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- Introduction
- Tele-Fridge
- Kill Word(s)
- Emerald Nightmare
- K9 Translator
- Blast Off
- One Big Happy Family
- Out of Context
- FROGBASS
- Ram Jam's Secret
- Doorways
- Tim Duncan, Dribbler of Worlds
- Repeating, of course...
- To Stab The Heart Of A God
- BeesWax
- Layers
- Oh, the humidity!
- I hate when this happens to me
- Westhead's Billboard Hot Top 100
- Holy Shit
- Risky Click of the Minute
- Muda
- Freedom Isn't Free
- One Too Many
- Glory At Home, Just
- Sponsored by Aquafina
- Nut-hing Matters Anymore
- Broadcast Yourself
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Item #: 2689
Object Class: Safe Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2689 is to be kept in a standard 5m x 4m x 2m air tight freezer kept at 14° Fahrenheit (-10° Celsius) in an undisclosed wing of Site-76. As of 2/17/██, Dr. Timothy may view and interact with SCP-2689 once a day. In the event that Dr. Timothy becomes unavailable to perform further tests, a new individual is to be selected by the presiding on-site counselor.
Description: SCP-2689 is a Magic Chef brand Refrigerator. SCP-2689 is in a state of moderate disrepair with dried paint from the wall of the house it was in before containment on the left side of SCP-2689, the handle to the fridge is missing, A sticker mark on its freezer portion indicates that SCP-2689 has been used and SCP-2687's freezer and fridge don't work due to the lack of a compressor. The addition of a compressor from a normal refrigerator does not nullify or alter SCP-2689's anomalous properties.
SCP-2689's anomalous effects become apparent when an object is put into the fridge of SCP-2689 and the door has been closed. Opening the door again will show that the object that was inserted in has vanished, and a new object based on the object inserted will appear in the freezer. Objects that appear in SCP-2689's freezer act as they do any other object of their kind. This process does not work if an object is inserted into the freezer instead of the fridge.
If an input inserted into SCP-2689 is a sentient living creature, the output will be a 2 liter bottle of a dark liquid akin to most soft drinks dubbed SCP-2689-1. On the bottle will be writing written with ████ brand permanent marker that reads the first name of whatever Animal was put into it. If the subject hasn't received a name prior to being inserted into SCP-2689, SCP-2689-1 won't have a name marked onto it and it will not have any liquid in it.
Whenever something consumes SCP-2689-1, the subject who consumed it will pass out within 5-10 minutes after consumption. After they wake up which could take a few hours to a few [REDACTED], their personality will shift to the subject that “transformed” into the instance of SCP-2689-1. Subject will lose the effect within 2-3 hours and most have claimed to not recall what happened. Those who still remember what has happened suffer long term depression and usually exhibit suicide thoughts after 2-3 months. Subjects who consume SCP-2689-1 have reported it to be very bitter and has a very horrid after taste.
Discovery: SCP-2689 was found in a one story house found in the small town of ███████, Australia that has been abandoned since 19██. The house's last residence has not been identified, as any paperwork relating to the house was either lost or destroyed. SCP-2689 was discovered when 2 kids ages █ and ██ went into the house to explore. The children were declared missing that same day and a search party was sent out. The search party found SCP-2689 with the freezer containing 2 instances of SCP-2689-1 with the children's names marked onto the bottles. One of the officers drank one of the instances of SCP-2689-1 and went into a coma. Upon waking the officer started to act and talk like one of the missing children. The Foundation was contacted and retrieved SCP-2689 and administered all of the officers in the search party Class A Amnesiacs.
EXPERIMENT LOG 2689-████: 2/22/██
“We were curious about 2689's anomalous's abilities, 5 experiments were approved by 05-█ and were carried out as soon as possible. 05-█ has also forbid putting human beings into SCP-2689 until further notice.” -Dr. ██████
Experiment# 1
INPUT: A standard #2 pencil.
OUTPUT: A 2 Inch by 2 Inch pink eraser of no brand.
Experiment# 2
INPUT: A single mature Helianthus annuus also known as the common sunflower. (roots, stem and flower are included)
OUTPUT: 5 Seeds of Solanum melongena, a species of Nightshade fruit known as “Eggplant”
Experiment# 3
INPUT: A class of chocolate milk contained in a small glass cup.
OUTPUT: A glass of strawberry milk in the same cup.
Experiment# 4
INPUT: A bottle of Coca-cola brand soft drink (Unopened)
OUTPUT: A molar of an unknown species. (DNA doesn't match any sort of creature found on earth)
Experiment# 5
INPUT: SCP-184
OUTPUT: [DATA EXPUNGED]
"After analyzing SCP-2689 for an extended period of time, we decided that it would be safe to classify it as Euclid. The fourth experiment has told us that the outputs of SCP-2689 don't have to originate from our world. Due to this, all experiments have halted until further notice in order to not accidentally create something that could cause an XK-class: End-of-the-world scenario" -Dr. ██████
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Item #: XXXX
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX itself is only to be known by 05 council members. All personnel below level 5 clearance are given level 0 Information unless stated otherwise. No one is to say SCP-XXXX at any given time unless other wise stated by at least 2/3rd of the 05 council and in a secure soundproof location. Information leak of SCP-XXXX is considered Alpha priority, and Code "HEAR-NO-3VIL"1 will be activated. Once SCP-XXXX information has been localized and detained, local web forums are to be examined for any further activity with SCP-XXXX for the next ██ years.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a set of words that consists of 4 words. It is backwards "███ █████ ██████ ██████ ██ ███". Whenever a living or electronic being says SCP-XXXX, the subject and all people that heard SCP-XXXX will cease all brain functions and immediately expire. Autopsies report a large amount of helium built up in the brain after death, but otherwise everything is still healthy. The bodies of the subjects show no anomalous properties.
Mispronunciation of SCP-XXXX still activates its effect.
Whenever a electronic device says SCP-XXXX in any form of talk-to-speech program, the machine/computer will malfunction, resulting in the machine to stop working altogether, and will not turn on again. Attempts at fixing machines affected by SCP-XXXX have proved futile. No other anomalous properties are seen after the effect takes place.
Reading SCP-XXXX does not activate its effect, but will make subjects reading SCP-XXXX extremely anxious, usually asking to dismiss themselves if others are present. This effect is temporary lasts for around a few hours to a few days. It is unknown if this effect is from SCP-XXXX itself or is a normal reaction.
During testing, an 05 Council member will write down SCP-XXXX and a D-class personnel will be instructed to say the word in a soundproof container. Results are to be documented and all involved Researchers and Doctors will be administered Class A Amnesics. All futured testing of SCP-XXXX has been permanently cancelled. Please see your On-site director for more details.
Anomalous entities (Specifically Linguistic Humanoid SCPS) appear to be immune to SCP-XXXX's effects. Tests on SCP-2623 and SCP-1952 has resulted in both subject's not being affected by SCP-XXXX in any way.
Discovery: SCP-XXXX was discovered in a one story house in ███, Kentucky. Local have stated that a satanic cult used it as their base of operations. SCP-XXXX was found in a journal that the head master of the cult had supposedly kept as a diary. The journal is a standard composition book with black marker written on the cover that reads "Lucifer's Cool." The rest of the journal's contents where normal except for SCP-XXXX. The journal has since been kept at a low value containment area with instances of SCP-XXXX made completely illegible.
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING DOCUMENT HAS BEEN DEEMED EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
["TEY LOOC EW REA"]
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Item #: 2429
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Containment sites have been created at SCP-2429's manifested areas specifically for SCP-2429. Drs and researchers are issued to report to 05-██ if they witness SCP-2429's mist growing or shrinking in size. Instances of SCP-2429-1 that exit SCP-2429 is to be gunned down immediately.
Subjects that are exposed to SCP-2429 are to be evaluated to be terminated immediately unless stated otherwise by On-site councilors.
Description: SCP-2429 is a dimension that appears to be identical to current earth, and all animal and plant life appear to be as if they are in mid decomposition and have no vital life signs but still function. The sky always appears to be cloudy and light is visible through the clouds despite lack of a sun. The entire area of SCP-2429 is completely covered in a deep mist, making it difficult to survey inside of SCP-2429.
Access to SCP-2429 is possible through 5 different points throughout earth that appear as a 2-4 mile radius of a deep mist. Samples of the mist show no anomalous properties. If a subject is exposed to the mist for more then 5 minutes, the subject will fall asleep and will be given assess to SCP-2429. The mist inside SCP-2429 does not act like this, but however does activate if the subject falls asleep within SCP-2429. Areas that contain SCP-2429 include:
1: ████, Italy
2: ██ Miles into the Australian Outback
3:Gothenburg, Sweden (Containment site has been disguised as a local millitary base. Due to high
population of containment area, extra containment procedures are in place)
4: Middle Kansas.
-5: [DATA EXPUNGED BY 05 COMMAND]
Subjects inside SCP-2429 witness animals and plants that have been overgrown with thorny vines are appear to be deep into the decomposition phase but still contain vital signs. These are to be called SCP-2429-1 for the rest of the document. Instances of SCP-2429-1 are extremely violent towards all forms of life. Behavior is similar to SCP-682. Creatures and plants assaulted by SCP-2429-1 become engulfed in rotten plants and become SCP-2429-1 themselves. Some instances of SCP-2429-1 can escape SCP-2429 and can spread the distinctive disease of SCP-2429. These instances are to be gunned down immediately.
Addendum 2429-B: Further exploration has been accepted and funded by 05-██. The Mobile Task Force Upsilon “Dream Catcher” has been dispatched to SCP-2429 to investigate it further. Upon 10 months of dispatch the Mobile Task Force Upsilon has returned with only ██ fatalities. MTF Upsilon returned with a humanoid being that resembles the greek mythical creature called a satyr dubbed SCP-2429-2. SCP-2429-2 is a Caucasian 5.7 Ft tall male and weighs ██ lbs. SCP-2429-2 claims to have created SCP-2429 long ago. SCP-2429 claims that his physical form can only be contained in SCP-2429 which what he dubs “The Emerald Nightmare” and that SCP-2429-2 outside of SCP-2429
is “merely an echo”. Tests have confirmed that SCP-2429-2 outside SCP-2429 is composed of photons and several other irrelevant particles. Despite not being composed of any form of matter, SCP-2429-2 has seen to be able to interact with objects outside SCP-2429 and how SCP-2429-2 speaks is still unknown. On-site personnel are not to answer or comply with SCP-2429-2's requests for any reason, as SCP-2429-2 has malicious intent towards all life.
Log Recording, SCP-2429-2
Dr. ████: Hello SCP-2429-2
SCP-2429-2: Greetings I suppose.
Dr. ████: Would you like to explain how you created SCP-2429?
SCP-2429-2: I would like it if you called it by its actual name, The Emerald Nightmare.
Dr.████: Apologies, would you like to explain how you created The Emerald Nightmare?
SCP-2429-2: Simple. I planted a seed into the ground of the Tree of Dreams. A seed that was tainted by the Old One.
Dr. ████: Tainted? Old one? Care to explain SCP-2429-2? Also do you wish to be called that?
SCP-2429-2: It is fine, but anyway, I am baffled of your lack of knowledge of the Old One, then again you humans are terribly ignorant.
(2 Minutes pass by)
SCP-2429-2: All you need to know is that its a god in disguise. A god in Chains. A god in containment…
Dr.████: Is there a chance that your Old One is currently an SCP?
(SCP-2429-2 Scoffs at Dr.████)
SCP-2429-2: Took you long enough.
“Dr.████ was assaulted by 3 instances of SCP-2429-1 that appeared to be spawned by SCP-2429-2. Further interviews with SCP-2429-2 have been permanently canceled."]]
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Item #: X
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-X is to be kept in a standard medium security animal containment facility. SCP-X is to not be introduced to any canid unless in a controlled testing environment. Emergencies regarding SCP-X's health are to be handled by the presiding Site Director. SCP-X does not require any more special needs or treatment beyond that of a non-anomalous instance of it's species.
Once testing is done with any SCP-X-1 instance, it is to be returned to the location it was retrieved unless instructed otherwise.
Description: SCP-X is a male short haired chihuahua. SCP-X features a short muzzle, a prominent jawline, a large, prominent forehead, and a round head with a molera similar to "Apple Head" Chihuahuas.
