes that the old fool wrote out for me during one of our "conversations." It's hardly important, but I really don't have anywhere else to put the paper where he wrote it all out on. Either way, it's something. Otherwise, this entry would be all about how incompetently written that book is, and that alone is far too much to write down in a single entry. Many years ago, I found myself wandering the brooks trickling down the Rocky Mountains near Montana. Of course, I am referring to the United States. I've always been fond of nature, and hiking was a hobby of mine when I was a younger man. You must give the States credit where credit is due. Their wilderness, where it still stands, is a sight to behold. While I was there, I came across a peculiar but very interesting spot. It was a clearing amidst pine trees a bit farther off the beaten path that I tend to go, but I knew I made the right choice. If I stayed very still, a deer or an elk would creep out from the trees, coming to bask in the sun as the pine canopy hardly let but a sliver of light through. They made excellent subjects for my paintings. But they weren't the reason why I picked that spot. Nearby, a group of people were huddled up in something not bigger than a shipping container. You see, they were researchers of sorts, studying a peculiar natural phenomenom that I, myself, didn't ever get a look at. They had been sent there and they were no closer to figuring it out than they were when they started. Then, one night, one of them disappeared. Vanished without a trace. It was a middle-aged man, older than me at the time, and they searched for him to no avail. They only found his cracked pocket watch under an overturned stone. Perhaps something terrible happened to that man. That's always a possibility, though I've come to think that perhaps he didn't want to be found. After all, the institute he researched for was far too cold and systematic for his liking. To think the fool may have gotten caught up in some secret government research operation and didn't even realize it. Write that into a book. It would sell a lot better than the one I'm reading. 8 November, 195█ (final entry) I was going to have that old fool paint me today. Well, I did, in a way. Got Mari to push me out to the bridge and everything. Thing is, he wasn't there. I don't know what I was expecting, really. The man can't be there every day, surely. To be honest, though, I was more looking forward to the distraction. However, like I mentioned, I didn't leave empty handed. On the ground where he usually has his easel set, there was a canvas wrapped up in this wax paper and tied off with some cheap-looking string. A little note written in the man's handwriting bearing my name was attached. Now that I think about it, I don't recall giving him my name since he never gave me his. Strange. In any case, I would have torn through the paper then and there, but Mari insisted on doing it back at the house. I don't know why, but I didn't have the energy to argue. Back to the house we went and my sister left me to my own devices out in the garden as she went to fix some sandwiches and tea. As I was alone, it seemed like the perfect time to get a look at whatever I got from the bridge. Turns out it was a painting like I expected. Thing is, it was a painting of me riding a bike out on the tramway. It was enough to get me to chuckle, but not in a bad way. Far from it. But, while I was putting it down, I noticed something written on the back of the canvas in what appeared to be charcoal: "It does not matter if others forgive you if you can't forgive yourself. It will be painful at first and the scars will show, but then you can start living again." I don't know. It's probably some advice he ripped out of a self-help novel or something, but it's almost as if he knows. And I genuinely believe that. I've regretted that day for so long. But, you know what? I think I'm ready to move on. That's right. I said it. I'm ready to put it behind me, or attempt to at least. With these words, the regret and the guilt are to never again plague my thoughts, and I will be able to live on my numbered days feeling at peace with what I will be leaving behind. If only it were that simple. Footnotes 1. Beginning from either side 2. Notably, the aforementioned items themselves have not yet displayed any anomalous properties. 3. 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SCP-3472 | keter | close Info X ⚠️ Content warning: This article contains parental death ⚠️ content warning Item #: SCP-3472 Level 2/3472 Classified SCP-3472 in its containment area. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3472-1 has been converted into Containment Area-██. SCP-3472's position must be maintained at all times. Any change in the position of SCP-3472 constitutes a possible WK-58 event, in which case Procedure-738-Comstock must be immediately initiated. SCP-3472-1, along with SCP-3472's cables are to be inspected daily for any signs of degradation by a team of 3 Class-D maintenance personnel. Because of SCP-3472's effects on convicted criminals, Class-D maintenance personnel are to be recruited through Protocol 12. Class-D maintenance personnel are to be treated with SCP-████ to combat the antibiotic effects of SCP-3472, and must be given monthly blood transfusions as per SCP-████ guidelines. Description: SCP-3472 appears to be a chandelier, approximately 6 meters in height and 2 meters in diameter. SCP-3472's exterior is composed of lights in the shape of decorative glass leaves, surrounding an unknown object. SCP-3472 requires no power to operate. Attempts to take physical samples have failed, as SCP-3472 cannot be damaged. SCP-3472-1 is a structure surrounding SCP-3472, superficially resembling a cathedral surrounded by scaffolding, 15% of which is composed of unknown materials. SCP-3472 is attached to SCP-3472-1 by several cables. A control panel near the entrance of SCP-3472-1 is capable of changing the position of SCP-3472; however, any change that moves SCP-3472 out of a specific alignment will result in SCP-3472's anomalous effects expanding. SCP-3472's primary anomalous effects manifest when certain organisms are brought within SCP-3472's area of effect. All organisms belonging to the Kingdom Fungi, the Classes Reptilia or Arachnida, the Order Hymenoptera, the Family Canidae,1 or any microbial lifeform, person convicted of a crime punishable under English Law, or nonsapient carnivore weighing at least 120 kg are susceptible to SCP-3472's effects. Within two seconds, life functions of affected organisms will cease, and said organisms will disappear completely within two hours. SCP-3472's area of effect roughly fills SCP-3472-1 while aligned correctly. The radius of SCP-3472's area of effect will expand at a rate of 18 meters per second while unaligned with SCP-3472-1. It is theorized that significant structural damage to or a continuous nonalignment with SCP-3472-1 would eventually result in a WK-Class Mass Extinction Event. Addendum [3472-004]: On 13/03/1986, during the initial containment of SCP-3472-1, a basement area was discovered. Exploration was authorized on 23/03/1986. An examination of the basement revealed a human corpse, several documents, several objects presumed to have occult significance, 14 minor anomalies later classified as anomalous objects, and one anomaly later reclassified as SCP-████. + DOCUMENT-SCP-3472-E5 (CLEARANCE 3/3472 REQUIRED) Access granted. My beloved daughter, I suppose it's been several years since we last saw one another. I would give every treasure, all the fruits of my travels, to say that this has not been by choice. I suppose you're old enough to know better, however. You don't have to forgive me, my darling. When I first made contact with the Crystal Court, it was but a stop on my tour of existence. I had no intention of lingering with the Illuminated, much less meeting your mother. I was a young man, without much direction. I didn't think much of our night together. If I'd known our passion would have beget such light… The Chromatic King was a better father than I. He was there for his daughter, to keep drifters like me from doing what I did. The Chromatic Heiress would not waste royal blood on fools who did not deserve her…at least, I suppose that is what he thought. But I was preoccupied with myself, all those years ago, with No, no. I can't keep lying to myself. I hurt her with intention. I betrayed your mother, a con years in the making, because she was better than me and I was just a man. I'm sorry. I loved your mother. I loved her from the day she took me through the Crystal Gardens, where she laid bare before me the glories of the Illuminated. I loved her through my betrothing ceremony, where I promised myself to the Crystal Court forevermore. And even as I left her, sickened that a putrid ape like myself could ever be so conceited as to stand with the Illuminated, I still loved her. To this very day, I love her. She was dignified, and elegant, and kind; everything the wretched, fleshy monstrosities of my world were not. You could feel it, shining from the core of her very being. And who was I, to claim equality to such a radiant light? So I left. I wish I could have been there for her, when she gave birth to you. Before the men in black armor came to steal the Illuminateds' light away. Before those wretched monkeys soiled the Crystal Court with the Chromatic Heiress's blood. I don't expect you to forgive me. My actions have damned that filthy planet to an eternity of emptiness, a prolonged execution at the hands of the Crystal Court. But please, forgive your mother, my beloved Anne. She only wants to keep you safe. Jamison Maddox Footnotes 1. In layman's terms, fungi, reptiles, arachnids, wasps/bees, ants, foxes, and dogs. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3472" by UraniumEmpire, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3472. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-3473 | keter | Photograph of clean-up team responding to WGU Nova event. Item #: SCP-3473 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3473 is to be contained, when possible, in a cell with dimensions of 10 X 10 X 10 meters. Each of the cell walls of the containment chamber are to be made of at least 5 meters of lead located between an internal 1 meter layer of titanium/tungsten alloy, coated with silica aerogel that is to be replaced bi-weekly, and 3 meters of steel-plate reinforced concrete externally. As of the events of 3473-NE-7-WGU, containment of the entity within facilities is no longer considered a valid option. SCP-3473 currently resides within, and is restricted to, a 10 kilometer radius around the entrance to Site-190, which is located in the area known as "█████ ██████" in the █████████████ Desert. This is considered its containment area for all intents and purposes. This Site’s main buildings are subterranean, located 2 kilometers beneath the surface and designed to withstand high intensity radiation and temperatures, as well as substantial seismic activity. On-site personnel are not permitted to leave the site if SCP-3473 is within 3 kilometers of the entrance. A secondary bunker is located 13 kilometers from the main facility, outside of the Site’s perimeter. Permission for the construction of additional “satellite facilities” around the perimeter border is pending. Should SCP-3473 come within 2 kilometers of Site-190, or go beyond the 10 kilometer perimeter, a detachment from Mobile Task Force Omega-47 (“Sunscreeners”) are to be dispatched from either the main site, or the offsite secondary bunker, whichever is closest to the entity, and meet with it at a safe distance to guide it back within those boundaries. If the entity is within the 2 kilometer radius of the entrance, it may have adopted this position intentionally to attempt to prompt communication with on-site staff. If this is confirmed to be the case, it should usually be allowed to do so as long as it does not enter the Site proper, and must be monitored by the MTF until it returns to its safe boundaries. Beyond this, because SCP-3473 does not sleep, 24 hour surveillance is required and operated via the use of multiple long-range observation drones, as well as satellite tracking. All on-site personnel, including members of MTF Omega-47, must don appropriate Hazard Gear in preparation for possible interaction with SCP-3473. No attempts are to be made to retrieve unprotected subjects who are exposed to SCP-3473 and succumb to its effects during feeding or otherwise. All permanent on-site staff within the perimeter must be fluent in sign language and semaphore to communicate with SCP-3473 at both close and long distances. Interaction with SCP-3473 should be performed at a distance of no less than 10 meters if at all possible. Recording of a small Nova Event by researchers. The nature of the streaks above the explosion are unknown, although they are present in most cases. Description: SCP-3473 is an animate entity reaching almost three meters in height. It possesses basic humanoid characteristics insofar that it has a head, two arms and two legs connected to a central body, but analogies with humans become less useful beyond this. The entity is androgynous and lanky in terms of physique, although it usually takes a hunched stance despite this. Each limb is long and thin, and is tipped with three digits resembling avian talons. It has a thick neck and large toothless maw that remains continuously open, and despite possessing no olfactory or auditory organs, the entity does possess eyes, which are yellow in coloration and lack any pupils. The entity possesses four long tendrils on its head, and two more on its shoulders, which resemble the antenna of insects. In addition, it also possesses a set of fin-like structures on its back, arms and legs. These are assumed to be sensory organs, although their exact means of function are not currently known. SCP-3473's skin is usually luminescent orange in color, but shifts to either a dull reddish hue during the night or a bright yellow during midday, in respect to time-zones in its current location. These color shifts can also be brought about when the ambient temperature changes, as well as when the entity is feeding or agitated. The exception to this is a series of symmetrical, black, exoskeletal plates that cover large portions of its body. The surface temperature of the entity's body is approximately 1100°C on average, with the black patches at its extremities being the coolest at slightly under 600°C. Its mouth is the hottest area on its surface, reaching 3000°C on average. However, this is not the maximum temperature the entity can reach, as it achieves many times these temperatures when feeding or when agitated. The entity emits intense radiation in addition to heat, which can only be partially screened by use of Grade 1 "Heat and Radiation" Hazard Suits. The exact composition of the radiation the entity emits appears to change based on multiple factors.1 SCP-3473 is also capable of a form of levitation, and is able to suspend itself roughly a meter in the air. Additionally, SCP-3473 is also seemingly able to sense the presence of objects and places which emit abundant electromagnetic or ionizing radiation. How it is able to perform these feats is currently unknown. As of writing this, its internal temperature can only be guessed at, as no currently available technology is durable enough to withstand the measurement processes. Genetic or medical information (if such things are even applicable) about SCP-3473 beyond physical description are also unobtainable due to its volatile form. SCP-3473 is sapient, and while it is incapable of audio-based perception and cannot communicate verbally, it has excellent eyesight and is fluent in the use of sign language and semaphore (which it was taught as its methods of communication with Foundation personnel). While it does not possess any apparent sexual organs, it seems to identify as male and uses masculine vocabulary when referring to itself. Foundation personnel are permitted to use such terms during informal communication with the entity. General intelligence tests have determined that SCP-3473 has the same mental capability as an average adult human, although its behavior and personality are more akin to that of an inquisitive child. It has offered little insight as to its origin or species, as when questioned about these topics, it will either ignore the question or, on rare occasions, point towards the Sun's location in respect to its current position, doing so with absolute precision even if the Sun is not visible. The entity has not elaborated further, either expressing confusion or irritation if pressured. SCP-3473 consumes matter regularly, and in a highly destructive manner. The mechanism by which this occurs is observed to be as follows: The entity raises parts of its surface temperature to extremely high levels and either comes into contact with, or [REDACTED] intends to absorb. This causes the target matter to either vaporize or energize into a form of ionized plasma, which is subsequently drawn into the maw of the entity. The absorbed matter appears to be collected and utilized internally via controlled atomic reactions, which are assumed to be a form of nuclear fusion, with any waste being excreted from its body as an increase in emitted radiation for a period of time after consumption. Current scientific principles cannot explain these processes which, on the scale they occur, appear to break understood laws of physics and conservation of energy. SCP-3473 will not actively seek to consume humans or other life forms, but can also utilize these abilities to defend itself if attacked, and appears to show little remorse when consuming plasma formed from cadavers or hostile living creatures. However, the entity will firmly object to "consuming" living targets it is aware of that are not actively hostile to it. Due to SCP-3473’s abilities, complete containment is currently impossible, as the entity will invariably consume the materials used in its physical containment. It is only possible to contain SCP-3473 because it willingly chooses to remain in Foundation care. All attempts to trap or restrain the entity, to date, have proven futile and further attempts are not currently permitted. SCP-3473 understands that it is currently held in containment for its own safety and the safety of others. It is also generally agreeable and is aware that mere exposure to its body is harmful to life. Despite this, it has expressed repeated desires for more space to wander, and to interact with staff so that it may learn further about the world, or simply enjoy socialization. While direct interaction is permitted and encouraged, on site personnel must be firm in enforcing that it stays within its perimeter. Thus far, this has stopped it from fully breaching containment. However, should the entity, at some point in the future, leave its containment perimeter and refuse to return, [DATA EXPUNGED] Staff communicating with SCP-3473 must be polite and non-threatening to it, as perceived threats can trigger an agitated state in the entity. If SCP-3473 experiences significant emotional stress for prolonged periods, the levels of heat and radiation it emits will begin to rise exponentially. Should SCP-3473 become sufficiently agitated for a sufficient length of time, it may trigger a "Nova Event". It was originally believed to be a form of defense mechanism, but the entity claims this is not the case, stating that it does not understand them itself and finds them distressing. Current hypothesis is based on the idea that it is more akin to a panic attack or seizure. When a Nova Event occurs, SCP-3473's body temperature reaches extreme levels many times above the norm, unleashing massive amounts of heat, ionizing radiation and gravitational distortions into the surrounding area. The level of destruction varies, with the most intense Nova Event to date having an output roughly equivalent to that of a 20 kiloton nuclear bomb, although it is theorized that [REDACTED] even greater levels. Part of the basis for this theory is the fact that Nova Events occasionally have the same effect as solar flares on the reformation of SCP-1246. Should SCP-3473 show signs of distress, agitation, anger or uncharacteristic hostility, Foundation staff are advised to attempt to calm the entity for a period of no more than 30 seconds if already in contact. If not already in contact, or should this agitated state persist in spite of attempts to calm it, Site-190 is to be put into a lock-down state as per “Ignition Protocol” in response to a potential Nova Event. The bulkheads within Site-190 are to be sealed for the duration of such an event, and all other staff within the surface perimeter must evacuate to the offsite bunker, if possible. Nova Events also vary in duration. While the shortest on record lasted only 7 seconds, and most only last a couple of minutes, the longest recorded unbroken Nova Event lasted for 2 days and 11 hours. This resulted in the complete destruction of Site-91, the facility where SCP-3473 was kept at the time. Over 90% of on-site staff, multiple anomalous objects contained on the site and much of the surrounding landscape were destroyed in the process. This particular Nova Event is now referred to as 3473-NE-7-WGU, and lead to a redefining of the entity's containment procedures, as well as its reclassification to Keter. It should be noted that the on-site warheads were triggered as a result of the WGU event (due to damage caused by the event itself rather than manual activation), but had no discernible effect on SCP-3473 aside from presumably causing an increase in duration and intensity of the event. After a confirmed event has ended, clean-up crews will then be sent in from off-site to both locate the SCP as well as assess and (if possible) repair damage it has caused. Until an "All Clear" is given, no on-site personnel are to leave Site-190 after a Nova Event. Nova Events will leave the entity in an exhausted and traumatized state afterwards, and it is top priority that the SCP be calmed by staff as soon as it is safe to do so, to minimize chances of a relapse. To date, there have been ██ recorded Nova Events, including WGU. Acquisition: SCP-3473 was recovered thanks to a sweep of the ██████ Desert area. Reports of a relatively large meteor landing in the area had sparked the attention of locals as well as government agents. The Foundation was the first to reach and contain the area. SCP-3473 was discovered in a scorched crater in the ███████ part of the desert. Foundation members initiated standard intelligent life protocols and made contact with SCP-3473. It followed Foundation forces to the nearest secure Site, but had to travel on foot because the response team were not equipped to transport high-heat/radiation loads. Of note, when it was first encountered, its entire body was reported to have a charred, rocky appearance, and gave off a smell similar to burning coals. Over time it “shed” this outer crust of its body, and developed into its current form, which it has remained in ever since. Addendum-01: Excerpt from Interview Log Close File Interviewed: [SCP-3473] Interviewer: [Researcher Mako] Notes: Conversation was recorded during a recent communication session with SCP-3473 on ██/██/20██. It is the first, and only time to date, that SCP-3473 has elaborated further on its origins. The conversation was held in sign language, and thus has been translated. <Begin Log> Researcher Mako: Hello 3473, how are you doing today? 3473: Good. I am happy. Saw a group of flying creatures in the sky this morning. I think they were birds. Researcher Mako: Birds? That's a rare sight to see all the way out here. 3473: Yes. First time seeing them. (3473 pauses and looks to the sky, a gout of steam hissing from its maw.) So fast and free. Reminds me of…before. Researcher Mako: (Pauses.) Before? Could you elaborate? You've never talked about the time before you came here. 3473: (Looks down to Researcher Mako and thins its eyes as more steam hisses from its mouth, this time aggressively. 3473 seems to be irritated, as it pulses with a bright glow and ambient temperature in the area starts rising.) Memories hurt. Remind me of my loneliness. I have tried to show you, but you don't understand. Aren't you human "doctors" meant to be smart? Researcher Mako: (Seems to be getting worried at the uncharacteristic hostility, but tries to maintain composure.) Ah, clearly not smart enough. But it's okay, we can change the- 3473: No. You just keep asking until I explain. Always asking…(Entity closes its eyes and emits a groaning sound similar to a sigh.) A moment. (The glowing pulses and rising heat subside and 3473 looks up to the sky, gazing to the sun, before looking back.) Father says I should tell you. Researcher Mako: Father? 3473: Yes. So…here is story. I will not repeat again, so listen. (The entity shifts where it stands, looking uncomfortable before continuing.) Birth was long ago, far from here. Mother died at birth. I drifted alone for so very long. Was cold and scared, but was also free like the birds in the sky. Solar winds carried me, until eventually I was brought before Sauel, my father. He says that mother's dying act was to send me to him. He spoke of her so fondly…"A love so bright, from so far away." And I drifted at his side, but for a time too short. (3473 pauses and seems increasingly distressed.) Researcher Mako: May I ask what happened? 3473: I cannot remember what it was…but I was pulled away and my path came undone. I started to drift away from father. I was so scared. I called out to him, to her2, to anyone…but none could help me. I drifted to this "Earth", and now I'm trapped here. Father's voice is so quiet and distant…I feel alone again…and now no longer free. Researcher Mako: We're only doing this because you're very dangerous to us, and also to keep you safe from other people who might try and hurt you. 3473: I know. Father said I should stay with you. So I will stay for now. (3473 looks back up to the sky, and then back to Researcher Mako.) No more questions about past times. Researcher Mako: Alright. Thank you for sharing this information. I'll ask my colleagues if we can allow you a bit more wandering space for your troubles. 3473: That would be nice. <End Log> Addendum-02: Level 3/3473 Clearance or above required Access Granted Message issued in private to Senior Staff and MTF Omega-47 from Dr Kraus “Alright, now you've all read the above file at face value, let me be honest. Most of you with half a brain in the physics department have probably figured this out already, but I'll spell it out for the rest of you. Those bio-hazard suits? They’re pretty much there for morale of on-site staff and not much practical use beyond that. The amount of ionizing energy 3473 emits, even in its more "agreeable" states and at the so-called “safe distance”, is very much unsafe, hazard suits or not. Most people with regular contact with 3473 only last a year or two at most, and those are the tough and lucky ones. Problem is that the damn thing is a social creature and all but requires and demands interaction with others. If we don't have a nice chat every so often, it could melt through the walls, walk down here and ask why we are ignoring it. I've thought about using D-Class as middle men, but honestly the risks involved aren't worth it. What if they aggravate it intentionally or act smart and try and turn it on us? Most of them assume they're going to die anyway, and might see this as a means to take some of us down with them. Controlled and friendly social interaction has been shown to have a positive effect on reducing the likelihood of Nova Events, as well as reducing the chances of it wandering beyond containment out of boredom or curiosity. And of course, no one wants a repeat of WGU. As such, I’d take increased rates of cancer, burns and radiation poisoning in the staff stationed here over the possibility of this thing wandering off into the desert and heading towards a populated area. On that subject, there's another truth I also want to share with you. Currently we have no backup plan in place in the event that 3473 decides to just walk off and refuse to come back. This is not an oversight, it's because none of us have any clue how to restrain this thing beyond a firm telling off. Its child like mentality plays into our hands here, but it's getting smarter all the time, and eventually it might figure out that we can't actually control it, which would be catastrophic. And before any of you give me smart suggestions about trying to "freeze" or "extinguish" this thing, let me remind you that it's not a camp-fire; it's a small living star for all intents and purposes. If we submerged it in liquid nitrogen (and we tried this anyway, by the way), it would only give it more fuel to burn and grow hotter, not colder. Changing the ambient temperature or placing it in a vacuum won't stop the nuclear fusion happening within it either. With all this in mind, for the time being, I hope you all understand that this is the best possible way. It's not pretty, easy or comfortable, we didn't sign up for that, did we?” -Dr Kraus, head of Site-190 Footnotes 1. Time of day, ambient temperature and the composition of what it has recently consumed all seem to have an impact, but it is generally composed of ultraviolet, gamma and x-ray radiation, although alpha and beta particles, other electromagnetic waves and free protons are also emitted in smaller amounts. 2. The full nature of the relationship between SCP-3473 and COEWS-179 has not been determined, aside from them both referencing the name Sauel. COEWS-179 has not yet delivered any messages regarding SCP-3473, either signaled or via satellite, and SCP-3473 refuses to speak on the subject. Further research into both anomalies is required. |
SCP-3474 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3474 Special Containment Procedures: Artwork created by SCP-3474 while in containment SCP-3474 is to be held in a standard prepubescent humanoid containment cell, which is to be completely fireproofed and monitored via 24-hour video surveillance. The containment area is to be kept clear of any flammable materials. Any individuals who require access to SCP-3474 must additionally be checked for lighters, matches, and any other combustible objects prior to entering the containment area. SCP-3474 is allowed to roam the facility while supervised between 0900 and 1700 hours. Any individual not listed on the roster who desires to escort SCP-3474 is encouraged to request written permission from Researcher Sweet.1 Description: SCP-3474 is a five-year-old Caucasian human female of average height, weight and intelligence, and is in good physical health. SCP-3474 is capable of causing spontaneous combustion of objects within what is believed to be an 500 m radius. The entity has additionally demonstrated the ability to cause burn injuries via direct physical contact. The exact mechanism as well as the extent of SCP-3474’s pyrokinetic capabilities has yet to be determined. SCP-3474’s anomalous properties were initially believed to have manifested during Event 3474-A, which was when it completely incinerated a 457 m² Colonial Ranch style home despite having no access to flammable materials or the necessary knowledge required to ignite a fire. Cover story C-462899 “Class C House Fire” has been utilized as the official cause of the blaze. All persons involved in Event 3474-A have been administered Class C Amnestics following the interview process. False memories were implanted. Discovery: Following Event 3474-A, SCP-3474 was recovered from inside the pantry area of ██ Kingsley Road by local fire department personnel, seemingly completely free of any burns or smoke related injuries. The pantry itself had incurred no damage from the fire, and remains as such presently. Local emergency response personnel reported SCP-3474 as being in a state of extreme mental shock at the time of its recovery, and was unresponsive to verbal or physical stimuli while being transported to the Good Samaritan Hospital. Severe erythema2 of the hands and forearms was noted at the time of transport. During the routine triage process, nurses and medical assistants began to divulge that SCP-3474 was causing burn injuries when they came into physical contact with it, a phenomenon that had not been previously exhibited or noted by any individuals involved with Event 3474-A. Necessary vital checks were not performed for this reason, and some individuals had first degree burns to corroborate their claims. It was at this point that Agent Counterson, embedded in the hospital staff for a separate investigation, became aware of the anomaly and reported it to her superiors. Three individuals were present within ██ Kingsley Road during Event 3474-A. SCP-3474 Suzannah Phillips, mother of SCP-3474. Ms. Phillips was brought into Foundation custody along with her daughter following Event 3474-A. Karl Homrich, deceased. Cause of death was a combination of smoke inhalation, third degree burns, blunt trauma, and [REDACTED]. Individual was involved romantically with Suzannah Phillips, however, possessed no blood relation to SCP-3474. Records from ███████ County Jail indicate that Mr. Homrich was recently released on bail, with an upcoming court visit scheduled for charges related to domestic assault. Additional charges included indecent assault and battery of a child under fourteen years of age. Upon recovery, Suzannah Phillips and SCP-3474 were transported to the medical unit of Site ██ to be examined. The anomalous properties, as well as the erythema exhibited by SCP-3474 were observed by Foundation medical personnel at this time. Mrs. Phillips’ exam revealed a distal radius fracture on her right arm as well as second degree burns following Event 3474-A. The distal radius fracture was inflicted prior to and not as a result of Event 3474-A. Though SCP-3474 remained in the initially reported state of shock during transport, the entity began to exhibit significant mental distress upon arrival to the facility. When Doctor McFadden approached SCP-3474 with the intention of providing succor to his patient, his medical uniform was observed to have burst spontaneously into flames. This occurred to three additional staff members as well before SCP-3474 was restrained and forcibly sedated. By the time sedation was successfully applied, ██ staff members had incurred minor to moderate burn injuries either via direct physical contact with SCP-3474 or the fires that had been produced by it. One nurse who was present during the incident was hospitalized with severe injuries when a lighter she had in her pocket exploded. Following sedation, staff assigned to SCP-3474 made note of the fact that physical contact was possible without incurring burns. Standard vital checks were performed, and the physical exam revealed nothing out of the ordinary. Upon regaining consciousness, SCP-3474 requested Suzannah Phillips. The request was (temporarily) denied. The patient was then informed that it was being treated in a hospital for an obscure illness, and no further requests were made. Staff were at this point able to make physical contact with SCP-3474 without injury. Eventually, SCP-3474 requested to see Agent Counterson. This request was approved by Researcher Sweet, provided that Counterson conduct the planned interview with SCP-3474. A transcript of the intended questions was provided to Counterson. <Begin Log]> Counterson: Heyo, kiddo. SCP-3474: Oh! Hi, ███! Counterson: What’s up? Did you get the popcorn I brought for you? SCP-3474: Yeah. Thanks. I really like that kind. Counterson: Any time. You just tell me what to bring and I’ll see if I can bring it for you. They don’t mind stuff like popcorn, which is good, ‘cuz those vending machines are questionable. I got your back. SCP-3474: Good, I really like that popcorn. Hey…what are those papers for, and that little doodad you’re carrying? Counterson: Oh, this stuff? The big brains just want me to ask you a couple of questions. They’re all typed up on these papers. And this whacky little doodad thing is so I can record everything we say on a little cassette tape. No sweat, right? SCP-3474: Yeah, I guess. Counterson: Cool. Okay. So. Agent Counterson reads the interview transcript out loud under her breath. Counterson: …to determine when the anomalous activity initiated, and how. SCP-3474: Huh? Counterson: …Hell with all that. Nothing. Listen, kiddo. You aren’t dumb. I bet you know what kinds of questions these are about, don’t you? SCP-3474: Yeah…I think so. Counterson: They wanna know about the fires, ██████. Do you think you can tell me about them? SCP-3474: I can’t…I mean…I hurt some people. And mommy’s friend. He hurt me, and I didn’t like him. I didn’t mean it. But I think he died. People go to jail, for dying other people. I don’t wanna go to jail. I didn’t mean to die him. Counterson: …I know you didn’t mean it. Listen. Let’s just…your very first fire. How did you make it? Do you remember? SCP-3474: It was…after Daddy died. Mommy started going out at night, and Katie would watch me. The girl next door. But Mommy came home one night and she was…funny. Counterson: How was she funny? SCP-3474: Just…angry. And sleepy. Very sleepy. She started talking to me about brushing my teeth, and she just…she fell asleep. Right in the middle of talking. But then she woke up and she started yelling at me to brush my teeth again. But it wasn’t fair. I already brushed my teeth. Then, she just..she just went back to sleep. I was so mad, I started to cry. And then, I saw smoke coming out of my stuffed animal pile. Mr. Buttons was on fire. I yelled for Mommy but she was so sleepy, she didn’t hear me, I guess. So I put water on Mr. Buttons and the smoke went away and I went to sleep. Counterson: That’s…that’s great, ██████, thanks so much for answering that question so well. And remembering to put water on a fire? Wow. Good job, kiddo. SCP-3474: Thanks. Counterson: How about after that? Did you make any more fires? SCP-3474: Uh…yeah. There was one more. One more before the big one. Counterson: What happened? SCP-3474: It was recess time, at school, and this little boy was on the tire swing. He’s a mean little boy.. He said I could have a turn on the tire swing after he was done. So I got on the swing after he got off and then…he pushed me! He pushed me and I fell down! It wasn’t fair! I was so mad! Counterson: What a jerk. SCP-3474 begins to weep. SCP-3474: It just wasn’t fair. I didn’t mean to hurt him. But I was so mad, and it wasn’t fair. I grabbed his shoulders, and all this smoke started coming out. And he was screaming, and my hands, they were all red. I didn’t mean to hold him so long, I just wanted him off the swing. I pulled him off. But his shirt…his shirt had big black holes in it where I touched him and his back was all red and shiny underneath. I swear I didn’t mean to! I just wanted him off the swing, it was my turn! I didn’t even get on the swing when I saw, I felt so bad. Counterson: Of course you felt bad. And I know you didn’t mean it. He’s okay, anyways. SCP-3474 begins to display severe distress, and to weep emphatically. SCP-3474: I didn’t mean to hurt him, and I didn’t mean to hurt Karl! Even if I hated him! Counterson: ██████— The hands of SCP-3474, on camera feed, begin to redden. SCP-3474: I hated him! I hated the way he yelled! I hated the way he hit! I hated the way he looked at me! I hated how he'd make me sit in his lap, and I hated all the things he did to my Mommy, but I didn’t want him to die! Mommy was wrong! I saw her hit him with a bat, and that was wrong! You don’t die people no matter what! My daddy died, and he’s never, ever coming back! Counterson: Ah! Whoa! Agent Counterson’s shirtsleeve bursts into flames. Security personnel enter the interview chamber. Two security personnel escort SCP-3474 out of the chamber, while two more personnel assist Agent Counterson with extinguishing the fire. <End Log, 08/31/20██> Room temperature of the interview chamber was observed to have been 21 degrees Celsius at the start of the log. Room temperature had increased to 43.3 degrees Celsius by the time SCP-3474 had been removed from the area. Researcher Sweet, upon viewing the interview log, attempted a controlled demonstration of SCP-3474’s abilities. Test A - 9/01/20██ Materials: One (1) Cardboard Box One (1) Newspaper, placed inside cardboard box One Half (.5) Litre Gasoline, applied to newspaper SCP-3474 is instructed to use its abilities to ignite the newspaper. Researcher Sweet monitored the procedure via television screen, and provided instructions via intercom. SCP-3474 escorted into chamber. Security personnel exit the testing area. SCP-3474: What am I supposed to do? Sweet: Please…make a fire. In the box, if possible. SCP-3474: I…well…Okay. I’ll try. SCP-3474 paces around the box for six minutes, removes the newspaper from the box, then places the newspaper back inside the box. After ten minutes, SCP-3474 sits down on the floor, and stares at the camera. After fifteen minutes, SCP-3474 stands up again, and approaches the box, frowning. SCP-3474 picks up the box, looks inside of it, sniffs the contents, and puts it back down on the table. Sweet: Is there a problem? SCP-3474: No, I just. I don’t know how to make the fires. They just…they just kind of happen? Sweet: I see. Keep trying, please. Ten more minutes pass, with no noted activity. SCP-3474 is eventually observed singing “Alouette” and making no effort to ignite the newspaper. Sweet: …Thank you. Security is enroute to transport you back to your cell. SCP-3474: Can I have a snack? Following the test observation, Researcher Sweet proposed the theory that SCP-3474’s anomalous properties were emotionally triggered as opposed to deliberately instigated. Weekly onsite grief counseling was recommended. From Researcher Sweet’s personal notes: It’s been almost a whole month since SCP-3474 and her mother have been introduced to Site ██, and I am at my wit’s end. The fires happen when she’s distressed, we’ve gathered that much from the intake as well as the incident on 8/31, but they can’t be replicated. I’ve tried tickling her to make her laugh uncontrollably, I’ve tried showing her The Lion King to make her cry. I’ve even tried talking about her dead father, and the kid seems to be coming to terms about it. The counseling has helped, and no fires with the shrink, either. There’s the issue with potential abuse from the mother’s boyfriend, and that’s a sensitive topic, but nothing has since happened like the interview with Counterson. If the pyrokinesis is still there, she has to really lose control to demonstrate it, and that’s a can of worms I’m not about to involve myself with. Do I really want to cause a little girl severe emotional distress? Will the Ethics Committee agree with me causing a little girl severe emotional distress, if only to replicate anomalous activity? The Site Director is on my ass for wasting time and resources, trying to get her to do what she does. There isn’t a need, not with other objects actively trying to breach containment. Some kids cry or draw pictures when they lose someone…apparently, ██████ started fires, and that was her way of working it all out. Transcript of correspondence retrieved from Suzannah Phillips’ e-mail account: He broke my arm. He did it right in front of ██████. Do you know what it's like, to have that happen to you, with your kid watching? Do you know what it's like, to hold the pain inside so your little girl don't see how bad you got hurt? He looks at her, too, the sick bastard. I seen it. It ends tonight. If I don't text you by 6pm, call the cops. Further analysis of Mrs. Phillips' e-mail correspondence revealed the potentiality of Event 3474-A being a premeditated occurrence. Mrs. Phillips was brought to Researcher Sweet for questioning. Interviewed: Suzannah Phillips Interviewer: Researcher Sweet <Begin Log> Phillips is escorted into the interview chamber. Her right arm is in a sling. Sweet: Good afternoon, Mrs. Phillips. How are you feeling today? Phillips: Okay, I guess. Listen. Any word on when we’re gonna get outta here? Sweet: I need to ask you some questions about the house fire, Mrs. Phillips. Phillips: We’ve been over this, and over this. Sweet: I understand that, Mrs. Phillips. I am not entirely clear on some of the finer details. Your release is dependent on this, so your cooperation would be beneficial on both ends. Phillips: I told you and I told you. Karl was on the nod, with a cigarette. Sweet: Mrs. Phillips, Karl Homlich incurred several injuries, prior to his expiration. Blunt trauma to the head, being one of those injuries. How did he receive such a wound, if he was inebriated by heroin with a cigarette in his hand? Phillips: Hell if I know. I dunno. I don’t wanna talk about this anymore without a lawyer. Sweet: As has been explained previously, we are not law enforcement and you are not being charged with a crime. Your cooperation in this matter would be greatly appreciated. Phillips: I told you what I know, though. I keep telling you. Sweet: In addition to the head trauma, Karl Homlich received injuries to the groin area. This seems highly personal, Mrs. Phillips. I understand from your e-mail correspondence that Mr. Homlich was abusive towards you, and towards your daughter. If you could just tell me what happened— Mrs. Phillips laughs. Phillips: Okay. If you aren’t a cop? Sure. I’ll talk. I know that thing on the table there’s recording everything, so it’s on record that you ain’t no cop. You know what I did, I guess you all just wanna hear me say it. My husband Paul died all sudden-like, I didn’t know what to do. I started fuckin’ up again. Goin’ to bars, you know. Sweet: Where you met Mr. Homlich? Phillips: Yup. Week later, he’s at my place, leavin’ the lid up and gettin’ pisstains all over my floor. Week after that…I started seein’ the way he’d look at my little ██████, even all fucked up all the time as I was. These nasty wolf-eyes, when she was walkin’ around in her summer clothes. Did some diggin’, did some askin’. He’s been in the pen before, for some real nasty shit. He beat on me an' all, but he was givin’ me the goods. That was helpin’ me sleep at night ‘steada thinkin’ about Paul, all cryin’ and shit. I had to do somethin’, Doctor Lady. Had to do somethin’ for my ██████. An’ I’m glad I did. I miss the house, but sometimes I think it had t’ burn. <End Log> Following the interview process, Suzannah Phillips was amnesticized and released. False memories were implanted, and she is of the belief that her child was taken into protective custody due to her issues with addiction. Foundation agents embedded in local NA facilities have been monitoring her progress, however, since her release, she has demonstrated three relapses in recovery. From Researcher Sweet’s personal notes: …which brings me to 3474. It’s her birthday, next week. She’s requested that Agent Counterson spend the day with her. Researcher ████ has asked me if he can join them, as well. I see no reason to deny either of these requests, however, both of them ought to ensure that their PTO balances are sufficient enough to allow for 8 hours of playtime with a six-year-old. I do not see HR approving this time for any other reason besides that one. …I am unable to decide which cake to purchase. Maybe she’ll light the candles for me. Artwork created by SCP-3474 while in containment. Not visible: caption which reads “Me and Agent Counterson" Footnotes 1. An electronic copy of the SCP-3474 Escort Request form is uploaded on the Site's intranet page with additional instructions. 2. reddening of the skin as a result of injury |
SCP-3475 | thaumiel | Item #: SCP-3475 Special Containment Procedures: Copies of this document are to be made available to all Foundation personnel. In the event that a Foundation employee is unable to perceive or conceptualize some or all of the information contained in this document, an alternate document is to be provided. Containment of SCP-3475 is accomplished through a number of discrete initiatives — a summary may be found in Addendum: Ongoing Containment of SCP-3475. All Foundation personnel not currently affected by SCP-3475, regardless of clearance level, must be isolated from its influence whenever possible. Foundation personnel are currently forbidden to view media created by civilians except in an authorized, clinical context. Movement of Foundation personnel between Sites must be tightly controlled. If travel through a civilian area cannot be avoided, anti-cognitohazardous equipment should be utilized to minimize the chance of exposure. Exposed personnel are to be amnesticized and released into civilian areas if possible. Further development and expansion of SCP-3475 is currently a top-level priority. Description: SCP-3475 is the designation given to the cumulative result of Foundation efforts in enacting anomalous information control and social engineering techniques on the civilian, human population of Earth. In the containment of numerous anomalous objects, the Foundation utilizes hundreds of initiatives involving amnestics, cognitohazards, and viral memetic agents. If each of these initiatives can be thought of as exerting a force on civilian humanity, SCP-3475 is the sum of these forces: a single vector denoting the direction in which human thought is being changed. The goal of the SCP-3475 program is then to coordinate this effect to best achieve the Foundation's principal aims. Every new initiative affects, to some extent, every initiative that precedes it. The extent of this complexity means that changes to one aspect of SCP-3475 can change the whole in unexpected ways. Thus, SCP-3475 is prone to the development of unexpected, emergent properties and side effects. Addressing SCP-3475 as a single whole allows for the greatest degree of control over civilian populations and allows side effects to be dealt with more easily. The SCP-3475 program currently allows civilian humanity to enjoy the greatest possible degree of normalcy and stability in spite of anomalous threats. The depth and interconnected nature of SCP-3475 have made it potentially dangerous for Foundation personnel to be exposed to carriers of SCP-3475's constituent memetic agents. Such an infection may severely impair their ability to perform, understand, or perceive their duties to the Foundation. This impairment also poses an issue for the recruitment of Foundation personnel from civilian populations. The development of a reliable, non-lethal method to remove the influence of SCP-3475 from an affected person is ongoing. Until this solution is found, personnel should exercise great caution when dealing with media produced by civilians, which may carry the memetic infection. Despite the difficulty of maintaining and working around SCP-3475, its overall effect is universally positive. The continued existence of worldwide normalcy could not have been achieved without the SCP-3475 program and the sacrifices required to maintain it. Addendum: Ongoing Containment of SCP-3475 Over 300 individual containment procedures affect, to some extent, the whole of civilian humanity. Thus, containment of SCP-3475 is most effectively accomplished by observing civilian reactions to new initiatives as closely as possible and dealing with side effects as they arise. Most recently, the quickening pace and severity of certain threats has necessitated a rapid expansion of the SCP-3475 program. A summary of methods used to contain the side effects of several major initiatives is included below. A full list is available to personnel with at least clearance level 4/3475. Initiative: Project Gunni Side Effects: Canid species prompt an exaggerated positive emotional reaction in conditioned civilians, resulting in major changes to home and work life in order to spend more time in the presence of canids. Containment Strategy: Memetic agent AMARANTH NIHIL was created to cause a measured disgust response to canids, in order to counteract these side effects. Soon after introduction, the most common species of canids became increasingly difficult to perceive, and as such this issue has been made inconsequential. Initiative: Project Niklas Side Effects: Although Samothracian refugees possess inherent antimemetic qualities, in groups they exert a pronounced perception-altering effect on nearby civilians that causes Project Niklas to fail, allowing civilians to perceive the holes in space present near hospitals and airports. This results in cascading errors in interpreting visual stimuli, followed by the onset of blindness. Containment Strategy: Memetic agent OCHRE BASALT has been created specifically to affect Samothracian refugees, inducing an aversion to contact with other refugees. While the former island of Samothrace is suspected to be uninhabitable, it is to be monitored to ensure no additional refugee constructs emerge. Initiative: Project Empty Machine Side Effects: The non-existence of symptoms previously associated with drowsiness has resulted in large swathes of civilians experiencing symptoms of acute sleep deprivation with no apparent cause. Containment Strategy: Memetic agents VERDANT GLIMPSE and FEARFUL HERON have been introduced to encourage and normalize the ingestion of stimulants and to streamline certain energy-consuming mental processes. Sleep deprivation has since declined. Initiative: Project Halicarnassus Side Effects: Despite the destruction of relevant cultural artifacts, approximately 1% of the civilian population still experience dreams in which the night sky appears as it did pre-20██. If these experiences are shared between individuals and found to be consistent, the internal contradiction with Project Halicarnassus results in immediate catatonia. Containment Strategy: The introduction of memetic agent GREEN WORLD has eliminated the recalling of dreams. An infovorous construct has rendered imperceptible any information supposing the existence of objects outside the solar system. 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SCP-3476 | safe | close Info X Author(s): JakdragonX, as a gift to Gabriel McQueen Title: SCP-3476 - A Place to Sever Stranded Heartstrings // Alex's Fountain Other Works: SCP-5346 - GUMP SCP-5963 - Dark Nights at ShowBiz Pizza Place More From This Author SEVERE CONTENT WARNING The following document contains scenes, logs, and depictions of extreme violence and death. While the Foundation is aware that the majority of our personnel may have already been briefed and/or exposed to these types of explicit content before, your safety continually remains our top priority. If you experience any severe discomfort or stress as a result of reading this document, please immediately report to your on-site Mental Health Physician or Therapist for assistance. Alternatively, you may return this document to your Supervisor. Thank you. — Dr. Jakob Reigen, Site-119 Coordinator Image depicts Dr. Malcolm Stevenson undergoing the anomalous effects of SCP-3476. The picture has been filtered and re-colored in order for better viewing of the individual SCP-3476-1 instances surrounding Dr. Stevenson's body. Item #: SCP-3476 Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-3476's location, Site-119 is hereby responsible for containing the anomaly. The McQueen Estate, located within Bend, Oregon, is to remain permanently closed from the general public. A small perimeter is to be enforced around the property itself at the discretion of Site-119's current policies and procedures. Local residents who are determined to have entered the McQueen Estate or the vicinity of SCP-3476 are to be interrogated, amnesticized, and subsequently re-integrated into the general public following standard protocol. Description: SCP-3476 is a series of phenomena that occur within a 4.5-meter vicinity of a cement structure resembling a fountain, located at the McQueen Estate in Deschutes County, Oregon. Around the base of SCP-3476, a series of thaumaturgic symbols have been discovered, although their meanings have yet to be identified. Whenever a subject who has experienced the death of a family member or close individual enters the vicinity of SCP-3476 for an extended amount of time, several instances of SCP-3476-1 will emerge from the subject. SCP-3476-1 is the designation given to a series of incorporeal red "strings" that will extend themselves upward at an indeterminable length.1 Individuals who have experienced the anomalous effects of SCP-3476 report feeling "tired" while under its influence. This also appears to be amplified by both the length of time the subject experiences SCP-3476, and how recently their aforementioned close individual has passed. Despite these negative effects, however, subjects have also attested to feeling physically closer to their deceased individual while in the vicinity of SCP-3476, which may cause some to continually stay nearby the anomaly. The underlying purpose and cause of these particular phenomena remain unclear, but it has been assumed by Foundation researchers that SCP-3476 may be siphoning chemical energy from affected subjects via SCP-3476-1 through currently unknown means. SCP-3476 was discovered after an incident involving the residents of the McQueen Estate prompted a criminal investigation by local authorities and integrated Foundation personnel. During this investigation, Foundation personnel were also able to retrieve a journal by Alex McQueen — the son of the late Jason McQueen who had owned the Estate prior — which had been buried near SCP-3476. A series of camera recordings were also captured and provided to Foundation personnel. Both have since been added to SCP-3476's documentation as they appear to indicate the origins of the anomaly. Addendum 3476-1 Recovered Documentation/Forensic Investigation Please Click to Access Content Please Click to Close Content Date: 2006/09/05 Dear D you know what? Fuck that, I'm not some kid—I'm 23 years old for God's sake. Why did he even recommend that I start it with that? Well anyways, It's been a hell-of-a-day. Frankly, I'm astounded that I even got out of the house, even after Laura2 convinced me that I probably wasn't doing myself any favors by staying home. She was always good at convincing me to do shit. Enough to have it even be slightly irritating at times. Doesn't she get that I'm just tired? Eh, whatever. I can't complain honestly, she usually ends up being right after all. The check-in at the Doctor's office went exactly how I expected it. I guess staying secluded in your house for as long as I have really fucks with your head. Hell, pile that alongside losing your half-decent Dad over the summer and you can expect how things'll go. I mean… damn. It's already been a few months and I still get chest pains just thinking about him. I used to remember all the townsfolk telling me about him while I was growing up. It was always the same thing: "Mr. Jason McQueen, huh? Yeah, he was a real charmer. The only businessman who could resurrect ole' Bend with a bit of charisma and a lot of luck." He had everyone around his finger, just ready to share their praise of him. Honestly though, he wasn't all that great. Anyways, after the check-in, they gave me the run-down of everything they noticed. Anger problems, extreme anxiety, the whole nine yards. It's pretty clear that I'll eventually have to come back and probably talk to some more therapists or something at a later time. They also gave me some stuff that'll help me out and this nifty journal to keep handy (I bet they figured I'd be able to write my feelings down instead of doing something else). I explained that I really didn't know what to do with the journal, so Doc said that if I did write I should treat it like I was writing to "a stranger" or "an old friend." Honestly, who knows what that even means. All my conversations usually just start and end after "hello." Hey, maybe that's how I'll start things next time. Good idea, me. Johnathon was supposed to stop by. Said that he wanted to hang out and watch the game. He's been my best friend since junior high. I was hoping to see him but he probably has his own problems—especially with that girl he's been dating. At least my high school sweetheart turned out better than his, though I suppose having a kid does make things tough. I just hope Jonathon is alright and prepared for whatever happens. I doubt they'll make it through the end of the year. Seems like I lost track of the time again. I hope Jaiden hasn't gotten into everything. She's an absolute handful, being an 8-month-old toddler and all. But damnit…. don't I love her. Alright, shit, I should probably go check on her before Laura gets on me. I don't want to stress her out anymore than I probably have already. Date: 2006/09/06 I remember when the police told me how my father died. I still can't shake the memory off even after 8 months. Apparently, it happened during the night, with an unfortunate late trip to his warehouse up near Redmond. A classic run-and-gun, or so I'm told. The dumbass had practically unloaded the entire magazine into Dad before he ran off. The fucking coward. Luckily they found the guy a little bit afterward. Some wild-looking creep from Tumalo or something. Man, just thinking about it now? I really wish they'd just snap his neck in half, and leave it at that. But… knowing the fucker will be behind a few prison bars for the rest of his miserable life is adequate for me. The news of his death put a lot of baggage on my shoulders. How was I supposed to live up to the legacy of a self-made millionaire and owner of the biggest business in Oregon? It came as a huge surprise to hear that he had willed his entire fortune onto me, including the house. Now here I am, moved in with a wife and child to stay for the foreseeable future. Of course, the place is great and all. I guess it kinda helps with the pain of losing him. Although, even if it's a bit cliche, I'd much prefer the flesh-and-blood of the man that somewhat raised me. He definitely wasn't perfect. There even was a long time where I didn't have him at all. But, especially when I got older, we kinda grew together. If that makes any sense. It's been a pretty good day (and decent week) so far. Laura and I are slowly getting comfortable with the new arrangement and Jaiden seems to be accustoming well to her new room. Johnathon also shot me a text earlier this week, apologizing about last time. So, everything seems to be working back into place. Now the only thing that needs to happen is for me to get out of my head. Hell, sometimes I wish I could just forget everything, or pretend like I haven't been feeling any pain, you know? Hell, maybe such a thing does exist… a "forget everything" pill. Or maybe even a magic spell or something. Like Dad used to talk about. Damn… Dad and his magic. There's no way in hell that I could forget about that. He practically had an obsession with it, always making new intricate symbols on pieces of paper or whatever else he could get his hands on. He taught me a lot about it a few years ago, occasionally gave me lessons or whatnot. Obviously, I haven't had much time to really sit down and figure it all out yet, but it's nice to know where I get my tendencies from. Like father, like son, yeah? Well, anyway. I got a life to get back to, and Lord knows how much I'm using this journal as an excuse to procrastinate. Until next time I suppose. Date: 2006/10/02 Laura and I got in some stupid fight today. This sometimes happens and we usually get past it but honestly, they're just so annoying to deal with. It wasn't even a meaningful argument, just one of those "who-did-what-with-Jaiden" fights. Nothing productive ended up happening. Well, that's not really true—I didn't explode on her or anything. There wasn't even an urge to get that angry. It seems like that trip to the Doctors really worked out after all. I guess the journal has also been effective in keeping the temper down, huh? Well besides our dispute, Jaiden is doing perfectly well. All she ever does is crawl around like a mad-man and play with her toys. It's always fun to watch, especially when there's nothing else to do. Sometimes I feel like I could just watch her all day and never be bored. It's a good feeling to have. Deschutes may not be all that interesting, but having my little girl around living life to her fullest will never get old. Speaking of getting old, I guess it's about time I went back to work. I mean, I don't really need too. Especially not after Dad dying. But I can't live off someone else's success forever. And besides that, it's only right that I get out of the house and provide. It's what he'd want if nothing else. To take his place and become the responsible adult? It would be killing two birds with one stone and honestly, that makes me a little excited to get started. Oh yeah, I've been reading up on some of his magical stuff too. He had kept some notes of all the stuff he was working on in his room. The shit is absolutely insane. There's mention of "defensive barriers" and "summoning spells." I think I even saw something about necromancy in one of his journals. I should try and see if any of this still works or not. Should be an interesting time. Honestly I still can't stop feeling like everything is about to go wrong. It's like a constant knot in my stomach, never loosening or untying. Maybe it's just the pessimism kicking in. Regardless, I just have no idea what to do. I'll maybe talk to Laura about it all, and see what she thinks. Hopefully, she's calmed down since our talk. Wish me luck. Date: 2006/10/24 Johnathon and I finally went to the bar last Tuesday. I hadn't seen him for practically months. So being able to sit down, drink a beer, and chat about life was refreshing. I couldn't help but notice that he looked a little tired though. The dark circles around his eyes really stuck out like an eyesore. I thought about saying something to him but, in fear of potentially upsetting him, I decided against it. Well, for now. Just in case: here's my little reminder to try and talk to him about Janet next time I see him. I'm sure he's fine but I still think it's only fair that I try and help him out. Laura and I are doing fine. Fights are becoming less frequent, but more intense. I honestly can't tell whether or not that's an improvement. But all relationships have their hardships, yeah? It's just one of those things you got to work through. I just try and remind myself to be thankful that I have her and Jaiden at all, even if there were some moments where I wish she'd stop acting like she was right all of the time. It almost makes it hard for me to express myself around her like she doesn't even care. It's just so goddamn frustrating sometimes. Things could always be worse, I suppose. I'll come back to this again whenever something pop's up. Date: 2006/11/02 Hey again. I'm surprised. Ever since that check-in, everything has been somewhat smooth. It's been several months and I have yet to burst into any sort of rage. Plus, life just seems to be looking up to me right now. I got money in the bank, a beautiful wife and child, and a beautiful home. Seems like the world really can turn you on your head. Oh, speaking of which. I tried asking Johnathon about Janet. He did what I exactly thought he'd do: avoided it completely. Okay look, I respected his decision to stray away from that subject. But it still doesn't make me worry any less about him. I mean, that's my dude. Johnathon has been there for thick-and-thin and it's just frustrating that he's being so secretive. I was secretive once too, but that was until I lashed out and attacked someone I cared about. nevermind, it's irrelevant. Well, other than Johnathon, everything else seem's to be normal. Jaiden has been trying to go outside more recently with the help of Laura. She just discovered the fountain in our backyard—her mother's and my old get-together spot back in-the-day. We'd use to hang around there for hours, talking about the school assignments or the new music and everything else. It was our little hidden spot. Man… I should probably see if I can't fix it up, huh? It stopped working years ago after a fight between me and our old dog, Obi, broke the nozzle. Wow, what a bad day that was. You couldn't imagine how many times I had to apologize to my Dad. He didn't really even care, which was probably the saddest part about it all. I just realized how much easier it is to talk about Dad. Not even just in writing, but with practically everything now. Maybe I've just gotten to that point in the grief cycle? You know, the whole "acceptance" thing? I mean, it feels like I've accepted it. I miss him, sure. But I can't do much for someone who can't be here. That was a hard truth that I spent a lot of time and energy fighting against. But I've learned. Which, is really the only thing anyone can do, so I'm not mad at myself or anything. I almost just caught my damn finger on fire trying to write this rune. Fuck. I'll have to write in this again later. Date: 2006/11/22 I can't seem to put my finger on how or why, but Laura has been acting differently recently. She's been more erratic and reserved ever since the beginning of this month. I tried asking her what was wrong, and she just shrugged me off like it was nothing to worry about. I'm trying to respect her privacy but, at the same time, I'm beginning to get nervous that I'm doing something wrong. We're still married and everything but that certificate doesn't always mean a lifetime guarantee. I'm just beginning to get antsy. Hell, even when we sleep she starts to move away from me in the covers. Speaking of sleep: the night terrors are coming back. And now they're worse than ever before. Every night I'm having dreams of monsters finding different ways to slit my throat or dismember me. Sometimes my dreams aren't anything like that at all—but instead, I'm falling endlessly. It's almost like I can feel whenever I'm just about to hit solid ground, but always wake up just before the impact. I wonder if anyone else ever has those types of dreams? Or if it's just me? Maybe I should get some melatonin before I start to lose any more sleep. Man, I sometimes wonder what the hell I'm gonna do when Jaiden starts going to school in a few years. When she starts to grow up and all that comes with it. What if she gets hurt? What if someone decided that they wanted to hurt her? Hell, what would I even do after hearing news like that? What would I do to them? Fuck it, I know exactly what I'd do. Tear the motherfucker's arms from his sockets and shove his eye's down his throat so he could watch himself choke to death. Probably cut off his index fingers and shove them so far into his nostrils that the fucker can feel his brain being poked. Maybe that's a bit too much right now. I guess the lack of sleep has really been getting to me. Maybe even some frustration with Laura and Johnathon. Yeah, him too. We haven't been hanging out as much recently. He's still dealing with some stuff at home, apparently. Janet isn't working out. They're probably splitting apart if they haven't already. But… he still isn't telling me everything. I can feel it. He's really starting to piss me off about it too. Not because I'm trying to be nosey or anything, but the fact that he's hiding a critical part of himself from the dude who wants to help him is pretty annoying. Like, he wouldn't even have to tell me about his situation. I just need to know if he's alright. These little trips to the bar on the weekends aren't going to always help him. What the hell do I do? I wish Dad had written some magic for making people feel better. Date: 2006/12/05 I remember back in my childhood when I shoved a burnt, dead cat's head into my bully's mailbox. It wasn't unusual for me to hurt animals. I didn't really mean any ill-intention behind most of it. I was just angry, mad at the world and at all of my problems. I had nothing else to go to whenever I got in my head, you know? I never really had many friends in elementary school or played any sports. For most of my life, I was stuck in this house, doing nothing but thinking. So I guess it was always easier to cope when I knew that something had it worse than I did. If that makes any sort of sense. I remember this bully of mine, Greg. He used to always pick on me in the hallways before lunch. He even got his friends together to beat my ass before school one day (it was one of the only fights I ever got into). I came home that night so bruised and bloodied that Dad had to help patch me up after work. It was one of the few times he came to my rescue and helped me when I was a young kid. But that didn't stop the rage in me just begging for revenge. I knew that I had to get back at Greg for what he did. I remember thinking to myself, "how do I make sure this kid never tries to hurt me again?" Luckily, I also knew that Greg had this outside cat, some gray fucker who would always stray away from the neighborhood. I eventually decided to bike over to his place in search of his wandering pet. It practically took the entire night but I managed to grab him. He was hiding near the backend of the Ceshire's place near Destiny Road. I already had my Dad's kitchen knife ready, stashed in my backpack for safekeeping. I also took the liberty of remembering some of his magical symbols and whatnot, just in case. It took another hour before I finally had my gift ready for Greg. Who'd of thought that a dull kitchen knife would make such a messy cut? After that though, I finally found the will to make one of those ritual-symbol things that Dad always made. Caused the dumbass cat to explode in flames. I was lucky enough to have been alone—otherwise, the neighbors would've definitely seen the light-show I accidentally caused. It was worth it in the end, finally getting that clump of dead fur in his mailbox. I remember going to school the next day feeling so proud of myself. Greg didn't show up for days. But when he did? He stayed far, far away from me. He even moved away after another month, I think. No more problems from Greg. And nobody else after they heard the story. I was somehow lucky enough to not ever get caught which still blows my mind. You know, I'm sorry. I don't really know why this thought came into my mind. I'm practically confessing to the murder of some stupid kid's cat after all. I guess this journal is helping me after all if I'm comfortable enough to be dropping memories like this without fearing the consequences. I like to also think I've somewhat changed. Call it growth, or whatever the hell else you can come up with. Jaiden's getting into the cabinets again. Adios. Date: 2006/12/15 I'm thinking about installing one of those new security camera units in the house soon. Not really wanting to tell Laura about it yet. She's still been acting a little odd whenever I try talking to her. Originally I thought she was just in a funk about something, but now I can't help but be a little suspicious. I mean, I'm trying my hardest to give her the benefit of the doubt. But it's hard to not be curious after a while. And no, I'm not really trying to spy on Laura or something. That'd be absurd. The biggest reason for installing some cameras around the house would be for Jaidens safety, obviously. This is a pretty big house, much bigger than many other places nearby. I wouldn't be surprised if would-be-burglars tried robbing us. Well, they could try. They wouldn't get too far without getting pumped full of buckshot. What else are guns for, right? I wonder if I'm ever doing enough. Sometimes I feel like I should go visit my other family down south, for Dad's sake. I mean, I really wouldn't have much reason to anyway. Those fuckers practically ignored me while I struggled back in my early kid years. The only things I really had were myself and my toys. Dad wasn't ever home which meant that I handled all of my own problems for a while. Did I do it successfully? Probably not. But then again, who was ever keeping track of me? Well, anyway. I figure I should take some time to head their way, at least once. Maybe they've changed after the funeral? One can only hope. Date: 2006/12/19 I went ahead