The door opened promptly and the interviewer entered.
"Ah, didn't know Agent Smith was tracking me. Neo is down the hall if you need him." He simply stared and sat down opposite of Aiden.
"Not in the mood for laughs? That's cool, I always am regardless." He fiddled with his boot laces.
"Were you briefed on my arrival?" The man in black pulled out a brief case and set it on the round table.
"Nope, was told a monochromatic man was asking for me. Is it an assignment you're offering?"
"No." He opened the case and removed a yellow folder. "Recently at one of our testing facilities there was an issue with the computers. A massive data corruption occurred in an unrelated incident, I'm just here to fill in the blanks on a few of their projects." He passed the folder to Aiden.
"Do you recognize this?" He asked.
Aiden opened the folder to reveal one sheet of paper.
Project: SCP-A5 "Ironman"
Project Start Date: 05/23/1997
Estimated Cost: $153,000,000
Project Goal:
To construct a near indestructible powered suit of armor, designed purely for SCP/POI detainment or elimination.
Research Team Lead: Dr. Acker
Assistant Leads: Dr. Morris, Dr. Jay
Requested Resources:
- 25 fl. oz of SCP-006
- SCP-018
- 12 Ti 6al-4v Grade 5 Titanium bars 6 yearly hauls of SCP-143
- 3 members of Mobile Task Force Λ-6
- Materials necessary to assemble a testing facility.
- 10 square km of deserted land
- 1 C-17 Globemaster
- 15 adult humans (D-Class) for testing purposes.
Project Details:
SCP-A5's internal framework will be similar in design to LIFESUIT XII, created previously by DARPA. The outside frame will be constructed of New Magnesium alloy with SCP-143 filling in the majority of the gaps. This will allow for an extremely durable suit capable of withstanding heavy fire.
The suits primary source of power will be SCP-018. A recent breakthrough in Prometheus Labs allowed the engineers to create a harness capable of absorbing the kinetic energy of SCP-018, to a near limitless degree. The harness will convert this kinetic energy to power SCP-A5 and a back-up battery, should SCP-018 be disconnected.
Three members of Mobile Task Force Λ-6 will be picked to undergo physical changes in order to survive the stress of operating SCP-A5. To endure the suits strain on the human body the three chosen members will consume modified samples of SCP-006. This will permit them to regenerate lost tissue at an accelerated rate, allowing for continuous usage of SCP-A5.
Once construction of SCP-A5 has been completed a three month training and testing period with MTF Λ-6 will begin. Should the results be favorable then SCP-A5 will be an official part of the MTF Λ-6 Armory.
Aiden examined it thoroughly. "You missed a spot."
"Hm?" The agent adjusted his glasses.
"One of the numbers is incorrect. It was actually ten members, not three." The agent took the paper and crossed out the number.
"Glad you found that, now I know you're the real deal." He placed the folder back in the briefcase. "As I said, the data corruption messed up a lot of our information on this project. This was all we could recover other than a list of the Λ-6 members."
"Why don't you ask them instead? Pretty sure at least three others still have memory of it."
"Well, the two of them are out on mission, couldn't get a hold of them. Four are dead, two of them were given Class C amnestics, and the last one is in comatose."
"Comatose?"
"A topic for another time. I need you to fill me in on the details of the project, how the suit worked, the training, the modified samples, all of it."
"Probably should've asked earlier, but what's your clearance on this? If I divulge any more details chances are you'll be terminated…"
"Oh it's not an issue, after every debrief I'm given amnestics. Clearance doesn't matter here." He pulled out a notebook and pencil. "Please, every bit helps here."
"Well, guess I'll start on how the suit functions."
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They entered a large hangar. A blackboard was set up with a white coat standing in front, he was checking his watch. Must be anxious.
"Welcome, welcome. Please, take your seats. We have a lot to cover here." The ten of them grabbed their fold-up chairs.
"Great, great. Wonderful. I was warned by the guys at Prometheus not to go into the anomalous details, secrecy and all. So I'll give the basics on its functions and physics. I'm sure you all passed high school, so this should be a breeze."
The doctor taped a blueprint to the blackboard. "This is what you'll all be using. A mechanical breakthrough in technology. An exo-suit capable of extreme agility and an even deadlier kick." He circled the right boot of the suit.
"This right here, is the source of all your energy. Inside this little boot is a compressed version of SCP-018's containment cell with a few modifications."
"SCP-018? The super ball, right?"
"Mhm, the guys at Prometheus found a way to harness its kinetic energy and use it to power the suit. This also came with a few benefits."
"Such as?"
"Well, since it's attached to the boot it's able to exert a lot of force on anything we kick. I remember in training they built a replica of the Washington Monument and told us to kick it down. The first guy kicked it right at the base and whole thing crumbled like a failed game of Jenga."
"Interesting…" The agent continued to write notes. "What of the suit's make-up, its material.
"You have the paper in front of you, read the sheet!"
"We don't have any pictures of it, could you describe it?"
The doctor turned around. "Ah! Perfect! If you'll follow me we will show you a demonstration of its power." They all stood and followed the man across the hangar to a group of scientists. As they they followed the doctor turned, "Fair warning, this is the original prototype. It's not a final product and chances are the suit you'll all operate is going to be far more presentable."
As they approached a man wearing a brown suit and bowler hat quickly ran and grabbed the doctors coat. "Jay, you've gotta see this shit! I don't think I've been more excited in my life!"
"Dr. Acker I suggest you calm yourself, these are the-"
"Λ-6 members, I'm well aware!" He removed his hat and quickly bowed. "Greetings, gents! I hope you all aren't squeamish like Jay here! This is going to be a grand demonstration, please do not go past the yellow dotted line, you might be liquefied otherwise!" The quirky man giggled and ran back to a console.
"Don't be alarmed, he's only like this when he's given caffeine. Also he isn't lying about the liquefying, please stand behind the dotted line and observe." Dr. Jay viewed the terminal with Dr. Acker.
Centered behind the line a lady in an orange jumper was being secured into the suit. The suit was exactly as described in the blueprint, but colored completely in desert camo.
"Okay D-7423, are you able to move better then before?"
"It's a bit heavy…"
"That's normal, the suit is giving resistance so as to not allow you to hurt anyone here." Dr. Jay began typing into the console.
"Please center yourself in front of your target, D-7423."
"Wait, wait. You met Dr. Jay and Dr. Acker?"
"It was the only time actually, after that demonstration I haven't seen them since. Kinda odd since the suit I used was essentially their child."
"Was Dr. Acker that…abnormal?"
"He was definitely abnormal, eccentric, and bizarre. Search the word 'odd' in the thesaurus and he fits each term. He started the project, twice actually. Apparently it failed the first time but I don't have any info on that."
"And Dr. Jay?"
"Fine, a bit impatient. Otherwise he was okay, as far as doctors at the Foundation go."
"What happened during the demonstration?"
"They attached the boot to an old prototype and had a D-Class use it. They wanted her to kick a rubber tire against a sensor, to test its strength."
D-7423 moved carefully, making loud mechanical wurrs with each step. "That's a good chap, kick the tire with the sole of your right boot. Try to aim for red dot in the center of the sensor, we need an accurate reading."