SCP-X suffers from Hip Dysplasia, as such, onsite personnel are to handle SCP-X with care. Except for a larger and more complex larynx, SCP-X is biologically no different then a non-anomalous dog of it's breed.
SCP-X is capable of human speech, and has a Welsh accent. SCP-X's voice is of a human male approximately 30 to 40 years of age. SCP-X has stated that it is capable of speaking English, Japanese and Welsh. SCP-X knows how to read English Japanese and Welsh, and understands basic grammer. SCP-X is cooperative to onsite researchers and no containment breach attempts have been recorded since containment. Psych tests of SCP-X report an IQ of 146.2
SCP-X has a large understanding of modern day knowledge and theories, including string theory, black hole theory and nuclear fusion. SCP-X has completed the Master Sommelier Diploma Exam without any error in under 5 minutes. SCP-X claims to have learned this from studying school and college text books before containment.
If a member of the Canidae family is within 20 yards of SCP-X, the subject will begin to exhibit human speech similar to SCP-X (Hereafter referred to as SCP-X-1.) Each SCP-X-1 instance has shown to have a complex personality, speech pattern, and emotions similar to a human. SCP-X-1's personality and speech patterns differentiate between each individual canid. SCP-X-1's anomalous properties cease when removed from SCP-X's anomalous area.
Interviewed: SCP-X
Interviewer: Dr. Westy
Foreword: Interview taken shortly after discovery and containment of SCP-X.<Begin Log, ██, ██, ████.>
Dr. Westy: Hello, SCP-X.
SCP-X: Hows it going, Doctor?Dr. Westy: I am fine. Did you ever have an owner before being confiscated by the
foundation?
SCP-X: Nope, I was a wild dog, I was born in the streets of ████. My mother died from childbirth. Me and my Litter survived off of trash and half-eaten food that humans would throw away.Dr. Westy: Did the litter exhibit any anomalous properties, or were you the only one?
SCP-X: I'm going to be honest, I have no idea. They didn't seem weird to me, they talked just like I did, but now knowing my abilities, don't know if they were talking from me or if they had the abilities themselves.
Dr. Westy: Are any of them still alive to this day?
SCP-X: No, in ████, we were captured and we were put into what they called a "Dog Pound" The place was horrible, the ground was so hard, the food was so bland, and the other dogs were savages. and the humans there would put these needles into my brothers and sisters. They called it "Putting them down." I have no idea if it's a gift from the heavens themselves, or if I'm supremely lucky, but I did escape that wretched place by sneaking by the vets when they were preparing to kill me.
Dr. Westy: Did the pound discover your anomalous properties?
SCP-X: Nope, I knew that other dogs didn't talk like we did, and that a talking dog would be considered an abomination or even witchcraft. I made real sure that none of my litter spoke a word. We only really communicated through whispering, and even then it was very risky.
Dr. Westy: Your anomalous field should have affected the other dogs. Are you sure your anomalous properties were not discovered?
SCP-X: I never said they discovered them, course they saw talking dogs. One of them even fainted at the sight of a giant husky speaking in a woman's voice. But as far as I know they where taken to the doctor for hallucinations, so nobody knows a thing.
Dr. Westy: Is this right before we confiscated you?SCP-X: There's more, be patient doctor. As I was running away from that wretched place, I saw a really tall man in the woods. He had a leather jacket, jeans and large boots. He called to me, and asked if I was lost. I do not remember the encounter very well, but he seemed to know my abilities. He took me to this place he called a "Wanders Library" where they asked a whole bunch of cryptic questions. They gave me a pill that knocked me out cold. I woke up around the place you guys found me.
Dr. Westy: Very interesting, is there more?
SCP-X: Nope, that's all I can remember before you guys came along.
Dr. Westy: Thank you for cooperating SCP-X, do you have any questions or requests before this interview is over and we put you into containment?
SCP-X: I would like it if you didn't call me SCP-X, I know the purpose of giving your creatures a number for cataloguing purposes, but being treated as one makes me feel a tad bit sad. I always wanted a name, a real name, ones that owners give their dogs as a sign of affection.
Dr. Westy: I do not think we can do that, Yes, we give our SCPs numbers to catalogue them, but also to not get emotionally attached. To everyone in the world you are a freak of nature, and as such I do not think it would be wise to treat you as a normal dog would be treated. I will discuss it with the Site Director though, I cannot make any guarantees, SCP-X
SCP-X: Thank you for understanding doctor.
<End Log, ██, ██, ████>
Closing Statement: [Site Director ████ has since agreed with giving SCP-X a name when speaking to it in the future. SCP-X has chosen the name "Cody" for future interviews.]
Interviewed: Instance of SCP-X-1
Description of Interviewee: Species: Fox. Gender: Female. Undomesticated
Interviewer: Dr. Westy
Foreword: Subject was captured in the wild and was introduced to SCP-X while it was sleeping.
<Begin Log, 23, █, ████.>
Dr. Westy: Hello, How are you?
SCP-X-1: Well, except for the fact that I was kidnapped by a bunch of monkeys, I'm pretty fucking dandy.
Dr. Westy: We apologize for all of this, all we ask is your name, and what your life is like before we contained you.
SCP-X-1: My names Charlotte, and I have kits that I need to feed. Now I cant feed them thanks to you.
Dr. Westy: Good, do you realize that you are talking to a human, foxes don't normally speak.
SCP-X-1: Yes we do, you idiots just don't pay attention to us.
Dr. Westy: We could not hear you speak if you ever did. You and other canidae seemed to be incapable of human speech.
SCP-X-1: Well, newsflash, we do speak. It's a good thing at least one of you gorillas pays attention to the animals around them.
Dr. Westy: Is there anything else you would wish to tell us about your linguistic abilities?
SCP-X-1: Are you even listening to me? Even when you somewhat want to pay attention you don't even follow my point.
(SCP-X-1 sighs, and visibly appears to shake it's head..)
SCP-X-1: Listen, are you listening? You humans used to hear us for a long while a few thousand years ago. We were your messengers, your best companions. We had amazing conversations. It was good to have interaction with you. Then something happened, you were confused, you acted like we suddenly stopped talking. You thought we were cursed or some shit. You got rid of most of the canids, but kept the stupid dogs.
Dr. Westy: How do you know this?
SCP-X-1: It's the same as you idiots putting information in a book that people many years later will read. We aren't just the carnivorous savages you think we are, we are a society, just like yours. Now please, put me back in my home.
Dr. Westy: Be patient, Charlotte, we will do that in a moment.
(As Dr. Westy is writing down notes, SCP-X-1 notices SCP-X and observes it.)
SCP-X-1: Who is this? And why is he here?
Dr. Westy: He is the reason why we can speak to you.
SCP-X-1: So the rumors were true.
(SCP-X-1 refused to respond to any more questions in the interview.)
<End Log, 23, █, ████.>
Closing Statement: A tracking device was implanted in SCP-X-1 and was released back at the last location it was retrieved. "Rumors? what rumors? SCP-X has some explaining to do." -Dr. Westy
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"This is probably one of the most expensive and dangerous ideas I have ever heard." Exclaimed Dr. Westy. Dr. Westy was regarded as the person at Site 354 for suggesting ideas to and offering a alternative solution if one is possible. He almost always had another plan to something, whether it be describing 055 as effectively as possible, or sending people down 970. This idea, however, spelled disaster 5 times over.
"Have a D-Class look at 096 in a space shuttle out in space? So many risks are involved with this guy, like seriously."
"We will be fine, Doctor." It was Junior Researcher Hannah, Westy's assistant.
"No important personnel will be up there." Dr. Westy and JR Hannah very knew what the cost of a single shuttle just for one experiment would be. They knew it perfectly well.
"Hannah, I am pretty damn well aware that we wouldn't put important personnel up there. My problem is that, yes, the Foundation is funded up the ass, but we still shouldn't waste money. Why would we need to do this experiment anyway?" He reminded her; Dr. Westy was practically yelling at this point.
"I mean, how the hell is it going to reach that high of a distance, let alone have enough speed to reach the shuttle?"
"That's….. basically the reason why I want to do this experiment, doctor." Dr. Westy began to pace around his office, thinking hard. "If 096 does for some reason reach the shuttle, that will be millions of dollars in damage, and will most likely crash back on earth, which will be a pain to cover up. if he doesn't reach it then we will most likely have a very angry shy guy waiting for 096-1 back on earth, which could complicate things a bit. Both of those outcomes are not favorable. At the same time, if this experiment goes as planned, the Foundation might have 096 contained in space. It wouldn't be able to get back down."
"I will discuss it to the Site Director; launching Foundation space crafts require at least one 05 to agree. The Site Director would most likely disagree with this idea, let alone a 05 member." Dr. Westy was not proud of his risky decision, but there could be a chance of more effective containment procedures. Sure, containing 096 was easy when docile, but when its mad there is a lot of things to prepare that just make it a pain in the ass for the Foundation. If it could be in a situation where if it couldn't get down to earth, or to people in space; it would be technically neutralized, as it's effect wouldn't ever activate due to being in a constant state of hopelessly trying to pursue SCP-096-1.
Long story short, a few 05 members did agree, they funded a small rocket to be taken outside the atmosphere with a D-Class inside. The rocket is remote controlled as to not harm important personnel and a photograph of SCP-096's face was kept in a lock box in the rocket. A voice came from a radio transmitter that was given to the D-Class. "Ok, D-2135, please open the lock box and observe the photograph inside." D-2135 was do as he was told, and he found a photograph of a large naked…. thing. Its ribs were showing through its skin, it's fingers where bloody and it was completely pale. However, none of that compared to its face, it had the face of nightmares. It reminded D-2135 of the boogeyman, or the monster underneath his bed that haunted his dreams as a child.
Back at SCP-096's containment cell, 096 went into it's emotional state as usual, but this time took 5 minutes instead of the expected 1-2 minutes. SCP-096 started running towards the Sahara Desert, the area for the of the launch pad for D-2135. Helicopters tried to disable SCP-096 with sniper rifles, but each shot didn't impede SCP-096's progress. As SCP-096 reached the launch pad of the launch area, it began to run in a large circle around the launch facility, gradually gaining speed and velocity as it ran around. This continued for another 2 hours, creating a sand storm in the process. SCP-096 finally stepped onto the launch pad while it was running at 1267 KPH, breaking the sound barrier by a good margin, and jumped into the air. The entire facility was destroyed in a matter of seconds at the force created by 096's huge jump, and created a crater rivaling that of some meteorites.
SCP-096 eventually broke through the earth's atmosphere and began to float in space. SCP-096 was not affected by the vacuum of space at all, nor the lack of oxygen. 096 perfectly launched itself in way to be on a crash course with D-2135's shuttle.
D-2135 stared into the void that was space. He looked down towards earth, his home. He thought about the mistakes he has made, the risks he had taken and the regrets that still linger within his sub-conscious. Everyday he thought about it, only to remind himself that thinking about it only made it worse. D-2135 smacked himself the across the face and mentally told him self to keep together. He did not know why he is in space why he had to look at a photo of a really terrifying creature. It could have been one of the Foundation's anomalous objects that they keep talking about.
Thinking about it now, it was funny to D-2135. Killing a couple of people and now hes a lab rat to dangerous objects. It was fascinating to him, to say the least. Like how a dog would bite a human, and would be a lab rat to dozens of animal experiments. As D-2135 was thinking about his life, he spotted a white dot heading towards the space shuttle at a incredible speed. Once it came into view, he recognized it as the creature he saw in the photo. He could not hear it, but just by looking at it, he could tell that it was screaming for all it had. He was terrified. He had not known that that thing was going to get him. He went into the shuttle bathroom and hid in the shower, hopefully it was stupid enough to not find him.
But all of a sudden, D-2135 heard a roar in the silence of space….
The creature burst into the shuttle, up in flames from the impact and screaming like it was giving birth to babies covered in thumbtacks. The ship rang an alarm with computerize voice warning all passengers of hull damage to the ship. Before the message could play all the way through, SCP-096 tore apart and ate D-2135, leaving no trace except for a faint blood splatter. I The space craft and SCP-096 crashed on earth in the middle of Italy, with a cover story of a giant meteorite hitting Italy being planted. SCP-096 was then found and recontained without incident.
