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- personal log
- Scp-610: Dr. Strider's Expedition
- STF-T 'Professional Roblox Gamers'
- think of a name later please
- Sentient Putty
- Shower Clan
- Odin's Bat
- Failed war gas
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if you are here from the forum then, ok that's probably the only way you found this, but Failed war gas is the one i am currently farthest in progress, but i kinda gave up on, you may take that idea, if you continue to leave me in it somehow. the one i'm most interested in is BloodLust, please send me some feedback for it, when I'm done of course.
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Log extracted via remote aircraft in Infection Site C
Foreword:I suppose I have been the longest to survive out here, considering the battery on my GoPro "Shoulder Mounted Recording Device" has ran out of battery life. Before going dark, command told me to document everything I have seen in this expedition. I think my name is either Mitch, or Jadzia, but according to the foundation I'm D-655982-B. Let me tell you, this Dr. Strider has to be the most fucked up person to even try this experiment, I suppose i can say that since this is ultimately either going to collect dust in the expedition archives, or be shredded because it is simply "not all that important" according to whoever runs this shit show well I better wrap up my final words and get into the log.
Day 0: This is the day I realized my mistake, D-655982 was a very violent individual, even claimed by some to be a cannibal who was infected by 610 through 'unknown' means, in reality The Doctor just pricked him with a needle to test out her new experiment in the field. Her higher-ups didn't know about this, and allowed her to run the experiment before sending me to 610 Infection Site C. Her experiment was to merge her consciousness with that of another individual. The process was surreal, like I was feeling two halves of myself coming together, half of me feeling fear right before the merge, and the other half curiosity, and anticipation. The experiment's goal was to allow her to use her expertise in the field without worry of death, she was wrong, and she wont know unless she reads this that she failed: I will die, I am scared.
Day 1: Today I was sent into Infection Site C with a pack of all the necessary survival gear: a hunting knife, a shoulder mounted camera, a radio device, 3 weeks worth of rations, 3 litres of what I could only guess to be a cocktail of steroids, antibiotics, and adrenaline (I was told to apply this once every 2 days), a 50 ml syringe, and an S+W 12717 with 20 magazines worth of ammunition, 3 magazines and a suppressor. After being airdropped in by what I assume was an unmanned drone, I was informed through the radio that I was to find the initial source of the infection, and not to engage other infected, but if threatened, to take out as many as I could with my pistol and/or knife. I started towards a village which looked to be abandoned sure enough, everyone there was immobile, I quickly located a canister of gasoline and a lighter before burning everything with a hint of that damned smell. I soon found a house with no signs of any infected flesh, so I decided to crash for the night on the living room sofa.
Day 2: I woke up to that smell, that smell of decaying flesh, but worse. I had smelled flesh before, but this is almost too sweet and too aged to be any normal flesh. Half of me knew this was most likely caused by Scp-610 accelerating the cell growth thus making it more fermented, but the other half of me merely felt confused, at how something can smell so distinctly like that flesh he had loved before being captured, yet at the same time smell so repulsive. I decided to investigate the basement, as that has seemed to be where it was coming from, to which I found nothing. The smell was probably coming from myself I thought, as I had been infected aster all I injected myself with a syringe of the mystery fluid, and immediately felt relief, exactly as I had before the rash, but the smell was still there. I assumed that it was from all the bodies I had burned the night before, so decided to head out of town, but not before collecting some supplies. From the home I stayed in I had found a small tent, and the last Pepsi I will ever drink, wile enjoying that sweet brown gold, I realized that the foundation didn't give me any water. I quickly relocated the lighter I had used the day before as well as a kettle I had found in the ashes of what used to be a house. I set up camp by a river too large to cross and got to boiling some water. While scooping my second pot of water from the river I notice a deer that I thought was foaming from the mouth, when it came closer I noticed That it was really drooling from the back of it's throat, its jaw was missing and a mixture of frozen saliva and blood coated its chest. It was charging towards me by the time I had levered my gun, I tried to shoot, but as i pulled the trigger, the smell made me flinch. After my third shot I had finally got it to at least stop moving, to which I had a clear shot to the head. I burned the body and went to bed without eating any rations.