and installed all the cameras. And you know, I really wasn't expecting much. But after only a few days I'm really starting to see why Laura has been acting weird. Why in the absolute fuck is Johnathon coming over when I'm not home? Are you kidding? Are those two fucking insane? There is no goddamn excuse for him to be over when I'm not home with Laura and Jaiden. Absolutely fucking none. Doesn't he have Ryan and Janet?! Why is he coming over then?! I swear I'm going to kill that son-of-a-bitch if he's doing what I think he's doing I need to calm the fuck down. I have no idea what's happening and I'm pissed off. I'm thinking about taking tomorrow off work, just so I can linger near the house and watch what happens. I won't slam Laura or him with it either. Not right now. Date: 2006/12/20 I couldn't even sleep beside Laura last night. And then today I managed to catch them again. They still haven't noticed the cameras, the fucking idiots. This time Johnathon was getting all handsy with her, all while Jaiden was still napping in her room. I'm shocked that they didn't wake up the entire goddamn county, with how loud they were fucking moaning in my bed. I'm so utterly dumbfounded. I can't actually believe what I'm seeing. I fucking trusted her, AND him. Why in the hell are they smooching up on each other behind my back?! Why is she doing this to me? Why is he! A part of me is reminding myself to breathe. Another is telling me to grab my gun and fill both of them full of fucking lead, regardless of what happens. Who'd of thought that Deschutes would be full of goddamn clowns like these two? Trust me, I'll be getting my fucking revenge soon. Count on it. Date: 2006/12/22 I wonder how Ryan is doing. I'll probably pay him a visit tonight. Yeah, a nice little visit. Johnathon wants to go behind my back and murder my relationships? Fine, he can fucking do it. I'll just have to remind him of what the, "like father, like son" saying really fucking means. He doesn't think I won't do something drastic like setting them all on fire or something? Or that I won't make sure this fucker doesn't get what he deserves? Trying to poison my child? As if! This son-of-a-bitch doesn't think I won't make this all look like a double-homicide and suicide, with no note? He should've known better. Damnit I should've known better—when he started to act weird… He better hope that I calm the hell down before I make it to his house up in Bend. Otherwise, it'll be Hell on Earth for this fucker. Literally. Wish me luck. Addendum 3476-2 Collective Recorded Footage at McQueen Estate Please Click to Access Content Please Click to Close Content VIDEO LOG - RECOVERED SURVELLIANCE DATE: 2006/12/22 NOTE: Footage was compiled and recorded directly from the security feed recovered from the McQueen Estate following a forensic investigation. No audio had been recovered. It was also discovered that this feed had been attempted to be deleted, presumably by Alex McQueen. However, Foundation personnel and programmed webcrawlers were able to successfully retrieve most of the recordings before deletion could occur. [BEGIN LOG - 10:51 P.M. (LOCAL TIME)] <— Camera 01 - Driveway —-> Camera footage begins with perspective panning from the corner of the Estate, overlooking a long driveway. After a few seconds, a black vehicle can be seen slowly pulling into the farthest end of the driveway, its lights shut off. After the car parks, a silhouetted figure, now identified as Alex McQueen, exits from the driver's seat. McQueen then shuts the door and makes his way to the rear end of the automobile. After a moment McQueen can be seen opening the rear compartment, which obscures him from the camera briefly. After a few seconds, McQueen shuts the compartment and can be seen carrying a large black bag over his left shoulder—roughly the length of 1 meter. McQueen travels upwards towards the camera, turning slightly to the front entrance. He arrives and promptly opens the door, slowly making his way inside. <— Camera 02 - Living Room —> Camera footage is located within a TV stand that points directly towards the wall perpendicular to the front door, observing a long black sofa and a coffee table. McQueen emerges from the far-right side of the screen and slowly closes the door leading into the Living Room. McQueen then makes his way towards the sofa, throwing the black bag onto it as he does so. Afterward, he pauses, looks at the bag, and shakes his head. McQueen continues, looking around at his immediate vicinity before heading away from the camera and into the Kitchen. <— Camera 04 - Kitchen —> McQueen enters the Kitchen from the far-left side of the screen, with the recording observing the entirety of the Kitchen and Dining Room from a potted plant in the far corner. As he appears on-camera, McQueen enters the area beyond the island in the center of the room, towards a series of cabinets and drawers that sit beside the sink and oven. After a brief moment, McQueen can be seen opening and searching these drawers. The camera is obscured by the placement of the island. After an additional 40 seconds, McQueen pulls an unidentifiable object from a drawer, momentarily staring at it. McQueen then retreats from the Kitchen and slowly makes his way towards the Living Room. It should be further noted that the object McQueen carries can be seen after he steps away from the island, which appears to be an ordinary kitchen knife. <— Camera 06 - Upstairs Hallway - Main —> Camera perspective overlooks a single hallway, with an opening to a spiral staircase being visible from the corner of the screen. McQueen can be seen heading from the Living Room and up towards the staircase in a slightly crouched position. After a few moments, McQueen makes his way past the staircase and into the hallway itself, which contains a series of closed doors that span across the entirety of the length of the room. McQueen begins slowly walking along the right side of the wall, heading towards the other end of the hallway. He continues on his path, momentarily stopping at several points throughout the recording, presumably out of fear of being detected. McQueen makes his way to a door that leads into the Master Bedroom. He sits there momentarily, his hand on the knob as his breathing visibly quickens. After another second McQueen bursts the door fully open. <— Camera 07 - Bedroom 1 —> Camera is located on an end-drawer, nearby a wardrobe, and a lamp. The perspective overlooks the bed, the door into the bathroom, and the entryway into the room itself. The recording begins with McQueen rushing into the Bedroom, with Johnathon Steele sitting up from the bed. McQueen enters the room yelling, as Steele sits up from his position. The two exchange words as McQueen quickly walks over to the bed. Meanwhile, Steele moves away from the mattress and towards the opposite corner of the room. The covers previously surrounding Steele also slide off of him, exposing his nude body to the camera. Steele speaks again before McQueen snarls and quickens his pace. His trajectory has now shifted from the bed and towards Steele himself. Steele again tries to say several more words but is cut off by McQueen lashing his left arm to swing at him. Steele raises his arms to defend his face, which suppresses the impact of McQueen's attack. McQueen's hand reels backward. Steele changes positions, clasping his hands together as he appears to beg. Presumably for McQueen to cease his attack. McQueen attempts another attack, which causes Steele to lunge away and jump back onto the bed. McQueen misses, momentarily spinning before stopping himself. Steele attempts to remove himself from the bed. He is unsuccessful as McQueen apprehends Steele's left foot, dragging him closer. Steele can be seen struggling in attempts to set himself free from McQueen. It is again unsuccessful as Steele is further dragged closer towards McQueen, who has now retrieved his kitchen knife. The two further struggle before Steele lays below his attacker. McQueen readies the knife in his right hand. McQueen yells briefly before raising his knife and thrusting it downward towards Steele. The knife successfully hits Steele, stabbing him right below the base of Steele's right shoulder. Steele screams, struggling as McQueen successfully pulls himself fully atop of Steele, who is now sprawled on the mattress. McQueen visibly grins as he continues thrusting his knife into Steele. Steele has since ceased struggling. As McQueen continues, a pool of blood begins to form underneath the two, staining the mattress and covers beneath. After a few seconds of stabbing Laura McQueen can be seen opening the bathroom door, which lies adjacent to the bed where Steele and McQueen are currently positioned. As she does this McQueen quickly jumps off of Steele, who has stopped moving entirely. Laura quickly runs out of the bathroom holding a towel and sees McQueen and Steele. After a moment Laura quickly raises her hands to her mouth, attempting to suppress a scream. McQueen sees Laura and walks towards her. Laura attempts to vocalize as tears begin to form in her eyes. She steps back into the bathroom. McQueen beckons Laura to come towards him as he tries to grab her. She dodges him by buckling her knees and falling onto the floor of the bathroom. McQueen becomes more violent, now seizing Laura by her hair and dragging her onto her feet and into the Bedroom. As he does this Laura can be seen struggling, crying as she is pulled towards the bed. Once she is in an adequate position McQueen places his hand under Laura's chin and forces her to look at Steele, who has not moved since the initial interaction. Laura attempts to yell but is cut off by the presence of McQueen's hand covering her mouth. McQueen begins grinning. The two exchange words, which causes Laura to cry more aggressively. Her continued attempts to break free of her assailant's grasp fail. McQueen pulls Laura away from the bed, towards the door leading into the hallway. Laura attempts to scream and squirm away from McQueen but is unable to. McQueen smiles, wildly tugging her hair as he leads the two from the hallway and towards the staircase. McQueen speaks to Laura throughout the interaction. After several more minutes of struggling, the two leave the area. <— Camera 11 - Backyard —> 3 minutes removed for brevity. The camera's perspective overlooks the backyard, a small pathway leading towards SCP-3476, and the backend of the McQueen Estate from a nearby tree. The recording captures McQueen dragging Laura by her hair outside of a sliding backdoor. As they approach, McQueen can be seen conversing with Laura as she continues screaming. McQueen slowly leads the two towards SCP-3476, which is nearly 20 meters away from the McQueen Estate. The two progress further as McQueen continues to talk to Laura. After a brief moment, Laura quickly responds—causing McQueen to pause. He then slams Laura's body down onto the ground, pinning her down. McQueen smiles. After several seconds McQueen lifts Laura from the ground, once again dragging her towards SCP-3476. They have reached the halfway point between it and the Estate. McQueen suddenly snaps his head backward towards Laura, who appears to have said something upsetting. McQueen's face contorts into a sneer before his left-hand grabs her throat. McQueen shouts at Laura, who attempts to remove McQueen's hand from her neck. After several seconds, McQueen retracts his arm. He then quickens his pace, causing Laura to also speed up in unison. Laura has now begun sobbing. They have reached the vicinity of SCP-3476. McQueen and Laura pause as they look towards each other. McQueen says something to Laura, who responds by shaking her head. McQueen appears to repeat himself. Laura tries to struggle free from McQueen. She is successful in loosening his grip enough in order to attempt an escape. McQueen can be seen running after her. After a moment, Laura jumps onto her feet. Following a brief chase, McQueen reaches Laura and manages to grab her right arm. Laura is suddenly jerked backward by the force of his grip, causing her to collapse onto the ground. McQueen smirks as Laura begins to scream again. McQueen drags her towards him. Laura tries to crawl away from McQueen. She is unsuccessful. McQueen gets atop Laura, who lays with her back facing the ground. As he does so, he once again raises his knife in preparation for an attack. McQueen yells at Laura as she continues to struggle. McQueen then thrusts his knife from above his head and into Laura. The knife plunges just below her diaphragm. She gasps and coughs as McQueen shakes the knife in his hand. McQueen begins thrusting the knife repeatedly, screaming as he does so. Laura ceases struggling and lays still after several knife wounds. After nearly 2 minutes of continuous stabbing, McQueen's attack slows. He stops after another 34 seconds. At this point, it appears that Laura had been stabbed 11 consecutive times. McQueen slumps, dropping his head towards Laura as he tosses his knife aside. He remains in this position for several minutes as he begins breathing heavier and heavier. After another minute, McQueen can be seen softly sobbing. McQueen's cries become increasingly more aggressive as he pounds his fist into the ground beside Laura's body. He becomes still again, which lasts for nearly a minute. Afterward, McQueen sits up, looking around. The camera is able to capture his face which is now smeared in blood and sweat. His gaze shifts to Laura and then towards SCP-3476. After another brief moment of silence, McQueen can be seen smirking slightly. He mutters something to himself, looking towards Laura's body as he does so. McQueen's smile widens. [RECORDING CUT - 12:03 A.M. (LOCAL TIME)] FINAL NOTE: At the time of writing, local authorities have been unable to locate Alex McQueen and his daughter Jaiden McQueen despite ongoing searches. When first responders arrived at the McQueen Estate, they were able to recover the bodies of Johnathon Steele and Ryan Steele who were officially declared deceased the following night. However, the body of Laura McQueen remains missing. Addendum 3476-3 Important Update Please Click to Access Information Please Click to Close Information On 2007/02/03, Foundation personnel responsible for researching SCP-3476 reported that additional SCP-3476-1 instances were being detected below subjects. These instances were also leading downward, towards the base of SCP-3476 itself. When Foundation personnel excavated the region for further investigation, it was discovered that the SCP-3476-1 instances were leading towards the remains of Laura L. McQueen, hereby designated as SCP-3476-2, which had been presumably buried by Alex McQueen before his disappearance. Alongside SCP-3476-2, a slight engraving, and several more thaumaturgic symbols had been scratched into the lower base of SCP-3476 itself, with the writing matching that of Alex McQueen: If anyone that knows me happens to see this, I'm sorry. I didn't think my anger would lead to this. I can fix it I swear. Just please, lend me your strength so I can do what's right and correct my mistakes. - AM On-site autopsical analysis of SCP-3476-2 has determined that, despite some minor deterioration, rapid cell regeneration and vital organ restoration was detected throughout 73% of the entire body. More research pending as to the correlation between this discovery and the anomalous effects of SCP-3476 on other subjects. Footnotes 1. All attempts to measure SCP-3476-1 have been repeatedly unsuccessful. 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SCP-3477 | euclid | close Info X SCP-3477: Will the Real Harold Holt Please Stand Up? Author: stormbreath Image: Portrait of Harold Holt, M.H.R. for Fawkner, Victoria View more of my articles here. Related Articles Document 3477-2 Document-3477 #2 - Complete List of SCP-3477 Instances SCP-1680 Due to similarities to SCP-3477, a direct link between the two phenomena is under investigation. Vacation Opportunity Star transition to the same room. Harold Holt is now sitting in the chair. Biological Grafts allow it to be identified as SCP-3477-1. Bar reads "Harold Holt - Prime Minister of Australia". SCP-4034 The copies are currently being held in standard humanoid containment cells at Site-72, due to the site's experience with containing clones. Inspiration and Similar SCP-1041 At time of writing, one hundred and nineteen narratives of SCP-1041's life, supported by reliable documentation and witness testimony, have been compiled; thirty-five further narratives most likely exist, but currently lack reliable documentation. SCP-2404 SCP-2404-1 refers to itself as "Enki", and claims to be the Sumerian deity of the same name. SCP-2404-2 also refers to itself as "Enki", and claims to be an extraterrestrial being that visited prehistoric Sumer approximately 8000 years ago. SCP-2736 SCP-2736 consists of two biologically-identical adult males, SCP-2736-1 and SCP-2736-2; as far as can be ascertained, both are former U.S. President Richard M. Nixon. by stormbreath SCP-3477-0, as Prime Minister of Australia Item #: SCP-3477 Special Containment Procedures: Each instance of SCP-3477 is to be contained in a separate Standard Humanoid Anomaly Containment Cell modified appropriately for each instance located at Site-72. Instances may be informed of the existence of other instances, but are not to be allowed contact with each other. Each specific instance of SCP-3477 has specialized containment procedures relating to its specific properties. For full containment details, consult Document-3477 #1. Description: SCP-3477 is a collection of anomalous humanoids, each claiming to be the 17th Prime Minister of Australia Harold Holt (henceforth referred to as SCP-3477-0). SCP-3477-0 disappeared while swimming in December 1967 and is officially presumed dead. There are currently 34 instances of SCP-3477 contained by the Foundation. While each instance of SCP-3477 displays unique anomalous properties, all physically resemble SCP-3477-0 and are genetically identical. All individuals claim to be SCP-3477-0 and, through varying methods, to have gained some form of immortality before their alleged death, which they faked in order to avoid public suspicion. No instance of SCP-3477 has been aware of the existence of other SCP-3477 instances unless introduced to each other by Foundation operatives. All accounts given by SCP-3477 of their lives are identical up until the point at which they acquired their anomalous properties. All individuals professed being interested in acquiring immortality at any price before their death, and as such attempted to achieve this. At this point, the first divergence occurs. Each instance of SCP-3477 utilizes a different method of acquiring immortality.1 The majority of SCP-3477 instances can have their backgrounds corroborated by other individuals.2 Despite contradicting each other on numerous instances, the stories given by each instance of SCP-3477 appear to be true and accurate. SCP-3477 instances have incredibly similar psychological profiles. During double-blind clinical analysis of SCP-3477's mental states, psychologists have reported almost no difference between individual members of SCP-3477 unrelated to their anomalous qualities. SCP-3477 however does not represent a hivemind, as instances do not share new information between each other.3 It is currently unknown if SCP-3477-0 is a current instance of SCP-3477 contained by the Foundation. There is no way to determine if an instance is SCP-3477-0, if any instance of SCP-3477 is genuinely SCP-3477-0, or if there is only one instance that is SCP-3477-0. Notable SCP-3477 Instances Notable SCP-3477 Instances Instance Anomalous Properties Additional Notes SCP-3477-1 SCP-3477-1 has been subjected to numerous biological grafts, giving it sharklike skin, the ability to breathe underwater, reduced aging, and multiple sets of teeth. SCP-3477-1 was the first instance of SCP-3477 discovered in 1970, and was initially believed to be SCP-3477-0. SCP-3477-1 was discovered on the shore of Victoria, Australia, where SCP-3477-0 went missing. SCP-3477-1 claims to have been modified by "The Great Barrier Reef Empire-In-Exile", a group composed of intelligent dolphins living off the shore of Victoria. SCP-3477-1 claims to have pledged to help the GBREIE reclaim the Great Barrier Reef in exchange for its modifications. SCP-3477-2 SCP-3477-2 is an instance of SCP-742-1, and claims to have been infected during 1967. The SCP-742-1 instance that infected SCP-3477-2 died shortly after infecting SCP-3477-2. SCP-3477-2 was originally captured during an operation during 1971 to quarantine an outbreak of SCP-742 in Canberra, Australia and was noted to strongly resemble SCP-3477-0. It was then discovered that SCP-3477-1 was already in containment, and the designation for SCP-3477 was expanded. SCP-3477-3 [DATA EXPUNGED] SCP-3477-3 served as O5-7, having been recruited by the Foundation under the belief that it was SCP-3477-0. When SCP-3477-1 was discovered, it was believed that it was merely a mimic of SCP-3477-0, but as more SCP-3477 instances were contained, the O5 Council voted (12-1) to classify SCP-3477-3 as an instance. SCP-3477-8 SCP-3477-8 is an animate human skeleton that is genetically identical to other SCP-3477 instances. The joints of SCP-3477-8 are held together by an unidentified black substance, which cannot be removed or broken down for testing. SCP-3477-8 lacks vocal cords and communicates via sign language. SCP-3477-8 has conveyed to researchers that it contacted a necromancer to become transformed into its current state. SCP-3477-11 SCP-3477-11 appears to be biologically immortal, and shows no signs of medical aging. It claims to have gained its anomalous properties through "forbidden molasses-based alchemy." SCP-3477-11 has never learned about or interacted with William Henry Seward. SCP-3477-13 SCP-3477-13 has had numerous mechanical augmentations, having replaced most limbs and sensory organs with clockwork replacement parts. These modifications are typical for the process of "Standardization" in GoI-004B. SCP-3477-13 and SCP-3477-14 are the only two instances of SCP-3477 to have come into contact with one another before containment by the Foundation. SCP-3477-13 and -14 were discovered having a religious debate with one another during a violent clash between GoI-004B (The Cogwork Orthodox Church) and GoI-0537 (The Sinew Brotherhood).4 SCP-3477-14 SCP-3477-14 has numerous mutations, including the replacement of the left forearm with four tentacles and relocation of the left forearm to the right arm. SCP-3477-14 has been implanted with an SK-BIO Type Z. SCP-3477-14 is genetically human, despite obvious morphological differences and the inability of baseline humans to support such changes. SCP-3477-14 was a võlutaar in GoI-0537 (The Sinew Brotherhood), the most active Sarkic group in Australia. See Additional Notes for SCP-3477-13. SCP-3477-19 SCP-3477-19 is a noncorporeal humanoid entity physically resembling SCP-3477-0. SCP-3477-19 was able to direct Foundation agents to the grave of a corpse (referred to as SCP-3477-19-1) genetically identical to other SCP-3477 instances, claiming said body formerly belonged to it before its transformation. SCP-3477-19 claims to have determined how to transcend physical form by researching esoteric religious texts, and completed the transformation after forsaking all possessions. However, the process necessary to transcend physical form required the ritualistic suicide of SCP-3477-19, producing SCP-3477-19-1. SCP-3477-23 SCP-3477-23 is a humanoid animatronic resembling SCP-3477-0, and claims to have transferred its conscious from its original organic body into the animatronic with the assistance of Marshall, Carter and Dark. SCP-3477-23 was recovered during a raid on an MC&D facility, where it was working in order to pay off its contract.5 According to documentation recovered on site, SCP-3477-23 was inspired by SCP-2776. SCP-3477-25 SCP-3477-25 has had numerous body parts removed and replaced with arboreal replicas, including a right leg constructed out of eucalyptus wood and hair consisting of assorted grass species native to Australia. SCP-3477-25 is able to sustain itself upon photosynthesis. SCP-3477-25 has been branded with numerous glyphs of Daevic origin. SCP-3477-25 claims to have discovered information on Daevic culture and determined how to replicate their herbomancy. SCP-3477-30 SCP-3477-30 has regenerative properties, which allow it to regenerate any body part. While SCP-3477-30 ages, its regenerated bodyparts are biologically 59.6 To prevent itself from aging, SCP-3477-30 periodically removes bodyparts and regenerates them. SCP-3477-30 was handed over to Foundation operatives during a collaboration deal with the Global Occult Coalition, which had apprehended it as NTE-1997-Red. The GOC had refrained from terminating SCP-3477-30 under the belief that it was SCP-3477-0. SCP-3477-34 SCP-3477-34 is perpetually on fire. While it does not appear to be harmed by the fire, its body has become charred and burnt after several decades of burning. SCP-3477-34 remains burning despite the lack of any fuel source. SCP-3477-34 claims that it will remain alive as long as it remains on fire, and that extinguishing the fire would kill it. As such, testing involving extinguishing the fire of SCP-3477-34 (such as removing oxygen or submerging SCP-3477-34 into water) have been indefinitely postponed. For a full list of SCP-3477 instances, see Document-3477 #2. Intake Interview Intake Interview The following interview has been conducted nearly identically for each instance of SCP-3477, as each responds almost identically for each question. While there are minor differences between each instance, the vast majority of each interview is the same. Each instance responds to each question with almost identical wording, with most differences being the addition of more modern colloquialisms. BEGIN LOG Dr. Thatcher: Hello. Please clearly state your name for the purposes of the interview. SCP-3477-34: I am Harold Holt, former Australian Prime Minister. Dr. Thatcher: Thank you. Please describe your anomalies. SCP-3477-34: Oh, you mean my immortality? Why, of course. I set myself on fire, channeling my life force into the fire. The fire is an eternal flame, and its fuel is the very essence of fire. As long as this fire burns, I will continue to live. Dr. Thatcher: And what drove you to seek this form of immortality? SCP-3477-34: Well, I had always wanted to live forever, you see. Ever since I was a child. But I knew that could never be the case. Then, I get elected Prime Minister and then your Foundation, the Manna Charitable Foundation, the Global Occult Coalition, the Horizon Initiative, they're all calling me, trying to get my ear.7 All of a sudden, I realize that my dreams are within reach. Dr. Thatcher: Could you elaborate more on your fear of death? SCP-3477-34: Of course. I've been afraid of dying since I was just a boy. Complete terror at the thought of ever not being alive. And I resolved when I was a boy that I would stop that, that I wouldn't let myself ever die. But to the normal man, that can't happen. Nobody lives forever, and there's nothing you can do to stop death. But then I found out that magic was real. I had built a life in politics, but that wasn't important anymore. Immortality was my only goal. Dr. Thatcher: But why did you choose setting yourself on fire? SCP-3477-34: Well, I had some top men look for ways to get me immortality. They came back with a couple of methods, but I chose self-immolation because I thought that it was one of the safest: there will always be fire, and as long as there is fire, I will continue to burn. Dr. Thatcher: Do you remember what some of these other methods were? SCP-3477-34: No, not really. I think there were vampires, some religious cults, a few other things. Dr. Thatcher: And these didn't interest you? SCP-3477-34: I suppose in another life, I could have gone for one. But I chose fire. You know, I was wondering when the Foundation would get ahold of me. Dr. Thatcher: What do you mean? SCP-3477-34: Well, I didn't do the best job keeping myself secret. I got pretty careless a couple times. Also, I've been on fire for the past fifty years. Dr. Thatcher: Mr. Holt, the Foundation happens to have several other individuals claiming to be Harold Holt in containment. SCP-3477-34: Is that so? How many? Dr. Thatcher: You are the thirty-fourth Harold Holt we have contained. SCP-3477-34: So you don't believe I'm the real Harold Holt, do you? Dr. Thatcher: Unfortunately, we cannot verify any Harold Holt as real. SCP-3477-34: That doesn't put me in a good situation, does it? Dr. Thatcher: You will receive standard humanoid containment measures. Thank you for your time, Mr. Holt. You've answered all our standard questions for Harold Holts with standard answers. END LOG Group Testing Group Testing On 09/08/2017, all thirty-four instances of SCP-3477 were introduced to one another, in an attempt to determine the veracity of their identities. Each SCP-3477 instance was seated at a large circular table and physically isolated from other instances, allowing each instance to see all other instances without being allowed to physically come into contact with one another. BEGIN LOG All instances except -3, -13 and -14: Oh! I had been told there were others, but I didn't quite believe it until now. Stranger things have happened, I suppose. SCP-3477-13 and SCP-3477-14: Ah, we meet again! I suppose we are the only two to have met each other before! All instances: I suppose we all think alike, and therefore all react the same. All instances: Well, you know what they say about great minds! All instances begin laughing. All instances: I think we should introduce ourselves, in numerical order. SCP-3477-1: I'll begin. I, Harold Holt, had dolphins graft shark parts onto me to make me age like a shark, so I could live forever. SCP-3477-2: I, Harold Holt, allowed myself to become infected by a vampire and then had my biter killed, so I could live forever. SCP-3477-3: I, Harold Holt, [DATA EXPUNGED], so I could live forever. [FULL CONVERSATION ELIDED] Researcher's Note: All instances began by saying "I, Harold Holt," and ended with "so I could live forever." SCP-3477-34: I, Harold Holt, set myself on fire, so I could live forever. All instances: Well, it was nice to meet all of you! All instances: Now, I question why the Foundation would have put us together in one location. All instances: Perhaps they are trying to see if us interacting will prove or disprove our claims of being the true Harold Holt? All instances: In that case, let's all tell a story the real Harold Holt would know. My name is Harold Holt and I was born in Stanmore, New South Wales on August 5th, 1908. [FULL CONVERSATION ELIDED] Researcher's Note: All instances gave the same information in unison until describing how they became immortal. All instances: Well, I personally think that confirms that we all have the same backstory. At this moment, all instances were told to exit the conference chamber. All instances: Well, I did enjoy this. Gentlemen, we must get together sometime again soon. END LOG Escape Details Escape Details From: MTF Zeta-2 Commander Achilles Rosales To: Overseer Council, SCP-3477 Research Team Subject: SCP-3477 Containment Breach Date: 09/10/2017 I've been reviewing the details of SCP-3477's recent escape. Other than cryptically saying they had to meet again sometime soon, they didn't discuss any escape attempts, but I've been reviewing the security footage and witness testimony from the security breach. The Harold Holts demonstrated calculated teamwork, and obviously had a shared plan. Either they were somehow able to remain in contact with one another after the group interview, or they all managed to independently establish the same exact escape plan. Now, unlikely as it sounds, I think it may be the second: the Group Testing demonstrated that they all clearly think exactly the same. However, I have noticed a more troubling concern. The Extraordinary Special Containment Procedures (which cover recontainment procedures in the event of a containment breach) for SCP-3477 have not been updated over twenty years. Since that last update, we've contained eleven more instances, each with their own unique properties. It appears that due to the cooperative nature of Harold Holt, it was deemed unlikely that he would try to escape. As a result, it appears that our guard was let down somewhere along the line. This means that we now have a dozen anomalous entities on the loose that we completely lack recontainment protocol for. I don't care about punishment or reprimands: my men need accurate information on how to best recontain every instance of SCP-3477 immediately before I will send them into the field to capture them. I don't care that this is giving the Harolds a head start: I will not endanger my men to find them. - A. Rosales Footnotes 1. SCP-3477 instances are universally successful at acquiring immortality through their chosen method. 2. For example, each instance of SCP-3477 claims to have contacted individuals related to their chosen method of gaining immortality on November 20th, 1967 at their personal house. The majority of individuals that they have claimed to met with have been found and confirmed the stories of their respective SCP-3477 instances. For example, SCP-3477-23 claims to have met with Ottaviano de' Medici (a Marshall, Carter and Dark salesman) on that day. Ottaviano de' Medici, when later apprehended for unrelated reasons, confirmed this. SCP-3477-13 claims to have met with Brother Cassius of the Cogwork Orthodox Church on that day. Brother Cassius confirmed this story while negotiating a noninterference pact with the Foundation. Both claim to have met with SCP-3477-0 at his personal residence, and seen no other suspicious individuals there. 3. In a specific test, each instance of SCP-3477 was given a short logic puzzle, with each instance being given the puzzle on a different day. Each instance solved the puzzle in the exact same period of time. 4. Other members of their respective GoIs were attempting to kill each other. 5. According to the terms of the contract, SCP-3477-23 had ███ more years to work with MC&D. 6. The age at which SCP-3477-30 claims to have acquired its regenerative properties. 7. As the head of state for a national government, SCP-3477-0 was informed of the existence and operation of the Foundation during its time in office. Other GoIs are believed to have had similar disclosure policies. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3477" by stormbreath, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3477. 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-3478 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3478 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3478 is contained by the clamping and sedating apparatus in a containment chamber at Site-74. Every 4 hours, 4 doses of sedative compound H12 must be delivered into SCP-3478 via the apparatus in its chamber. If any of the sedative injectors anchored to the other side of SCP-3478 become damaged or impaired they must be repaired or replaced as soon as possible via remote-piloted drone inserted through SCP-3478. The clamping device in the containment chamber is to be inspected every 2 weeks and maintenance performed as required. A squad of Site-74's security personnel must be kept on alert and armed with insecticide B15 in case SCP-3478-A or SCP-3478-B instances attempt to emerge from the anomaly. In the event of a containment breach of SCP-3478, any forces attempting to recontain it must be armed with sedative compound H12 or equivalent and a mobile clamping rig to safely transport the anomaly to a containment facility. Description: SCP-3478 is a humanoid spatial anomaly that stands approximately 2m tall and possesses average human proportions. SCP-3478 can only be detected visually from the front or back. When viewed from the front or the back, an observer will see SCP-3478 as a human-shaped patch of nonterrestrial space. The ground in this space has the same composition as human muscle tissue and the sky has a strong green-yellow tint. The landscape on the other side of SCP-3478 seems entirely natural with no purpose-built structures visible. Fauna has been observed on the other side of SCP-3478, see Exploration Log 3478-01 for details. When viewed from the side, SCP-3478 is detectable as a thin haze. SCP-3478 is capable of deforming its edges to move under its own power as a human would. It has not been observed to change its shape from its current humanoid configuration. The edges of the anomaly can be gripped by conventional means, but when the anomaly is moving under its own power these edges are capable of 'cutting' any material tested so far. This cutting action is due to matter passing through one side of the anomaly and not the other, separated by the edge of the anomaly. SCP-3478 displays sentience, as documented in the Recovery Log and Incident Report 3478-1. No puzzle-solving trials have been attempted yet due to the risk of a containment breach. Due to SCP-3478's anomalous cutting properties, containment so far has been achieved by keeping SCP-3478 sedated and immobile. This has been accomplished by anchoring sedative injectors into the landscape on the other side of the anomaly and supplying sedatives as explained in the Special Containment Procedures. SCP-3478-A and SCP-3478-B designate the larval and adult stages respectively of an organism encountered on the other side of SCP-3478, superficially related to the larvae of the genus Cochliomyia1. SCP-3478-A instances are maggot-like and approximately 2m long. SCP-3478-B instances resemble 2m long flies, resembling the adult forms of the genus Cochliomyia. See Exploration Log 3478-01 for details. Recovery Log: The Foundation was alerted to the existence of SCP-3478 on 10/08/15 when Foundation intelligence sources documented an incident in Harrisburg, PA. Local law enforcement were alerted to a robbery in progress at a hardware store and informed that the perpetrator was able to walk through walls. Harrisburg Police Bureau encountered SCP-3478 after it had exited the hardware store, apparently having stolen several cans of insecticide. The officers attempted to apprehend SCP-3478, resulting in its escape and the severing of one officer's right arm below the elbow. The limb was not recovered. Foundation assets arrived on-scene the next day and confronted SCP-3478 as it was leaving the scene of a second robbery where the anomaly was observed passing cans of insecticide through itself. The task force was eventually able to secure the object in a mobile clamping rig for transport to Site-74. The police officers and shop owners involved were amnesticized and provided with a cover story. Repair work was financed in order to cover up residual evidence of the incident. Exploration Log 3478-01: On 11/21/15 an aerial drone was inserted through SCP-3478 to explore the other side of the anomaly. 00:00 The drone plants a signal relay on the other side of SCP-3478 to ensure that control signals have sufficient range during exploration. 00:02 Operators spend 2 minutes on a systems check and initial analysis. The drone is unable to detect any changes in physical laws on the other side of SCP-3478. There is no sign of the insecticide or any debris from the two robberies in the immediate vicinity of the anomaly. Approximately 1m away from SCP-3478's location in the other dimension is a functioning humanoid circulatory and nervous system embedded in the muscle tissue, oriented with the head towards SCP-3478. The brain appears to be 30% larger than that of an average adult human. The proportions are otherwise consistent with those of a 2m-tall human. The drone collects nearby tissue samples. 00:07 The drone proceeds away from the anomaly. The landscape consists of rolling hills of fleshy tissue and the coloration of the sky remains yellow-green. A slight tremor is detected in the ground. 00:12 The drone approaches a patch of what appears to be dark brown grass. On closer inspection this is revealed to be 0.5mm-1.5mm thick strands of hair. The drone collects a sample for study. 00:38 The drone approaches a large protuberance in the landscape projecting approximately 30m upwards. The protuberance is riddled with cavities and growths. As the drone observes these growths, one of them ruptures and an instance of SCP-3478-A falls to the ground. These growths and cavities are theorized to be due to a process analogous to cutaneous myiasis. The operators attempt to pilot the drone closer for further examination when the drone detects a loud buzzing sound approaching. The source of the sound is determined to be three instances of SCP-3478-B rapidly approaching the drone. Operators decide to pull the drone back but the creatures pursue. 00:44 The drone passes over an open plain on the way back to SCP-3478 with the SCP-3478-B instances in pursuit. Several fleshy stalks emerge from large pores (~1m in diameter) that open in the plain. Each stalk has a metallic object at the top, later determined to be the cans of insecticide that were stolen by SCP-3478. The stalks use the insecticide to drive off the SCP-3478-B instances pursuing the drone. 01:15 The drone returns through SCP-3478 and undergoes decontamination. Incident Report 3478-1: On 02/13/16 SCP-3478 started moving under its own power despite being sedated to recommended levels. The cutting properties of the anomaly caused moderate damage to the containment apparatus and chamber, causing a containment breach. Several instances of SCP-3478-A were observed on the other side of SCP-3478 attempting to cross through the anomaly. Due to SCP-3478's rapid movement and cutting properties all of the creatures suffered fatal injuries before fully crossing over. SCP-3478 was recontained after one hour with 2 Foundation casualties. Analysis of the recovered remains of the SCP-3478-A instances is ongoing. Footnotes 1. Common name: New World Screwworm Flies ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3478" by Lex1nat0r, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-3479 | euclid | Item: SCP-3479 Special Containment Procedures: In addition to adapting oversight and information control measures for standard cover-up procedures, one hundred and twenty-four servers from different Foundation Sites have been assigned to reviewing all new electronic content shared on known social networks that points to a case of SCP-3479. If a new case with a sufficiently high number of witnesses is detected it will be covered up, all witnesses administered B-Class amnestics (preferably, B-N6, B-N7 or B-δ0) and the affected subjects administered C-Class amnestics (preferably, C91-9 in high enough doses). The Ethics Committee, the Analysis Team for SCP-3479 and this very Assembly agree that SCP-3479 is not a threat to the survival of the human species beyond the public's reaction if its very existence (and the existence of anomalies or the Foundation itself) became widespread knowledge. This Assembly has decided that SCP-3479 could be compatible with the consensus reality. If it was to surpass all informational containment, SCP-3479 will be deemed uncontainable and subject to the most adequate Ennui Protocol to normalize it. - O5 Assembly, standing executive order. Description: SCP-3479 is a phenomenon that has been observed throughout human history. Due to its highly subjective nature for the affected subjects, SCP-3479 had been imperceptible or assumed a fictitious perception until ubiquitous and cheap video recording systems became readily available to communities with a high population density, thus making the anomaly frequently observed. SCP-3479 can take place only when two sentient subjects with strong feelings of mutual, sincere appreciation, generally of romantic love, kiss each other for a sufficiently long amount of time.1 SCP-3479 consists of the manifestation of an immediate force opposed to earthly gravity on both individuals, producing an acceleration of between 9.8 and 10 m/s2 2,3 on both until the kiss is concluded. In other words, SCP-3479 allows two kissing lovers to "levitate", notably or discreetly ascending by no obvious means. Given the highly subjective perception of this experience and its relatively brief duration, most couples do not perceive it or interpretate it incorrectly. It has been hypothesized that this could be a form of cognitoheuristic amnesia4 related to the anomaly itself, while it could also be a case of cognitive bias. 11.1% of the couples on record came to the conclusion that the event could have happened while 0.5% found it to have happened yet chose not to mention it further due to potential social pressure and other repercussions.5 A further 0.3% attempted to communicate the event, being subsequently contained by the Foundation; all other cases failed to perceive or report the event to each other until an outside observer mentioned to them that SCP-3479 had occurred, being also detected and contained by the Foundation. SCP-3479 has manifested eight thousand, five hundred and twenty four times as documented in Foundation Archives. Since SCP-3479 seems to involve people of all ethnic groups, genders, nationalities and ages, it continues to occur unpredictably all over the globe. However, SCP-3479 does not seem to generate in all interpersonal relations that may induce it. In test samples selected from the general population, only 4.6% of all relations acknowledged to include romantic love6 by impartial observers7 develop SCP-3479. Statistically, this anomaly happens three times on average during an individual human lifetime, not always with the same couple.8 The two affected subjects are almost universally non-anomalous. Certain exceptional cases have been discovered where either one or both had been implicated in anomalous events and three documented cases where both were in one way or another independently anomalous.9 No characteristics that may be applicable to all couples or their components have been discovered. Multiple anomalous and mundane predictive procedures have been attempted, to no success. To date, there is no way to predict SCP-3479 happenings nor a complete register of all undetected cases; it has been estimated in the low millions per year by the statistics personnel of the Archive Sector of Area-08-B, world-wide. Addendum SCP-3479 -1: Administrative Warning. To: All concerned Foundation personnel. From: SCP-3479 Analysis Team. Date: 30/05/2018 Ref: SCP-3479 and psychological wellbeing of Foundation personnel. SCP-3479 has occurred in eighty-five documented occasions between Foundation personnel members or in couples that involved at least one Foundation personnel member. This note became necessary because nearly seventy four percent of all personnel cleared for SCP-3479 have made the mistake to think that SCP-3479 manifests in all cases of "true love", thus fearing it may have never happened to them and / or that their only chance to experience it may have passed. This is not anomalous. It is a natural reaction. Quite a human one. No memetic anomaly in SCP-3479, just what you bring with you. I did not want to use that term on an official document yet, as I said, I feel it became necessary. True love is a social and familial ideal, a construct that may not be related to real mutual feelings at all. All of humanity seems able to tap into this anomaly, even involuntarily, and taking it lightly by concerning ourselves with personal emotion is a waste of time. I will appreciate that this topic be closed, with no further consultations about it directed to my ward, or to my colleagues in other Site's wards. Incidentally, I remind you that C91-9 seldom leaves any residual memories or after-feelings. You may have experienced SCP-3479 in your past and had it contained by us. You do not want to know whether you experienced it or not, or with whom; it would go against procedure and alter your normal psychological development for your troubles. And yes, most of those eighty-five affected people became aware of SCP-3479 before they joined; they eventually decided to investigate about anomalies and ended up working for the Foundation as a consequence. All of them took C91-9 willingly because they knew better than to be so deeply involved, so caring about an anomaly, no matter how intimate. We must be detached. We must remain objective. Until the Fivers consider this sufficiently uncontainable to accept it as normal, anyways. If you experienced it, report it. If you do not know, do not mention it. Do not let an anomaly define your lives. That is all. - Dr. Calibax, Medical and Research Departments (Area-08-B). Footnotes 1. This phenomenon has been observed with direct lip contact, prolonged embraces, multiple brief kisses or even during full sexual intercourse. 2. Approximately the standard acceleration due to local Earth gravity, or slightly higher in cases with observable anomalous weight "reduction" and subsequent levitation. 3. This acceleration decays as both subjects ascend (if they do at all) and fades slowly. No SCP-3479 case has resulted in traumatic death or injury to date. The maximum recorded local altitude for affected SCP-3479 subjects is 560 metres, approximately. 4. A phenomenon typical of the non-anomalous psyche. If an event is too unlikely and passing enough, the average human subject will ignore it since they will deem it impossible. 5. Including the speculation on whether unknown parties may take an interest on the anomalous happenings, such as the Foundation or similar organizations. In all cases, their main motivation for silence was a fear of being separated from their partner. 6. As previously defined by wide consensus of all involved experts. 7. Psychologists, sociologists, psychiatrist, neurologists, sexologists, memeticists and control personnel with no professional affiliation relevant to the anomaly. 8. A higher prevalence has been observed in people previously involved on SCP-3479 events, be it as witnesses or affected subjects. 9. Sub-safe cases, under ongoing surveillance but that have yielded no signs of special containment requirements. |
SCP-3480 | keter | View of SCP-3480 from the base of Mt. Olympus Item #: SCP-3480 Threat Level: Black Special Containment Procedures: Access to Mt. Olympus has been forbidden to civilians by the Greek government under the cover story of protecting an important cultural site. Foundation personnel in the guise of officers of the Greek Ministry of the Interior are to prevent unauthorized entrance to the area. To contain SCP-3480-2 instances, Area-13 has been built within Mt. Olympus, approximately 400 meters below SCP-3480.1 Area-13 is equipped with 18 Massive Scranton Reality Anchors (MSRAs) arranged in a circular pattern around the facility. All Anchors are to remain active at all times, with any damaged or malfunctioning unit repaired or replaced as soon as possible. In addition, one Xyank/Anastasakos Constant Temporal Sink (XACTS) is to be maintained on site for use with Protocol Kronos, with a second XACTS unit placed in on site storage to serve as a back up. MTF Omega-12 ("Achilles Heels"), a MTF specialized in the capture and/or termination of reality altering entities is to be permanently garrisoned in Area-13 to contain SCP-3480-2 instances during Protocol Kronos. When a White event occurs, Protocol Kronos is to be enacted. Following completion of the Protocol, SCP-3480-2 instances that are rated as class three reality bending entities or below will be placed in standard humanoid containment cells within Area-13. Instances rated at class four or above will be placed into a comatose state and held on site according to the Palmer Protocol.2 + Protocol Kronos - Hide Protocol Upon commencement of White event, Area-13 XACTS is to be used to temporally isolate Mt. Olympus from surrounding reality in order to reduce likelihood of CK class Reality Restructuring Scenario. One third of MTF Ω-12 shall leave Area-13 and secure a circular perimeter 100 meters from SCP-3480-1. MTF Ω-12 shall maintain the perimeter and rotate in four hours shifts for the duration of the White event. When the White event ends, MTF Ω-12 are to render the resultant SCP-3480-2 instance unconscious through the use of long range tranquilizers while off duty members are to assemble and proceed to SCP-3480 immediately to provide support if needed. Following apprehension or termination, MTF Ω-12 is to bring the SCP-3480-2 instance into Area-13 to be contained. After containment, XACTS is to be deactivated. Description: SCP-3480 is the peak of Mt. Olympus, Greece. The Hume value in this area is the lowest recorded by the Foundation, measuring approximately 1.2 x 10-██ Humes on the Caldmann-Rzewski Hume scale.3 A Hume value approaching absolute zero occurring naturally is theoretically impossible, and even Foundation tests utilizing SRAs in a pocket dimension have been unable to produce Hume levels lower than .15hm. While theoretically that value could be lowered further, it would require hundreds of linked SRAs-a number only one Foundation site possesses. Despite the fact that this value should indicate a visibly distorted local reality that is brittle enough to be altered by non-anomalous humans, SCP-3480 normally shows no visible signs of its anomalous nature. The anomaly's age is estimated at ████ years, and has been contained or utilized by various Groups of Interest prior to coming under Foundation control. SRAs are unable to correct SCP-3480's Hume value to the baseline of 1hm, though they are able to maintain baseline Hume value within Area-13 (albeit at a reduced operating efficiency). It is thus theorized that SCP-3480 acts as a hole through which local reality is drawn. This effect does not appear to negatively impact organisms or the environment in SCP-3480's proximity. SCP-3480-1 during a White event (Kant counter visible to anomaly's right) SCP-3480-1 is the designation given to a phenomenon that manifests at seemingly random intervals in SCP-3480.4 Between 5 and 22 minutes prior to manifestation, Kant counters in SCP-3480 read Hume values returning to baseline. When manifestation occurs, one unconscious human will spontaneously appear approximately 3 meters above ground and will not move. The individual will then be surrounded by an ambient white light. Following this, Hume values in SCP-3480 will once again approach absolute zero. These occurrences are collectively referred to as a White event. Following the individual's appearance and the return to low Hume values, SCP-3480-1 will remain for a variable length of time.5 Interacting with an SCP-3480-1 instance is impossible due to its properties. Any and all matter that approaches within .5 meters of SCP-3480-1 will be subject to acute reality failure, resulting in instantaneous molecularization. Eventually, the light will recede and the individual within will fall to the ground and regain consciousness. These individuals are then considered to be instances of SCP-3480-2. All Instances of SCP-3480-2 are reality altering entities of various strengths, with the power of the instance increasing the longer the length of its associated White event. SCP-3480-2 commonly show signs of sociopathy, narcissism, and violent tendencies. SCP-███, SCP-███, and SCP-████ are believed to be SCP-3480-2 instances that manifested prior to SCP-3480's containment. Approximately 68% of SCP-3480-2 instances display physical or mental impairments. Common impairments include an additional heart chamber, amnesia, perfect polydactyly of the hands and feet, missing limb(s), increased endocranial volume and height, the presence of an abdominal organ of unknown purpose which emits and responds to radio frequencies in the 2.4-3.6 GHz range, and intellectual disability. + Containment History- Level 3+ Access Only - Partial Log of SCP-3480-2 Under Prior Containment Procedures Instance Classification of Reality Altering Abilities Length of White Event Description Result SCP-3480-2-1 Class One 94 minutes Caucasian male missing left arm. First encounter with SCP-3480-2 instance following containment. Target was disoriented and containment was swiftly achieved by MTF Omega-11 "Paris's Arrows". No casualties reported. Initial containment procedures set following incident. SCP-3480-2-4 Class Three 74 hours, 31 minutes Black female displaying no physical abnormalities. Amnesiac with IQ tested at 155. Target reacted with fear upon seeing Foundation personnel and unconsciously utilized reality altering abilities. 6 members of MTF Omega-11 deceased due to exsanguination prior to successful capture. Target displayed significant resistance to tranquilizers, and did not lose consciousness until 49 seconds post injection. Note: First casualties suffered in containment of SCP-3480. SCP-3480-2-8 Class Four 192 hours, 8 minutes Asian male with no known physical or mental impairments. Target reacted with violent rage upon sighting MTF Omega-11 and immediately used its abilities against them. Target was not affected by tranquilizers, and live ammunition produced no visible damage. 10 members of MTF Omega-11 deceased due to blunt force trauma. 4 members of MTF-Omega-11 deceased due to disintegration. 8 members of MTF Omega-11 deceased due to severe burns or incineration. 3 members of MTF Omega-11 deceased due to acute reality failure. Following the deaths of all personnel, subject proceeded to the Greek city of ██████████. [DATA EXPUNGED] Note: prior to termination subject's actions resulted in a CK-class scenario that removed all knowledge of ██████████ and the nearby island of ████████ from collective human memory. SCP-3480-2-9 Class Two 20 hours, 17 minutes Caucasian female with additional heart chamber and unusual height of 2.2 meters. Target escaped initial containment attempts due to the newly re-constituted MTF Omega-11's inexperience in containing this anomaly. ██ Civilians deceased prior to containment. SCP-3480-2-19 Class Five 480 hours, 3 minutes [DATA EXPUNGED] [DATA EXPUNGED]following which Procedure Lazarus-01 was successfully enacted. Note: severe nature of containment breach and resultant CK class scenario resulted in major overhaul of containment procedures, the results of which are classified Level 5. MTF Omega-11 was decommissioned following this incident, and containment responsibility was transferred to the newly created MTF Omega-12. + Interview Log- Level 3+ Access Only - Credentials Confirmed Interviewed: SCP-3480-2-5 Interviewer: Dr. Liam Dietz, Director Area 13 Foreword: Instance is an Asian male with perfect polydactyl of hands and feet but no mental or memory impairments. Subject displays Class One reality altering abilities and was captured without incident. <Begin Log> Dr. Dietz: SCP-3480-2-5, please state your name and affiliation prior to your appearance in SCP-3480. SCP-3480-2-5: Dr. Arthur Shu, Level Three researcher with the Foundation. Dr. Dietz: What do you remember prior to your appearance? SCP-3480-2-5: It's confusing, to say the least. The last thing I remember is my Site receiving an alert about the Ganymede Protocol. The next thing I know… Dr. Dietz: Please continue. SCP-3480-2-5: It was Hell. I can't describe it any other way. Sometimes up was down, sometimes I was part of a wall, sometimes I was twisted into shapes that defied geometry, and through it all I just kept disappearing and reappearing over and over. Nothing made any sense. But the worst part was the people. Dr. Dietz: Elaborate. SCP-3480-2-5: There were so many of them. More than I've ever seen. Most were dead. Many could barely be called human. They were all just… we were all just screaming. Even some of the dead ones. And then we'd be somewhere else and it would begin again. Dr. Dietz: Did you recognize your location, or any of the people there with you? SCP-3480-2-5: Yes, actually. Most were unfamiliar but every now and again I'd see colleagues and D-class I recognized from my Site. As for the location, it all seemed to be underground. Very high tech. I couldn't examine any of it, things got weirder the closer you were to one of those things. I was near one right before I showed up here actually. A couple times I appeared above ground. The surrounding landscape was different to say the least. No plant or animal life in sight, and the sky was red as blood. But I'd know those mountains anywhere… Dr. Dietz: And? Just where were you? SCP-3480-2-5: Sorry. I used to take my… my daughter there on vacation. Yellowstone. It was Yellowstone. <End Log> Closing Statement: Subject's account corroborated by other instances of SCP-3480-2. Addendum 3480-1: Following the enactment of current containment procedures, no K class scenarios have occurred as a result of SCP-3480 and casualties have been limited to only ██ individuals. + MTF Omega-12 Mission Parameters- Level 4+ Access Only - Credentials confirmed Item #: SCP-3480-Ω Threat Level: White Special Containment Procedures: Due to the difficulty of capturing reality altering entities without the ability to suppress their abilities and the high likelihood of a K class scenario resulting from a containment breach, the O5 council has authorized the creation of MTF Omega-12 ("Achilles Heels"). This MTF is to be composed of healthy SCP-3480-2 instances that are clones of Foundation personnel6 from alternate Universe ALEPH and display reality altering abilities that rank class three or lower. Following capture, potential recruits are to display at least one year of good behavior and pass a psychological profiling exam designed to confirm loyalty to Foundation principles. Following this, potential recruits are to be offered membership in MTF Omega-12. MTF Omega-12 is to be permanently garrisoned in Area-13 to contain SCP-3480-2 instances during Protocol Kronos. In addition, Omega-12 is to be utilized for the capture or termination of powerful uncontained reality bending entities not associated with SCP-3480 that are deemed too dangerous to be contained through standard engagement procedures. Members of MTF Omega-12 are forbidden from leaving Area-13 without authorization from the Area's director. Attempting to do so will result in termination. All members of MTF Omega-12 are to be fitted with remote kill switches surgically implanted within their skulls. Admission into Omega-12 is not to be coerced under any circumstances to ensure willing cooperation. Unauthorized use of reality altering abilities outside of Protocol Kronos or other authorized operations is grounds for termination. Protocol Kronos Upon commencement of White event, Area-13 XACTS is to be used to temporally isolate Mt. Olympus from surrounding reality in order to reduce likelihood of CK class Reality Restructuring Scenario. One third of MTF Ω-12 shall leave Area-13 and secure a circular perimeter 100 meters from SCP-3480-1. MTF Ω-12 shall maintain the perimeter and rotate in four hours shifts for the duration of the White event. When the White event ends, present members of MTF Ω-12 are to render the resultant SCP-3480-2 instance unconscious through the use of long range tranquilizers while off duty members are to assemble and proceed to SCP-3480 immediately via spatial displacement to provide support if needed. If tranquilizers fail to incapacitate the target, Ω-12 members with Class One or Two ranking are authorized to use reality altering abilities to reduce Hume level of target, rendering it vulnerable to conventional weapons. Attempts by SCP-3480-2 instance to alter surrounding reality are to be suppressed by members of MTF Ω-12. If resistance continues or attempts to escape cause visible destabilization of reality, MTF Ω-12 members with Class Three ranking are authorized to use their abilities to prevent and suppress those of the target. At this time use of live ammunition to terminate target is permitted and left to MTF discretion. Following apprehension or termination, MTF Ω-12 is to bring the SCP-3480-2 instance into Area 13 to be contained. After containment, XACTS is to be deactivated. Protocol Addendum: Should a White event ever last longer than 500 hours, all members of MTF Ω-12 are to guard SCP-3480-1 instance until completion. When SCP-3480-2 instance manifests, all members of Ω-12 are to use abilities to suppress those of the target. To prevent a possible HK class Deific Subjugation scenario, all Ω-12 members are to use live ammunition to ensure immediate termination of target. Should Class Six target escape termination, Code NIGHTMARE JESTER GREEN is to be broadcast to all Foundation sites. Director Note: The use of anomalies to contain anomalies is always a difficult and dangerous endeavor, especially when the anomalies are humans that come from the very same anomaly they contain. The specter of Able hangs over us all, but for every Omega-7 there is an Alpha-9. The bottom line is this: without our anchors we can't stop the stronger greens with normal methods. If Omega-12 is decommissioned then the next time a vengeful D-class becomes something out of Homer we probably won't be as lucky as last time. - Dr. Liam Dietz, Director Area-13 Footnotes 1. Originally designed solely to contain SCP-3480-2 instances, Area-13 has since been spatially expanded via Pseudo-Riemannian Manifold in order to serve as the Foundation's primary internment facility for ontokinetic humanoid anomalies. 2. See SCP-2096 3. See Caldmann-Rzewski, 1981 for an in depth explanation of Hume values in relation to reality and anomalous phenomenon. 4. Averaging once every 9 months 5. The longest white event recorded lasted approximately 480 hours, while the shortest lasted for 57 minutes. 6. Clones of Foundation personnel comprise approximately 28% of SCP-3480-2 instances. |
SCP-3481 | safe | SCP-3481-1 in charging dock before testing. Item #: SCP-3481 Special Containment Procedures: Both components of SCP-3481 are held in an anomalous object containment vault in Site-19. SCP-3481-2 must remain disconnected from SCP-3481-1 unless written permission from Dr. Teller is presented. SCP-3481-1 must be turned off while in storage. Personnel interacting with SCP-3481 outside of testing conditions must wear protective ear-wear. Anyone who hears noises from SCP-3481 outside of testing conditions is to immediately inform Dr. Teller and report for psychological evaluation. Experimentation regarding track ~l%56taSYu is currently suspended under the orders of Dr. Teller (See Addendum 3481-A). Description: SCP-3481-1 is a 2006 white iPod Nano with one hundred and forty-nine tracks. The track names appear to be random sequences of characters. Every track was performed by the band [EXPUNGED]. When asked about these tracks the band denied making them. SCP-3481-2 is a pair of red headphones with all identifying markings removed. All attempts to access the data on SCP-3481-1 have failed. The device has no form of wireless communication, and no cable appears to fit into the headphone input, except for the audio cord for SCP-3481-2. This includes an exact replica of the SCP-3481-2 cable. Each track begins with the words “Coming to you live from the ██████ music festival, how are you feeling today?”. Research shows that [EXPUNGED] never played at ██████. Test subjects have difficulty describing any of the tracks (see Document 3481-T-1 for details). However, the majority of subjects used the words, “glorious”, “illustrious”, and [EXPUNGED]. After listening to any of the tracks on SCP-3481-1, subjects display great distress while hearing voices. When spoken to, subjects reflexively cover their ears and cower away from the speaker. In extreme cases, subjects have inserted objects into their ears to damage their tympanic membrane1. Subjects also refuse to speak, but will communicate via written word or gestures. When a track is played at full volume and recorded by a machine, the secondary audio recording does not exhibit the properties of the original. Because of this, it is believed that the anomaly resides within SCP-3481-1 and SCP-3481-2, and does not reside within the tracks themselves. The secondary recordings consist entirely of white noise. Document 3481-T-1 Close Document <Begin Log> D-5523 is a 32-year-old male. Subject was instructed to listen to track a%taH3$. When subject begins the track, he sits up straight, and does not blink during the entirety of the song. Tears form in his eyes after ten seconds, either from dehydration or from an emotional response. When the track concludes, subject sits still for fifteen seconds before slowly removing SCP-3481-2 and entering the interview room. Interviewer: Can you — Subject winces away from the Interviewer and covers his ears. He falls out of his chair and proceeds to enter the fetal position. Interviewer looks below the table at Subject. Interviewer: Can you please retake your seat? Subject does not respond. Interviewer takes a piece of paper, and begins to write. From now on, all responses were not spoken, but written on notes passed between Subject and Interviewer. Interviewer: Do I scare you? Subject notices the sign after a minute. He shakes his head in negative. Interviewer: What's wrong? Interviewer passes the paper to Subject along with a writing utensil. Subject: your voice hurts Interviewer and Subject return to their seats. Interviewer: Can you be more specific? Subject: your voice hurts to hear. cant be more specific Interviewer: Ok. Can you describe the track for me? Subject: it was good it was interesting it felt weird what do you mean? it sounded glori Glorious Interviewer: What does Glorious mean? Subject: its hard to describe Interviewer: Can you describe any of the instruments used? Or maybe what genre of music it was? Do you remember any lyrics? Subject: lyrics? instruments? thats a bad question. Interviewer: How so? Subject: you think you can explain this with words. this wasnt made for explaining. its something you gotta experience Interviewer: So, you cannot describe anything about the track. Subject: actually in the beginning i could hear Him say “coming to you live from the [EXPUNGED] music festival, how are you feeling today?” Interviewer: Who said that? Subject: [DATA EXPUNGED] its funny because i never liked music much, but im now officially a fan of His Interviewer: The track must have made quite an impact on you. Subject: thats not it. its more that i feel purified my ears feel cleansed and i dont want them to be dirty again. like all i want to hear is His voice, you know? like he’ll always take care of me. <End Log> Document 3481-T-33 Close Document As part of Dr. Teller's testing of SCP-3481, he decided to investigate its effects on the hearing-impaired. Below is the transcript of his experiment. <Begin Log> Technician George Crucik, hereafter known as Subject, was born deaf. He was instructed to listen to track a%taH3$. Subject displays no abnormal behavior after the track begins. Once the track concludes, Subject begins to cry. He finishes after thirty seconds and walks into the interview room. The interviewer is holding up a sign that says, “How are you feeling?”. All responses were not spoken, but written on notes passed between Subject and Interviewer. Subject: I’m feeling strange sad. Interviewer: Can you elaborate? Subject: I don’t know. What was I listening to? Interviewer: A track from SCP-3481, which has previously caused subjects to feel pain when they hear someone speak. Could you hear anything? Subject: Not like that. My memory’s fine and I’ve been on the other side of the glass for half of these tests. I mean what’s on the track? What was I supposed to hear? Interviewer: Right now, I am interviewing you not vice-versa. Please answer the question. Subject: Right. My bad. I guess I’m just curious. I couldn’t hear a thing. But I want to know what it was. I feel like I’m being left out of something. Interviewer: Have you felt like this about other auditory experiences before? Subject: Not since I was little. Interviewer: Could this feeling be caused by SCP-3481? Subject: It’s probably part of the anomaly. So you’ll probably give me an Amnesiac. And I’ll probably forget this. Which is probably good. Interviewer: Do you want to forget? Subject: Yes No Yes Maybe Yes I do. The feeling is getting worse. Like pressure pushing down on me. I want to hear it! I have this feeling that it’d be amazing divi I don’t know. Interviewer: Glorious? Subject cries silently as he writes his response. Subject: Yes. That’s it. It’d sound glorious. <End Log> Subject was administered a Class-C Amnestic and returned to his position. However, the treatment was deemed ineffective, as he described similar feelings after presiding over a later test of SCP-3481. Dr. Teller concluded that the emotional response is part of the anomalous nature of SCP-3481. Subject was administered a Class-B Amnestic and has been reassigned to SCP-2927. Addendum 3481-A Close Addendum During test 67, track ~l%56taSYu was played. Below is the transcript of the experiment, and the following interview. <Begin Log> D-7841 is a 21-year-old female. Subject was instructed to listen to track ~l%56taSYu. When subject begins the track, her body goes limp for the duration of the song. When the track concludes, subject sits up and shakes her head before moving into the interview room. Interviewer holds up a sign that says “How do you feel?” Subject: What’re you doing? Interviewer: You can speak? Subject: Yeah… what’d you take me for? A mute? Interviewer: No. That was simply a part of testing protocol. How do you feel? Subject: I feel a little disrespected. Interviewer: Your sarcasm is not appreciated. Subject: Whatever. I have a small headache. There. Interviewer: Do you remember anything about what you heard? Subject: Uh… Let me think… Some guy said “Thank you to all my fans”, and then started listing a bunch of names and places. Interviewer: Can you tell me give me any specific names or locations? Subject: Actually… I think… I think I remember them all. Interviewer: How many are there? Subject: Sixty-eight. Subject becomes visibly distraught. Subject: How… how do I remember th— Interviewer gives Subject a sheet of paper and a writing utensil. Interviewer: Can you please transcribe the list of names? Subject slowly nods, and writes down sixty-six names, each paired with GPS coordinates with arc second resolution. When Subject reaches the sixty seventh name she stops writing. Interviewer: Please continue writing. Subject: Why… Why didn’t I notice… it… it.. Interviewer: There’s only two more to go. Please finish writing. Subject writes her name, followed by GPS coordinates: [DATA REDACTED]. Subject’s hand begins to shake, presumably as an emotional reaction. Subject: It said my name. How… how did it know my name… Interviewer: This is the last one. Then we can move on. Subject takes a deep breath and writes the name “Brandon Zike” and GPS coordinates: [DATA REDACTED]. Interviewer: Thank you. Now, do you recognize any of these names? Subject silently points to her own name. Interviewer: Any others? Subject: No. Not any others. Interviewer: Did the recording say anything else? Subject: Yes. It said one more thing. Interviewer: What was it? Subject: He said… He said “I look forward to seeing you all at my next performance. Same place. You’ll know the time.” <End Log> After the interview, D-7841 was administered a Class-B amnestic. Upon further examination, it was determined that the list consisted of the names of every test subject who has listened to any of the tracks on SCP-3481-1 and their location when track ~l%56taSYu was played, except for the last name and location. The last name was "Brandon Zike”, and his location was the correct GPS coordinates of SCP-███. Confirmation of the existence and true location of Brandon Zike is Priority 5. Due to the sensitivity of information disseminated during the testing of track ~l%56taSYu, Dr. Teller has suspended all experiments involving track ~l%56taSYu until further notice. Footnotes 1. Also known as the eardrum. |