"I guess 096 is really good at jumping?" JR Hannah said to Dr. Westy the next morning at the water cooler.
"Heh, you would think he would make a really good NBA player." said Dr. Westy jokingly, trying desperately to forget the millions of dollars wasted on the experiment.
"Oh hey, doctor, I have an idea, what if we put 096 in 106's pocket dimension and have someone look at his face?"
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Item #: SCP-2658
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Due to its nature, SCP-2658 is contained on site.
A 4m privacy fence has been constructed around SCP-2658. Agents stationed at Observation Post-2658 are to deter trespassers, and are to administer amnestics on a case-by-case basis.
Only D-class are allowed for testing within SCP-2658.
Description: SCP-2658 is a one story house located in the city of ██████, Kansas. SCP-2658 contains one bathroom, two bedrooms, one kitchen, a basement and a moderately sized living room. SCP-2658 has working electricity and plumbing despite lacking access to the main power grid and sewer system. SCP-2568's exterior and interior are indestructible, and all efforts to move or displace items within SCP-2658 have proven futile.
If a human remains within any room for an extended period of time, an entity will manifest within that location (designated SCP-2658-1-7.) Entities within SCP-2658 are intangible, and do not react to the presence of observers that are not present within SCP-2658.
Entity/Location | Appearance/Behavior | Affects |
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SCP-2658-1/Living Room | A male in his late teens. Typically manifests in in the southwest corner of the room, knelt in prayer. Will occasionally cross the room and will proceed to "Bless" subjects inside SCP-2658 by coming into contact with the subject and stating a standard christian blessing. | Subjects exposed to SCP-2658-1 will begin to grow unnatural growths on the subject's back. The forming of these growths will continue for around ██ days and will form into what appears to be wings belonging to a Wandering Albatross. Subject's claim to feel extreme pain during and after this process. Subjects will be able to fly a few meters high in the air once the wings have fully formed. The wings appear to be made of cartilage and small amounts of bone. Despite no muscles and nerves within the wings, the subject can move and feel objects with these wings. The reason this happens is still unknown. |
SCP-2658-2/Northeast Bedroom | A middle age male at approximately 30 to 40 years of age designated SCP-2658-2. The Entity will attempt to calm the subject and to reassure the subjects safety | Subjects exposed to SCP-2658-2 will feel an overwhelming sense of calm and joy. Subjects emit a small amount of light through their eyes, making it difficult to see the subject's pupils. Subjects claim they can see "beings that were not there before." This effect usually wears off in a few hours. Subjects afterwards claim it to be a pleasant experience, and often question to experience it again. SCP-2658-2 has been deemed neutralized. Read Incident 2658-1 for more information. |
SCP-2658-3/Bathroom | An elderly woman approximately 60 years of age designated SCP-2658-3. SCP-2658-3 will speak to the subject and will attempt to coax the subject to exit SCP-2658 and to not return. | Subjects will often attempt to leave SCP-2658 itself; often requiring on site personnel to physically intercept the subject. Subjects after being intercepted will claim to feel an overwhelming sense of anxiety and state that they want "To go home." If the subject is returned to its current official residence after exposure, the house will over go a low level reality distortion event, distorting the matter of objects within a small area. Termination of the subject will cease this effect and is required during tests. |
SCP-2658-4/Southeast Bedroom | A male child approximately 8 years of age designated as SCP-2658-4. Subject usually manifests upon the bed, laying down and sleeping. Subject will then wake up and ask the subject about SCP-2658-4's safety regarding the entities father. | Subjects exposed to SCP-2658-4 will go into a state of paralysis for 10 seconds. Upon waking, the subject will claim to be extremely anxious and will begin to speak to onsite personnel about the subject's safety, often asking to be excused to onsite researchers. Subjects exposed to the entity are most often diagnosed with Vitricophobia and Syngenesophobia3 |
SCP-2658-5/Dining Room | A female teenager designated as SCP-2568-5. SCP-2568-5 will speak with the subject about the entities' depression and personal life. SCP-2658-5 is seen with a bottle of vodka of an indeterminate brand, and appears to be drunk. | Subjects exposed to the entity will begin to develop mild depression and will claim to gain the feeling of hopelessness. Subjects will often state "Why doesn't dad love us?" when questioned about stated hopelessness. Subjects have been reported to eat in excess and causing anomalous weight gain. Extra weight will diminish upon leaving SCP-2658. |
SCP-2658-6/Kitchen | A female at approximately 30 years of age designated SCP-2658-6. SCP-2658-6 will often speak to the subject about the divorce of the entities' husband, and will begin to attempt to calm the subject about the actions that happen within the household. Current theories state that SCP-2658-6 is the wife of SCP-2658-7, but further research is ongoing. SCP-2658-6 appears to be 8 months into pregnancy. | Subjects exposed will begin to displace at 10-20 second intervals within 20 meters of the subjects current location. The subject has no control on where they are displaced. Matter does not impede the subject's ability to displace and will often displace inside SCP-2658's wall, suffocating the subject. SCP-2658-6 has a second anomalous effect that consists of if SCP-2658-6's pregnancy is ever mentioned within the confines of SCP-2658; the subject will begin to [DATA EXPUNGED] [DATA EXPUNGED], go into labor and [DATA EXPUNGED]. The fetus is to be terminated immediately. |
SCP-2658-7/Basement | A male adult at approximately 30 to 40 years of age designated SCP-2658-7. SCP-2658-7 will insult the subject on various topics often using high amounts of profanity; often revolving the subjects performance in a school setting. Reports have noted SCP-2658-7 inflicts pain upon subjects, but no physical trauma has been recorded. | Subject's exposed to SCP-2658-7 will have all of their bodily fluids4 replaced with an indeterminate liquid. The liquid is composed of Coca-cola brand soft drink, a large quantity of salt, and [DATA EXPUNGED]. Despite not being capable of sustaining the needs of the human body, the subject will still function as normal. If this liquid is extracted and placed into a container within any of the other rooms that SCP-2658-1-6 can manifest inside of, the entity corresponding with that room will manifest and [REDACTED], usually causing high casualties. |
A-8/Attic | [REDACTED] | [REDACTED] |
Incident 2658-27: On ██, ██, 20██, SCP-2658-2 was found to have committed suicide by gunshot. It is unknown how SCP-2658-2 obtained the weapon. A message written in feces can be found near SCP-2658-2's corpse on the wall:
the baby isn't going to live. the baby will die at child birth
the father has abused it too muchh [sic], its bruised.
i cannot live anymor [sic], please forgive me. your dad is going to erupt one day.
and he will make me have a bad time dying, so i took the easy way out
i suggest you escape the pain right now as well.
Addendum:
Entity/Location | Appearance/Behavior | Affects |
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A-8/Attic | SCP-2658-8 is an electromagnetic wave frequency that is 257 GHz located in the attic. SCP-2658-8 cannot leave the confines of SCP-2658 and can only be picked up in the attic. Radio Receivers under the influence of SCP-2658-8 will play a series of sounds. It is revealed that by speeding up the audio it appears to be of SCP-2658-4 asking "Mommy, is the baby going to be okay?" The voice is in obvious distress. Putting SCP-2658-8 through a spectrogram reveals a photo that resembles a ultrasound scan of [REDACTED]. | [DATA EXPUNGED]. Subjects exposed to SCP-2658-8's spectrogram are to be terminated immediately via standard gas chamber. Gas chamber is then to be cleaned immediately with bleach and mop by a D-class. |
WARNING: The following image has been deemed a Class I cognitohazard.
The main memetics have been censored by O5 Command. Please report to a Foundation counselor after viewing this image if you exhibit anomalous behavior changes.
NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
The following document contains an active infohazard. Multiple changes were required to obtain an accurate document.
The numerical designation given to SCP-2543 has been granted for convenience purposes.
-Kim Genicode, Co-Director, RAISA
Item #: SCP-2543
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the inapplicable nature of SCP-2543 in literature and media, constant surveillance is unnecessary. A web crawler designed to search for the phrase "SCP-2543" will search several popular image board websites monthly and will delete any positives through any means. Any reports of the phrase "SCP-2543" within physical media is to be investigated and all evidence of SCP-2543 be removed.
SCP-2543-1 is kept in a low-security anomaly storage facility.
Description: SCP-2543 is an active infohazard. When the phrase "SCP-2543" "████ ████ ████ ████████ ███████" is presented on any physical or electronic medium, it will replace the sentence with "SCP-2543." It is currently unknown if "SCP-2543" in this context refers to the numerical system made by the SCP Foundation, or any other meaning unknown to the Foundation. SCP-2543's ability will activate indirectly as well via photos of unchanged sentences. It should be noted that, whether referring to the Foundation or not, the appearance of SCP-2543 in public technically constitutes a security breach.
The replacing of SCP-2543 ████ ████ ████ ████████ ███████ occurs when the subject loses physical observation of the sentence and returns observation. This includes means of indirect observation, including ultrasound scans.
SCP-2543-1 is a vellum that contains the mentioned sentence that does not activate SCP-2543's infohazard. Any other inscriptions on SCP-2543 containing the sentence will be affected by the infohazard.5 It is currently theorized that SCP-2543-1 was the first usage of the sentence before the initial infohazard manifested.
Addendum
SCP-2543 was discovered from 3 instances of media that were reported to have confusing dialog that didn't correlate with the story/media that it presented. The following excerpts have been attached to the document. SCP-2543-1 was discovered within a hut in a Najavo village, and was used as a base to locate the exact infohazard.
[SCP-2543 LOG]
Media Title: "The Raven's Eye 2: Gemstone."
Medium: Physical
(…) but Jack frowned upon the Scribe, as he wrote him his story. His toothless grin kept a constant smile while he continued writing. After many hours, the Scribe announced that he was ready, and handed the story to jack.
"What's this? The Raven's… Oculus?"
"Indeed the story's title, a desperate tale to rescue the sister of King Nigel. Read as you will, if you're interested still. I shall rest again, please find me if your journey is in vain."
The Scribe sat up from his chair, and headed down the hall with the candle in his hand. Jack began to read the tale that the Scribe procured him. As he has heard endlessly before, a story by the Scribe was destined to come true. His request for a tale for him to receive the Raven's Eye was well received by him, even if the plot seemed unclear.
3 pages into the book, he noticed a saying he did not recognize.
SCP-2543?
What was SCP-2543? It sounded… strange. It sounded… wrong. Something that shouldn't be. He thought he would be terrified, but he was strangely…. curious. Maybe morbidly curious, according to the thing's description.
He put the book into his satchel, and exited the house. (…)
Media Title: "JoePlaysBlogs! Episode 77: You know, the usual…."
Medium: Electronic
(…) Speaking of which, I was picking up groceries, and this hobo stopped me. He said to me something I will never forget in my life. If I recall correctly, "SCP-2543."
What a creep, like seriously, going up to random teens and just spurting out random creepy words like they're at church confessing their sins. People like them disgust me. (…)
Media Title: "Slime"
Medium: Electronic
(…) Slime. I love slime. Slime slivers down my pores really slowly… slowly…. it feels…. good. Slowly…. I feel…. slime.
SCP-2543. I love SCP-2543. SCP-2543 slivers down my pores really quickly…. quickly…. it feels… strange. Slowly….. I feel…. SCP-2543.
Slime and SCP-2543 go hand in hand. (…)
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: A fence has been constructed around SCP-XXXX, with two guards patrolling the perimeter at all times. Amnestics are to be applied on a case by case basis on unauthorized civilians. Any civilian reports of music emanating from SCP-XXXX are to be discredited as a small concert being hosted at that location. As SCP-XXXX is a self-sustaining ecosystem, no procedures are necessary for feeding SCP-XXXX-1 instances.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a 75m2 area within the Everglade wetlands in Florida, USA. SCP-XXXX contains flora and fauna consistent with similar locations, with the exception of 147 instances of Florida chorus frog (Pseudacris nigrata), designated as SCP-XXXX-1
SCP-XXXX-1 instances are physically non-anomalous to that of a normal Florida chorus frog. However, SCP-XXXX-A constantly emit vocalizations that harmoniously produce music of the electronic dance genre. These vocalizations are emitted constantly, and not solely for breeding. All SCP-XXXX-1 instances are capable of creating complex music from these individual vocalizations. These songs are often replications or "remixes" of already existing songs in popular media. Besides from this, SCP-XXXX-1 instances behave and function like non-anomalous Florida chorus frogs.