D-7423 centered herself behind the tire and lifted her right foot. One of the soldiers leaned in to Aiden, "Why is she not wearing a helmet? I thought the suit had a-" She kicked the tire forward. It shot outside the hangar into the desert. Dr. Acker stared intently at the screen.
A minute passed and he leapt up, "Woo! The tire bounced with a force of 150,000 newtons! A new record…" He glanced at the console and flashed a look of worry at D-7423. "Deary, you may want to move…it's coming back."
D-7423 yelled, "Shit! Shit! Shit!" She began to move but the tire careened into her suit and sent her across the hangar. She flew headfirst into the concrete wall.
"Oh no! The suit!" Dr. Acker raced to her limp body. "Aw, bugger. I think she defecated in the suit as well…could we get a clean-up detail down here, please?"
"That was essentially the end of the demonstration. Two years later of training we got to see a final product. It had a translucent pink color on it, I assume it was from SCP-143."
"Got it." The agent scribbled a rough sketch of the suit. "You mentioned two years, what was your training period?"
"It was a five year training period in total. They trained us in every way you could imagine. Combat tactics, strategical warfare, SCP detainment or elimination, POI detainment or elimination, the list goes on."
"Mhm, what about SCP-006?"
Aiden leaned closer, "What about it?"
"Well, didn't you receive a sample?"
"No! I received a 'modified' sample!" Aiden cackled, "It was classified as SCP-006-1, a few changes to its chemical make-up and BAM, a far more efficient version of SCP-006."
"When did you receive these samples?"
"They gave us a two year warning. We would consume the samples after two years of training, but at a cost." The agent looked up at Aiden, "If we drank the water two side-effects would occur. One was unpredictable, we would have no idea what the sample would do to us. Out of 5 D-Class they tested, 3 died from the side-effects."
Aiden laughed until tears formed, "Oh my god, the side-effects were awful. Real nightmare fuel, haha!"
"How bad?"
"One guy morphed into a fish but stopped halfway, he somehow lived so he's now SCP-████. Another guy grew an extra leg on the back of his neck, it grew incredibly fast and left him disabled from the shoulders down. Due to his regeneration they couldn't remove it. Only four of us had side-effects that were easy to work with, the rest had bodily catastrophes of similar caliber."
"What was the other issue?"
"We would now be the lap dogs of the Foundation, no more personal lives. We would no longer be allowed to have families or friends outside Foundation precincts. Should we show any hint of disloyalty towards the Foundation we would be either killed or sentenced to life in SCP containment. Immortality comes at a price, eh?"
"Were there any benefits to this new version of SCP-006? Surely there must be."
"Oh yeah, we could survive damn near any damage we took. I got shot with 50. Caliber rounds to the chest and lost multiple organs. They grew back in 10 minutes and I resurrected myself. We were unstoppable, to a point. The sample came a genetic kill-switch, should we be deemed too dangerous."
"Well that's understandable." The agent continued to scribble, "So when the training was completed?"
"Oh yes, when it was over they classified the suit as an SCP and terminated the guys who were genetically fucked over by the samples. Me and the others were put into separate elements of Λ-6. Since that designation I haven't used the suit once, everyone else had side-effects less annoying than mine so they were picked before me."
Aiden stood up and stretched while the agent continued to write.
"Two more questions, Mr. Lincoln."
"Hm?"
"Would you say your condition has worsened or made you unable to perform essential duties?"
"It's stayed the same since day one. Non-stop happiness hasn't changed my mental attitude since it's all it knows. The only thing that has changed are my roommates attitudes, they get pissed off from my goody-two shoes face way too often."
"M'kay, one more question."
Aiden sat down.
"MTF Λ-6 Element 11 needs a back-up operator to the suit for one of their black-op missions. Would you be interested in participating?"
Silence froze the room. Aiden just continuously grinned at the agent until his laughter broke the quiet, "Ha! Knew you were a recruiter. Don't get me wrong I'm interested, but what about the others? Surely they must be easier to work with."
"One's in comatose and the other is your target."
"What?" Aiden smiled.
"You'll be partnering with Michael in this operation, so should he fuck up you'll be the insurance."
"I'm sorry, target?" Aiden smirked.
"That's correct, your target is Jack."
Aiden grin was near inhuman, "So, it's a suicide mission."
"I'm told it's been dubbed 'Operation: Immortal's End', so best pack your bags."
"Yes, sir!" Aiden skipped out of the room and down the hall.
"Well that didn't take much," the agent mumbled. He pulled out his phone and called. "Yup, he agreed. No, no he's mentally stable. He remembers everything exactly as it happened. Mhm. Yes. Correct. We'll be on a plane by tomorrow. Much obliged Dr. Jay, see you in 24 hours."
The projector finally flickered on, nearly blinding everyone in the room. Captain Hughes fiddled with the remote until an image appeared. The title of the operation all in big red caps 'Operation: Immortal's End'.
"Damn thing is about to break, my bad everybody." He cleared his throat and stood straight.
"Thank you all for being here with us, ladies and gentlemen. I'm sure a few of you already know the gist of the operation, but this for those who have just been transferred." He gestured the title.
" 'Operation: Immortal's End' is essentially an assassination mission. Our target is this individual." He flipped to an image of a man of Arab ethnicity.
"Johnny Abati." He let the image sink in.
He still has that shit-eating grin I thought.
"Ex-member of Mobile Task Force Lambda-6 Element 11, primary pilot of SCP-A5, expert marksman, and body builder." Mumbles traveled around the conference room.
"Currently goes under the name 'Jack', no last name." He flipped to an image of the Element 11 task force.
"During one of our standard black ops members of Element 11 were ambushed by ORIA personnel. All task force members were annihilated with the exception of Mr. Abati, this of course due to his regeneration ability." He flipped to an image of the aftermath of a firefight.
"After failing to execute him multiple times they decided to get information from him." He flipped to an image of the aftermath of a warehouse. "After locating him and attempting a rescue op members of Element 11 were once again destroyed, this time by Mr. Abati." The mumbles across the room got louder.
"It is unknown what procedures ORIA performed on Mr. Abati, though speculation suggests it may have been a memetic item." Someone raised their hand, "You have a question, sir?"
"Yes, sir. Do you know what information he revealed to ORIA? Did he compromise the entirety of Element 11?"
The captain tightened his grip on the remote, "He most likely has told them everything he knew. Identities, locations, weapon caches, anything he had access to." More hands raised, "I understand you all have concerns, but please let me finish the briefing and I will accept questions after." The room settled.
He flipped to an overview map of Dubai. "Through some unconventional means, we have the location of Mr. Abati." He zoomed in on a building in the water. "ORIA has provided him residence in the Burj Al Arab Jumeirah hotel."
Project: SCP-A5 "Ironman"
Project Start Date: 05/23/1997
Estimated Cost: $153,000,000
Project Goal:
To construct a near indestructible powered suit of armor, designed purely for SCP/POI detainment or elimination.