Day 3: Today I woke to the sound of my own soft breathing, something which surprised me more than anything else, ever hear the saying 'going too well'? In that moment everything seemed to feel unimportant, the foundation, the smell, my past, I was able to just be at peace for the time. After I had collected myself from my trance, i decide to turn on my radio and ask for supplies
"Hey command, could I get some fucking water? and maybe a few tanks of gasoline, I got stuff I need to burn."
"We could maybe send a supply drone, could you send over your coordinates?"
I didnt't know how to respond to that, coordinates? How was I suppose to know my coordinates?
"It's on the left side of your radio, press that button and it should just patch your coords through." Command replied, nearly reading my mind. I pressed the button on the side labelled with one of those pins you would see on Google Maps when you click somewhere and select 'drop pin'
"52°32'06.7"N 103°57'29.3"E" a robotic voice chimed in
"You're kinda far out of the base, we could send you a drone, but you would need to move about 400 metres north, and I don't think that would be worth it for you seeing as there is no unexplored territory for another 700 metres"
"well I'm dying here either way, I dont see how helping you would change that' With that I threw the radio into the river and headed south, I'm not sure what compeled me to do it, I guess I just wanted to not let the foundation know where I was. After about 3 hours of walking I came across a power plant overran with the flesh, the building which used to expel smoke now being the only building not looking like a million bloody snakes all slithering around each other, trying to constrict around the silos only to be pushed out by another tendon sliding past it. I cringed at how descriptive I thought about the damn flesh. I soon decided to enter the untouched building to spend the night, when I entered, the smell was so strong that I nearly fainted
Item #: Scp-XXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Scp-XXX-1 and Scp-XXX-2 are to be stored separately unless requested by MTF Epsilon-11, or MTF Beta-7. Dr. Strider, D-7489 'Tubby', D-5410 'Hatty', Jose, Lab technician Xixhi, and anyone other personnel in possession of an instance of Scp-XXX-3 are to be evaluated monthly by 1 bio-hazard specialist or 1 medical researcher. Any D-Class besides D-7489 or D-5410 found with an instance of Scp-XXX are to be evaluated by any available researcher, and then terminated. Scp-XXX-1 and Scp-XXX-2 are not to be worn by any personnel (see experiment log XXX-3.) personnel found wearing Scp-XXX-1 or Scp-XXX-2 are to be sedated using no less than 0.5 mg of triazolam, be administered class-A amnestics, and sent on forced leave for 1-3 weeks with supervision from 1 MTF agent and 1 medical researcher. They are to be given the cover story that they had a major panic attack and had to be sedated.
Description: Scp-XXX-1 and Scp-XXX-2 resemble M17A2 gas masks. When stored together, Scp-XXX-1 and Scp-XXX-2 will produce a third gas mask, designated Scp-XXX-3. All instances of Scp-XXX-3 seem to be non anomalous besides there method of creation. After repeated exposure to Scp-XXX-1 or Scp-XXX-2 for a week or more, many personnel have reported shortness of breath, random headaches, and loss of focus. After 35 days of exposure Scp-XXX-1 or Scp-XXX-2 personnel claim to no longer feel symptoms, however, blood testing shows high amounts of lead in there bloodstream. After 80 days of exposure to Scp-XXX-1 or Scp-XXX-2 personnel show that all calcium, zinc, and iron in the body of the individual has been replaced entirely with lead, besides this personnel show no adverse effects. After 128 day of exposure to Scp-XXX-1 or Scp-XXX-2 subjects seem to be unable to remove the mask [finish this later]
Item #: Scp-XXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Scp-XXX is to be stored in a 25 cm3 lock-box in general containment. Under normal conditions, the box may be opened by anyone in the facility. Scp-XXX is to be let out of the box at least once a week to interact with personnel, who, and how many people interact with Scp-XXX do not matter. Although not mandatory, personnel should be advised to wear some sort of protection, such as rubber or latex gloves. During a security breach, the box containing Scp-XXX should be remotely locked, unaccessible by any personnel. Scp-XXX is to be given 1 Altoid a day for 'good behavior'.