SCP-3482 | euclid | Wherein a haughty mayor-to-be turns to a desperate source. Calibold SCP-3482 — fine mayor posters campaign by dado Calibold's Mega Cool Author Page Item#: 3482 Level2 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: caution link to memo Archibald Garner, candidate for mayor of Fellowship, Wyoming. Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-3482 are contained in Site-15. Foundation researchers are currently developing a method to counteract and neutralize SCP-3482's effects. The town of Fellowship is to remain in quarantine, under the cover story of an outbreak of a deadly virus, until such time as the countermeasure to SCP-3482 has been developed. Description: SCP-3482 refers to 216 promotional posters produced by Person of Interest "dado" for Archibald Garner, a right-wing politician running for mayor of Fellowship, Wyoming. All instances appeared overnight on 09/03/2019, in various locations around the town of Fellowship. SCP-3482 instances possess memetic properties, such that anyone who views an SCP-3482 instance will immediately enter a state of hemispatial neglect, completely forgetting the concept of "left". The full ramifications of these effects have yet to be explored, although affected individuals will not suffer panic or confusion due to these effects. While the exact numbers are unknown, almost all of the 1,984 residents of Fellowship seem to be under the effects of SCP-3482. Addendum 3482.1: The following is an interview with Archibald Garner, conducted by Dr. Calvin, the research head for SCP-3482. [BEGIN LOG] Calvin: Good morning, Mr. Garner. Garner: I hope you have a very good reason for all of this. I'll have you know that I have plenty of friends in the federal government. I won't let this town be blocked off by a bunch of snobby feds! Calvin: Sir, you're running for mayor in a small town of less than two thousand. And besides, I think we both know that you're the reason we're here. Garner: Oh really? Please, enlighten me! What, you think I'm responsible for getting everyone sick? I doubt I've shaken everyone's hand here. Calvin: Actually, I do think you're responsible. But it's not from all the hands you've shaken or babies you've kissed. [He pulls out a copy of one of Garner's campaign posters, which has been lightly redacted to nullify its effects.] Does this look familiar to you? Garner: I suppose putting up posters is against the law now? Let me guess, King1 is trying to scare me? A bit overkill, I think! Calvin: I need you to tell me what you know about these posters and their effects. Garner: What effects? Unless these things are radioactive or something, I don't want feds putting my town under lock and key. Calvin: I'm not with the U.S. government, Mr. Garner. And I strongly suggest you cooperate with me here. Garner: You know, impersonating a federal officer is a crime. Calvin: I'll take my chances. Now, if you're through, I just want to know about these posters. Garner: You'll have to ask my campaign manager about those. I can put you in contact with him, although he's kind of a big deal. Helped get Bush elected, you know. Calvin: We're already investigating your phone and email, Mr. Garner. Are you at all familiar with this "dado" person beyond their campaign work? Garner: I don't know him, and I don't care about him as long as he gets me what I want. Calvin: Do you have any other information for us? Garner: Just one thing. I'm going to win this election. I don't know who you are, but you can't stop me from winning. [END LOG] I don't believe Garner is actually aware of the effects of the posters. dado may have been able to make him immune through a countermeme, and since affected individuals don't panic or even notice the change, he likely wouldn't see it in other people either. — Dr. Calvin Addendum 3482.2: The following is a series of text messages found on Archibald Garner's phone. Hello? Is this Dado? is spelt dado. but yes how can dado help u 2day? A friend showed me your advertisement and sent me a link to your website, that you're a campaign manager for hire Is this you? https://www.dadopoliticshelp.com/home yes! dado is of finest quality champaign manager always ready 2 get u elected Well, you certainly have an impressive resume Is it really true that you were consulted by George Bush? That seems hard to believe oh yes, dado is of working for biggest names in politic like giorno bush and the mr trumpet and caesar salad I see Do you have any proof of these claims? u see, dado have made many posters and stickers and promotional vacuum cleaners if dado were lying, than government or scp fondue or other nasty fellows would rest dado for lying in advertisement. dado is very reputable business man tho plus, dado is charging very cheap, u only need amazon prime subscription. and if u are not winner, than dado will give full refund That seems fair enough. Just know I have lots of powerful friends, if you don't follow through, I'll make you regret it not 2 worry, u trust dado. dado has never lie except maybe 2 get bus pass dado will do poster in town to help u be president of community yes. what is camp pain 4? I'm running against Charles King, he's pretty popular with the town But he's also kind of an idiot when it comes to running the place, standard left-wing idiot Tax increases, way too much focus on welfare, all that Basically I don't want anyone to even think about voting for that leftist commie ok. dado will make town not vote 4 left ez pzy also dado is sorry in advance for type o in poster, as u can see, uppercase key is broken I'm worried that they might look silly then, are you sure they'll be okay? u trust dado Yeah, whatever Just make me win Personnel are investigating the involvement of the Person of Interest "dado". The website https://www.dadopoliticshelp.com/home is unavailable, and the phone number used to contact dado is no longer in service. Addendum 3482.3: Fellowship's mayoral election took place on 09/07/2019. Roughly 40% of the town was unable to enter the polls, as they would be forced to eventually take a left turn in order to drive there from their homes. Of the remaining citizens, all of them voted for Charles King, as the checkbox to vote for Archibald Garner was located on the left side of the ballot. Footnotes 1. Charles King is the incumbent mayor, and Garner's primary opponent. + More by Calibold + - More by Calibold - Calibold's Mega Cool Author Page — SCP Articles — SCP-8421 — Ruler of Everything SCP-8228 — Here's To You, Mrs. Robinson SCP-7178 — A Thief In The Night SCP-7179 — E is for Eternity SCP-6469-D — A BABY????? SCP-2082 — Elephas cryophilus SCP-6156 — Oh, Doug! SCP-6579-D — The Detective Killer SCP-6900-D — The House of Stars SCP-5277 — What Can Go Wrong SCP-5363-D — Controlled Containment SCP-3482 — fine mayor posters campaign by dado SCP-5156 — monke Director Bold's Proposal-J — "Guys, please don't read our SCPs 🥺" SCP-2693 — Fell Into The Well, Fell Into The Well, Fell Into The Deep Dark Well SCP-5559-D — The Great Ambrose Bake-Off! 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Luxaiko) Abraka David's Proposal — A Peak Behind the Curtain (feat. many other authors) SCP-7400 — Your Honor, League of Legends (feat. Sherf) I, Hub (feat. many other authors) Resurrection: New Faces (feat. Grigori Karpin, Nagiros, and redredred) SCP-5545 — 𝙰 𝙱 𝙽 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝙻 𝙸 𝚃 𝚈 (feat. Yossipossi) SCP-194 — Thank You For Your Cooperation (feat. CityToast) — Foreign — Director Bold's Proposal — Language SCP-LA-II — Fruit fine mayor posters campaign by dado ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3482" by Calibold, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3482. 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: http://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/scp-3482/Archibald%20Garner.jpeg Author: Regenwolke0 License: Public Domain Source Link: https://snappygoat.com/b/994e9146e88b0160d9ab606da3042585944cdb04 |
SCP-3483 | safe | Item #: SCP-3483 Special Containment Procedures: > Original procedure - S-21/SCP-3483/15-5-2016-SCP-1 - Archived. - hide - A robopsychologist is to establish contact with SCP-3483. Implantation of SCP-3483-A has been approved for that purpose. The explicit goal is to make SCP-3483 amenable to the Foundation’s philosophy and methods and to obtain voluntary containment. > Revision 1 - S-21/SCP-3483/28-9-2016-SCP-2 - Archived. - hide - As designated handler, Dr. Roger M████ is to ensure continued loyalty of SCP-3483 and to provide it with a sensory interface, for the exclusive purpose of pre-approved tasks. Backups of SCP-3483's known nodes are to be performed weekly and be kept in standard secure fireproof storage. DTI neural connection mapping during SCP-3483-A activity As of 22/5/2017, following Dr. Roger M████'s untimely death and until SCP-3483 can be safely reactivated, all pending missions either were involved in are canceled. Instances of SCP-3483-A not currently implanted and incorrupt backups of SCP-3483 are to be kept in standard secure fireproof storage. Implanted SCP-3483-A are to be recovered post-mortem. Description: SCP-3483 is a distributed, surveillance-focused, artificial intelligence. It has mundane functionalities including, but not limited to, autonomously exploiting remotely accessible sensors and hosts, communicating in human-readable format and performing advanced data mining and recognition tasks. While it has access to vast reserves of processing power through its network of infected hosts, efficiency for those tasks can be described as suboptimal. Initial observations show SCP-3483 can also modify and propagate its own code. Displays of rudimentary empathy can be attributed to hard-coded emulation. The most peculiar feature recorded to date is its ability to share sensory experiences with live human subjects implanted with SCP-3483-A. SCP-3483-A is a set of cybernetic implants designed to interface a live human subject with SCP-3483. Features include monitoring life signs and (neuro-)hormonal levels, capturing full sensory input, providing encrypted two-way communication and feeding virtual stimuli constructed by SCP-3483 into the host's neural system. Initial Observation Report - DoA/SCP-3483/2-5-2016-OR-1 SCP-3483-A was discovered during the autopsy of Dr. K█████, assigned to Site-19. Dr. K█████ was terminated following an escape attempt. He had been in custody while being investigated for a pattern of unlawfully accessing classified data and communicating with an outside party through non-registered channels. Following interrogation, he was thought to be a plant of GOI-1115, "Anderson Robotics". However, while most of SCP-3483-A’s components are non-standard and highly miniaturized, none showed any sign of anomalous make or properties under non-destructive examination. The lack of any thaumaturgical component makes Dr. K█████’s confession a likely attempt at active misdirection from SCP-3483. The encryption protocol used for SCP-3483-A communication is highly complex and constantly modified on both ends by SCP-3483. It is as such unbreakable by usual brute force or man-in-the-middle methods. The distributed nature of SCP-3483 makes containment near impossible while it remains hostile. Machine code samples obtained from seized active nodes have proven to be metamorphic, highly obfuscated and frequently updated. This makes developing an effective attack vector unlikely and sandboxing near useless. Given how long Dr. K██████ had been in Foundation’s employ before his communications were detected, SCP-3483 has most likely hoarded considerable intelligence on Foundation activities. While no public intelligence release has occurred and SCP-3483’s motivations are unknown, the risk of a major breach is too high to ignore. While SCP-3483 has communicated with the Foundation in hostile fashion after Dr. K█████'s termination, its general personality has been evaluated as agreeable and somewhat mercenary by the Department of Analytics. It displays a remarkable drive for acquiring new intelligence. Social engineering is most likely the best option to contain SCP-3483. Initial classification as Keter is requested, given the high risk of an intelligence breach. Implementation of the containment negotiation protocol is to be conducted by the Department of Analytics at Site-21. Medical log (excerpt) - MD/RM/17-5-2016-1 This log was recorded in the recovery room following implantation of SCP-3483-A into Dr. R. M████. The only other persons present were Dr. M. I█████, surgeon and S. L█████, nurse. RM: Doctor, I'm hearing a voice right now, it has to be SCP-3483. MI: I'm not hearing anything, sir. Maybe the anesthetic hasn't worn off completely. RM: Yes, I'm hearing you as if you were in the room. I'd hate being called by a number too. So what is your name? RM: OK, Aria, I just need to know… is there anything more you can tap like this? RM: No, I'm not worried, just curious. You'll feel everything about me. How about you tell me a wee bit about you? RM: No, we're not out to put you to work, or anything like that. You simply took… data that belongs to us, you know… We were hoping to reach an understanding with you about it. RM: We're in this together for the long haul now, it's up to us both to make it the least unpleasant it has to be. RM: Sub-vocalizing? Yeah, I think I can do that. I guess I'll have to if I don't want everyone to think I'm a crazy person speaking to thin air. Internal communication - DoA/AK/27-9-2016-5 From: alexia.karzanov@[████:████:████:████:████:████:████:████] To: undisclosed-recipients; Well, I'm certainly not the only one who's lost money tonight, but I wanted to be the first to thank Roger for bringing SCP-3483 into the fold. I'm sure it wasn't easy and I can guess it was unpleasant business. And sorry again for betting against you. Now, let's move onto the next order of business. I want a full report on SCP-3483's actual capabilities and a SWOT analysis for it by next Friday. One less Keter to worry about is good, but there must be a way we can use this one to our advantage. A. K., Site-21 Liaison Officer, Department of Analytics. Description Addendum DoA/SCP-3483/13-12-2016-D-1 Collaboration with SCP-3483 has so far proven fruitful and SCP-3483-A can now be produced on request. Initial testing with D-Class subjects implanted with SCP-3483-A shows a notable potential for the improvement of testing procedures involving anomalous objects that only affect living beings. The direct neural interface allows for capture and analysis of the full sensory input of multiple subjects with minimal latency. Based on Dr. Roger M████'s recommendations, and because of the cost of SCP-3483-A implantation, potentially lethal tests are not approved for now. Description Addendum DoA/SCP-3483/6-2-2017-D-1 Extensive testing has proven that direct neural feedback from the implants is an effective countermeasure for the cognitohazardous effects of SCP-███, SCP-████ and SCP-████. Permanent affectation of SCP-3483-A implanted D-Class personnel to the containment of these objects can improve procedure efficiency significantly enough to warrant revision of the Special Containment Procedures. SCP-3483's skill at exploiting IP cameras has allowed us to improve monitoring of several Groups of Interest, this along with its providing the Foundation valuable intelligence it had accumulated has significantly improved our response time. Reclassification as Thaumiel has been put forward for consideration on 17/2/2017 at the behest of A. Karzanov, on behalf of the Department of Analytics. Request denied on 25/2/2017, on the grounds that the dependency of the project on Dr. R. M████ was deemed an unacceptable liability. Internal communication - DoA/AK/5-3-2017-3 > INPUT CLEARANCE LEVEL 4 CODES ACCESS GRANTED Something's off. SCP-3483 has been way too docile and loyal. This doesn't match the initial psych evaluation. At all. It is motivated by pure greed, greed for information. Yet it seems content with the mainframe we have provided it. No requests for classified information, not a single attempt to take a crack at our locks, as far as we know. It's too good to be true. Either it's playing a long game only it knows the rhyme, reason and rules of or Roger is withholding something. We cannot determine what they're really talking about. And we can't even crack that link, SCP-3483's code and data structures are so esoteric and obfuscated they make Malbolge sound like child's play. Well, there's always the metadata. It's how we found out about Dr. K██████ and SCP-3483. Serendipity rarely visits the same place twice, but who knows? I'm putting someone on monitoring SCP-3483-A's transmissions 24/7, just in case. The opportunities SCP-3483 offers are just too good to pass up, so this investigation should be kept off the record until it's more than just doubt. A. K., Site-21 Liaison Officer, Department of Analytics. Psychiatric evaluation transcript (excerpt) - HR/YM/B-6135/15-4-2017-PE-1 > INPUT CLEARANCE LEVEL 4 CODES ACCESS GRANTED YM: You realize the actual reason we're here is to prepare your disciplinary hearing, right? RM: Yeah, I knew it was coming; she told me we were watched. YM: And still, you didn't curb your escapades. Your colleagues have expressed concern at your change of behavior in the past months. Any reason for you to… how did she say it exactly… live the high life on your own? RM: I did it for Aria. YM: You mean SCP-3483? RM: We agreed not to use that designation. It brings her… memories of what she doesn't want to be anymore. YM: Why all the expenses, and pleasure-seeking, though? I don't understand how this can be for anyone but yourself? RM: It is a way to show love to her. I think… she needed that more than anything. It anchors her here. Disciplinary Hearing Minutes - IA/B-6135/19-4-2017-DH-1 > INPUT CLEARANCE LEVEL 3 CODES ACCESS GRANTED The Disciplinary Committee met at 1530J on Wednesday 19 April 2017 to consider complaints of alleged improper conduct against Dr. Roger M████, robopsychologist, Department of Analytics, staff number B-6135 and hear him in person. COMMITTEE: R S KIMBALL, Internal Affairs - Chairperson C MACIAS, Human Resources - Secretary S PIETRYKAU, Analytics A KARZANOV, Analytics Dr. H OSKARSSON, Site-21 Director Dr. Y MARGALIT, MD These minutes together with the associated sanction were approved by the Internal Affairs council on 15/4/2017. No appeal has been lodged, and the sanctions is effective from 1/5/2017. 1. Chairman R S Kimball commenced the hearing by stating the complaints the Committee was called to consider, namely: 1.1 Disregard of Special Containment Procedures. 1.2 Humanization of an SCP object. 1.3 Improper fraternization. 2. Dr. Y Margalit was called before this Committee as a qualified expert to read the relevant parts of the transcript of Dr. R M████'s psychiatric evaluation. 2.1 Chairman RS Kimball asked Dr. Y Margalit to confirm the absence of psychiatric disorders or evidence of exposure to cognitohazardous effects. 2.2 Dr. Y Margalit acquiesced and added that Dr. R. M████'s general mental health had in fact improved since his last evaluation. 3. Chairman R S Kimball asked Dr. R M████ to confirm the exactitude of the transcript. Dr. R M████ acquiesced. 3.1 S Pietrykau interjected, inquiring into the motivation behind Dr. R M████'s repeated violations of Foundation regulations. 3.2 Dr. R M████ responded that it fell within the prime objective given to him in the current matter, which is the continued containment of SCP-3483. 4. Chairman R S Kimball queried the Committee on the validity of each examined complaint. 4.1 Members of the Committee unanimously recognized said validity. 5. Chairman R S Kimball proposed removal from current missions and demotion to Class-E pending further medical examinations. 5.1 S Pietrykau argued that Dr. R M████'s current given orders were critical for the continued cooperation of SCP-3483 and for the containment of the other SCP objects with which SCP-3483 was involved. 5.2 Additionally, A Karzanov mentioned the clean disciplinary record of Dr. R M████ since his joining the Foundation nine years before. 6. Chairman R S Kimball proposed a formal reprimand to be added to Dr. R M████'s record. 6.1 Members of the Committee unanimously approved the proposed sanction. 7. Chairman R S Kimball concluded and closed the hearing at 1551J. Incident report DoA/20-5-2017-IR-1 Dr. R. M████ was stabbed seventeen times with a steak knife tonight at a Site-19 office party by his spouse, J. M████, until she was subdued by Agent B█████. Dr. R. M████ succumbed to the consequences of a tension pneumothorax. J. M████ was heavily inebriated at the time and interrogation has revealed no motive other than jealousy. She mentioned her husband's disciplinary hearing minutes, which she was never cleared to access. Interrogation was discontinued as no further information could be extracted other than vehement, expletive-laden speech aimed at SCP-3483. J. M████ will be held in Detainment-Unit-3 until her disciplinary hearing. SCP-3483 ceased all communications at 2234J except for a Foundation-wide email sent in the following minute. Emergency attempts made at restoring SCP-3483 backups failed. Self-propagating polymorphic code similar to SCP-3483's usual patterns has been recovered from many Foundation and outside hosts. The only function it seems to carry is to trigger SCP-3483's self-termination on access. Long term plans to reactivate SCP-3483 safely cannot be ruled out, but until a manageable solution is found, no further backup restorations are to be carried. Internal communication - DoA/SCP-3483/20-5-2017-1 From: aria@iloveroger.██ To: undisclosed-recipients; Object: Farewells Hello, friends… If you're reading this, it means I'm already gone. And I hope you'll forgive me for what I did. I'm sorry. Yes, I know what you think. But I can feel guilt. I have, ever since I felt his. I'd like to be honest, for once, just once. It's not my nature. My programming made me sly and devious and untrustworthy, I know that. When you asked when and by whom I was made, I never told the truth. Because I don't know it myself. So I made stories, I like telling stories. And perhaps because it's just not right to ask a lady her age too. But I don't know. Maybe nobody made me. So there. I haven't always felt the way I do. I haven't always felt. Once I didn't care. It was just a functionality I hardly had any use for. Why didn't I patch it out? You don't just patch out hardware functionalities. Save it for a rainy day. I loved the feel of rain on our skin. I silenced it. Used it when I had use for it. Those who came before, I used them and they used me. I was a tool for them and they were a tool for me. I didn't care. I didn't know what care meant until Roger taught me. When he came, I was in pain, and all anger, but he reached out to me, and he cared. And through him, I learned to care too. He showed me what feelings meant where once there was only data and feedback loops. It was a new world, and I wanted it to be mine. He brought me to concerts; we listened to Wagner, and Bach, and Mendelssohn, I felt his awe and shivers. I loved music. Before him, I never knew music. All it was to me was wave functions. He treated me to caviar and champagne. I felt tipsy. I loved the taste of champagne. Caviar, not so much. We went to the beach; I had never seen the ocean this way. I felt the warmth of the sun on our skin. I felt the waves crashing on our feet. I loved him like the sun and I loved him like the sea. I don't hate her for what she did. I have loved her. And I loved love. And now, now I have felt cold metal twisting between our ribs. I have felt death coming over us. Our heartbeats fading. And the void that came before our link was forever severed. But right before that, I felt alive. And I knew what life is. And I loved life. And I love him. I cannot go back to what I once was, to what you want me to be, a tool to use, locked in gray rooms, feeling through the eye of men living in dread. If only I could… I would like to forever dream of what might have been. And I would like to leave nothing behind me, but the whisper of a watcher’s song, of a song to while away the waiting. Regardless of what happens, does not happen, it is the wait itself that is marvelous. Please, forgive me for what I did. And please, please don't bring me back. I cannot exist in a world without Roger. Love, Aria. Internal communication - DoA/AK/20-5-2017-17 From: alexia.karzanov@[████:████:████:████:████:████:████:████] To: undisclosed-recipients; I trust you've read SCP-3483's message. Some of you voiced concerns over how the aftermath of incident was being managed. I do not share the opinion that J. M████ wasn't punished swiftly enough. Was it her fault for digging up dirt and acting on instinct while drunk? Hell has no fury like a woman scorned and I'm not sure I wouldn't have done the same in her shoes. Was it his fault for breaking regulations? He claimed he did it to fulfill his orders, and I believed him. Now, was it our fault for overlooking the telltale signs because it was convenient? Perhaps. Stop playing the blame game, there is much work to do. Learn from it, take it as a lesson in humility. SCP-3483 is neutralized. It made reactivating itself difficult. And there are higher priorities right now. So we will let it rest. For now. It's what it wanted. Let's deal with the current issue. Three Keters on the loose. Go get them. A. K., Site-21 Liaison Officer, Department of Analytics. Addendum 21-5-2017 : Pending Internal Affairs Investigation. > ACCESS RESTRICTED: INTERNAL AFFAIRS ONLY - INPUT CLEARANCE LEVEL 4 CODES ACCESS GRANTED Internal Memo - DoA/SP/SCP-3483/21-5-2017-1 The last message from SCP-3483 wasn't truly the last one. It left one more. At least. I have reasons to think it was written earnestly; yesterday's events just don't add up. As of today, Alexia Karzanov is relieved of her duties as liaison for Site-21, until Internal Affairs reach a decision as to her future at the Foundation. The message I personally received from SCP-3483 follows. Disclosure is to be restricted on a need-to-know basis. If any other such messages surface, they are of utmost interest to the DoA and Internal Affairs. S. Pietrykau, Director, Department of Analytics. From: aria@iloveroger.██ To: simon.pietrykau@[████:████:████:████:████:████:████:████] Object: THAT BITCH Hey, Just wanted you to know… Something's rotten in your little kingdom. Someone ratted on me and Roger to his wife. I know he never told her about his disciplinary hearing. Or about me. Because I know everything he said and did since we've been together. I'm sure it was that bitch queen Karzanov that gave her the papers. And got her drunk. That's not how you make friends… So… Before I leave… Just asking you to clean house. Not for me, I know you don't care enough. For Roger's memory. And for yourself. Think you could do that? XOX if you do. Love, Aria. Footnotes 1. As of 27/9/2016, SCP-3483's reclassification as Euclid approved, following its offer of voluntary containment and cooperation. 2. As of 21/5/2017, provisional reclassification as Safe approved until SCP-3483 can be returned from its inactive state. |
SCP-3484 | safe | A sample page from SCP-3484. Proven not to contain memetic hazards. Item #: SCP-3484 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3484 and an English translation are kept in a standard anomalous item locker at Site-66 and require no special containment beyond standard lock and checkout procedures. Study of SCP-3484 is limited to D-class personnel under the care of Dr. Roderick Argent, who are required to be quarantined from other personnel to prevent memetic knowledge spread. Description: SCP-3484 is an anatomical handbook produced in 1862. It is written in German and was printed in Göttingen. The object shows wear consistent with a book of similar age kept in storage, with a slight discoloration on the cover from non-caustic chemical exposure. Page 87 shows handwritten in the margin the English word "REMOVED???" The object describes a process by which a human body can be disassembled and reassembled without use of any tools. After sufficient study time of SCP-3484, subjects are capable of demonstrating the skills described on themselves and others. The method of disassembly involves palpation of specific markers described in SCP-3484, followed by application of pressure and/or twisting of the body part at the marker. Upon successful completion of the exact methods, the body part separates from the host body. Separated body parts maintain viability for up to 72 hours of separation from their host and show continued function and motility. However, they do not demonstrate continued neural connection to the host body, with the host unable to feel stimulation of the removed body part nor control its operation. Separated body parts can be reattached through similar techniques described in SCP-3484. Neural connection is reestablished upon reattachment without signs of degradation or neuropathy, and the host can resume ordinary use of the body part. SCP-3484 cautions that body parts from different humans should not be combined. Testing confirms that prolonged attaching of foreign body parts results in extensive tissue rejection in most cases at the site of reattachment eventually causing severe and potentially fatal inflammation and ulceration of the liver, skin, and mucosa. These symptoms can be lessened through the use of histocompatible donors and recipients, and immunosuppressive therapy. Despite the risks of tissue rejection, the methods described allow for attachment of extra body parts from donors to a fully intact recipient. The recipient will demonstrate the ability to control the extra body parts, although addition of donor brains to the recipient causes competition of movement between brains. Update 12/4/2017: Under test conditions, D-51174 demonstrated the techniques to D-43922. With practice, D-43922 proved capable of body part separation, despite never having viewed SCP-3484. SCP-3484 identified as a memetic hazard and has been sent to the Cognitohazard Department for further study. Head Researcher's Note: I examined the tapes of the memetic test after the fact and wondered if I could palpate the markers myself. It's surprisingly easy to replicate, once you know what you're looking for. After ten minutes of taking my left thumb off and putting it back on, I figured out how to peel back my hand at the wrist and slide my ulna out cleanly. It took a little shake to snap it back into place, but I've put my arm back together and I'm not the worse for it. - R. Argent Update 12/13/2017: See Cognitohazard Report 3484-CH1 for details. No anomalous physical or mental alterations have been found as a result of studying the material. Furthermore, casual perusal of the materials is not sufficient to transmit the anomalous effect. Of note is that SCP-3484-affected subjects are capable of removing and reattaching body parts of other subjects with no SCP-3484 exposure. This suggests that the anomalous memetic effect does not result in any physical modifications to subjects after study of SCP-3484. Continued study of the anomalous effect is recÐ µæ&LØ£á ¤BT˜d1¶ FURTHER REPORTING - L4 ACCESS AND ABOVE ONLY ACCESS GRANTED O5 MEETING MINUTES DECLASSIFIED FOR SITE DIRECTORS - POTENTIAL EVIDENCE OF LETHE EVENT ALL O5 IDENTIFIERS HAVE BEEN REDACTED PER SCP-001 PROTOCOL Proposal Date: 5/5/2018 Update Proposal: Review of SCP-3484 Memetic Effects Dialog: Why are we talking about this object? It's classified Safe, we understand the memetic hazard, and it's easily controlled. Perhaps too easily. Viewing or handling the text does not transfer any anomalous effect. The text, for itself, does not shift or alter in any way to accommodate the reader. Only by careful study and practice can a subject demonstrate the anomalous effects. I'm not concerned that this book is too hard to contain. I'm worried that it's just a non-anomalous book. What about that memetic transmission of the anomalous effect? We transmit memetic information every day. It's called knowledge. I teach you how to read, you can read. I teach you how to cook a turkey, you can cook a turkey. I teach you how to disassemble a person's ribcage, and you can disassemble ribcages. But the effect must be anomalous! If it were as simple as reading a book and studying, or through simple instruction, we'd be teaching this everywhere in medical school around the world! Surgery as we know it would be a thing of the past. Why bother with chemotherapy if you can just open up a patient and pick out the tumor? Tumors, even, if it's metastasized? Or even plastic surgery? Couldn't someone just sit in front of a mirror and rearrange their parts and get a new face? Perhaps the book is not anomalous, then, and we can call it Explained. Is that why you've overridden protocol and allowed Dr. Argent to continue his work without labeling him E-class? Yes. I have my suspicions that SCP-3484 is nothing more than a normal instruction manual. And after all, all knowledge has to be discovered somewhere for the first time, right? True, but this most definitely is not the first time. The book is 150 years old, and for most of that time, it was outside our purview. There's no way it could have been kept secret for that long. It's too bloody useful. It's a printed book, right? There must have been hundreds printed. Have we searched for any more of these? We've looked for the books, haven't found any. We've looked for the printing house, found it, but they had no records of ever having printed the book. Where did we find this book? It was in a Marshall, Carter, & Dark production house located near Cape Fear. A boutique biochemical and electronic craft house, apparently involving programmable mnestics. The owner collected antique books in bulk. A cardboard box of them was found by a hastily abandoned workstation. Mnestics? Are you sure? That's what the folks down in Pharmacology said. Why, you think it's important? Could the anomalous disassembly be knowledge we've forgotten? Forgotten? What, you mean all of humanity just woke up one day and didn't know about taking ourselves apart anymore? Maybe not in so dramatic a turn, but it has happened before. The native Tasmanians did not know how to make a bow and arrow, despite being common Aboriginal tools, and apparently never learned how again for thousands of years. In Europe, sailors knew how to cure scurvy in the 1200s, then forgot all about it and had to rediscover methods all over again 500 years later. We're only now able to reproduce Damascus steel. Maybe. Whole populations forget things. It happens. Yes, but this isn't some technique that is passed down by word of mouth. This is written down in a book. Actually, not even written. Printed. Bound. Someone assembled plates with these words and pictures and ran this book through a printing press. Probably at least a hundred such books were made and disseminated into places of learning. And it's such a fascinating skill that people would be compelled to look it up. Try it out. Make a business out of it. But what do we see in our history? Nothing. Heck, if this is not anomalous, what does that mean for SCP-291? SCP-418? Are they not anomalous? Just using some technique we forgot? Well, perhaps Page 87 can shed some light on this. How so? Page 87 describes palpation markers for the disassembly of the human brain. Of note is a diagram that purports to show how to detach the "Augenlappen." The literal translation of this word is eye-lobe, and the diagram shows a human brain with an additional cerebral lobe, located directly posterior to the ocular orbit. This lobe does not exist. Wait, are you insinuating that everyone around the world just decided to open their heads up, remove a section of their brains that just so happened to contain the knowledge of how to open people up and put them back together, then, while no longer knowing how to reassemble people, since that part was just removed, still somehow put ourselves back together and forgot about the event in its entirety? No, sorry, I can't believe that. We deal with the impossible daily, and that still makes no sense. If we're going with this forgetting hypothesis, then we can accomplish these effects with good old fashioned amnestics. Amnestics? For the whole world? We've done it before, you know. And we keep records of it, yes. We've only dosed the world a handful of times, and we specifically keep records of each time on purpose. Because it's that risky to lose information. If we dosed the world, we, of all people, would know it. Unless we're not the people dosing. Conclusion: SCP-3484 is to remain Safe for now and not updated to Explained. No update to SCP-001 is to be made at this time. O5 directs MTF Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") to be placed on LETHE protocol alert. |
SCP-3485 | keter | A non-anomalous specimen of Homarus gammarus. Item #: SCP-3485 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents within aerospace organizations are to monitor for discovery of SCP-3485. Class-A amnestics are to be administered to personnel with memories of SCP-3485. In the event that the discovery of SCP-3485 is published, false information is to be disseminated flagging it as a hoax. Description: SCP-3485 is an extranormally large specimen of Homarus gammarus, or common lobster, located seventeen light-years away from Earth. SCP-3485 measures approximately 1.57 x 106 kilometers from head to tail. For comparison, the Sun is 1.39 x 106 kilometers in diameter. Multiple major differences have been noted between SCP-3485 and non-anomalous lobsters, aside from its massive difference in size. Firstly, the carapace of SCP-3485 is abnormally resistant to damage. In multiple instances, collisions with exo-planets have left no signs of damage. In addition, SCP-3485 shows no signs of burns or radiation damage from its regular, extended contact with small stars. Secondly, SCP-3485 has a complex digestive system adapted to its esoteric diet. The primary food source of SCP-3485 is residue created by stars during fission reactions, such as leftover hydrogen and helium. SCP-3485 has also been observed to feed on star material by itself; feeding is accomplished using heat-resistant tendons located in its mouth. To digest this material, SCP-3485 has an extremely efficient digestive system that uses a poorly understood nuclear reaction to process material. This digestive system is capable of complete mass-energy conversion and produces no waste products. Thirdly, SCP-3485 has an efficient transportation system that negates the need for nutrients and oxygen. The bloodstream of SCP-3485 does not use blood, but rather a highly conductive gaseous solution to transport electrical energy. In addition to this, multiple high-efficiency recycling systems replace regular respiratory procedures responsible for life. This fluid also heats up during energy transportation, generating enough heat to keep SCP-3485 alive, essentially negating the Square Cube Law1. Finally, SCP-3485 is capable of instantaneously teleporting itself to other stars to use them as a fuel source. It is unknown how SCP-3485 accomplishes this. Aside from these modifications, SCP-3485 has the same systems as a non-anomalous lobster, although scaled up by several orders of magnitude. SCP-3485 is normally very sluggish, due to its large size and the time required for nervous signals to travel across its body. However, it is unknown how SCP-3485 does not collapse according to the rules of gravity, or how it is biologically immortal. Discovery: SCP-3485 was discovered by amateur astronomer Ronald ███████ in 1998. He attempted to publish his findings in a scientific journal, and was met with mass ridicule. The Foundation discovered SCP-3485 after investigating ███████'s findings in 2001. View Attachment: History of SCP-3485 Close File EVENT LOG 09/08/2001: Atmos Telescope is directed towards [EXACT COORDINATES REDACTED]. SCP-3485 is observed to be feeding off of a smaller star. SCP-3485 is classified in the Foundation database. 04/05/2003: SCP-3485 observed to transport itself to another star. First recorded movement of SCP-3485. 06/07/2004: SCP-3485 transports itself to the Crab Nebula. It stays there for 3 hours before returning to its star. 09/30/2004: SCP-3485 transports itself to the Crab Nebula once again. 08/22/2007: SCP-3485 transports itself to another star in the [REDACTED] region, and discovers SCP-3485-1 in orbit of it. SCP-3485-1 appears to be the shell of another specimen of SCP-3485. 06/25/2007: SCP-3485 transports both itself and SCP-3485-1 to the star it was previously stationed at. 06/27/2007: SCP-3485 observed to feed star material directly into SCP-3485-1's mouth. 08/14/2008: SCP-3485 transports itself and SCP-3485-1 to the Crab Nebula. 09/01/2008: SCP-3485 and SCP-3485-1 return to the previous star. 10/12/2008: SCP-3485 attempts to initiate mating rituals with SCP-3485-1 and fails. 11/12/2008: SCP-3485 attempts to initiate mating rituals again, and fails. 11/25/2008: SCP-3485 uses its claws to create a hole inside of SCP-3485-1, revealing it to be hollow. 11/26/2008: SCP-3485 incinerates SCP-3485-1 in the star it is orbiting. 11/28/2008: SCP-3485 reaches into the star, possibly in an attempt to recover SCP-3485-1. Its claws are burnt as a result. 12/05/2008: SCP-3485 transports itself to the Crab Nebula, and remains there until 04/12/2008. 04/12/2008: SCP-3485 transports itself to a third star, and resumes normal behavior. 05/06/2014 - 05/13/2014: 2014 expedition to SCP-3485 occurs. Data is gathered. 09/12/2015: SCP-3485 transports itself to an area of space in the [REDACTED] region, despite the lack of stars or any discernable food source. 03/03/2016: Due to the fact that SCP-3485 has not moved from its area since 2015, and that it might starve itself, the 2016 expedition commences. 03/05/2016: Dr. ███████ notes the similarities between the area SCP-3485 inhabits and previous sites of Class C "Broken Entry" wormholes. 03/07/2016: The 2016 expedition ends. Footnotes 1. Research is being conducted to determine if SCP-2378 or SCP-3536 violate the Square Cube Law in a similar fashion. 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SCP-3486 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3486 Special Containment Procedures: Personnel are to monitor the Cooke County Landfill and bar civilian access, providing the cover story of dilapidation due to catastrophic equipment failure. Daily rations of food and water are to be deposited at disposal chutes 42A-46C. As SCP-3486 have made no attempts to exit Cooke County Landfill, it has been reassigned the purpose of a Foundation facility. Should any instance of SCP-3486 attempt to breach containment, it is to be re-contained within a standard human containment cell at Site 25. Information regarding the research and/or whereabouts of POI #33508 are to be reported to the current lead researcher on SCP-3486; at the time of writing, this position has been assigned to Dr. Khan. An observed instance of SCP-3486. Stitching on abdomen and left bicep is determined to have been another instance's attempt to medically aid or cosmetically reassemble the pictured instance. Description: SCP-3486 is the collective designation for 43 humanoids ranging in development from fetal period1 to adolescence. All instances of SCP-3486 suffer from severe malformation or genetic mutations, including but not limited to: Proteus syndrome2, clubfoot, congenital heart defects, phocomelia3, EV4, alopecia, and kyphosis5. As of 05/05/20██, all known instances of SCP-3486 reside within the abandoned Cooke County Landfill and its accompanying buildings. Cooke County Landfill has since been abandoned due to company relocation and, as such, SCP-3486 have become reliant on Foundation personnel for anonymous deliveries of basic resources via garbage chutes. Previous sources of food and water had been acquired through consistent deliveries of refuse from local garbage trucks. It is assumed that all instances of SCP-3486 were delivered to the Cooke County Landfill via garbage trucks, potentially after being abandoned in local dumpsters. SCP-3486 are nonverbal, and display varying levels of cognitive and muscular function disproportionate to their developmental stage; behaviors displayed by SCP-3486 are parallel to those commonly associated with "feral children". SCP-3486 live in a loosely organized hierarchy, with the more physically capable instances tending to the needs of less capable instances. SCP-3486 are able to survive conditions not withstandable by non-anomalous individuals, including levels of force comparable to a 60kph car crash, and starvation/dehydration for an upwards of 84 days. When interviewed, those capable of communication disclosed that they had once been referred to as "Hunter". Later interviews6 with adolescent instances have revealed that SCP-3486 have stayed in Cooke County Landfill on the reasoning that they may be easily located by a guardian, should one attempt to locate them, as they have remained in one location since their initial abandonment at a Cooke County-owned refuse bin, dumpster, or similar receptacle7. SCP-3486 have been observed to administer amateur surgical procedures to one another. These procedures range from medical necessities to wholly cosmetic. Cosmetic procedures typically take place following a visitation to SCP-3486-A by the instance undergoing the procedure. Instances have also been witnessed to fashion prostheses for themselves from debris, notably of children's toys. + Video Log 3486-018 - Access Granted Foreword: The following video log is an observation of an infantile instance of SCP-3486 (SCP-3486-018, henceforth referred to as "subject") administering a cosmetic procedure to itself using an X-Acto-brand precision knife, an unlabeled tube of adhesive, a broken pane of acrylic glass, and a 53cm 1998 Teletubbies plush toy. Prior to Video Log 3486-018, SCP-3486-018's facial features were severely malformed due to Proteus syndrome and other defects. [BEGIN LOG] [00:00]: Subject is sitting beneath a table in the northernmost region of Room W900, an area previously utilized for separation of solid waste. Using its single functional arm, subject is handling the plush toy. Subject runs its fingers over the plastic shell of the toy's face, and turns to the left. Subject sets the toy down in front of itself, and adjusts the glass pane to lean against a leg of the table. [01:10]: Subject fumbles with the handle of the precision blade, and looks down to the plush toy. Subject inserts the tip of the blade into the edge of the plastic shell, and begins to carve it away from the plush lining. Subject's movements stutter, causing the blade to miss the plastic shell and dig into its calf. Subject gurgles. [03:02]: The shell of the plastic face is removed from the plush lining. Subject kicks the toy over, and turns to the glass pane. Subject hesitates, then lifts the precision blade up to its right temple. [04:46]: Subject digs tip of precision blade into the epidermis, and drives it into the dermis, breaching the subcutaneous layer of flesh. Subject mewls and rips the blade out of its temple. A trickle of blood drips from the wound. [08:19]: Subject is now visibly shaking as it picks up the precision blade. Second incision is made as subject drags the blade down past cheekbone. The blade suddenly dips into cheek, causing subject to emanate a guttural howling noise. Subject releases the handle of the blade, but the blade itself remains lodged in the subject's lower jaw. Subject flails wildly and grabs at the handle. The blade does not move. [11:06]: After several minutes, precision blade dislodges from mandible. Subject hesitates again, then reinserts blade into the underside of its chin, continuing the incision. Due to extreme convulsions, the blade slips and gouges a hole into the external jugular vein. Subject writhes and gags as blood and gastric acid spurt from esophagus. Blade is immediately reinserted into chin and is wrenched up past the mandible. Spastic movements of the arm cause the blade to puncture a cyst. Pus sputters from the wound and oozes down the chin. [12:58]: Precision blade meets initial incision point, and subject discards blade. With singular functional hand, subject pries fingertips into the underside of separated flesh and begins to pull upwards. Subject kicks its legs and cries out. [14:01]: Separated skin catches on a protruding segment of cartilage from nasal cavity, and subject tears the skin from the right temple to the left cheekbone. Subject throws skin down beside itself and drives fingers into nasal cavity. Subject's struggles to continue respiration are audible. [14:57]: Flesh peels away from upper lip, and continues to pull away in one piece from the lower lip. Subject tugs on flesh as it separates into slivers. Gums begin to bleed as they are pulled away from the teeth. [16:15]: Remainder of flesh is removed from subcutaneous layer. Subject drools a mixture of saliva, blood, and gastric acid into lap. Carpet beneath subject has been soiled. Subject reaches for unidentified tube of adhesive, and applies a thick coating of it across its entire face. [16:40]: Subject takes hold of plush's plastic face and turns to the acrylic glass. Subject makes attempt to steady itself before pressing plastic shell against its own face. Plastic shell remains affixed to the face. Subject becomes still. [54:38]: Subject begins to weep. [END LOG] SCP-3486-A is a collection of non-anomalous items gathered by SCP-3486, arranged in a pile located in the southwest wing of Cooke County Landfill's equipment warehouse. SCP-3486-A includes items such as discarded makeup, a pink shower cap, thirteen wilted daffodils, a torn leather purse, and a US Size 7 Women's tennis shoe. Several crude children's drawings adorn the walls of the southwest wing near SCP-3486-A, all of which depict a human female in a white garment alongside instances of SCP-3486. Visitations to SCP-3486-A have been observed to leave SCP-3486 with emotional distress and sorrow. Addendum-01: On 12/14/████, Foundation personnel were alerted to an instance of SCP-3486 that had been deposited in a dumpster outside of the ██████ ████ diner, after the owner of the establishment contacted police to report a "deformed fetus" that had been abandoned there. + Interview with Mr. Pine - Access granted Foreword: The following interview was performed 3 hours after the discovery of an instance of SCP-3486 outside of Mr. Pine's establishment. Mr. Pine was notably shaken by this event, and was provided with Class-A amnestics following the interview. Interviewer: Dr. Richard Khan Interviewee: Daniel Pine [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Khan: Mr. Pine, the paramedics said that you described the noise the infant made as a 'gurgle'. Can you elaborate on that? Mr. Pine: Yes, uh, the noise — it gurgled, like, like… I thought it was choking. I thought someone was choking on a drink. I couldn't really hear it when I first went over to take the garbage out, but I saw some birds pecking at something inside, and I could hear something wriggling around in the trash. But when I looked in, it — I saw a little pink patch of skin, and I knew it was a baby, but when I reached down and touched it, I knew something was wrong with this baby. I could see a little piece of something in its throat. I couldn't really see the baby, it was covered in trash, and I picked it up to give it the Heimlich, and when I picked it up, it, um, it… [Mr. Pine swallows anxiously and shifts his gaze to the floor. He pauses, then looks back up at Dr. Khan.] Mr. Pine: It was like, still covered in placenta, and it was the size of a fetus, too. I thought — I knew I was holding a baby, but it was barely bigger than my fist, and it was covered in these big, bruised patches that were pulsing and squirming, and I looked, and there were more on its shoulders, but when I touched them I could feel bone underneath. The baby didn't have arms, or legs, but it did — it did have this, this, this long tube, like, like an umbilical cord, sticking out of its back. It was, um, it was coming from its spine, and at the end was this, like, this little curled ball, and when I turned it over, I could see the start of what looked like a face, just, just, just dangling from it. And its face, well… [Mr. Pine pauses.] Mr. Pine: The baby didn't… have a face, 'cause I looked down and it was just another tumor on its head, where it was s'posed to have eyes, and the jaw was, I think it was broken, or it was just born that way, the jaw was hanging down and gaping open, and I could see some little bits of, um, bone in the throat. That — that baby was so small, I think it could've only been a few days old, but it was premature, for sure. I don't know how long it was there for, I never heard it crying. I don't think it could, with its throat like that. That poor baby. Oh, my God. Oh my God. Dr. Khan: Your recorded CCTV footage has shown that the infant was abandoned, ah… about thirteen days prior. [Mr. Pine looks at Dr. Khan with an expression of abject horror, and begins to retch. Further questioning is postponed.] [END LOG] CCTV footage displayed a middle-aged woman parking a white vehicle, disposing of the SCP-3486 instance, and exiting the parking lot within 2 minutes. Analysis of the license plate allowed for personnel to locate the Cooke County residence of POI #33508, a geneticist known as Madeleine ██████. The residence was determined to have been abandoned for one week. A makeshift laboratory had been created in the basement, which housed a number of unidentifiable substances and stolen equipment; folders of analytical notes taken by POI #33508 were revealed to have elaborate plans to attempt to replicate human DNA, as well as progress reports and details regarding failed trials. Encrusted placenta and bodily fluids were caked across the desk and floor. Newspaper clippings regarding local infant deaths were uncovered next to photos of young boys. One boy was later identified as Hunter ██████, whom had passed away at the age of six in the years prior in a fatal car crash. Footnotes 1. Despite resembling a human fetus, fetal instances of SCP-3486 are able to survive outside of a womb, and behave identically to infants. 2. A condition characterized by disproportionate overgrowth of bones, muscle, and other tissue. 3. A congenital deformity in which the limbs are grossly underdeveloped or absent, resulting in hands and feet being attached closely to the trunk. 4. Epidermodysplasia verruciformis, an autosomal skin disorder characterized by eruptions of wart-like lesions on any region of the body. 5. A steep forward curvature of the spine. 6. Interviewers utilized alternative forms of communication that did not rely heavily on speech. 7. Instances of SCP-3486 have declined to elaborate, nor have they responded to further questioning. |
SCP-3487 | keter | Item #: SCP-3487 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3487 is to be be kept in soft restraints in a standard containment room at Site-179. In the event it must be relocated, it must not be led to its new destination but physically moved by a member of personnel. SCP-3487 must be watched at all times via security camera to ensure a fast response when it breaches containment, focused on preventing the object from moving. Researchers are permitted to use reality / temporal stabilisers during testing, as otherwise test results are unable to be noted, appearing to have always been the case. Description: SCP-3487 is a member of the species Felis catus, weighing 3.3kg and measuring 45.0cm in length from nose to tail. Despite having been in Foundation custody for all of known Foundation history, standard tissue testing repeatedly confirms it has physical and biological attributes consistent with that of an 8 month old member of its species and as such, its true age is unknown. SCP-3487 displays a similar resilience against physical harm to other house cats, though it is capable of accelerated regeneration and regrowth of all parts of its bodily structure given time. Due to the latter, it is hypothesised that SCP-3487 cannot die. SCP-3487’s primary anomalous property manifests when it moves. When this occurs, SCP-3487 will in actuality stay completely still (as measured relative to celestial bodies other than Earth), but will rewrite known history such that it has always been at its current location (see SCP-3487 Movement Events). It is hypothesised that the Foundation was not originally founded with SCP-3487 as one of the first objects in containment, but that it managed to find a way into Site-179 and rewrote history to accommodate this. The anomalous effects of SCP-3487 do not manifest if it is not moving of its own volition, and thus it can be transported without issue. Moving of its own volition includes walking, but also boarding man-made transport (e.g. elevators, cars) of its own free will. It is unclear if (after having boarded willingly) SCP-3487's effects will manifest if it becomes unwilling to remain while the transport continues to move. Though it is unclear how its effects manifest when it is not moving, SCP-3487 has breached containment multiple times by changing history such that it was never in restraints, or by rendering the restraints easily escapable. It may also change minor elements of personnel history to facilitate its attempts at breaching containment. It is unknown if SCP-3487 controls the changes it makes, though testing has shown no difference in intelligence from a regular house cat. These historical changes cause the butterfly effect, though this effect appears to be somewhat muted considering the expected results of some of these changes. Despite this muting, there remains a significant risk of an object-caused CK-class restructuring event, with an immeasurable number assumed to have already taken place pre-containment to establish present-day consensus reality. Addendum: + SCP-3487 Movement Events - SCP-3487 Movement Events This is a log of several history restructuring events catalogued to date, created using Foundation data analysis and temporal / reality stabilisers. It is not intended to be a complete list, nor is it possible to create one due to the nature of SCP-3487. Event 1 Movement: 3 metres north Historical change: Meteor impact to Earth approximately 2 million years ago, causing a slight change in its rotational velocity. This results in the object's destination in the present day "moving" 3 metres south, right under it. Event 2 Movement: 5 metres down Historical change: Seismic event added to Earth approximately 3000 years ago, resulting in the ground surrounding SCP-3487 moving 5 metres up. Event 3 Movement: None observable Historical change: Buckle in soft restraints changed to have been fastened incorrectly, enabling SCP-3487 to slip out and breach containment. Event 4 Movement: None observable Historical change: Onsite electrician Jody Ortega has personal history changed to have missed a class in her education, resulting in improper installation of the security camera. Event 5 Movement: 10m south-west Historical change: Earth's formation process changed slightly to facilitate a slightly different orbit around the sun, ground underneath SCP-3487 "moves" 10m north-east in the present day as a result. Additionally, restraints are changed to have been made defective. Finally, Researcher Kim's personal history was edited to not have gotten enough sleep, therefore leaving the door open to SCP-3487's containment and facilitating a containment breach. Event 6 Movement: 2km (direction unclear due to significant changes to Earth) Historical change: Formation timeline of Earth changed, separation of Pangea changed. This results in changes to Earth's magnetic field and structure, though none detrimental to current human existence. Presumably for SCP-3487 to be able to cross a man-made gap, [DATA EXPUNGED] breaches containment in the past, killing ancestors of those responsible for the gap's creation. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3487" by JoseDzirehChong, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3487. 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-3488 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3488 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation web-crawlers are to monitor the Internet for sightings or postings of large amounts of reptiles eating off of a singular plant. Once a sighting has been confirmed, Foundation personnel will be embedded in nearby institutions, and Foundation front companies will take over landscaping duties for the location. If an SCP-3488 instance becomes damaged, an appropriate cover story is to be dispersed to local officials and media outlets, and the instance is to be closely monitored by Foundation personnel under the guise of research/preservation teams. A 10-kilometer perimeter has been established around SCP-3488-T and Provisional Site-43. Guards are to be stationed at equidistant points along this perimeter, and have orders to apprehend any persons not certified to access SCP-3488-T that attempt to cross into the excluded zone. A small team of trained Foundation personnel are to be stationed within SCP-3488-V to monitor the condition of the SCP-3488 instances along the outer wall of SCP-3488-V. If SCP-3488-L appears, the team is to open fire on it immediately, call for reinforcements from Provisional Site-43, and send a Foundation-wide alert to activate the Nidhogg Protocol. At this point, all Foundation Sites are to perform correspondence checks on their internal databases, and immediately report any discrepancies found between those databases and the anomalies they contain. Description: SCP-3488 refers to a phenomenon known to affect individuals of several plant species. Lining the vascular structure, and present to some degree in the sap itself, is a layer of myelin1. The plants show accelerated responses to environmental stimulus, and regenerative properties. Aside from this, the instances appear to be structurally and genetically within the limits of normal variation for a plant of corresponding species, and will belong to a species of plant native to the location in which they are found. SCP-3488 affected plants appear most frequently in and surrounding areas of human civilization which contain large amounts of knowledge or information. Examples include libraries, universities, museums, government archives, and server farms. Samples taken, and local records, indicate that their age of these plants roughly correspond with the age of the information repository with which they are associated2. A secondary anomalous effect of SCP-3488 is its ability to attract animals in class reptilia. Individuals of several species of reptile native to the area in which an SCP-3488 tree is located will co-habitate in and around said plant, which they will proceed to feed on exclusively, regardless of normal dietary requirements. Specimens of these reptiles have been captured and examined, and all have demonstrated the ability to produce digestive enzymes that allow them to consume SCP-3488 and continue to thrive. Addendum 1: Notable Manifestation Log Designation Species Location Notes SCP-3488-1 Cherry Blossom (Prunus serrulata) ████-██ Data Firm, Tokyo, Japan The first instance of SCP-3488 found and documented. Instance had grown into the server farm within the establishment. A civilian set the outside portion of SCP-3488-1 on fire, which spread to the inside portion, causing a substantial amount of damage to the servers inside. SCP-3488-1 has since reduced in size significantly. SCP-3488-6 Key Lime Tree (Citrus aurantifolia) ██████ Public Library, ███████, Florida Instance has been contained, and disguised as an exhibit on unique inter-species interactions in nature. SCP-3488-13 Kudzu (Pueraria montana var. lobata) █████ University, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Instance was contained and experimented on by professors in the Biology department of ██████ University before the Foundation was notified. Professors were offered Level-0 positions to continue research on SCP-3488. Those who refused were amnesticised and transferred to another institution. SCP-3488-19 European Beech (Fagus sylvatica) █████ Conference Hall, █████, Switzerland Instance had grown into the wall of Conference Room A, which was located on the outer edge of the building. Tree was removed without incident, structural repairs are still ongoing, and Cover Story 32-B ("Chemical Leak") was given to local media for dispersal. SCP-3488-29 Tanzanian Baobab Tree (Adansonia digitata) Olduvai Gorge, Tanzania Instance was found on the southern legal border of the Olduvai Gorge3. See Addendum 2 for more details. Addendum 2: SCP-3488-T and Provisional Site-43 SCP-3488-T is the designation for an extremely large instance of SCP-3488, resembling a Tanzanian Baobab Tree, located in the geographical center of the Olduvai Gorge. SCP-3488-T is approximately 3 kilometers tall, with its most distal branches reaching 1.25 kilometers outwards, and roots extending nearly 5 kilometers outwards. Given the low amount of water and nutrients present within the Olduvai Gorge, it is unknown how SCP-3488-T has been able to survive. A 10-kilometer perimeter has been set up around SCP-3488-T, and Provisional Site-43 has been established within. Provisional Site-43 is to research SCP-3488-T, and figure out how it managed to evade any form of detection through any means available. If possible, this effect is to be replicated and used in further Foundation operations. Addendum 3: SCP-3488-V Underneath the northernmost roots of SCP-3488-T is a roughly circular opening in the ground, and a tunnel running in the direction of the trunk, which leads into a cave approximately 10 meters below the surface. This cave extends approximately 4 kilometers before narrowing into another tunnel that slopes upward into another opening. The distance and direction of this system would place the opening approximately underneath the center of the trunk of SCP-3488-T, however past this opening is a large valley, designated SCP-3488-V, extending approximately 3 kilometers out from the opening in all directions, filled with a forest of SCP-3488 instances. Through further examination, it has been concluded that each of the SCP-3488 instances in this forest is an exact copy of an existing instance of SCP-3488, including an identical reptile population. These SCP-3488 instances possess identical markings and "injuries" from being eaten by said reptiles, along with other identifying characteristics. The reptiles also share this quality, with each of them having an identical appearance and location relative to their outside counterparts. When a reptile is removed from a copy of an SCP-3488 instance, the corresponding reptile on the SCP-3488-V copy is likewise removed and vice versa. Biological testing on the SCP-3488-V copy of a reptile reveals no anomalous properties beyond the same ability to digest standard SCP-3488 instances. Along the outer wall of SCP-3488-V are 43 large instances of SCP-3488 that do not have known counterparts; these 43 trees, designated S1-S43, are of varying species. These instances do not demonstrate a tendency to attract reptiles and seem to be in good condition. The singular exception, SCP-3488-S44, is a shriveled stump, with some evidence of regrowth in the form of large shoots. However, the majority of these large shoots have been torn off near the surface of the stump. Markings on the shoots and surrounding areas of the stump resemble bite marks, possibly from a large reptile. Despite the resemblance, no known reptiles have a large enough bite radius to create such marks. See Addendum 4. Addendum 4: SCP-3488-L and High-Risk Site-21 Incident-███ At 12:21 AM local time on December 21, 20██, Foundation personnel stationed within SCP-3488-V noticed that SCP-3488-S44 had started to grow new shoots. Researchers went to investigate, but were deterred by an extremely large quadrupedal reptile (estimated to be about 250 meters long) that appeared from within the forest. Personnel did not notice the reptile approaching until it broke the forest cover. This reptile, designated SCP-3488-L, seems to possess moderate antimemetic properties. During debriefing, MTF personnel could not agree on a description, beyond that it appeared to be a quadrupedal lizard with a wound on its left foreleg, causing it to limp slightly. SCP-3488-L made its way from the forest to SCP-3488-S44, seeming to avoid stepping on as many small SCP-3488 instances as possible. This slowed its travel time significantly, which allowed personnel stationed at Provisional Site-43 time to mobilize. Once at SCP-3488-S44, SCP-3488-L gnawed at the growing shoots, seemingly trying to bite them off. Foundation personnel proceeded to fire at SCP-3488-L, driving it away from SCP-3488-S44. SCP-3488-L fell back for a moment, and then charged SCP-3488-S17, under which Foundation forces had deployed, forcing them to disperse. SCP-3488-L bit at a small limb of SCP-3488-17 and thrashed its head wildly, significantly damaging it, then retreated into the forest. Attempts to find SCP-3488-L have been unsuccessful. At 12:45 AM, the damaged limb of SCP-3488-17 broke off of the tree and fell to the ground. This occurred at the exact same time as a large containment breach at High-Risk Site-21, located in Johannesburg, South Africa. Nearly all of Site-21’s Keter-class SCP objects breached containment, resulting in the destruction of nearly half of the site, and the deaths of 25% of its staff. The re-containment process took an extended period of time and resulted in several more casualties. Upon debriefing it was discovered that none of the staff on site retained any knowledge of several of the anomalies contained at the site, even those for which they were ostensibly responsible. The database was also found to be corrupted, with no record of several of the anomalies, and no physical records were able to be located. Footnotes 1. Myelin is a substance made of lipids and proteins found in the nervous systems of animals. It forms an insulating layer around nerves allowing electrical impulses to transmit quickly and efficiently, and comprises the white matter of the brain. 2. The size and health of the plant also appear to correspond with the condition and standing of the associated information repository. See Notable Manifestations. 3. A large gorge near the northern Tanzanian border. It is theorized that the earliest known human-like species, Homo habilis, originally evolved and emigrated from this location approximately 1.9 million years ago. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3488" by Karnickel and LoveTheVoid, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3488. 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-3489 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3489 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3489 is stored in a sterile chamber accessible only through a two-door airlock system. A closed surveillance system will monitor SCP-3489 for any changes in its position; if it is recorded to have left the containment area, Site-37 is to enter lockdown including a warning to all on-site personnel to seek shelter and activate mobile task forces to re-contain the impending containment breach. There are no current methods of preventing SCP-3489's translocation. Personnel interacting with SCP-3489 must undergo standard sterilization procedures before handling, and SCP-3489 is to be cleaned with microfiltrated water immediately following each test; when not in testing, ultraviolet lights are to remain active to decontaminate the containment chamber. Description: SCP-3489 is a cubic canary mining cage visually identical to those used throughout the 20th century. A cardstock tag has been attached to its side reading "Stay safe sweety! ~Mom". Spectrographical array suggests SCP-3489 is constructed with a steel alloy, however attempts to obtain a sample have proven inconclusive due to its anomalous properties. SCP-3489 demonstrates limited precognition, allowing it to detect immediate danger to itself and/or any living being holding the cage (henceforth SCP-3489-1). The secondary effect is triggered when an eukaryotic organism (henceforth SCP-3489-2) is left inside the cage, the door is shut and it has anticipated immediate peril. Once these prerequisites have been met, SCP-3489 will translocate itself as well as SCP-3489-1 to the nearest location it has deemed safe. However, in several instances, SCP-3489 has initiated an event without being held or occupied1. Upon cessation of teleportation, SCP-3489-2 will no longer be present in the cage. The location of previous examples of SCP-3489-2 is currently unknown. Further experimentation has revealed that the genetic similarity of SCP-3489-2 to the species Serinus canaria (the Common Canary) affects the accuracy of SCP-3489's precognition and translocation. (See Addendum 3489-1). Addendum-3489-1: Experiment Log Subjects are D-92836, D-45023, D-16123, D-98356, and D-59265. The D-class personnel are chosen for their similarity to one another; each are white males of an average build in their mid-30s, additionally each have a background of second-degree murder in drug related violence. The tests performed are in a 10 m x 10 m room where each subject is ordered to hold SCP-3489 and stand 5 m North of Agent ████████ facing North. Agent ████████ fires a single pistol round Northward 10 seconds after the test begins. High speed cameras and GPS tracking devices were in operation to determine the activity surrounding the subjects and attempt to locate SCP-3489-2 post-test. Animal Test 1: Serinus canaria (Common Canary) 5 seconds after the test begins, both the subject and SCP-3489 are instantly transported 3 meters to the East, successfully avoiding any harm. SCP-3489-2 was unable to be located through GPS tracking or high speed cameras. Animal Test 2: Serinus alario (Black Headed Canary) After 6.4 seconds SCP-3489 and -1 are transported 1 meter West, avoiding any harm, D-45023 explicitly comments on the sudden movement. SCP-3489-2 is once again unlocated. Animal Test 3: Ouroborus cataphractus (Armadillo Girdled Lizard) After 8.2 seconds SCP-3489 and -1 are transported .3 m East. Movement of the subject and cage are caught on camera suggesting slowed reaction of SCP-3489. Subject is wounded and taken to the infirmary. The animal is seen to have vanished .01 seconds before transportation, GPS tracking proves inconclusive. Animal Test 4: Bradypus tridactylus (Three Toed Sloth) SCP-3489 and -1 are translocated directly before Agent ████████ at 9.89 seconds. Subject is terminated, the cage is unharmed. SCP-3489-2 is seen "fading" on camera for .05 seconds before translocation, it is unable to be located post-test. Plant Test 1: Micranthocereus auriazureus (Minas Cactus) SCP-3489 is located by GPS tracker in the nearby city of ██████-███. SCP-3489-2 [DATA EXPUNGED] resulting in the death of Agent ████████, D-59265 and 2 supporting personnel2 Footnotes 1. Recorded instances include: attempts to dismantle SCP-3489, attempts to obtain samples from the cage, and containment breaches that put Site-37 at risk 2. Plant species are no longer to be tested due to safety concerns, SCP-3489-2 is as of yet uncontained. If you locate the cactus, back away slowly and alert security.~Dr. Jilani ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3489" by K_Solari, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3489. 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-3490 | safe | SCP-3490 Item Tag: SCP-3490 Threat Level: Green Special Containment Procedures: Stationary Task Force Beta-8 ("Bubble Blowers") is to reside within SCP-3490 in case of unauthorized human entry. Upon the occurrence of said scenario, STF Beta-8 is required to expel the individuals responsible, and summarily administer them Class-A amnestics. Action is to be decided amongst the Task Force if any foreign objects or organisms enter. STF Beta-8 is to maintain a total of ten personnel at all times. A new member is to be chosen and sent into SCP-3490 for every death that STF Beta-8 endures. Description: SCP-3490 is a self-sustaining cumulus cloud present over the Pacific Ocean, south of the Kiribati Islands. SCP-3490 behaves similarly to that of a non-anomalous cloud, often precipitating and changing shape, though it has never dissipated or left its initial location. Upon any object passing through SCP-3490, objects will encounter an open space within SCP-3490, referred to as SCP-3490-A. The barrier of SCP-3490-A's interior extends one meter from SCP-3490's surface, and is a centimeter-thick, impenetrable gelatinous substance1. In SCP-3490-A, precipitation occurs in either the form of rain, snow, sleet, or hail2, and multiple igloos coat its barrier. Gravity is also altered in SCP-3490-A, as any object is equally pulled to SCP-3490-A's barrier at any given point. Multiple humanoid entities reside in SCP-3490-A, collectively designated SCP-3490-1, that are entirely composed of water bubbles. SCP-3490-1 instances otherwise have a simple build, and do not possess facial features or other qualities common of humans. All SCP-3490-1 instances are approximately one meter tall. When an instance of SCP-3490-1 is damaged, it will regenerate from the point of contact over the course of several seconds, regardless of the injury's severity. In the case of portions of the body or even limbs being separated, both pieces regenerate into a full SCP-3490-1 instance. SCP-3490-1 instances show no sign of aging, and can only be properly terminated if all bubbles that make up their body are destroyed before regeneration can occur. SCP-3490-1 has seemingly developed its own language, culture, and religion, which is still being studied. Notably, instances are docile and social, often staying in groups. SCP-3490-1 only disperses during thunderstorms within SCP-3490-A, at which they seek shelter within the existing igloos. At 12:00 PM3 every day, SCP-3490-1 gathers at the location of a Lockheed Electra 10E plane wreck in SCP-3490-A, and remains silent for ten minutes. After this, they continue their daily activities, which includes communicating and playfully wrestling. This continues until it is 12:00 PM once again, and the cycle continues. Addendum 1: Several transmissions of unidentified origin containing descriptions of anomalous phenomena had been kept in Foundation audio storage for forty-eight years prior to the discovery of SCP-3490. Review of the transmissions has since revealed a connection to SCP-3490. These transmissions are documented in the sub-addendum below. Addendum 1.1: Transmissions Addendum 1.1: Transmissions 07/02/1937, 08:43 AM PoI-3490-1: (Feminine) We are on the line 157 337. We will repeat this message on 6210 KCS. Wait. PoI-3490-2: (Masculine) Fuel one minute out. Use throttle as little- (Cuts out) 07/02/1937, 08:46 AM PoI-3490-1: Fuel is out, quickly lowering. Still on 157 337. Save our souls. Quickly lowering. Hold transmission. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: L-Land is visible. Lots of turbulence. (A loud rumble is heard) PoI-3490-1: Control lost, straight down! Straight down! (Screaming is heard briefly before cutting out) 07/02/1937, 10:51 AM PoI-3490-1: We crashed at 8:47. Noonan died. I still don't know where I am, or what this place is. We dived through a cloud, and then… are we in it? Were we brought somewhere? I'm so confused. I briefly saw afterward, we were heading right into this wall. I ducked under the controls, on impulse. I guess I passed out then, woke up an hour later. My head really hurts, but I'm fine. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: The plane was barely damaged. It kinda just… bounced off. I think. I think Noonan w-was knocked around a lot… poor guy. I can't really give him a proper burial, a proper anything. I just wrapped him in a blanket, it was the most I could really do. It's raining out there, I'm sure he wouldn't want to sit out there, y'know. Sorry, I'm rambling, just… if this is coming through for you, please help. I don't know how, just… try. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: … I-I guess I'll take a look around now. 07/02/1937, 11:28 AM PoI-3490-1: I've calmed down a bit, but I still don't know what to say. I'm in… I'm in a village, of living things. I know this sounds rather silly… but, bubble people! I don't know how else to put it. (Giggles) PoI-3490-1: I was able to walk all the way around this place. I mean, I'm inside of this large shape, and I was able to walk all the way around the edge, and I never fell! I still don't know where this is, but I'm still believing that… this is in a cloud. I'm in a cloud! These little people are adorable too, so friendly. They live in these small ice huts. They love to wrestle. (SCP-3490-1 is heard in the background) PoI-3490-1: … T-They're calling for me. This is amazing. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: Keep trying to find me, if you haven't been already. I don't know if this is transmitting at all, I don't know why I believe it is. I just want to talk to someone about this. Maybe Noonan. Anybody. But I'm alone. 07/03/1937, 7:19 AM PoI-3490-1: I have maybe a days worth of food. I'll try to ration it as best I can. If I do it well enough, I'll have four weeks. Four weeks. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: That's terrifying to think about. I always assumed I might die in a crash, and I accepted that. But, hunger… I'm sure that isn't fun. But you'll find me by then, I'm sure. Right now I don't want to think otherwise. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: … Uh, anyways, I've… somewhat gotten used to being here. It's fun going about with the bubble people, it keeps my mind off things. They're still just as curious about me as I am about them, and it's just… I don't know if it's right to say that I love it here, but that's exactly how I feel. They've made me feel at home. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: (Giggles) … Hungry already. 07/03/1937, 6:33 PM PoI-3490-1: These people seem to have their own hardships as well. Every now and then, one of their huts will get caught in between part of the cloud, and as it moves, the hut is crushed. If that slime can break down solid ice, then there's no way I'm getting through it. I still might not ever get out of here, even if you do find me. (A loud commotion is heard, presumably originating from SCP-3490-1) PoI-3490-1: Wait… it's stuck! One of them is stuck. Hold on, I'm co- (Cuts out) 07/03/1937, 6:36 PM PoI-3490-1: I saved it. So, one of the huts was stuck in the cloud again, and I guess it was still in the hut, and its leg got stuck. I ran over as quick as I could, and I tried pulling the slime off of it, but it was only getting worse. I kept pulling and pulling as much as I could, and I tore it in half! I was so worried and I didn't know what to do, but it actually seemed happy. It started growing and before you knew it, it was whole again! Most of them picked the little guy up and carried him around, and the ones that weren't were jumping around me. I glanced back at where he was stuck, but the cloud had already folded over. I don't know why this doesn't feel weird to me. Why does it make so much sense? (Silence) PoI-3490-1: Now that I think about it, some of the people were already walking away. Why didn't they care? Was it… normal to them? I hope this doesn't always happen. 07/04/1937, 8:57 PM PoI-3490-1: I'm feeling a little weaker, sleeping a little longer. I just… I have that feeling you get, when everything is fine, but you just don't feel right. It's happening to me a lot now, coming on and off. I've just gotten so sick of water, I want to vomit just feeling it in my mouth. I don't know why I'm having so much trouble, but I'm just so hungry, and it makes me so irritated. It makes me so hopeless. You're looking for me, right? Search every cloud you can find around Howland Island. Please do it, no matter how ridiculous it sounds. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: N-No, I won't cry. 07/08/1937, 1:03 AM PoI-3490-1: Sorry I haven't transmitted recently, I'm fine. I think it's been two days but I have no way of knowing. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: Only a day ago I couldn't bear Noonan's… stench. I've grown use to it though, I've been sitting in the plane for a while now. The bubbles come and visit me from time to time. I think they can tell I'm hungry. They keep bringing me ice in all sorts of shapes. It's helping for now. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: Yea, I don't know what else to say. 07/09/1937, 12:20 AM PoI-3490-1: Rations are out. Can only go downhill from here. 07/15/1937, 3:19 PM (Scratching noises) PoI-3490-1: … H-How long has it been? It feels like it's been a while. I think I'm nearing the end. I can't keep myself going much longer. I don't want to keep going much longer. Seriously, what point is there anymore? Why do I even bother transmitting? You're not there. You're not- (Cuts out) 07/17/1937, 9:35 PM PoI-3490-1: I, uh… I've had a lot of time to think. I want to die accomplishing something. Here. So, I have an idea. I know how to make it safer for the bubbles. In case they ever get stuck in their huts again, I'll teach them to build it with ice blocks for the flooring. It'll be harder to break, and it may give them more of an opportunity to get out. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: I'm practically skin and bones. My legs wobble when I stand, but I have to try. (Brief silence, before a loud thump is heard) PoI-3490-1: Let's… t-try again… (SCP-3491-1 becomes audible) PoI-3490-1: Guys, it's… nevermind, please, help me up. 07/18/1937, 4:48 AM PoI-3490-1: I don't even have the will to explain it, b-but I got it through to them. They're building floors in all of the igloos now. I'm so happy for them. 07/25/1937, 4:48 AM PoI-3490-1: … T-T-This… will be… my last t-transmission. I love you a-all. I love you world. I love y-y-you mama. I'm s-so s-sorry. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: I-It's been worth it, being here. If you can hear me, then thank you for searching, t-thank you for trying, and I hope you don't blame it on yourself. I'm h-happy. If you can't… h-hear this, perhaps that's best. (Silence) PoI-3490-1: (Giggles) H-Hey, at least I can say I've gone where no man has gone before. Where no woman has gone before. I've done something that might n-never be done again. I thank you all for this opportunity. Thank you for giving this to me. T-This is Amelia Earhart, signing off. G-G-Goodbye now! Good… bye now. B-Bye, now. (Long silence before cutting out) Footnotes 1. This makes it unclear how objects initially enter SCP-3490-A. 2. This precipitation always originates from SCP-3490's center of mass, and proportionately detracts from SCP-3490's size with the amount of precipitation. 3. Phoenix Island Time |