Research Team Lead: Dr. Acker
Assistant Leads: Dr. Morris, Dr. Jay
Requested Resources:
- 25 fl. oz of SCP-006
- SCP-018
- 12 Ti 6al-4v Grade 5 Titanium bars 6 yearly hauls of SCP-143
- 3 members of Mobile Task Force Λ-6
- Materials necessary to assemble a testing facility.
- 10 square km of deserted land
- 1 C-17 Globemaster
- 15 adult humans (D-Class) for testing purposes.
Project Details:
SCP-A5's internal framework will be similar in design to LIFESUIT XII, created previously by DARPA. The outside frame will be constructed of New Magnesium alloy with SCP-143 filling in the majority of the gaps. This will allow for an extremely durable suit capable of taking heavy fire.
The suits primary source of power will be SCP-018. A recent breakthrough in Prometheus Labs allowed the engineers to create a harness capable of absorbing the kinetic energy of SCP-018, to a near limitless degree. The harness will convert this kinetic energy to power SCP-A5 and a back-up battery, should SCP-018 be unable to be conjoined to SCP-A5.
Three members of Mobile Task Force Λ-6 will be picked to undergo physical changes to survive the stress of operating SCP-A5. In order to endure the suits strain on the human body the three chosen members will consume modified samples of SCP-006. This will allow them to regenerate lost tissue at an accelerated rate, allowing for continuous usage of SCP-A5.
Once construction of SCP-A5 has been completed a three month training and testing period with MTF Λ-6 will begin. Should the results be favorable then SCP-A5 will be an official part of the MTF Λ-6 Armory.
He waited for movement. A small draft of air would be enough evidence. A faint breeze touched his cheek…now.
"Bullshit, Miley was better as Hannah. She was so nice an innocent then, I mean be real here."
"I came in like a-" Aiden shoved him away. "Oh you're smiling now, aren't ya?" He smirked.
"Oh fuck off will ya, that show was part of my childhood."
"Yeah, would've loved to see your face when you realized who she really was beneath that blonde wig."
"Okay then, what was your childhood then? Huh? Was little Francis collecting Yu-Gi-Oh cards?"
"Well, not gunna lie I did have a sweet collection. But it was more or less Ed, Edd, and Eddy for my Tuesdays mornings…"
Suddenly the red lights at the end of the hallway flashed and an alert was sent.
He focused intently, waiting for the feeling. The feeling of water rippling through his bones. Soon the walls bended to the way he felt, earth gave way as he felt them to. Soon sunlight, at long last caressed his skin. He was free.
"What's the alert?" They entered Control Room IV.
"We lost contact with Site-43, we've registered an earthquake with a strength of 6.3 on the richtor scale."
"Any survivors?"
"We haven't heard anything yet, but its most likely a lot. The whole damn building collapsed." Control zoomed in on the rubble.
"What the-? Why is only the site building destroyed, they're in a city center no other areas are damaged."
"That's why we called you, we were about to send in another team but then we got this from upstairs." Control handed us a slip.
MTF λ-6
SCP-2739
O5-4
The dust covered everyone's eyes, it prevented them from seeing him. Accidental of course, but he'll take any advantage. His white clothes were tattered and somewhat bloody. One of the doctors must've fell on him during the fall. He walked a few blocks until he found a tunnel, safe passage at last.
"Sir! Are you okay!?" A man in a yellow jacket and strange hat grabbed his shoulder. "Were you in that building? Please sit down, sir. I'll get you some help." Help? Help!? HELP!?
"Shit, you feel that?" The ground vibrated slightly, putting Aiden slightly off balance.
"What's going on, control?"
"Massive earthquake, registered at 8.9, the epicenter is the city. My god…"
"Time to move. Control, is the suit on standby?"
"Its waiting for you, fully powered and operational."
The two of them sprinted down to the hangar.
He always thought they were going to help him, but they just threw him away. Just another toy to test. No, he wouldn't accept that. He would bring their whole kingdom down on their heads before he went back there again.
The technicians were screwing in the last remaining bolts.
"Alright, quick run-through. Target, based off of previous GOC records of SCP-2739, is a Phase 2 Type Green reality bender. When GOC first apprehended him they accidentally caused significant mental trauma, leaving him somewhat mentally disabled. With his abilities near mute they dropped him off with us, seeing as he was no longer a threat supposedly."
"Got it, what is the range of his capabilities?" Aiden shifted slightly in the suit. The technician secured in the torso section.
"He can moved earth mentally, apparently based on how he feels. Due to the mental trauma is was difficult for him to feel at all, leaving him barely able to lift a pebble. Its safe to assume he's going to throw a lot of weight at you, try to dodge the big boulders if you can."
SCP-018 containment boot was secured onto Aiden.
"Okay, so its best to just go straight for him or is airdrop a better option?"
"You'll be airdropped in, a helicopter is on standby, try to take him by surprise if you can. They want him dead to prevent any more city damage, so aim for his neck."
All screws were checked and the supports were calibrated. The technician gave a thumbs up, "You're cleared to kill."
"Thanks, bud." Aiden started testing the limbs. Mechanical wire sounds were made as he moved throughout the hanger.
"Beautiful, alright let's move."
The helicopter finally reached the city, or what was left of it. Civilians were still being evacuated and the earthquake was still going incessantly.
"We've reached the target zone! When is Plan A initiating?"
"Element 3 is setting up, they got snipers all around the perimeter attempting to move through the shaking."
"Alright, and if Plan A fails?"
"Then you're our insurance policy, Plan B."
"Got it."
The members of Element 3 moved quickly until they spotted SCP-2739.
"This is Lambda 3-1, we are in position. Permission to fire?"
His radio static produced a response, "Cleared to engage."
Who's that stumbling around closer? Are they the men in white?….Indeed they are.
The ground stopped vibrating momentarily. Members of Element 3 looked around and back at SCP-2739. The city stopped shaking, but the ground within a 20 meter radius of the SCP was breaking like glass. Pieces of rock scattered across the SCP, protecting him in what can only be described a miniature asteroid belt.
"Open fire!"
The rock belt circled the SCP with breathtaking speeds, completely shattering the bullets that entered its range, protecting the man completely.
Swirly swirly swirly, around the Rosie it goes. Pretty shapes are blurry, hehe.
"Use the LAW!" A rocket was launched into the mass of shredded pebbles and everything went white. When the dust settled the rumbling started again.
Aiden had a nice aerial view of the situation. Seems like Plan A is a bust He snickered an called Control.
"Am I clear, now? Seems like conventional warfare won't do it."
"We just gave them the retreat order, take him out before the rest of city crumbles."
With a deep breathe Aiden leapt into the air and let gravity do the work. He crashed into the ground, barely causing a stir, the boot absorbing all kinetic momentum. The belt around the SCP was expanding, shredding all the rubble within range.
Aiden backed up for a running start, stretching his legs. "Okay, okay, dead center. Dead center." He turned and focused directly on the man in the middle. He placed his boot on the broken wall behind him and shot himself forward.
SCP-2739 felt him approaching and attempted to punch in retaliation. Aiden flew through the rock with ease and twisted his body so that his foot faced the SCP. His boot and the SCPs hand collided and all went red.
"So then what happened?" He twiddled his pen.