SCP-XXXX-A designates an anomaly that affects Florida chorus frog specimens that are within SCP-XXXX. If the specimen stays within the area for 4 weeks without exiting, the specimen will be transformed into an SCP-XXXX-1 instance through an unknown process by the specimen's larynx to instantly change, causing it to gain a mauve coloration and to grow in size, and allowing it to use its anomalous vocalizations. This anomaly does not affect tadpoles and eggs.
Addendum-A: SCP-XXXX is currently theorized to have been a popular landmark in 1975-1987 for its anomaly. Reports of multiple groups of people arriving at the location, listening to the music produced, and reusing the music at other locations were received. It is currently theorized that SCP-XXXX has existed since the Cretaceous period, but was only first discovered in 1899.
Addendum-B: On ██/██/2009, SCP-XXXX produced a song that has not been introduced to the public. On ██/██/2010, the same song was produced by popular American Electronic Dance Music producer, Sonny John Moore (colloquially known for his stage-name "Skrillex") titled "Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites." Extensive screening of Sonny revealed that he has never heard of or interacted with SCP-XXXX in any manner.
A similar phenomenon occurred with Canadian Electronic Dance Music producer Frédérik Durand, (colloquially known for his stage-name "Snails"), where SCP-XXXX produced a song not introduced to the public in 2014, and Frédérik produced the same song on 2015 titled "Frogbass", without any prior knowledge of SCP-XXXX. Investigation on this temporal phenomenon is ongoing.
Item #: SCP-2831
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the widespread popularity of SCP-2831, it cannot be contained in the traditional sense. However, Foundation personnel are to respond to reports of persons that correlate with SCP-2831's anomalous effects, and are to distribute amnestics as appropriate per incident.
In the event of a widespread containment breach, Operation Stone Cold is to be enacted. Operation Stone Cold consists of launching aircraft fitted with Long Range Acoustic Devices set to play the lyric "Bambalam" to spread across infected areas.
Information regarding SCP-2831 in public media is to be removed with the cover story "Technical Issues." Webcrawlers are to search popular social networking sites for any SCP-2831 positive phrases that seem random in the sentence's context.
Description: SCP-2831 is the collective designation of two anomalies affecting the popular song "Black Betty" produced by American band "Ram Jam" in 1977.
SCP-2831-1 designates each usage of the words "Black Betty" within the stated song. The words themselves do not carry any anomalous properties outside of the song. Upon hearing SCP-2831-1, the subject will develop a unique perception disorder. The subject will believe that they are currently within the confines of a Utopian city named "Bambalam." Subjects state that Bambalam is in a time lock, and is stuck in the year 1977. This effect persists even if the subject isn't within the confines of a city or town.
SCP-2831-2 designates each usage of the words "Bambalam" within the stated song. As with SCP-2831-1, the words themselves do not carry anomalous properties outside of the song. Upon hearing SCP-2831-2, the subject will lose all anomalous effects correlating with SCP-2831-1 instantly. Subjects state that this transfer is unnoticeable, and has no effect on them physically. It has been observed that a subject can gain a "resistance" to SCP-2831-1 by listening to SCP-2831-2 multiple times in quick succession, which dampens the effect significantly.
Addendum: The following file requires level 3 clearance to access:
NOTICE FROM THE RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
This document describes an anomaly that has been neutralized successfully. This document is kept only for historic and archival purposes.
~ Researcher Genicode, Head Archival Member, RAISA.
Item #: SCP-7633
Object Class: Safe Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-7633's location, extensive containment procedures are currently unnecessary. All residence of SCP-7633 is to be denied access outside of containment. The company that owns the store that SCP-7633-1 can be accessed from has been bought by a Foundation front company "Henry's Musicians." SCP-7633 has been successfully neutralized as of "Project Soapbox-Teddy."
Description: SCP-7633 designates a localized 24 hour time loop affecting a city within a separate reality in space-time. The city (designated as SCP-7633-1) is only accessible through a store in New York City that sells music accessories. Upon entering the store's storage closet, the subject will be transported to SCP-7633-1.
SCP-7633-1 appears to be an exact replica of New York City, NY in the year 1977. SCP-7633 can be entered and exited by external subjects without any complications. However, the population of SCP-7633-1 is unable to leave or interact with external forces. Subjects state that there is an "invisible barrier" blocking their exit from SCP-7633. Subjects also claim that they have no memory of the last SCP-7633 reset. The major aspects of SCP-7633 is as follows:
- Large amounts of people would exit the newspaper producing company buildings, attempting to provide newspapers to civilians with the headline "Going to War with Time itself! Propaganda workers needed!"
- Large amounts of people would attempt to create a song that would "encourage" people on what it was they were working on.
- The creation of said song by approximately 4 individuals under the name "Ram Jam."
- The construction of a large, concrete statue of an unidentified woman in a standard 1970s school promenade dance dress, with a device that appears to be a standard electric megaphone in its right hand. A plaque at the base of the statue reads: "Our Founder: Black Betty. Blunt as the Black Sky." The statue would then be painted entirely black.
- The formation of several rebellion groups that are aware of SCP-7633's barrier, and are currently trying to discover how to escape. Interrogation reveals that the city is called "Bambalam" and was renamed by the city administration after the "supposed time loop was "created"". These rebellion groups show great distaste to the cities' administration, and wishes for them to be overthrown.
- A member of SCP-7633 administration will hold a speech for the entire city, telling them about the time-loop that they affected the city with, and how its used to "combat the year 1978." He goes on to say that he visited the town medium, which predicted both what would happen to the town tomorrow, and in 1978. As the first prediction was true, this proved to the administration that on 1978, something terrible was going to happen. The administration has attempted to create a time loop at the city to prevent it from happening with an unknown cause.
- Attempting to play the created song through the stated megaphone through unknown, anomalous means. The song only states "We're here forever and we're never leaving, baby, whoa, bl-" before SCP-7633 resets.
Appendix-1: On ██/██/1975, the administration of SCP-7633-1 began to deviate from its normal behavior pattern, and begin to commence a series of actions that increased SCP-7633 range of effect by 1 m every second. The series of actions appeared to have been them giving a speech to the inhabitants of SCP-7633, stating that they were "ready to take on 1978, and were going to expand the time loop to the outside world."
After the speech was given, they began to go to the edges of the border, and appeared to physically move the barrier by physically pushing it. Site-██ administration ordered the absolute prevention of SCP-7633 spreading to base-line reality through Project-Soapbox-Teddy, whether by neutralization or by other means. On 00:00, all citizens were killed via gunfire, and 10 Tilda/Cimmerian Reality Vacuum Attachments were placed at opposite ends of SCP-7633, destroying SCP-7633 and -1 completely by completely collapsing space-time around it. The entry to SCP-7633-1 reverted to a normal closet after this occurred.
Appendix-2: On ██/██/1977, 4 individuals that were seen within SCP-7633 were seen within New York city, producing a new song. The song has been seen to contain anomalous properties. The 4 individuals were interrogated. One of the interrogation audio logs has been attached to this document.
Interrogation Log:
Interviewed: Myke Scavone, suspected former citizen of SCP-7633-D-1
Interviewer: Dr. ████████
<Begin log, ██/██/1977>
Dr. ████████: Hello, Mr. Scavone. May I ask you a few questions?
Myke: I don't have a choice, don't I? Ugh, okay.
Dr. ████████: Okay. How did you create the song "Black Betty?"
Myke: Same as with any song, with a guitar and a voice.
Dr. ████████: Did you do anything different to give the song its current properties?
Myke: We had a different intent. We needed to get the song out fast so that the city wouldn't be mad at us.
Dr. ████████: City?
Myke: City higher ups. Since you guys killed everyone before we could advance, they need us to make the song quickly so we can get the word out faster. Yea, we didn't really have much time, and the song had some flaws.
Dr. ████████: Er, hold on. What do you mean "they wanted the song out quickly?"
Myke: Right what it says on the tin. You can't make a good song when the entire population save for the higher ups and us goons have been shot, so they think they could compensate if they got it out fast.
Dr. ████████: Compensate for what?
Myke: The loss of propaganda we would get out. Now, before you say anything else, yes, I know, it's a stupid plan. Even though our entire fucking town is dead, they decided that propaganda is still top priority for awareness of 1978.
Dr. ████████: Hmm. Is the administration still alive.
Myke: Obviously, yea.
Dr. ████████: Do you know their location.
Myke: They are still in the city.
Dr. ████████: We bulldozed every building in the city. That isn't possible.
Myke: Er, hold on, wait. (Subject holds his right hand to his ear for approximately 45 seconds) They are in the mineshaft below, but they are going to get to a new city anyways so they didn't mind if I told ya.
Dr. ████████: Uh… okay, next question, we are getting off track. Why is 1978 such a bad year?
Myka: (Subject looks at Dr. ████████'s shirt tag, and then stares at him for 13 seconds before speaking.) You already know.
Dr. ████████: No? What are you talking about?
Myka: It all makes sense. You asshats are from the future so you can stop the loop, and get us to 1978. If that happens, administration is going to fucking kill me. Look at it, your shirt says it right there. (Subject points to the shirt tag, which states "1978", which is an obscure clothing company held in Oregon.)
Dr. ████████: No, please, you don't understand.
Myka: Well, looks like I'm gonna have to get this song out then. I kinda get what the propaganda is for now. Who says we can't recruit folks from it?
<End Log, ██/██/1977>
Closing Statement: Myke was amnesticized and was released into the public. Agents have been embedded at multiple locations around his residence for continued surveillance.
Appendix-3: Foundation agents were unsuccessful in the prevention of the song of being created, and was released to the public and was met with critical acclaim.
For more information regarding SCP-7633, please see SCP-2831
Item #: SCP-3761
Object Class: Thaumiel
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3761 has been introduced to the public under the guise of Chemical Balancing Brain Implants created by the Sally Calwroods Program Foundation, a front company of the Foundation. Chemical Balancing Brain Implants are to be regarded as devices that can easily inject medication that the subject needs at will. Over 94% of major hospital and health centers within the US have been given access to SCP-3761 for child births and subjects under the age of 50 who do not have SCP-3761 implanted into them. The internal design of SCP-3761 and how it functions is to be classified from the public.
Hospitals and health centers are to implant SCP-3761 instances within newborn children/subjects under the age of 30 that score a 12 or lower on the Westrin Credulence Examination unless the subject suffers a chronic condition related to the heart, brain, or brain stem. Subjects without SCP-3761 instances implanted have been filed under Vulnerable Subjects Vol. 1.02 and are to be monitored extensively.
Effects relating to SCP-3761 are to be dismissed as being a phenomenon called "The Doorway Effect" or the "[REDACTED] effect"6, and is to be considered normal in subjects. In the event of a subject's SCP-3761 instance being forcibly removed by any reason, Action-1270—HLY is to be executed within the next 48 hours.
Action-1270—HLY is a local operation designed for citizens who have had their SCP-3761 removed from them, whether on accident or on purpose.
- If the subject's instance of SCP-3761 is removed after a major head injury, another instance is to be implanted when the subject fully recovers.
- If the subject's instances of SCP-3761 stops functioning for any reason, a memetic agent is to be exposed to the subject to induce effects similar to an intracranial aneurysm. The subject will be taken to a hospital, where a new SCP-3761 instance will be implanted.
- If the subject's instances of SCP-3761 malfunctions and begins to deviate from standard function, the subject is to be terminated immediately with the use of a memetic kill agent. Class B amnestics are to be adminstered to all involved witnesses, under the cover story of cardiac arrest.
SCP-3761-1 is to be examined by Foundation personnel for any malfunctions. In an emergency situation, the order to completely destroy SCP-3761-1 may be carried by at least 3 members of the O5 council. If SCP-3761-1 is ever destroyed, intentional or not, all SCP-3761-1 instances are to be deactivated with a fail-safe located within Site-551, and Operation MACHINE-OF-PIGS is to be enacted.
Description: SCP-3761 is a small implant created by the Foundation for the use of applying amnestics to citizens whenever they encounter anomalous phenomena. SCP-3761 attaches to the [REDACTED] part of the brain, and is capable of dosing the subject with small amounts of Class < amnestics7, which makes them instantly forget what occured to the subject within the last 2-5 hours.