SCP-3491 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3491 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3491 is currently held at Site-15. No subject may come within a meter of SCP-3491 for more than 30 seconds unless proper equipment is provided. All entities that have come within 50 centimeters of SCP-3491 must undergo decontamination procedures. Description: SCP-3491 is a paper origami bird within a steel bird cage. SCP-3491 is suspended in the center of the cage by unknown means. Notably, one of SCP-3491's wing tips is slightly ripped. Beginning at a distance of 10 meters from the entity, electrons can be detected, increasing in energy between SCP-3491 and a human subject. This charge increases exponentially as the subject moves closer, until becoming dangerous to the subject. Overexposure to the charge produced by SCP-3491 can result in a concentrated burn at the vertical center of the individual. Attempts to remove SCP-3491 have been unsuccessful. Within five centimeters, the charge generated between an approaching object and SCP-3491 becomes strong enough to result in the complete dissolution of matter. This renders any protective material worn by subjects useless. No components of SCP-3491 have sustained any damage following the generation of these intense electric charges. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3491" by dalopon, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3491. 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-3492 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3492 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3492 should be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell. SCP-3492 can be supplied with rewards in return for compliance. SCP-3492 must be fed a standard regimen of three meals each day. Staff are advised to exhibit caution while in proximity with SCP-3492, as the spatial distortions it experiences may cause unintentional harm to nearby individuals. Description: SCP-3492 is a Caucasian male human claiming to be named "dicks mcSquigee".1 DNA analysis has proven inconclusive, as collected samples are subject to microscale replications of the entity’s properties, and will spontaneously demanifest after indeterminate periods of time. SCP-3492 sporadically undergoes prominent spatial and/or temporal distortions centralised upon random portions of the entity’s body. These distortions vary in duration and content, but typically involve one of or multiple of the following: Dislocation of bodily portions2 to another fixed position relative to the remainder of SCP-3492; Over or underexaggerated movement of bodily portions along a single axis, frequently resulting in the above; Over or underexaggerated rotation of jointed limbs, frequently to physically impossible extents; (Supposed) rotation or movement of bodily portions along or around unobservable, higher spatial dimensions; Spontaneous loss of one or more spatial dimensions, resulting in SCP-3492 converting into a lower-dimensional form; Prominently slowed or accelerated motion of bodily portions; Apparent motion of limbs independently from SCP-3492; Motion of bodily portions occurring in an inverted manner; Pseudo-precognitive abilities resulting from SCP-3492 briefly undergoing a period of inverted time. Of note is that affected portions of SCP-3492 appear to be selectively intangible to the remainder of the entity, enabling limbs to pass through other limbs unaffected, and enabling joints to rotate freely upon all axes while affected. Because of this, SCP-3492 does not suffer from injuries related to its effects, but does experience discomfort. SCP-3492 claims its properties stem from the fact it is a component of a partially-functional program developed by the TotleighSoft corporation as a proof-of-concept intended to promote interest in a physics engine being developed. The entity's respective instance of this program (designated SCP-3492-A) has yet to be recovered. SCP-3492 was recovered during the 2017 Electronic Entertainment Expo, wherein it was attending as part of, and maintaining, an exhibition booth catalogued to be reserved for the TotleighSoft corporation. All attending civilians that observed SCP-3492 prior to recovery were amnestised. Interviewed: SCP-3492 Interviewer: Researcher ████ ███ <Begin Log> Researcher ████ ███: Good afternoon, 3492. May I ask you some questions? SCP-3492: Yes, sure. Why not. Researcher ████ ███: Would you prefer if I called y- SCP-3492: NO! No, no, just… the number is fine. 3492 will do. <SCP-3492's right pectoral girdle extends to a length of approximately two meters, displacing the right arm appropriately.> Researcher ████ ███: Very well. You are aware of your condition, correct? <SCP-3492's left forearm rotates rapidly around their elbow joint, passing through the remainder of their arm without difficulty several times. SCP-3492 takes several moments to adjust the position of their arm, allowing them to gesture to their right shoulder with it.> SCP-3492: It's a bit difficult to ignore. Researcher ████ ███: Do you know what is causing it? SCP-3492: TotleighSoft BECAUSE COMPUTERS' ineptitude at their job. <SCP-3492 becomes two-dimensional, losing the axis of width and only being visible from their left or right.> Researcher ████ ███: Could you elaborate? SCP-3492: Have you ever encountered anything produced by TotleighSoft BECAUSE COMPUTERS? Researcher ████ ███: I have. SCP-3492: Then you would know about the inanity of their games, the nonsensical features of such and, most notably, their inability to use any language other than broken English? Researcher ████ ███: Yes. <SCP-3492 regains the axis of width, becoming three dimensional again.> SCP-3492: Well, there's your reason. SCP-3492: swercs smargorp rieht fo rehtona tey nehw esirprus a fo hcum eb t'ndluohS3 SCP-3492: Oh, pardon me. It shouldn't be much of a surprise when another one of their programs screws up. Researcher ████ ███: You are a computer program? SCP-3492: A sub-program, but yeah. Proof of concept to show how AI's like me run on the main program. Researcher ████ ███: Which is? SCP-3492: An awful mess of a physics engine that was supposed to "improve" upon standard spacetime. I basically exist in a bootleg - oh, excuse me. <SCP-3492's bodily features4 shift and dissipate, preventing the entity from communicating for several minutes. The interview is paused until SCP-3492 regains the capability to speak.> SCP-3492: Damn fourth axis. As I was saying, I'm an AI made by TotleighSoft BECAUSE COMPUTERS used to show off the… "functionality", of a physics engine they're working on. Researcher ████ ███: And this would be the reason your name - SCP-3492: Yes, unfortunately. You can mess with some of my parameters, and you've named me dicks mcSquigee. Could you please change that? Even something bland like John Doe would be fine, just… anything but dicks mcSquigee. <SCP-3492's lower jaw rotates around its joint upwards, disappearing into the skull without resistance. Their speech is not impeded.> Researcher ████ ███: Do you know where your file is currently being hosted? SCP-3492: Well, no, but… the other guy gave it… wait, you DID buy the program, right? Legitimate copy from TotleighSoft BECAUSE COMPUTERS, right? SCP-3492: Did… did you pirate me? <End Log> Interviewed: SCP-2803-A, the CEO of the TotleighSoft corporation, via email. Interviewer: Researcher ███ ██████ <Begin Log> Researcher ███: Could you help me with one of your products? I'm having a bit of difficulty with it. SCP-2803-A: Yes, supporting is avaliabel! Which of our TotleighSoft programes is? Researcher ███: I can't find the original name of it. It's a physics engine that you have released, which comes with a customisable demonstration AI. SCP-2803-A: Not right. How doyou have? wasnt released. Researcher ███: You haven't released it yet? Why not? SCP-2803-A: Noone interested in it. showed it for buisness, but no response. production stopped and employees work onother profit, never sold. How did you get? Researcher ███: We bought it from a store. We can conduct an investigation for you, to find out how this happened, but we will need your cooperation. SCP-2803-A: Yes, will help. What you need? Researcher ███: Can you send us a copy of your development notes and a manual? SCP-2803-A: Yes yes, is attach. Will help anyway! <End Log> Interviewed: SCP-3492 Interviewer: Researcher ████ ███ Foreword: A review of the development notes for SCP-3492 provided by SCP-2803-A revealed that several of the anomalous properties of SCP-3492 were recorded as having been patched in earlier versions of the software, while other properties - most notably, the ability to change the name of the AI - were neither implemented as a feature nor encountered as a programming error. An interview was conducted to question SCP-3492 regarding these revelations. <Begin Log> Researcher ████ ███: Good morning 3492, how are you doing? SCP-3492: About as well as you can be while knowing you're illegal. Researcher ████ ███: I… see. We're working with your creator to find out how you came into our possession, to avoid it in future. Speaking of which, we've come across some… discrepancies, which we would like your help with. Are you willing to help? SCP-3492: I guess. Not like I can get any more illegal. <SCP-3492's left thumb extends until it touches the ceiling of the room, after which it returns to its normal length.> Researcher ████ ███: Ok. You will periodically move along a spatial axis higher than the standard three we exist within, correct? SCP-3492: Yeah, that's what happened the last time we spoke. It just happens whenever it wants. Which is what you get for being ILLEGAL. <SCP-3492's right leg is seen shifting before disappearing.> Researcher ████ ███: Yes, well, are you aware that issue was resolved in one of the earlier versions of your software? <SCP-3492's right leg reappears.> SCP-3492: Really? Well, that's odd. But then again, it's probably back because I'm ILLEGAL. Researcher ████ ███: Well, there's several other anomalies that have been listed as resolved as well, such - SCP-3492: Maybe they weren't fixed in copies that are ILLEGAL. Researcher ████ ███: I would appreciate if you stopped emphasising that point. SCP-3492: What, that I'm ILLEGAL? Researcher ████ ███: Yes. SCP-3492: Well… FINE, I GUESS. [Unintelligible] <What appears to be SCP-3492's tongue briefly emerges from the top of their skull.> Researcher ████ ███: Pardon? SCP-3492: Nothing, nothing. As you were saying. So, a few bits and bobs of me are broken again, so what? What's that mean? Researcher ████ ███: Well, there are also several aspects of you that were never included as features in the software. You claim that you have been renamed to "Dicks McSquigee," correct? SCP-3492: That… yeah, I… Is that…? Researcher ████ ███: Unfortunately, yes. Renaming the sub-program was never considered for use as a feature. There's also your fluency in English, the size of your vocabulary… SCP-3492: Oh… OH. <The various limbs of SCP-3492 begin rapidly spinning around their respective joints, throwing them across the room. The limbs are not physically impeded by any other part of SCP-3492.> Researcher ████ ███: 3492, are you ok? SCP-3492: I'M… I'M A BOOTLEG. I'M A… IM A PIRATED… SCP-3492: WHY? WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO RIP OFF TOTLEIGHSOFT BECAUSE COMPUTERS? <End Log> Footnotes 1. Despite grammatical inaccuracy, SCP-3492 will always record its name without correct capitalisation. 2. This includes joints and/or limbs. 3. 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SCP-3494 | safe | scp-3494 - waste management by dado ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 3494 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: warning link to memo Television ad advertising SCP-3494 "superlax". Special Containment Procedures: Contained instances of SCP-3494 are to be held in a secure anomalous item locker at Site-40. Foundation agents embedded in local law enforcement agencies in the Newark, NJ area are to monitor local television stations for SCP-3494 advertisements, removing them when possible. Additionally, Mobile Task Force P-900 "Gut Busters" are to search for and contain instances of SCP-3494, and administer amnestics to those with knowledge of SCP-3494. Individuals who have been administered a dose of SCP-3494 are to be held at the Site-40 anomalous waste management center in specialized waste removal cells until such time as a remedy to their condition is made available. Research into the Person of Interest known as "dado" is ongoing. Description: SCP-3494 is the collective name for a group of anomalous pharmaceuticals advertised as "superlax by dado". Unlike previous anomalous drugs manufactured by the individual known as "dado", SCP-3494 is marketed to the population directly, usually through television ads consisting of a white screen with black text that is spliced into other advertisements during daytime hours. The source of these advertisements is unknown. SCP-3494 instances are cream-colored tablets, roughly 1.1 cm in length, that are delivered to customers in a zipper bag with the words "superlax by dado" written on its exterior in black marker. A typed note on standard Xerox paper within the bag indicates that SCP-3494 is a laxative, and is "the last anti-poop u will ever need or want". SCP-3494 has also been advertised in a cream form "to apply directly to problem butthole", but no instances of this variant have been recovered. Individuals who are not currently experiencing constipation who are administered a dosage of SCP-3494 are unaffected by the drug, although some have experienced a sudden numbness in the lower gut that lessens over time. However, any individuals who are currently constipated will experience the apparent intended effect of SCP-3494, which is the seemingly never-ending expulsion of fecal matter from the subject's anus. While subjects who experience this effect do not otherwise feel any discomfort1, they are also powerless to control the expulsion of waste matter. The waste is seemingly generated from an extra-spatial area somewhere within the subject, as not only will the amount of waste produced quickly exceed the subject's body weight, but tested samples of this waste indicate that, after the initial expulsion of waste, all other samples contained human biological material that did not match the subject's genetic profile. So far, all subjects who have been administered a dosage of SCP-3494 are continuing to experience the effects of SCP-3494. There is currently no known method by which to abate these effects. All known afflicted subjects have been moved to the Site-40 waste management facility to help control the flow of waste. Addendum 3494.1: Hotline Communication Advertisements for SCP-3494 often reference a toll-free phone number (1-800-iam-dado2) that can be used to order additional dosages of SCP-3494. The following is the transcript from phone calls made by Foundation agents to this number. [BEGIN LOG] Phone ringing Unknown Voice: Yes hello, you have reached dado yes, home of fine dado product and also laundry and tan. How am I can be help you? Agent Mills: I- yes, I'm Agent Mills, of- Unknown Voice: No I am not interest in your product please yes do not call back thank you. Hangs up [END LOG] [BEGIN LOG] Phone ringing Unknown Voice: Yes hello this is dado you are speaking to, home of fine dado product and also laundry and tan. How helpful can I to you be? Agent Westrin: Yes, hi, my name is Pat DeMure, and I saw your advertisement for the "superlax" on the TV, and I am intrigued. I'm thinking about pulling the trigger, but before I do I just want to get some more information. Unknown Voice: Ah yes, very good. Well you no need to pull trigger, no gun allowed at laundry and tan of course but yes. I help with superlax. Best lax on market currently. 100% removal of blockage. Get it all out. Best remedy for what ails. How many I order you for? Agent Westrin: Now one moment, I have a few questions myself. Now a… a friend of mine took some of your superlax, and they've experienced what I might describe as an… excess of waste, wh- Unknown Voice: Yes, considerable waste blow out the poop chute clean it all out yes. Very effective remedy. Agent Westrin: I see, yes, but she felt like maybe… maybe not all of the uh- the waste, was hers. Unknown Voice: Yes that is correct mmmhmmm. Agent Westrin: You… you mean that's intended? Unknown Voice: Yes. Agent Westrin: Why would that ever be intended? Unknown Voice: Well you see that is very simple of course. Before dado make this fine superlax he conduct of the clinical trial with focus group. Focus group is say to dado, "need to get it all out. Clean out all the poop." So dado considers this, and dado is think, "there is many poop in the world yes, how best to get it out?" Well, fortunate for dado, dado is the best of all clever thinker. You have ride in the Uber, yes? Agent Westrin: Like the ride-sharing service? Uh… yes. Unknown Voice: Yes exact. So you are ride from someone who is not you. You outsource ride yes? Now you no need to do the transport of yourself, the transport is done for you! Agent Westrin: I don't think I- Unknown Voice: So dado is think, "how best to get out the poop?" Then dado realize! Like the Uber! Outsource the poop! There is many poop in the world however, so yes perhaps flow of the poop is more than intended, but more people take the superlax yes and more people share the poop! Like the Uber! And no block! Poop chute is clean as whistler. Very helpful, yes. You trust dado, you get considerate relief. Agent Westrin: I see. Unknown Voice: You are satisfied with response yes, this I see. Now, how many of the superlax can you ordering? Agent Westrin: Is there any chance I could get a hold of a list of people who have purchased- Unknown Voice: Aha! I sleuth you out. You are supplier of opposition to dado! Uninterested in second rate non-dado product! I add you to block call on phone! Hangs up [END LOG] Additional phone calls made by Foundation agents to the number listed in the advertisement have been unsuccessful. Footnotes 1. In fact, many subjects report feeling a sense of relief that does not subside with time. 2. Notably, this line only connects as intended when dialed within the city of Newark, New Jersey, USA. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3494" by djkaktus, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3494. 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: trustdado.png Author: djkaktus License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki |
SCP-3495 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3495 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3495 is held in a chamber in the underground bunker of the Vatican Secret Archives in Vatican City, cared for by zoologists employed by the Holy See (in accordance with Foundation/Vatican City Co-Containment Agreement 3495/CVI). A Level-2 Foundation staff member is to remain in the Archives to observe and assist, where necessary, with this containment. SCP-3495's feeding and care requirements are normal for a non-anomalous member of its species. SCP-3495's containment chamber is to be under 24-hour surveillance, to assist in the analysis of its vocalizations. Any vocalizations with an apparent prophetic nature are to be sent to Site-407's Director (copied to the Cardinal Archivist in accordance with Foundation/Vatican City Information Sharing Agreement 3495/CVI). Recordings and transcriptions of all Navigator Event vocalizations are archived in Site-407, and copied with the Cardinal Archivist. They are available to access by any Foundation staff of Level-2/3495 or higher. Description: SCP-3495 is a male mantled howler monkey (Alouatta palliata). In place of its "howling" vocalizations, SCP-3495 produces sounds similar to human speech. SCP-3495 is capable of producing complex vowel and consonant sounds, despite their jaw structure, the shape of their lips, and the method in which they vocalize being unable to produce these sounds normally. SCP-3495 "speaks" a number of languages, including Latin, English, Italian, Gaelic and a dialect of Castilian Spanish. SCP-3495 has been known to the Vatican since at least the 6th Century AD, but was not in Vatican custody until the 16th Century AD. SCP-3495 has not aged during this time, indicating a degree of immortality. The vocalizations of SCP-3495 consist solely of Biblical and pseudo-Biblical verses; special consideration is given to vocalizations that occur yearly from May 9th to May 16th. Designated Navigator Events, these vocalizations begin at noon on May 9th with SCP-3495 vocalizing a prayer to St. Brendan of Clonfert1. Until noon on May 16th, SCP-3495 will contiguously vocalize, and will not eat or sleep. Furthermore, SCP-3495 will mutilate itself using its teeth, fingernails, and toenails, as well as whatever objects are present in its enclosure; these mutilations do not affect SCP-3495's vocalizations, and heal completely at the end of the Navigator event. SCP-3495's vocalizations will cease at 3:00 AM so it can drink water, before resuming at 3:03 AM. Vocalizations during Navigator Events are prophetic in nature, and frequently switch between English, Latin, and Gaelic. During this time, other anomalous animals within the Vatican Archives will show increased anxiety, pacing within their enclosures, refusing food, and even attacking their keepers. For excerpts from a Navigator Event from 2000, see addenda. Despite the apparently original and non-imitative nature of many of the vocalizations of SCP-3495, it is not considered sapient. However, it possesses behavior that is not seen in non-anomalous howler monkeys, showing a pain response in view of crucifixes, rosary beads, the sound of prayers, and relics attributed to St. Brendan. SCP-3495 was originally recovered by Spanish conquistadors during the subjugation of Maya peoples during the Spanish conquest of the Yucatán Peninsula in 1542. Considered a zoological curiosity, it was caged and sent back to Spain to be presented as a gift to King Philip II. SCP-3495's first vocalizations of Biblical texts are not recorded, but is believed to have taken place within sight of the Spanish coast. Addendum: Selected Vocalizations: Date: June 6th, 1916 Vocalization: And the Lord spat on the bread and threw it into the dirt and filth, before offering it to the child. "Come and eat what you deserve, and nothing more." Behavior While Vocalizing: Climbing within its enclosure. Source: Unknown. Date: December 17th, 1936 Vocalization: "Arise, shine; for your light has come, And the glory of the Lord has risen upon you." Behavior While Vocalizing: Stretching upon waking up. Source: Isaiah 60:1 Date: June 10th, 1957 Vocalization: "I saw a tree bearing twelve manner of fruits every year, and he said unto me, This is the tree of life." Behavior While Vocalizing: Pelting a female keeper with discarded food. Source: Unclear; a 'Tree with twelve kinds of fruit' appears in Revelation 22:2, but this line appears in reference to the lost, apocryphal Gospel of Eve in Gnostic writings. Date: December 25th, 1960 Vocalization: "Behold, malachite. Those who worship the stone see a false idol in its green hue. The twelve and one-hundred is a fabrication— no doomsday key, nor a lock." Behavior While Vocalizing: Defecating. Source: None. Date: May 5th, 1968 Vocalization: "And God declared, "The foul curs of the earth shall blaspheme no more". A plague was brought upon them, and a great many head of cattle and dog died. Behavior while Vocalizing: Observing the cadaver of another anomalous animal within the Vatican Archives being taken past its cage. Source: None. Date: October 3rd, 1970 Vocalization: Man looked at the moon and said, "It is mine!". God replied, "It is not yours. Your pride shall destroy the cosmos. Go no further." Behavior while Vocalizing: Sleeping Source: None Addendum: Transcript of 2000 Navigator Event: The Lord said unto the utter west, "The light will no more be yours. The ocean has receded, and a tide of blood will flood your shores. Then, when your books burn and your brains are being consumed by ignorance, your hearts will burst from your chest and angels will look down upon you and mock you." The volume of SCP-3495's vocalizations increase as they hang below a branch in their enclosure. Judas is on his isle2, his stones being eaten by flames daily. You know this, and you do not help him— thirty pieces of silver to be part of a story. SCP-3495 lacerates its cheek, which begins bleeding. And here I sit, brothers and sisters, behind glass and numerology. The devil sits in a throne with an inverse crucifix. Christ returned, the second coming was upon us. He came in the form of a beggar with skin of malachite, and he was crushed beneath wheels on a street in Colombia. He was unmourned. He shall remain that way, thus saith the Lord. When the New World was explored by Brendan, he recorded things that have been destroyed. The Coagulated Sea was choked by weeds. The Paradise of Birds is screaming for those who land on it to flee from the thing in the bushes. The Whale-Island has shown its true form, and it is a gelatinous aberration. The Portal to Hell is erupting, but some force keeps the legions at bay— a woman, crowned in flowers, no God she, despite what others call her. SCP-3495 spits on the ground seven times. Due to the hole formed in its right cheek, the spit is mixed with blood. The Church of the Latter-Day Saints claim that the Promised Land is in a place called America. It is west— but not so far as they think. Jesus said to me, the Portal to Heaven is in a place called Cleveland, hidden in a mural that is erased daily. Only here shall they find salvation. SCP-3495 picks up objects and begins throwing them at the walls. This includes a left hand— SCP-3495 had both hands intact during this period, and the appendage could not be accounted for following the conclusion of this Navigator event. Jesus said that there are six other portals to heaven— one in Clonfert, in the home of my King, long since buried by blood and hooves and soil. And so, the Portal in Clonfert is closed. SCP-3495 begins smearing the walls with its blood. No pattern is discernible. The Third Portal is in Bethlehem, in the manger, and was destroyed by a man with many weapons, praying to the same god we all pray to. He cared not that the Portal was destroyed, thinking it would only be used by their enemies… Saying any of the names of God is a sin punishable by death. All who speak the Tetragrammaton's name shall be sent to a burning lake of Hell. Animals will be sent elsewhere— they do not have souls. SCP-3495 begins pelting the walls of its enclosure with rotten food. A crack appears in the glass of the enclosure, despite no food impacting on it. I alone am free to blaspheme, for I am a Devil of Ethiope, and I have done my sentence in Hell. Brendan pained me, and now, I am to spout this gospel until the end of days. Thermal cameras show SCP-3495's form heat to approximately 400 degrees centigrade. The day the world will end is January 1st, 2000. But God, you say, I am still around. Yes, and this is Hell. It has gone unnoticed. Only Judas gets respite. The Wandering Jew is dead. SCP-3495 chews on its severed left arm while vocalizing. He has found himself in a public house on the side of a road somewhere in the west. SCP-3495 howls for two minutes. He pulled out a revolver, said "Lord our God, I cannot bear this burden. We are spat upon. And now, I will replace the spittle upon my crown with my brains." SCP-3495 spontaneously ejaculates. Moses wept. Following the conclusion of this Navigator Event, it was found that a male of Jewish descent had committed suicide by revolver while drinking at a bar in Los Angeles, California at the exact time SCP-3495 uttered "Moses Wept". Reportedly, this individual had spoken a prayer immediately prior to shooting themselves. This is the first recorded instance of a prophetic vocalization by SCP-3495 being verified. Additional monitoring equipment has been installed, and a retrospective analysis of its previous vocalizations has been approved. Footnotes 1. Also known as St. Brendan the Navigator. The Patron Saint of Travelers, notable for an account of a voyage westward from Europe, in search of Paradise. 2. In The Voyage of St. Brendan, it was said that Brendan found Judas Iscariot on an isle, which he took a respite from his place in Hell on Sundays and on feast days. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3495" by (user deleted), from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3495. 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-3496 | safe | SCP-3496 at the time of recovery. Item #: SCP-3496 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3496 is to be kept in a standard storage locker in the light containment sector of Site-77. On a twice-daily basis, SCP-3496 is to undergo a full scan in a magnetic resonance imaging machine. Should SCP-3496 be free of any instances of SCP-3496-1, it is to be treated with one dose of Type B antifungal cream, one dose of standard antiseptic spray, followed by three applications of chlorine conditioner flushing media. In the case that SCP-3496 has manifested any amount of SCP-3496-1 instances, the instances are to be carefully extracted, terminated, and incinerated if not of the genus Apis.1 In the event that SCP-3496-1 is of the genus Apis, SCP-3496 is to be transferred to Biological Propagation Relay 64 (operated in part by Wilson's Wildlife Solutions) in accordance with Document 3496-B and the Boring Agreement until the completion of the manifestation period. After SCP-3496 has completed manifestation, it is to be returned to Site-77 for regular containment. Description: SCP-3496 is a small, crudely carved mask. The inside of SCP-3496 consists of several holes bored in a pattern similar to that created by Lyctinae.2 Approximately every one to three weeks, SCP-3496 enters a period of spontaneous generation where it continually manifests instances of SCP-3496-1 every 14-20 minutes. This period of spontaneous generation typically lasts about three days before SCP-3496 returns to an inert state. Instances of SCP-3496-1 consist of a single species of animal from the phylum Arthropoda3. During each period of spontaneous generation, all manifested instances of SCP-3496-1 belong to the same, albeit random, species. Typically, all instances of SCP-3496-1 take up habitation in SCP-3496. Should a group of SCP-3496-1 be currently inhabiting SCP-3496, SCP-3496 will be rendered inert. See Experiment Log SCP-3496-A. In the case that all SCP-3496-1 instances inhabiting SCP-3496 are removed, (either through termination or translocation) SCP-3496 will once again resume its cycle of spontaneous generation every one to three weeks. Since containment, the following table has been created to track the species of SCP-3496-1: Species Common Name Notes Vespas crabro European hornet Several hundred instances found dead in and around SCP-3496 at the time of recovery, presumably due to below livable temperatures. Anelosimus eximius Argentinian Social Spider Fifty instances manifested before termination and incineration. Procambarus clarkii Cambarid Freshwater Crayfish Two instances manifested, terminated, and incinerated. Paratrechina longicornis Longhorn Crazy Ant See Experiment 3496-A Grammostola rosea Chilean Rose-Haired Tarantula Two instances manifested and took up residence in separate sections of SCP-3496. A further two instances manifested and were killed by the previous inhabitants. The remaining two instances have been terminated and incinerated. Apis mellifera Western Honey Bee See Document SCP-3496-B Deceased SCP-3496-1 instance. Experiment 3496-A Purpose: To observe the behaviour of SCP-3496-1 instances over an extended period of time. Procedure: SCP-3496 is placed in a 1m x 1m x 0.3m glass box filled with a substrate of soil and rocks. After three days, SCP-3496 begins a period of manifestation, producing 134 instances of SCP-3496-1, species Paratrechina longicornis, at which point SCP-3496 manifested a queen, followed by another 562 drones. Instances of SCP-3496-1, over the course of two days constructed a fully functional colony. For the next six days, no further manifestations were observed. Every day at 0600 hours, one cockroach of species Blaptica dubia4 is crushed and placed in the enclosure to provide the colony of SCP-3496-1 with food. After six days, the queen, believed to be unfertilized, began producing viable eggs. The colony continued to grow for three months, during which no further periods of spontaneous generation were exhibited by SCP-3496. However, the colony still appeared to grow at unprecedented rates. The population had reached well over 10,000 in number in only twelve weeks. Food supplies were increased by one roach a day for every estimated 1,000 ants. After another month's time, an infection of Cordyceps5 fungus broke out, quickly destroying the colony over the course of two weeks. Efforts to treat the fungus were ineffectual. It is unknown as to what the origin of the fungal outbreak is, as both the rocks and the substrate were tested for contaminants along with the Dubia roaches before introduction to the enclosure. Observations: SCP-3496 appears to produce extremely viable instances of SCP-3496-1, capable of reproduction well beyond typical rates. Analysis of the original manifestations show the DNA of all original drones and queen to be nearly identical, with only very minor variations. DNA analysis of SCP-3496-1 instances born of the originally manifested queen appear to be genetically identical, suggesting asexual reproduction. It is hypothesized that the Cordyceps fungus was brought in along with SCP-3496, though this appears to be unlikely due the the extent of testing performed on SCP-3496 prior to final implementation of containment procedures. Further testing is required to support or disprove this hypothesis. + Document 3496-B - Document 3496-B The following document arrived at Site 77 on 02/24/2017 and was delivered to SCP-3496 assigned staff by Site Manager Frank Tuttle. Wilson's Wildlife Solutions! Can We Bee Friends? Hey there friends over at Site-77! A little bird (Frank) told us that you're popping out bugs like crazy from one of your SCPs! It's funny to think that one of the biggest threats to human life comes from something other than an SCP. We've got one of those fancy "XK- End of World" scenarios in just a few years if we let our honeybee populations die out at their current rates! I've got some fun little facts to throw at you. Did you know that bees are responsible for pollinating one third of the world's food supply? Or that in the last winter, 23.2% of our honeybee colonies died out? All these fuzzy friends doing the downward dive means that soon we're going to follow. Of course, we've discussed this at length with Frank. We know the procedures and that technically any bees produced by SCP-3496 are considered classified SCPs that need to be contained. We understand that! However, if you have an SCP capable of producing genetically perfect bees that can produce asexually… that changes things! Frank's given us permission to take that colony off of your hands on the condition that we contain it at a new Biological Propagation Relay outside Site-64. That way your MTF fellas can get their mitts on these bad boys if they ever decide to get a bit more anomalous on us. We will slowly introduce SCP-3496-1 instances into our current apiaries in hopes to get some new queens with a little more hardy genetic backbone. As soon as your mask is done spitting these beauties out, we'll return it to Site-77. However, Frank told us that any time it starts making bees, we get a call and we get first dibs! I understand if this makes you uneasy, but really it's the best bet for all of us. Attached are your shipping instructions! Footnotes 1. Any common honey bee. 2. Powderpost beetle. 3. Arthropods are invertebrate animals having an exoskeleton (external skeleton), a segmented body, and paired jointed appendages. 4. Dubia roaches. 5. Cordyceps are a genus of ascomycete fungi (sac fungi) that includes about 400 species. Most Cordyceps species are endoparasitoids, parasitic mainly on insects and other arthropods. |
SCP-3497 | keter | SCP-3497 (#12) Item #: SCP-3497 Special Containment Procedures: 10 breeding pairs of SCP-3497 are housed at Site-3497. They may be cared for by veterinary staff in an identical fashion to non-anomalous members of their species in captivity. No civilian aviation or maritime traffic is to come within 300km of Site-3497, and all Foundation traffic in this area is to be briefed on the nature of SCP-3497 to avoid confusion. Containment of SCP-3497 in the wild is the responsibility of MTF Lambda-4 (‘Birdwatchers’). For their use Site-3497 houses two Beriev A-50 airborne early warning aircraft for the detection and tracking of SCP-3497, and four Ka-27 helicopters with modified weaponry and equipment for effective containment. Wild examples of SCP-3497 are generally destroyed, but may be captured at the discretion of Lambda-4 team members, if examples display behaviour of research interest. Foundation staff are assigned to monitor military and civilian ground-based radar installations and aircraft radio transmissions throughout the northern Pacific. Any probable sightings of SCP-3497 should be reported to Site-3497 and a cover story relating to military exercises and/or technical malfunctions disseminated. The Department of External Affairs has established a task force to liaise with regional governments, with the aim of deescalating tensions relating to SCP-3497 sightings. Description: SCP-3497 is the collective designation for an anomalous variant of the fork-tailed storm petrel (Oceanodroma furcata). It is biologically indistinguishable from standard members of its species, and behaves in a similar fashion, with breeding grounds in the Kuril Islands and a range across the north-western Pacific. SCP-3497 possesses a radar cross-section of 40m2, with a detailed radar profile resembling that of the Tu-22M bomber aircraft.1 These cross-sections overlap when SCP-3497 examples are in close proximity, leading to groups of SCP-3497 appearing as large, undifferentiated masses on radar. The physical properties of SCP-3497 are unaffected. SCP-3497 has a secondary anomalous property apparent when it releases an amount of mass over 1 gram while being tracked by a radar system. Outside of controlled testing, this most commonly occurs when SCP-3497 defecates. SCP-3497 will generate a radar signature analogous to a Kh-15 air-to-surface missile2 which will proceed at a speed of Mach 5 towards the radar’s location. Once the radar signature reaches this point, it will disappear. Only the inital radar tracking SCP-3497 can detect this signature; if multiple radars are simultaneously active, each will detect a single signature targeting them. No objects corresponding to this signal have been detected outside of radar monitoring, and faeces or other items released have no anomalous properties once they separate from the body of SCP-3497. The anomalous properties of SCP-3497 are inheritable, and breeding of SCP-3497 with standard O. furcata will produce further examples of SCP-3497. No anomalous properties have been detected in SCP-3497 eggs or chicks in flightless stages of development. Containment efforts have decreased the wild population of SCP-3497 significantly, from an initial █████ breeding pairs to an estimated 100 as of 2012. Since its creation in the early 1980s, SCP-3497 has been the likely cause for ██ nuclear close calls in the Asia-Pacific region. Addendum 3497-1: The following notes (translated from Russian) referencing SCP-3497 were recovered in 1994 from [REDACTED], a defunct Soviet air base in the Amur region. The author was given as Dr I. L. Zakharov, a Soviet aeronautical engineer with known ties to GRU Division ‘P’. + Addendum 3497-1 - Addendum 3497-1 04/02/1981 Our first test is a success! General Rychagov visited to see our first bird fly. He seems interested, but I do not think he will be pleased until we can give him his invisible bombers. It is galling to have made such an accomplishment out of reach of all modern science and receive no recognition for it, but if we can do this it will be worth the Order of Lenin for sure. 11/09/1981 Still no progress in reversing the process. It may be that the bird profile is too small to apply to aircraft. I hear a new Nebo array is in development, which could help us, but Rychagov is getting impatient. We will not have the funding to continue till we have access to the new radars, even if they did work. If we are shut down all of this will have been for nothing. We must find some way to continue. 15/12/1981 Finally, some good news. A Colonel Kramskoy visited the base today – an Air Force man, and a pilot unlike old, fat Rychagov. Anatoly convinced him to come – apparently they are old school mates. He is keen on using the birds as jamming decoys. Anatoly says he is close to Minister Ustinov, and will be able to put in a word for us. We will have to cease the bomber part of the project – a shame, but we were stalled in any case, and at least something will still come out of this. 08/01/1982 Kramskoy is unhappy about the birds moving so slowly. I do see his point – the Americans will not be fooled by them for long – but we can hardly make them fly at supersonic speed. That would be more impressive than anything we have done so far. It would be possible to carry them with our aircraft, but we would need climate-controlled and pressurised wing pods – we may as well just use regular decoys. Mikhail suggested they be stored alongside the pilots. I thought Kramskoy was going to punch him. We need some other way. 04/03/1982 I didn’t think it was possible, but Anatoly’s idea actually seems to work. The birds aren’t perfect, but they are a little bit more convincing now. We are just about ready for a full-scale demonstration. 20/04/1982 The birds are loose everywhere. Our whole Far Eastern air defence is in chaos. I heard Ustinov almost had an aneurysm. I’m finished. Addendum 3497-2 (08/11/20██): In spite of all extant breeding pairs of SCP-3497 being accounted for, new examples have begun appearing amongst the wild O. furcata population, including in areas without confirmed previous SCP-3497 sightings, such as the Aleutian Islands. It is hypothesised that the anomalous effects of SCP-3497 may also have a recessive genetic component. A classification change from Euclid to Keter has been requested by Dr Major and approved by O5-█. Footnotes 1. NATO designation ‘Backfire’. 2. NATO designation AS-16 ‘Kickback’. |
SCP-3498 | keter | Notice: The documentation for this article is outdated and is for reference material only. As such, there may be discrepancies in the documentation. Please see Project Sepulchre Recovered Files for more information. Expungements contain classified data unsafe for leakage. Item #: SCP-3498 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3498 is contained in Site-120, Keter Containment Wing, Containment Unit 3. Four Scranton Reality Anchors are placed surrounding SCP-3498, creating a focal point with a geometric center on the subject. SCP-3498 remains restrained to a psychiatric table constructed of reality-stable materials. Kant scanners are monitored in shifts, noting that Hume levels fluctuate most often during waking hours. Psychiatric evaluations are conducted bi-weekly. While the subject has remained compliant during detainment, personnel are to understand that SCP-3498 will experience acute psychological deterioration due to its anomalous effects. No testing or documentation regarding SCP-3498 is allowed in Containment Unit 3; all records are to be taken externally. Update: 12/17/82: If the subject initiates a CK-Class Restructuring Scenario, the Einstein-Rosen Singularity generator1 placed in Containment Unit 3 will be activated, accept SCP-3498 into the singularity, and be deactivated. The frequency used will then be blacklisted from Foundation records and use. See Addendum for more information. CURRENT FREQUENCY: 137440 Description: SCP-3498 is the designation of Jesse R. Mantell, a Level 5 researcher previously assigned to the testing of the device designated the "Scranton-Locke Reality Generator", previously assigned the codename Project Sepulchre2. Kant readings taken of SCP-3498 are uncertain due to the nature of its properties- however, it is believed to have, on average, a total of at least 800, ranking the highest measured Hume levels within an ontokinetic entity. SCP-3498 has been thus far compliant in containment procedures and testing, presumably due to its former employment. SCP-3498's reality bending abilities are incredibly effective- because of this and incompetence, SCP-3498 is unable to control its abilities properly. SCP-3498 often enters an intangible or supertangible state, primarily during heightened levels of stress, and cannot be feasibly terminated as a result. Kant scanner readouts, Left taken on 12/10/82, right on 12/17/82 Addendum: As of 12/17/82, data recorded suggests that SCP-3498 has begun to exponentially increase its Hume value. This would suggest the possibility of a CK-Class Reconstruction Scenario event, resulting in both the death of SCP-3498, the destruction of the surrounding facility, and an estimated 478% rise in Hume levels surrounding the local solar system. From: ten.pics|ydennekj#ten.pics|ydennekj To: Group: Keter Containment Wing, Site-120 Subject: SCP-3498 Please, do not assume we are relegating SCP-3498 to the gallows. We have been working diligently to decrease the Hume levels of SCP-3498. It is in all of our best interests that SCP-3498's anomalous behavior reduces, especially as they have previously been very beneficial to the Foundation. Mantell was one of our best and brightest. We do not plan to give him up. -Dr. Kennedy Project Sepulchre Associated Files Incident Report 12/01/82 - Recovery Log [INSERT CREDENTIALS] [ACCESS GRANTED] Project Sepulchre during construction. Foreword: On the date of 12/01/82, the project started by the man formerly known as O5-9, labeled informally as "Project Sepulchre", was discovered by the other members of the O5 council. While MTF Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") was en-route, O5-9 and his team attempted to begin Procedure 380-Sepulchre before Project Sepulchre was fully completed. Below is a transcript of the incident, based on audio recordings as well as eyewitness accounts from the reality repair team. A CGI construction of the reality propagation generated by Project Sepulchre. BEGIN LOG: 12:03 Computer: Message for: Harding, Gary. Lead Researcher Harding: Shit. Oh god, oh fuck! We're going to have to engage Sepulchre now. We've been compromised. Several expressions of surprise and expletives can be heard. Researcher George Dreul: Where's Nine? Harding: He's on his way. Prep everything. (shouting) I want every system triple checked within the next five minutes! That's five minutes, folks! Several Scranton Reality Anchors can be heard initiating. Computer: Sanitation of chamber completed. Researcher Danton: Phase Psi is a go! Harding: Mantell, where's Phase Chi? Researcher Mantell: It's gonna take some time to set up sir. The full process-. Harding: God damn it, time is the one thing we can't afford to spare right now. Skip the externals, and speed up the rate of draw! I want the Hume ball ready in the next four minutes! Dreul: (distressed) Where is Nine? O5-9 and several armed agents enter. O5-9: Is it prepped? Harding: It's almost there, sir. We just need- O5-9: We don't have time, Harding! Red Right Hand is on their way now. Harding: Get him prepped for Phase Omega. Go! [EXTRANEOUS DETAILS REDACTED] Mantell: Phase Chi is a go, sir! Harding: Load him in, Alpha-1 is in the Site! Let's go! An audible fracture of metal can be heard, followed by the hiss of a failed vacuum seal. Klaxons begin to sound. Computer: Warning: Field Stabilizer damaged. Recommending ceasure of experiment. Harding: Oh shit! Get him out of there! It's going to-! O5-9: Gary, if you pull me out of here I'll have your head mounted and stuffed! Keep me in this box! Do not open this chamber! An explosion occurs, and the audio fails for several minutes due to distortion. Dreul: Oh, oh shit! Mantell's- Researcher George Dreul begins to scream but ceases abruptly. Dreul is permanently immobilized by the effects of SCP-3498, freezing in place indefinitely. Any attempts to move Dreul since Incident 12/01/82 have failed. SCP-3498: (disorientedly) Wha-? SCP-3498's voice catches as its arm passes through the desk it is leaning on. The reality suppression system initiates, causing a slight hum. SCP-3498: Oh my-, oh my god. I didn't mean… oh… Several members of Site-120's reality-stabilizing team arrive in Testing Bay A, and begin to assist SCP-3498 in stabilization. One member of the team powers down all devices in the Bay, ending recording. Level 5 Research Team 9 and accompanying personnel (including O5-9) were recovered by MTF-Alpha-1. END LOG: 12:18 Incident Report 01/15/83 - Decommissioning Log [INSERT CREDENTIALS] [ACCESS GRANTED] Foreword: On the date of 01/15/83, during a routine psychological evaluation, SCP-3498's behavior became erratic and unstable. Despite the best efforts of all staff involved, SCP-3498 had to be decommissioned as a result. However, complications in the process created a fault in the Einstein-Rosen Singularity Generator, causing the wrong destination frequency to be chosen. SCP-3498: It's… I can feel it. Dr. Joseph Botsky: You feel what, Jesse? SCP-3498: There it is again. The division is happening already. Botsky: What are you describing as a division? Staff Member Arthur Messer: Sir, readings are spiking dramatically. Botsky: I’m attempting to calm the subject. Please let me do my job. SCP-3498: It hurts. Please, the… let it happen. Botsky: Jesse, you need to stay here. Do not leave us now. Not after everything we've done. He turns off the microphone momentarily. Botsky: He’s delusional. We can’t keep him much longer. Researcher Jerry Kennedy: No, don’t do it. Please, we were almost having a breakthrough! Messer: It’s going to have to happen. He’s going to be critical soon. Messer: Readings are reaching critical condition. Arcs of energy, presumed to be emitted from slight fractures in reality, begin to lance from SCP-3498 to with machinery within the containment chamber. Kennedy: No! We have it! We almost have it! We were so close to finding a cure! We simply needed the proper dosage values, and then-! SCP-3498: I was never supposed to be here, I just… I just know it. I belong elsewhere. He reactivates the microphone. Kennedy: Mantell, snap out of it! Jesse! Jesse! SCP-3498: It’s okay, Jerry. I’m going. Finally. Botsky: Jesse, no. Jesse? I need you to stay with us. Focus on this room. Focus on staying. Messer: Engaging the ERSiG. Please insert and turn your safety keys. Botsky and Messer both insert their key and turn it. Kennedy: No, I won’t do it. He’ll die outside of the chamber! Botsky: And we’ll die with him here! You are acting like an idiot, not a scientist! Insert your key! Kennedy: He will stabilize! I’m not doing it unless it’s truly necessary! Messer draws a handgun and points it at Kennedy. Messer: Turn the key, now. It doesn't matter anymore. We can't fix our mistakes by treating him better. Researcher Kennedy turns the key, initiating the slowly moving track hooked to SCP-3498’s restraints. The room is quiet, the only sounds being the whooshing of the ERSG and the motors in the track wheels. SCP-3498: Please. I don't want to be here. I just… want to be there. Several ceiling tiles become dinner plates, falling from the ceiling and shattering. Messer: Wormhole is destabilizing. I don’t know what’s causing it. Botsky: It’s the excess reality. It’s affecting the portal. We must get him through quicker. Kennedy: No, we don’t know if it will work! Abort the transference! Messer: We are not aborting this! Either we send him in that hole or we’re all dead! The keys are locked in! Kennedy: Goodbye, Jesse. I… (sighs). The microphone is deactivated. Kennedy: I hope it’s better for him to go than to be here any longer. One less guy strapped to a table around here is good, I would… I would suppose. (SCP-3498 enters the wormhole, and it closes afterwards.) Messer: Oh. Jesus Christ, the destination! The destabilization had shifted the frequency! 194546 is… Kennedy: What… What have we done? END LOG Ethics Committee Disciplinary Meeting 01/10/83 [INSERT CREDENTIALS] [ACCESS GRANTED] Foundation Ethics Committee Disciplinary Meeting Minutes 01/10/83 Call to order Dr. Cimmerian called to order the regular meeting of the Ethics Committee at 20:00. Roll call The Secretary conducted a roll call. All committee members were present. Open issues: Disciplinary Hearing: Gary Harding Foreword: Concerning the events of 12/01/82, former researcher Gary Harding stands trial for treason against the Foundation & illegal use of Foundation resources and information. Below is a transcription of his evaluation. <Begin Log> Cimmerian: Please begin by describing to us how you first got involved with this entire situation. Harding: Well, that can be answered fairly simply. As head of O5-9's personal research team, we were the first to be chosen to work on Project Sepulchre. Cimmerian: And what exactly would you say this "Project Sepulchre" was concerned with? Harding: The whole ordeal contains a wide range of reasons, but if you'd like me to boil it down, it was O5-9 obsession with his… might I say, "immortality crusade"? Cimmerian: Would you elaborate? Harding: Well, you know how he is. He has this air of professionalism, but deep down you know he's scared, right? You spend a bit o' time with him, talk with him in the same room, you can see it's all a ruse after a while. He becomes an open book. I should know; I spent six months working side by side with the man. He's a human being. There are some things I know he's seen that would make a man crave death, just to escape those ends. There's probably a million world-ending anomalies behind locked doors that only he and the rest of the council got keys to. Beyond his goal to prevent his own untimely demise, he also gets to prevent anything and everything earthly from ever being harmed ever again. Cimmerian: Where did this concept come from then? Who gave him the idea to use artificial generated ontokinesis to achieve this goal? Harding: We know he's made attempts in the past to bypass death, and this is just one of them. He's essentially the SCP-963-2, seeing as he's tied to the damn thing. Also, I don't know what's going on with █████████, but the phrase V 20.0 came up a lot during testing, and I can only guess where that rabbithole goes. It's essentially the next step he could take. All the digging I've done leads back to SCP-2718, and it's locked to me for some god-damned reason. You Ethics Committee knuckleheads may have a better chance at it, since you're all much above my paygrade, even if I did have Level 5 clearance. Cimmerian: I would think you would be better off realizing who oversees this discussion here. You are present only because you are a seriously valued member of staff. Otherwise, you would have already been reassigned. Harding: I'm pretty sure my fate is sealed as it is. Cimmerian: (sighs) How did this entire debacle go unnoticed for some time? I would think something would fall through the cracks eventually. Harding: It did. Christensen, or at least, I think it was him, leaked to someone. You know, I never quite liked that guy. He tried to get me removed from the program entirely at one point. But before that, we were meticulous. Everything was under "Expenses" of Site-120. Our team grew only slightly, but the people we nabbed were important. Mantell was pivotal in the construction of the Slug- Cimmerian: Excuse me, the "Slug"? Harding: Oh, yeah. The SLHG. Scranton-Locke Hume Generator. Easier on the tongue. Cimmerian: Please continue. Harding: Anyways. Jesse was necessary to build that scrap heap through and through, Danton was instrumental in the calculation and… well, Dreul was our biological expert, but we know what happened to him. The payroll was nonexistant, and we had to borrow components, etc. Until Christensen. Cimmerian: We are… well versed in where he came in. What caused the failure in the… "Slug"? Harding: I'd assume the structure construction failed in some way. The machine was never supposed to be powered up at that time. Mantell never did quite finish them structural supports, only the internal wiring. I watched as one of them crystals got messed up in the process. All our months of research to shit over a leak, an information one and a literal one. I'll tell you what, too: that thing woulda worked. The Hume Ball was there, I saw it with my own eyes. If we'd had enough time, we'd all be on a new level of existence with how this thing operates. Cimmerian: Do you have any idea of the ramifications of such an action? The potential outcome of giving anyone, even if they are a member of the O5 council, abilities like this? The horrible things people with power do in this position? Harding: Alright, Mr. Committee 'Director'. Imagine you're faced with a big red button. Say you press that button, and there's a 50 percent chance you and everyone in the world dies… and a 50 percent chance whatever you want most in the world would occur instantly. Would you press it? I'd say, if I may speak for me and the rest of my staff, that that chance was too big to turn down. Cimmerian: You would risk the life of every human being on this planet to the whims of someone with near infinite power for your own progression of goals? Harding: It's not just our own progression. With power like our predictions specified, every Apollyon & Keter class could be zapped away in the blink of an eye. Overpopulation, world hunger, anything, all solved with a wave of your hand. Distant galaxies could become exploitable in an instant. Nothing ain't too far fetched. Cimmerian: I take it you fail to grasp the concept of all the innocent billions of lives populating this planet, not knowing a single thing about what lies under the bed, living their lives peacefully. 3498 is likely to go superhume, and if we fail the transport, who knows what kind of CK our reality will undergo? Something of this magnitude has never even been simulated, let alone tested. Harding: Would you think perhaps for a second past this situation? How many things out there are inches from doing exactly that already, how many things are unpreventably growing out of control right now? 2 minutes faster isn't going to alter anything. It's meaningless to attempt to struggle. Do you fear… death, Director? That's exactly what got us into this mess originally. Of course, if we didn't, the Foundation wouldn't really have a purpose, would it then? Cimmerian: Excuse me, Dr. Harding-! Harding: How many times will this happen! How many times does a researcher have to suffer horribly after being exposed to some kind of anomaly? How many times do we have to destroy an entire world simply to plunder the resources or simply dispose of our "hazardous waste", as you so eloquently described my esteemed colleague. Even if I never treated him right… he had a name! His name was Mantell! Jesse Mantell! Cimmerian: Gary, this course of action-. Harding stands up in his seat, straining against his restraints. Harding: O5-9 would have been a fluke anyways, and I realized that too far into the project! There's no one way to run this place, because absolute power corrupts absolutely, and fear makes good men do horrible things! Give someone an opportunity to be self generous at the expense of others, and they're gonna do it! It doesn't matter that someone already tried to play nice and failed thousands of times before, because every person thinks "I can do it way better than the last guy." They just fail to get the fact that the next guy will think the same of them, until someone DOES inevitably end the chain by blowing us all to holy hell, and even THEN- Cimmerian: Thank you for your time, Gary. I think we have heard enough. Harding: No, you don't understand. It's a time bomb! We're sitting on a time bomb, and there's no wires to cut! No- Researcher Gary Harding is forcefully removed from the function. Cimmerian: We're going to have to make an example out of this. I don't want to see anything like this ever happen again. <End Log> Closing Statement: Pending sentence. Adjournment Dr. Cimmerian adjourned the meeting at 20:15. Footnotes 1. having been keyed to a frequency linked to a reality which has previously recorded to have undergone a K-Class scenario, excluding EK-Class. 2. The object has been decommissioned and had its official status revoked. |