"Well take a guess, I mean the guy tried to block a kick with 500 times the impact of a punch from Mike Tyson. The poor bastard exploded on impact." Aiden chuckled, "By the way I'm not smiling."
"Good to know, what was the status of the city?"
"Half of the skyscrapers were rubble and the rest were severely damaged. They called it the world's longest earthquake. Casualties for the civilians were immense. Thankfully our guys were in the sub levels of the site so most found cover and were rescued promptly."
"I guess that leaves the last question, I'm sure you're familiar with it?"
"My condition hasn't changed since day one, I doubt it ever will." Aiden cackled at the fact.
"That's settled then." The man passed the paper over, "Sign here and here, please."
"Speak softly, and carry a big stick" ~ Theodore Roosevelt
Mobile Task Force λ-6 was formed by the O5 Council in December 1963 following the simultaneous assaults of Sites 19, 54, and 3. The goal of said group was simple, to destroy all weaponized SCPs and the GOI members (if any) behind the creation of said weapon. Any organization or SCP that is an active threat to Foundation personnel outside of containment is pursued. Due to the nature of their work, λ-6 will often unite with other GOIs in joint-operations against SCP items. Since its birth λ-6 has had no less then 60-110 personnel on standby for any situation the Foundation requires them for.
Actively Pursued SCPs: SCP-2835, SCP-███, and [REDACTED]
Actively Pursued GOIs: Church of the Broken God, Serpent's Hand
Contained/Eliminated SCPs: SCP-2706, SCP-██, SCP-███, SCP-████
POI's Captured/Assassinated: Dick Casey (CotBG Informant: Captured), Mark Thallum (CotBG Defective: Captured), Haley James (Serpent's Hand Paladin: KIA)
O5-6
12/17/63
Subject: Retribution
I received the list of casualties this morning, right after I read a report on a containment status on SCP-███ and how it was a success. Well…SCP-███ is gone now, along with a bunch of other anomalous items. How did we let this happen? Was it our lack of security? Was it our mistrusted alliances? Was it our poor understanding of the lengths individuals will go to get what they think they rightfully deserve? Perhaps all of the above.
We cannot, no, we will not take this sitting down. These miscreants think they can just take our co-workers, friends, and families lives without consequence? No. No no no, that is incorrect. I can promise to all of you loyal staff, that for every man or woman we lost that day, we will kill ten of theirs. For every item they steal, we will take double of theirs. For every action taken against us will only further their demise. They want to feel the wrath of the Foundation? We'll give them just what they want.
SCP-A5 Armor File
Access to this file requires verbal authentication and an A-9 security clearance pass
Enter A-9 ID: KAcker4397
Verbal Authentication: "***"
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Identity Confirmed…Welcome Dr. Acker
"Yes, hello, is Dr. Leonard available?"
"I think he's about to leave, his shift just ended. I'll try to reach him, name sir?" The secretary sounded fatigued. Working a twelve hour shift would be a just cause.
"Tell him it's Dr. Acker." The phone was silent for a moment then continued to ring.
"Dr. Acker? Good to hear from you, how's the project in West Virginia?"
"Going smoothly, though I'm no longer in charge as of now. I have something more important for you to look at."
"It's two in the morning, Dr. Acker, can we discuss this tomorrow?"
"Have you read your emails as of recently?"
"I just checked them half an hour ago, nothing other than spam and approval forms."
"Check it again, right now." I could hear the shuffling of the paperwork off his desk.
"Dr. Acker if this about that project you spoke of with me a few weeks ago, the answer is still no. Even if I signed it the O5 council would never consent to such a ludicrous and reckless-" The silence was all I needed to hear.
"Acker…how did you manage this? Seriously, how would they ever agree-"
"Regardless of how, send me the funds. I have applications to send out and prototypes to complete."
"You do realize that if this project goes south you'll lose your credibility, right? They'll put you in administrative archival work for the rest of your Foundation days."
"Don't worry, it won't fail this time."
"What makes you so sure?"
"Because I actually have a suitable candidate for the job."
Retrieving Personnel File: John Singley
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Full Name: John Michael Singley
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Security Clearance: Level-2
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Profession: Urban Combat Specialist
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Duties: Provide tactical support in urban combat operations. Capture and contain rogue/escaped SCPs.
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Location: Area-14
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History: Mr. Singley was employed with the United States Army Forces for 8 years while also attaining a bachelor degree in both biology and computer sciences. Shortly after receiving his computer science degree he was approached by Foundation recruiters.
Mr. Singley has been transferred numerous times between multiple MTFs and has plenty of combat experience. Mr. Singley was also crucial in the operation to recover [DATA EXPUNGED], which earned him a commendation and the Foundation Silver Star.
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Send request? Y/N
"What makes you so sure you can control it?" I paced back in forth in his office, impatient.
"I've already told you, the last design was faulty, it couldn't properly harness SCP-018's kinetic energy and sent the agent skyward." I pointed at the file on his mahogany desk once more.
"The exact specs of the suit are in there, I've fixed it. I overlooked the durability of the old suit's metal frame compared to the object's force, therefore it snapped after prolonged use." He adjusted his stetson and sighed.
"Look, I saw the man's body in the infirmary after the incident. He is never going to walk again, talk right again, or think right again after what that suit did to him. You are putting a lot of risk on the person who wears it, not to mention the possible loss of the SCP itself."
"Yes, there are a few hazards involved in implementing with this SCP." I sat down and reread the file. "There are always risks with what we do, you know better than most."
"I guess…" He fumbled the paper in his hand. "Another concern is your request to use SCP-006. I'm sure that because you read the file you know well that we just don't hand out samples to anyone who asks politely. Tell me why I should convince two of my other friends to grant you access to it"
"It's a safety precaution. Should the agent run into trouble while on the field or the suit malfunctions then he can survive the physical trauma."
"Why not just get a new agent to run the suit if the old wearer dies?"
"The point of the suit is to minimize casualties on the field. Having a single loyal agent with super-human strength and an ability to heal extreme bodily damage on the fly would increase his survival rate. This would remove the need of sending dozens of guys to go contain an object that only required one agent."
He reread the blueprint and gave it a once-over. "I'll tell you what I'll do." I leaned in a little closer. "I'll give you a chance to show me it's durability. If I think from an observation stand-point that it can handle the duress of the object and even operate correctly if damaged by outside forces, I'll give you full approval to implement it into an MTF."
"Really?"
"Absolutely.""
"Alright, thank you very much." I shook his hand.
"Don't thank me yet, I'll send the funding for you to complete the prototype. When should I expect a trial run?"
"How does next month sound?"
"Perfect." I gathered the papers and turned to leave.
"One more thing, doctor." I stopped.
"Just who do you intend to choose for this test run?"
"I'll send you a request form when I find a subject."
Request Sent
Ring Around the Rosie
Incident Report 008-214:
<Foreword> The following events transpired at approximately 0330 in Bio-Hazard Containment Unit 52 at Site 35.
Video Recording Commence
03:28:12 Level 1 Technician Anderson is working on the security door for Unit 52.
03:29:35 Technician Anderson appears frustrated and in a hurry.
