Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe/Euclid/Keter (indicate which class)
Special Containment Procedures: [Paragraphs explaining the procedures]
Description: [Paragraphs explaining the description]
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to remain in a standard size
Description: SCP-xxxx appears to be a single specimen of Mugil cephalus, commonly known as the Flathead grey mullet. SCP-XXXX does not Although the species naturally thrives in saltwater, SCP-XXXX often coming up to the surface to breathe, this discomfort lessened by an aeration system. the object's main anomalous properties manifest once the object is removed from submersion in saltwater, in which after X time passes, it appears to expire. upon expiration, scp-xxxx transmutes/transforms into a x old height caucasian male. records have shown that he is (name, illegal whaler for x years, controls a whaling thing kills many cetaceans captures them for parks, etc.)
scp-xxxx often appears to be in agitated, shows signs of extreme hydrophobia and -seaphobia- , and referring to its inert state as "stuffing my mind in a bottle" (See Addendum-xxxx-a
- after X hours of retaining its humanoid form, all body parts of fish or sea creatures, within an X radius- thereby being referred to as scp-xxxx-2 - resume life signs and begin to attempt to move towards scp-xxxx. upon reaching their target, instances of scp-xxxx-2 will release high-pitched vocalizations similar to species of the genus cetacea, including whalesong, dolphin noises, and those of scp-####. the radius of scp-xxxx-1's effect will increase exponentially per hour it is in its humanoid form
it is possible to return scp-xxxx to its inactive state upon complete submersion in saline water, resulting in asphyxiation and the transmutation of scp-xxxx to its fish form. upon return to its inert state, all instances of scp-xxxx-2 will cease life signs.
addendum-xxxx-a:
interview with scp-xxxx
addendum-xxxxx-b:
he called himself the king of the ocean so we made him a fish, hahahahaha. it's funny because he's a fish, prey, he can't breathe and it hurts him and he is one of the hunted now hahahahaha he killed too many of us. if he tries to escape ALL THOSE HE MURDERED WILL DRAG HIM BACK TO THE DEPTHS OF THE SALT ABYSS AND HE WILL HEAR THEIR SCREAMS hahahaha don't worry, we won't kill your kind as revenge. we're not harsh hahahahaha we don't know what to do with him now. he suffers, either way, and we heard you like keeping things, so here he is. don't let him go. we'd rather not our existence be known by your kind, and it's tiring to keep snipping away their memories. so here :)
Item #: SCP-xxxx
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures:Instances of SCP-xxxx are to be stored in a 275 m2xqxq saltwater aquarium. The salinity of the water within the tank must be kept at 35ppt
Description: SCP-xxxx is an organism genetically identical with homo sapiens that has been physically altered through unknown means to resemble a member of infraorder Cetacea. Further examination of SCP-xxxx reveals that SCP-xxxx possesses organ systems identical to that of humans, yet has undergone extreme changes to its skeletal and muscular systems. These changes include lengthened arm bones similar to flippers, enlarged and elongated cranium and the fusion of the leg bones seemingly to mimic a flipper.
when in water, cetaceans attack and eat parts of scp-xxxx, yet seem to do this in order to cause it pain
MAIN GIST: it's a guy who was transformed into a dolphin, tusk-esque. suffers from saltwater sores, keeps lacking oxygen, incapable of half-sleeping, suffers from muscle cramps, etc. he experiences the physical transformation painfully, but other humans perceive him as a normal dolphin. when out of water, he transforms into a normal human. in dolphin form, he has purely animal instincts and is trapped in the mind of a dull, savage creature that all other cetaceans hate and torture. he is aware of himself but only has limited control of his cetacean body.
There are several instances of this scp, all of which were once whalers, owners of seaworld, etc.
The multiverses are our oceans and our playground do not harm our lesser kind honestly screw you, Foundation, you could've helped them
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: All dolphin drive hunting activity is to be monitored, giving priority to activity in the vicinity of the Faroe islands, Solomon Islands, and Japan, especially in Taiji, Wakayama (See Document LO-XXXX for a complete list of locations of SCP-XXXX discovery)
All reports of missing persons directly or indirectly associated with drive hunts, whaling, or previously employed in marine mammal parks are to be investigated.
