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Four instances of SCP-1563 that have wrapped themselves around wooden posts.

Item #: SCP-1563

Object Class: Safe Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: Specimens of SCP-1563 are contained in a sealed vivarium at Bio-Containment Site 84 built to emulate a temperate forest environment, and ten Odocoileus virginianus (White Tailed Deer) are to be released into the cell on a weekly basis. Any further specimens of SCP-1563 found in the wild are to be terminated. (See Addendum-1)

Description: SCP-1563 is a predatory organism resembling plastic property boundary markers commonly used in rural areas. Specimens of SCP-1563 usually exhibit pink coloration (with orange and blue coloration being recently discovered), though more types of coloration are thought to exist. SCP-1563 has very durable and sharp tooth-like structures measuring 1.5 mm covering the ventral side of its body. These teeth are used to puncture the skin of its prey.

SCP-1563 exhibits behavior of ambush predators, attaching itself to trees or other standing wooden structures. When a prey animal passes by, SCP-1563 will detach and leap onto its target, then wrap around its prey's neck and strangle it to death before puncturing its neck using sharp teeth and feeding on its blood. SCP-1563's preferred prey appears to be Odocoileus virginianus (White-Tailed Deer) and as such poses minimal threat to humans unless provoked or malnourished. SCP-1563 is able to survive for at most two weeks without nourishment.

SCP-1563 has two organs; a small capillary system which is presumably used to process and distribute the consumed blood throughout the body, and the aforementioned teeth, which are structured so that when blood is introduced onto the surface of the teeth, the blood will diffuse into a set of capillaries located immediately under the first layer of the teeth. SCP-1563's mean of locomotion is unknown, as no muscle tissues have been discovered. By extension, the means by which SCP-1563 circulates blood is also unknown, if circulation occurs at all.

SCP-1563 has an extremely durable cell structure composed of what appears to be a 'double'-cell wall - this 'double-cell wall' is literally two cell walls; one inner cell wall, and one outer cell wall (both in addition to the cell membrane) which forms a tight bond with adjacent cells. It is hypothesized that this double cell wall is used to help SCP-1563 stay together when attacking prey, so that they are not easily torn. SCP-1563 reproduces asexually. The specimen will split itself in two, and hunt smaller prey such as rabbits until it grows to a sufficient size. At that point, it will resume hunting White-Tailed Deer.

SCP-1563 will occasionally secrete a yellowish-brown substance, presumably waste. The excretions halt approximately 1-2 hours after they begin.

It should be noted that on touch, there is no discernible difference between SCP-1563 and a plastic property marker.

SCP-1563 came to the Foundation's attention following multiple reports of deer strangled using property markers in ████████ ██████, Virginia. Undercover Foundation agents investigating the incidents were able to identify the anomalous entity responsible, and a containment team was able to secure several specimens and transport them to Temporary-Storage Site ██.

1403 days since the Flood

I fucking hate this boat. Why the fuck did the shitty Foundation keep the item if they knew it would cause this? I’m so tired… but I suppose I should go into detail, if anyone reads this.
So, apparently there was this secret organization dedicated to containing paranormal objects. Well, one of those objects fucking absorbed all water in its vicinity. They called it PCI-402 or some shit. Doesn’t matter to anyone, anyway. Well, guess what? Its effect reversed. It was a cold winter day, just before Thanksgiving's weekend was about to start. I wanna say it was the 23rd? I can’t really remember. Shit, I was really looking forward to Thanksgiving…

The world found out about it when the entire continent of Australia was flooded with water, and some people were dying with some new disease. Scientists said it was “similar to bacteria, with alien biology.” Well, the Foundation had no choice but to come out. They knew they couldn’t keep themselves secret any longer. Anyway, they have this strict policy of “we contain, not destroy.” Well, the fucking idiots didn’t destroy the item. They didn’t even relocate it off-planet. They just let it flood the world. Eventually, Asia, Africa, Europe, South America, and Mexico were flooded. It was slowly approaching the U.S. and Canada. Actually, it was approaching “The Coalition of North America,” because the U.S. and Canada decided it would be a good idea to unionize. How the fuck would that have helped the situation? Anyway, the west coast and the south were flooded, first. A day after Thanksgiving, the entire world was flooded with water. And that was when the shitty Foundation decided to send 402 off world. How they did it? I don’t really give a shit.

But, thanks to some of the engineers who actually valued human lives, we have these crudely built boats, which hold about 1000 of us each.

But I’m not dumb. Anything can erode, even metal. It might take a while, but the bottom of the boats will rust away, and we’ll sink. And we’ll all die.

I’m so tired of eating fish.

Ah, yes. Where is the Foundation now? They’re still fucking trying to contain shit. On boats above where Australia was. Apparently it’s a restricted zone. I heard they had thousands of paranormal objects, but since the flood, they’ve only managed to keep 200 of them. Yeah, real nice job, fuckheads. But, I can’t fully discredit them. They’re trying. Apparently, they have this disease that makes you adapt to your surroundings. Well, they’re doing human experimentation. Infecting people with the disease, then just dropping them into the ocean. They have had little success with that, as I’ve heard.

I’ve made the Foundation sound like the bad guys. It’s wrong of me to do that, but they really fucked us over with that little stunt. A lot of people have been joining anti-Foundation organizations. The only one I remember the name of is the Global Occult Coalition, but I know there are other less prominent groups. Y’know, cause their bases of op were fucking flooded. So it really just comes down to the GOC and the Foundation, because they were the only two groups smart and rich enough to build buoyant bases. Honestly, I can’t say who I’d choose to side with. They both sound pretty bad, but at the same time, they both have good principles. It’s a hard decision. Like choosing between saving your Mom or your Dad…

Not like I’d have the choice, anyway. Our boat group is ruled by a shitty dictator. He was born in Finland. He doesn’t let us do shit. One meal a day. 7 o’ clock curfew. Limited one hour computer access.

The shitty part about it? I can’t run. I can’t fucking swim 30 miles or more to the nearest boat group. That’s probably why he feeds us so little, so that we don’t have the energy to do some shit like that.

Want some more fun facts? There’re 11 boats in our boat group, ruled by one asshole dictator. Our water filtering plant is shitty, so at least two to three people a day die from drinking alien-bacteria infected water. It’s a risk, just living.

I'd sigh, but it'd look uncanny to write it on a document like this.

There is one sliver of hope, though. Apparently there's still some land existing, up… down? In Antarctica. All the water froze, and there's some society living there. I'd kill to get onto solid land. The boat is exhausting to live on. I don't care if there's another shitty dictator in Antarctica, I would jump at the chance to live there. Maybe they have actual meat. I wonder if polar bear is good? Penguins?

Enough of me rambling. I'm going to seal this document after dinner, that way it won't get damaged when this sink finally gets swallowed in the sea.


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