03:30:21 (Still working on a believable escape vector for SCP-008)
Pockets Full of Posies
Item Requisition Form T-343
Item Serial # |
Item Desc. |
Item Usage |
Quantity |
T00034892 |
Deodorizer Spray |
Remove stench of cadavers for comfort of personnel |
20 kiloliters |
T00035222 |
Standard Issue M4A1 Ammunition |
For continuous termination of infected subjects |
10,000 Rounds |
T00021337 |
Cat 983B Track-Type Loader |
Removal of terminated subjects |
3 Units |
T00034897 |
Long-Handle Shovel (Foundation Brand) |
Mass grave diggings |
75 Shovels |
T00024745 |
Model 77 Encapsulated Hazard Suits |
Current bio-hazard suits are defective after long-term use, requesting upgrades |
200 Suits |
D0003645 |
D-Class |
Someone has to clean the bodies |
75 Individuals |
Ashes to Ashes
We All Fall Down
{ Activate? Y/N?
Item #: SCP-#
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-# is to be kept in standard item locker at sub-level 3 in Site-██ with its combination changed monthly. (Refer to Incident #-1) SCP-# is to be kept in a high-value security storage locker in Site-██ with a global GPS tracker attached to its handle. When SCP-# relocates MTF Ω-9 (Repo Men) are to immediately deploy to secure the object and give amnestics as needed to involved populace. The subject that SCP-# relocates to is to be given psychiatric evaluation before given Class A amnestics.
All personnel involved in direct contact with SCP-# are required to undergo monthly psychiatric evaluation for signs of extreme narcissism or sadistic behavior. Should any personnel exhibit these mental symptoms they are to be removed from working with SCP-#.
SCP-XXXX at time of acquisition
Description: SCP-# is a precancel style rubber hand stamp. SCP-# always has black ink seeping from its rubber stamping section despite its dry appearance. The anomalous effects of SCP-# manifest when a human presses SCP-# onto an object. Despite the rubber side of SCP-# to be blank a stamp of ownership is marked onto said object. The stamp of ownership will be marked as such "Property of *subject's name*™". The object that is stamped will belong to the subject regardless of witness or previous owner testimony. The effect is purely memetic, should the subject be terminated while owning objects affected by SCP-# then ownership will be revoked. However, the ink stamp will remain regardless.
Discovery: SCP-# was recovered in Dr. Acker's office. Dr. Acker stated that he found it in one of his cabinets and reported it when the stamp of ownership changed from person to person. The memetic property of SCP-# was not realized until after testing.
Incident XXXX-1: On ██/██/14 at approximately 5:43 p.m. SCP-# was discovered to be missing from its standard containment locker. Suspecting a break-in the site was put into temporary lock down and searched for any individuals in possession or under possession of SCP-#.
It was soon determined that SCP-# had simply vanished and was designated as VILI-XXXX.
On ██/██/14 reports of odd behavior with town members within ████, New Hampshire were received. Agents dispatched discovered nearly half of the inhabitants had stamp marks resembling that of SCP-# on their right hands. Attempts by the agents to locate the the holder of SCP-# were thwarted when the possessed inhabitants threw them in their police station for disruption of the peace.
Quarantine of the town under guise of an Ebola outbreak was initiated as MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") subdued all affected civilians of SCP-#. The subject who had possession of SCP-#, Arnold █████, was utilizing affected civilians as protective cover for his attempted escape. Subject threatened to command all affected civilians that were not subdued to commit suicide should Foundation operatives continue their pursuit. Sniper fire terminated subject in mid-sentence.
Interviewed: Agent █████
Interviewer: Dr. Acker
Foreword: This interview took place after Agent █████'s debrief and Incident XXXX-1. Please note that the subject terminated was the Agents son.
Dr. Acker: First of all, my apologies to you Mr. █████. Should we have known the subject was your son we would have handled the situation differently.
Agent █████: Don't bullshit me. I was on the clean-up crew for the operation, there was no change nor any intention to do so. Wrong place and wrong time…but still, if I had known what he had.
Dr. Acker: You mean to say you knew your son had this in his possession?
Agent █████: Well, not strictly speaking, no. I remember he told me about a month ago that at his work place, ██████ ████ Park, he lost a hand stamp with the park's logo on it. And that his manager threatened to fire him should he not find or replace it.
Dr. Acker: Did he ever tell you about how he found it?
Agent █████: All he told me was that he found a similar looking hand stamp on his desk the day after he lost the other one. He never specified afterwards, I just assumed that he had things under control.
Agent █████: Keep in mind that I had to prepare for SCP-███'s recovery operation so I had a lot on my mind and didn't pay much attention…though I damn well should have.
Dr. Acker: When you got back did you notice anything strange about his behavior? Any changes in personality?
Agent █████: Arnold was already a kind of introvert, he never really liked being around large crowds and such, still stumps me as to why he wanted that park job so badly. However, after I got back he was a little more reclusive than usual I'll admit. Though I didn't take much notice toward it. Agent █████ begins to tear up Shows what a good father I am, huh? Not noticing anything about my own son! Now all my family is dead, did they show you what he did to them!? Did they show you what he did to his own mother and sister!?
Dr. Acker: Afraid so, yes. [DATA EXPUNGED] quite terrible, really.
Agent █████: Tell me one thing, Ackerman. Does this SCP have mind altering effects other than the ownership property? Anything that would have made my son this cruel?
Dr. Acker: I won't make any official claims, but if I had to guess. No, it does not.
End Interview
Discovery: SCP-# was recovered in Dr. Acker's office. Dr. Acker stated that he found it in one of his cabinets and reported it when the stamp of ownership changed from person to person. The memetic property of SCP-# was not realized until after testing.
Addendum #-1: An small engraving located on the handle of SCP-# was found post Incident XXXX-1.
Property of the good folks at Y.W.T.G.T.H.F.T.
in partnership with the Ward Plantation™.
- Asteroid impact from Y'all just got Pranked!
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to remain unplugged and in a disassembled state within Storage Room 12 in Site-19.
SCP-XXXX during test XXXX-04
SCP-XXXX is to only be removed for testing purposes only. In the case of a security breach by GOIs or other SCP related items, personnel with Level 2 security clearance or higher may utilize SCP-XXXX to prevent theft of items/personnel.
Description: SCP-XXXX are three pairs of Anti-Theft System alarms model 9.7mhz UEC TF. SCP-XXXX when unplugged is considered to be in an inactive state. SCP-XXXX enters an active state when the following criteria are met:
- Plugged in with sufficient power
- Alarms are set in a horizontal pattern to block a doorway/hallway
- An individual (referred from now on as subject) steals an object with monetary or sentimental value from the area blocked by SCP-XXXX
When the following criteria are met SCP-XXXX will enter its active phase. During an active phase SCP-XXXX-1 will manifest. SCP-XXXX-1 will manifest as a person who holds authority and will attempt to confront the subject. SCP-XXXX-1 will demand the return of the stolen item and an apology to the person the object belongs to. If the subject complies SCP-XXXX-1 will warn the subject to avoid future crimes and will demanifest away from surveillance.