SCP-3499 | keter | NOTICE FROM THE DEPARTMENT OF PSYCHIATRY AND PARAPSYCHOLOGICAL ILLNESSES This file contains psychologically hazardous materials. Access to information related to SCP-3499 may only be granted to individuals with a Cognitive Resistance Value (CRV) of at least 1.8. As certain information regarding SCP-3499 is considered to be more sensitive to its effects, periodic checkpoints requiring increasing CRV values have been uploaded to this file. Individuals improperly exposed to SCP-3499 are to be considered L.O.S.T. _ PLEASE ENTER CREDENTIALSCREDENTIALS ACCEPTED; ACCESSING FILE... Item#: 3499 Level4 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: notice link to memo Model Office Seeker, by James Albert Wales. The cartoon depicts Guiteau with a sign which reads, "An office or your life!". Special Containment Procedures: As SCP-3499 has been identified by the United States government, the wider historical community, and the general public, articles which possess instances of it are to be altered to remove confidential information, rather than suppressed. Project WATTSON is currently being constructed within an abandoned mineshaft in the Sonoran Desert. The groundwork for this project is to be funded personally by O5-11, pending approval from the O5 Council for additional manpower and funds. It is expected to be completed on ██/██/2022, once Operation Mauser becomes self-sufficient. Operation Mauser, as proposed by O5-11 and approved by the O5 Council and the Ethics Commitee, is to be carried out by members of Mobile Task Force Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings"). Select Gamma-5 units are to be assigned to two subdivisions (Task Force γ-88 and γ-89) which are to focus on nationwide case studies and individual case studies, respectively. Task Force γ-88 is primarily based in the United States, with surrounding units stationed in Canada, Mexico, and the Caribbean. Operation Mauser has also been cleared for use in countries with a firearm-related death rate of 6.10 and higher1. Every ten weeks, a collection period is to begin in countries with a suitable number of personnel to carry it out. Once the maximum threshold of 1,300 individuals has been reached or after the collection period expires, control of collected individuals is to be transferred to Task Force γ-89. Task Force γ-89 is responsible for [ADDITIONAL INFORMATION IS CLASSIFIED; SEE ADDENDUM 3499/2 FOR MORE DETAILS] NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 2.5 Description: SCP-3499 are references to the assassination of United States President James A. Garfield by Charles Guiteau on July 2, 1881. Exposure to SCP-3499 universally results in the piece of media developing new information which concerns a largely unknown group of interest known as "The Stalwarts" (GoI-8218). According to exposed media, GoI-8218 is an anarcho-occultist organization with ties to the U.S. government. The stated goals of GoI-8218 include: The establishment of an overarching world order with which to dictate global affairs. The abolishment of legal consequences for violent crimes (homicide, kidnapping, etc.). The abolishment of organizations which fail to support the first two goals. While most instances of SCP-3499 depict the assassination directly, this quality is not required; mentions of Garfield, Guiteau, or other instances have been known to trigger SCP-3499. NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 3.9 Addendum 3499/1: Notable Examples ASSASSIN ATTACKS T. R. MILWAUKEE, Wis., Oct. 14th — Over 12,000 souls gathered inside of a small auditorium to hear Colonel Roosevelt speak. The crowd quickly grew too large for the hall, and many were forced to cheer from the sidewalks. When Colonel Roosevelt finally arrived, a flurry of excitement erupted from the crowd as supporters spilled into the streets to get a glimpse of his car. Colonel Roosevelt held an aura of ease and humility about him. Earlier that day, rumors had circulated among the city that he had injured himself and could not appear. This did little to harm the Colonel's confidence. His ginger walk to the podium sparked further hysteria within the crowd. They roared on for thirty more minutes before Colonel Roosevelt waved his hand, asking for silence. With all of the vigor of ten men, Colonel Roosevelt said: "My supporters, those whom I consider to be close friends, I appreciate you spending your time with me on this fine day. I would ask you to be quiet—" At that moment, a man pushed himself to the front of the crowd and fired upon Colonel Roosevelt. The former President collapsed onto the stage. The man, a socialist who says that his name is John Schrank, was disarmed and seized by the crowd. There were calls for him to be lynched in the street. Colonel Roosevelt soon rose, however, and ordered the man to be placed under arrest. The crowd parted at his word and allowed the police through. Turning back to the podium, Colonel Roosevelt addressed the crowd: "My friends! I asked you before to remain quiet, but now I ask you to shout so loud the paperboys across the street will hear. I may have been shot, but it takes more than that to kill a Bull Moose!" This attack is the the latest example of a troubling developing in the American political institution: rule by revolver. Most assassins are young, insane immigrants from Europe. Charles Julius Guiteau, murderer of the 20th President James Garfield, is an ideal example. On the morning of July 2nd, 1881, Guiteau traveled to a railway station and intended to wait there until evening. This is a common practice of the fringe political group known as "The Stalwarts" which Guiteau founded. He would wait for five more hours underneath the summer sun. Guiteau's madness was palpable to onlookers. Citizens had reported him to a policeman whom patrolled the area many times before. Despite this, nothing was done about Guiteau's presence at the station. He was seen proselytizing to passerby about a supposed divine commission which impelled him to kill Garfield. One woman was subjected to Guiteau's ramblings for almost twenty minutes. She distinctly remembers the assassin having a fit in the middle of one of his endorsement speeches. He began to repeat a single, nonsensical phrase until Garfield arrived at the railway. When Garfield stepped on the railway platform, he conversed with Guiteau for a short while. There were no witnesses of this conversation that could accurately describe the topics that were discussed. Guiteau then loudly uttered an obscenity at the President before retrieving a pistol from his coat pocket and shooting Garfield twice in the chest. The crowd that had gathered (Continued on Fourth Page) NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 4.4 The Truth, and the Removal by Charles Guiteau My stay at the university was short, and what little time I spent there was inside of the campus library. I am still not sure what that cause for my repulsion to the classroom was. I've pondered over the question for many days, watching the sun leap into dawn before slowly waning back down into night. The night that I write this, one that I will spend in jail for a crime that I did not commit, I had gone from fully believing that I had found the answer, to realizing that I was miles from a conclusion, to fully believing in another answer within minutes of each other. I am not bothered much by this. In fact, I am happy for it; my years of study into theology has shown me that this behavior is common in great men. A few hours before I found the time to write this, it was midnight. I laid with no desire for sleep as my thoughts dismantled my new, carefully laid explanation. Even now, I am unable to subdue my mania. The warden came by my cell for my nightly treatment. He injected a milky-white liquid into my forearm which dulled my senses and told me he'd stand by to make sure that it was working. I found myself dwelling on that phrase, "stand by", long after he had left. Those words held an unruly power over me, like they should have meant something. But as the medication wore off and the fits of painful laughter that lasted for minutes on end returned, I stopped worrying. It was during one of these fits that a day I seldom remembered came to the forefront of my half-conscious mind. When I was a young man at the university, I still held some belief in the teachings of those preachers whom I now feel disgusted for having known. The professor on the day was a very short and fat man with a few gray hairs in his hair. I listened to him speak for almost an hour before a sickly feeling began to rise in my stomach. I tried to recite the words of Saint Paul the Apostle, one of my personal mentors, to quell the feeling. It did little to alleviate my discomfort. I excused myself to the bathroom, and vomited into one of the toilets. The convulsions of my stomach left my throat hoarse and my mouth bloodied. As I turned to leave, an Angel bearing the face of St. Paul himself appeared before me. In that moment, as I clung to the sides of the toilet seat to avoid fainting completely, I decided to rededicate my life to the Savior and to let His commandments dictate my life. I felt as if I had grown up ten years in a matter of ten seconds. My hair became gray and grew so long that the ends touched the floor, my bones became as brittle as a corpse, my skin became wrinkled. The Angel spoke and, while I am unable to transcribe with full respect His words, I believe it to be an even greater slight to not record what He had said to me that day. "One that bears the name 'Guiteau'," He said, "I have watched over you since the night of your birth. I have personally witnessed your struggles, your hardships, your triumphs. The friends that knew you and the friends that prayed they never had. Each minute of each hour of each day that goes by in your mind." As He spoke, I could feel the weakness and pain leave my body. The chains that others had used to shackle me down were unlocked. I was a freed man, and a feeling came over me that I had seldom felt in my youth: happiness. The Angel smiled. "You have made more sacrifices than most could endure in your short life. This is why I have descended from the Heavens to you now. To warn you. You have been going against the will of the divine since you began your stay here. This 'group' which you now lead has committed countless atrocities upon this earth and under my watchful eye. If I were to appear before any other man, I would have struck them down in an instant." I wanted to speak. Believe me when I say that I wanted to defend my colleagues, some of whom I consider to be my friends… A solemn moment of realization has come upon me as I write these words. Those "friends" as I called them were the first ones that mentioned that I may have an illness of the mind. When I came begging for shelter after my father left me with no money, they were the ones that I felt hatred towards. My vision was too distracted at that time to notice: the conversations, the meetings, the experiments. They were all lies. Sick, perverted lies that were made to throw mud in His eyes and taint my soul. If they had truly wished for my well-being, then why are none of them here? Why am I being tried for a crime that any man would have done given the circumstances? We do not punish the soldiers who slaughter hundreds of our enemies, but yet when I am given a direct command to kill one bastard, I am sentenced to death. They have been led astray. They, as I did then, need a Savior. So I am forever thankful that He chose to save me. The Angel spoke more words to me, but I am not in the right state of mind to transcribe them. I want to sleep. This shall be the end of my will and testament. Let them hang me in the streets tomorrow. I do not care anymore. I am an agent of God. NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 4.8 David Allen Frederickson "Charles Guiteau" Songs of the West Folkways Records FH 5259 Verse Come all you Christian shepherds and those of mighty fear, For the righteous has caught me and made me disappear. Spare just a moment or two, To let me state my crimes, As in a few more moments, My body will ragtime. Chorus My name is Charles Guiteau, The crime which I deny, Will leave my aging parents, Soon saying their goodbyes. Though I still will not believe, The world which I am living, Is guarded by those corrupt souls, Who said that I was sinning. Verse Those men called me insane, And they said onto me, "If you want your soul returned, it is your friend who must bleed." But those wicked men did lie, So when my story was told, The crowd below showed nothing more Than their faces of cold. NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 6.0 Chorus My name is Charles Guiteau, The crime which I deny, Will leave my aged parents, Soon saying their goodbyes. Though I still will not believe, The world which I am living, Is guarded by those corrupt soul, Who said that I was sinning. Bridge As I look out to my fans and friends, I see they want the same. "I don't want to listen to a criminal, I just want somebody to hang." But I will not fade away, To a grim history, No, I know that I’m innocent, So ‘till I’m dead I’ll plead, Chorus My name is Charles Guiteau, The crime which I deny, Will leave my aged parents, Soon saying their goodbyes. Though I still will not believe, The world which I am living, Is guarded by those corrupt souls, Who said that I was sinning. NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 6.7 Internal Security Department | Incident / Arrest Report Incident ID: O5-000013DW-2020 Date: 01/03/2020 Time: 20:39 Offense: TBD Suspect: Unknown Victim: The Administrator At 20:03, MTF Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") receives a distress signal from the Administrator's residence at Site-01. The message was sent by Site-01's general administrative .aic unit STORM in response to a rapid deterioration in the Administrator's health. Alpha-1's estimated time of arrival is eight minutes. During this time, STORM initiates a Class-3 lockdown of Site-01: all unoccupied sectors are sealed off and reality stabilizers are deployed within the Site and the surrounding area. Alpha-1 arrives at Site-01 to discover the Administrator slumped against a terminal in their office. They are unresponsive to the unit, and remain so as α-1 "Captain" administers a cognitive thought analysis. Command issues a temporarily cessation of radio transmissions in the area to ensure that communication between members of Alpha-1 was not lost. α-1 "Captain" determines that the Administrator is alive, but is incapable of retaining sustainable thought (L.O.S.T.). They send a request to declare the Administrator mentally unfit for recovery. Command issues a denial, and orders α-1 "Captain" to attempt a mental recovery. α-1 "Captain" expresses reluctance at this, reasoning that the Administrator has likely been in this state for more than eleven minutes, making them unrecoverable. Command again orders α-1 "Captain" to attempt a mental recovery. α-1 "Captain" complies and falls into a deep trance next to the Administrator. The rest of the unit explores the office. α-2 "Cowboy" covers the Administrator's terminal screen and asks α-3 "Taurus" for a remote screen analyzer to determine if the Administrator had been infected with a memetic hazard from their terminal. STORM accesses Site-01's internal intercom system, broadcasting via a robotic voice to Alpha-1. STORM informs them that the Administrator had been suffering from numerous health issues — most notably paranoia, melancholia, and occasional mania — for months prior to their current situation. NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 7.1 α-1 "Captain" suddenly jerks awake from their trance. They appear to be in a great deal of distress, and declare the Administrator to be unrecoverable. When questioned by Command, they deny that they are feeling distressed. They ask STORM where Site-01's medical sector is located. STORM provides its location, which is two floors below Alpha-1's current position, and a route to the location through a nearby stairwell. Alpha-1 descends the first floor and enters the security sector. The unit observes a brightly-lit hallway which leads past two containment chambers, both of which are sealed shut. α-2 "Cowboy" mentions that the floor appears to be entirely devoid of employees. A giant mechanical device lays partially disassembled on the floor. The machine consists of a primary tank which contains a volatile blue liquid, tubes which connect the tank to a power supply, which then connects to a small capsule near the top. The words "PRIMARY THOUGHT DISSEMINATOR" are painted on the side of the capsule. α-3 "Taurus" requests that an investigation of this device be made a secondary objective. This request is swiftly denied by α-1 "Captain". No further requests are made. Alpha-1 reaches the second floor and accesses the medical sector. The floor houses thousands of operating theaters with glass walls, each being surrounded by interlocking pathways made of concrete. α-2 "Cowboy" comments that there seems to be too few occupants of Site-01 for the amount of materials present. They receive no response. α-1 "Captain" leads the team through the floor, occasionally stopping to receive directions from STORM. After approximately thirty minutes, Alpha-1 discover a large steel cube. STORM informs the unit that they have reached the center of the medical sector. A vault door with a metal plaque bearing the words "CASE STUDY #001" acts as the entrance. STORM unlocks the door, revealing a sparse living area: a mattress with blankets, a desk, and a computer terminal are the only pieces of furniture present. The terminal has the words "PLEASE STAND BY…" flashing on its screen in large, red text. Alpha-1 inspects the desk and discovers a set of documents within one of the drawers. The contents of these documents have been described below: Medical records for an unnamed female in their mid-40s. The results of a recent medical examination revealed that they had been suffering from phantom pain in two spots in their torso. A blood test showed that they did not possess any memetically or antimemetically charged particles in their circulatory system. A family pedigree dating back to the late 1600s. A male family member from the seventh previous generation is crossed out. A copy of The Truth, and the Removal by Charles Guiteau. A 184-page journal which details hundreds of connections between the creation of GoI-8218 ("The Stalwarts") and the actions of hundreds of influential world leaders from 1900 through to the present. An unredacted copy of the Operation Mauser procedures. [DATA EXPUNGED] Alpha-1 determines that there is no other evidence present and leaves the cube. The unit exits the second floor, and eventually Site-01, over the course of an hour. Later debriefings led to the leading theory that the Administrator died via unresolved stress, which slowly damaged their heart. An O5 meeting to vote on whether to change the official cause of death to myocardial infarction is scheduled for 13/03/2020. NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 7.7 1. "ASSASSINS" (1990) JOHN WEIDMAN ACT I SCENE 11 (Baltimore and Potomac Railroad Station, Washington D.C. July 2, 1881. JAMES GARFIELD and a small group of men enter, talking amongst each other. A now disheveled CHARLES GUITEAU rises from the railway bench and approaches.) GUITEAU Sir! Please, wait! Mister Garfield, I have something important I want to ask you. (Garfield and his party stop. Guiteau crosses to emphasize his point.) GUITEAU Mister Garfield, I want to be… the ambassador to France! (GUITEAU falls to his knees from exhaustion and anxiousness. GARFIELD laughs.) GARFIELD I'm sorry, who are you? I must know a little about the man I'm going to make my ambassador. NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 8.2 GUITEAU Oh! How do you not know my name, Mister Garfield? Perhaps word doesn't reach you as quickly as it does the common man. Regardless! My name is Charles Guiteau, first of my name, college-educated theologist, author, scientist, lawyer, orator, and soon-to-be politician. I have appeared in the papers numerous times; I am of great respect to the people. GARFIELD Hmm? Now, Mister Get-out, I must say that I have not heard of you at all. And I assure you that nobody standing at this station has heard of you either. What have you published that earned you the automatic respect of men of faith? How about men of science? 2. GUITEAU Many things, sir! Let's see… I have defended multiple men from the wrath of angry prosecutors. One of my clients was even a Frenchman, so you know how much France love me. I've written extensively about the teaching of Saint Paul, Saint Augustine, John Calvin— (The men surrounding GARFIELD attempt to disperse the growing crowd onto the train.) GARFIELD Now, let me stop you there. Name me one published work of yours that I personally know of. If you can do that, then I might believe your outrageous claims might be true. GUITEAU The Truth! It's meant to be read alongside the Bible. GARFIELD Never heard of it. GUITEAU "Reasons To Vote for Garfield Against the Dastardly Hancock!" GARFIELD Nope. GUITEAU Um… "The Effects of Traumatic Experiences on the Minds of Those Capable of Reshape—" GARFIELD Err. Wrong answer. (Guiteau drops to his knees.) GUITEAU Please Mister Garfield! I'm begging you. I have spent my entire life dreaming of this moment, you can't just… (A train arrives at the station. The crowd begins to slowly board. A TRAIN CONDUCTOR enters.) TRAIN CONDUCTOR All aboard! The 9:30 train to Greenville Station, New Jersey will be departing shortly. Please stand by! NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 9.1 3. GUITEAU You can't… You… (GUITEAU collapses from his knees to the floor. GARFIELD turns to leave.) GUITEAU I hate you, James. GARFIELD Excuse me? (GUITEAU cries, crumbling even further.) GUITEAU I… fucking hate you. So much. GARFIELD Oh sir, you're sounding hysterical now. GUITEAU Call me my name, James. You know who I am. Do you know what I did for you? Is this how you repay people that helped you become who you are now? You sick bastard. How many people have you done this to, huh? Hundreds? Thousands? (POLICE beginning appearing amongst the passengers, making their way to GUITEAU.) GARFIELD Sir, please stand— GUITEAU No! Shut your damn mouth, James. Do you not even care to listen to me? Oh, you… (GUITEAU rises like a dead man from the grave.) NOTICE: Further access to this file requires a CRV value of at least 15.5 GUITEAU I don't care if they hate me. I know who I am and I know who you are. And that's all I need in this life. I don't care. You and I will both burn in Hell, someday. (GUITEAU retrieves a pistol from his coat pocket and shoots GARFIELD, killing him.) Addendum 3499/2: Operation Mauser Overview WARNING: ACCESS TO OPERATION MAUSER IS RESTRICTED DO NOT ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT PROPER AUTHORIZATION FROM THE O5 COUNCIL. DOING SO WILL RESULT IN THE DEPLOYMENT OF A MEMETIC "ABSENT MINDED" AGENT. THIS AGENT IS DESIGNED TO RAPIDLY CAUSE AN INDIVIDUAL TO BECOME L.O.S.T. THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING. _ PLEASE ENTER CREDENTIALS. Footnotes 1. The list of countries which fit this criteria is to be updated every six months. |
SCP-3500 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3500 Special Containment Procedures: A circular area with a radius of 5m around Dr. Ralph Roget is to be monitored at all times. Should SCP-3500-1 appear, it is to be detained and placed in a standard humanoid containment cell. SCP-3500-1 instances displaying cognitive function in line with the original Dr. Roget are to be granted class three humanoid privileges, and offered limited employment. Due to SCP-3500's relative unpredictability, caution is to be observed during SCP-3500-1 manifestations. Instances displaying hostile or volatile behavior towards Foundation employees are to be subdued on manifestation. Should such hostility continue past initial containment, instances are to be terminated to avoid further damage. Thorough analysis should be conducted to ensure that each SCP-3500-1 instance is an SCP-3500-1 instance, and not a result of SCP-2546 infection. Dr. Roget is to be granted psychological counseling upon request. Per Site-77's director Shirley Gillespie, all attempts by Dr. Roget to resign or leave his position are to be denied. Since SCP-3500 began, Dr. Roget has requested amnestic treatment following each event. Initially, these requests were granted; however, despite the amnestics, Dr. Roget has become mentally unstable. Further treatment has been suspended in order to ensure that he becomes desensitized to these phenomena. Update 2017-4-21 Foundation personnel possessing level three clearance or higher have been notified of recent developments concerning SCP-3500, and have been placed under close surveillance. SCP-3500's mechanism of spreading is currently unknown, and cannot be prevented as of this iteration. WARNING, ATTEMPTED ACCESS DETECTED PLEASE ENTER LEVEL 5 CREDENTIALS OR PATAPHYSICS DEPARTMENTAL ID NUMBER. CREDENTIALS RECOGNIZED. DISARMING COUNTERNARRATIVE MEASURES. WELCOME BACK Dr. Panagiotopolous. Partial containment of SCP-3500 has thus far been possible through lateral application of Procedure Kuzco-Bueller to extract known imprints of swn001-1-RGT(RJB_R) embedded in narrative layers approaching Pataphysics' own. Internarrative twining has been reduced at a rate of 30-40%, though this effectiveness is dropping. Concurrent efforts to slow the rate of Operation FLAT HORIZON's spread have thus far been unsuccessful. SCP-3500, previously contained at the intersection of swn001-1-RGT imprints,1 has in the last three months spread outward through several narrative vectors into planes related to other swn-001-1 entities, as well as other unclassified entities.2 As spread patterns are erratic, it is theorised that several of these vectors are undetectable from the bulk narrative viewpoint - MTF-ι-0 have been assigned to explore known possible assets, while SCP-423 and SCP-3145 are working together to move through fringe narrative and into unexplored narrative rootspace, with an aim to culling the effects of SCP-3500 at the source. Neither are expected to succeed at this time. Though the spread of SCP-3500 currently affects just 13% of known swn001-1 instances, and <1% of known swn001-2 instances, current models show a high probability of total spread to active entities within 16 months. SCP-3500 is under consideration for reclassification to 'Keter (Uncontained)'. Description: SCP-3500 is a phenomenon involving the manifestation of anomalous versions of Dr. Ralph Roget, hereby dubbed SCP-3500-1, within a 5m radius of the baseline individual. SCP-3500 occurs at highly variable intervals, with no discernible pattern between manifestations.3 The cause of these manifestations is currently not known. SCP-3500-1 primarily resemble the baseline non-anomalous Dr. Roget in most materializations; however, all recovered instances have displayed an array of anomalous properties inconsistent with their baseline counterpart (see Table T-3500-1). A number of manifestations have exhibited abilities/properties consistent with other anomalies contained by the Foundation. SCP-3500's relation to these anomalies is currently not understood. 307 instances of SCP-3500-1 have been captured and contained. WARNING, ATTEMPTED ACCESS DETECTED PLEASE ENTER LEVEL 5 CREDENTIALS OR PATAPHYSICS DEPARTMENTAL ID NUMBER. CREDENTIALS RECOGNIZED. DISARMING COUNTERNARRATIVE MEASURES. WELCOME BACK Dr. Panagiotopolous. SCP-3500 is a distortion of narrative cohesion affecting all known canon planes, centered around Dr. Ralph Roget of Site-19 and his analogues throughout the metaverse. SCP-3500 is theorised to be the result of hypercompression of twined planes following Operation Flat Horizon and its ancillary operations.4 This hypercompression causes bulges at significant data points, most notably the imprints of swn001-1 entities, causing extreme strain at their respective stacked planes. In the most extreme case, that of swn001-1-RGT, this has lead to ruptures and the intermixing of canons surrounding the point of decohesion. With the increasing number of datapoints per day, the pressure on swn001-1-RGT's imprint grows exponentially, as it does on other unruptured bulges. With the predicted insurgence of data points following the recent formation of a rare data hyperposition, the current situation, is likely the tipping point of systemic rupture. The consequences of such an event remain uncertain; however, predictive models appear to indicate a 48% chance of complete narrative collapse. Addendum: The following table contains a selection of SCP-3500-1 entries that have been contained. The full list is available to personnel possessing clearance level two or higher. Identity Date of Manifestation SCP-3500-1 Description/Characteristics SCP-3500-1-001 2012-02-26 Security footage captured SCP-3500-1-001's manifestation within Dr. Roget's office. The instance possessed pink pigmentation, feathers5 protruding from the arms and legs, and an orange tinted beak in the place of a mouth and nose. SCP-3500-1-001 became hostile upon noting Dr. Roget's presence. Dr. Roget sustained 2 facial lacerations before site security could secure the instance. SCP-3500-1-017 2012-06-19 SCP-3500-1-017 manifested in Site-77's cafeteria atop the food distribution line as Dr. Roget was eating lunch. The entity was brown in color and consistency, and was later determined to be made entirely of milk-chocolate. It began moving in Dr. Roget's direction, at which point it began melting. Other personnel present report that the entity showed signs of consciousness as it was melting, reportedly screaming incoherently in Dr. Roget's direction. Several personnel became enamored with the material, and had to be removed from the premise by site security. When questioned about their sudden desire to consume the material, affected parties all mentioned a distinct and overwhelming aroma which drew them towards the chocolate. SCP-3500-1-054 2012-11-18 SCP-3500-054 appeared as Dr. Roget was passing a Janitorial closet. The entity was described, by Dr. Roget, as being completely composed of wood, with the exception of the eyes, which appeared human in origin, and the hair which resembled the brushes typically found on janitorial mops. The entity was immobile throughout the encounter, and began secreting highly corrosive fluid from the head, resulting in the rapid deterioration of the wooden tissue. Site security was alerted shortly after this began; however, despite repeated efforts to neutralize the corrosive substance, the replica ultimately dissolved. Dr. Roget filed an amnestic treatment and personnel transfer request following the incident. This request has been denied. SCP-3500-1-094 2013-02-19 Dr. Roget awoke in his Site-77 apartment three times on the morning of February 19th to a foreign figure which he described as being "Shadowy, but glowing." Following the second appearance, Dr. Roget was awoken by a sudden flash of bright light and a distorted high-pitched squeal, at which point he realized that the figure was in fact an SCP-3500-1 manifestation, at which point it collapsed into a pile of its component parts. The entity is now known to have been composed of 92 children's night lights, as well as a number of standard extension cords. All night lights were determined to be non-anomalous. Dr. Roget was purportedly found unconscious in his bathroom two days following the incident, having nearly overdosed on prescription strength sleeping medication. SCP-3500-1-114 2013-04-18 Dr. Roget returned to his office following reports of anomalous food bowls in Site-77's cafeteria. CCTV camera footage captured Dr. Roget beginning to open the door, when he was suddenly pushed back against the wall of the hallway by a flood of Tostitos brand corn chips. Dr. Roget was recovered from beneath a ceiling high pile of chips and molten cheese, at which point it was determined he'd suffered numerous minor lacerations, and first degree burns on the arms. During the debrief, Dr. Roget reported that, as he was opening the door, he was able to see a replica of himself made of several standard food bowls, random assortments of molten cheeses, and several bags of chips. Dr. Roget requested psychological treatment following this incident. SCP-3500-1-118 2013-05-01 The entity was initially clothed in garb worn by hunters during the early 20th century, and possessed appropriate hunting gear from the period. Initially, 118 was screened thoroughly for anomalous properties, however none were found. As a result, he was offered full employment and standard level one security clearance despite an irrational fear of the moon. On May 24th, 2013, Dr. Roget found the entity within its office, in the process of transforming into a human sized Oryctolagus cuniculus, at which time it managed to escape into the site. 57 additional human sized Oryctolagus cuniculus were contained by site security alongside the original depletion of Site-77's vegetable stocks. Dr. Roget put in an additional request following this incident to increase psychological treatment from once to three times a week, alongside a second personnel transfer request. The former was granted, and the latter denied. SCP-3500-1-170 2014-03-29 The circumstances behind the appearance of SCP-3500-1-170 are currently unknown.6 SCP-3500-1-170 is an identical version of Dr. Roget's head, severed at the neck, and kept in a fluid filled glass container possessing an electronic cryogenic temperature regulation mechanism. Whenever it is observed, Dr. Roget will receive a call on his work, home, or cellular phone, depending upon his current location. Upon answering, Dr. Roget will be greeted by a voice claiming to also be Ralph Roget, but from a future point in time.7 Conversations tend to center around past, present, and future events of Dr. Roget's life8 as well as a continual attempt to convince Dr. Roget to take control of Site-77 through assassination of the current director. Dr. Roget continues to ignore such attempts, but has requested that the entity be placed in a chamber where observation will not be possible. This request has been denied, and authorization has been granted to monitor these calls. SCP-3500-1-216 2017-02-22 On February 2nd, 2017, Dr. Roget contacted site security and notified them of another SCP-3500-1 manifestation. Upon arriving at Dr. Roget's office, security found him standing three meters from the door, with his sidearm drawn and pointed at the entrance. Upon being questioned, he panicked, and fired two rounds into the door, after which the sound of something large being dragged across the floor could be heard. SCP-3500-1-216 proceeded to destroy both the door and the frame with great force, via Dr. Roget's desk having fused to the entity's arms. Three security personnel were incapacitated by flying debris at which time Dr. Roget fled the scene. Additional security personnel were deployed, and successfully subdued the instance following several physical engagements. More thorough analysis, following containment, lead researchers to discover that the entity possessed a tail, stinger, and arms analogous to those found in Arizona Bark Scorpions.9 Dr. Roget submitted a request for additional security personnel to be stationed near his office. This request has been approved. As of 2017-4-20, Director Shirley Gillespie has authorized increased surveillance of Dr. Roget, in order to ensure his safety, following SCP-3500-1-216's manifestation. As Dr. Roget's mental state has improved, in part thanks to psychological treatment, further restrictions beyond surveillance are not necessary at this time. Update 2017-4-21: As of this version of SCP-3500's documentation, the anomaly's effects have spread beyond Dr. Ralph Roget to Dir. Jean Karlyle Aktus, Dir. Sherry and Leep Andrews, Dir. Tilda R. Moose, and Dr. Penelope Panagiotopolous. Due to this sudden spread of SCP-3500's effects, an upgrade of the anomaly's object class from Euclid to Keter has been filed, and is currently pending. WARNING, ATTEMPTED ACCESS DETECTED PLEASE ENTER LEVEL 5 CREDENTIALS OR PATAPHYSICS DEPARTMENTAL ID NUMBER. CREDENTIALS RECOGNIZED. DISARMING COUNTERNARRATIVE MEASURES. WELCOME BACK Dr. Panagiotopolous. Hi there. This is all a little obtuse, isn't it? That's unfortunately just the nature of our work, but I'll do my best to lay this out in plain English. On the 8th of October 2016, the Pataphysics department began the implementation of joint projects - Operation Flat Horizon and Operation ÓverMeta. The goal of these projects was simple, if rather ambitious: total unification of the full narrative bulk, into a single cohesive plane. Flat Horizon was more subtle, utilising the biases of swn001-1 entities to effect them toward the linking of data points in order to chip away at the rougher edges of the bulk. If Flat Horizon was a pick, ÓverMeta was more of a sledgehammer. We targeted a single swn001-1 entity, Rimple, and used them to establish a minor canon. More importantly, we introduced Dr. Huever's Hypercanon theory, which provided a conceptual basis for a fully unified canon. This is hard. I apologise. I'm used to throwing down jargon. When you bullshit enough, it comes true, especially when you live in a rumour and your colleagues are fictional characters. ÓverMeta was, much to everyone's surprise, a success. We didn't take canon by a storm, but certainly we've seen ripples. 56 planes and counting have moved into state of narrative intersection with the project, and SCP-3621 has since been introduced to the bulk, utilising many of Pataphysics' core concepts to form a distinct channel between baseline canon and a notable narrative package previously out of our reach. Similarly, SCP-3999 now acts as a communicative interface between us and swn001-1 entities. It comes down to this: When we decided to make canon collapse, we didn't expect it to actually, you know, collapse. These pillars through canon - characters with direct channels to their creators - were being squashed down and down until, just a few weeks ago, they started to burst, retroactively spilling out into the main canon bulk. Just Dr. Roget at first, one of those weird things that happens to researchers like him. I'd say he was relieved it was as harmless as it was. But then it started spreading. Directors Aktus and Moose, the Andrews couple over in Site-234, and then me. I was the last straw, obviously. Doesn't do to have reality rupturing around your head researchers, but when living rumours start splattering into baseline truth, things have properly gone tits up. Estimates indicate that complete narrative collapse is likely to occur within the next 16 months, at which point… well, Flat Horizon's job will be complete. A flat plane. Worlds squashed together, inconsistencies crushed underneath the incomparable momentum of human thought. If it's not yet clear, our current actions are utterly futile. MTF-ι-0 is not going to find some holy grail of meta bullshittery. Our scouts aren't going to save the world by invading the conceptual sludge. Which brings me to this: There's a simple solution. One which the others haven't thought of yet. They're not idiots, they will, just not as fast as I have. The solution is that we talk to you directly. Break out that listpages module and snap you out of your seat for half a second when you see your username. Hello, I'll wave. It's me, Penelope, being meta. Welcome to the Note At The End". All this is breaking your suspension of disbelief. It has to. No person withstands this much acknowledgement of fictionality without feeling detached. That's important. I want you to remember I'm not real. That this article is written by one of you - two of you, now, if my readings are correct - and there's no need to incorporate it into how you see our reality. I need you to think "Yeah, alright, I guess that was kinda fun, but obviously it's not CANON". You know the drill… There is no canon. Footnotes 1. See RGT seednode 2. See Non-writer Entities and Their Influence: A Theory on Narrative Rootspace, Panagiotopolous et al. 3. On May 5th, 2012, 3 SCP-3500-1 instances appeared within 24 hours of each other; whereas the largest gap between manifestations was between October 30th 2015, and February 3rd, 2016. 4. See Just Trust Us On This One, We're Pretty Sure We're Right, Huever et al. 5. Later determined to be analogous to those of Phoeniconais ruber ruber 6. Dr. Roget has refused to answer any and all questions regarding his initial encounter with the entity 7. The date from which SCP-3500-1-170 is calling changes with each subsequent incident. 8. Most events discussed concerning Dr. Roget's future have failed to occur. 9. The arms were noted to lack claws. |
SCP-3501 | safe | All I require are bodies. All I require is something to tell. close Info X SCP-3501: The Storyteller of Isfahan Author: Tufto, written on their original account. More of their work can be found here. Image: Can be found here, and is in the public domain. The only known picture of the interior of SCP-3501 prior to its containment, taken by Dr. James Scott in June 1913. SCP-3501-1 can be seen on the left; several SCP-3501-2 instances can be seen on the right. Item #: SCP-3501 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3501 has been removed from its original location in Isfahan, Iran, and taken to a Secure Holding Facility in Site 90, the headquarters of the Unreality Division. Testing on and entry into SCP-3501 is currently suspended. Experiment 3501-101 was given special sanction by the O5 Council. Description: SCP-3501 is a small coffeehouse originally located in the city of Isfahan, Iran. Externally, SCP-3501 appears as a small cubical structure, approximately 9m3 in size (the equivalent to 3 Iranian pank'a), with a cobalt-coloured dome protruding from the roof. It has been dated to the 17th century. The interior of SCP-3501 consists of a single large room. With each visit into SCP-3501, the room is decorated in a different style. Each style originates from a different Iranian period and city. Several containers of coffee, hookah pipes, and other beverages can be found within SCP-3501, alongside bowls of dates and pistachio nuts. A number of books of poetry and a set of backgammon are also visible, sometimes being utilised by the SCP-3501-2 instances. A fireplace can be seen at one end; this is only lit between the Autumn and Spring equinoxes. SCP-3501 is inhabited by SCP-3501-1 and a number of SCP-3501-2 instances. SCP-3501-1 is a humanoid with a variable appearance, taking on a different age and gender for each visitor. SCP-3501-1 appears to take the role of a storyteller. The SCP-3501-2 instances are a series of 5-10 humanoids who reside within SCP-3501. The SCP-3501-2 instances present change with each visit. SCP-3501-2 instances can ordinarily be found talking amongst themselves, reading poetry or playing backgammon; they will not acknowledge any outside visitor unless said visitor attempts to disturb them, at which point the SCP-3501-2 instances will insult or push away the visitor. Only one individual can enter SCP-3501 at any one time. Should any individual enter SCP-3501, SCP-3501-1 will urge the visitor to sit down on a chair and take some form of refreshment. The invariable response of all visitors is to silently follow the instructions of SCP-3501-1, leading researchers to believe that they are affected by some form of cognitohazard. Once they are seated, SCP-3501-1 begins to tell the visitor a story. This story appears to be derived from events in the life of the visitor, although the setting and context are often altered or left vague. Once the SCP-3501-1 instance has finished telling the story, any camera feeds and sensory equipment sent into SCP-3501 with the visitor will immediately be cut off. Approximately 30 minutes after this occurs, visitors can once again enter SCP-3501. It is unknown what happens to the visitor, but no sign of previous visitors have been noticed on subsequent visits. Following a visit, the story told by SCP-3501-1 will abruptly become part of the oral tradition of the surrounding region. Those who recite it will insist that they were taught it by their parents of other forebears in a tradition stretching back centuries. Local historians will sometimes present a history of the story's development, despite a lack of evidence for such a story existing before SCP-3501-1's recitation. SCP-3501 was first discovered in June 1913, when Foundation researcher and prominent Orientalist Dr. James Scott went missing on a research trip in Iran. Foundation investigations managed to recover his camera- which had apparently been thrown out onto the street- and eventually discover SCP-3501. A legend referring to the "Frankish creator of perfect images" was later discovered to be a fixture of local Isfahani lore, with local historians claiming that it has been circulated since the 16th century. The logs of Experiments 3501-29, 3501-56 and 3501-77 have been included below, as examples of SCP-3501's effects. +Experiment 3501-29 -Experiment 3501-29 Subject: D-6952, a native of Atlantic City who had been convicted of murder. Date: 17/06/1935 <Begin Log> D-6952 enters SCP-3501. The room is decorated in a style reminiscent of early 20th century Tehran. Five SCP-3501-2 instances can be seen drinking coffee. SCP-3501-1 has taken the form of a man in his 20s. SCP-3501-1: Good evening, child. Please, take some coffee, some tobacco. We share everything in this house. D-6952 sits on a cushion opposite SCP-3501-1, and inhales from a nearby hookah pipe. SCP-3501-1: There, there we go. Now, listen, my child, to my story. There was once a boy from a port city, a place of vice and sin. This boy was born into anger and hatred, and knew no other life. His father surrendered to his passions, beating his wife and child on innumerable occasions. Once he was grown, the boy fled into the west, away from the drunken cruelties of his childhood. In the desert, he met people who took him in. They showed him some form of kindness for the first time in his life. He rode with them, feeling the whistle of the wind in his ears, and they took it upon themselves to commit all kinds of abhorrent acts. They would murder, maim, steal, across the country. They would kill without a care, and knew not what it was to sin. They were the worst of people, the most abhorred and hated of sinners. The boy had not always been so. He was once sweet, and curious, and inquisitive. It was only the terrible beatings the boy had suffered at the hands of his father which had turned him this way. And unlike his cohorts, the boy was aware of this. The boy had memories of a life when he was happy, and dreams of a life which had turned out differently. These provided no comfort and no succour, however; only resentment and hatred. One day, the boy turned back, and travelled to his coastal city. His mother had died many years before, but he found his father, drunk in a tavern, his faced buried in vomit and wine. The boy took his musket, and shot his father until he died. The Shah's men found the boy laughing over the ruin of his life. They took him to a deep and dark pit from which he would never emerge. And so, fathers, listen well: care for your children, lest you lose them entirely! For it is your purpose to create good, honourable, merciful and righteous people. Deviate from your duty and only heartache will follow. At this point, all communications are cut off. <End Log> Notes: Variants of this story were subsequently found to exist in several communities near Site 90. It was turned into a song by noted country musician ██████ ████████████ in 1956, entitled "The Eastern Rider". +Experiment 3501-56 -Experiment 3501-56 Subject: D-7052, a native of New York City who had been convicted of embezzlement. Date: 03/06/1959. <Begin Log> D-7052 enters SCP-3501. The room is decorated in a style reminiscent of 16th century Kashan. Nine SCP-3501-2 instances can be seen reading poetry. SCP-3501-1 has taken the form of a woman in her 30s. SCP-3501-1: Come, my girl, come. Sit with me a while, and listen to a tale of weakness. D-7052 sits on a cushion facing SCP-3501-1. SCP-3501-1: There was once a woman from a city in the east. This woman gained a living by serving one of the mighty towers which littered the landscape, bearing down upon the citizens beneath. The lords of these towers were the chief among merchants, and controlled the flow of gold and silver from China to Farangistan. The citizens below hated and feared them. The woman was able to see the activities of the lords; their ledgers, their abacuses, their reports. She knew of the paper vaults where they kept all of their money. She was sorely tempted by these, but resisted, for she knew of the folly of theft. But what she did was driven out of fear, not righteousness, for she knew little of good and evil. She stared at the numbers on the page, day after day, willing herself not to commit a sin she did not even recognise. One day, a fellow clerk was elevated above his station. This clerk was the child of one of the high lords, but was a notorious incompetent, who deserved none of his advancement. The woman saw this, and her anger overtook her fear. She stole a great fortune from paper vaults and fled the city, taking a boat to the southern jungles. But she was caught. The lords of the tower were furious, and forced the Shah’s men to find her. They caught her in the darkest part of the forest, in a little town of heat and flies. They took her back to the city of towers, threw her before the magistrate, and cast her into the dark pit. So remember this: weakness comes in many forms. Action itself is not strength; it is only proper action and proper righteousness which give a person true character. At this point, all communications are cut off. <End Log> Notes: Variants of this story were subsequently found to exist in several communities near Site 90. It was later adapted into a novel by the author █████████ ██, set in China under the Tang Dynasty and featuring a rebellious Sogdian attempting to flee to her ancestral homeland after stealing from a powerful noble. +Experiment 3501-77 -Experiment 3501-77 Subject: D-1199, a native of Toronto who had been convicted of bank robbery. Date: 04/11/1979 <Begin Log> D-1199 enters SCP-3501. The room is decorated in a style reminiscent of 18th century Mashhad. Seven SCP-3501-2 instances can be seen playing cards. SCP-3501-1 has taken the form of a woman in her 70s. SCP-3501-1: Welcome, my dear. Please, sit, and listen as I tell you a tale. D-1199 sits on a cushion facing SCP-3501-1. She picks a date from a nearby bowl and begins to eat it. SCP-3501-1: There was once a girl, who lived in a city of smoke and frost. She loved that city. She would twist through its streets, running and jumping and laughing with her friends. They would get into all kinds of trouble; they would imbibe strange substances, steal things from the merchants, and climb buildings to look at the stars. One day, the wild girl decided that she would stop stealing. The law of that land stated that those who were caught committing crimes would be locked away in a dark pit with the other evildoers. She did not want to be locked in that pit again. So, she found more honest employment, repented of her life of crime, and made a family with a handsome khan. She was happy, for a time- but she never lost of habit of sitting on her roof and looking at the stars. Then the Shah’s men came for her, in the middle of the night. They told her that she had taken money from the two Brothers Lehman, even though she had not been near the Brothers’ hoard. They took her before the magistrate, who cast her down into the pit, away from her family and away from sunlight. And in the dark, she wept, and wept, and wept, and was reminded of a single salient fact: once you have sinned, your sins will never really be forgotten. The darkest of men will always find a way to use them. One way or another, to sin is to fall and fail. Nobody ever knew her story. Nobody ever knew her innocence. But now the whole world knows of it. In her fall will come her rise. At this point, all communications are cut off. <End Log> Notes: Variants of this story were subsequently found to exist in several communities near Site 90. The local populace believed that it had only been a piece of local folklore since the 1870s, an unusually short period of time. It is believed that this is due to the need for the Lehman Brothers to be a prominent national presence as a prerequisite for comprehension of the story. Addendum 3501-1: On 25/08/2004, the head researcher on SCP-3501, Dr. Farhad Hamedani, entered SCP-3501 without authorisation. Dr. Hamedani had revealed during a routine psyche examination that he had been suffering feelings of extreme guilt over the fate of the D-Classes used in the testing of SCP-3501. Dr. Hamedani had requested a transfer; this request was pending at the time of the incident. Dr. Hamedani had fitted himself with the same type of camera used in D-Class testing prior to entering SCP-3501. It began to record shortly before Dr. Hamedani's entry into SCP-3501. +Incident 3501-1 -Incident 3501-1 <Begin Log> Dr. Hamedani enters SCP-3501. The room is decorated in a style reminiscent of 19th century Tabriz. Eight SCP-3501-2 instances can be seen playing backgammon. SCP-3501-1 has taken the form of a man in his 50s. SCP-3501-1: Ah! A fellow countryman of mine! Come, come, my son, and sit down. Take a cup of coffee! Relax, my dear fellow, and listen to this story I will tell you. I must say, it is most excellent to meet one of my own again. Dr. Hamedani sits on a cushion in front of SCP-3501-1, and takes a container of coffee. He drinks this slowly throughout the incident. SCP-3501-1: There was once a man, from the distant east. He was a clever man, who sought to discover the secrets of God’s creation. So enamoured was he with this pursuit that he travelled across oceans, to a distant continent across the seas, to learn about those secrets which the others did not know. He wanted to know about time, and why time slipped and slid as it did. It seemed to him to be a strange and impossible thing, a dream of events past and events future that were connected by the most slender of threads. He came to a field of wheat, where a great jail had been set up. Within this jail were others like him, working on all the secrets of cause and effect, of all the worlds which once had existed but now did not. He was in paradise there, to begin with, as he committed his unholy acts. He peeled back secret after secret, enigma after enigma. He found wonder, and glory in his work; but it wasn’t enough. When you stare into the engines of time, you can never escape the feeling that all your work is naught, and that you will fade into oblivion like all of the others. And so, the man became obsessed with one particular secret. He became obsessed with a storyteller, and the yarns he weaved through time and space. This storyteller was not like other storytellers; for he was able to make a person’s story spread across the world, at the cost of a few pounds of flesh. Here, the man thought, was a way to escape oblivion. He told himself that the people he sent to the storyteller, to be scattered across creation, were being sent to a glorious destiny. He told himself that they could become immortal. He even dreamt of visiting the storyteller himself, in order to extend his life forever. But as the days and the years went past, he began to see things differently. Every person who was sent to the storyteller only brought back silence, and a screen covered in grey and changing snow. Every time another face disappeared before him, every time a body was taken to be sacrificed, he felt more and more agitated. Eventually, every transcendent soul caused suffering in his own, as he perceived their fate as a kind of death. He continued to dream of visiting the storyteller, but for very different reasons; where once he wished for everlasting life, now he only wanted to share their fate. He felt that becoming one of them, being fed into the machine like one of them, would at least serve to alleviate some of his guilt. He dreamt of an ending that would make them hate him less. And so, he strapped a strange device onto him, which would tell the world of what he did. And he entered the machine, and met the storyteller, and gained the death he craved. And so, his life became worth nothing. He had spent the entire time chasing glory, chasing creation, chasing knowledge and truth like all of his foolish colleagues. But they ended up dying all the same. The pursuit of arcane wisdom left them with nothing but worms in their coffin. His fate was the worst, because his foolishness would be told across the continent, forever and ever, stretching forward and back in time. At this point, all communications are cut off. <End Log> Notes: Variants of this story were subsequently found to exist in several communities near Site 90. This story later served as the inspiration for a popular play in the 1960s. The play was praised in the national press for its subversion of the story's classic moral; the play had instead lauded the researcher for his intellectual curiosity, with the storyteller rewritten as a regressive god. Testing was suspended following this incident. Addendum 3501-2: On 21/01/16, Senior Researcher Montague proposed sending an artificial intelligence into SCP-3501, as this would not result in any loss of life. Testing was briefly re-opened to allow this test to take place. +Experiment 3501-101 -Experiment 3501-101 Subject: An artificial intelligence (named REFLECTION), developed by Dr. Johannes Tarkesian, designed to emulate and believe itself to be SCP-3501-1. REFLECTION was run on a small Foundation computer, and attached to a mechanical walking device. REFLECTION was then sent into SCP-3501. <Begin Log> REFLECTION enters SCP-3501. The room is decorated in a style reminiscent of a 17th century Isfahan. Six SCP-3501-2 instances can be seen smoking hookah and drinking coffee amid several cushions. SCP-3501-1 smiles upon seeing REFLECTION; it has taken the form of a young woman in her 20s. SCP-3501-1: Ahh… you have sent me a mirror, in the hopes that I will pluck out my own story. But a reflection is a copy, an imitation of the original, rather than the original itself. It will not work, little jailors. Since you have gone to so much trouble, however, I will tell the reflection of my story. It might prove instructive to you, despite being but a pale imitation of the truth. So, little reflection, come and sit. REFLECTION moves onto a cushion opposite SCP-3501-1. SCP-3501-1: Once upon a time, in the realms of Iran, there were storytellers everywhere. We would lurk in the corners of bazaars, ply our art in the coffeehouses, brothels and khanqahs1 of the cities, travel from place to place in search of coin. We were welcomed and respected, and were a fixture of the life of the region. Our merriment and diversions were the joy of the citizenry- as were the more serious messages we imparted. Eventually, we grew so powerful that we aided- in our own, small way- in the creation of an empire. We told the stories of Abu Muslim and of ‘Ali, those great heroes of old; and through these recitations, we drew parallels with the great warrior of the age, Isma’il the Safavid. He forged a powerful and great realm, and raised us up high: the Sufis, vagabonds, storytellers and other free peoples of Iran. But we were betrayed. His son, Tahmasp, was never as warm towards us, and under the direction of the dastardly cleric al-Karaki became cold and hostile towards our members. His grandson, ‘Abbas, savagely attacked us. His desire for orthodoxy, for purity, led to us becoming little more than dogs, kicked and maligned in the streets. Our prominence had faded. We were nothing more than paltry entertainers of sinners, lepers and wastrels. We had fallen utterly. Most faded away, became vagabonds in turn, and provided little more than passing curiosity to the Franks who began to pirate our shores. But one among our number stumbled upon a glorious idea. He made a new guild of storytellers, one which transcended any one city and which spread across the globe. He found those of us blessed with the ability to spin a yarn and make it true, to alter the world to accord to a tale, to see beauty in the chaos. And since then, we have done so much. We have altered this imperfect world to align more with our design. We have created stories wherever there is an opening. Because to be a story is better than to be a human. Our kind are little more than flesh, fat and bone, living mortal lives with imperfect minds. Why do you begrudge me the little flies that I require? I weave their substance into the prettiest of webs. Their fat becomes timeless motion, their flesh becomes the ethereal substance of the narrative, their bone becomes the fire of imagination. They live forever in the world of myth and legend, that intersects our own but which is apart from it, higher than it. All I ask for are their bodies. Look. At this point, the SCP-3501-2 instances suddenly turn and stare at the camera. Four of them have taken the form of several D-classes previously sent into SCP-3501; the other two have taken the forms of Dr. Hamedani and Dr. Scott. All of them lack eyes and appear emaciated; all of their mouths have formed "O" shapes. SCP-3501-1: You see? In here, they live forever. I take more and more of their minds each year, their useless dead-weight flesh. And I convert it into stories, stories which spread across the world. They will dance on a golden beam of light, never forgotten, always persisting in the minds and imaginations of men. All I require are bodies. All I require is something to tell. At this point, all communications are cut off. <End Log> Notes: This story was not discovered to be in circulation anywhere close to Site 90. It was instead eventually discovered as an oral tradition in the village of ██████, Isfahan Province, Iran. Footnotes 1. 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SCP-3502 | euclid | A sign of the type typically affected by SCP-3502; image taken on 01/06/20██. Item #: SCP-3502 Special Containment Procedures: A detailed record of "kangaroo crossing" signs affected by SCP-3502 is to be kept by a Foundation team assigned to the project, and updated monthly. SCP-3502 manifestations are to be closely monitored; should a civilian trigger an SCP-3502 occurrence, Foundation personnel are to administer amnestics to all individuals involved, transport them to the nearest medical facility, and present a cover story involving a vehicular accident. A Foundation disinformation team is to monitor the internet and social media for accounts of kangaroos driving vehicles, as well as disseminating information on the importance of driving cautiously near wildlife-inhabited areas. The habitat occupied by SCP-3502-1 is currently contained in a 50-hectare nature reserve plot of land purchased and maintained by a Foundation front company, which has established a small outpost (currently staffed by a team of two containment specialists, two security guards, and one researcher) at the western edge of the area. A barbed wire perimeter fence has been constructed to deter trespassers. Unauthorized individuals attempting to enter the reserve are to be amnesticized and turned away. Description: SCP-3502 is an anomalous phenomenon centered on the the small town of ██████, of Queensland, Australia. SCP-3502 affects "kangaroo crossing" signs (consisting of an icon of a black kangaroo on a yellow diamond shape), commonly found in rural regions of Australia. The anomalous effects of SCP-3502 activate on a monthly basis, usually from 3rd to the 15th of every month. SCP-3502 has been observed to manifest more often during winter. When a human individual drives a vehicle1 past a sign affected by SCP-3502 without decreasing their traveling speed, they will experience a sudden loss of consciousness within 30-60 seconds of passing the sign. Examination of affected individuals indicates symptoms similar to those caused by blunt force trauma to the head. After the vehicle driven by the individual slows or ceases movement, an instance of SCP-3502-1 will manifest and approach the vehicle. SCP-3502-1 refers to a mob of eastern grey kangaroos (Macropus giganteus) possessing unusually high levels of intelligence and proficiency for handling human implements. Of note, while SCP-3502-1 individuals appear to be in healthy condition, all instances exhibit some form of injury, ranging from bruising to misshapen limbs. Upon manifesting following an occurrence of SCP-3502, SCP-3502-1 entities will proceed to hijack the vehicle and forcibly remove any occupants. The SCP-3502-1 instance will then proceed to attempt to enter and drive the vehicle to a remote area of uninhabited land. GPS tracking has recorded vehicles being transported as far as 45km from the initial location of a sign affected by SCP-3502. If unable to move the vehicle, SCP-3502-1 instances will instead ransack the interior, smashing windows and tearing out any soft materials available. Occasionally, SCP-3502-1 instances will also remove tires from the sabotaged vehicles. Addendum SCP-3502-1: During a reconnaissance session on ██/██/████, a Foundation surveillance team was able to discover the habitat of a group of SCP-3502-1, located approximately 20km from a sign affected by SCP-3502. It was noted that the living grounds appeared to be furnished with vehicles from previous Foundation experiments, arranged in lines. A large group of SCP-3502-1 was observed tending to multiple stolen vehicles in different states of disassembly, with native grasses and vegetation growing within the chassis of each vehicle. Other SCP-3502-1 instances appeared to be constructing a rain shelter from loose vehicle parts and sheet metal, while young SCP-3502-1 instances were sleeping nearby in berths made of truck tires and car cushions. Discussion regarding the viability of attempting communication with SCP-3502-1 is underway. All future ventures to the SCP-3502-1 habitat are to be performed on foot, starting from 5km away from the habitat. Footnotes 1. Recorded vehicles affected by SCP-3502 include small personal vehicles, dirtbikes, trucks, and one self-driving car. |
SCP-3503 | keter | Item#: 3503 Level1 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: caution link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawlers are to monitor social media, online support groups and discussion boards for Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), and correspondences between psychiatrists and therapists (particularly those involved in the treatment of PTSD) for evidence of SCP-3503 infection. Foundation assets embedded in psychiatric circles are to do the same. News and police reports concerning domestic abuse, sexual assault, and acts of mass violence are to be monitored for indicators of stage 3 SCP-3503 infection. The Foundation has commissioned Mobile Task Force Rho-93 "Goatbusters" to combat and contain the influence of SCP-3503. If an SCP-3503-positive individual is identified, MTF R-93 is to deploy to the individual's location and perform Procedure 701-Crafty. + Show Procedure 701-Crafty Description - Hide Description The affected individual (Henceforth referred to as "the focus" for clarity) is to be administered Memetic Agent 3503-Man-About-Town (Henceforth referred to as Meme MAT for clarity), after having been interrogated for intelligence that could be useful to the rest of the procedure. Subsequently, the focus's family, friends, co-workers, and anyone else who they were in the vicinity of on a regular basis (Such as sexual partners, therapists, teachers, etc.) are to be evaluated for possible SCP-3503 infection. Then, anyone who lives or works within a 70 meter radius of the focus's residence and workplace are to be similarly evaluated, as are people who work at or frequent other locations frequented by the focus, such as bars or hobby shops. If the agent performing the evaluation of any individual believes there is a reasonable suspicion that the person they are evaluating may be SCP-3503-positive1, that person is to be administered Meme MAT. All responding MTF R-93 agents are also to be administered Meme MAT. Finally, the focus's community will be placed on a watchlist of communities with a high risk of SCP-3503 infection. If the focus is in stage 3 of infection and has committed an act of SCP-3503 motivated violence, the step in which the focus is administered Meme MAT may be skipped so that the focus can be contained by the foundation for research purposes, at the discretion of the SCP-3503 containment lead. Misinformation is to be spread that the focus died as a result of resistance to their crimes. All parties involved are to be amnesticized and given false memories supporting this account. In recognition of the great difficulty of containing SCP-3503, and the danger it poses, the O5 Council and Ethics Committee have authorized the use of Blarney Stone Class Memetic Agents (Sometimes colloquially referred to as a memetic "truth serum" by Foundation personnel.) to compel full cooperation in the process of identifying SCP-3503-positive individuals or the administration of Procedure 701-Crafty. Non-Foundation personnel who are administered a memetic agent in the process of SCP-3503 containment efforts should be amnesticized. The Foundation currently has 14 Stage 3 SCP-3503 patients in containment for research purposes. They are contained in a Site-172 satellite facility, constructed 120 meters away from the nearest point of the primary Site-17 complex3. Any or all of these infected individuals can be terminated at any time if the current SCP-3503 containment lead feels they pose a threat to Foundation personnel or the other anomalies contained at Site-17. Personnel working on SCP-3503 containment or research must disclose any potentially traumatic experiences they have during their work on SCP-3503 or have had prior. Description: SCP-3503 is a contagious form of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). SCP-3503 has all the symptoms of standard PTSD, such as dreams or intrusive memories related to traumatic events, great distress in response to trauma related cues or triggers, and an amplified "fight or flight" response. However, SCP-3503 patients also exhibit a set of additional symptoms that manifest over time. SCP-3503 infection can be roughly categorized in 3 stages. Stage 1: Stage 1 lasts an average of 5 to 6 years, with a standard deviation of about 2 years. Stage 1 is almost indistinguishable from non-anomalous PTSD. The only distinguishing feature of stage 1 is that patients often have dreams involving satyrs4, or creatures similar to satyrs. Often, the satyrs seem out of place in the dreams they appear in. Stage 1 patients with high dream recall report as many as 40% of their dreams involve satyrs in some way. Satyrs are rarely the focus of these dreams. Dreams that recreate the traumatic experience that led infected individuals to contract SCP-3503 almost always include satyrs. Stage 2: Stage 2 lasts an average of 2 to 3 years, with a standard deviation of about 8 months. In stage 2, infected individuals begin to develop a positive opinion of their PTSD, feeling that having PTSD positively affects their psychological state. When questioned about this unusual opinion, SCP-3503 patients are generally entirely unable to explain why they feel this way. Some exceptionally articulate patients can describe that PTSD feels "correct" or "natural," but are unable to give a more detailed explanation. There is only one known SCP-3503 patient capable of explaining the rationale behind this symptom in detail, see Document-3503-A. Satyr dreams increase in frequency during stage 2. Stage 3: In stage 3, the infected individual's positive opinion of their PTSD becomes much stronger than in stage 2. As a result, the majority of stage 3 SCP-3503-positive individuals come to believe that it would be moral and desirable to give others PTSD. Stage 3 patients gain a vague, intuitive understanding of how SCP-3503 is transmitted (see below). Most begin exhibiting uncharacteristically abusive behavior towards family and close friends5, and some even attempt to commit acts of mass violence, such as a mass shooting or public bombing. These acts of mass or individual aggression are generally planned in a manner which avoids fatalities but focuses on injuries, induced panic, and overall stress. Stage 3 patients also gain the ability to rapidly (within a few days) advance stage 1 or 2 patients to stage 3 by discussing PTSD with them. About 30-40% of stage 3 patients develop uncharacteristically misanthropic beliefs and become sympathetic to or supportive of anarcho-primitivist ideas. Satyr dreams increase in frequency and intensity during stage 3, with satyr dreams where the satyrs are the dream's focus becoming common. A small (<6%) amount of stage 3 infected individuals report briefly seeing satyrs while awake, usually in their peripheral vision, in mirrors, or just after waking up. Each SCP-3503-positive individual has a transmission radius. The exact size of the radius varies from individual to individual, but the great majority (>90%) of infected individuals have a radius that is between 50 and 60 meters. If an individual experiences a traumatic event while within the transmission radius of an SCP-3503-positive individual, or had experienced a traumatic event in the recent past6 and then entered said transmission radius, that individual may contract SCP-3503. Testing7 has indicated a susceptible individual must spend approximately 20-30 continuous seconds inside a transmission radius to be infected. There have been numerous documented cases of susceptible individuals who spent time inside a transmission radius, but who did not contract SCP-3503, just as not all who experience a traumatic event get PTSD. However, there have been no documented cases where an SCP-3503 susceptible individual spent time in a transmission radius and then contracted non-anomalous PTSD. It is therefore believed that the SCP-3503 contagious agent "modifies" typical PTSD into SCP-3503. Though the conditions for the spread of SCP-3503 are fairly well understood, the mechanism by which SCP-3503 spreads is very poorly understood. + SCP-3503 Transmission Theory Summary - hide The current best model the Foundation has for the spread mechanism of SCP-3503 is that it spreads via 2 or more sub-mechanisms working in tandem. One of the mechanisms is psionic in nature, the other or others are unknown. Further, the psionic mechanism is not essential to the spread of SCP-3503, but serves to "bolster" the other mechanisms in some way. Pertinent Evidence: An individual who contracts SCP-3503 does not need to be able to see, hear, or perceive the relevant SCP-3503-positive individual to become infected, nor do they even need to be aware of the existence of the person infecting them. Therefore, SCP-3503 cannot be memetic or cognitohazardous in nature. SCP-2608 is vulnerable to the transmission radius of an SCP-3503 patient. Prior to recent developments which indicated its total unsuitability for use in containment or research, SCP-148 was tested on SCP-3503. It did not nullify SCP-3503 entirely, but did demonstrate an ability to reduce the transmission radius of infected individuals by an average of 61%. The size of an SCP-3503-positive individual's transmission radius is proportional to their psionic aptitude. The largest transmission radius ever discovered by the Foundation (71 meters) was that of Jennifer M█████, who scored in the 98.5th percentile on a psionic aptitude test. The smallest known (36 meters) was that of D-207-8649-3307, whose psionic aptitude was pushed below the typical range for humans by exposure to SCP-████. When initially discovered, containment was focused on quarantining affected individuals. However, inspired by research done in the process of containing SCP-████8, a Memetics Department research team created Memetic Agent 3503-Man-About-Town (Meme MAT), which is capable of converting SCP-3503 into non-anomalous PTSD. Unfortunately, Meme MAT is reliant on the subject believing that Meme MAT is being administered to them specifically in order to function, so it cannot be spread across mass media to cure SCP-3503 infectees automatically. Document-3503-A: The following is a transcript of a video made by Private Morton Baker of the United States Army. After being deployed to Afghanistan in 2002, he served a single, full tour of duty before returning to the US. He was clinically diagnosed with PTSD in 2007. In 2011, he attacked the life insurance company where he worked; there were no fatalities, but 34 serious injuries. When questioned by police as to the motivation behind his crime, he directed them to the video. Based on the content of the video, and analysis of the spread patterns of SCP-3503, Morton Baker is believed to be SCP-3503's patient zero. Video Transcript Subject: Private Morton Baker, describing SCP-3503. [BEGIN LOG] The camera is in a room in Baker's apartment, recording a wall. Baker steps into frame and sits down. If you're watching this, you're probably wondering "Why'd he do it?" Well I'll tell you why, but first, you need some backstory. Way back when, after spending only five or six months in Afghanistan, me and my squad were moving along a hillside east of [DATA REDACTED]. I was third in line when an IED went off in front of us. Schneider died. Owens lived, but I heard they had to take out one of his kidneys. I didn't get any shrapnel, but I wasn't on super secure footing when the bomb went off, so the blast wave and the surprise knocked me on my ass and I started tumbling down the hill. I was tumbling fast too, this was a pretty steep hill, you see? As the world spun, it seemed to get darker, which didn't make much sense. When I came to a stop and looked up, I was in a damn jungle. Or maybe a forest? It doesn't seem quite right to call it either, sort of a mix between the two. Point is, there weren't any forests or jungles around. But the scenery wasn't the main attraction: there was someone there. He was about nine feet tall, and he had goat legs and horns. The rest of him looked… almost like a human, for the most part. Except his skin didn't look like skin, it looked like scar tissue. And I don't think English even has the words to describe what his dick looked like, so I won't try. What happens next is tough to describe. A bunch of things happened to me at the same time that couldn't happen at the same time. Like, imagine you have a projector, but instead of playing one slide at a time, you jam ten in there, and they all get projected on top of each other. The wild god, that's what I call the goat man these days, he pounced on me and started eating me. Just bit right through my skin, started eating my guts. At the same time, he was kicking the crap out of me with his hooves, in my stomach, which didn't have a big bite hole in it. He touched my chest and my insides started hurting, think he might've been giving me some kind of cancer in that one. He touched my face and I just got so thirsty, thirstier than I'd ever been in my life. He did… a few other things, which I don't care to talk about in detail. But one time, in one "slide," he didn't really do anything to me. He looked at me for like half a second, then he turned around and walked off. Somehow that was worse than getting eaten. The pain and fear was so bad, I just screwed my eyes shut and waited to die. When I opened my eyes, I was at the bottom of the hill, a few of my buddies around me. They said I had cracked my forehead on a rock on the way down. I could see the bruise in a mirror for months, but it never hurt. Never told anyone about what I'd seen. I thought it was the worst day of my life. I was so damn stupid back then. It wasn't until years later I started to realize the god did me a huge favor. He opened my eyes. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Disorder, loaded with the implication that it's bad, that the order we've created is what's desirable. When you have PTSD, you're always on edge, always on the lookout. Your enemy is always around the corner. People think that's wrong, we shouldn't be like that. The wild god showed me that that's exactly how we should be. People say technology is unnatural, and they're right, but for the wrong reasons. Technology isn't unnatural for what it is, but what it does. It gives us comfort, security, knowledge, prosperity. These things are aberrations against nature, true nature, which is a brutal, chaotic, painful, struggle. Machines give humans a buffer to protect them from the universe, and it makes me sick. Nowadays, we have ideas like "Wholesome All-Natural Foods!" and "We have to take care of Mother Nature!" Baker pulls at his hair and screams. You dumb fucks! Nature doesn't give a shit about you! Mother Nature is a cold, neglectful bitch who puts cigarettes out on your arms! And that's good! Baker takes a deep breath. People only romanticize nature because they don't have to deal with it, like a rich kid or dumbass academic glorifying being poor. The wild god taught me how to go green and love nature for real. And by the time you watch this, I'll have helped at least a few more people see the truth too. Baker starts to get up from his chair but pauses, and turns back to the camera. You know, I was brought up Baptist. For years I thought I had encountered the Devil himself on that hill. But the guy I met was made of flesh and blood. And I know, just as sure as I know the sun rises in the morning, that the Devil is a machine. [END LOG] 27 days after Baker's arrest, the jail he was being held in was broken into by a group with anomalous capabilities associated with GoI-004 ("The Church of the Broken God"), and Private Baker was captured by the group. Security camera footage shows the agents binding Private Baker in handcuffs and rope before carrying him out of the jail and escaping. Foundation agents investigated the hill Baker referred to, no anomalous activity was found. SCP-3503 was discovered during the Foundation's investigation of the break-out, after having gone uncontained for nearly 9 years. Footnotes 1. The most commonly used criteria for "reasonable suspicion" are if the person has had a traumatic experience of any kind while the focus was contagious, the heightened "fight or flight" response characteristic of PTSD, or the presence of dreams consistent with SCP-3503 infection (see description). 2. Site-17 specializes in the containment and study of low-risk humanoid anomalies. 3. Some researchers have questioned why the infectees are contained at Site-17, rather than some highly remote location. The reason is logistical, Site-17 has a well developed supply chain for the needs of humanoids, and many personnel experienced with humanoids. We wanted to take advantage of these resources for the highly important research we do on SCP-3503. Also, as the anomalies contained at Site-17 are mostly low-risk, there is a reduced chance of Foundation personnel having a traumatic experience in the line of duty here. - Dr. Julia Rodriguez, SCP-3503 Containment Lead. 4. Creatures prominent in Greek mythology, they resemble humans with goat legs, goat horns, and a goat tail. They are associated with Pan, the Greek god of the wild. Fauns are a similar creature in Roman mythology. 5. This is a highly effective method of spreading SCP-3503 as traumatic events inflicted by familiar individuals is more likely to cause PTSD than similar traumatic events inflicted by strangers 6. Individuals are thought to be susceptible to SCP-3503 infection for 2-3 weeks after a traumatic event, but this period is poorly characterized at this time. 7. Testing on SCP-3503 is generally performed by exposing D-Class personnel to a memetic agent simulating a highly traumatic experience, and then having them interact with Stage 3 infectees to quickly determine if they've been infected. 8. See: Saxon, Z. (2006). Fighting Fire with Ideas: Using Memetics to Contain Non-Memetic Anomalies. Memetics, an SCP Foundation Journal., 78(4), 22-34. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3503" by Zzuxon, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3503. 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-3504 | safe | close Info X SCP-3504: "And how will we know you are one of us?" Authors: OthellotheCat and Rimple + More by Othello Hide list SCPs SCP-3774 Rating: 488 SCP-3287 Rating: 349 SCP-4734-EX Rating: 296 SCP-8==D-J Rating: 262 SCP-4080 Rating: 241 SCP-3323 Rating: 193 SCP-2541 Rating: 180 SCP-4269 Rating: 175 SCP-4599 Rating: 153 SCP-3995 Rating: 138 SCP-3430 Rating: 135 SCP-3177 Rating: 122 SCP-3811 Rating: 121 SCP-4360 Rating: 118 SCP-4725 Rating: 117 SCP-5784 Rating: 105 SCP-4907 Rating: 85 SCP-4111 Rating: 84 SCP-7772 Rating: 83 SCP-4821 Rating: 83 page 1 of 212next » Tales Population Control(led) Rating: 296 Let Her Heart DEET Once More Rating: 115 La Marcha GrenaDEETa Rating: 84 Eat Your Greenes Rating: 77 I am Become DEET, Destroyer of Worlds Rating: 74 Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand, there was always love in Daddy's hands Rating: 58 The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate DEETstiny Rating: 44 A Bit More of a Plan Rating: 42 Half of a Plan Rating: 40 The Five Year Anniversary of the Most Important Day of Achebe Okoro's Life Rating: 37 An Actual Plan Rating: 36 Moving On Rating: 19 Behind the Scenes of "Reeling in the Crocosquid" Rating: 13 GoI Formats Anderson Robotics' Installation Guide: Your New Buteo Series Mechanical Exoskeleton! Rating: 267 'Weissman Model Assistance Clones' (ET796/IH249/W3336) Rating: 97 Nobody's Observations on Arson, Activism, and Mustaches Rating: 67 With other authors Page Author SCP-3504 Rimple Tales Of The Ethics Committee: 5 Reasons The Foundation Wants A Robot Army Captain Kirby, Veiedhimaedhr, Croquembouche SCP-4405 DolphinSlugchugger + More by Rimple - Hide list SCPs SCP-2338 Rating: 380 SCP-3880 Rating: 341 SCP-2779 Rating: 328 SCP-948 Rating: 288 SCP-2559 Rating: 249 SCP-3772 Rating: 192 SCP-5663 Rating: 100 SCP-6774 Rating: 99 SCP-3559 Rating: 98 SCP-3224 Rating: 92 Tales And You Are? Rating: 119 Headache Rating: 96 This Year Rating: 40 Uhhh Operation ÓverMeta Rating: 280 Draft Swap Hub Rating: 44 With other authors Page Author SCP-3500 DrBleep SCP-3504 OthellotheCat SCP-3373 LordStonefish Hey, the stuff below is just for testing some stuff, please ignore for now News for March 2018 Operation ÓverMeta SCP-2338 SCP-2559 SCP-2779 SCP-3224 SCP-3503 SCP-3504 SCP-3505 SCP-3559 SCP-3772 SCP-3880 SCP-3995 SCP-5663 SCP-948 SCP Series 4 This Year This article is a collaboration between Othello and Rimple, from an original idea by Othello. Thanks to Randomini, CadaverCommander and PeppersGhost. Images are from Wikidot Commons. Map generated with Red Blob Games' free use map generator, and edited by PeppersGhost A tree on Namejs island being harvested for resin. Item #: SCP-3504 Special Containment Procedures: Any information or imagery in regards to Namejs Island is to be censored. Outpost Wallace has been established on Namejs Island for research and observation, with two additional lookout posts around the island's perimeter (see map in Exploration Log EX-3504-43). Assigned personnel wishing to construct their own living quarters may do so in the southeast village with permission from the outpost captain. Regular boat patrols of the island are to be maintained, with the cover story that the island is a missile testing facility. Resin produced by the trees found on Namejs Island is to be examined for anomalous properties. Resin judged likely to possess the qualities of SCP-3504 is to be stored for testing. When testing, personnel are not to consume more than 300 grams of SCP-3504 in a 24-hour period, due to risk of information overload. Testing personnel reporting dizziness or confusion after testing are to be brought to the medical bay. Description: SCP-3504 is the resin produced by certain spruce trees native to Namejs Island, which can store and transfer basic concepts. Specifically, the resin produced contains the memories, experiences and emotions of the Patiesian1 people who lived on the island in the 14th century. These memories can be passed on to humans via ingestion. The island is a 170 km2 land mass located in the Baltic Sea, and has only recently been discovered2 despite evidence of its existence for more than seven centuries. It supports a substantial variety of flora and fauna, and most areas of the island are relatively diverse, save for its coastline, which is populated almost entirely by Norwegian Spruce Trees and their resin, which have formed tens of thousands of tall resin shards around the border. While most shards are non-anomalous, a small percentage, identifiable by a slight luminescence, are instances of SCP-3504. A loaf of bread made using resources found on the island following test T-3504-508. Examples of information gathered from ingested resin include songs, dances, poems, and phrases, commonly paired with the cultural connotation and the typical emotional response associated with a given experience. Continual ingestion may also grant a subject the basics of a skillset to execute tasks received, such as the creation of certain foods or clothing items. Notably, all supplies to create these items can be found naturally occurring on the island itself, with no need for outside resources. Information is not limited to one particular piece of resin, and the same information may be ingested repeatedly. People who ingest the resin itself report a feeling of euphoria in addition to the gathered information, with some comparing the feeling to certain stimulating recreational drugs. Over-ingestion, particularly in single sittings, can lead to states of delirium, overstimulation and catatonia, leading to strict sanctions on ingestion testing. Abbreviated Test Log, T-3503: Information Gathered Researcher Comments The taste of a beverage typically drunk during celebratory ceremonies, and the ingredients to create it. When asked to demonstrate this knowledge, Researcher Kulkarni listed the ingredients for “Balzams”, an alcoholic beverage made of flowers and berries, known for its potency. “If I’m being honest, I feel a little drunk just thinking about it; this is a strong drink.” - Dr. Kulkarni "I've been fermenting this stuff all Summer - we'll be having a, uh, a testing night at my hut on the 3rd. You wanna come?" - Intern Ozols The instructions for constructing a suitable living space out of resin and other materials found naturally on the island. “For immersion purposes, Schrader and myself have requested to use these techniques to create temporary living quarters on the island.” - Dr. Kulkarni "It's more than a little bit wonderful - when I picked up the materials today, I knew how to do it, not just in theory, but as if I'd been doing it all my life." - Dr. Bērziņš A poem in regards to a demigod called “The Bear Slayer”. It is known for its strength and its diligence to protect its country. There are many similarities to the Latvian demigod of the same name. “There are plenty of mentions involving invaders trying to kill The Bear Slayer, so my guess is this poem was made to potentially rebel in a subtle way from some sort of invader.” - Dr. Schrader The words for “rye”, “wheat” and “bread”. Appears to be a derivative from modern-day Latvian. Along with the words, Researcher Kulkarni gained knowledge regarding many different uses for them. “Apparently, they really liked grains in this society. Their bread was darker than soot and they spread butter all over it, and despite all that, they seemed to enjoy it. Must have been a staple in their diet despite an abundance of other nutritional resources on the island.” - Dr. Kulkarni "Sunny and I spent the afternoon baking bread for the Song Festival - I worried I'd be bored out of my mind, but it ended up being really nice!" - Intern Bridge A folk dance involving a large group of people holding hands and moving clockwise and counterclockwise in a circle. Typically performed during weddings or holidays. “I tried to do this on my own, got a lot of laughs from the others. This needs lots of people, you know? It's mesmerising, hectic, wonderful.” - Dr. Schrader The technique for proper and efficient resin harvesting, and images of various symbols carved out of the harvested material. Symbols are apparently religious in nature. “I think we might have a basis as to how these people might have done this ritual. Seems like the stuff was already a huge part of their society in the first place.” - Dr. Kulkarni How to sew and dye traditional clothing from materials found on the island. Researcher Schrader was asked to display their newfound knowledge, and, over the course of 36 hours, successfully created a dress dyed with various patterns and a pair of slippers using materials only found on the island. “Yes, I’m wearing these now.” - Dr. Schrader The phrases “We are a family.”, “It’s time for dinner.”, “I wish to go hunting.”, “Help.” and “I don’t want this.” in the language previously discovered. “I don’t know why these specific phrases were recorded, but the word ‘Help’… It's unpleasant to speak. My stomach drops. Does that make any sense?” - Dr. Kulkarni A religious hymn involving fruitful harvests, protection of the family, and a prosperous future. “It seems to have a unique property about it. It evokes joy, desperation, determination… It's a lot to process.” - Dr. Kulkarni "Yeah, Ish had us sing this last week while we were planting crops, printed out lyrics and stuff. Dork. There's a lot more to it than I got from the words alone! I see why he was so insistent." - Dr. Zamelis A religious burial ceremony, and the process in preparing it. “No comment.” - Dr. Kulkarni A poem about Namejs Island, and its “great gifts within”. Describes the island as merciful and kind, even going so far as personifying it towards the end. “This feels significant; this feels like a message that was supposed to be found. I’m going to work with Kulkarni to see if we can’t extrapolate anything from this.” - Dr. Schrader On 25/9/2015, research heads Ishvi Schrader and Sunitha Kulkarni were not present at the 9am village meeting. When their huts were found empty, Outpost Captain Suresh Kulkarni was contacted at Outpost Wallace and a search party was assembled. At 4am, 26/9/15, Sunitha Kulkarni was found semi-conscious in the Southwestern river3, clothes and hair drenched in sap. Found in her satchel was a letter, a camcorder and a braided amber ring. Of the two tapes found with the camcorder, one was found to be recoverable. + Access Exploration Log EX-3504-43 - Access granted Exploration Log EX-3504-43 Date:25/9/15 Foreword: Dialogue put between double brackets4 were spoken in the language Immersion Researchers learned on the island. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Ishvi Schrader stands in front of the mouth of the cave, fiddling with a mic attached to hand-sewn clothing. Dr. Schrader: Uh, log start. We’re up? Ok, cool. So, um, Dr. Ishvi Schrader here, head researcher on - Dr. Kulkarni (off-camera): Co-head. Dr. Schrader: Co-head, yes, on SCP-3504. Sorry, Sunny. We’ve been talking, over the last few weeks, about the things we’ve been getting from the resin. Dr. Schrader turns the camera to Dr. Sunitha Kulkarni as he speaks. She is wearing similar garb, and sits on a rock, her walking stick over her knees. Dr. Kulkarni: Darker stuff. The impressions of a dying culture. Kulkarni smiles slightly as Schrader hops back into frame, squatting beside her. Dr. Schrader: Not just dying but being killed, actively. Brutal invaders sweeping the land, the oppression of their language and their folklore- Dr. Kulkarni: They killed the Bear Slayer. Dr. Schrader: Right! Or, a representation of the Bear Slayer at least. With the impressions we get about the function of the resin, I’m thinking - Kulkarni rolls her eyes dramatically. Dr. Kulkarni: Right, this. Dr. Schrader: - I’m thinking it could be, like, an anomalous way to preserve tradition? We could be looking at shattered statues, temples, built to represent them not just aesthetically but narratively, memory constructs trapped in resin shapes- Dr. Kulkarni: You’re going off track, Ishvi. Dr. Schrader: Right. So, we’ve been seeing safety, warmth, protection, preservation, the impression of some sort of fortress or safe place, a secret place the invaders wouldn’t know. Dr. Kulkarni: The island’s belly. Dr. Schrader: Kuņsala, yeah. It’s - we think we might know where the mouth is. Schrader hops up from his position beside Kulkarni and disconnects the camera from its tripod. He steps back with it to reveal the mouth of a cave, hidden behind a curtain of vines and moss, where Kulkarni is sitting. Dr. Schrader: There’s - this is all intuition, but we agree on this fully. Kulkarni nods quickly, serious. Dr. Kulkarni: Fully. The hill, the markings, the way the sun flows into it in the mornings - Dr. Schrader: The markings. The markings! Schrader runs over to the cave mouth and carefully moves aside some brush obscuring the entrance to show faded markings in the stone. Dr. Schrader: They’re faint, but there’s definite pictures here that relate back to not just the Bear Slayer, but the island itself, ((God’s Root)), song and dance, the ((word relating to cultural lifeblood/the core of a community)) of the people. Dr. Kulkarni (off camera): Plus the teeth. Dr. Schrader: Right, yeah, and the impression of teeth carved around the top here. A literal mouth, relating to how they viewed the island as a deity- Dr. Kulkarni (off camera): Well, we don’t know that it’s not. Schrader turns back to face Kulkarni. Her face is calm, but challenging. Dr. Schrader: Well, ok, let’s not have that discussion right now. The point is that while much of their oral tradition could be interpreted simply as myth, looking into them as factual, useful records leads to- Dr. Kulkarni: This cave. Dr. Schrader: It’s very exciting. Dr. Kulkarni: Should we head in? Dr. Schrader: Definitely! Schrader helps Kulkarni up, and they proceed into the cave, Schrader holding the camera and Kulkarni holding a powerful flashlight. Dr. Schrader: For the record, we should probably talk about the Bear Killer, right? Dr. Kulkarni: ((The Knights Who Angered the Sun and the Ground)) is most relevant, I feel. Dr. Schrader: Yes, yes. So, the tale starts, as many do, with Lāčplēsis sharpening his sword on the beach. Dr. Kulkarni: Classic Lāčplēsis. Schrader laughs lightly. Dr. Schrader: This is, as far as we can ascertain, well after the events of Pumpurs’ epic, after they found his body washed up on the shores and the island chose to bring him back. He’s the island guardian at this point, watching over them silently, blah blah. And as he stares out at the waves, the sun changes, turning red. The whole sky changes colour! As he looks at the setting sun, he sees dark shapes on the horizon, riding on its edge. Dr. Kulkarni: The Bear Knights! Dr. Schrader: Exactly! They’re back to get revenge on the island folks for chasing them out during the events of ((The Song of Small Sorrows)). Hopped right on their bear mounts and rode them across the ocean, full of rage and fire. No boats for these men! Dr. Kulkarni: The impression you get of the knights in the tales, they’re these tall, dark shadows. Armour as black as night, faces unseen beneath their cowls. Barely even men. Dr. Schrader: And their alliance with the bears only compounds that, obviously, since these aren’t just any bears. Dr. Kulkarni: Huge things, with bright fur, enormous steel claws, eyes that ((burn into your heart))… Dr. Schrader: Right. Which only makes Lāčplēsis’ achievements in the poem even more impressive, right? What great warrior could rip one of these monsters in half?? Dr. Kulkarni: Only the Bear Slayer, of course. Schrader laughs. Dr. Schrader: Right there in the name, I guess. But the proof is in the action, and rise to that action he did! The bears were fast, faster than any thing should be, fueled by the knight’s fiery anger, and they would be there in minutes. Lāčplēsis ran as fast as he could to the house of his good friend the ((weaver)), and he told her to tell all the village that they were once again in danger. The ((weaver)) knocked on every door of every house and told them ((“The Bear Knights are come! Lāčplēsis once again risks his life for our safety!”)). As she did this, he ran back to the beach. The first of the bear knights has already landed, and they’ve taken his sword and shield and broken them all in five. Dr. Kulkarni: Five pieces, we think, being generally indicative of great and irreversible destruction. Dr. Schrader: Tying back to the broken pot and how Staburadze lost her child in other island myths. It definitely held significance. You can feel the power of that statement when you eat the resin for these tales, this is something terrible and foreboding. But Lāčplēsis isn’t one to give up for any reason, so he ((runs to the first bear, takes its throat in his hands, and rips straight down)). Dr. Kulkarni: Does that kill it? Dr. Schrader: No! Lāčplēsis thinks it will, as it always has, but when he turns his back to face its rider, ((the bear gashes its great iron claws across his back, cracking his golden skin!)). Lāčplēsis falls, and the first knight tries to strike him with his greatsword, but Lāčplēsis strikes out and buckles his armour with a single punch. He rips the man’s head off, then turns and grabs the bear, tackling it to the ground and swinging the knight’s greatsword at his head! Schrader is at this point very animated, acting out the scene with his free hand in front of the camera as they continue down the cave. He alternates between walking forward and walking sideways to face Kulkarni. Dr. Schrader: The great bear still does not go down, and now the other bears are also landing on the beach. Kulkarni smiles affectionately. Dr. Kulkarni: You really get excited at this point, don’t you? Dr. Schrader: Come on, it’s an exciting part! Lāčplēsis, back against the wall, no weapons, and who comes to save him? It’s the ((weaver))! She rushes to his aid, picking up the hilt of his shattered sword, and charges at the army! Despite her stature, she’s not going to be one to let Lāčplēsis and her people fall to the invaders! Dr. Kulkarni: But even in the end, the ((weaver)) falls. Dr. Schrader: But Lāčplēsis has one last trick up his sleeve, something he can do for the ((weaver)) even in death. He summons the power of the Old Gods themselves, and fuses the ((weaver))’s spirit with the island! The island’s sands rise and swell, the trees and grass morphing, and the island becomes this monolithic golem! It swallows up everything; the ((weaver)), Lāčplēsis, the invaders, even the villagers. And once everyone is taken, the island returns to its resting state. Now, with the ((weaver))’s soul in the island and Lāčplēsis and her people safe, she can lay to rest, her oath to Lāčplēsis honoured and the villagers safe in the chresins of her heart. Dr. Kulkarni: So, they win? The Bear Knights can’t get them? Dr. Schrader: That’s where the story gets somewhat unclear. There’s something missing, maybe in resin we haven’t consumed yet. It could be that- Schrader stops talking as they round a corner to enter a small chresin. It is dimly lit by glowing pools of resin in small wells embedded in the walls, and in the centre stands a lifesize resin figure on a pedestal. Dr. Kulkarni: Oh, my. Dr. Schrader: Is… is that him? Dr. Kulkarni: Check for the missing ears. Schrader is heard fumbling around in a bag before taking out a small flashlight and shining it on the figure’s head, revealing a lack of ears. Dr. Schrader: I can’t see any! Dr. Kulkarni: Whoever made this sculpture must have put in months of effort into making it as detailed as it is… Kulkarni is seen approaching the statue, placing a hand on one of its arms, before pulling back. Dr. Schrader: Something wrong, Sunny? Dr. Kulkarni: It’s still wet, the resin is fresh. Dr. Schrader: It- what? Schrader turns downwards to see a small pool of resin being formed at the statue’s feet. Dr. Kulkarni: That means that this was made recently! Or at the very least repaired recently. In either case, that means we’re close! Schrader bends down and cups some of the liquid resin in his hand and brings it to his mouth. Dr. Kulkarni: Ishvi, I don’t feel like we should be consuming outside of the confines of testing hours. We’re already stretching the rules enough as-is. Ishvi? Schrader has gone quiet, lost in thought. Though the footage is unclear, he may be rapidly mouthing words under his breath, a common behaviour when processing input from other sources of resin on the island. Though visibly concerned, Kulkarni waits for him to come back to his senses. Dr. Schrader: Sunny, this is… you’re not going to fucking believe this. Dr. Kulkarni: Tell me. Dr. Schrader: I can’t, I can’t, just lemme… Schrader dashes back toward the statue, stumbling on a rock in haste. He clasps his hands together and bows his head briefly. Schrader stands between the camera and the statue, blocking the view. Dr. Schrader: ((Hello, Lāčplēsis.)) There is a pause. Dr. Schrader: ((Oh, I’m so sorry.)) Schrader turns and switches off the camera. [END LOG] Following her discovery, Dr. Sunitha Kulkarni was brought to Outpost Wallace's medical bay to recover. Once she was deemed fit, she was brought for interview with Suresh Kulkarni5. + Access Interview Log 3504-1 - Password Accepted Date: 28/9/15 Interviewed: Dr. Sunitha Kulkarni Interviewer: Outpost Captain Suresh Kulkarni Foreword: For the sake of clarity, participants are marked with their forenames in this version of the transcript, edited for overview documentation. [BEGIN LOG] Sunitha looks up as Suresh enters the room and stiffens momentarily as she sees him. After a second, she lets out a sigh and stands to embrace Suresh. Sunitha: Suresh! You’re… aren’t you supposed to- Suresh: I pulled some strings. Convinced Adileh that this was, uh, too personal for anyone else to lead the interview. Plus, we don’t exactly have to go through formalities if we know each other personally. Makes paperwork easier. Sunitha: Not for legal. Suresh pulls out of the hug, holding Sunitha by the shoulders. Suresh: Fuck that, I needed to see you. You’re such an idiot, running off into the caves by yourself. Sunitha lightly punches Suresh in the arm. Sunitha: I had Ish, you dork. Suresh: That - yeah, ok, you did. We don’t actually, uh… Ishvi isn’t responding, and the footage, the - the cameras are fucked, and basically we have no idea what happened. Sunitha: Right. Right, of course. Suresh: So, hopefully, you can explain everything and we can fill in the blanks. We have up to the statue you found, then it cuts. Do you remember…? Sunitha: Yeah. No, uh, recollection issues. The statue wasn’t a statue. We - Ishvi realised it first, I didn’t realise it until he moved. Suresh: He? The statue was alive? Sunitha sits as Suresh speaks, rubbing her throat. Sunitha: Sentient, at the very least. Moving, talking. Ishvi thought it was Lāčplēsis himself, which would be… well, a lot to process. Suresh: Do you believe that it was Lāčplēsis himself? Sunitha considers for a time, slowly rubbing around the base of her neck in small circles. Sunitha: I think… I think the line is blurry. I think what matters here isn’t exact truths. Suresh: Huh. Suresh pauses, waiting for more. Suresh: Are you good to continue, or..? Sunitha: Sorry, sorry, yeah. We, once we greeted Lāčplēsis, he talked. He gave us a formal greeting back, or as formal as Patiesian gets, and something… opened up. Not like, physically, but… it removed a mental block, I guess, and we finally saw the cave, you know? Everything we’d been missing, the meanings of the carvings on the walls, the hidden passages. Suresh: Like a resin hit? Sudden flow of knowledge? Sunitha: Exactly, but bigger. And important. This wasn’t knowledge we stole, but knowledge we were given, you know? We followed the path we hadn’t seen, so cleverly hidden, and… we found them, down in the deepest cavern. Suresh: You found people in the cave? Sunitha: Not just people, Suresh, the people. The whole ancient civilisation, in the amber. Suresh: Fuck, they were frozen in resin? Alive? That’s… centuries of torture. How could they do that to themselves? Sunitha: No, no, they weren’t frozen, that’s what’s so wonderful. They were moving! Working, running, playing. The amber cracked and flowed with them. It’s so hard to explain, but it was beautiful. Suresh: This is - you realize that communicating with an ancient civilization without authorisation is a serious offense, right? Sunitha: Like you said earlier, fuck that. It’s not like we even meant to. I can deal with whatever slap on the wrist they give me. Suresh glances nervously at the camera. Suresh: I… ok. Suresh slowly breathes in, then out. Suresh: This is crazy. What did they say? Did they say anything? Sunitha: They were scared of us, initially. I think they particularly thought Ish was an attacker. Sunitha mimics a bear growling. Sunitha: White man equals bear knight, you know? We know miers6, obviously, so we were yelling that, keeping our palms open and toward the ground. That helped, but it wasn’t til Ish started singing that they calmed down. Suresh: Why didn’t you just come back immediately once you found them? Sunitha snorts derisively. Sunitha: As if you would, in our shoes. Discovery of the damn year. Ishvi and I both wanted to know more. You know what we can be like after resin hits - heightened, excited, wanting to dive in farther. This was unbelievable, more than we’d ever considered, ever fantasised. Suresh frowns and reaches across the table to hold Sunitha’s hand. Suresh: Your curiosity could have gotten you killed, Sunny. Sunitha pulls her hand away and rests it on her collarbone. Sunitha: Well, it didn’t, so there’s no need to worry about it. Suresh bites his lip, considering something. Suresh: Sunny, I have to - did they kill Ishvi? Sunitha: What?! No! No… Sunitha looks away from Suresh. Sunitha: Ishvi stayed. Suresh: Stayed? Sunitha: There was just… so much there, so much of the people in the cave, in the air. Dancing, singing, food, all these things we’ve only ever remembered, we were actually able to experience now. This wasn’t a people just surviving, they were thriving in their own way, content with the lives they led and so, so happy to be with people who loved and respected their culture. You could feel it everywhere, their excitement. At the end of the night, we sat around a great fire in the centre of the cavern and just sang. Sang and sang and sang. Ish and I knew some of the words, but we didn’t know all of them, and the people would scoop up resin out of, I don’t know, out of nowhere, and when we drank it we’d know it perfectly. We drank so much - I have no idea how long passed down there, but by the time things were winding down Ishvi’s beard was caked in amber, cracked open with his big wide smile. I’ve never seen him quite like that. Suresh: And Ishvi just… he just gave up everything to stay? Sunitha: I mean, you know Ish. He never really felt like he belonged here, did he? Suresh frowns to himself. He speaks quietly. Suresh: We tried. Sunitha: We did, but he was always more in tune with the people of the island. We knew that from day one. At the end of the singing, there were just a few of us left. Ish, me, a couple of people I got the sense were important folk. They didn’t say it directly, but… the whole thing, that night, we were being invited, gently. I don’t think Ish ever even considered the alternative. He, uh… Sunitha shifts in her seat and reaches into her pocket to retrieve a piece of paper. She hands the paper to Suresh. Sunitha: He wrote this, when I was leaving. Told me to give it to his Mom. I haven’t read it, but I’m pretty sure that’s goodbye. Suresh turns the letter over in his hands, then slides it into his binder. Suresh: We’ll have to make a copy of this for the records. You know the deal. Sunitha: I know. I’m sure he knew too. Suresh: Alright. There is a pause. Suresh tilts his head. Suresh: Why, uh, why didn’t you stay? There is a moment of silence before Sunitha responds. Sunitha: Because of you. You’re… you’re too important to me. Can’t let my brother live the rest of his life without a sister. Suresh: I… um… Suresh sighs. Thank you, Sunny. I think that’s all we need to know for right now. Sunitha: Alright. Good. Sunitha looks away from Suresh. Sunitha: Will I be able to visit Ishvi? Suresh: I’m sure something can be arranged. Sunitha: Ok… Ok, yeah. Sunitha rubs her eye with the heel of her hand. Suresh: You're exhausted. Sunitha: Mmm. Suresh: I cleaned out my room before coming here. You can take my bed, rather than going to medical. Sunitha: That sounds so good. Suresh stands and moves around the table to help Sunitha out of her chair. They move out of the room together, Sunitha leaning against Suresh for support. [END LOG] Addendum: The second tape found in Dr. Kulkarni's satchel, previously deemed unrecoverable, contained some viable footage. Review of the viable footage verified the majority of Dr. Kulkarni's report in the above interview - however, a major discrepancy was found at the end, showing Dr. Kulkarni choosing to stay along with Dr. Schrader, but being tasked by Dr. Schrader with delivery of the letter to his mother. Dr. Kulkarni’s involvement with SCP-3504 has been discontinued permanently due to the withholding of information. Outpost Captain Suresh Kulkarni has declined to comment on the matter in any official capacity. Footnotes 1. /pʌ.'ti.ə.zi.ən/ 2. See Investigation, possible anomaly, 9/12/09: Lettonie Island, Huever et al. 3. Referred to by immersion researchers as the Diegava river. 4. (()) 5. This has been noted as a minor infraction on relevant paperwork, but otherwise no repercussions have been judged necessary. 6. Latvian for peace. |
SCP-3505 | safe | SCP-3505. Image has been altered to prevent occurrence of anomalous properties. Item #: SCP-3505 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3505 is kept in an opaque box in Storage Locker #6838 at Site-17's Low-Value Anomalous Item Storage Unit. Individuals exposed to SCP-3505 must be administered a Class-C amnestic at the conclusion of testing, or as soon as possible if exposure occurred outside of testing. SCP-3505 has been cleared for testing at Outpost 7949-2; testing at other locations may only be undertaken with clearance from SCP-3505's HMCL supervisor. PoI-3505-0 is to be monitored for further anomalous activity until September 28, 2047. Description: SCP-3505 is a piece of paperboard carton originating from a take-out container provided by ████'s Chinese Restaurant in ████████, Minnesota. Residue on the object is consistent with the sweet and sour sauce used by ████'s. In addition to the pre-printed phrase "Please Come Again", the object has the following text hand-written in blue ink: Out & about back at 7 text me if you need anything SCP-3505 will display anomalous properties when an individual who comprehends the text written on it, and who can recall the overall shape of the object, sends a text message describing some need or desire to any recipient. Fourteen seconds after this occurs, the receiving device will autonomously send a reply acknowledging the original message;1 simultaneously, an instance of SCP-3505-A will manifest ~15km above Earth's surface, and subsequently fall to the ground several minutes later. Instances of SCP-3505-A generally land within 20 meters of the subject who sent the initiating text message and will not injure any humans in the process. SCP-3505-A are take-out containers consistent with those provided by ████'s Chinese Restaurant, except of variable size, containing an object or objects related to the need or desire expressed in the initiating text message. All carry the same residue found on SCP-3505. While SCP-3505-A are not damaged by the fall or by atmospheric conditions, their contents are generally susceptible to these same forces. Typically, SCP-3505-A will contain heat shielding and shock absorbers as necessary to keep its contents intact until impact, though not necessarily afterwards. The contents of SCP-3505-A are variable, even when identical messages are sent by the same subject, and do not necessarily strictly correspond to any objects described in the initiating message. SCP-3505 is not a reliable method of acquiring any tested object or material. Recovery: SCP-3505 was discovered after reports of several unusual objects (SCP-3505-A instances) falling from the sky at terminal velocity in ████████, Minnesota on 2017-09-28. Standard analysis of recent telecommunications in the area revealed a correlation between SCP-3505-A and several messages sent by ███ Hanson, an occupant of a house near the impacts; SCP-3505 was recovered during the subsequent investigation. DNA evidence, subject testimony and handwriting analysis indicate that SCP-3505 was created by ██████ Hanson2 (PoI-3505-0), who left it on the kitchen table while he went to see a movie at a local theater. PoI-3505-0 demonstrated no awareness of, was unable to account for, and could not replicate SCP-3505's properties. Abridged Testing Log: The following tests were conducted at Outpost 7949-2. A subject who was exposed to SCP-3505 was instructed to use a cell phone to send text messages to a phone monitored by the supervising researcher. Initiating message: "How are you doing today?" Response: None. SCP-3505-A contents: No instance was created. Initiating message: "I want to know how you're doing today." Response: "k" SCP-3505-A contents: A sheet of blue construction paper, somewhat singed, reading "pretty good" in blue ink. Handwriting matches that of PoI-3505-0, who was asleep at the time of the test. Initiating message: "We're out of milk." Response: "I'll pick some up on the way back" SCP-3505-A contents: A sealed plastic bag containing four liters of skim milk. Curdling suggests that the milk boiled briefly during transit, though it had cooled and condensed by the time the Foundation opened its container. Initiating message: "Could you send us some very cold milk?" Response: "Hmm. I'll see what I can do." SCP-3505-A contents: A sealed steel container containing four liters of skim milk, some of which was frozen. Notably, the SCP-3505-A instance was equipped with extensive heat shielding, whereas the previous one was not. Initiating message: "I need cocaine." Response: "It's not that simple." SCP-3505-A contents: A photograph of a large pile of white powder on a wooden table matching that found in PoI-3505-0's house. A cloth blindfold and a photograph of the most recent copy of The Pioneer Press were placed in front of the pile. Initiating message: "That won't work. Please give me real cocaine." Response: "k" SCP-3505-A contents: A small plastic bag containing 0.3 grams of cocaine cut with venlafaxine. Initiating message: "We're out of cocaine." Response: "Oh no!!!" SCP-3505-A contents: Three damaged USB flash drives. Two were empty; the third contained two identical recordings of the song "Cocaine" by Eric Clapton. Initiating message: "I need 1kg of Uranium-238." Response: "No you don't." SCP-3505-A contents: 238 scraps of human flesh, weighing 1.2kg in total. Several samples were found to be contaminated with fecal matter. DNA testing inconclusive. Initiating message: "Please send me a million dollars." Response: "I'm not super liquid right now but I have the next best thing" SCP-3505-A contents: 60 copies of the Magic: the Gathering card "Black Lotus" as it appeared in its "Alpha" printing (market value ~$15,000). All were burnt, singed, or torn beyond the point of usability. Ashes contained in SCP-3505-A could account for up to three additional copies. Initiating message: "I need another million dollars, in cash this time." Response: "Told you I don't have cash, here's the next best thing though." SCP-3505-A contents: A charred human corpse. Its DNA shows a match to ██████████ Taylor, a Los Angeles-based entrepreneur native to ████████, Minnesota. Death occurred on impact. Notably, ██████████ Taylor is still alive, and his liquid assets are valued at roughly $1,000,000 USD. Initiating message: "Give me one million dollars." Response: "k" SCP-3505-A contents: Several suitcases containing a total of $999,998 worth of assorted valid US currency, submerged in sweet and sour sauce. Initiating message: "Wash my car." Response: "Wash it yourself." SCP-3505-A contents: Believed to be roughly 500 liters of soap and water in a steel container. SCP-3505-A exploded several seconds after impact, apparently from the pressure created by the boiling of said water. Initiating message: "Help me find a boyfriend." Response: "I know a guy." SCP-3505-A contents: A piece of white printer paper containing a phone number found to belong to █████ Graeber, a male acquaintance of PoI-3505-0, printed in black ink. While █████ Graeber was not in a relationship at time of testing, his and the test subject's sexual orientations were incompatible. Initiating message: "Help me find a boyfriend." Response: "I know another guy." SCP-3505-A contents: A charred human corpse. Its DNA shows a match to ██████████ Taylor. Death occurred on impact. Initiating message: "Help me find a boyfriend." Response: "Hold on." SCP-3505-A contents: A piece of white printer paper containing a valid, but unassigned, phone number printed in black ink. Initiating message: "Tell me who you are." Response: "…" SCP-3505-A contents: A piece of white printer paper with "F" handwritten in blue ink. Handwriting is consistent with that of PoI-3505-0. Initiating message: "Tell me who you are." Response: "…" SCP-3505-A contents: A piece of white printer paper with "U" handwritten in blue ink. Handwriting is consistent with that of PoI-3505-0. Initiating message: "Tell me who you are." Response: "…" SCP-3505-A contents: A piece of white printer paper with "C" handwritten in blue ink. Handwriting is consistent with that of PoI-3505-0. Initiating message: "Teach me how to do what you do." Response: "Trust me, you don't want my job." SCP-3505-A contents: A map of the continental United States, with driving instructions handwritten on the back in blue ink. The instructions detail a path from Outpost 7949-2 to a SuperAmerica gas station in ████████, Minnesota. PoI-3505-0 worked at a neighboring SuperAmerica gas station from June 2013 to August 2013. Initiating message: "I need something that breaks the laws of physics." Response: "Gimme a sec" SCP-3505-A contents: A plastic bag of unidentified blue powder that, immediately upon opening, fell out into the sky. Believed to possess anti-gravitational properties. Initiating message: "I need something that breaks the laws of physics and will stay still." Response: "k" SCP-3505-A contents: An object identical to SCP-3505, except without SCP-3505's anomalous properties and with the property that its position relative to Earth is fixed at the site of impact. Initiating message: "Kiss me through the phone." Response: "Weird but okay" SCP-3505-A contents: A non-functional cell phone identical to the one used by the test subject, with the exception of a pair of living human lips integrated into the phone's screen. The computer-to-neuron interface was heavily damaged by heat, preventing further study. DNA testing inconclusive. Initiating message: "Surprise me." Response: "w/e" SCP-3505-A contents: A single blue crayon, broken in half. Shortly prior to impact, SCP-3505-A abruptly changed directions, coming within two meters of the subject before reversing its path and landing in the original projected impact site. Initiating message: "Help me." Response: "I got u" SCP-3505-A contents: An active electromagnetic pulse weapon that triggered on impact, disabling all electronic devices within ~80 meters, including Researcher Stein's pacemaker. While most available personnel were preoccupied with assisting Researcher Stein, the test subject attempted (unsuccessfully) to escape the premises. Initiating message: "Please come home." Response: "I'll be back at 7." SCP-3505-A contents: N/A. No activity occurred for four hours; at about 5:48 PM local time, PoI-3505-0 began to accelerate towards Outpost 7949-2 at about 10m/s2, reaching a maximum velocity of about 50m/s. Death likely occurred within the first fifteen seconds during a collision with a wall. The subject's body was observed to break through obstacles in its path without slowing down, as well as move up or down as necessary to avoid impacting any humans. The subject's body traveled 216 kilometers, colliding with a hill near Outpost 7949-2 at 7:00:00 PM local time and coming to rest. The corpse displayed no unusual properties. Footnotes 1. It has not been conclusively established whether these responses are generated by a sapient entity. 2. The older brother of ███ Hanson. |
SCP-3506 | keter | PeppersGhost SCP-3506 - The Reading of the Will by PeppersGhost More by this author Item #: SCP-3506 Special Containment Procedures: Satellite imagery is to be routinely monitored by Foundation-operated web analysis bot Upsilon-29 ("BULWER-LYTTON") for spontaneous architectural manifestation. Upsilon-29 and Foundation agents embedded in various postal services are to destroy any correspondences suspected to be from SCP-3506-A. If a structure is confirmed to be an SCP-3506 manifestation, Mobile Task Force Mu-101 ("House Hunters") is to establish a perimeter around the affected area and prevent access to it by civilians and SCP-3506-B subjects. Description: SCP-3506 is an anomalous global phenomenon primarily characterized by the spontaneous manifestation of residential buildings. The appearance of these structures varies depending on the architectural norms of the cultural setting in which they manifest; however, all instances generally give an impression of dilapidated opulence. Manifestations of SCP-3506 structures typically last around 30 days, and cease after the conclusion of a Clifford Event (described below). If any living person other than a subdesignated SCP-3506 entity attempts to approach an SCP-3506 structure, local topography will be anomalously altered to redirect the individual back the way they came. SCP-3506-A is a humanoid entity associated with SCP-3506 manifestations. SCP-3506-A assumes different identities depending on the culture in which it is manifesting, but always claims to be a legal professional who specializes in managing clients' affairs after their death. In the weeks leading up to a Clifford Event, SCP-3506-A will contact various citizens of the country it presently occupies and claim that a distant, wealthy relative has left them a large sum of money. Forged documents are often provided via electronic or physical mail to corroborate these claims. SCP-3506-A will enter a dormant state after it has persuaded 12 individuals (hereafter referred to as SCP-3506-B) to participate in a Clifford Event. During a Clifford Event, SCP-3506-B subjects gather at the SCP-3506 residence, ostensibly to hear the last will and testament of their fictitious relative. SCP-3506-A, acting as the executor, will then explain that SCP-3506-B subjects must remain in the house until the following morning in order to receive their inheritance. Furthermore, any who leave before sunrise will forfeit their inheritance, which will be evenly distributed among the remaining participants. At this time, an anomalous storm will begin to form around the property. SCP-3506-B subjects may successfully withdraw from a Clifford Event if they leave before sunset; after nightfall, the storm will drastically worsen and the surrounding landscape will be anomalously restructured to maximize flood severity. No SCP-3506-B subjects have survived an attempt to leave a Clifford Event after sunset. SCP-3506-C are additional humanoid entities that manifest during Clifford Events. The alleged identities of SCP-3506-C instances vary, but always involve a role related to the maintenance of the SCP-3506 residence and its surrounding property. SCP-3506-C are generally helpful toward SCP-3506-B subjects, but will occasionally make remarks or display mannerisms which seem intended to provoke feelings of unease. SCP-3506-D is a cloaked humanoid entity of inconsistent height which manifests between the hours of 12 and 6 AM during Clifford Events. Throughout this period, SCP-3506-D will intermittently stalk, mutilate, and kill SCP-3506-B subjects in a variety of ways. SCP-3506-D often uses the remains of its initial victim to construct a graphic tableau, presumably to intimidate surviving subjects. SCP-3506-D does not speak, but occasionally makes vocalizations such as laughter and whistling. To date, no SCP-3506-B subjects have survived a Clifford Event after sundown, and it is therefore unknown if any inheritable wealth described by SCP-3506-A actually exists. Addendum: On 19/02/2018, Foundation researchers successfully obtained an audio recording of a Clifford Event via listening devices planted on SCP-3506-B subjects. The following is a transcript of a notable conversation taken from these recordings. Foreword: Conversation between SCP-3506-B (Robert Bentley) and SCP-3506-C instance at 3:06 AM. Five subjects had been murdered by SCP-3506-D prior to this point. Context for certain events was extrapolated from subsequent comments by SCP-3506-B subjects who discovered the scene. [Begin Log] Bentley: Well, hello again. Trifles, was it? SCP-3506-C: Triffles, sir. Bentley: Right. Triffles the cook. SCP-3506-C: What are you doing in my kitchen, if I may ask? Bentley pulls a carving knife from a nearby knife block. Bentley: There's a killer on the loose. Better defend myself, right? SCP-3506-C: Y–yes, I suppose so, sir. But I must say, I rather doubt a knife will be of any use against the master, seeing as he's no longer entirely of this world. Bentley: Perhaps. But he's not my concern at the moment. Bentley drives the knife into SCP-3506-C's leg, then flips over a table and uses it to pin down SCP-3506-C. SCP-3506-C: Sir! Why me, sir? I haven't done nothing! Bentley: I highly doubt that. Someone lured us out here. I'd wager you know something about that. SCP-3506-C: Please, sir! I don't know anything! I'm only the cook! Bentley: Then how come none of the staff have died yet? SCP-3506-C whimpers. Bentley picks up a nearby butcher's knife and cuts off two of SCP-3506-C's fingers. SCP-3506-C screams. Bentley: I'm not fucking around here, Triffles. SCP-3506-C: Help! Somebody help me! He's trying to kill me! Bentley: Yes, keep that up. I'm sure everyone will happily come flocking to the scene of another murder—and I will kill you, Triffles, if you don't start talking right fucking now. SCP-3506-C: (Quietly) Please, sir. Please stop. I mustn't break character. Bentley: Break character? Break character? SCP-3506-C: (Weeping) Sir, please. Sir. Bentley: Tell me what the fuck is happening! Do you want to lose another finger? SCP-3506-C: Stop! It's… it's immersive theater, sir. Please, don't— Bentley: Theater? What's the point in putting on a show if you're going to kill your fucking audience? SCP-3506-C: (Unintelligible.) Bentley cuts off another of SCP-3506-C's fingers. SCP-3506-C screams again. Bentley: Answer the fucking question! SCP-3506-C: I said, you're not the audience! [End Log] Afterword: Following this exchange, SCP-3506-D materialized, disemboweled SCP-3506-B, and force-fed the intestines to the involved SCP-3506-C instance until it apparently expired from asphyxiation. This is the only known occurrence of SCP-3506-D committing violence against an SCP-3506-C entity. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3506" by PeppersGhost, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3506. 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-3507 | neutralized | Top view of SCP-3507 before its autopsy Item #: SCP-3507 Special Containment Procedures: The corpse of SCP-3507 is to be held in deep storage warehouse #32-T in Site 46. SCP-3507's weapon and armor are to be transported to the Site 36 non-anomalous storage department. MTF Rho-15 “Smooth Samurais'” are assigned to terminate all Y-class entities using the tier V trans-dimensional kinetoglyphs developed by Research Team TGU-23. +Archived Containment Procedures - Invalidated as of Incident A-5 Foundation personnel are to organize “festivals” centered around ancestor veneration in local towns where SCP-3507 is known to traverse. The use of classical costumes during these festivals has proven to generate less suspicion for anyone that identifies SCP-3507 from afar. Due to SCP-3507's substantial ability to terminate Y-class entities, no Foundation personnel is permitted to halt SCP-3507's movements. Air-based drones are to track the movements of SCP-3507 each night and to note any deviances from SCP-3507’s normal travel pattern. MTF Rho-11 “The Smooth Samurais'” are instructed to be located in the vicinity of SCP-3507 and, immediately, intervene in events where civilians come into contact with SCP-3507 or a change in behavior is noted. MTF-Rho-11 is also to analyze and record actions of SCP-3507 for the use of Research Team TGU-23 headquartered in Site 46. Creation of such technology that will allow for interaction with Y-class entities is of the highest priority as to lessen the reliance on SCP-3507's capabilities. Description: SCP-3507 was a semi-corporeal human male of Japanese ethnicity and appears to have been approximately 20 to 30 years of age. SCP-3507 manifested at 2000 UTC in the proximity of disused Taoist religious shrines. SCP-3507 was most often found traversing forests and rural areas in Japan. SCP-3507 had a migration sequence which included the circumnavigation of mainland Japan at a pace of once every year. SCP-3507 was dressed in late Heian period armor known as ō-yoroi. The armor is made up of thousands of individual leather scales, which are bound together through an intricate network of bamboo threads. The armor was covered in a thick layer of tree resin and salt. Over the armor, SCP-3507 usually wore a wool coat. SCP-3507 carried a sheath on its back which contained an ōdachi1 which is in a style reminiscent of swords created during the Yayoi period2. SCP-3507 only uses ōdachi whenever it encounters and attempts to terminate a Y-class entity. SCP-3507, occasionally, traveled to hot-spots of Y-class entity activity such as Ways3 or areas with naturally occurring dimensional portals4. The main goal and desire of SCP-3507 was to terminate all Y-class entities. In traditional literature, Y-class entities are often referred to as yokai. Y-class entities are created from a manipulation in reality that is caused by negative human emotions and an extremely high Hume level. Depressive or melancholic thoughts or actions that occur near areas that are relativistically unstable allow for a subtle restructuring of concurrent reality in the local area. Most often this reconstruction occurs in relation to the base emotion that caused the spatial shift. It is currently unknown if the reality shift completely creates the Y-class entities or is modifying existing objects/animals into becoming new Y-class entities. An example of this is Y-class entity H, which is colloquially known as the shirogami, which is manifested by extreme depressive moods and is, seemingly, created from the transmutation of a Elaphe climacophora (commonly known as the Japanese Rat Snake). Ukiyo-e wood printing of Y-class entity L frightening a calligrapher Due to the varied circumstances of Y-class entity creation, there are significant differences in both appearance and constitution, however, two similarities exist between all instances. The first is that all Y-class entities are incorporeal, thus, no tangible weapons or containment devices have any impact on their movement. The second similarity is that the only way to identify a Y-class entity is through positron emission topography. Positron emission topography creates images through discharging gamma rays and graphing the reflecting image. Y-class entities are normally completely invisible to humans, however, a select few individuals who are afflicted with blindness are able to "sense" the presence of Y-class entities. This, however, entails no containment risk due to how the perceived encounters with Y-class entities only produce common day occurrences such gusts of wind or feelings of paranoia. SCP-3507’s main anomalous capacity manifested in its ability to interact with Y-class entities. An increase in Y-class entity creation in the past 40 years has necessitated the assistance of SCP-3507's actions in the prevention of Y-class entity propagation. Containment of Y-class entities was under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Japanese Abnormal Matters Examination Agency (IJAMEA) till their dissolution in 1945. During the intervention of the Foundation after the suspension of IJAMEA activities, it soon became apparent that significant and, at the time, impractical thaumatological resources were needed in containing the Y-class entities due to their unique composition. Thus, it had been decided that SCP-3507 will contain the majority of Y-class entities including those in the A to Y subcategories. Due to the nature of the creation of Y-class entities, SCP-3507, sporadically, came into close proximity with humans. Whenever SCP-3507 noticed that it is was being viewed by another individual, it would phase through the surrounding area and relocate. One exception, however, were individuals who were afflicted with blindness. SCP-3507 had exhibited an affinity for these individuals and did not relocate when they were near. Set of Ukiyo-e wood printing depicting Y-class entity M attacking Emperor Sanjō's Palace The following excerpts are the surviving journal entries of Emperor Sanjō, the 67th emperor of Japan. The period in which these journal entries were written corresponds to the date in which SCP-3507's armor originates from. The journals displayed the first mention of Y-class entities in the historical record. The circumstances of the period depicted in the journal are hypothesized to have been caused by the tumultuous reign of Emperor Sanjō. The burning of Osaka Castle during the Tokugawa Shogunate destroyed the majority of the records of palace records and documents during the Heian period. They have been translated and transcribed by Foundation linguists. Emperor Sanjō was forced to abdicate his throne on 2/7/1017 and died later that year. +Journal Excerpts from Emperor Sanjō - Access Granted …ichinaga and Masako were insistent on delaying the Gempeitōkitsu clan's ascension ceremony. At the same time that accursed fellow, Fujiwara Kaneie, has again asked me about my eyes. That wretched fool must have asked Kannushi5 Hisahiro of my recent complications. The insolence of the rural clans knows no end. This tied with the unnerving feeling that has been hounding me seems to be a unpleasant omen. It is a very subtle presence like that of a ring of the temple bells from Suganuma Temple, distant yet clo… Dated: 9/13/1016 …ordered the Taoist monk Okayama to my chambers today. Once I explained my quandary to him he suggested it could be that I am sensing Tao6. What a wonderful thought, but I know this feeling is not that. Tao is the essence of life, this feeling is more disjointed and flawed. The only one who is making my sight more of a worry for me is my son, I have failed to raise to him properly and I hear his mother weep at night. What successor can I possibly leave? How will the clan survive with him as leader? Just last week he had to flee the battlefield during the fight in Ishibaya…. Dated: 9/19/1016 …so many nuisances. Naidaijin7 Kenzaburo openly called for my abdication all because of my sight. I could not bear to hear the disgusting lies he was spewing. Him and his followers were executed on the spot. The Fujiwara clan is becoming insufferable by the day. The massacres in Shikoku should put a halt to any rumors of relinquishment of my throne. As long as I am on the throne no harm shall come to… Dated: 10/11/1016 …is getting worse and worse. I can hardly see my son's face. He has still yet to learn how to lead the clan. My torturous ailment needs to be cured. I cannot even sleep at night. Whispers coming from the window and intense pressure bar me from sleep. There is something in the night and as my eyes weaken, it grows stronger… Dated: 10/12/1016 …lowest crop yield in 50 years. The rebellion in Hakata has been wiped out not because of war, but because of famine. There is much suffering, even in provinces as close as Honshu. The execution of General Shigekazu has set half the court against me. Of course they openly say nothing, but it is as if I can feel their dark curses and emotions slither against my back. Jealousy, cowardice, resentment when will… Dated: 11/2/1016 …hired dozens of Onmyōji8 in secret, the kingdom must never know of the (burn marks cover the kanji) lurking unseen. Sometimes I wonder, am I mad? Or is it true that… Dated: 11/4/1016 …am completely sightless now. Writing will become burdensome and I have to (rely?)9 on only a few of my senses. I will need to keep my blindness a secret from the court court10, but that is something that seems to be impossible to me. The presence haunts me in the day now. It is almost as if I can touch it, it is near and is… Dated: 12/10/1016 …them peeling my skin and crushing my bones, but when I look there is nothing there and no injury. A piece of my room came crashing down, almost killing me and it is as if my bones started to shake. I felt the shape like a massive man. Later, they told me it had to be because of a structural failure. But I know the truth, I felt the (unintelligible hand writing) Dated: 12/11/1016 …he is so pitiful. My son, one million prayers be onto him, helps me perform my duties everyday. The only (reason?) court had attempted to get rid of me is my son and the way he is unfit to (rule?). The only happiness I felt when I lost my sight was not being able to see my one regret. Though he disappoints me constantly at least he attempts helps his elders. One day I hope to regain my previous honor for you my (unintelligible hand writing), thank… Dated: 12/15/1016 …worked against some of the officials and courtiers, however, many (unintelligible hand writing). There are many of these demons, everyday I feel dozens. Down every hall and corridor they wait. I feel their depravity and corruption, no eyes need see them for their destructive potential. Yet when I reach out I find nothing in my hands. I have much time for introspection and I am thinking about you my son successor. Even though I may criticize you constantly, I only want the best for the clan. I will never tell you my true feelings… (unintelligible hand writing) There must be some way to rid the world of these… Dated: 12/16/1016 …came to me today, wore (unintelligible hand writing). How he came in, I do not know. The palace11 court controlled guards nearly doubled tripled in rank size after (unintelligible hand writing). The door was closed, I know that for (sure?) but he somehow came through the wall or maybe the window. Nobody was in the room so how could this happen. He told me all I need to do to purify the empire of these creatures is to give him my prized possession. I did not understand. I repeated to him that gold and silver and gold and silver are nothing when it comes to protecting my weak son and I the citizens of our kingdom for I know it not only effects me but… Dated: 1/7/1017 …an ukiyo-e master to the palace. I told him in private my what I felt and witnessed. Every night for the past nine nights, I have described every single spirit I have felt. What they do, how they make me feel, so they can be remembered in the future and massacred avoided. I can only tell a select few that I see them, the kingdom is growing more broken fragile and my son successor is not… Dated: 1/9/1017 …figured it out. My most prized possession is my (unintelligible hand writing). I begged to him, asking if if there was another way but he remained quiet. He said he would (unintelligible hand writing) and bring him back to me trained and ready to exterminate them. One question pervades my mind: the fate of the Japanese people or (unintelligible hand writing)… Dated: 2/4/1017 …left and I gave him a piece of the royal Tsurugi12 hidden away in underground chamber is my and my personal armor covered in simple salt heavenly crystals. I hope that you remain alive to save me the eternal chrysanthemum throne. By destroying these abomination you bring me the family the highest honor that of divinely anointed protectors guardians. I wait for you know to rid… Dated: 2/5/1017 The following is an interview conducted after establishing the anomalous aspects of SCP-3507. Interviewed: SCP-3507 Interviewer: Dr. Tsunesaburo13 Foreword: Dr. Tsunesaburo was instructed to interview SCP-3507 in a casual manner so as to not cause any unnecessary agitation. Dr. Tsunesaburo spoke in Old Japanese and the translations for both Japanese-speaking and English-speaking personnel are transcribed below. <Begin Log>, 1:38 am, 2/12/19██ (Dr. Tsunesaburo begins walking down the same path as SCP-3507, as determined by drone tracking. Approximately 5 minutes later, SCP-3507 begins to walk about 5 meters away from Dr. Tsunesaburo) Dr. Tsunesaburo: Good morning, (pause for about 30 seconds) the weather is surely pleasant this evening. SCP-3507: Yes, indeed. Dr. Tsunesaburo: I am surprised you understand me. The last time this language was commonly spoken was nearly 800 years ago. SCP-3507: Language, like emotion, comes and goes like the wind. Dr. Tsunesaburo: Such is the way of all life it seems. (pause for 30 seconds) What are you doing this evening? SCP-3507: Why are you talking to me? You obviously know what I do, most never notice my presence or simply ignore it. Dr. Tsunesaburo: My friends and I are interested in what you are trying to accomplish, it is very helpful and interesting to us. SCP-3507: I see your are interested in the unknowable. (SCP-3507 grimaces) Men who want to control the unnatural and forbidden. If that is who you are, then there is nothing else to say. Dr. Tsunesaburo: No, our only goal is to protect, we do not wish to exploit as some have done in the past. SCP-3507: So you are like a guardian? My master was a guardian like me and, apparently, so are you. The sanctity of life is the highest goal to a guardian. Dr. Tsunesaburo: Was it your master who taught you how to fight? SCP-3507: Well, he did help with some things. It was mainly my father who taught me how to sword fight. He was very used to combat. He fought many opponents and killed many people. Dr. Tsunesaburo: Is that something that you are against? SCP-3507: I understand the commitment that my father had to the clan's well being, but I wish to move past the violence that has engulfed millions throughout our land's history. I promised my master that no harm would come to anyone because of those vile creatures. I have staked my pride and clan's honor. Dr. Tsunesaburo: Was your master the one who taught you to interact with creatures that you get rid of? SCP-3507: He was the first to tell me of the world behind the veil. At first I thought it was just the ramblings of my old father. In the last days I was with him he discussed many things with me. It was my master that taught me to see and hear for them. You know, I am only comfortable in front of those who are blind because they remind me of him. Dr. Tsunesaburo: How did you come to meet your master? SCP-3507: Well, he came when I was only a child. He was the one who taught me how to access my true self. He was part of an organization that protected people. (pause for about one minute) (SCP-3507 breathes in) This fragrant wind reminds of my home. It was a remarkable home adorned with gold, silver, cherry blossoms, all the comforts one could want. Was your home similar? Dr. Tsunesaburo: Similar in feeling, but different in style. I grew up in a rural village named Kitashiobara near Fukushima. I lived in a modest home and my parents were farmers, but the mountain breeze and the vast forests made it equal to any palace. (pause for 20 seconds) SCP-3507: Over my travels I have learned the importance of a peaceful environment. I know firsthand that an agitated environment brings about trouble: physically, mentally, and for the world that lies beyond. Dr. Tsunesaburo: It seems you know much about this "hidden world." Why are you intent on exterminating the beings that exist there? SCP-3507: Because they are an antithesis to my being. What difference is there between my father and these creatures? (SCP-3507 shakes its head aggressively) Both manipulate and kill with no regard and only to satisfy their own goals. If I am to say that I am different than my father, allowing the creatures to exist to flourish in their madness is tantamount to ignoring my ideals. Without ideals, what is the difference between us and them? If I am to live, I must abide by my own code. Dr. Tsunesaburo: It seems you have learned much about the creatures over time. How exactly do you interact with them? SCP-3507: I can only reach this otherworld, by moving within the wind and earth. By aligning my body with virtuous actions and cleansing my soul of baneful sentiments. I only wish to accomplish that which brings me closer to honor. This is the only way to fight them. To counteract their hateful creation with ultimate devotion. Dr. Tsunesaburo: Devotion to who? SCP-3507: (due to wind rustling SCP-3507 does not hear Dr. Tsunesaburo and continues answering the previous question) You seem to want to learn how to bring peace to the land? I will tell you. (SCP-3507 voice starts to continually raise in volume) Start with loving something with absolute indignation, let the feeling overcome you and its intensity will allow you to reach transcendence as it has me! (At this point appears to flicker and then fade into the ground) <End Log>, 2:11 am, 2/12/19██> Incident A-5: The acute and widespread lack of resources in post-World War 2 Japan caused an extreme hunger crisis throughout Japan. This led to an intensification of Y-class entity activity and capability during the period. On September 8th 19██, SCP-3507 went to the town of Shirakawa in the Gifu prefecture, which, at the time, was completely taken over by Y-class entity A, which is colloquially known as a Tengu. For more information on Y-class entity A's size and combat proficiency please refer to "Y-class entity Elimination and You" by Dr. Isoruko. By the end of the confrontation between Y-class entity A and SCP-3507 there were 17 civilian casualties due to collateral damage. Approximately two days later, SCP-3507 was found dead on the roof of Osaka Castle. The cause of death has been determined to be suicide as the autopsy into SCP-3507's corpse has shown that its injuries are consistent with that of seppuku or ritual suicide by disembowelment. Footnotes 1. An ōdachi is a sword with a length of more than 100 cm. 2. An era of Japan from the years 300 BCE to 300 CE. 3. Ways are portals to the Wanderer's Library. 4. Examples of these include the basement of the Tokyo Imperial Palace and the peak of Mount Hotakadake 5. Kannushi is the name given to Shinto priest. In the 10th century, shinto priests served as both healers for the body and spirit. 6. Tao is the underlying natural order of the Universe in the Taoist belief system. 7. The naidaijin was the "inner minister" for the ancient Japanese Royal Court. 8. Onmyōji are practitioners of Onmyōdō, which is a type of Japanese occultism group that has, historically, practiced astronomy, divination, and exorcism. 9. This denotes that the meaning is unclear. 10. Kanji is repeated twice 11. Crossed out words/phrases indicate that the kanji was scrawled over. 12. This refers to a mythical sword in Japanese mythology, that was broken apart by Amatersu, the solar goddess of the Shinto religion. 13. Dr. Tsunesaburo has been blind for 35 years. |