Instances of SCP-XXXX are to be tagged with satellite tracking devices, released and monitored. Instances of SCP-XXXX are to be captured and retagged every X months.
Description: SCP-XXXX is the collective designation of ███ organisms that have been physically modified through unknown means to loosely resemble Orcaella brevirostris1. SCP-XXXX possesses a significantly smaller cranium compared to non-anomalous approximately the average size and shape of a human skull
- A narrower scapula, and a smaller, tighter ribcage
- narrower scapula, closed ribcage with only two floating ribs, smaller cranium, significantly smaller melon composed of fat, smaller lungs, contracted digestive system, thicker pelvis and inflexible lower tail. pronounced joint approximately halfway down the tail in place of nth verterbrae. stubby dorsal fin made of bone.
- non-rubbery skin, thicker hair follicles,
Due to the unnatural physical composition of SCP-XXXX, specimens commonly experience saltwater sores, infections, broken vertebrae, chafing, DNA samples taken from SCP-XXXX are identical to human DNA.
As of the time of this writing, XXXX specimens of SCP-XXXX have been found to be a genetic match with several well-known individuals. One While instances of SCP-XXXX are sentient, capable of understanding speech, and capable of producing clicking sounds used in morse code, only SCP-XXXX-a and SCP-XXXX-d show interest in speaking to Foundation personnel. (See Addendum XXXX-1 and -2)
humans who have undergone significant anomalous physical alterations. Instances of SCP-XXXX are typically human males, most of which have been identified as originating from nations where whaling or drive hunting is common.
Naecatec - ectoentropic, extradimensional, spacetime, telekinetic, cetacean,
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Sir?
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May I please have your attention?
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Oh, good, yes. Yes. Would you mind taking your attention off that mind-numbing blue screen for a moment? Turn away from that paperwork too. Seriously. Look at it- a towering pile of obligations, responsibilities forced on you by your higher-ups. Bet it weighs ten pounds.
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Take a breather, go on. Rest your eyes. Look at me. You can do that later. Come on.
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…
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Oh, honestly are all you folk so obsessed over your tedious little jobs? I'm just dropping by to ask something. It won't take a minute. You've got plenty of time, Doctor. There's always time for a bit of relaxation. Put that task off for a little bit.
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My name? Oh… Tina. Pronounced tee-nay. Nice and short. Not my actual name, obviously - that one's far too tiring to pronounce. Now, that thing you're working on… that can wait.
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Hm? World importance? Oh, it can wait, it can wait, surely. Trust me - my sister Effie's all about work. Never did her any good. She keeps this certain place running, this place that tries to keep the world safe. In the end, it doesn't quite matter. Prolonging the inevitable.
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Yes, yes, exactly. Why take a break later when you can do it now?
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Of course you can take a moment, rest a bit - that work won't get up and fly away. The world won't spontaneously explode if you take a break. Check your fingertips, all calloused with all that tapping at that keyboard. Put down that pen. Doesn't your hand feel cramped? See, look at those callouses, those red marks where the pen's dug into your skin.
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Put down the pen.
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Yes, now-
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Goodness, how many hours do you spend in that chair? You appear molded into it. Can you even get up? A nice coffee break - that would be quite the thing, wouldn't it? Sounds relaxing, definitely. Let's get out of this terrible office. Take a walk. A walk would be good for you, trust me. Walking clears your mind, doesn't it?
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Ahhh, here we are at last. A nice change of view, these clean white halls. It's a relief to get away from those red warning signs, those headache-inducing flashing lights, those voices screaming in your ears. Don't worry, the problem will fix itself. All of them do, anyway.
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Oh, and about the thing I was going to ask you. See, look here, on my neck. A beautiful piece of jewelry, I know. Pretty little gemstones - you won't find them in just any physical realm - ah, I meant, place.
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What I meant by that? Worry about that later.
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Anywaaay.
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As you can see, one of the gemstones are missing. It's a special one. A peculiar little gemstone. Have you, by any chance, seen it?
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Ah. I see.
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Well, thank you so much for your help, Doctor. You can go back to dealing with that Keter breach. My sister will be along soon to… encourage you.
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Off to Dr. Vang, I suppose.
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What's that? Oh, you'll regret this all right. Heh.
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You'll just regret it later.