Description: Scp-XXX is approximately 21.8 cubic centimeters of grey fluid, with density and consistency similar to that of Crazy Aaron's Thinking Putty. Scp-XXX mainly uses Pseudomonas to move, but is capable of other forms of locomotion such as rolling, slithering, and in one case bipedal walking (see experiment log XXX-3) Scp-XXX is capable of manipulating electricity, allowing researchers to communicate with it via simple 2 way text communicators. All tests involving audio communication are inconclusive.
It is theorized that Scp-XXX only requires oxygen to survive, but will commonly consume Peppermint Altoids presumably out of pleasure. If put into an environment devoid of oxygen Scp-XXX will go into a dormant state, not reanimating until 10 to 15 minutes after oxygen is reintroduced.
If Scp-XXX is split into multiple pieces, classified as Scp-XXX-X, where X is to be given a value based on order of cuts, both, or all objects will gravitate towards each other, taking the most efficient path. Scp-XXX-1 through 5 tend to be similar to Scp-XXX sans size, and will have differing personalities and thoughts from other instances, but will almost always attempt to locate other instances and reunite. Scp-XXX is capable of 'self splitting' and will do it on average, once every 3 months.1
what is the GoI format?
We D-bois got in the shower then they be really cool people. We 'sacrifice' other D-bois to the anomalies. We got guns so the other D-bois will not hurt us and we can do what we want cuz we cool. Hail Showers!
this will never be a real GoI, im gonna be real with you
Item #: Scp-XXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Scp-XXX is to be stored in a padded 30x38x135 centimeter storage locker, inaccessible to any personnel. Testing on Scp-XXX is restricted to level 2 personnel or higher is discontinued, however, if someone proposes a test that is worthwhile, the test may be considered. In the event of an Scp or D-class containment breach, Scp-XXX will be accessible by anyone with level 4 or higher clearance. In the event of a GoI or Rogue Personnel containment breach, Scp-XXX is to remain inaccessible by any personnel. If a containment breach lasts more than 48 hours, and a failsafe and/or lockdown has not been declared, Scp-XXX is to be unlocked, accessible to anyone.
Description: Scp-XXX is a blue, Magnum bat, with 4 symbols engraved on the taper. The 4 symbols are from the norse alphabet, but do not seem to spell anything when translated. The density of Scp-XXX implies it is made of aluminum, but chemical and scratch testing is inconclusive. Scp-XXX is 98 cm long. At its thickest, Scp-XXX is 4.3 cm in radius, and at its thinnest, Scp-XXX is 3.8 cm.
Item #: XXXX
Object Class: Discontinued
im not going to try to finish this one, it just isn't good, if you want the idea, take it.
Special Containment Procedures: Scp XXXX is to be locked up in a thirty (30) by thirty (30) by thirty (30) meter cell made out of tungsten, and to be checked twice daily for leaks. No more subjects are to be enter Scp XXXX's cell, aside from D-397257. if they do then they will be given 10 minutes to leave, any more will result in termination via napalm. if scp XXXX is to leak more than 169 fluid ounces anything then all vents are to be immediately turned to high in an attempt to get scp XXXX back to it's cell.