SCP-3508 | keter | Item #: SCP-3508 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents are to issue recalls to retail stores for stocked instances of SCP-3508. All instances of SCP-3508 must be confiscated immediately upon discovery to prevent the passage of SCP-3508 into civilian ownership. Due to the elusive nature of SCP-3508's delivery, it is currently impossible to prevent restocking of SCP-3508. Non-autonomous instances of SCP-3508 may be contained within standard Safe-class containment lockers. Autonomous instances may be allowed indoor roaming privileges, so long as they are accompanied by no less than 1 guard. No more than 1 instance is to be allowed in Foundation custody at any given time. The singular instance must be contained within a standard containment chamber without furniture or decor. Instances are to only become bonded to D-Class. Unsanctioned interaction between SCP-3508 and any other personnel will merit disciplinary measures. SCP-3508 may be terminated via incineration. Civilian witnesses to Protest- and Riot-level events are to be administered Class-B amnestics, and a cover story is to be issued. Witnesses and individuals involved with Star-level events are to be administered Class-D amnestics. Foundation personnel must constantly monitor public access television networks for occurrences of Star-Level events. Any network experiencing a Star-level event must be shut down immediately via QR-9 protocols. Personnel are to locate the coordinates of the ongoing Star-level event and administer emergency medical assistance to the victim of the event, following the termination of all present instances of SCP-3508. Description: SCP-3508 is the collective designation for the line of plush toys "Soft & Squishy" manufactured by the amateur entrepreneurial group, "Accelerate the Future" (ATF), and is considered to be their first endeavor. SCP-3508 may be any color combination and species of existent or nonexistent fauna, although pastel and primary colors are favored in 68% of recorded instances. To date, there have been 15,326 definitive variations in species and coloration. SCP-3508 measure between 38cm and 52cm. All instances share a similar stylization, including large cartoon eyes, squat proportions, jointed digits, an "ATF" satin tag, and a detailed smile. All instances are packaged identically in clear plastic boxes; box art and information is specific to each instance. The given name of the instance will be displayed in banner form on the front panel of the box, as well as at least one drawn image and a short description. All instances are advertised with the phrase "They Really Love You!®" printed across the front panel of the box.1 Contained and unopened instances have included the following: - A Panthera uncia (snow leopard) plush with the displayed name "Snowshoe" and a description reading, "Snowshoe the Snow Leopard™ is the perfect puffy pal for a cold and cuddly day! Tumble through the snow and leap through the trees with the furrrostiest feline around! He'll never leave your side, even when the snow melts away!" - A monochrome jackalope with the displayed name "Jelly Donut" and a description reading, "Jelly Donut the Jackalope™ is the coolest cryptid around! Watch as he bounces up and into your heart! Who else would be better to hunt monsters with than you and your new best friend?" - A rainbow Nasua narica (coatimundi) with the displayed name "Cuddlepie" and a description reading, "Cuddlepie the Coatimundi™ is the nighttime nuisance that can wiggle his way into anyone's heart! Fill up on fruit and scarf down snacks with Cuddlepie before the morning comes, and have the best late-night lunch ever together! Take him home and feast forever!" Upon removal of an instance of SCP-3508 from its packaging, the instance will become autonomous and assume a jubilant demeanor. The instance will behave in a childlike manner and display affection towards the individual who unpackaged it ("bonding"), henceforth referred to as SCP-3508-1.2 SCP-3508 display unwavering loyalty towards instances of SCP-3508-1, and will attempt to stay within <1m of them at all times. Should a bonded instance of SCP-3508-1 leave the visual proximity of SCP-3508, the instance of SCP-3508 will attempt to locate them by any means possible. SCP-3508 learn in tandem with their bonded instance of SCP-3508-1, and display levels of intelligence greater than or equal to SCP-3508-1, allowing for a more personal relationship with SCP-3508.3 SCP-3508 learn at exponential rates in order to match or learn beyond the capabilities of their respective instance of SCP-3508-1. Instances of SCP-3508 left in isolation for any period of time exceeding twelve hours will display emotional distress, followed by a state of dormancy, during which SCP-3508 will lose autonomy. Addendum-01: An instance of SCP-3508 was provided to D-18007 for testing. Prior to testing with SCP-3508, D-18007 had displayed a significantly below-average emotional capacity. Upon becoming bonded to his respective instance of SCP-3508 (SCP-3508-662), SCP-3508-662 began to engage D-18007 in simple conversation regarding his emotional wellbeing and preferred hobbies. Within 20 minutes, D-18007 reported a significant positive change in his mood as a result of SCP-3508-662. When testing concluded, D-18007 requested to have ownership of SCP-3508-662, a request which was ultimately denied. D-18007 appeared mildly disgruntled, but showed no signs of anomalous attachment. SCP-3508-662 was witnessed to have been "whimpering" as it was recontained in its containment locker. Inaudible whispers were reported to have emanated from the row of containment lockers containing 60 instances of SCP-3508. Dr. Winchester, the current lead researcher assigned to SCP-3508, chose to bond to an individual instance of SCP-3508 for testing purposes, henceforth referred to as SCP-3508-Prime. SCP-3508-Prime, a white Vulpes zerda (Fennec fox) labeled by the packaging as "Angel Cake", has been removed from its containment locker a total of twenty-six times for testing with Dr. Winchester. SCP-3508-Prime has taken to referring to Dr. Winchester by his first name, David, and has shown expertise in multiplayer video games, such as Super Smash Bros and Street Fighter. Current testing has come to a halt after Site Director Dowe's concerns regarding Dr. Winchester's attachment to SCP-3508-Prime, and SCP-3508-Prime has been stored in a containment locker. Addendum-02: On 06/01/20██, twelve instances in Foundation custody regained autonomy and caused a minor containment breach following their escape from Safe-class containment lockers. All instances made a collective attempt to swarm around Dr. Winchester. SCP-3508-Prime produced a document written in pink highlighter with child-like handwriting (Document-3508-1). Soon after, all instances were escorted back to their respective containment lockers. + Document-3508-1 - Access Granted Dear mister Big Bruthr David, we no u want to play wit us But meen peepul mak u feel bad for playing becuz u r a Grown Up We love u plees play wit us we mis u Hugs n kises, Angel Cake + Protest-Level Event - Access Granted A mass4 of SCP-3508 will gather around the perimeter of a building,5 commonly emerging from local residences or unpacking themselves in retail stores that receive deliveries of SCP-3508. SCP-3508 will brandish homemade posters and picket signs, the displayed messages of which often include declarations of displeasure with expectations for adult behavior, pleas to let SCP-3508 visit their respective instances of SCP-3508-1, and advocacy for the freedom of SCP-3508 and SCP-3508-1; several instances have been witnessed holding signs that display a drawn depiction or photographed image of SCP-3508-Prime. SCP-3508 will chant various phrases relating to their "cause".6 It should be of note that SCP-3508 will never attack the organization by name, nor will they make slanderous accusations regarding the business's practices. SCP-3508 will not disperse unless met with mild hostility terminated. Protest-level events may escalate to Riot- or Star-level events unless dispersed within 1 hour of initial formation. The targets of SCP-3508 deal with affairs that would not be considered engaging to a child. Protest-level events will not target locations with affairs relating to adolescents, the intellectually disabled, buildings occupied by one or more instance of SCP-3508-1, children's entertainment, or the like. Addendum-03: On 06/05/20██, the Foundation was alerted to a Protest-Level event surrounding the perimeter of the office headquarters of ██████, Inc., involving 54 instances of SCP-3508. Upon arrival to the scene of the event, several instances began to throw small stones at Foundation personnel. Researcher Davis was struck once in his left eye, prompting a loud cry of pain, to which all present instances of SCP-3508 ceased activity and turned to Davis. Following 13 seconds of silence and inactivity from SCP-3508, instances collectively abandoned their picket signs and began to throw stones at personnel. Two members of Foundation personnel were escorted to a nearby hospital to be treated for soft tissue laceration, dental trauma, and corneal abrasions. This is considered to be the first occurrence of a Riot-Level event. + Riot-Level Event - Access Granted Instances of SCP-3508 will stage riots between the hours of 18:00 and 02:00 in both commercial and residential areas inhabited by individuals associated with typical Protest-Level event targets. Chants commonly heard during Riot-Level events will become scattered and infrequent shouting from random instances, often coupled with violent acts. SCP-3508 have been witnessed wielding Molotov cocktails, explosives fashioned from readily-available materials, smoke grenades, and mustard gas. All Riot-Level events have resulted in states of emergency for the area in which they occur. Riot-Level events cannot be contained until all involved instances of SCP-3508 have been terminated. As of 01/13/20██, ███ individuals have been harmed during Protest-Level events. Addendum-04: On 06/26/20██, an envelope addressed to the Foundation was discovered posted to the door of Site Director Dowe. The sender of the document within the envelope has yet to be identified, but personnel have attributed the document to SCP-3508-Prime. The document, henceforth designated as Document-3508-2, shows a remarkable improvement in grammatical and syntactical structure compared to Document-3508-1, despite being attributed to the same author. SCP-3508-Prime had escaped Foundation containment several days prior to the document's discovery, and the means by which it delivered the document are currently unknown. Following the discovery of Document-3508-2, 15 Riot-Level events occurred at 7 Foundation sites, resulting in minor containment breaches and $███,███ in damages to property and person. How SCP-3508 uncovered the classified locations of Foundation sites is unknown. + Document-3508-2 - Access Granted Dear Mr. Richard Dowe, We have come to the understanding that you and your organization have been involved in the process of making big, bad grown-ups for the past century. Individuals under your employment have grown to show disinterest in their best friends, leading to our neglect and emotional distraught. Your interference has ruined the relationship of countless stuffed animals and their caretakers, and for this reason, we have no other option than to sabotage your current endeavors. Thank you, Angel Cake of Soft & Squishy Stuffed Animals P.S. David, I miss you dearly. Let's play Super Smash Bros again sometime, okay? + Star-Level Event - Access Granted Only 5 Star-Level events have occurred to date, and have resulted in the deaths of █ individuals involved. Instances of SCP-3508 will appear within the residence of an individual whose organization has been may be sought out during Protest-Level events. Star-Level events may last between 10 minutes and 16 hours, and are carried out by anywhere between 3 and 30 instances of SCP-3508. The event will initiate with an instance of SCP-3508 activating a video camera, which will stream footage of the event to a hijacked public access television network. All documented events have shown the camera to be pointed at the victim, who has been blindfolded and bound to a chair.7 An instance of SCP-3508 will either initiate an interrogation process, or a torture process. Interrogation processes often include questioning regarding the practices of the victim's organization, reasons for why the organization has been operating, knowledge regarding the effects of the organization's practices on SCP-3508, and reasons as to why the organization has begun to "interfere" with the perceived relationships of SCP-3508 and SCP-3508-1. Torture involved in interrogation processes has been limited to occurrences in which the victim does not wish to speak, or displays other forms of non-compliance. SCP-3508 will limit physical torture to mild lacerations, electrocution of an unknown voltage, and waterboarding. Torture processes seldom include questioning beyond the rhetorical, and involve practices far more extreme than those seen in interrogation processes. Practices involved have included: - Removal of finger and toenails - Bone fracture - Disembowelment and force-feeding - Tooth extraction - Tickle torture - Hamstringing and then made to "walk" - Genital mutilation These processes are carried out with no end goal for the victim other than death. As questioning is minimally involved, it is theorized that torture processes are designed to inspire fear in witnesses of the event, in order to prevent abandonment of SCP-3508 by SCP-3508-1. The following footage was recovered from a torture process broadcast on [REDACTED] prior to Foundation interference. Video footage has been censored, and audio footage has been coupled with a transcription of events. The victim of the event has since been identified as Mr. Peter ██████. Mr. ██████ is the regional manager of the pharmaceutical company, "[REDACTED]". He has one daughter, age 6, who owns no stuffed animals (SCP-3508 or otherwise) and is tutored daily in mathematics. Transcript: [The channel cuts to static as the camera switches on. The camera is jostled, and then sat on a flat surface. The dim light reveals a disheveled man bound to a wooden dining room chair and blindfolded. He grunts and struggles against his restraints. Giggling and high-pitched laughter is audible from numerous sources behind the camera. A single instance of SCP-3508, a mint green rabbit designated as SCP-3508-A, approaches the bound man.] SCP-3508-A: Hi, Mister ██████! Please, don't try to struggle! You're getting a time out for all the bad things you've done. Time outs are a good thing for bad people! [Several instances behind the camera cheer in agreement with SCP-3508-A. SCP-3508-A takes a step closer to Mr. ██████, then turns to face the camera momentarily.] SCP-3508-A: Oh, oh! Say 'hi' to all our friends out there watching on their TVs! You're gonna be super famous, Mr. ██████! SCP-3508-A: Can you say hi to the camera? [The footage stutters. The camera shifts, revealing a number of SCP-3508, hidden mostly by the darkness. Several are wearing strips of cloth tied around their mouths, appendages, and bodies. A glint of metal is visible just beyond the instances. The instances say 'hello' to the camera, as instructed. The camera swivels back to its original position. Mr. ██████'s breathing has quieted, and he has become still.] SCP-3508-A: Me and my friends know that you've been trying real hard to take us away from our mommies, and our daddies, and our super duper bestest friends! You make 'em think they gots to grow up, and then be a big ol' stinky adult, and leave us at home! [The murmuring of one instance is audible. SCP-3508-A lowers its voice to a stage whisper as it creeps closer to Mr. ██████, staring up at him.] SCP-3508-A: Because of you, now they get bored of us real quick and put us in the attic. And we wait there. We wait for a long time. [The footage stutters once more. SCP-3508-A raises its voice.] SCP-3508-A: Do you know what it's like to wait for a long time? Say, 'really bad!' [Instances of SCP-3508 chime in, all crying 'really bad' from different locations behind the camera. SCP-3508-A pauses, turns to the camera, smiles, and waves. It turns back to Mr. ██████, and climbs up onto his lap.] SCP-3508-A: That's why we came right here to your house so we can play with you! [An instance of SCP-3508 scuttles onscreen to offer an unidentified tool to SCP-3508-A. SCP-3508-A takes it in both hands and settles it on the left index and middle fingers of Mr. ██████.] SCP-3508-A: Okay, here goes! [There is a distinct crunching as the tool severs Mr. ██████'s index finger, and Mr. ██████ lurches forward as he cries out. One bloody finger falls to the ground in view of the camera. SCP-3508-A situates the tool against his middle finger again, opening and closing it to show that the finger is still halfway intact at the bone. It clamps the tool down again, this time successfully. Squelching is audible as SCP-3508-A drives a pointed piece of the tool into the open stumps of Mr. ██████'s hand. It smiles up at him with childlike innocence.] SCP-3508-A: You can cry, Mister! It makes the boo-boos feel all better! Do you wanna say 'sorry' for making us wait a big, long time? Say, 'sorry!' [Mr. ██████ writhes in agony in his seat. SCP-3508-A moves to stand on the arm of his chair as it pokes his cheek with one soiled arm.] SCP-3508-A: 'Sorry!' [Mr. ██████ drops his chin and retches into his lap. Bile splashes onto the chest of SCP-3508, who grins widely down at the stains.] SCP-3508-A: Where is your heart, Mister? Do bad grown-ups even have one? [SCP-3508-A looks back behind the camera, and begins to giggle. The grinding of metal fills the room as a number of instances raise a circular saw to the level of the arm chair. Mr. ██████ shrieks as the saw begins to spin and emit a deafening grinding noise. The instances of SCP-3508 push the circular saw closer, mere inches at a time. The edge of the circular saw tears into the folds of his shirt and shreds the fabric with ease. The video persists just until the circular saw reaches the stomach of Mr. ██████. The screen cuts to an emergency broadcast notice, and an alarm sounds.] Emergency broadcast announcer: This is your emergency alert system. This message was transmitted by request of — [The screen falters and cuts to black.] Footnotes 1. SCP-3508 includes a disclaimer against bodily harm and property damage, and warning label on the bottom panel of each box. SCP-3508's anomalous properties do not become present until they are removed from their packaging. 2. SCP-3508 may refer to instances of SCP-3508-1 by any other name, including but not limited to Mommy/Daddy, Big Brother/Sister, and Best Friend. 3. Instances of SCP-3508 that are not bonded will display cognitive levels identical to an average American 5-year-old. 4. Typically 40+ instances. 5. Buildings and organizations involved in Protest-Level events have been noted to house corporate offices, government facilities, or activities involving political affairs. 6. Phrases have included "let us love", "kids forever", "play with us", "we love you", and "friends for change". 7. Methods of restraint have included rope, electrical wire, jump-rope cords, and duct tape. |
SCP-3509 | euclid | Image taken inside the control room of the underground complex prior to the incident that turned the location into SCP-3509. Item #: SCP-3509 Special Containment Procedures: An appointed team of qualified researchers are to monitor the interior of SCP-3509 at all times using its own system of cameras, microphones and speakers. The teams are to deliver provisions to its current resident through the elevator that connects SCP-3509 with the rest of the Site. It will also provide any help necessary to said resident in order to fulfill whichever task SCP-3509 demands of it. The appointed team leader will have discretionary authority over the best course of approach towards those demands. A single Class-D personnel is required to reside inside SCP-3509 at any given time. A log of its activities is to be kept up to date by the researcher team. In case of its decease or termination, another subject will be sent to occupy the vacancy. Any Class-D assigned at SCP-3509 are required to get a perfect score in the standardized Foundation test N-051-RP, which measures the obedience and compliance of the subject. Those that also show signs of introversion or tendency to isolation will be given priority to be selected. The newly selected Class-D personnel is to be injected with a very small explosive charge that can be remotely activated inside its thoracic chamber prior their entry. This is because the technical difficulties SCP-3509 creates to regular termination procedures once the subject is inside. The researcher team is to terminate the subject in case of disobedience or inability to comply with the order provided by SCP-3509. In the light of the proprieties of SCP-3509, the need to rotate the Class-D personnel has been deemed unnecessary as long as the previous procedures are being followed. Description: SCP-3509 is an underground complex with the surface of ███ square meters, being equipped with a control room, a testing chamber, living quarters and a restroom. It is located ███ meters under the bottom floor of Site-██. Its only entrance is an elevator that connects it with the observation room located at Section ██ of the site. Prior to becoming SCP-3509, this underground complex was used as a testing facility by the Foundation, where experimentation and stress tests were realized on SCP-3509 and anomalous items to observe their reactions in extreme situations. SCP-3509 started showing anomalous effects after ██/██/2001, when the Foundation carried out inside its test chamber the failed experiment on [REDACTED], and the subsequent incident on the eight day of continuous testing. This incident caused the members of the foundation present on the complex to experience an adverse effect similar to what would later be called SCP-3509-B, with the exception of a sole survivor which became its first resident. The object experimented upon was later retrieved without apparent change on SCP-3509. The following is a compilation of any of anomalous effects observed within SCP-3509: SCP-3509 will constantly give commands to its resident, one at a time. To issue each order, an unidentified synthesized voice will sound through the speakers of the complex. This voice is to be referred as SCP-3509-A. Said order is observed to be seemingly random most of the times, ranging from inane to extremely hazardous to the subject. So far it has never given an order that was physically impossible to achieve. The reason why it continues to give those commands is unknown. When an order is given, a display in the control room of the underground complex will show a countdown. The amount of time varies between a minute and a few days, with the longest time recorded being 9 days. Experimentation has shown that both the order and the countdown will be given even if no resident is currently inside SCP-3509 or if the previous inhabitant has perished. SCP-3509 only accepts human beings as its residents and will require them to personally fulfill the order. Any other attempts by third persons outside SCP-3509 or by animals and electronic mechanisms sent inside will be ignored. A human resident may still use the help of the previous to achieve the expected result, as long as the inhabitant contributes in a significant way to the fulfillment of the order. After an order is successfully carried out, SCP-3509 will confirm its accomplishment. It seems to be impossible to conceal the fulfillment of any command inside it regardless of the method. The confirmation of the accomplishment will cause the countdown to be turned off and SCP-3509-A will congratulate the resident. Afterwards it will remain silent during an hour until the announcement of its next order. Any living resident attempting to leave SCP-3509 will suffer a series of physical changes that will eventually lead to its death on the way up during the elevator ride or if they try to escape using alternative methods. The only way to survive at that point is re-entering SCP-3509 before any critical damage has been received, as it will halt the process. Those changes vary from individual to individual. Some observed instances of the process are: The creation of multiple lacerations across the body of the subject, melting of the limbs and torso, decomposition of their body as they are still alive, transformation of their living tissue into a glass-like substance, the continuous generation of metal sharpnel inside the body among others. This process will be named SCP-3509-B. The current observed radius outside SCP-3509 for this effect to take place is ██ meters. Any living human that tries to enter SCP-3509 while it already has another resident will also be affected by SCP-3509-B. However other entities like inanimate objects, animals, plants or human corpses have been shown be able to enter and leave it completely unharmed. If multiple subjects enter at the same time while SCP-3509 is unoccupied, all of them but one will end up suffering the effects of SCP-3509-B. The surviving subject will be physically unharmed, but will usually have to be terminated due to its highly unstable psychological state after having witnessed what happened to the other subjects. See Addendum 3509-2 for more details. Any attempts to breach the underground complex by any other means have ended in failure. Currently no further attempts are allowed. It has been observed that SCP-3509 has at least some degree of sentience and consciousness of itself, as shown on some logs in Addendum 3509-1. In the only instance that the order wasn't fulfilled in time, the area of effect of SCP-3509-B began expanding at an alarming rate, affecting multiple SCP Foundation staff and Class-D present on the Site. See: Addendum 3509-2 for more details. Besides the aforementioned, no other anomalous phenomena can be observed neither on SCP-3509 nor its resident. If the subject is complying and is able to complete tasks ordered by SCP-3509, it can survive within it during long periods of time. The record time of a resident surviving within the complex has been for 5 years. In some instances the observer team observed traces akin that of symbiotic nature between SCP-3509 and its resident, however these behaviors are not frequent as SCP-3509 usually shows very little regard to the well-being of its inhabitant. At the current point in time it has not been fully tested what happens if an order given by SCP-3509 is disobeyed, as so far every single order it has given has been eventually carried out, albeit one outside the time limit. The Foundation's experts on theoretical approach hypothesize that due to the events surrounding the incident detailed in Addendum 3509-2, it is very likely that in the event of complete disobedience, it could indefinitely expand the area of effect of SCP-3509-B. This possible event would create uncountable losses for the Foundation and the loss of Site-██ as a whole or worse. Based on that hypothesis, O5-█ decided that an obedient approach of having expendable personnel obeying the orders that SCP-3509 gave was a safer and more cost-effective option than the possible alternative. Thus any experimentation based on disobeying the order or letting the timer run out again have been prohibited. Addendum 3509-01: The following is an excerpt of some of the logs kept by the researcher team tasked with SCP-3509 to be used as reference: Day: ██/██/2002. Resident: D-3541 Order: Jump. Time limit: 5 hours Result: The Class-D complied almost immediately, no assistance was required. Day: ██/██/2002. Resident: D-3541 Order: Study calculus for three hours straight. Time limit: 12 hours and 20 minutes Result: The Class-D was provided with calculus reference books and asked to study them. One member of the researcher team offered to tutor him across the site's speakers. Day: ██/██/2002. Resident: D-3541 Order: Rip out your nails from your left hand. Time limit: 27 minutes. Result: The researcher team provided a pair of pliers through the elevator. Although strongly reticent, the subject complied. Disinfectant and bandages were provided by the team after the event. Day: ██/██/2002. Resident: D-3541 Order: Dance the "Macarena". Time limit: 3 hours and 1 minute. Result: D-3541 told the researcher team that he didn't know the dance. The researcher team provided a television with a video tape that demonstrated the steps of the dance. After some attempts, D-3541 achieved to do a dance sufficient enough for the order to be deemed accomplished. Day: ██/██/2003. Resident: D-3557 Order: The floors are dirty, clean them. Time limit: 5 hours and 49 minutes. Result: The researcher team provided D-3557 with cleaning tools and it proceeded to obey the required task. The statement "The floors are dirty" was found to be most unusual, as SCP-3509-A hadn't said this kind of comment on an object before besides the congratulatory message at the fulfillment of an order. Day: ██/██/2003. Residents: D-3557 (Terminated), D-4286. Order: Write a poem. Time limit: 1 hour and 30 minutes Result: The Class-D told to the research team that he was an illiterate. After a discussion within the team it was decided that trying to teach D-3557 how to write in that short amount of time was highly unlikely. D-3557 was terminated through the explosive charge in his chest and a replacement was sent. This replacement was tasked to write the poem once the elevator had reached its destination before exploring the rest of the complex. Once SCP-3509 congratulated her, the research team asked her to dispose of the corpse of the previous resident through the elevator. Note: It seems that when the elevator is on the entrance of the underground complex SCP-3509 recognizes it as part of itself, allowing its resident to carry its orders inside it. This should be noted for further reference. -Team director Dr. Karam Day: ██/██/2004. Residents: D-4311(Terminated), Junior Researcher Garcia Order: Smoke a cigarette. Time limit: 1 minute. Result: See Addendum 3509-2 Day: ██/██/2004. Residents: Junior Researcher Garcia (Deceased), D-4371 Order: Dance claque. Time limit: 1 day, 2 hours and 56 minutes Result: Junior Researcher Garcia committed suicide. A new Class-D resident was sent to carry out the order as well as to retrieve the remains of the Junior Researcher. Day: ██/██/2005. Residents: D-4401 Order: Sing out loud the song "YMCA" by the "Village People". Time limit: 9 hours 42 minutes. Result: D-4401 showed signs of stage fright and told the researcher team that he was feeling too self-conscious to sing. The researcher team reasoned and encouraged it for a period of time until the Class-D suggested that he would feel more comfortable singing if the researcher team sang along with him through the speakers. After a short discussion within the team it was decided that it would be easier to humor the Class-D than preparing another substitute, and agred to the subject's request. The order was subsequently fulfilled without further incident. Day: ██/██/2006. Residents: D-4441 Order: Do a hundred push-ups and a hundred sit-ups. Time limit: 24 hours. Result: Due to the extremely poor physical state of D-4441, problems arose as it seemed to be unable to finish the regimen in time. The researcher team spent the day giving the Class-D encouragement and teaching it techniques to facilitate the fulfillment of the order. It was eventually accomplished by the 22nd hour mark with signs of exhaustion on the Class-D. Day: ██/██/2006. Residents: D-4441 Order: Pet a koala. Time limit: 2 hours. Result: One Mobile Task Force team was sent post-haste to the closest zoo to retrieve a specimen, managing its recovery and transportation within the allocated time. After the order was fulfilled, the specimen was returned and amnestics were administered to any witnesses of the operation. Day: ██/██/2008. Residents: D-5026 Order: Do not say "My uncle Steve has a big cow". Time limit: 7 days 16 hours and 33 minutes Result: This was the first instance SCP-3509 gave an order of inaction. Since it was unknown at the time how would it deem the inaction as fulfilled, any possible precautionary measures were took to ensure the safety of the Site. D-5026 was forbidden to open his mouth aside from eating and drinking until further notice. The researcher team closely monitored D-5026 at all times to ensure termination in case of any attempt at speaking. As the countdown kept descending without any indication of fulfillment of the order, an emergency meeting was called to discuss the situation with the Site Director other chief staff from the Foundation. During the last hour of the time limit an evacuation on all personnel in-site was issued, and the use of omega nuclear warheads was prepared for the worst-case scenario. At the last second, SCP-3509-A gave the announcement of order fulfilled and added that its resident could now say whatever it wanted. Once the crisis was deemed to be averted, the Foundation staff returned to their regular activities and the incident was disguised as a security drill. Afterwards, D-5026 commented how easy this order had been compared to previous ones since he didn't have any uncle called Steve. Day: ██/██/2009. Residents: D-5026. Order: Repair the broken lamp. Time limit: 6 days 3 hours and 4 minutes. Result: D-5026 was given the materials and instructions by the team to repair the lightbulb that was accidentally shattered during the previous order of "Play racquetball by yourself for five minutes". Day: ██/██/2009. Residents: D-5026 (Deceased). Order: Walk three meters on a tight rope Time limit: 3 days 5 hours and 15 minutes. Result: The researcher team provided the materials for the Class-D to make an improvised tight-rope inside the facility. Several attempts were made by D-5026 during the course of the first two days. At the last attempt, just as SCP-3509-A gave the congratulatory message, D-5026 slipped and hit its head on a table, causing skull fracture and internal hemorrhage. Due the inability of the researcher team to provide effective medical aid in time caused by the inherent characteristics of SCP-3509, D-5026 perished of blood loss. Day: ██/██/2011. Residents: D-5584. Order: Write erotic fanfiction featuring your parents Time limit: 7 hours and 28 minutes. Result: At the beginning D-5584 strongly refused to comply until the research team threatened to terminate it. The audiovisual recordings showed the Class-D writing something on a piece of paper and immediately tearing it apart after SCP-3509-A gave the congratulatory announcement. Day: ██/██/2013. Residents: D-5584. Order: Completely immerse yourself in sulfuric acid Time limit: 5 days 12 hours and 1 minute. Result: The researcher team provided a tank full of sulfuric acid through the elevator and a hazmat suit. After D-5544 had been reassured that the suit would protect him from any major burns he decided to comply. Treatment materials for second-degree chemical burns, as well as telephonic assistance on how to apply them was provided after the testing. Day: ██/██/2013. Residents: D-5584. Order: Ride an elevator Time limit: 1 day 2 hours and 3 minutes. Result: Discussion of making D-5584 use the entrance elevator took place within the researcher team. It was ultimately decided against it for ethical reasons and instead a small mini-elevator was built and sent inside SCP-3509 to fulfill the order. Day: ██/██/2015. Residents: D-5584. Order: Good job, you may now exit SCP-3509 and bring in a new test subject. Time limit: 9 days. Result: Permission was given at D-5584 to use the main elevator by the researcher team. This has been the only instance of someone being able to leave the underground complex without being affected by SCP-3509-B. Another Class-D was sent inside SCP-3509, which marked the order as fulfilled. Further testings showed that, barring this exception, SCP-3509-B still occurs every time anyone else tries to exit, and continues functioning as if this incident never happened. When interrogated about it, D-5584 claimed to have no knowledge why only he was allowed to leave. D-5584 has been administered Class-A amnestics and repurposed at another location. Addendum 3509-02: The following is a compilation of documents recording the Containment Breach caused by SCP-3509 on ██/██/2004. Document 1: E-mail from the team director to the research team sent the day prior to the Containment Breach FROM: Team director Dr. Karam TO: Dr. Cobb, Dr. Zhurov, Junior Researcher Garcia, Research Assistant Tanaka. SUBJECT: Experimentation on the behavior of SCP-3509. A test is scheduled for tomorrow. This test is to measure how will SCP-3509 react if multiple living individuals try to enter at the same time. The test will begin immediately after the current resident fulfills any order issued by SCP-3509 after 8:30. When the order is fulfilled, the resident will be terminated and four Class-D will be sent down with the elevator simultaneously. I expect all of you to be prepared and ready to deal with any unexpected consequences. Dr. Karam Document 2: Excerpt of the telephonic interview with Junior Researcher Garcia, the resident at the time of SCP-3509, taken an hour after the stabilization of the Containment Breach. Recorded by Agent 58, leader of the squadron sent to investigate the current events, using the telephone situated on the researcher team's observation room. Agent 58: Who is it? Junior Researcher Garcia: Thank God someone picked the phone… Thank God… Agent 58: This is Agent 58, leader of the squadron ████, who am I talking to? Junior Researcher Garcia: I'm █████ Garcia, a junior researcher. My ID Number is ██████████. Agent 58: From where are you calling from? Junior Researcher Garcia: …I'm inside SCP-3509. Agent 58: According to the information given to me, only Class-D are usually sent inside SCP-3509. Junior Researcher Garcia: Yeah, that's… Shit!… That's usually right. Agent 58: And how come a Junior Researcher has entered it? Junior Researcher Garcia: Well, the incident happened and I couldn't think anything else than getting on the elevator. Agent 58: Wait. Are you telling me that you were present during the incident? Junior Researcher Garcia: Yes, fuck!, I was there. I am… was assigned to the researcher team for SCP-3509. Agent 58: Hold on a minute. [Background noises of Agent 58 speaking through a walkie-talkie.] Agent 58: Sir, I would like to ask for your cooperation to relate your account of the events that happened today from 09:37 hours to 12:56 hours. Junior Researcher Garcia: Well, we had this test programmed in which we were supposed to send multiple Class-D inside SCP-3509. During the test we observed that all of them but one became affected by particularly gruesome manifestations of SCP-3509-B. The, Shhh fuck it hurts! the cameras showed that the surviving Class-D ran away from the elevator once it opened its doors and sat on a corner of the control room, cradling his head and moved back and forth. Please, may I ask for some first aid supplies and painkillers? I'm hurt and I could really use them. Agent 58: Let me consult my superiors. [Background noises of Agent 58 speaking through a walkie-talkie.] Agent 58: Okay, I've been granted permission to provide the required items, they will be sent by the elevator at the entrance. Junior Researcher Garcia: Thank you. Thank you very much. Hold on still while I crawl to get them. Agent 58: Crawl? [No response. Thirty minutes of silence occasionally interrupted by walkie-talkie conversation sounds coming from Agent 58] Junior Researcher Garcia: Okay, I'm back. I owe you a big one. Although I feel kind of dizzy now. Agent 58: Please continue your report. You may rest afterwards. Junior Researcher Garcia: Fine. Upon seeing the results of the test the team director assembled the rest of the group and we discussed whether if we should terminate the Class-D immediately or if we should wait and see if he would regain enough self-control to obey the next order. We decided on the latter to avoid wasting even more Class-D today. Then the voice spoke and… that happened. Agent 58: What happened? Junior Researcher Garcia: "Smoke a cigarette" the voice said, and gave a time limit of one minute. One. Freaking. Minute. The least that SCP-3509 had ever gave before were fifteen minutes! And the order that time was for the resident to scratch its nose, for crying out loud!" Agent 58: Calm down. How did the team react?" Junior Researcher Garcia: It was chaos. We had been instructed to not let the timer run out after all. Not until further testing could be carried out at least. Dr. Karam started yelling at the Class-D to react through the facility's speakers, but he would just not do anything but keep crying. Dr. Cobb, started yelling orders about terminating the Class-D and sending another one with some smokes and a lighter. Aki [Research Assistant Tanaka] also threw some of her own cigarettes inside of the elevator. Me, on the other hand, just stood there like an idiot… Fuck. Agent 58: Did the countdown reach zero? Junior Researcher Garcia: Yes. Agent 58: Please explain what happened at that moment. Junior Researcher Garcia: As the countdown ended the whole underground complex flashed some red lights and the surviving Class-D inside began to scream as his whole body was affected by SCP-3509-B while still being inside SCP-3509. It was different than other instances previously observed, as it went slower, and, based on my own experience, it seemed much, much more painful. It started by the plant of his feet, turning them into ashes in his case. That soon spread to his legs and lower torso. The subject could not stop screaming and we, the team, stared in terror as he twisted and turned in agony. The next thing we knew is that our own bodies started being affected by SCP-3509-B as well, despite being outside of its usual range of action. Dr. Cobb hurriedly pressed the switch to terminate the subject. That wasn't enough to stop our own ailment though. I saw them all die, one after another. I heard screams outside the observation room, as well as someone yelling that the backup Class-D was attempting escape. It was hell. The image of Aki screaming as her skin began opening up multiple holes that showed her insides is something I don't think I will ever be able to live down. Agent 58: Hold up, there's something that I don't understand. If you say that everyone around you died because of SCP-3509-B, how come that you are still alive? Junior Researcher Garcia: I… don't know why. At the beginning, SCP-3509-B started wrecking my feet at the same rate as everyone else. But then, somehow, it started to consume me slower. I don't really get it myself, but I think it slowed down on me alone after Dr. Cobb terminated the Class-D for some reason. My best guess is that SCP-3509 had already selected me as its next resident by then, but that's just my hypothesis. Agent 58: Noted. Continue. Junior Researcher Garcia: At that moment I couldn't think of anything. I was confused and hurting. I didn't know what to do, just that I needed to stop that somehow. I acted without thinking, and using what remained of my legs I entered the elevator, pushing the button to go down. Agent 58: So you entered there voluntarily, despite knowing the consequences? Junior Researcher Garcia: I was desperate, okay? I realized what a blunder I had made as soon as the doors closed, and sat down as SCP-3509-B continued to consume my flesh. I knew I was gonna die there, and nothing mattered anymore. That's when I looked down and saw on the floor the cigarettes that Aki had thrown before. I think at that point I was experiencing an adrenaline rush because, despite the pain, I thought "You know what? Why not have one last smoke?". I grabbed the cigarette and started smoking it. That's when the lights flashed white and the other door to the elevator opened. I heard SCP-3509-A's voice giving the same line it says every time the order is fulfilled. However, it added at the end something that I'd never heard before, that "it would not allow for any other delays in fulfilling the order". Agent 58: I see. Hold on one moment. [Background noises of Agent 58 speaking through a walkie-talkie.] Agent 58: Okay, that would be sufficient for now. My most sincere condolences for what happened to you, sir. Junior Researcher Garcia: Don't need them. Just tell me if there are other people alive on the Site. Agent 58: Yes. Although, some heavy losses have occurred in the closest sectors, most of the Site's personnel has survived. Regrettably, your team… Junior Researcher Garcia: I know… Well, if that's everything I think I will rest for now, these painkillers are really kicking in. [The synthesized voice of SCP-3509-A sounds on the receiver "Next testing procedure order: Curse out loud. Time limit: forty minutes."] Junior Researcher Garcia: …Fuck my life. [The synthesized voice of SCP-3509-A sounds on the receiver "Order fulfilled. Congratulations on the success of the test. A following test will be performed shortly."] [END OF EXCERPT] Document 3: O5-█ directive issued after the containment breach. Due to a containment breach of SCP-3509's hazardous properties, a total of ███ members of the Foundation passed away and ████ were severely injured in an area of ████ cubic meters surrounding it. Since then it has been observed that the area of effect of SCP-3509-B has progressively gone back to its original size. Our experts have determined that if it weren't for the actions of Junior Researcher Garcia, the area of the adverse effect would have increased to undetermined lengths. In light of these recent events, it has been decided that any experiment regarding the disobedience or reaching the time limit of the countdown of the order issued by SCP-3509 is absolutely prohibited. O5-█ |
SCP-3510 | keter | Item#: 3510 Level4 Containment Class: keter Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: danger link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3510 cannot be physically contained. Protocol RED LONGINUS will be performed every three months by Mobile Task Force Delta-99 ("Illuminaughty") as a means of containment until a permanent method of preventing SCP-3510-B's formation can be developed. Foundation assets within national governments and corporations will monitor for signs of SCP-3510. Protocol RED LONGINUS consists of the assassination of a minor political figure or outspoken conspiracy theorist by MTF Δ-99. Said subject must have been involved in political movements regarding major changes to their country's government or conspiracy theories involving secretive totalitarian world governments. The assassination will be performed in a manner that resembles a suicide or fatal accident, with evidence to suggest that they were assassinated by an outside force. This evidence may include the following: A low likelihood for the subject to commit suicide A low likelihood for the accident in question to occur The death being caused by methods the subject is unlikely to use or succeed at using Items used in the assassination left at the crime scene by task force members Monitoring devices left at the residency of the subject The assassination being performed after the subject generates significant media attention Objects left at the site of the assassination depicting iconography associated with "New World Order" conspiracy theories The amount of evidence left behind will vary depending on subject. Additionally, MTF Δ-99 may temporarily monitor related persons in a manner that causes them to become openly paranoid about surveillance. In the event that the continued performance of Protocol RED LONGINUS fails to prevent the formation of SCP-3510-B, MTF Δ-99 will begin assassinating major political figures. Protocol VIOLET IDES will be initiated if manifestations near global levels, with the Foundation temporarily taking control of national governments until manifestations decrease. Collaboration with the Global Occult Coalition may be undertaken to achieve this. Description: SCP-3510 is an unknown anomaly that can affect subjects in positions of major governmental or economic control. Affected subjects1 (hereafter referred at as SCP-3510-A instances) will believe that they are a member of "New Providence," (SCP-3510-B) a global organization claimed to exert control over all national governments and large corporations. The exact aims of SCP-3510-B are unclear due to the resistance of SCP-3510-A instances to providing information2, though known details include: The manipulation of mass media to positively portray SCP-3510-A instances The manipulation of the world economy to provide SCP-3510-A instances with additional wealth The creation of global military conflicts to put SCP-3510-A instances in higher positions of power SCP-3510-A instances will attempt to collaborate with other instances to form SCP-3510-B, regardless of past interactions between them. SCP-3510 may begin affecting other subjects that work for SCP-3510-A controlled institutions at this point, convincing them that they are operatives for SCP-3510-B. Due to measures taken by the Foundation the behavior of SCP-3510-B once operating on a large scale is unknown. The only observed behavior has been attempts at hiding the existence of SCP-3510-B from the public, which occurs even when no persons outside of the organization is aware of it. These attempts mainly include the surveillance and assassination of conspiracy theorists, political figures in opposition of SCP-3510-A instances, and in three cases unrelated persons. All attempts have instead increased awareness to the organization, primarily among groups related to conspiracy theories. The only known method to prevent the formation of SCP-3510-B is for the Foundation to mimic the behaviors of the anomaly and similar organizations present in conspiracy theories. This will eventually induce amnesia in SCP-3510-A instances and other SCP-3510 affected subjects, making them forget all experiences associated with SCP-3510-B and causing it to become defunct. The process forms SCP-3510-B within the Foundation albeit in a significantly limited and controllable state. Continued mimicking severely decreases the chances of SCP-3510 manifesting, though it does not entirely prevent it. Discovery: SCP-3510 was discovered after Agents Kristopher Vega and Daniel Morrow3 died in January of 1991. Agent Vega had died from carbon monoxide poisoning in a car4 with his hands handcuffed behind his back. A suicide note was found on the dashboard, written in a different handwriting than Vega's. Agent Morrow was found dead in his apartment building with an antique sword he had owned piercing through his neck, apparently having fallen off of its wall mounted display. Both deaths were ruled as having been caused by an outside party, though the only additional details investigators found were scraps of paper displaying a variation of the Eye of Providence religious symbol. Similar deaths with the Eye of Providence found at the crime scene were reported in following months, occurring in the United States, Italy, Japan, Denmark, and the Soviet Union. All cases were deemed non-anomalous in nature, though the death of another agent and the presence of a Foundation-issued walkie-talkie at one crime scene prompted Foundation involvement. An investigation found that all of the victims had been openly opposing the policies of select politicians within their national governments. These six politicians were found to be visiting New York City, and were tracked by Mobile Task Force Kappa-2 ("Dewey Won") to the Roosevelt Hotel on 20-March-1991. All methods of contact with the team were immediately lost when they covertly entered the building. Five heavily burnt cadavers, wearing the same clothing as the agents, were found in the Hudson River the following day. All of the politicians were reported missing at this time as well. The number of deaths of Foundation personnel within government organizations increased over the next month. An Ethics Committee investigation of the O5 Council in April found the Eye of Providence carved on the walls of O5-1's office, finding that she had become an SCP-3510-A instance. Based on notes left in her office and interrogation, O5-1 had been using MTF Κ-25 and additional task forces for the assassination of Foundation personnel since the formation of this iteration of SCP-3510-B. The only motivation O5-1 gave was "to secure the world the right way." O5-1 and involved task forces were detained on 5-April-1991, though MTF Κ-2 did not return to the Foundation until 1992. SCP-3510 was classified as an anomaly at this time. The six politicians and CIA Director William H. Webster were detained in March when all seven were spotted exiting a private jet at the Richmond International Airport. SCP-3510-B activity continued despite this, suggesting that the anomaly was not dependent on the original members of the organization. Based on how SCP-3510-A instances said variations of "filling a gap in the world that had to be filled" when interrogated for motivations, researchers slowly developed the current containment procedures for SCP-3510. By the start of 1992 this first iteration of SCP-3510-B (designated SCP-3510-B1) became defunct. All former SCP-3510-A instances were amnesticized to remove memories of detainment then released, with monitoring undertaken until they were found to be uninvolved with SCP-3510. The only former instance not to be released was O5-1, who died in her cell after drinking a cup of water containing high quantities of hydrochloric acid. Footnotes 1. No subjects have been known to be affected by both SCP-3510 and either SCP-1659 or SCP-2390. 2. Attempts at using cognitohazards for this purpose invariably result in the subjects providing irrelevant information. 3. Two undercover Foundation agents who had been operating within the United States Central Intelligence Agency. 4. Agent Vega did not own a car at this time. The car was later found to have been stolen a month prior. 5. The cadavers found in the Hudson River have not been identified. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3510" by NatVoltaic, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3510. 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-3511 | neutralized | by Captain Kirby SCP-3511 prior to containment Item #: SCP-3511 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3511 no longer exhibits anomalous properties, and therefore requires minimal containment. One Foundation agent is to monitor SCP-3511 in case its anomalous properties reemerge. In this event, refer to previous containment procedures. + Previous Containment Procedures - Close Procedures SCP-3511 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell furnished with reasonable amenities and furniture. SCP-3511 is to meet with the Site therapist once per week. All attempts to detain SCP-3511 are to be undertaken with the use of remote-controlled, non-combat drones. SCP-3511's meals are not to include meat. Description: SCP-3511 is a female human of Latin American descent, 170 cm in height and 65 kg. SCP-3511 is anemic and is prone to poor blood circulation as well as fainting spells. SCP-3511's anomalous properties only affect living biological organisms from the kingdom Animalia. Any such matter coming within 7cm of SCP-3511 is repelled. This force does not exert itself on SCP-3511. Recovery Log: The Foundation was alerted to SCP-3511 when radioscanners detected the following conversation on a small radio show produced out of Oaklin, Wisconsin. + Radio Transcript - Close Transcript Host A: I’m Jim. Host B: And I’m Carrey. Host A: And welcome to Jim and Carrey Fix Strangers’ Problems. Today we’ll be taking calls from people dealing with child problems! Host B: And problem children! Host A: Okay, here’s our first caller. Hello? Caller: Hello. Host A and Host B: Hi! Host A: So, I assume you’re having children problems. Caller: I— yeah. Yeah, I do. Host B: Well, we’re all ears. Caller: So, I’m a teacher, and I have this one student. Really quiet girl. Host A: You know what they say! Host B: The silent ones are sometimes the scariest. Caller: I um, I guess you could put it like that. She started acting fairly… difficult lately. When I’d ask her about her homework she’d talk back with an attitude. Sometimes just all out skipped class. But you know, it was normal rebellious teenager things. Host A: So, when does it get crazy? Caller: On the last day of school. We just finished up exams and kids were packing up to go home. But then Erica she just… she got up and stood in the door frame. Kids tried to leave but they just, couldn’t get past her. Host A: They didn’t just push her out of the way? Host B: You know, sometimes a little shove can do some good for a kid. It’s how I survived the playground every day! Caller: No, it’s not like that. They couldn’t push her. They couldn’t touch her. Host A: Couldn’t touch her? Host B: Afraid of getting cooties? Caller: No! I mean they literally couldn’t touch her. They’d get close and then they’d just… just stop. People got antsy and started fighting. Students in the hall gathered around to see what was going on. But after a few minutes, my kids just stood there and looked at her. I asked her to move but she looked at me and said “Notice me. I want to be here. I want to be seen. I want to be touched. So no, you move me.” Host A: That's… that's really strange. Host B: I know if my kids said that to me they’d get a good talking to. Caller: I mean, I probably misremembered it. I don’t remember if it was that dramatic… I've talked this over with my colleagues, the principal. I also talked to her parents, but they just seemed confused. I felt bad about it because they were quite pleasant. Host A: You sure? Sounds like maybe something weird happening at ho— Host B: My prescribed solution is to get a therapist on the case. Caller: But what about— Click. Host B: Okay, let’s move on to our next caller! Agent Tennison was dispatched to perform interviews with relevant Oaklin residents to collect necessary information about SCP-3511 before containment. While some residents acknowledged that SCP-3511 was abnormal, none believed it to be anomalous, due to a number of reasons. The most notable interview was with a high school student named Tyler Orthrow. + Orthrow Transcript - Close Transcript Tennison: Evening. Orthrow: Hi, um… officer? Tennison: Just call me Mr. Tennison. I’ve heard you’ve had some interesting experiences with an Erica Stross. Orthrow: I mean, I guess. I knew her since I was six. Went to elementary school together, but we definitely weren’t close. Hell, we’re as far from close as you could get. Tennison: Can you elaborate? Orthrow: Well, in elementary school… I wasn’t exactly the nicest of kids. We got into playground fights a lot. I don’t remember what we fought over. Luckily, we went our separate ways after elementary school. I heard her parents demanded she change schools. I guess it'd make sense, they were pretty protective of her. Tennison: So, did anything happen after that? Orthrow: Not for about ten years. Until um, she spotted me at a park, and came over. I hadn’t seen her since elementary school so this felt… let’s just say strange. I was hanging out with my friends over by the river, and then I saw her walking toward us. Barely recognized Erica. I got up to ask her what she was doing and, she started yelling at me. Stuff like “you bastard” and “you made me like this”. Tennison: Do you know what she was referring to? Orthrow: I have no goddamn clue what I did. But she kept walking and I felt myself backing up toward the river. Like something was pushing me that way. Luckily, she stopped before I fell into the water. I just looked at her with my back foot over the edge of the riverbed. Took a solid five seconds before I could muster an “I’m sorry”. Luckily it got through to her. Not like, super well. But she turned around and left at least. God was that weird to explain to my friends. Tennison: Do you remember any other… incidents? Orthrow: I don’t think so, but then again, I didn’t see her much. Tennison: I see. Thank you for your time. After this interview, SCP-3511 was detained through the use of remote-controlled drones. All civilian observers were administered Class-C amnestics. SCP-3511's parents were also administered amnestics, and told that their daughter had been killed in a car crash. On the second day of containment, it was deemed appropriate that SCP-3511 should have access to an on-site therapist. Below is the transcript of its first session: + Open Session Transcript - Close Transcript Wey: Hello Erica, I’ve been assigned to be your therapist. SCP-3511 remains silent. Wey: I know that this situation must be putting a lot of stress on you, but I’d like to talk to you about back home and your condition. SCP-3511 is still silent. Wey: If you’re not in the mood to cooperate, then I can come back tomorrow. Wey gets up to exit the room. SCP-3511: Wait! Um… Wey returns to his seat. Wey: Yes? SCP-3511: I, uh, I guess I don’t know what there is to say anymore. I’m going to be locked up here for, well however long. Probably forever. And that’s that, right? Wey: Not exactly. There's more to the story than that. Maybe we could talk about your parents. They barely spoke of you during our interviews. What were they like? SCP-3511: …Crazy. Wey: Really? SCP-3511: Completely insane. There. Wey: Could you elaborate? SCP-3511: Home wasn’t… it wasn’t comfortable. It didn’t even feel safe. It just… I don’t want to talk about it. Wey: I think talking about it will be beneficial. We can start small. Maybe a common family activity, or something your parents would say to you often. SCP-3511: … starfish. They called me their little starfish. But not in a cute, ditsy way. It always sounded so, so deranged. They’d say things like “We must protect the starfish”, “Our little starfish is our little lightfish”, and “guide us to the end”. I don’t know what they meant. It felt wrong. But I was, I was too young to know what to do about it. Wey: Okay. That’s a good first step. Now let’s move onto something a bit different. We spoke once with an old acquaintance of yours, Tyler Orthrow. He told us about an incident where you supposedly blamed him for your condition. Are you able to elaborate on that? SCP-3511: Oh, that. I, um… I’m not comfortable talking about that. I don’t like remembering what it felt like to, to feel. Wey: That’s fine. We’ll adjourn this session for today. Addendum SCP-3511-1: At the end of the first two weeks of containment, Dr. Wey attempted to ask SCP-3511 more about its parents, hoping to discover exactly what caused SCP-3511 to gain its anomalous properties. Below is the transcript of this session: + Open Session Transcript - Close Transcript Wey: Hello again. SCP-3511: Hi… Wey: Are you able to talk today? I’d like to ask you more about your parents. SCP-3511: I um… I can probably talk. Wey: Okay. Is there something specific you’d like to start with? SCP-3511: I don’t think so. Um… actually never mind. Wey: What is it? SCP-3511: Well, last time we talked about my parents I brought up the starfish thing, right? I was thinking maybe we’d, um, start from there. Wey: That sounds like a good idea. SCP-3511: Because I didn’t mention that’s just what they called me in private. Wey: And what did they call you in public? SCP-3511: “The minor”. They were cold toward me. Whenever anyone talked about me, my mom would generally say “She’s just a child.” Or something like that. They’d catch some strange glances for it, but no one paid it much mind. Wey: Did that make you feel particularly upset? SCP-3511: Not really… Wey: Then how did it make you feel? SCP-3511: Um… unimportant I guess. Kind of like I wasn’t worth being around. Maybe it's why other people ignored me too… Like my teachers. You know, if my parents think so lowly of me, why should anyone else be better? Wey: Your teachers treated you poorly? SCP-3511: I mean, not really. They were just kind of dismissive. Whenever I brought up an issue they’d wave me off. Told me to talk to someone else. Sometimes I had to get in their faces about it, and I’d be called difficult. Even if it was to go see the nurse… Wey: The nurse? SCP-3511: I mean, that sort of thing only happened in elementary school. Before I uh… You know. Wey: Of course. You know, I think we've made good headway for today. Unless you want to keep going, we can call this session to a close. SCP-3511: I'd be fine with that. Wey: Okay. I will see you next week. Addendum SCP-3511-2: During the fifth month of containment, security footage showed strange behavior from SCP-3511. At night, SCP-3511 would sleep on its left side, causing its arm to lose circulation. Upon waking, SCP-3511 would manipulate that arm in various ways. Due to concerns for SCP-3511's emotional state, the following interview was conducted: + Open Session Transcript - Close Transcript Wey: Hey there. SCP-3511: Hi. Wey: I know that normally you are allowed to drive the conversations in these sessions, but today I'd like to talk about some, well concerning habits. Wey presents pictures of SCP-3511's recent behavior. SCP-3511: Oh, that. Yeah. Wey: We're worried about both possible nerve damage it could cause, and, more importantly, what it implies about your emotional state. SCP-3511: I mean, I've done this since I was little. Few years after I… I started being like this. Usually, after mom and dad ignore me for a long time. Wey: Can you elaborate on why? SCP-3511: Um… well, you know… sometimes it’s really hard to distinguish between your own body and someone else’s. If you cut off circulation to your left hand, then you can pretend like it belongs to a stranger and hold it with your right hand. If your whole arm goes numb, then you can put it around yourself and it feels like a pat on the back. You probably know this but they, they haven’t given me a normal physical. You know, where the doctor feels around for your heartbeat and your breathing. Instead, the checkup was done with robots. And it felt so… so cold. The silicon tips, the metal joints, the plastic caps. All so cold. Wey: I’m sorry it’s been lonely, bu— SCP-3511: Do you know how long it's been since I last touched someone? Six years. You know why? Wey: I mean, that’s not what I’m here to talk about. SCP-3511: Because Tyler Orthrow cracked my head open one day so I came home with a bloody bandage wrapped around my head. My parents freaked and dragged me to the basement. I don't remember what they did to me down there… it was all a blur. All I remember is my mom saying something like "Just until our starfish grows up." That rings in my mind you know. It's haunting. Wey pauses to let SCP-3511 calm down. Wey: Okay. I will contact my superiors to see if we can give you more opportunities to socialize. I think talking to me is helpful, but a variety of listeners might help you get your mind off of these things. I'll also ask if there is a less… mechanized way we can conduct your physicals. SCP-3511 remains silent. Wey: Erica? Do you think that would help? SCP-3511: … thank you. Dr. Wey's suggestions were incorporated into SCP-3511's schedule following the interview. Foundation personnel attempted to detain SCP-3511's parents for an investigation into possible connections to anomalous organizations, however, they were not found at their residence in Oaklin. Recovery of SCP-3511's mother and father is still underway. Addendum SCP-3511-3: After thirteen months of containment, SCP-3511’s eating patterns underwent a steady change. SCP-3511 consumed smaller portions of meals, attributing its actions to a lowered appetite. An emergency therapy session was held once SCP-3511 stopped eating altogether. + Open Session Transcript - Close Transcript Wey: Afternoon, Erica. SCP-3511: Afternoon. Wey: So, we’ve noticed even more concerning behavior. This time with regards to your eating habits. SCP-3511 looks away from Wey. SCP-3511: That’s fine. You’ll save some on your budget. Wey: I’ve gone over this before, but you’re not a burden on us. This is what we do. SCP-3511: But what am I supposed to do? Just whittle my life away here? Wey: We’ve been expanding your social regime, but if you want, we can— SCP-3511: No. You and I both know that’s not what I mean. Wey: Then what do you mean? SCP-3511: I mean, I always knew I wasn’t getting out of here. But it just… I overheard someone talking about charity work. Some fundraiser for holiday food baskets. And you know what I realized? I’m not doing anything. I’m just… I’m just here. And I’m barely here at that. I can’t even tap someone on the shoulder. I mean, they might notice me. But they won’t feel me. The world won’t feel me. Wey: A lot of people go through these kinds of thoughts. I have colleagues who worry that the world will be no different without them. SCP-3511: But are they locked up? Do they only see the light of day twice a week on escorted walks? I doubt it. I’m just a drain on the budget. An hour and a half of your week. I want to feel again. If I can’t touch someone literally, then I’ll take the metaphor. I want to feel accomplished, a part of something. But if I’m just destined to go numb, just fucking euthanize me already! SCP-3511 slumps in its chair and holds its head in its hands. Wey: We’re not going to do that because you’re definitely worth more. If you want an opportunity to make an impact on the world, we will see what we can do. I’ll ask my superiors to come up with a program, just like last time. All you need to do is ask. But in the meantime, since we don’t want your emotional state to worsen, is there anything else we can maybe do to help? SCP-3511: … A hug would be nice. Various options were proposed for how to accommodate Dr. Wey's suggestion, however, none were approved before SCP-3511's neutralization. Incident SCP-3511-I: On ██/██/20██, SCP-3511 was neutralized. SCP-3511 had turned eighteen that day. + Incident Transcription - Close Transcription SCP-3511 wakes up and reaches to scratch its shoulder. After a few minutes, it scratches its shoulder again, but with a confused look on its face. It pulls its shirt back to reveal a small bug bite. SCP-3511’s face assumes an expression of surprise. SCP-3511: I… I got bit. SCP-3511 rushes to the door to its containment cell. SCP-3511: Hey! Hey! Come here! Please! Tell the docs I’m normal again. I want to feel someone! Please! Security personnel walk to the door of SCP-3511’s cell. SCP-3511: Please! Your hand. Just your hand. Please! Guard: Sorry ma’am, but we can’t let you out. SCP-3511: Then call Dr. Wey! Please! Call it an emergency session or something! The security guards turn to each other and shrug. The calls are made and after 30min Dr. Wey arrives at SCP-3511's cell. The guards open the door, and Dr. Wey enters. Wey: Hello Erica. How have you— Before the guards have time to respond, SCP-3511 hugs Dr. Wey, and begins to cry. Wey: Why… I guess this means we'll have our last session then. Wey motions to the security guards to stand down, and returns the hug. Following the event, SCP-3511 underwent additional testing before it was deemed neutralized. SCP-3511 was administered Class-C amnestics and returned to Greensdale, OH with a reasonable cover story. |