SCP-3761 was created through the use of SCP-███, SCP-███, and SCP-████. Although SCP-3761 is easily reproducible, how SCP-3761 works is not understood by the Foundation and is considered anomalous.
SCP-3761-1 is an artificial intelligence that is connected to all active SCP-3761 instances and is capable of activating individual instances when subjects view anomalous phenomena. The following criteria have been set for SCP-3761-1 to follow:
- Subject views something, and is immediately met with confusion and/or fear.
- Subject views something, and behaves in a manner that deviates from the subjects normal behavior pattern.
- Subject gains knowledge of an event/object that they otherwise wouldn't know about.
- Subject's mental state begins to change/deteriorate, whether physically noticeable or not.
It is currently theorized that 40% of the population have an active SCP-3761 instance implanted. This current number is theorized to rise to 75% after 50 years.
However, SCP-3761 has a 10% failure rate. Class < amnestics administer very specific stimulations to the [REDACTED] region of the brain, which disrupts certain memories that are currently being formed. In rare cases these memories occur faster than SCP-3761 can admnesticize the subject, which removes another random memory instead.8 This can be counteracted by activating SCP-3761 again.
It's extremely hard to continue playing for the San Antonio Spurs when the world is set aflame.
This is what SCP-2090, better known as Tim Duncan, thought as he stared at the ruins of the town hall of Christiansted, U.S. Virgin islands when trying to visit his home town. He heard many bad things as he traveled to the town, such as many dangerous "anomalies" being set loose, "gods" roaming the land, and the entirety of the Euphrates and Tigris rivers being engulfed in flames.
Tim looked down at the burnt newspaper that was caught in the wind, and was underneath his boot. The headline was "NBA and NFL completely disband. MLB not far behind…" into an article that was barley legible from being so tattered.
He went back into his car without a second thought. The town was completely deserted. His family had died, and his team is nowhere to be seen. He headed back to his manager. Maybe today was the day to retire….
THIS IS AN EMERGENCY BROADCAST:
SCP-2090 IS ABOUT TO RETIRE FROM THE NBA. PROTOCOL ŌLLAMALIZTLI-5 HAS BEEN INTERRUPTED. INITIATE EMERGENCY PROTOCOL ΞKLENSHIO8-000. REPEAT: SCP-2090 IS ABOUT TO RETIRE FROM THE NBA. PROTOCOL ŌLLAMALIZTLI-5 HAS BEEN INTERRUPTED. INITIATE EMERGENCY PROTOCOL ΞKLENSHIO8-000
That was the emergency message that Site-45 and Site-56 received. Mass panic ensued upon retrieval of this message. As if the already present end-of-the-world scenario wasn't terrifying enough.
Both of the sites got ready to initiate Protocol Ξklenshio8-000, which, simply enough, consisted of capturing SCP-2090 and making him play Basketball with artificial humans for all eternity. The Ethics Committee did not agree, but there was no choice.
Kim Genicode, Junior Researcher and a transfer from Site-551, was caught off guard by the overload of information, and did not know of SCP-2090. She was given level 2/2090 clearance and was handed the need to know Protocol Ξklenshio8-000 paperwork. She worked for the Foundation for 12 years, and was still Junior Researcher, due to her track record of ineptness. This was different: The world was falling apart at the seams, and Kim Genicode had to forget all the silly mistakes that killed many lives, and to do what she was told. Hopefully she doesn't screw this up.
Tim drove up to the nuclear shelter that was currently locked down. He walked to the door, and pressed the button on the intercom. A voice was heard through it.
"State your name and occupation."
Tim Duncan cleared his voice and began talking:
"Timothy Theodore Duncan. Professional basketball player." After a few moments, a small door opened to the left of him, with a man in a long trench coat motioning him in.
The man walked down a long staircase with Tim not far behind, each step creating an echo that could be heard for miles. Tim didn't bother to ask the man who he was, because he knew he wouldn't get an answer. He knew how these things worked.
Both of them opened a large, steel door to a larger opening filled with people huddled in corners. Each person looked homeless, and were eating beans from unmarked cans. People were coughing blood and other internal fluids, and there were many corpses piled up in a corner, being burned. It wasn't the most sanitary place in the world, but it was good enough to find his manager.
He looked around the mass of living corpses, hoping to find his manager. This was one of the main nuclear shelters near where he lived, so it's common sense he would be here… if he was alive at all. Tim finally found him after around 6 hours of looking, and he found his manager not looking better then the people around him. His nose looked broken, he was exceptionally dirty, and appeared to have contracted a rash on most of his body.
"Hey man, I found you." Tim said to him, as the manager didn't notice Tim in his large leather jacket.
"Dude, I got something to tell you." Said Tim, as he went down onto his knees next to the manager.
"What do you want, Duncan?" The manager said, barley restraining a coughing fit. Tim looked into his eyes, and said with a smirk on his face: "I'm gonna retire from the spurs."
Suddenly, a flash of light engulfs Tim Duncan, as his entire surroundings are warped from realty, disfiguring mass from within the facility. The Foundation couldn't keep ol' Tim down. It was about time he became GODHEAD.
Kim Genicode was driving to Site-45 shortly after the emergency warning, needing to deliver something to the Site Director. This something was classified to her besides from the number "SCP-1733." She didn't know why it was important, nor did she care.
She arrived at the Site in her Jeep and got out with the package she was given. She was told not to look at it until she got to the Site Director. She inserted her key-card into the interface and inputted her code, and went inside.
"Hey, uh, Director Hank. I have a package from Site-56." said Kim as she entered his office. He was reading an interface, and was seriously concentrated on something. As soon as he saw Kim, he put down the interface and looked at her.
"Come in and place the package down. I assume she said you could look at it when we're together?" said Hank. Kim nodded.
"Ah, okay. We can amnesticise you later. Come here." Kim walked closer to the desk and looked inside the lock-box that was being opened. She saw a digital video recorder.
"What's in there?" asked Kim, as Hank was carefully handling the device.
"SCP-1733. Safe class recorded event. Not dangerous to you, so come over here. Let me show you." Hank got up from his desk and walked over to a cabinet that held a television. He set up the DVR, and began to play SCP-1733.
Kim saw the basketball players play the game, with nothing unusual. She then noticed how the announcer and individual players are experiencing "Déjà vu" that they played the game before. Not long after many playbacks, she noticed the team becoming self-aware, and wanting to escape. Hank stopped the playbacks there before it got messy.
"It's a recording that becomes aware of its recording state the more you play it. Now, we have an idea." Hank sat back down in his desk.
"We could synthesize the individual humans from the recording and transplant them into our reality. As they are from digital space, they should have…. unusual abilities in the real reality. We plan on using these in our fight on recontaining SCP-2090, which is Tim Duncan, if you already knew."
Kim nodded. She couldn't believe it, but the SCP Foundation was good at removing the emotion of "surprise" from people who worked there.
"How did you get the idea to do this?" Said Kim, looking at Hank while he put SCP-1733 back into the box.
"You won't believe what the O5s decide to do during times like these." Hank packed up the lock-box and exited the office.
"I want you to meet me at Site-45's Digital Anomalies storage facility in 3 hours." said Hank, as he left the door without another word.
Tim Duncan gazed upon the world that was Earth, and frowned. He didn't know that Earth was so boring. It needed some spicing up. But before even touching Earth, he's interrupted by a familiar voice.
"STOP!" the voice was booming, and without remorse.
"What are you doing, Hand Of Godhead?" Tim turned around to find a large, breaded man of unknown ethnicity. He was floating in mid air, with pupil-less eyes, but eyes that still reflected rage, nonetheless.
"What do you think I'm doing, idiot?" said Tim, in a gleaming set of armor that resembled a spurs jersey.
"Don't you talk back to me, boy. I am your superior, and I command you to stand down." 343's expression built with more and more rage as he spoke. He wasn't messing around.
"Heh, how about a deal. A game of interstellar basketball. Winner takes ownership of the dirt ball. Sound fun, Lord?" said Tim Duncan, with a smirk on his face.
343 didn't have time for games, but Tim was going to ruin his chances if he didn't gain dominance over Earth.
"Fine. You, and me."
Kim arrived at the digital anomaly storage center. Hank was waiting for her inside one of the rooms marked "Digital Extraction Room." She entered the room with the level 4 clearance she got from Hank before him leaving.
"Kim, you're here. I need you to help me with extracting the humans from 1733. Your part of the job is pretty simple, you just need to activate the machine when I've set up everything." said Director Hank as he stood with several other doctors setting up some strange device.
She did what she was told, and stood by computer as she set up the input code.
"Okay Kim, activate it now," Yelled Hank as they finished the device. Kim, who was half-asleep from waiting so long, managed to comprehend what Hank said and activate the device.
There was a very bright flash, and several sounds of grunts and people falling down. After the brightness went away, Kim opened her eyes to about 500 people in one room, 30 of them in basketball jerseys, half of them being for the Boston Celtics, and the other for Miami Heat. She spotted LeBron James, but she didn't recognize the other players.
"Woah, where the fuck are we?" said one of the members.
"Are- Are- Are we finally free from that fucking stadium." said one of the civilians.
"I think we are, dude. Shit, who are you guys," Said LeBron, as he was pointing at Kim and Hank.
"I'm sorry Mr. James, but that's classified. Now, we will let you go, if, you agree on one thing."
"What's that?"
343 looked as Tim Duncan scored yet another 3 pointer, setting the score 4-23.
"Heh, what's the matter? Can't keep up?" said Tim as he ran with the ball. Before he could score again, a large ringing noise resonated within the interstellar court.
"Oh! Half time. We'll be back in 15. Get your act together, old man, this is barley a challenge." Tim walked to the sidelines and sat down, drinking from a Gatorade bottle.
343 was losing ground fast, and a deal was a deal, if he lost, his new Earth is lost. He watched Tim deeply, soul full of fury. He sat down on the opposite bench, and thought of what to do.
343 felt a disturbance, as if someone was calling him. He focused on the disturbance and attempted to communicate.
"Yes?" said 343, arriving within Site-45.
"SCP-343. We can help you. We have gained these basket ball players, you could empower them and add them to your team?" said Hank, alongside the basketball roster.
"First of all; how do you know about what is happening up there? I didn't tell anybody."
"SCP-1032 showed "Interstellar Basketball game between Tim Duncan and SCP-343," and it's going to end in 25 minutes. Who said alarm clocks weren't useful?" said Hank.
Of course it did, thought 343. With a sigh, he agreed.
"Yes, that could help." 343 faces the roster. "You're going to do as I say, understand?"
The entire roster nodded without hesitation. It looks like 343 got backup.
"Okay, half times over. Old man, come out, it's go time!" yelled Tim Duncan, as 343 was at the other end of the court. With a snap of his fingers, he summoned the entire Basketball team, empowered with reality bending abilities.
"Bring it on." said 343, looking at Tim Duncan with rage.
And, without any pause, the two forces clashed in the most powerful game of Basketball within the universe.
(7 minutes later.)
The score was 37-37, with 20 seconds left on the clock. It was anybodies game here, and 343 and his team had the ball.
343 passes the ball to Lebron James, who dribbled the ball across to the enemy side and then passed to Luke across the court, all while Tim attempts to single handedly claim the ball. With 7 seconds left on the clock, Luke passes back to 343. 343 begins to jump at the opposite goal while being tackled by Tim. He knew he wouldn't make it at that rate. 343 begins to manipulate his body, and stretch his arm to twice his body height so he could reach the net…
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The ball bounces through the hoop as the buzzer sounds through the ring. 38-37. 343 has won.
Tim Duncan collapses to the floor in exhaustion, having his reality bending powers revoked by 343. 343 gazes upon Duncan, and banishes him to the void.
343 then looks over at Kim and Hank, who were at the sidelines during it, and smiled.
"Can't say I've played a game of interstellar basketball against Tim Duncan to save the world. That was an experience."
Item #: SCP-4007
Object Class: Antorus
Special Containment Procedures: Containment of SCP-4007 is focused on the prevention of the civilizations within SCP-4007 learning of/attempting to travel to Earth. This includes the prevention of interstellar travel, the prevention of inter dimensional travel from any creature9 and the prevention of advances in astronomy based studies.