However should the subject deny SCP-XXXX-1 and attempt to escape SCP-XXXX-1 will become hostile. SCP-XXXX-1 will attempt to grapple with the subject in an attempt to obtain the item. Should the subject escape SCP-XXXX will produce more formidable manifestations of SCP-XXXX-1 (see Test Log XXXX-13). Once item is received and returned SCP-XXXX-1 will arrest the subject. The subject will be taken away by SCP-XXXX-1 and will demanifest with the instances.
SCP-XXXX-1 will rarely kill a subject (see Test Log XXXX-13), it appears its only goal is to arrest the subject. Should the subject perform any activities that would permit the death penalty appear during the chase then SCP-XXXX-1 will execute the subject.
Discovery: Originally SCP-XXXX was discovered in the ruins of Prometheus Lab's item storage facility. It was still in partial working condition, its anomalous properties became apparent when removal of several items within the storage facility produced the manifestation of several Elite Anti-Terrorist units. The name of their unit, [DATA EXPUNGED], did not match any known aliases. With the return of the items and apologizing to the corpse of Prometheus Researcher Dr. Adam ███ SCP-XXXX returned to an inactive state.
Test Log XXXX-13
Background: In each test SCP-XXXX has been installed and powered to meet criteria in each scenario.
Test XXXX-02
Location: Site-19 Break-room
Offense: Jr. Researcher Harry B█████ steals Dr. Charles Bacon Lettuce and Tomato sandwich from the fridge despite passive-aggressive sticky note postage.
Result: SCP-XXXX-1 manifested once subject attempted to leave the break-room with sandwich. SCP-XXXX-1 manifested as Site Director [REDACTED] and admonished the subject, "Bro, don't be a [EXPLETIVE]. You don't just take a BLT like that from a hardworking man, let alone someone of higher rank. Put it back and apologize, I shouldn't have to tell you this.
Side Note: It was later found that Harry B█████'s wife made that sandwich for him as a special treat for his anniversary. He claimed he was very keen on her cooking considered the sandwich to be of sentimental value.
Test XXXX-11
Location: Bank of America, C████ R█████, Iowa
Offense: D-3487 given orders to rob bank. D-Class supplied with ski-mask, pistol with rubber rounds, one large sack, and a get-a-way van with implanted tracker. Bank supplied with fake currency before test.
Result: D-3487 passes through SCP-XXXX and activates it. SCP-XXXX-1 manifests as 3 SWAT Units with badges of ██PD. Subject attempts to escape using the get-a-way van. SCP-XXXX-1 manifests 3 LenCo BearCat armored personnel carriers and begins pursuit.
After 15 minutes of pursuit SCP-XXXX manifests more instances of SCP-XXXX-1. Approximately 1 km from the pursuit a line of police cruisers have formed essentially blocking the highway and the subjects escape route. Road spikes laid out by SCP-XXXX-1 impacted the subjects tires. Mishandling of the sudden movement causes the subject to careen off the highway and crash. Despite the van being in a devastated state the subject only has a few bruises.
SCP-XXXX-1 arrest the subject and return the money to the bank. The subject is handcuffed and driven away within one of the armored carriers. Subject has yet to be recovered.
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX-1
Interviewer: Dr. Acker
Foreword: In an endeavor to gain more information Dr. Acker attempted to interview one of the manifestations in the aftermath of Test XXXX-04. Note that Dr. Acker is in FBI attire.
<Begin Log>
Dr. Acker: Hey! Stop right there, FBI! (Dr. Acker reveals forged FBI badge)
SCP-XXXX-1: Aww [EXPLETIVE], you clowns again? [EXPLETIVE]in hell…
Dr. Acker: I'm Agent Ramirez, pleased to meet you, officer. That woman over there, why are you arresting her? She do something wrong?
SCP-XXXX-1: Yes ma'am. She done goofed and [EXPLETIVE]ed with what shouldn't be [EXPLETIVE]ed.
Dr. Acker: Please act professional, I have to report this to my superiors. What actually happened, officer?
SCP-XXXX-1: Hmph, the all high and mighty EF-BE-AYE asking for help. Ain't that a [EXPLETIVE]. If you must know that [EXPLETIVE]er over there tried to steal a whole cart of items. The boys are just givin her a what-fer! Once they're done she's going downtown. I'm fairly sure the judge will have something to say.
Dr. Acker: All she did was steal groceries? Why the severe punishment?
SCP-XXXX-1: It's our job to give what you take, she took enough groceries to feed a small family for a week. It's shameful that scum like that [EXPLETIVE] still exist on this Earth. Have no worries Ms. FBI, we'll take care of the situation.
Dr. Acker: I'm sorry, but I can't let you take her 'downtown'. My superiors have a lead on a case and she may have some info on it.
SCP-XXXX-1: (SCP-XXXX-1 laughs) Oh ho…oh ho does..does she now? Well, I'll be happy to hear what an unmarried 50 year-old Indian would have to say to the FBI, sure seems like a likely accomplice. (laughs again) Seriously though, screw off. This is our little crime scene.
Dr. Acker: Who are YOUR superiors, I'd like to have a moment with them. If you would be so kind, officer.
SCP-XXXX-1: You're lookin at him, in fact you're lookin at all of 'em.
Dr. Acker: (Stares at SCP-XXXX-1) Care to elaborate?
SCP-XXXX-1: Scurry home Dr. Acker, I think your boss [REDACTED] wants a word with your performance.
<End Log>
WARNING: CREDENTIALS INVALID
Intrusion into this file without authorized identification and without possession of Omicron Card 32-IOPA is a violation of Protocol Westward O5-1.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-# is to be kept in a standard security locker at Site-19. Only staff with Level 2 clearance or higher may interact with SCP-# or use for testing. SCP-#, should an emergency occur, may be used for self-defense for authorized personnel.
Description: SCP-# for all intensive purposes is a normal Canon brand digital camera. All properties about SCP-# are non-anomalous when photographing objects other then weapons. When SCP-# photographs a weapon over the course of 5 minutes SCP-# will reconfigure into the photographed weapon.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures:
Description: Species Brassica napus Rapeseed yellow flower.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-XXXX's public location it is to be in a permanent state of dis-repair so as to discourage civilian entry. MTF Theta-21 (Burger Joints) are to be operators of the restaurant that SCP-XXXX is stored in, should a civilian accidentally enter SCP-XXXX they are to be retrieved under no circumstances are they to allow civilians within SCP-XXXX (refer to Exploration Log-I). Once a month MTF is to attempt to map out sections of SCP-XXXX to find any changes in structure.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a spatial phenomenon contained within a children's jungle gym located by Q█████ Market, B█████. SCP-XXXX appears to be a standard maze jungle gym meant for children between the ages 7-12. Only when entering SCP-XXXX is the spacial difference noticeable. Observations from within SCP-XXXX reveal that many components that make a jungle gym are copied and connected forming a seemingly endless jungle gym. Observations from inside SCP-XXXX show empty blue sky in all directions past jungle gym components. Moving throughout SCP-XXXX can be tricky as some areas require different methods of travel. Some areas have been recorded only accessible via monkey bars, slides, rock climbing wall, and combinations of the previous stated.