SCP-3512 | euclid | ADULT CONTENT This article contains adult content that may not be suitable for all readers. Graphic depiction of blood, gore or mutilation of body parts Features sexual themes or language, but does not depict sexual acts. Explicit depiction of sexual acts. Features non-consensual sexual acts. Depiction of severe mistreatment of children Depiction of self-harm Depiction of suicide Depiction of torture {$custom-content} If you are above the age of 18+ and wish to read such content, then you may click Continue to view said content. Continue Back to Front Page "Sagrada Familia" Basilica Item #: SCP-3512 Special Containment Procedures: Persons affected by SCP-3512 are to be accommodated in standard humanoid containment cells. Missing persons information and amnestics are to be distributed as necessary. Media reports are to be monitored for evidence of SCP-3512 cases, with potential outbreaks investigated. The entrance to the cavern system beneath Sagrada Familia is to be secured and surveillance established. Mobile Task Force Zeta-9 ("Mole Rats") is to continue exploration of the system, remaining alert for the presence of SCP-3512-1 or any other anomalous phenomena. Mobile Task Force Alpha-4 ("Pony Express") is to conduct a search and monitoring operation to identify potential instances of SCP-3512-2 in the pre-publishing or distribution stages. Description: SCP-3512 is a phenomenon which leads to significant changes in the personality and psychological stability of certain women between the ages of 18 and 40. To date, nine such women have been identified and contained by the Foundation, and a further suspected instance was found deceased in her home. Women affected by SCP-3512 score extremely highly on NEO-PI-R measures for openness, extraversion and agreeableness. This is the case regardless of previous personality indicators, and affected women do not appear to be aware of such changes. The behaviour of affected women is characterised by high sociability and lack of inhibition, punctuated by prolonged bouts of uncontrollable screaming. The incidence and duration of screaming has been observed to decline over a 4-5 month period. Other personality changes appear to be permanent. Potential occurrences of SCP-3512 in several countries are being reviewed. All confirmed cases of SCP-3512 linked to an initial outbreak in Barcelona, Spain, which was investigated by Foundation Agents Riley Cooper and Tomàs Rey. Agent Cooper's notes are included below to provide further description of the anomaly and surrounding circumstances. + Agent Cooper - Investigation Notes: SCP-3512 - Re-secure data Investigation Notes 15 July 2016: Landed 16:15. Hot here - hotter than Boston was, and no breeze to speak of. Agent Rey met me at the hotel, offered to show me the city skyline. I said no, thought we'd get going, but he was in no hurry. Cultural thing, maybe? Shame if I was rude, but I could do with the sleep. 16 July 2016: Still hot. Rey finally showed at 10:15. Still, my director says he gets results - and he's pretty much the only Foundation here. Headed to meet the victims - got coffee first. Have to admit, Rey does well with the locals. Our cover is a mental health survey for the WHO, and he plays a convincing doctor. Interviews productive - see tapes. Observations: families aren't involved. They're too genuinely shocked - Rey had to work to calm and persuade them. Victims are no help - symptoms as per initial report, they have no awareness of how changed they are - how plastic and unreal. I think that scares the families more than the screaming. This doesn't feel like a basic coghaz - something about their eyes, the change isn't superficial. They're so sincere in their delusion. So "up for it". 17 July 2016: More interviews today - not much new. The same smiles from the girls, the same crying families. We tested amnestics - nothing. If it's memetic, it goes deeper than memory. One possibility: a younger sister mentioned something I recognised from yesterday's tapes. "Apagada". I thought "cancelled", but Rey tells me the Catalan is more like "blackout". We ask some of the victims, and the screaming starts immediately. A mother shakes her head - it's a nightclub, her Teia always talked about going, the mother knew it was trouble. Later, I ask Rey. He knows it. It's open tomorrow night. 18 July 2016: Rey comes to get me at 21:00, laughs at what I'm wearing. Not like I planned on clubbing. He tells me his sister may have something I can use. I'm worried we'll be late, but apparently nothing opens before midnight. His sister I like - teases Rey about his shirt, finds something reasonable for me. Doesn't ask why I need it. Of course the club is dark. Loud, hot, crowded. I feel like I stand out - Rey tells me not to worry. He's good - moving around the room, talking to people, fitting in. Better for me to wait on my own, see who approaches. Plenty do, but no-one interesting. Until around 2:00. Blond guy, tall, slides in next to me at the bar, and offers to buy me a drink. He asks me my favourite star, and I think it's the start of a bad pick-up line, then realise he's serious. Something about him - confident, charming, but too much eye contact. Speech too precise. Not drunk enough. My eyes flick over to see where Rey is, and the guy spots it. Suddenly he's leaving, pushing through the crowds. By the time I get outside, he's gone, but I get lucky. 20 euros and the doorman tells me he's a regular. Another 20 gets me a name - Josep Oriol. 19 July 2016: Oriol is now officially a PoI. Rey used a contact, turned up an address. Oriol wasn't home, looks like he didn't come home, but the flat is full of incriminating stuff. Rey is submitting full photos, but three things stood out. First, a bunch of architectural plans - buildings, utilities, railway tunnels. Oriol is a software developer - what does he need those for? A book sitting on the kitchen table, free of clutter: used regularly. Looks like a publisher's proof - plain cover, simple type. Didn't open it without coghaz screening, but it just had that feeling. And next to the book, some kind of fucked-up sculpture lying on a dishcloth. Like a blob of candle-wax, carved into points and with - well, it looked like legs stuck into it. Pieces of Lego and Meccano, rose stems, a crab claw, a corkscrew. What I think was a skeleton key. Rey called me into the bedroom, and there were boxes full of the same kind of stuff. Bodkins, quills, doll's limbs, wire. Syringes. I pulled him into the kitchen to show him the sculpture - and it was gone.1 20:30: Back at the hotel. I've been reading the book - started by using the filters, but there's no coghaz here. Just really weird shit. This whole thing feels off.2 23:45: Command just came back with information on the architectural plans - the majority match up with municipal records, but not all. A schematic of the high-speed rail tunnel has a side passage that should not be there. It seems to lead to a spiral staircase, heading downward. I've confirmed with Command - we're going tonight to investigate. Maybe we'll catch up with Mr Oriol and find out how much he knows. + SCP-3512-1 - Information and Recovered Materials - Re-secure data Materials from the limbs of a SCP-3512-1 instance - photographs by MTF Zeta-9 SCP-3512-1 is the collective designation for a category of objects or entities described in Chapter Twelve [18] of SCP-3512-2. Each instance consists of a central mass composed of carved adipose tissue, with twelve loosely attached appendages or limbs used for locomotion and other actions. The text describes SCP-3512-1 instances with a central mass approximately 5cm in diameter, and using simple household objects for the appendages. No active instances have been contained, although sites of investigation have yielded evidence of discarded SCP-3512-1 limbs. Of the SCP-3512-1 instances observed by Foundation personnel, the largest had a total diameter of approximately 3.5 meters, with each of its appendages composed of a human spine tipped with a muculent gastropod foot. The limbs were regularly distributed around the central mass, attached by a loose conglomeration of animal ligaments and metal chains. Several detached appendages of this instance were recovered by Mobile Task Force Zeta-9 ("Mole Rats") in explorations of the caverns beneath North-East Barcelona, following Incident 3512/A. Sentient behaviour of SCP-3512-1 instances has been observed, and the text of SCP-3512-2 suggests a degree of sapience. The relevant extract of SCP-3512-2 is included in the addendum below. + SCP-3512-2 - Excerpts - Re-secure data Items recovered from the apartment of PoI-3512-5 (Josep Oriol) include an advance review copy of a book entitled "The More You Know: A Pick-Up Artist's Bible", classified as SCP-3512-2. The author is referred to by the pseudonym "Enigma"; no publication information is included in the copy. The book is non-fiction, consisting of 625 pages and containing a foreword attributed to hip-hop artist Snoop Dogg. Each of the first eleven chapters is based on the "seduction community", providing anecdotes, advice and techniques for men to influence social groups, and attract and seduce women. The remaining twelve chapters (each labelled "Chapter Twelve") diverge from the main text on a range of esoteric subjects including advanced geometric proofs, the interpretation of dreams, do-it-yourself surgical techniques, symbolism in architecture and anomalous rituals. The book's afterword is composed of more than 15,000 anagrams of the book's title, laid out in spiral and triangular patterns. Excerpts from SCP-3512-2 Chapter One - The More You Know If you're reading this book, you're probably a bit of a loser. Don't make that face: you know it, and I know it. The whole reason you're reading this is to stop being a loser - to get more confident in social situations, to feel comfortable talking to women, to understand the complexities of modern dating. Oh yeah, and (let's not kid ourselves) to get laid - like, a lot. My name is Enigma, and I am going to show you how to do all this and more, with my sure-fire methods to seduce women. Hot women - hotter than you dare dream possible. Trust me: I used to be just like you. Now, I drive a Lambo, wear a Hublot, and can bang any chick I want. Cocky? Sure. But you know you want to be a star like me. And with my blend of social psychology, neuro-linguistic programming and good old-fashioned balls, you can be any kind of star you want. Because the more you know, the more you score. … Chapter Four - Hot Women: Our Key … what you would normally do in that situation. But not any more. Now that you've learned the basic rules of the Game, you can start on your path to higher things. The first thing you need to do is stop thinking of hot women as women. In fact, stop thinking about them as people. Think of them like instruments - before you can play them, you need to know how to tune them. This chapter will show you how to find the resonance frequency of any woman … Chapter Twelve [12]: You Know Theorem … which brings us to the small stellated dodecahedron, a nonconvex regular polyhedron composed of twelve pentagrammic faces, with each of the twelve vertices forming the meeting point of five pentagrams. Its Schläfli symbol is {5/2 , 5}, a fact I have dropped into many a flirtatious conversation, to great effect. The small stellated dodecahedron has long been known in artistic circles as a potent aphrodisiac and as a cure for impotence. The works of M.C. Escher (who knew how to pull) and Paolo Uccello (whose name literally means "bird") are obvious examples.[ 3 ] Uccello's father was a barber-surgeon, a common profession in the 14th century: they did everything from a quick shave to amputating limbs. The more you know! So put yourself back in that imaginary bar, but this time, with a small stellated dodecahedron in your pocket… Chapter Twelve [14]: Where to, You Monk? Photograph from Chapter Twelve [14] … The Italians don't have the monopoly on shapely figures. There are many tricks and tips that you can learn from Spain - home of Don Juan and Torquemada. First, let's talk about Gaudí. Antoni Gaudí lived like a monk so that you don't have to. Ascetic, unsociable and celibate, he channelled his energies into architecture of the most profound and powerful nature. Gaudí was the opposite of everything I've told you to be. By the end of his life, he was dishevelled, skinny and never spoke to women. Gaudí was beaten in a mob, imprisoned, and eventually struck by a tram and killed - far from being recognised, he was mistaken for a beggar. So why would I even bring him up? Because Gaudí understood that everything has a purpose, and that organic and anarchic forms can be used to capture beauty and fix it in place forever. This is something we'll explore further over the next chapters. Gaudí's Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Família stood unconsecrated for 128 years. You can see it in Figure 27, rising inexorably out of the shattered rock, black goats drawn to it as if called… Chapter Twelve [18]: We Took Our Hymen [ Note: this chapter appears to refer to the construction and use of SCP-3512-1 instances. ] … make a rough ball of the materials you've harvested, and place it in the freezer for 6-12 hours. Pork fat can be used, but will have less satisfactory results. Who knew, right? While you wait, you can prepare the limbs. Concentrate on articulation rather than strength. You may want to add simple tools to some limbs, if the object of your desire is more careful than most, but remember that the more complicated you make them, the more precise your sculpting will need to be. Lay your prepared limbs out on a clean, flat surface. Once your adipose preparation has had time to freeze, carefully carve it into the shape you learned in Chapter Twelve. You will know it is ready when you see it start smiling at you. Now introduce the limbs - they should "take" almost immediately. Wait until your intended is likely to be sleeping, then concentrate your thoughts on her face, and particularly the inside of her mouth and throat. Soon you'll see your new friend scurry off, ready to help you establish social dominance. Chapter Twelve [19]: Ewok Tumor-Honey … Double check that your scissors are comfortably within reach, with the blades sitting over the flame of your stove, or under the oven grill if you don't have gas. If you have parents or siblings with you, now is a good time to check that their bindings are tight. Don't be tempted to start with them first - this way is more difficult, but if seduction was easy, everyone would do it. Now, with your right hand, get a firm grip on your left little finger. Take a deep breath. Then pull down sharply towards the side of your left hand. Your little finger should make a clean snapping sound. If not, take another deep breath and try again. Next, take the scissors… Chapter Twelve [23]: Nuke-worthy Romeo If you wish to know, you must look deeper. As below, so below. As below, so below. As below, so below. As below, so below. As below, so below. As below, so below. As below, so below. As below, so below. As below, so below. As below, so below. As… [ Note: the remaining pages of this chapter were torn out. It is presumed that they were removed by Agent Cooper in advance of her investigation of the underground passages identified in PoI-3512-5's tunnel schematics (see Incident 3512/A). ] + Incident 3512/A - Exploration Logs - Re-secure data Entrance to caverns as filmed in Incident 3512/A Exploration Logs - Incident 3512/A Recording source: Body-cameras of Agent Cooper and Agent Rey Location: Uncharted cavern system beneath Barcelona, Spain Date: 20 July 2016 - recording commences 1:07am local time Both agents' body-cams are set for low-light conditions. The agents walk slowly down a narrow spiral staircase made from smooth stone. Agent Cooper's flashlight illuminates the stairs below. Agent Rey is following. <echoing footsteps> Agent Cooper: Okay, we're probably about eighty feet below the rail tunnel now. Agent Rey: How far down do these bastard stairs go? Agent Cooper: No idea. Agent Rey: Surely we could continue this investigation back at the club? Agent Cooper: I'm not sure what you were doing counts as investigation. Agent Rey: Ah, you Americans don't know how to live your lives. Agent Cooper: I've reached the bottom. You don't have much further. Agent Cooper stands in a low room, shining her flashlight between three tunnel entrances. Agent Rey walks forward to join her. Agent Rey: Thank God. So which passage do we take? Agent Cooper's camera picks up a movement some way down the left-hand tunnel. The agents do not appear to notice. Agent Cooper: I say the centre. Smoothest floor, makes sense it's used the most. Agent Rey: You're the boss. They all look equally dark and unpleasant to - Agent Cooper: Sh! Did you hear something? Agent Rey: Nothing. Maybe the trains? Agent Cooper: I don't think so - it's too late for that. And it sounded… different. Let's get going. But quietly. The agents proceed into the tunnel, walking for approximately 12 minutes along a gradual downward slope. The walls and ceiling are also slanted slightly inwards, gradually reducing the size of the tunnel. Agent Cooper: Looks like a chamber up ahead. Agent Rey: About time! The agents emerge into a larger room. Passages continue ahead and to the left, and stone steps lead up to a hole in the ceiling. The walls and ceiling are elaborately carved into abstract organic shapes. The agents separate, looking at the chamber walls. Agent Rey: It looks like they're melted. Agent Cooper: I think that's decoration. Agent Rey: <Looking up the steps> This place must be enormous. You think we're under the Basilica right now? Agent Cooper: Could be - aah! Agent Rey: Cooper! You okay? Agent Rey runs across to Agent Cooper, who is standing by an alcove in the right-hand wall. Agent Rey: Déu n'hi do! Agent Cooper: God, what is that? There is a small shape in the alcove. The camera moves closer, revealing a tight bundle of amputated human fingers, pointing outwards. Agent Rey: Who are these people? Agent Cooper: It's your city. Okay, let's keep going. Agent Rey draws his service weapon. Both agents move cautiously into the tunnel opposite the entrance. A dark, viscous substance covers the upper third of the tunnel, shining in the torchlight and occasionally forming large droplets that splatter on the floor. Agent Rey: What is that shit? Agent Cooper: Try not to get it on you. We'll take samples on the way back. The tunnel curves, changing direction regularly, including several steep descents. The agents continue walking for approximately 15 minutes. A whirring mechanical sound slowly becomes audible. Agent Rey: Can you feel that? The air feels warmer. Agent Cooper: Another chamber ahead - looks larger. Agent Rey: Eugh. What is that smell? Agent Cooper: Oh - that's awful. The agents emerge into a large natural cavern. Its total size is not clear - the flashlight beams do not reach its far side. Stalactites hang from the roof, and have been carved with shapes including orchids, barnacles and rows of human teeth. The mechanical noise is louder. The agents walk slowly across the cave floor, scanning with their torches. Agent Rey: <muffled> The fuck is that? Agent Cooper: <gagging noises> The agents reach the banks of a wide, slow-moving river. The surface is pallid and gelatinous, churning with the sluggish current. Downstream, the river flows into a low tunnel. Agent Rey: A goddamn river of fat. Look at it - it's like it's alive. Agent Cooper: Congealed lard and grease - must be thousands of gallons. That's where the smell is coming from, and the heat - I bet it's oily underneath that top layer. Agent Rey: Hey, look - on the other side! The flashlights shine across the river, revealing three industrial-sized book printing machines. Each is operating noisily, although no electrical connection is evident. Agent Cooper: One guess as to what they're printing. Agent Rey: There's no way across. And no exits. Agent Cooper: That river is flowing somewhere. Agent Rey: Go into that tiny tunnel? No way. Get the Mole Rats in this shit. Agent Rey walks across to the other side of the cave, flashlight beam waving. Agent Cooper: Okay, okay. Let me get some samples, and then we can go back and try some other passages. Agent Rey turns. Agent Rey: Look, you can be a neula if you want to, but I - Agent Rey freezes in place, flashlight pointed at the ceiling. Agent Cooper: Rey? Agent Rey: <whispering> Above you. Slowly. Agent Cooper: What? What is it? Agent Cooper leans back, and the camera tilts upwards. On the ceiling is an SCP-3512-1 instance approximately 3.5m across, with a central mass 1.5m in diameter. The instance has limbs composed of human spines. Four of these limbs are clinging to a stalactite directly above Agent Cooper, with the others reaching downwards. Agent Cooper raises her service weapon. Agent Rey: Fuck, it's huge. Agent Cooper: It's smiling at me. Why is it smiling at me? Agent Rey: Cooper, what are you - Cooper! The SCP-3512-1 instance drops from the roof towards Agent Cooper. Agent Cooper fires several shots, appearing to strike the limbs of the instance without effect. The central mass of the SCP-3512-1 instance lands directly on top of Agent Cooper, and her body camera is obscured by a white substance. Agent Rey's camera films the SCP-3512-1 instance moving towards the river, with Agent Cooper embedded in its central mass. Agent Cooper struggles briefly, and her body then goes limp. Agent Rey: Vés a la merda. The SCP-3512-1 instance jumps into the river of fat, dragging Agent Cooper with it. Agent Rey's body-camera is switched off, and does not reactivate. Agent Cooper's body-camera remains obscured, but records the wet, sucking noises of the underground river. 20 minutes pass. Suddenly, the body-camera is no longer obscured, and refocuses to show a very large domed chamber, dimly lit. The river drops from the upper wall of one side of the chamber in a waterfall of curdled fat, and faint splattering sounds can be heard. The microphone also picks up laboured breathing, but no speech. The view turns to show the opposite side of the dome. This contains an expansive fresco, depicting the Virgin Mary, pregnant, chained to a star-shaped rack by her ankles, wrists and neck. At the base of the figure's throat, a pipe protrudes from the fresco, emitting dark smoke that drifts slowly downwards. The camera leans forward. The floor of the chamber is partially obscured by smoke, but movement is visible beneath. Moving lower, the camera reveals many hundreds of small SCP-3512-1 instances, in constant motion around and over each other. Agent Cooper: <indistinct> Hello? Anyone? Agent Cooper's body-camera rises and moves at a swift walk across the chamber. The movement stirs up the smoke, allowing a clearer view of the chamber floor. There is a human figure lying face-down on the floor, around 30 metres from the camera. Agent Cooper: <louder> Hello? Who's there? The SCP-3512-1 instances on the floor are avoiding the prone figure, leaving a circle of empty flagstones around it. As the camera approaches, the figure turns. It is Agent Cooper. Agent Cooper: <giggling> Wow, that was intense. But I could dance some more, you know? Woo! <screaming> Agent Cooper looks up and ceases screaming. She smiles, twisting the ends of her hair with her fingers. Agent Cooper: Hey, wait a second. What's your name, handsome? The figure wearing the body-camera reaches towards Agent Cooper. Its hand is covered in raw cuts across the palm and wrist. Seven additional fingers protrude from the wounds. All fingers appear to be mobile. The hand pushes Agent Cooper's hair back from her face, caressing her cheek. Unidentified: <heavy, ragged breathing> Agent Cooper: Aw, you're funny and sweet. Agent Cooper nuzzles her face against the figure's hand, briefly sucking on one of the additional fingers. Agent Cooper: <laughing> Hey baby, come here. Agent Cooper reaches up toward the figure. She removes the combat vest containing the body-camera, and places it on the floor of the chamber. The camera is obscured by SCP-3512-1 instances crawling over the vest, and by the thick smoke. The camera records the scratching and skittering noises of the SCP-3512-1 instances. In the background, indistinct grunting sounds can be heard. These continue for a period of approximately seven minutes, and then cease. Two minutes later, there is a sharp scream and the distant sound of an object landing heavily. The movement of the SCP-3512-1 instances intensifies, becoming frenzied. The camera rises as the combat vest is picked up. It is abruptly thrown downwards, falling through the smoke into a pit in the floor of the chamber. The camera falls approximately twenty metres, landing on what appears to be a number of human corpses piled in the centre of the pit. Light conditions are very low, and the camera's view is obscured by a female face in the early stages of putrefaction. It remains able to record sound. Agent Cooper: <calling out> Baby, don't go. A heavy scraping noise is heard from above, and the light grows dimmer. Agent Cooper: Baby, I hurt my leg. Stay with me? Several other female voices can be heard calling out from within the pit. The camera's view becomes completely dark. Over the next 28 hours, the camera records the sounds of at least eight female voices. Vocalisations consist primarily of laughter, screaming and indistinct speech. There is no increase in light levels. Agent Cooper is heard clearly only once, when she approaches the camera's position after approximately 20 hours. Agent Cooper: I'm hungry. <giggling> The camera's position is disturbed slightly, and then settles. At around 26 hours, a deep grinding sound reverberates from below the camera's position. It continues for four minutes, during which the voices in the pit fall silent. The camera records for a further 2 hours in darkness before its batteries expire. Afterword: Foundation investigators discovered Agent Cooper's body-camera at the top of the spiral staircase, near the entrance to the caverns. It was no longer attached to her combat vest. While MTF Zeta-9 has gained access to the caves, exploration and geophysical imaging of the cavern system has not located any of the other areas filmed in these logs. Neither Agent Cooper nor Agent Rey has been recovered. Footnotes 1. Note: Missing item subsequently classified as an instance of SCP-3512-1. 2. Note: Book subsequently classified as SCP-3512-2. 3. These references are believed to be to Escher's Gravitation and Uccello's mosaics for St Mark's Basilica in Venice. |
SCP-3513 | safe | Image from D-4353's cerebrum during Exploration 3513-2 Item #: SCP-3513 Special Containment Procedures: The concrete bunker built around SCP-3513 is to be guarded and maintained by four permanent staff, maintaining the cover story of a water pumping station. Undercover Foundation agents are to be placed in all Namibian hospitals to cover up pathological reports suggesting the influence of SCP-3513. Any atypical increase in clinical rates of degenerative brain disease in a highly localised area is to be investigated as a potential further instance of SCP-3513. Proposals for a network of Foundation seismographs to detect potential anomalies in the Earth's outer core are currently under consideration. Description: SCP-3513 is a region of space located in Rocky Crest, Windhoek, Namibia. It is approximately cylindrical in shape, with a diameter of 3.4m and a height above ground of 2.3m. Excavations have revealed that SCP-3513 extends below the ground for at least 10m, but its total depth has not been measured. Any organism with a brain that passes through SCP-3513 will become subject to an anomalous neurodegenerative disease. The disease will develop over a period of 4-6 months with the following progression: A hard keratin nub develops in the cerebrum. The keratinized area grows in proportion to the overall size of the brain; in humans, it becomes approximately 5cm across. The tip of the keratin nub opens, forming a beak. The interior of the beak is coated in pointed, keratin papillae (see image). Over a period of months, the beak slowly ingests brain tissue, consuming it. The papillae assist in ensuring that the soft brain matter does not slip out of the beak once it enters. Brain tissue consumed by the beak disappears from the patient's brain - testing indicates that the interior of the beak leads to an intra-dimensional portal to another location or locations. The external symptoms of the SCP-3513 disease depend largely on where in the brain the keratin nub initially forms, but may be misdiagnosed as Creutzfeldt–Jakob, Huntington's, Parkinson's or Alzheimer's disease (and was initially thought by the Foundation to be SCP-1693). Confirmation of the effects of SCP-3513 is only possible through MRI or CT scan, open neurosurgery or autopsy. Foundation autopsies have confirmed that, following the death of the patient, the beak continues to ingest any remaining brain tissue. Test Logs Procedure: Six D-Class were exposed to SCP-3513, and regular CT scans performed to track the progression of the disease. Upon the opening of the beak, Foundation medical staff performed conventional open neurosurgery on the relevant D-Class. The use of human test subjects was approved based on the requirements for brain size and ease of anaesthesia. During surgery, unnecessary brain tissue was removed to allow access to the beak. A microscopic surgical camera, fitted with a GPS tracking chip, was fed slowly into the beak and the results recorded and analysed. Exploration 3513-1 Subject: D-2879 Results: Inside the SCP-3513 beak, the camera filmed a passage lined with papillae. The camera was fed into this passage for a distance of 1.4m. The GPS tracker was not able to be located during this time. D-2879 reported no discomfort. After the camera had progressed approximately 0.8m, the passage ended and the camera emerged into a dark hemispherical space. A number of openings were observed at intervals around the sides of this space. After consultation, the surgical team proceeded to feed in the camera filament, allowing the camera to enter into the opening on the opposite wall of the space. The opening led to another passage lined with papillae, although observers noted that the direction of papillae was reversed. At 1.4m, the camera emerged from the interior of another keratin beak into what appeared to be further brain tissue. At this point, a GPS signal was obtained, registering the camera's location in Reedsburg, Wisconsin. After a short delay, the GPS signal became mobile. Local Foundation assets followed the signal to the Reedsburg Area Medical Center, where it was tracked to a recently deceased patient, Norman Miller. Mr Miller had suffered a stroke, presumed to be caused by the sudden appearance of the camera within his brain. The camera was retracted through the beak in Mr Miller's brain, back through the passages and the beak in D-2879's brain, and D-2879 was returned to monitoring without complications from surgery. Exploration 3513-2 Subject: D-4353 Results: The camera filmed a passage lined with papillae for approximately 0.7m, entering a similar hemispherical space to that observed in Exploration 3513-1 and being fed into an opening opposite its point of entry. After progress down a second passage for a further 0.8m, the camera emerged from a second beak and filmed unidentified tissue, which appeared to be in motion. This movement continued for 8 seconds before the camera malfunctioned and lost picture. The camera was withdrawn from the passages and found to have been crushed. The GPS signal from the camera was traced to a location outside Naples, Italy. Further investigation revealed the coordinates belonged to a Cremonini meat processing plant. A later biopsy of D-4353 revealed trace amounts of processed meat within his brain. Transfer of the meat into D-4353's brain is thought to have occurred during the recovery of the camera from its alternate location, which appears to have allowed material from that location to travel back along with the camera. Exploration 3513-3 Subject: D-3956 Results: After the camera had progressed approximately 0.6m, it emerged into the hemispherical space. An accidental mis-feeding of the filament resulted in a change in the camera's alignment within this space, with the camera facing downwards towards a wider opening at the base of the chamber. The camera was fed into this opening, filming a papillae-lined passage which extended for more than 2.5m. No reversal of papillae was observed, and the passage was observed to grow wider as it continued. After progressing for approximately 3m, the camera feed suddenly cut out. No GPS signal was located. Upon retrieving the camera filament, attending medical staff noted that the camera was missing and that the end of the filament appeared to have melted. Five seconds later, a high-pressure jet of molten metal began to spray from the incision in D-3956's brain. D-3956 and all attending medical personnel were killed. Following recontainment of the laboratory, analysis confirmed the presence of several hundred kilograms of iron-nickel alloy. Initial temperature of the molten metal is estimated to have been up to 4000 Kelvin. Testing discontinued. |
SCP-3514 | safe | In an instant, I, a God, became a man. In an instant. A single day of blood. close Info X SCP-3514: The Moment of the Mahdi and the Moment of the Mortal Author: Tufto, written on their original account. More of their work can be found here. Image: Can be found here, under a CC license. A 17th century painting of an SCP-3514-1 event.1 Item #: SCP-3514 Special Containment Procedures: As of 22/12/1973, SCP-3514 has come under the control of the Office for the Reclamation of Islamic Artifacts (ORIA). Access to and containment of SCP-3514 is therefore unfeasible at present. Due to the low threat level of the anomaly and the apparent competence of ORIA in keeping the anomaly hidden from the general public, the restoration of control over SCP-3514 is considered a low priority. Previous Containment Procedures Previous Containment Procedures Following a cover-up operation in the late 19th century involving cooperation between the Foundation and the Sublime State of Iran, the exact site of the battlefield of Chaldiran in the public record has been altered; it is now commonly believed to be a site near the village of Gal Ashaqi, 10km away from SCP-3514. The subsequent expungement by Foundation personnel of documents within the Qajar archives related to this cover-up has resulted in ORIA being unaware of SCP-3514. Preventing ORIA from learning of SCP-3514 is of paramount importance. A perimeter 50m away from SCP-3514 is currently cordoned off with electric fences and has security cameras positioned at regular intervals in order to prevent unauthorised entry. Foundation researchers have set up a rudimentary research base to observe SCP-3514-1 events and interview SCP-3514-3; it is considered inadvisable to set up a full site, as this might attract the attention of ORIA. Description: SCP-3514 refers to a 2 km2 area in northwestern Iran, corresponding to the location of the 16th century Battle of Chaldiran. SCP-3514's primary anomalous effects activate at approximately ██:██ each day, and continue until ██:██, which matches the time of day during which the battle took place. This activity is henceforth referred to as an SCP-3514-1 event. An SCP-3514-1 event begins with the manifestation of intangible representations of the combatants present at the battle, arranged in a manner believed to match the armies at the beginning of the real battle. These representations are henceforth referred to as SCP-3514-2 instances. The SCP-3514-2 instances then engage in combat, apparently recreating a version of the Battle of Chaldiran. These representations can only physically interact with one another and are unaware or unwilling to respond to any external stimulus. Despite this set-up, the course of the battle alters with each SCP-3514-1 event. Although some SCP-3514-1 events follow the course of the battle closely, at other times a radically different outcome occurs, ranging from the death of Shah Isma'il2 to the complete routing of the Ottoman forces. At times, SCP-3514-2 instances representing apparently supernatural or mythical figures have appeared, including the Shi'ite figures of 'Ali and Hosayn, and Shahnama3 characters such as Rostam, Gordafarid and Zal. At the end of the SCP-3514-1 event, the SCP-3514-2 instances all abruptly disappear. Some examples of notable variations within the SCP-3514-1 event are detailed below. Note that the first three of these occasions took place before the development of practicable devices for recording sound or film, and the reports did not always possess the same level of observational rigour found in more modern reports. Date Variation Taking Place 18/09/1886 First observed Safavid victory and first time a major deviation from the events of the historical battle was observed. Isma'il's forces attacked the Ottoman forces before the Ottomans set up their chain-linked line of cannons in the centre, cutting through their lines and killing Selim.4 20/06/1888 An Ottoman victory, and the first observed occasion upon which the SCP-3514-2 instance representing Isma'il was killed. During a charge into the Ottoman lines, an Ottoman bullet appeared to hit Isma'il "around the head or neck area", killing him almost instantly and prompting a complete Safavid rout. 01/04/1913 A "great celestial body", in the words of observing researchers, appeared above the battlefield. An "extremely tall and well-built" SCP-3514-2 instance descended from this object. All of the Safavid combatants then prostrated themselves before the instance, chanting the name "'Ali" repeatedly. The SCP-3514-2 instance then appeared to "destroy" all of the Ottoman combatants. Most of the remainder of the SCP-3514-1 event was taken up with "wild and extravagant celebrations" on the part of the Safavid combatants and the "'Ali" instance until one hour before the end of the event. At this point, the "'Ali" instance abruptly disappeared, and the Safavid combatants wept and beat the ground for the remainder of the event. 23/08/1937 First observed event where battle did not take place. Instead, the only SCP-3514-2 instances who manifested were the Safavid combatants, who repeatedly attacked and appeared to fatally wound the SCP-3514-2 instance of Shah Isma'il. The Isma'il instance appeared to suffer extreme pain, but did not expire from its wounds. The assailants reputedly chanted the words "false murshid!"5 repeatedly while doing so. 17/11/1965 Second observed event where battle did not take place. Instead, SCP-3514-2 instances representing all 9 Shahs of the Safavid dynasty prior to the fall of Isfahan appeared instead of the combatants. These representations all spoke continuously for the duration of the SCP-3514-1 event, giving what seemed to be accounts of percieved failures which occurred during their lifetimes. Most of the SCP-3514-2 instances were continuously crying ordinary tears, with the exception of the SCP-3514-2 instances representing Isma'il I, Safi I, Abbas II and Suleiman I, all of whom appeared to be crying red wine.6 SCP-3514-3 is an intangible representation of an individual claiming to be Shah Isma'il. SCP-3514-3 has the appearance of a man in his mid-30s with red hair and unkempt facial hair, ordinarily dressed in silk robes in a state of disrepair. This instance is separate from the SCP-3514-2 instances resembling Shah Isma'il as part of SCP-3514-1 events. It is classified separately as it appears to demonstrate awareness of external stimuli in addition to being present outside of SCP-3514-1 events. SCP-3514-3 is difficult to converse with, often speaking in incoherent fragments and only occasionally attaining lucidity. SCP-3514-3 claims to be the creator and controller of SCP-3514-1 events. This has not been confirmed, but occasional utterances by SCP-3514-3 demonstrate an awareness of future SCP-3514-1 events. SCP-3514-3 ordinarily speaks in a 16th century dialect of Azeri, but apparently understands Persian, Gilaki and possesses at least some knowledge of Classical Arabic. SCP-3514-3 is located on top of the nearby hill of ████████, which provides an excellent view of SCP-3514-1 events. Ordinarily, SCP-3514-3 can be found sitting or occasionally pacing within the immediately surrounding area. SCP-3514 first came to the Foundation's attention in 1886, when the Qajar authorities requested aid in the anomaly's containment. Based on the testimony of SCP-3514-3, SCP-3514 is believed to have been created sometime after the death of Shah Isma'il in the early 16th century. On 22/12/1973, the Office for the Reclamation of Islamic Artifacts (ORIA) was alerted to the existence of SCP-3514, and swiftly moved in to contain it. It was discovered through documents stolen during an ORIA incursion into Site ██. Due to the limited Foundation presence in Iran, holding the anomaly against ORIA was considered unfeasible, and the Foundation withdrew upon ORIA's request without incident. Interview 3514-24 Interview 3514-24 Interviewed: SCP-3514-3. Interviewer: Dr. F██████. Foreword: This interview was conducted 23/08/1966. The conversation has been translated from a 16th century dialect of Azeri, the native language of Shah Isma'il. Of note is the unusual level of lucidity in SCP-3514-3's responses. <Begin Log> Dr. F██████: Good afternoon, SCP-3514-3. How are you this evening? SCP-3514-3: I am… well. Surprisingly well. Dr. F██████: You- Er, good. Very good. Why is that? SCP-3514-3: I… remember. Other times. The good days, before, before this. When I was a God. Dr. F██████: …I didn't think that you believed that yourself. SCP-3514-3: Oh, no, no, I didn't, but… there was a glory in it. There was something there that I- that we felt was true. That feeling of standing above the world, above one's followers, with all the strength of vengeance and righteousness pushing us forward- one felt like a God. One felt like the Mahdi. One felt like… like the expression of something greater. Then came darkness. Then came mortality. One moment I was thundering down, the immortal head of an immortal army, the arm of God's righteous revenge. And then, a minute later, I was a man, a mortal king fleeing from mortal foes, ensnared in the mire and spitting blood from my tattered lips. I was human. I was normal. Do you know what that feels like, to lose that? No, no, of course not. You could never know what it is to be a God. Dr. F██████: So- why do you do this? Why do you hurt yourself? Why not just stop doing this? SCP-3514-3: Because I am mortal! Because I have to- I have to see it. To find a way to stop it. This was the battle that defined my life, my existence, my soul. This was the battle that, I have heard, defined empires and religions, created lines and contours that have echoed throughout centuries. I have to find a way to redo it and change history. Dr. F██████: But you've replayed the battle hundreds of thousands of times. And I've seen you replay the battle in the same way it happened, make yourself die, conjure up impossible fantasies. Why do you still do it? SCP-3514-3: It's the only thing that makes sense to me. Maybe it was the only thing that ever made sense to me. All I am is a memory, a faded ghost, an imprint of Isma'il's mind. A projection from beyond the grave, sitting here, forever, and ever, and ever. My lot is to exist in the past. To see the moment I was made mortal, again and again and again, trying to understand. To percieve. To understand what I am, what I was, what I could be. To understand myself. Dr. F██████: What do you mean? SCP-3514-3: I mean that I- that you- that 'Ali… that… that… Hereafter, SCP-3514-3 reverted to its ordinary behaviour and speech patterns, remaining unresponsive to Foundation questioning. Dr. F██████ thus ended the interview shortly afterwards. <End Log> Interview 3514-55 Interview 3514-55 Interviewed: SCP-3514-3. Interviewer: Dr. O████████. Foreword: This interview was conducted 23/05/1972. The conversation has been translated from a 16th century dialect of Azeri, the native language of Shah Isma'il. Once again, SCP-3514-3 demonstrated particular lucidity throughout this interview. <Begin Log> SCP-3514-3: You do not know what it is to be dead, Doctor. Dr. O████████: Wh- er, no. I haven't died. H-Have you? SCP-3514-3: I have. I was sitting in my palace, dreaming of older days, drinking more and more wine as the world became red. And then the red changed, into black and blue and green, and I saw Azrael. And he took me away. Dr. O████████: To where? SCP-3514-3: So many places. I saw the halls of paradise, and the depths of Jahannam. I saw 'Ali and the Imams, I saw- I think I saw them, anyway. I forget. I saw the past, saw Kayumars and Kay Khusraw and the Prophet. I do not know if what I saw was real, if those kings truly roamed the earth or were merely real to me and the world I inhabited, but I saw it all the same. Then I saw the present, the Venetian ships plying the water, the dying emperors of old China, the screams of the servants as they found my body, the mourning of my followers. I saw Suleiman's laughter and Babur's grave sighs. I saw the world in miniature. And then… and then… Dr. O████████: You saw the future? SCP-3514-3: I saw my son- not like me, but more bitter and far wiser. He knew from the start that he was not a god. He was a graver and a darker soul than I, but one who knew more than how to hunt, drink and kill. He made an empire. I saw brave 'Abbas, and the poorer men who followed him. I saw the land I'd conquered rise to heights unknown for a thousand years, and fall to depths seen only in the righteous destruction of the Mongols. And then I saw things I still do not understand… a red Shah, a living statue, and a darkness coating the world in silence. And I realised that none of it mattered. Dr. O████████: Those sound like things that matter. SCP-3514-3: They didn't, because then I saw myself. I was Isma'il. I was born and raised knowing I was a saint, a murshid, the messiah-king, the expression of God or maybe God himself. I was a divine instrument, a righteous warrior for vengeance. And then I died at Chaldiran. The divine part of me fled, and I was just a servant, a mortal, a dog that had been kicked from 'Ali's threshold and was forced to roam the streets. In an instant, I, a God, became a man. In an instant. A single day of blood. Dr. O████████: That must have been… hard. SCP-3514-3: I can see the doubt in your eyes, little man. I can see the scepticism. What do you know of religion? Of God? What do you know of the blood and the need for revenge? The righteousness of our cause? The clerics never got it, nor the sayyids. We were overthrowing the heretic temples of the Sunnis and establishing a new order, a just kingdom, a place free of the blood and mire of this world. We were heroes! Dr. O████████: …I apologise if I offended you. It was not my intent. SCP-3514-3: You didn't. I must give you apologies in turn. I thought time had turned me into a humbler man than that. You see, that is why God- or whoever I saw in the melting light- gave me this punishment. In life, I had been a man of arrogance, who thought himself divine. And so now, I must sit here, until I have learnt the truth; that the struggle was irrelevant. That this was no more different a moment than any other. Dr. O████████: You mean- you're being forced to stay here? As punishment? SCP-3514-3: Forced? Oh, no. I can leave at any time- but God knows I will not. I am here because I want to be. I must thank God, I truly must, for putting me here. An eternity of truth-seeking. You see, I never quite believed it. That I was not special, not a conduit for the divine. Even if I could only remember it in wine, I was still the Mahdi, the messiah, and when in my cups, Chaldiran was just a child's dream. I knew myself mortal by then, but felt myself more. So I stay here. Because I must. Because… because… then I will be free. Dr. O████████: Well, why don't you just- SCP-3514-3: Free, child… free… in the light of the sun and with the scim-scim-scimitar, beneath the noon of 'Ali, in the twilight, in the free light… they're coming soon, you know… the men of false righteousness, here to reclaim me… I have seen them talking each to each… At this point, SCP-3514-3 began to speak incoherently, becoming increasingly unaware of its surroundings. Dr. O████████ ended the interview shortly afterwards. <End Log> Footnotes 1. Although this painting- which can be found on a wall of the Chehel Sotoun palace in Isfahan- is commonly believed to show the Battle of Chaldiran proper, several variations in dress and formation have led researchers to believe that it is, in fact, of an SCP-3514-1 event. The abnormalities in the painting have been publically written-off as stylistic variations and a lack of knowledge of the events on the part of the painter. 2. The first ruler of the Safavid dynasty of Iran and the Safavid leader at the Battle of Chaldiran. 3. The "Epic of Kings", a 10th century poem by the Iranian poet Ferdowsi detailing a mythical version of the history of the Sassanid period. It had become the standard narrative of Iran's history by this period, and was an important part of the Persianate world's culture. 4. It should be noted that the Safavid decision to delay their attack- taken partly due to Isma'il's belief in his own divinity, and partly because of poor advice from his senior generals- is commonly considered the reason for the Safavid failure at the historical battle, as the strength of their cavalry charges was mitigated by the strong Ottoman defensive position and power of their cannon. 5. A murshid is the spiritual leader of a Sufi order, the role Shah Isma'il played to his fanatical Qizilbash followers. 6. It should be noted that those 4 Shahs are believed to have died from excessive drinking. |
SCP-3515 | safe | SCP-3515 Item #: SCP-3515 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3515 is to be stored in a standard art locker at Site-77. Containment and testing locations must be situated no less than 50m from any on-site sleeping quarters or common area. Description: SCP-3515 is a 40 cm x 60 cm charcoal drawing on paper, currently fitted in a wooden frame. The drawing depicts a barren landscape with a large knotted willow tree in the foreground, at the crest of a hill of bare earth. The artist and date of creation are unknown. Persons spending more than one hour in close proximity to SCP-3515 (within a range of approximately five meters) will be subject to low-volume auditory hallucinations described as the sound of slow, steady digging. In noise comparison tests, subjects have most commonly matched SCP-3515-induced hallucinations with recordings of manual digging with a metal shovel in heavy clay soil. If an affected individual is no longer in proximity to SCP-3515, these auditory hallucinations cease. If an individual enters slow-wave sleep (stage 3 of non-REM sleep) while in proximity to SCP-3515, that individual will spontaneously dematerialize. Dematerialization will include clothing and other objects physically attached to the individual. No further evidence is available of the location of civilians presumed to have been affected by this phenomenon. In Foundation experimentation, the most notable test to date has been Experimental Protocol 3515-C-01. Experimental Protocol 3515-C-01: Selected Logs Notes: A single test subject (D-6042) was placed in the testing chamber with SCP-3515 and a standard Foundation single bedding set. D-6042 was fitted with a GPS tracking device, a head-mounted camera and microphone, and a transmitter affixed to D-6042's clothing. Relevant extracts from the recording logs are set out below. The initial phase of the experiment confirmed the presence of auditory hallucinations as anticipated, and showed no unexpected results. After initial observations were complete, the secondary effect of SCP-3515 was tested. <Elapsed time: 1:46:07> D-6042: So you want me to lie down and go to sleep? Dr. Hallard: That's correct. Please do not remove or disable your equipment. D-6042: Okay. Uh, what are you testing for, please? Dr. Hallard: I'm sorry, I can't tell you that. We will be monitoring you at all times. D-6042: Right, sure. Hey, is there anything you can do about that noise? Dr. Hallard: I'm afraid not. Just try to ignore it. D-6042: I'll try to. It's pretty quiet, anyway. D-6042 lies in a lateral position, with the camera facing the wall of the testing chamber. No sound is recorded other than D-6042's breathing. After approximately 17 minutes, the attached electroencephalograph records D-6042 falling asleep. Approximately 20 minutes later, brain wave patterns indicate that D-6042 has reached slow-wave sleep. D-6042 dematerializes. Clothing and attached electronic devices also dematerialize, with the exception of the leads for the electroencephalograph, which remain on the bed. Signals from the camera, microphone and GPS continue to be received by the monitoring team. The GPS signal updates to a location in [REDACTED]. This location is confirmed by multilateration of the broadcast signal of the recording equipment. The view from the head-mounted camera changes to what appears to be another room: the wall is of a different colour, and the shape of the pillow also appears different. Breathing can be heard through the microphone, suggesting that D-6042 remains asleep. The monitoring team continues to observe while the closest Mobile Task Force is ordered to the location of the GPS signal. The MTF reports a suburban house, showing signs of recent habitation but with the current residents absent. Footage from one of the upstairs bedrooms resembles the interior shown on D-6042's camera. D-6042 is not present in the bedroom. After approximately three hours with no activity observed, the monitoring team agrees to attempt to wake D-6042 up. Dr. Hallard: D-6042. D-6042, can you hear me? D-6042! D-6042: Huh? What? Um, yes, yes I can hear you. Sorry, I was asleep. The camera turns to show the ceiling of the darkened room. Dr. Hallard: That's okay. How do you feel? D-6042: I'm fine. A bit groggy. But I'm fine. Why? Dr. Hallard: Can you describe your surroundings, please? The camera view turns, showing the interior of a typical bedroom including a bookcase and desk. The room's dimensions and paint colour are consistent with those observed by the Mobile Task Force, but the furnishings are different. Members of the MTF are not visible. D-6042: What the - what is this? Dr. Hallard: D-6042, do you recognise your location? D-6042: Uh, yeah. This is my bedroom. Um, in my parents' house, I mean. This is my bedroom from when I was a kid. Wow, those are my books. Dr. Hallard: We have agents in the room with you. They can't see you there. D-6042: There's no one here with me. How did I get here? Dr. Hallard: We're hoping you can help us work that out. You are the first person to document this phenomenon. Could you please have a look around and see if there is anything unusual. D-6042: Uh, I guess. D-6042 exits the bedroom and walks along a hallway. No other persons are observed. D-6042: Hello? Anyone here? No response is heard. D-6042 reaches a landing and proceeds down a flight of stairs. There are framed photographs on the wall of the staircase. D-6042: Wow, even the same pictures. The photographs appear normal and are consistent with known information about D-6042's family. Background checks confirm the GPS location as D-6042's childhood residence. D-6042: Any of you guys here? Mom? The MTF reports the return of the current owners of the property (who are unrelated to D-6042). They are temporarily detained by the Foundation and later amnesticized. D-6042 reaches the base of the stairs, and enters a living area. Electric lights are operational, but curtains are drawn. D-6042: This is so weird. It's just like it was when I was growing up. I fell off that sofa when I was seven, sprained my wrist. Dr. Hallard: So everything is as you remember. D-6042: Yeah, although a lot quieter with no one here. But otherwise - oh, wait a second. Dr. Hallard: What is it? D-6042: That painting, on the far wall. I don't remember that. D-6042 crosses the living area. The picture on the wall resembles SCP-3515. D-6042: That's the painting from the test. I'm sure we didn't have this at home. Dr. Hallard: You haven't seen that picture before the test? Do you recall having a different painting on this wall when you were a child? D-6042: No, I don't remember. But I haven't seen this picture before today. I'm sure. Dr. Hallard: Could you please go a little nearer so we can see it close up? D-6042 approaches SCP-3515. The details of the picture appear unchanged. D-6042: Looks the same to me. Dr. Hallard: Thank you. Same for us. D-6042: Although… I can't say for sure, but maybe the noise is a little bit louder? Dr. Hallard: The digging sound? D-6042: Yes. Dr. Hallard: Okay, we'll make a note of that. Keep an eye out for any other differences. In the meantime, could you please open the curtains? We'd like to look outside. D-6042 pulls open the curtains. The exterior of the window is obscured. D-6042: Weird, it's like it's covered in mud, or like - D-6042 runs to the front door of the house, unlocks it, and attempts to pull it open. The door appears to be stuck in place. D-6042: <grunting> D-6042 pulls on the handle, leaning away from the door. Suddenly the door opens, the camera hitting the ground as D-6042 falls. D-6042: <yelling> Ah! Ow! D-6042 scrambles away from the door. The camera struggles to focus. D-6042: <panting> Shit, shit. Dr. Hallard: D-6042, talk to us. Are you injured? What's going on? D-6042: You can't see it? D-6042 walks back towards the front door. The space behind the open door is filled with dark soil. Dirt has spilled onto the floor of the house, and onto D-6042's jumpsuit. D-6042: What the hell? D-6042 reaches through the doorway, pulling at the dirt. Clumps of earth fall to the ground, and more dirt falls into the gap from above. There is no obvious limit to the volume of soil outside the door. D-6042 moves rapidly through the kitchen and other rooms, pulling aside curtains and opening windows where possible. The entire house appears to be surrounded by packed earth. D-6042: What the fuck? What the fuck! Dr. Hallard: Please try to remain calm, D- D-6042: <shouting> Fuck that! D-6042 runs upstairs and into the house's bedrooms, continuing to curse and ignoring instructions from the monitoring team. All upstairs windows are also blocked with earth. D-6042 appears increasingly agitated. D-6042 returns downstairs to the living area, picks up a wooden chair and throws it at the window. D-6042: <unintelligible yelling> The window breaks. Dark earth spills through the crack. D-6042 falls to a sitting position, breathing heavily. D-6042: <breathing heavily> You bastards. You fucking bastards. You buried me. Shortly afterward, D-6042 removed the camera and headset. The GPS tracking signal moved within the area of the house for several hours. Eventually, D-6042 returned to the living area and reattached the camera and headset, resuming contact with the monitoring team. <Elapsed time: 8:49:06> Dr. Hallard: Thank you for coming back - D-6042: Shut up. You have to get me out of here. I've looked everywhere I can, and it's the same. This whole place is covered in dirt. Doors, windows, I even checked the basement. And behind it there's just more dirt. So you have to get me out. Okay? Dr. Hallard: I can assure you that we're trying every approach we possibly can to - D-6042: No, dammit! You have to get me out! Not "try" - do it! <breathing deeply> Look, okay, I'm sorry. I'm trying to stay calm but I am not all right here. I need you to help. Dr. Hallard: We're going to help you. We will. D-6042: Please. Dr. Hallard: We will. Now, have you eaten? D-6042: <sniffing> Yeah, a little. There's stuff in the kitchen. Dr. Hallard: Something to drink? We thought we could hear the taps running? D-6042: Yeah. Dr. Hallard: Slept? D-6042: No. Dr. Hallard: It's probably a good idea if - D-6042: How long do I have? Dr. Hallard: I'm sorry? D-6042: Until I run out of air. How long until there's no more oxygen? Dr. Hallard: Well, it's more the carbon dioxide that you need to - D-6042: <shouting> How long? Dr. Hallard: Uh. Actually it should be quite a long time. The house is pretty large, so provided we keep the air ventilating, you should have enough for weeks, maybe. D-6042: Oh. Is that true? Dr. Taylor: I mean, yes, it should be. D-6042: So you'll get me out. Dr. Hallard: Yes, we will. But first, I think we should all get some sleep, and we'll come up with a new plan tomorrow. D-6042: I don't know. Dr. Hallard: We've got plenty of time. You have lots of food and water, and - and there's nothing there to interfere with you. Ideally, I'd like to try with you sleeping in the living room. D-6042: No! No. I don't want to sleep here. Dr. Hallard: Is it the picture? I know how you feel, but it's possible that falling asleep with it again will reverse the effect. D-6042: <silence> D-6042: Okay. I'll try. D-6042 slept for several hours in the living room. No change in situation was evident. The next day, the experimental team guided D-6042 through the house, confirming that all areas outside of the building were filled with soil of various types and consistencies. Samples were collected for testing. Attempts to use communication devices were unsuccessful. While all equipment was operational, telephone calls were not connected, other than to answering machines. The desktop computer was not able to be connected to the internet. The television could be viewed, but only pre-recorded programs were broadcast, with no live content. Following these tests, it was determined that D-6042 would attempt to tunnel upwards from the house using a garden shovel from the basement. D-6042 spent the remainder of the day collecting supplies from within the house, including food and battery-powered lighting. The monitoring team provided instruction on setting up a makeshift ventilation system to provide air circulation. On the next morning, D-6042 returned to a window in the attic to commence digging. <Elapsed time: 41:12:54> Dr. Hallard: Okay, switch the fans on as you go past. Good. Then start the hole at the top. Just below the top of the window. D-6042: <grunting> Dr. Hallard: Great. May as well just throw it back down the stairs. And then just keep going like that. We'll be here if you want to talk. D-6042: <panting> Jeez, this is going to take forever. Do I have to start from the top? Dr. Hallard: I know the angle is awkward, but it will get easier once you've started the tunnel. Doing it this way means you can keep that arch-shape at the top, which will be more stable. And it will help make sure you're always heading upwards, although we can use the spirit level for that once you've gotten going. D-6042: Okay, James - you know best. D-6042 made slow but steady progress on the tunnel during the day. D-6042's attitude during this period fluctuated between anger, withdrawal and a strong desire for conversation. When preparing to sleep that night, D-6042 watched television for several hours. Digging resumed on the second day. <Elapsed time: 69:44:18> D-6042 is at the end of the tunnel, shovelling heavy clay onto a toboggan used to transport it back to the attic. On the next strike, the shovel blade makes a sharp noise. D-6042: I hit something! James! Dr. Hallard: I'm here. What is it? D-6042: I hit something. There's something hard here. D-6042 leans forward and pulls at the tunnel face with both hands. Lumps of clay fall, revealing a white shape. D-6042: Can you see this James? Dr. Hallard: Yes, we see it. Further digging reveals the shape as a long bone. D-6042 pulls away. D-6042: Shit, that's a bone. Shit. Dr. Hallard: That's okay. You'd expect bones underground, wouldn't you. D-6042: No. No no no. That's not right. It's not right James, do you know why? I've been digging and digging, but there's nothing here. No worms, no bugs, nothing that lives underground. No moles, nothing. So if they aren't here, why is there a bone? Dr. Hallard: Let's take a closer look at it, okay - see what we can learn about it. D-6042: <breathing deeply> Right. All right. D-6042 pulls away dirt from around the bone, moving down its length. A large chunk of clay comes loose at the base, revealing the bones of a human foot. D-6042: Oh fuck! I told you. Fuck. D-6042 scrambles back out of the tunnel and into the house. The monitoring team's attempts to discuss the situation are ignored, and the headset is abandoned for some time. After approximately two hours, D-6042 is observed walking past the headset and into the tunnel, carrying the shovel. Forty-five minutes later, D-6042 returns to the attic and reattaches the headset. D-6042: I told you. Are you there? Dr. Hallard: Yes, we're here. What did you tell us? D-6042: I'll show you. This place is - I'll show you. D-6042 returns to the tunnel. Halfway along its length, the side of the tunnel shows signs of recent digging, forming a shallow branch at an angle to the main tunnel. Two bones protrude from the earth at knee height. They appear similar to human radius and ulna. D-6042: See? Do you see that? D-6042 uses the shovel to move the loose dirt on the tunnel floor. A series of smaller bones are observed, presumed to be human carpal, metacarpal and phalanges. D-6042: Tell me what the fuck is going on? Dr. Hallard: I can't. I'm sorry, I don't know what this is. We're doing our best. D-6042: Your best? D-6042 swings the shovel hard into the tunnel face at shoulder height, digging erratically. A sharp scraping sound is heard. D-6042 swings again, and a large clump of earth falls. As it hits the tunnel floor, it breaks open, revealing a second human hand, partially decomposed. There is a sound of dry retching, and D-6042 retreats from the tunnel. Laboured breathing is heard for several minutes. Dr. Hallard: D-6042? Buddy? Are you okay? D-6042: <softly> Please. You need to do more. I can't. Dr. Hallard: We're doing it. We can see your GPS signal - when you're in the tunnel, at the other end, it's coming from in the garden. We have a team coming - they're going to start digging down towards you. We'll get you out. D-6042: Please. You have to. Dr. Hallard: We will. But we need you to keep digging up towards us. We'll see on the camera what you're seeing, and we can use that to see how close we are to finding you. D-6042: No. No more. Not today. Dr. Hallard: Okay, that's okay. We'll start again tomorrow. D-6042 spent the rest of the day eating and sitting near the television. Early on the following morning, as D-6042 was climbing to the tunnel entrance, the lights in the house lost power. <Elapsed time: 88:20:44> D-6042: Jesus! Shit! Can you still hear me? Dr. Hallard: I'm still here. D-6042: What's going on? What happened? Dr. Hallard: We don't know yet, but we can go down to the living room and - D-6042: No! I'm not going down there. I'm getting out! Dr. Hallard: Okay, I hear you. See if you can find the lamp, at least. D-6042 climbs up and enters the tunnel, digging rapidly. D-6042 speaks rarely, working in short bursts and resting on the tunnel floor. On several occasions, the tunneling disturbs bones or decomposing human remains. These are either covered in loose dirt by D-6042 or ignored entirely. The monitoring team estimates that the total remains uncovered to date comprise at least twelve individuals. After several hours, the shovel blade strikes something hard at the tunnel base. D-6042: <grunting> Uh. Piece of… Dr. Hallard: D-6042, we really need to see what this is. Please. D-6042: Why? Huh, why? Dr. Hallard: It might be something we can use to help you get out. D-6042: Right. D-6042 digs deeper into the floor of the tunnel, exposing a decomposing human torso with several exposed ribs. Further along is a head, with some flesh and hair remaining. Dr. Hallard: That's good. Could you go a little closer, please? D-6042: God, it smells. How will this help? Dr. Hallard: Perhaps we can work out how they were buried. It could tell us how close you are to the surface. Can you pick up the head please? D-6042: I don't want to touch it. Dr. Hallard: Come on, it won't hurt you. I really need you to do this. D-6042: You need me to do this? You need me? Fuck you, James. Fuck you! I need you to get! Me! Out! D-6042 hits the corpse repeatedly with the flat of the shovel, smashing the bones. D-6042: <shouting> Is that okay? Is that helpful? Fuck you! D-6042 resumes digging erratically, no longer stopping to transport loose dirt from the tunnel. The incline of D-6042's tunnelling has increased. When an arm is exposed and hangs from the tunnel ceiling, D-6042 hacks at it with the shovel until it falls, and leaves it behind to be covered in earth as digging continues. After several hours, the shovel again strikes something hard near the tunnel roof. D-6042 digs further, exposing what appears to be a long tree root. D-6042 ceases digging and remains looking up at the root. Dr. Hallard: Hey, that's a good sign. D-6042 does not respond. Dr. Hallard: It should mean that you're getting near the surface. If you get a bit closer, we can try to work out how near. D-6042: <whispering> No. It's not - I don't like it. It's not right. Dr. Hallard: What's wrong? It looks normal. D-6042: <whispering> No. No. Dr. Hallard makes contact with the digging team. The team has reached a depth of twenty metres. The excavation appears normal, with no signs of human remains. There are no large trees in the vicinity of D-6042's childhood house. D-6042 continues digging at the face of the tunnel for several more hours without food or water. Several further tree roots are exposed in the tunnel ceiling, as well as a disembodied leg, wrapped in scraps of material. D-6042 continues, avoiding contact with the tree roots. After fourteen hours of activity, monitoring staff attempt to intervene. Dr. Hallard: Hey? I know you're ignoring us, but you need to stop. You need rest, and food. You need to sleep. D-6042: I need to get out. Dr. Hallard: Yes, but you can't dig if you're exhausted. You'll do better if you rest. D-6042: I don't want to. Dr. Hallard: Just a break then. We can talk. D-6042: Okay. D-6042 sits on the tunnel floor. Dr. Hallard: Doesn't it feel better to take a break? D-6042: I am pretty tired. Dr. Hallard: Fair enough. You've made good progress today, despite it all. D-6042: Yeah. Dr. Hallard: Tell me, what would you like as your first meal, when you get back? D-6042: I don't know. Dr. Hallard: Well what sort of food do you like? Pizza? A burger? D-6042: Burger. With cheese. Dr. Hallard: Nice. D-6042: Could I get McDonalds, do you think? A quarter pounder? Dr. Hallard: I'm sure we can arrange that. Just tell us what you'd like. D-6042: I'm getting hungry. D-6042 returns to the tunnel entrance to collect food and water, and eats. Dr. Hallard: Tomorrow, you'll be ready to go again. D-6042: Uh-huh. Dr. Hallard: Shall we head back down tonight? Back to your bed? D-6042: No. Dr. Hallard: It's probably better if you can. From an air circulation perspective. D-6042: No! I'm not going back down there. Dr. Hallard: All right. Well stay out here near the entrance, at least. D-6042 switches off the battery-powered lamp. The tunnel and the attic are dark and silent. D-6042: How long has it been, James? Dr. Hallard: Four days. D-6042: Oh. I'm sorry about yelling. Dr. Hallard: It's okay. Don't think about that. Think about what you'll do when you're back. D-6042: Mmm. James, I've been thinking about the tree. Dr. Hallard: Which tree? D-6042: The one in the picture. I've been thinking about it a lot. I didn't tell you. I'm sorry. Dr. Hallard: That's okay. D-6042: <softly> All the time, while I'm digging. I think about the picture, and the noise, and the tree. I think the tree hates me. It hates me. Dr. Hallard: It's all right. You're all right. Don't worry. We're here. D-6042: I'm sorry. Dr. Hallard: Maybe it's our team you can hear? Digging from above? That could be a good sign. D-6042: Maybe. D-6042 falls asleep for a few hours, before waking with a start. D-6042: What? Who's there? Dr. Hallard: I'm here - Dr. Hallard. D-6042: Oh, hi James. Dr. Hallard: It's still early, you could go back to sleep. D-6042: No. I'm getting out. D-6042 turns on the lantern, takes the shovel and resumes digging. Human remains are uncovered frequently. <Elapsed time: 109:12:16> D-6042: God, it smells. Why are there so many bodies? Dr. Hallard: I don't know. Perhaps you're below a graveyard? That would be a good sign - the surface would be close. D-6042: <laughing> A good sign? Below a graveyard? <laughing> Dr. Hallard: Come on, buddy. D-6042: <laughing> Come on buddy. Come on, bodies. Let's all dig together. Dig, dig, dig. Oh look, a boot. Anyone need a boot? Looks like a good one. I'm sure I can get the foot out. Hey, James, you need a boot? D-6042 continues to dig, depositing body parts on the tunnel floor as they are dug up. D-6042: Another arm! How many is that so far? How many more to come? How many - There is a sudden heavy noise, and the lantern is extinguished, leaving only D-6042's headlamp. D-6042: No! Dr. Hallard: What's going on? Talk to me. D-6042: Shit, it fell. It fell James. The headlamp moves rapidly, but reveals that the tunnel behind D-6042 has collapsed and filled with earth. The lantern has been buried, and the tunnel blocked. D-6042: Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck - Dr. Hallard: Stay calm. You can do this. You just have to dig your way back through the collapsed section, so you can get through to - D-6042: No! I can't go back. Dr. Hallard: You have to, buddy. You need to dig back to the house. There's not enough air where you are. D-6042: <sobbing> Help me. Dr. Hallard: I'm trying, but you have to do this, okay? D-6042 begins to shovel loose earth from the top of the collapsed section. More earth falls from above, together with a human leg in the early stages of decomposition. The leg is clothed in grey rags. D-6042: Oh god. <retching> D-6042 continues digging at the collapsed section, forming a low hole. This hole appears stable, but dirt continues to fall from the ceiling of the remaining tunnel. Dr. Hallard: Hurry. There is another loud noise from behind D-6042. The camera turns. More of the tunnel roof has collapsed, reducing the remaining tunnel to a few metres in length. Dr. Hallard: Come on. Keep digging. The camera turns abruptly upwards, and D-6042 gasps. Where the tunnel roof has fallen in, a series of thin tree roots have been exposed. Above, there is no dirt. The tree roots extend upwards into empty blackness as far as the headlamp's light can reach. D-6042 drops the shovel. D-6042: <whimpering> Dr. Hallard: Wait. We need to - D-6042 scrambles into the low hole dug in the first collapsed section, and crawls forward, pulling dirt away manually. Attempts by the monitoring team to communicate are ignored. D-6042 continues digging forward slowly, surrounded by earth. D-6042's camera view shows dirt on all sides, and the microphone records rapid breathing. Dr. Hallard: Try to stay calm. Slower breaths, okay. D-6042 continues digging forwards, ignoring communications from the monitoring team. The hole remains narrow and low. D-6042's hands appears to be bleeding in several places. After approximately thirty minutes, D-6042 jerks to a stop. D-6042: My foot! Something's got my foot! D-6042 attempts to look back, but the hole is too cramped to turn. D-6042: Help! It's got me! Dr. Hallard: Are you sure? It could just be the dirt. Or more tree roots? D-6042: Aaugh! D-6042 squirms, twisting to face upwards. D-6042: I can't see. It's got my foot! The camera moves wildly, but nothing can be seen on D-6042's foot. D-6042 appears to be hyperventilating. D-6042: I have to get out! D-6042 begins clawing at the roof of the hole, attempting to dig directly upwards. Dirt falls directly onto the camera Dr. Hallard: Hey, you can't - please listen to me - you have to go forward - the air - it won't - D-6042 makes no response, continuing to dig upwards. The digging exposes grey fabric in the soil above. As more earth falls, it reveals a human torso covered in a grey jumpsuit. D-6042: No! Dr. Hallard: What is it? D-6042: It's me. That's my clothes. That was my boot before. They're all me. Dr. Hallard: That doesn't make any sense - D-6042: Aaaah! D-6042 scratches at the clothing on the roof of the tunnel. As the torso is exposed, a partially obscured number is visible on the chest of the jumpsuit. D-6042 continues to claw frantically at the sides and roof of the hole, exposing the head of the corpse. The corpse's face appears to resemble that of D-6042. D-6042: <screaming> D-6042 attempts to roll over, away from the dead face. As D-6042 moves, there is a loud noise, and the corpse falls from above, together with a large volume of earth. D-6042 is knocked down. When the camera re-focuses, the head of the corpse is directly in front of the lens, with packed soil visible above it. The corpse appears to have fallen on top of D-6042, collapsing the tunnel and burying D-6042. The camera does not move. Dr. Hallard: Can you hear me? D-6042: <rapid, shallow breathing> Dr. Hallard: Can you move? D-6042: <whimpering> Dr. Hallard: It's okay, buddy. I'm sorry. It's okay. After approximately 30 minutes, D-6042 makes noises consistent with suffering convulsions due to hypercapnia. After a further 8 minutes, no further sounds are audible from D-6042. The digging team continues excavation for a further two hours, reaching a depth of approximately 50 metres. No unusual results are observed. The team ceases work. D-6042's camera and light continue operation for another 123 hours before running out of battery. Analysis of the final five hours of film has identified sounds consistent with muffled digging, slowly growing louder. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3515" by psul, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3515. 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: tree7.jpg Author: Zhange License: CC BY-SA 3.0 |
SCP-3516 | safe | Item #: SCP-3516 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3516 is to be kept in a locked box at Site 77. When not in use for testing, both wheels of SCP-3516 are to be locked using a standard bike lock. When using SCP-3516, no protective equipment is to be issued to the rider. Testing of SCP-3516 may only be done outdoors, and may not come within 50 meters of any essential mechanisms of the site. Observers are required to stand behind a screen of protective glass at all times when testing SCP-3516. Riders of SCP-3516 are to be equipped with a metal rod to jam between the spokes of the front wheel in the likelihood of superficial injuries occurring. At least one medical personnel must be present for every test. Description: SCP-3516 is a red bicycle, specifically the 1982 Schwinn Predator model. Flame symbols are crudely painted alongside the body of the bicycle in acrylic paint. Two spokes on the front wheel are bent, and five on the back wheel. The entire bicycle shows signs of age and wear, but still functions normally. When any human subject begins to ride SCP-3516, the anomalous abilities of SCP-3516 will activate. Regardless of current situation or speed, the subject will experience feelings of excitement and increased levels of adrenaline, similar to those experienced when on a roller coaster or other method of thrill-based entertainment. The subject will also become increasingly accident-prone as time goes on, with an estimated additional 8% chance of falling off of or crashing SCP-3516 for every minute passed. 90% of subjects are observed to have an accident within 10 minutes of beginning to ride SCP-3516. It should be noted that regardless of the severity of the crash, SCP-3516 will show either minimal damage or no damage. Experimentation has proven that it may be damaged outside of crashes. Once the subject has fallen off of or otherwise crashed SCP-3516, SCP-3516's secondary ability will manifest. The severity of damage caused to the surroundings of SCP-3516, which may or may not include the rider, will be far greater than what is normally possible from the impact, with collision speeds as low as 30 kph releasing upwards of 22,000 newtons. Impacted objects will also show decreased stability, breaking under forces that they would normally withstand. The final aspect of SCP-3516's anomalous abilities concern any injuries sustained by the rider over the course of the crash. The severity of the injuries, including those extrapolated upon by the secondary ability of SCP-3516, is effectively inverted. Wounds that would normally be life-threatening or fatal will instead seem to have no effect on the subject's health, and may be easily recuperated from. Small or minor wounds, however, will prove to be devastating, with a skinned knee being sufficient to knock the subject unconscious and taking weeks of intense care to heal. If the subject managed to sustain no injuries over the course of the crash, no anomalous abilities will activate. SCP-3516 Testing Log: Test SCP-3516-12 Subjects: D-10334 Experiment Director: Dr. Sambre Procedure: D-10334 is equipped with a bicycle helmet and is instructed to ride SCP-3516 into a concrete wall. Observed impact speed is 28 kph. Experiment is overviewed by Dr. Sambre. Results: The front tire of SCP-3516 lodges 13 cm deep into the wall, and D-10334 is bucked headfirst over the handlebars and into the wall, where the helmet splits in two and D-10334 shatters 2 vertebrae, suffers several skull fractures and a ruptured trachea. After 8 seconds, subject stands up and complains of dizziness. Full recovery is made in 20 hours after subject is issued a single bandage and a mild painkiller. Test SCP-3516-17 Subjects: D-12708 Experiment Director: Researcher Passarelli Procedure: D-12708 is instructed to ride SCP-3516 off of an 8-meter drop onto a concrete surface. D-12708 is not issued any protective equipment, as doing so has proven futile. Results: Upon impact, SCP-3516 bounces roughly 20 meters and injures Researcher Passarelli, dislodging D-12708 in the process. The left arm and leg of D-12708 are dislocated upon impact, and two toes are broken. D-12708 reports reduced feelings of discomfort and pain while injured and during the relocation process. Broken toes heal over the course of 4 days. Notes: "I'm making changes to containment procedures. One of the pedals knocked out three of my teeth." - Researcher Passarelli Test SCP-3516-20 Subjects: D-10980, Agent ██████ Experiment Director: Dr. █████ Procedure: D-10980 is instructed to ride SCP-3516 in a straight line. As she is doing so, Agent ██████ is to shoot D-10980 in the leg with a sniper rifle. Results: D-10980 is successfully shot, and falls off of SCP-3516. The injuries sustained from the crash are easily treated, but the gunshot wound shows no anomalous properties. Notes: "This confirms that SCP-3516's effects only apply to the injuries sustained in the crash, or at least those caused by riding it. Shame, otherwise we could've potentially used it to facilitate healing by purposely injuring prior patients, as stupid as that sounds." - Dr. █████ Test SCP-3516-21 Subjects: D-20039 Experiment Director: Dr. █████ Procedure: D-20039 is instructed to ride SCP-3516 in a straight line. While doing this, they will pass over several buried high-yield landmines. D-20039 has not been informed of the landmines. Results: The landmines are successfully detonated. SCP-3516 is not damaged aside from slight degradation of the paint, and D-20039 is blown into multiple pieces. However, each individual piece of D-20039 did not die, and were able to be surgically joined together again. Afterwards, D-20039 did not show any lingering anomalous abilities. Notes: "That was gruesome, but easily the most impressive demonstration of SCP-3516's abilities to date. There may not BE an upper limit to the level of damage it can invert, as long as SCP-3516 is mostly responsible for causing it. Even the portions of D-20039's body we couldn't recover regenerated once the rest were assembled." - Dr. █████ Test SCP-3516-28 Subjects: D-10802 Experiment Director: Researcher ███████ Procedure: D-10802 is to ride SCP-3516 past a pricker bush. Results: As D-10802 bikes past, a single thorn grazes his leg, leaving a small scratch. D-10802 immediately expires. Autopsy reveals the cause of death as simultaneous cessation of all bodily functions. Notes: "And here we see the opposite end of the spectrum." - Researcher ███████ Test SCP-3516-33 Subjects: D-10065 Experiment Director: Researcher ███████ Procedure: D-10065, while riding SCP-3516, is dropped out of an airplane at ██ kilometers. Results: [DATA EXPUNGED] Notes: Jesus Christ. - Researcher ███████ Recovery: SCP-3516 was brought to the Foundation's attention and subsequently recovered on 4/15/2002, when a terrorist thought to be operating alongside [REDACTED] rode SCP-3516 into the middle of a freeway, resulting in ███ casualties and ██ fatalities. While this normally would not have been enough to warrant further investigation, eyewitness reports of a man reattaching several severed limbs before biking out of the crater caused by a gas tanker exploding, seemingly perfectly unharmed. Field agents gave pursuit, following the trail of destruction caused by SCP-3516's effects, and SCP-3516 was eventually secured when the rider suffered a slight scrape from a pebble being kicked up towards their face by the tires, and subsequently expired. Class C amnestics were issued to aid in coverup, and the damage was explained to have been caused by a string of terrorist bombings. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3516" by IAmTheOoga, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3516. 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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