Description: Scp XXXX is a gas that appears to be inorganic substance that interferes with the human, and animal brain. (Test to see if it affects other kingdom are pointless as well as a waste of time and a big risk.) Scp XXXX can reproduce if it comes in contact with another gas and most liquids, including both man made and natural. As of now the only way to dispose of the gas is though napalm, as it burns hot enough to deconstruct the formula back to the original gas, but still thick enough to not be consumed by the gas. The way it interferes with the brain is described in 4 known stages:
Stage 1 "Prewrecage stage" (immediate exposure - 10 minutes) |
Subjects describe a feeling of lightheadedness and have minor, if any headache. subjects D, C and even B class personal should be interrogated and terminated if they did not get the approval of a researcher with level 3 or higher clearance they should be administered class C amstedics. |
Stage 2 "Draining stage" (11 - 30 minutes) |
Subjects appear to lose higher brain function, and describe a severe loss of energy, slimier to an Adrenalin crash. Any class D or C personal found in this stage should be interrogated, and without order of a researcher with level 3 or higher clearance should be terminated via napalm. |
Stage 3 "Waking stage" (5 - 6 hours) |
Subjects who make it to this stage appear to be a completely different person, but always have the same personality type, INTP. (see adenium XXXX-1 for more information) Subjects that have experienced this stage will refer to themselves as "(first name) walker" and if not terminated will lead 'normal' lives (so far) except for a lack of formality, and a constant 'shift' in subject, as if easily distracted, but always able to catch themselves. 73% of subjects have severe violent outbursts, usually resulting in the death of someone, or themselves. If a subject does have an outburst they are to be terminated via anything available at the time, preferably any type of fire related weapon, (such a wex or Wechselapparat) but if a gun is used, subject must be further terminated via napalm. |
Stage 4 "[REDACTED] stage" (rarely happening after 15 days of exposure) |
subjects D-69391 and D-69392 (adult male twins) are the only two subjects to experience this stage of exposure, even when under the same conditions. (see experiment log XXXX-3 for more information) |
Experiment log:
D-99278 (a healthy human male) entered SCP XXXX for 5 minutes with no adverse effects. Class C amstedics administered. |
D-99278 (Previous test subject) was replaced into SCP XXXX for about 30 seconds before screaming ¨the walker will find you before you find him, because he already can see you!¨ before charging at the task force member accompanying him. D-99278 was then terminated via wex, loaded with napalm. |
XXXX-3
subjects D-69391 and D-69392 (both healthy adult male twins) were placed into SCP XXXX for 30 days. After getting to stage 4 it was concluded that this is the last stage, or at least the last stage a D class can go through before being terminated. One of them escaped and killed 6 MTF members before being stopped by a janitor and an elevator door closing on it's legs. |
subject D-392757 (healthy human female) was placed into SCP XXXX for [UNFINISHED] days. With permission of the 05 cousal, we are able to keep this D alive for more than 30 days. D-392757 was placed into SCP XXXX on September 17, 2016, and is, as of now, still inside SCP XXXX. She should only be taken out in the event of a containment breach, or if she passes stage 4, in which case she should be studied, and then terminated via napalm. |
Side notes:
look im just the cleanor here. but still i will never be able to unsee those things that attacked us. the moble… whatever its called was mutalated right in front of my eyes. and i still had to clean up the mess of blood and, whatever elce is in a body. i managed to get the elevator door closed on its spider like legs. why they thoght it was a good idea to still terminate those prisiners instead of continuing to test is beond me… but im just the cleanor. |
The janitor, C-[REDACTED] was administered class A, B, C, and D amestics, with no affect. permition to use class E or F amnestics were denied.
As of now, D-392757 has not passed stage 3, but we are waiting to see what is after stage 4, if there is any possible way we can even replicate that… damn shame we terminated both 69391 and 69392… what a fucking shame. |
So I had this idea for a test, but we need to wait for this current test to finish, if it does. Anyways I have 3 potential ideas; firstly, we should see if stage 4 only affects twins, if not then my next idea is to put 2 Ds of different bloodlines in it to see if it needs 2 people to experience it at the same time. Lastly, we clone 69392 or 69391 (would it matter?) and put them in there… I don't think the ethics committee would approve of it though |
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