Any information regarding Hypothetical Entity #1662 The Black Army is to be regarded Erikesh priority by SCP-4007 research groups.
Description: SCP-4007 is a Earth-sized planet orbiting Alpha Hydri, a star within the southern circumpolar constellation of Hydrus. SCP-4007 has 4 main landmasses, which all circle around a very large whirlpool, which is currently theorized to be 6.110 million km² in size. It is currently unknown was is underneath the whirlpool.
SCP-4007 is inhabited by a large range of creatures, most which haven't been seen before on Earth. 4 of those creatures have been noted to carry Human-like intelligence and have advanced societies, cultures and technologies.
SCP-4007-1: SCP-4007-1 are biologically identical to humans with the cavaet that their culture is a mix between the 5-15th century, and the 18th century, with technology/weaponry also coming from both time periods. Most other intelligent creatures on SCP-4007 use weaponry from these time periods as well.
SCP-4007-2: SCP-4007-2 are very similar to SCP-4007-1 instances, except for the fact that instances usually 1.3 - 1.5 m, with males always having large amounts of facial hair and females head hair growing much longer than males. SCP-4007-2 are much more resilient to colder climates, and much prefer building homes within caves and mountains.
SCP-4007-3: SCP-4007-3 are large green-skinned humanoids with large pointed teeth. SCP-4007-3 males appear to be slightly hunched-back, but are capable of standing completely straight if required. SCP-4007-3 have large amounts of muscle mass and are much more stronger than other creatures on SCP-4007. SCP-4007-3's culture is much more primitive than SCP-4007-1 and -2's, resorting to just axes, swords, and clubs.
SCP-4007-4: SCP-4007-4 are large blue-skinned humanoids that stand at approximately 2.4 meters. SCP-4007-4 instances have 3 fingers and two toes, and males have tusks that are around the size of an average baby elephant. SCP-4007-4 society is very similar to SCP-4007-3's, and they share the same main city.
After further investigation, it has been noted that two major political factions have been made from these 4 species, SCP-4007-1 and SCP-4007-2 being in one that was named "The Alliance", and one named "The Horde".
Addendum: MTF Algalon-5 ("<PALS FOR LIFE>") was sent to investigate SCP-4007 further to document any other anomalies that were present. Algalon-5 encountered a large cave system that housed a creature that looked very similar to a standard dragon.
Exploration Video Log Transcript
Date: ██/██/████
Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Algalon-5 “<PALS FOR LIFE>”
Subject: SCP-4007
Team Lead: PTR-3 Jerry
Team Members: PTR-3 Luke / PTR-3 Noah / PTR-3 Journey / PTR-3 TuckerNote: PTR-3 Jerry's mic was the only one that turned on for the event. Investigation as how to how this occurred is underway.
[BEGIN LOG]
PTR-3 Jerry: Alright, dragon-based anomaly coming up, y'all know the plan?
(silence)
PTR-3 Jerry: Alright. So, odd groups got the left, even groups got right. That means Luke and Noah, left, Journey and Tucker, right. Tucker and Journey handle this things babies.
(silence)
PTR-3 Jerry: Alright, listen the fuck up, you're going to assault this thing with bullets, very, very slowly. And by slowly I mean fucking slow, set your guns up to single-shot.
PTR-3 Jerry: If you get… er, let's just call it "aggro", you're gonna lose 50 CUP or Contemplation Uncertainty Percentage, so we can keep track of if they're gonna turn around and smack ya.
(PTR-3 Jerry whispers under his breath: "It also means you didn't know what the fuck to do.)
PTR-3 Jerry: Oh, and please watch the things tail.
PTR-3 Jerry: If you ever get near the things eggs, you'll lose another 50 CUP, so please don't do that.
[EXTRANEOUS INFORMATION REDACTED]
PTR-3 Jerry: Okay, engaging entity. Remember, kill it slowly. On my mark, unload all hell on it.
PTR-3 Jerry: I don't see enough bullet hole dots on the entity, shoot all over it, I wanna see more dots, more dots now.
PTR-3 Jerry: Okay, unleash all hell, nuke it, use explosives, everything. Hit it like you mean it.
(Multiple explosions are heard, the entity roars extremely loudly.)
PTR-3 Jerry: In a bit we'll stop attacking them, but until then I wanna see this bitch filled with more holes than swiss cheese, cmon more dots, more dots, more dots.
(Only the sound of gunfire can be heard)
PTR-3 Jerry: Okay, stop the dots, stop the dots.
PTR-3 Jerry: Noah, run to the center. Luke, run to the center. Whatever you do don't fucking stand next to each other.
PTR-3 Jerry: Journey, run to the center, I need medical assistance.
PTR-3 Jerry: TUCKER DO NOT (The audio cuts out)
PTR-3 Jerry: Go ahead from the head, Tucker, GO AWAY.
(Silence)
PTR-3 Jerry: Come here you fucking cu- (The audio cuts out)
(Journey is picked up through Jerry's mic)
PTR-3 Journey: Tucker was smacked into the e-
PTR-3 Jerry: WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT.
(Approximately 100 smaller versions of the dragon entity exit a tunnel off to the side, almost immediately attacking the members of MTF-Algalon 5.)
PTR-3 Jerry: THAT'S A FUCKING 50 CUP MINUS…
[END LOG]
Item #: SCP-3761
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3761 currently cannot be contained due to its size and prevalence in modern culture. However, the effects of SCP-3761 itself can. Any attempts to increase SCP-3761's size beyond 850 m is to be intercepted by embedded Foundation agents. Lethal force is only to be used in emergencies in order to stop further construction of SCP-3761.
Should SCP-3761-1 occur, Operation LUNA-MAIM is to be enacted. Operation LUNA-MAIM consists of the following procedures:
- The current Project Director of SCP-3761 is to be assassinated without any other individual knowing.
- Sleep-inducing drugs are to be laced within SCP-3761's construction teams food to prevent further construction of SCP-3761 to take place.
- The public is to be notified that plans to further construct SCP-3761 have been postponed.
Should SCP-3761 ever escape the atmosphere, Foundation personnel are to prepare for a HK Class "Disturbed Masquerade" Scenario, and Protocol Panno Movebatur is to be enacted immediately.
Description: SCP-3761 is a 829.8 m skyscraper located within Dubai, United Arab Emirates, and is colloquially known as the "Burj Khalifa". It is theorized that SCP-3761 obtained its anomalies properties sometime within 2006 after an anomalous event occurred, when an unknown terrorist group attempted to destroy the tower, but failed, and somehow gave it its anomalous properties.
Anything built upon SCP-3761's foundations are capable of supporting an infinite amount of weight without collapsing, and all outside forces are unable to effect it, such as gravity, wind, natural disasters, and attempts at destroying it from humans.
SCP-3761 is planned by Dubai officials to be built large enough to escape the exosphere by 2063, and plans to reach the Moon by 2113. Dubai officials have noted that they have created a "construction superweapon" in the form of SCP-3761-1.
SCP-3761-1 is an anomalous event that occurs every year on January 15th. SCP-3761-1 consists of a construction team gaining reality bending abilities for 24 hours, which it then uses to continue building SCP-3761. During SCP-3761-1, SCP-3761 will be raised approximately 30 meters a second until the construction teams abilities have ceased.
WARNING
This file is only available to personnel with level 5/3761/XAW clearance.
By order of the O5 Council, this file has been intensely restricted from personnel without level5/3761/XAW clearance. Accessing this file without proper clearance is punishable by death via memetic kill agent.
Proceed at your own risk.
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Life signs detected. Unlocking fail safes. Welcome, Operative James Maccoy of MTF Alpha-8 ("Allergy")
The current date is: 23rd, November, 2083. This file is being accessed from Site-8335.
Item #: SCP-3761
Object Class: Apollyon Keter
Special Containment Procedures: There is currently no possible means of containing SCP-3761. It is currently theorized that SCP-3761 will destroy the entirety of human culture, and revert human ingenuity back 3 million years on September 5, 2063.
As of ██/██/████, a MK Class End of Human Consciousness scenario was prevented. Through the combined use of Protocol Ennui and Protocol Scanath, the idea of bees has been completely wiped from the human head-space, and all species of bee have gone extinct. All records regarding bees/anything that would give humans the general ideas of bees through subliminal messaging or meme complexes, have been destroyed/deleted, except for this document.
Chemical 714-KL has become a widespread product, and is available to approximately 98% of the human population. It is currently expected that Chemical 714-KL will be unable to be made by the year 2528. When this occurs, Protocol T-aon is to be enacted immediately.
Description: SCP-3761 is an anomalous concept tied to all species of Anthophila, a clade that consists of approximately 20,000 species of bee. It is currently theorized that SCP-3761 evolved alongside bees as a defense mechanism against humans.
SCP-3761 is naturally stronger than any other non-anomalous idea, and will remain, and enter the human head space quicker and longer. For example, if a subject undergoes a complete memory wipe, they will still remember a small amount about SCP-3761.
SCP-3761 accomplishes this by siphoning other concepts within the subject's head space. This occurred extremely slowly, but has recently grown exponentially in potency. Originally this was unnoticeable without extensive testing, but now occurs at an extreme rate.
Subjects affected by SCP-3761 will still remember concepts that are siphoned. However, it will be extremely difficult for them to comprehend, in some cases forgetting the meaning of the concepts entirely.
Item #: SCP-3761
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3761 is currently within a Humanoid Containment Cell that doubles as a Faraday cage. SCP-3761 is forbidden from accessing the internet. However, SCP-3761 is allowed access to a notebook and writing utensil. All ideas for stories/narratives that SCP-3761 is to be reviewed by on-site personnel before initiating a HARVEY event.
In the event that SCP-3761-1 is damaged beyond repair/stops functioning all together, Protocol FIBER-MAIM is to be initiated, which includes the following:
- SCP-3761 is to be amnesticized and released into the public.
- "theonion.com" is to be aquired by the Foundation by all means necessary.
- 15 Foundation authors are to write satirical news articles as detailed within Document DICE-17.
- Slowly throttling theonion.com over the course of 10 years, exponentially making the website more unstable. on 3/4/2028, theonion.com will be shutdown under the Cover Story Delta-9 ("Company Dissolution").
Description: SCP-3761 is a Caucasian humanoid, age 26, 191 cm in height, 67 kg in weight. Besides for the appearance of SCP-3761-1, SCP-3761 is physically non-anomalous.
SCP-3761-1 is a growth on SCP-3761's skull that resembles a fully grown common onion10. SCP-3761-1 protrudes through SCP-3761's scalp, and its roots reach into SCP-3761's brain. Despite this, SCP-3761 is physically and mentally healthy.
Whenever SCP-3761 creates something that is considered by it as fiction/a narrative, SCP-3761-1 will connect to the internet through unknown means. Shortly after, SCP-3761-1 will upload an article to www.theonion.com that closely resembles what SCP-3761 has written, changed to fit within a news outlet format. This process is automatic, and does not require any input from SCP-3761.
Item #: SCP-3845
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Regulations have been set in place by the administration of Helena, Kansas that forbid any body of water exceeding 10 m in depth. In the event any body of water in Helena exceeds this amount, the water is to be drained, and witnesses are to be administered Class A Amnestics.
Site-177 has been established on the outskirts of Helena, serving as a water treatment facility as well as a Foundation containment site for various Euclid class anomalies. Within Site-177 is a large empty container which is 10 m in depth. Personnel are not to interact with this container without permission from the current Site-177 director.
Description: SCP-3845 is the town of Helena, Kansas. According to official town records, SCP-3845 was founded in 1868 when Florence C.N James constructed a home with the purpose of studying the local area (later repurposed into a general store and trading post).
Containers11 within SCP-3845 holding water at a depth of at least 10 m12 become subject to a phenomenon by which they anomalously deepen. This occurs over the course of approximately one week, and has no effect on the outward appearance of the container in question. It has been noted that the volume of the water does not change the outcome of the transformation.
Upon reaching 500 m in depth, this transformation will stop, and an opening will appear at the bottom of the container. This opening serves as an entryway into an identical physical replica of SCP-3845 submerged entirely in water.13. The salinity of the water in SCP-3845-1 is 4.5%, a slightly higher salt content than average seawater, has a high argon content, and is otherwise non-anomalous.