The farther a subject enters SCP-XXXX the more intricate the jungle gym will become. This distortion effect occurs when travelling more than 2 km from the original entrance. In many cases once this point is crossed it is extremely difficult to return due to the severity of the distortion. Observations have shown plastic tunnels to form into infinite loops, slides have subjects slide upward, monkey bars will form polyhedron shapes, and rock climbing walls will have inverted angles.
Discovery: The first instance of SCP-XXXX discovered was in a ██████ ████ brand restaurant's jungle gym. Multiple children went missing along with two parents. The parents were attempting to locate their lost child. The circumstances as to how they went missing prompted Foundation agents to investigate. Exploration team was sent in to locate the missing civilians.
Background: This exploration team was set up by MTF Theta-21 with a primary and secondary goal. Primary goal is to secure the safety of the children and parents that have entered SCP-XXXX. Secondary goal is to map out vertical and horizontal limits of the interior of SCP-XXXX. Each member of the exploration team is equipped with 9 days worth of food/water rations, head-cams, climbing gear, and emergency radios.
MTF Theta-21 Members: Cpt. Sterling, Agent Huey, Agent Andy, Agent Red, Agent Blue
Mission Log XXXX-I: Andy
Day 1, 13:45
So I was told that I'm going with Sterling, Huey, and the twins into SCP-XXXX. They briefed us on our objectives. First objective to locate the civilians who thought it was a good idea to enter an endless kiddie labyrinth. Second is to map out the place. Oh, they also put me as the paperwork guy of the team, something about new guy orientation. Honestly, fuck them.
They gave us the usual gear and sent us on our way.
14:05
So yeah, helluva lot larger inside. We had to squeeze through a bunch of small plastic tunnels, but eventually we ended up in a large circular room with multiple other exits. Huey counted 14 other exits. Blue said Red said we should set up base camp here for future exploration. Sterling agreed to do it later, we had to at least try to find the civies.
14:30
We went through the plastic tunnel opposite of our entrance. The tunnel broke off into a tight maze-like cube shape. This place is meant for kids so squeezing through the plastic playpen from Burger King isn't entertaining. Funny though, it kinda smells like a fast food joint this far in.
16:24
We mapped out this section, it's just a small maze like tunnel structure. We left with back pain and disappointment. So far so good, no one's dead yet. I overheard Blue and Red making bets about who would die first. They were arguing over first-timers luck, whether it was good or bad. I hoping for the prior.
16:46
So we entered the second tunnel, it appeared to be the same thing. Just a long plastic tunnel. I was third in the line and up Sterling was arguing with Huey about the continuity of the SCP. Thank God Huey was paying attention though, Sterling nearly took a fall. There was a wicked steep slide right at the end of the tunnel. We couldn't view the end of the slide, Sterling put one of our GPS locators in an empty water bottle and rolled it down the slide. Checking the locator now….damn! About 5 km and still going, that fall would've been it for her.
22:56
It's getting late and we haven't made much progress. After the slide entrance we checked one more area, nothing but a rock wall maze. It's vertical too which is trippy. Like the way you look at a maze from the ground, but you look up instead. Personally I think it looks kinda fun, but still, we got a job to do. I think it's been about 2 days since those civies went in. If we don't get to them tomorrow then dehydration will.
Day 5, 9:32
We never found the civilians. We checked the other rooms, they led to more hub rooms like the one we're in. So in other words we got a fuck-ton more entrances to sort out. Rations are about half done, once we finish them Sterling says we're going to set up a home base at the first room.
So at the end of the tunnel we found another room, it was far larger than base. The floor and ceiling consisted of monkey bars all in different directions. It seemed like we could climb up, down, left, or right with ease. However Huey stated he saw someone swing way at the front, wasn't our guy. Huey said the guy was large and built, he didn't get a look at his face though. Profile says that one of the parents was a lumberjack, could be him. We sent A████ back to maintain base while we swing our way across.
The monkey bars got a little tricky near the end, they started to spread out and become harder to reach/grasp. Red nearly took a fall, God knows how far he would fall through that mess. We reached a point where all the monkey bars contorted themselves into platform where we could stand. We decided to take a break and snack for a bit.
Okay, what the [EXPLETIVE]!? Blue dropped a cracker down to see how far it would go and a child's hand grabbed it out of nowhere. While Red attempted to calm him down Huey dove down to find the child. Nothing, [EXPLETIVE]ing nothing. We're trying to help these civilians and they're playing games…
Date: May 28, 1986
So after that little creep factor over in the first tunnel we mapped it out and came back. Thus far we mapped out 4 tunnels. Haven't lost any of my team yet, which is good I guess. Not like exploration teams have a high life expectancy. Nonetheless the other tunnels lead to similar rooms but each room had different kid components. One room had slides that lead to literally everywhere. Some slides went up in loopy-loops and others did a lap around the room itself. Kinda fun to slide through though, not gunna lie.
The third room was more like a mountain. You know those climbing walls you would see in basic training in the obstacle course? Imagine that just going upward forever. We made it about 300 m and had to return.
Fourth room was a copy of the first, without the civilians.
Also I forgot to mention, but due to the fact that it's been a week our primary goal has changed to mapping out the place. The civilians from this point on are to be assumed deceased, as lack of food and water probably got to them. Damn shame, I thought we were close to locating them.
Date: June 11, 1986
Haven't updated the log in ages, we've been busy. We started an expedition over in the fourth room. We decided to travel as far as we could in a single direction. The brainiacs tell us that at some point when travelling the world will start to crumble in on itself, something about not being able to support such a large independent world. In other words, mark the distance where shit hits the fan.
Yup, we hit that point. Around 2 km in we found multiple sections of the world missing, leading to open blue space. Huey dropped a GPS tracker down to find the depth. Checking monitor, yeah, about 321 km downward and still going. We fall we're done, so we're trekking back.
Date: June 20, 1986
Our team suffered our first death yesterday. Didn't write about it because we were trying to find the bastard. A████ was mapping out the 13th tunnel and found a small ball pit. When he attempted to cross it he slipped and fell in. I mean, there was no resistance, it was almost like the ball pit intentionally swallowed him. We used probes and called out for him. Once again we found an indefinite depth area.
You will never believe this. We found one of the children! Huey found her in tunnel one when he was rechecking our mapping. Judging from the profile of the family she's Amanda, the youngest of the family. Her state was completely filthy and appalling. Her blonde hair was covered in reddish brown stains and her clothes were covered in rips and nearly falling off her. She was absolutely quiet, no outside stimuli would get a response. Huey removed her from the SCP and sent her to medical immediately. Once Huey got back I ordered everyone to prep for another expedition, we were going to find the rest of the family. Chances are that the rest of the family was located in this tunnel. If we could find the bodies then that would be enough to close the case.
It took us 8 hours of scouring the place, but Huey found a hidden slide tunnel. He reported a rancid smell coming from in there. I already knew what it was, but we needed visual evidence. I crawled into the tunnel covering my nose, the smell was very potent the closer I got.
Exactly what we expected, a corpse. Something was off though. This wasn't one of the parents, even in advanced stages of decay I could tell. The father and mother were blonde, this guy was a redhead. Even more odd was that his chest cavity was vacant. Something chewed a hole through his chest. His corpse was jammed in the tunnel so I couldn't remove it myself.