A large concrete dome covers the entirety of SCP-3845-1. The entryway into SCP-3845-1 always appears to be on the ceiling of this dome. Tests have concluded that the dome is destructible, but its thickness is unknown. The longest distance drilled within the dome is 650 km.
Addendum-1: Following the events of Exploration 7.3-1, it was discovered that all buildings within SCP-3845-1 have had all of their openings completely boarded up with wood. All attempts at gaining entry into a building have been met with failure, as the wood and buildings themselves cannot be destroyed.
Addendum-2: Following the events of Exploration 7.7-2, a single window was found that was not boarded up, allowing access into the house. 5 human cadavers were found within its interior, one male in the living room next to the open window, holding a hammer and nails, one female and a child in the basement, next to a large supply of canned food and bottled water, another male within a closet, holding a large bucket and several water bottles, and another child in a bedroom upstairs, holding a stuffed toy.
Notably, these cadavers are an identical genetic match to the ████████████ family, the members of which are both alive and currently residing within SCP-3845.
Addendum-3: Following the events of Exploration 8.1-3, it was noted that any container within SCP-3845-1 that measured 10 m or deeper would be affected by an anomaly similar to the one present within SCP-3845, and would anomalously deepen. Once the container reached 500 m in depth, another opening would appear at the bottom, which would lead to a large plot of land with a small log cabin in the middle, completely submerged in water. This water appears to be the same in composition as the water in SCP-3845-1, and a concrete dome similar to the one in SCP-3845 covers the area, which also appears to be infinitely thick.
Within the submerged log cabin is the corpse of Florence C.N James, floating next to the building's window, holding a journal. The journal describes Florence's fear of the rain, noting that it was raining more than usual in Kansas, as well as describing a large flood occurring, before the rest becomes illegible due to water damage.
Item #: SCP-3423
Object Class: Euclid Neutralized14
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3423 is to be held in a Class A Non-Anomalous Humanoid Containment Cell. Any illness or injury inflicted on SCP-3423 is to be immediately treated.
SCP-3423 is to be fed in accordance with Nutritional-Document-3423. Deviations from the standard meal plan as suggested by SCP-3423 are allowed as a reward for cooperation, by discretion of the current site director.
Description: SCP-3423 is a Caucasian humanoid, age 26, 191 cm in height, 69 kg in weight. Extensive testing has verified that SCP-3423 is physically non-anomalous.
SCP-3423 is a Class IV Sight-Based Cognitohazard. Any human that views SCP-3423 will believe that it will die at age 74. The cognitohazard will override all other opinions regarding the age at which SCP-3423 will die. Actions the cognitohazard has taken priority over include:
- A certified medical doctor informing the subject that SCP-3423 will die before the age of 74.
- SCP-3423 appearing to be suffering from a terminal illness/mortal wound.
- A loaded gun being held to SCP-3423's head.
Through use of anomalies that have been shown to consistently predict future events, every single item predicts that SCP-3423 will die at age 74. Additionally, the fact that SCP-3423 will die at age 74 appears to be temporally invulnerable. Events/phenomena that affect history and time cannot affect the fact that SCP-3423 will die at age 74.
SCP-3423 was discovered outside a gas station in Topeka, Kansas smoking a cigarette after customers leaving the store reported being confused about having knowledge regarding SCP-3423's death. One witness noted "Poor dude looks like he smokes a pack a day, he's not gonna live a day past 50. In fact, I bet money that he's gonna live to 74." SCP-3423 was recovered from a nearby implanted Foundation agent, and all witnesses were amnesticized.
Addendum: On 18/3/2031, SCP-3423 died at the age of 39 after suffering from a brain aneurysm.
The Temporal Anomalies Department issued a "Code-Orange: Unknown Temporal Tragedy Event," indicating the preparation for temporal anomalies caused by SCP-3423's death. They then immediately enacted Protocol Alphe-Marn at over 200 of the nearest sites from SCP-3423's containment area. 10 days after the event, after no temporal anomalous activity was reported from SCP-3423's death, Protocol Alphe-Marn was suspended.
Additionally, through security footage of SCP-3423's containment cell during its death, SCP-3423's last words appeared to be "Oh fuck."
Item #: SCP-3423
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3423 is to be contained within a Class-C Anomalous Humanoid Chamber, and is to be fed in accordance with Nutrition Document 3423-7. Personnel wishing to speak with SCP-3423 are to receive permission from a level 4 researcher.
In the event that SCP-3423 becomes aggressive, "Down By The South Coast of Antarctica", a song created specifically to incapacitate SCP-3423 is to be played, and SCP-3423 is to be relocated to its containment chamber.
Description: SCP-3423 is an emaciated humanoid entity of unknown ethnicity and gender, with no mouth or eyes, and appears to have been constructed from large amounts of human biological material. Specifically, through extensive testing, it was revealed that SCP-3423 is constructed from biological tissue from 100 different famous musicians of different genres and time frames. Examples include Skrillex, Pitbull, Wolfgang Mozart, and Neil Diamond.
Through an unknown process, SCP-3423 is capable of "vocalization," and does this by playing songs that are relevant to the situation SCP-3423 is in, whether it be being asked a question, or within a dangerous situation. These songs appear to be originating from SCP-3423, despite the appearance of a device within the subject capable of producing music.
SCP-3423 sustains itself by grabbing food that it wants to eat, and then becoming dormant for approximately 15 seconds. Afterwards, the song "Mama Said" by Metallica begins to play from SCP-3423, and the food will begin to disappear. Once the food has been dematerialized, SCP-3423 will resume normal behavior.
SCP-3423 is theorized to have been created by GoI-1783 ("Westhead Media") before containment.
Addendum-1: Following containment of SCP-3423, Containment Specialist Noah, SCP-3423's main containment specialist, received a call from PoI-1783 ("The Westhead"):
Interviewer: CS Noah
Interviewed: Westhead
[BEGIN LOG]
CS Noah: Hello?
Westhead: Heeey, man, we meet again! How are my fellas treating ya? I'm assuming good, since you didn't cease and desist like I told ya to!
CS Noah: Who is this?
Westhead: You don't remember me? It's Westhead. You have our guy locked up, and, last time I checked, you guys aren't a prison. So, yeah, give him to me.
CS Noah: You me- mmm. No, we'll not be releasing the entity you're referring to.
Westhead: That wasn't a request, chum.
CS Noah: I-
Westhead: Look my bud, you don't want that thing. We haven't ironed out the kinks yet. Well, actually, wait, that's not the right word. Nevermind, I'm going with it. The point is: give it to us. If it's not on our doorstep by the time I wake up, we will be liable to sue.
CS Noah: Wha- that's not how any of this works.
Westhead: Oh, I have to go. By the way, his name is Steve. Have fun!
[END LOG]
Addendum-2: Interview Attempt with SCP-3423
Interviewer: Dr. Westrin
Interviewed: SCP-3423NOTE: Due to the fact that SCP-3423 is incapable of traditional conversation, the songs that SCP-3423 plays is instead going to be listed.
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Westrin: Good evening SCP-3423. How are you feeling?
SCP-3423: The song "Super Freak" by Rick James is played once.
Item #: SCP-3423
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: By the year 2025, a cover-story regarding the scientific legitimacy of "Feces-Memory-Fabrication15" affecting humans ages 19 years or older is to be established under the guise of reports from credible scientific groups. These groups are Foundation front companies. A full list of front companies can be found within Document Alamosis-7.9.
All reports of citizens experiencing "Déjà vu" regarding SCP-3423 or SCP-3423-A actions are to be investigated, and Class P Amnestics are to be administered, for the specific purpose of removing recent memories of toilets and other similar devices.
SCP-3423 is stored within a standard medium anomalous item chamber. Recieving any information regarding SCP-3423's appearance is only available to personnel with 3/3423 clearance, or D-Class personnel at age 18.
Description: SCP-3423 is a standard functional porcelain toilet. SCP-3423 is physically non-anomalous, and functions exactly like a non-anomalous toilet.
For an unknown reason, all humans above the age of 19 have "memories" regarding SCP-3423, even if they have never interacted with it before. Normally, these memories are repressed, and subjects don't notice them In 100 percent of all cases, subjects remember accidentally falling near SCP-3423, hitting their head on the side of SCP-3423's bowl, receiving a head injury at the age of 18.
Memories regarding SCP-3423 may resurface after the subjects experience certain stimuli16. Examples of SCP-3423-A Actions include:
- Standing within a bathroom (0000.01% success rate)
- Smelling feces (0.05% success rate)
- Attempting to wash themselves, whether it be their hands or taking a shower (0.1% success rate)
- Drinking water within a bathroom (0.1% success rate)
- Vomiting (1% success rate)
- Falling over while holding a toothbrush (10% success rate)
- Falling over and hitting their head on the side of a toilet bowl (30% success rate)
- Falling over and hitting their head on the size of the toilet bowl, while also holding a toothbrush (75% success rate)
- Being asked if they remember the event (95% success rate)
Item #: SCP-3423
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3423 is to be kept in a Class T Anomalous Canine Kennel, and is to be fed in accordance with Nutritional Document 3423-8. Onsite personnel are to treat SCP-3423 specimens as if they were adult humans. SCP-3423 is currently contained within Site-551.
In light of Incident-3423, SCP-3423's containment area has been reinforced with steel, and 2 armed guards have been stationed outside of SCP-3423's pen in case of future incidents.
Description: SCP-3423 is a pack of 29 anomalous members of Canis lupus (Gray Wolves). There are 15 male specimens and 14 female specimens within SCP-3423. After extensive testing, it has been observed that SCP-3423 in its entirety are physically identical to base-line Gray Wolves.
SCP-3423, through unknown means, is capable of human vocalization, and speaks very basic Japanese. This is still possible despite lack of human vocal cords. SCP-3423 in its entirety has the mean intelligence of a 20 year old Japanese person.
SCP-3423 was discovered within a farm in ███████████████ after reports of talking wolves from witnesses. It was revealed that SCP-3423 congregated around a one story house that belonged to PoI #5612, a Caucasian male that lives alone. Extremely loud noises were emanating from the household, that appeared to be originating from PoI #5612's television.
Addendum: 3 days after SCP-3423's initial containment, an interview was conducted with PoI #5612 regarding SCP-3423's origin.
INTERVIEW LOG
Interviewed: PoI #5612, known as John Joss
Interviewer: Dr. Westrin
<Begin Log>
Dr. Westrin: Greetings Mr. Joss. How are you feeling today?
John Decent.
Dr. Westrin: Good. Now, I'm going to ask you a couple of questions, if that's okay with you,
John: Sounds good to me.
Dr. Westrin: Excellent. Now, what do you know about SCP-3423?
John: The wolves? Those guys like to hang around my house all the time. One moment they were normal, the next they can speak some Japanese. They got better at speaking it over time. It's been like, what, 7 years since the wolves started hanging out with me? I don't know.
Dr. Westrin: Hmm. Do you know why they started to speak Japanese suddenly?
John: No idea, but I have a theory.
Dr. Westrin: And that is?
John: I like to watch TV supremely loudly, because there isn't another human within a 50 mile radius of me, nobody would care, and because of that you could hear it clear as day outside the house. You see, I love JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, both the anime and the manga, and I used to binge it so much. I'm guessing the wolves listened to the anime so much that they just learned Japanese from the series.
Dr. Westrin: Interesting. Quick question, how much have you watched the series while the wolves were with you?
John: No clue. You expect someone who had their name legally changed to a name that can be shortened to "JoJo" to have good time keeping skills?
<End Log>
Addendum: On 4/29/18, the wall to SCP-3423's containment cell was destroyed, and SCP-3423 was discovered within Site-551's Research Center, attempting to escape.
Item #: SCP-3423
Object Class: Thaumiel
Special Containment Procedures: As containment for SCP-3423 is not necessary at this time, Foundation efforts are directed towards the spread of SCP-3423's anomalous effect across as many nations as possible. With the introduction of Project Pearly-Gates, approximately 61% of the world's population is under the effects of SCP-3423. This is expected to grow to 95% by the year 2085.
The US Constitution is currently housed at Site-551, and is within High Security Anomalous Object storage. In the event that the Constitution and/or SCP-3423 is ever destroyed or damaged beyond repair, Emergency Protocol ManDes is to be enacted immediately.