I attached a rope to his arm and the rest of the team waited for the order to pull. I gave the order and the corpse came out. Beneath him were more corpses, more…corpses. Each of them had some sort of hole in them that lead past. Something ate its way out of this mess. I pulled out my binoculars to view farther down and located the missing family. Due to the number of corpses I couldn't go any farther, I found the mom clutching the other 2 missing children. The dad was farther down with the other bodies. Their cause of death appeared to be dehydration, but that's only from observation.
Brainiacs told us to pack up and leave, something about a shift in location for the SCP. Bout' time too. The smell of playpen plastic is becoming a bit much.
Post medical analysis found chunks of human flesh within Amanda's stomach in mid-digestion. Psychiatric evaluation is underway.
Item #: SCP-2706
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: The area of SCP-2706 is to be fenced off with at least two patrols guarding the perimeter at all times. Should an instance of SCP-2706-2 be located, it is to be retrieved and released into its natural habitat. MTF λ-6 (Elmer Fudds) are to be equipped with standard tranquilizer firearms when searching for an instance of SCP-2706-2.
If any instance of SCP-2706-2 becomes hostile and detrimental to the survival of MTF λ-6, then the mobile task force has full authorization to utilize any firepower available within Area-37 armory. Should an instance of SCP-2706-2 be too dangerous for normal engagement parameters then Procedure 442 Kito-Fas is to be enacted.
Description: SCP-2706 is a white oak (Quercus alba) forest located thirty-six kilometers east of Clarksburg, West Virginia. The trees located within SCP-2706 (known as SCP-2706-1 instances) are unusually sturdy (with the density of an individual instance measuring 44.32 g/cm3). All SCP-2706-1 instances have between 3-10 abnormal growths (similar in appearance to burls) attached to their trunk.
Periodically these abnormal growths will produce an organism of the animalia kingdom (referred to as SCP-2706-2 instances) through a process that is not fully understood. SCP-2706-2 instances are produced at different stages of development and are anatomically normal. All attempts to remove an SCP-2706-2 instance from an instance of SCP-2706-1 have resulted in the death of the organism.
SCP-2706 was first recovered when the corpse of a bottle-nose dolphin (Tursiops truncatus) was found in the area. Local authorities subsequently discovered a number of non-native animals in the area, including a pair of cheetahs, a kangaroo, six penguins, an anaconda, and two rhinoceros. All animals recovered were re-released into their natural habitat. Assets embedded in local law enforcement notified the Foundation, which established Area-37 in order to contain further SCP-2706-2 instances.
Addendum 1
On August 17, 1972 a human instance of SCP-2706-2 was produced and discovered by MTF λ-6. SCP-2706-2 was naked, in the advanced stages of shock and was given medical treatment. SCP-2706-2 claimed to be Jeremy Monroe (a botany student) from Hillsdale, Iowa. Government records indicate that SCP-2706-2 had previously died in an automobile accident on December 24, 1954.
Incident Report 013
During a patrol on May 8, 1983, a member of the species Mammuthus primigenius (Woolly Mammoth) was discovered attempting to escape SCP-2706 by MTF λ-6. The Mobile Task Force quickly tranquilized the instance and called for air retrieval. SCP-2706-2 is currently within Foundation Reserve-32 where it is being studied. Anatomical examination between this SCP-2706-2 instance and records of SCP-2082 are currently underway.
Follow up investigation has indicated that this instance emerged from a growth originally thought to be non-anomalous due to a lack of activity since the beginning of containment in 1951. Several other growths in the same area are currently under observation for additional production events.
This is the first SCP-2706-2 recorded that is not from the present day and the growth it appears to have originated from appears too small to accommodate it. I want MTF Lambda-6 to be equipped to deal with any creature of any size inside SCP-2706.
~ Dr. Acker
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Aftermath of engagement with third SCP-2706-2 instance |
Incident Report 102
Following incident 013, growths which were inactive for long periods of time were placed under continuous surveillance. On October 30, 2014, 3 of these growths produced instances of SCP-2706-2 that appeared and acted in a manner consistent with currently contained instances of SCP-███. MTF λ-6 called in airborne support to locate these SCP-2706-2 instances. Following several failed attempts at containment, MTF enacted Procedure 442 Kito-Fas.
Members of MTF λ-6 utilized vehicles to lure 2 of the 3 SCP-2706-2 instances into a designated kill zone manned by MTF Nu-7 (Hammer Down). MTF Nu-7 was able to terminate both instances by utilizing Mark 77 incendiary bombs.
MTF λ-6 ground forces encircled the third SCP-2706-2 instance inside SCP-2706. MTF Nu-7 provided close air support during this engagement. Both forces engaged the instance in a firefight which, after 2 hours and 12 minutes, was deemed successful in neutralizing it.
SCP-2706 suffered immense damage to its southern section, with multiple trees completely uprooted and a large loss of immature SCP-2706-2 instances. It is estimated that 15% of SCP-2706 is no longer viable for producing SCP-2706-2 instances.
Addendum 2
Observations of extant SCP-2706-1 instances have shown that the length of inactivity observed in a growth is at least tangentially related to the danger posed by the produced SCP-2706-2 instance.
Though at least 6 growths have been inactive for more than a decade, following incident 102, only one growth remains that has been inactive since before initial containment. Attempts to examine the interior of this growth through non-invasive means have been thwarted by the unusually high levels of radiation emanating from within it.
The viability of termination attempts relating to the immature SCP-2706-2 instance contained in this growth are under discussion. Please see Dr. Jeremy Monroe for more details.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Site-93 has been constructed in the epicenter of SCP-XXXX. Exploration of the outer sections of SCP-XXXX is to be done in teams of four (4). Members will be equipped with standard hiking and mountain climbing gear.
Due to SCP-XXXX's properties, travel via air around SCP-XXXX is prohibited. Civilian air traffic is to be redirected away or around SCP-XXXX's area of effect.
Experimentation with SCP-XXXX-1 is restricted unless granted approval by no less than 2 level 3 researchers and site director.
Description: SCP-XXXX is an island located 30 kilometers east of Jay Mayen. SCP-XXXX is 30 km long and 256 km2 in area. Within SCP-XXXX the force of gravity shifts and changes in various intensities. The only area unaffected by SCP-XXXX's anomalous effect is its epicenter where SCP-XXXX-1 is located.
The changes of gravity within SCP-XXXX vary from minor weight changes to complete reversal, having objects fall upwards. Incidents involving zero gravity have also been reported. Areas affected by these changes are completely random with no patterns detectable. The only sign of changes in gravity are depicted by flora and dirt particles. These can give ample warning signs as to which areas are passable and which are not.
Within SCP-XXXX are various tunnels, most of which have yet to be explored. The cave system runs throughout SCP-XXXX but all lead back to the epicenter. The epicenter of SCP-XXXX is an open room with a single large hole in the ceiling, which allows for natural lighting. Within the epicenter is SCP-XXXX-1 and various pieces of mining equipment and old artifacts dating the Viking era.
SCP-XXXX-1 is an empty pedestal located inside the epicenter of SCP-XXXX. The pedestal (based on papers recovered)