Description: SCP-3423 is the 28th amendment to the United States Constitution, created in collaboration between the SCP Foundation, Prometheus Labs, and the US Government, ratified on 18/9/2035.
Amendment XXVIII
Phenomena viewed as anomalous, non-understood, witchcraft, and other similar adjectives will not be restrained from the public eye and ear. Research into these phenomena by public scientific groups will not be outlawed, nor discouraged. The trade of non-understood objects for currency will not be restricted.
SCP-3423 produces a strong memetic effect in humans. Affected subjects will have their sense of objective reality strengthened vastly. Subjects experiencing anomalous objects and phenomena will acknowledge them as if they were non-anomalous. SCP-3423's effect appears to "contaminate" any meme that is connected to the US Constitution in any way. Contaminated memes carry SCP-3423's effect, but are severely dampened. Contaminated memes include:
- Any form of American war propaganda.
- Products that were created within North America.
- Products that were created by companies initially founded within North America.
- Haliaeetus leucocephalus17.
- Any species within the genus Bison.
- The United States's flag.
Since its ratification in 2035, 98% of all US citizens have since been affected by SCP-3423. GoI-1162 ("Prometheus Labs") quickly became an extremely successful company within the United States, and has improved the living quality of citizens by a considerable quantity.
Almost all Foundation sites within North and South America (aside from a small skeleton crew) have moved to areas that have not been affected by SCP-3423, in order to maintain secrecy in areas where it has not been strengthened.
SCP-3423 ADDENDUM
NOTE FROM: Dr. Albert
DATE: 8/4/2036
Attaching my findings for SCP-3423 here for anyone interested;
So, I decided to run a battery of tests to see if there was any other unintended side effects of SCP-3423 before we started spreading the memetic effect to other nations. I exposed a group of 20 D-class personnel to SCP-3423 entirely, and let them go about their normal Foundation duties around their respective sites.
- Affected subjects were generally less aware of their surroundings, and would run into walls and tables, and would accidentally trip a lot more than usual.
- Subjects, when given a choice between two products, would almost always choose the product that was viewed as "name brand," even if the contents of the products were the exact same.
- Subjects had a distaste for multiple popular stores, such as WalMart, Walgreens, Sam's Mart, and Kroger.
- Subjects had an interest in stores and chains operated by GoI-1162 ("Prometheus Labs").
I'm currently not sure if these were intended or not, but these side effects are currently that undocumented in the main document, and should probably be addressed. Any questions regarding these newfound side effects should be directed towards me.
SCP-3423, the Foundation Database page for SCP-3423, and The SCP Foundation is brought to you by: Prometheus Labs Incorporated. The Future is at Your Doorstep. Do you Answer the Call?
Item #: SCP-3423
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3423 is to be regarded as to having a non-anomalous ring surrounding it by Foundation front organizations under the guise of scientific groups. As SCP-3423's abnormal orbit path isn't detectable by civilian technology yet, no procedures are in place.
Expeditions to SCP-3423 are currently being considered by the Foundation Space Exploration and Discovery branch. All questions regarding expeditions to SCP-3423 should be forwarded to the head researcher of FSED, currently Researcher Kolt Moor.
Description: SCP-3423 is a gas giant, located 300 light years from Earth. The rotational period of SCP-3423 is approximately 67 years and the orbital period is approximately 24 thousand years. SCP-3423 has 2 moons, both roughly the same size.
SCP-3423 possesses a planetary ring system made entirely from glass bottles containing various alcoholic beverages. The estimated total of glass bottles is believed to be around five trillion. Bottles vary in size, ranging from 5 centimeters to 2 meters in length. The exact types of alcoholic contents of the bottles are unknown.
Approximately once every 50 years, roughly fifty thousand bottles will be emptied of their contents through unknown means. When this occurs, SCP-3423's orbit will be significantly affected. After 1-2 months, SCP-2423 will resume its normal orbit.
Addendum: On 10/4/2020, an asteroid roughly 100 km3 impacted SCP-3423's moon, causing it to fall out of orbit and crash into SCP-3423. Following the event, the time between each draining of the bottles increased significantly, being roughly once per 10 years instead of 50. Additionally, thorough analysis of SCP-3423's orbit, it has been shown to be slowing down, and is hypothesized to crash into its host star within ████ years.
Item #: SCP-3603
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3603 is currently uncontained, but efforts are to be made in order to reduce SCP-3603's spread. The construction of SCP-3603-A buildings are to be disrupted by any means necessary while upholding the veil via Project More. Project More includes the following procedures:
- The gradual disruption of global SCP-3603-A construction, and replacement with non-SCP-3603-A buildings.
- The destruction of existing SCP-3603-A buildings without disrupting normalcy.
- The protection of SCP-3603-1 instances via SCP Foundation Front Companies specifically designed to assist SCP-3603-1 instances without introducing them to a SCP-3603-A building.
- Increasing the amount of SCP-3603-1 instances via Subproject Door To The House Of The Car. For more information, see Document 792-P
No Foundation facilities are to be SCP-3603-A buildings except for designated SCP-3603 test buildings. SCP-3603-A buildings under Foundation control are only to be accessed by D-Class Personnel.
Description: SCP-3603 is a human emotion, evoked by being within an SCP-3603-A building.
SCP-3603 has been described by subjects to be a mostly pleasant and calm feeling, and has been observed to reduce the amount of adrenaline produced within the body, as well as increase production of dopamine and serotonin. Additionally, the subject's sense of privacy will be greatly diminished, such that unpleasant and uncomfortable activities are seen as comfortable and ordinary.
SCP-3603-A buildings are structures that follow a specific set of criteria. SCP-3603-A buildings are very easy to build, and require very little materials to do so compared to non-anomalous buildings. Currently over [REDACTED] SCP-3603-A buildings have been constructed worldwide, and this number is expected to increase by 20% by 2050. ██.██% of the human population have been or are affected by SCP-3603.
Humans that have never experienced SCP-3603 and have never been inside of an SCP-3603-A building are designated SCP-3603-1 instances. There are currently [REDACTED] SCP-3603-1 instances in the world. SCP-3603-1 instances are more common within large cities, such as New York City, Tokyo, Dubai, Los Angeles, etc. Please see Document 002-/ for more information.
SCP-3603, after extensive research, was determined to be anomalous by the O5 Council after deciding that it deviates from normal human behavior drastically. Containment efforts for SCP-3603 were established on September 5, 1986, and on April 29th, 1996, SCP-3603 was considered a high priority anomaly, and its object class was upgraded to Keter.
INTERVIEW LOG
Interviewed: D-27762, a subject that has been affected by SCP-3603 in the past.
Interviewer: Dr. Jamison
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Jamison: Greetings, 27762.
D-27762: Yo.
Dr. Jamison: I'm just going to ask you a couple of questions, if that's okay.
D-27762: Sure.
Dr. Jamison: Good. Now, how did you feel while you were inside that building.
D-27762: What, the █████?
Dr. Jamison: Yes.
D-27762: I dunno. I felt…. kinda there, if that makes any sense.
Dr. Jamison: Anything else?
D-27762: Er… it felt relaxing… uh it felt like my ████. I don't know what you're expecting from me, to be honest.
Dr. Jamison: Are you sure you didn't feel anything else for being in there?
D-27762: Dude, it's literally just a regular fucking █████, nothing special, nothing freaky, I felt like what I feel like every Tuesday morning.
Dr. Jamison: Hmm. If that's all you have to say, this interview is over.
[END LOG]
Addendum -B!:
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE REQUIRES LEVEL 5 CLEARANCE TO ACCESS. UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS IS PUNISHABLE BY INSTANT TERMINATION.
SCP-3603's true description.
SCP-3603 is the feeling of being Home.
SCP-3603-A buildings are structures that are constructed with the following criteria:
- A rather small building, fitted with a small number of rooms.
- Only a few rooms to sleep in.
- 1-2 bathrooms.
- A single kitchen.
- Designed to only be occupied by 1-4 people comfortably.
- Contains a small amount of people that are considered close to each other, like family members, or only one person.
SCP-3603-A buildings are colloquially called houses by the general public, and the amount of people who own an SCP-3603-A building is currently theorized to be approximately 98.99% of the human population. Normal buildings like supermarkets, apartment buildings,18 office buildings, and other work places do not evoke SCP-3603.
SCP-3603-1 instances are colloquially known as "homeless people" by the general public. However, most instances have been affected by SCP-3603-A in the past, with only some being truly homeless. They still are designated SCP-3603-1 due to the lack of SCP-3603 present.
So you're here for one of two reasons: either you've been promoted, or something went terribly wrong.
In either case, congratulations on your promotion.
I'm sure you're wondering why something as familiar as SCP-3603 is considered anomalous. Allow me to explain.
If you have spent more than 30 minutes within a high school classroom, you would find out that humans, whether it be 2 million years ago, or 10 minutes ago, are very social animals. We were specifically designed to be within tribes. Without contact with other people, humans would eventually go mad. Hell, if you left a person alone in a room with a button that shocks them when pressed, they would be pressing that button after 10 minutes even if they knew that it would shock them. Because they need stimulation.
With that in mind, humans are also nomads. They never stay in one location for too long, they are always on the move, no matter what. You didn't want the predators have a chance to know every nook and cranny of your place so that they can attack you when and where you least expect it.
Over the past few thousands of years, we started to deviate from that behavior. Tribes started to dissipate, now just families of 2 to 5 or so at once. Not a problem on its own, but that wasn't all. You see, you can go from cave to cave easily for temporary living spaces. When humans started to build houses, well… you can't move a house that much. Still, not that big of an issue.
It was only very recently that it starts to be a problem.
There are a ton of people living by themselves in either apartments/houses right now all over the world, everyone is blocked off from each other in these tiny… prisons, of sorts. Most people's ability to communicate have greatly diminished for the first time in millions of years, because we aren't doing what we were made to do: be social animals.
If we keep going at this pace, with how fast quality of life technology is being developed, the need to communication with other humans is going to become obsolete. Redundant. Useless. We're going to be sitting in our houses, not wondering about our surroundings at all, and worrying about only the minute problems, like what time you eat your specifically administered medicine food.
And when the time comes when we can no longer keep humanity in the light, we must trust humanity to protect themselves, and thrive in this cruel universe. Together.
And honestly? I don't trust humanity in the slightest right now.
-O5-6
Item #: SCP-1551-EX
Object Class: Euclid Explained
Special Containment Procedures: As SCP-1551-EX has been proven to not exist, no containment procedures are needed.
Description: SCP-1551-EX is an anomaly that is theorized to affect a large portion of the SCP Foundation. SCP-1551-EX is categorized by mental degradation of Foundation doctors over the course of a large period of time, reducing their overall mental capability to preform simple tasks. It is unknown if SCP-1551-EX is memetic, nor is it known if it is contagious.
SCP-1551-EX was first brought to Foundation attention on [DATE REDACTED], when Dr. Kondraki accidentally got their genitalia trapped within a Aquafina water bottle. Before this event, both Kondraki and Clef were known for several questionable acts that may suggest mental degradation.
Addendum: Note from Researcher Rosen
Jesus fuck, we get it, Kondraki got their dick stuck in a water bottle, fucking shut up about it.
This is the, what, 15th time already that someone brought this up? Every 10 minutes I'd get a notification from someone, saying something along the lines of "Did you hear that Kondraki trapped their sausage in a water holder? What a dumbass!" Yes, I am fully aware that humans make mistakes. It wasn't funny the first time, nor is it still funny the 18th time.
Originally I just let it go. Knowing you guys, it would die off in a couple of days anyway, and everyone would forget about it. I was wrong. It has gotten to the point where people are vandalizing the SCP Database to try to "prove a point." I bet a shit ton of money that the page you're looking at right now was made to win a bet or some shit.
In short: No, there is no anomaly at play here. No, this isn't some world changing event that will shake the foundations of society. No, you didn't find God himself. A doctor stuck his penis inside a bottle. Let's do ourselves a favor, and knock it off, please.
Kind regards,
Rosen
Welcome to Site-551 internal terminal network. Please choose your desired file.
/access 3761 file-27
> Note: You are attempting to access file [SCP-3761 DOCUMENTATION-4]. Please submit correct security clearance
kimgenicode hungonahangmansnoose
> Note: Access granted. Welcome: "KIM GENICODE: JUNIOR RESEARCHER: SITE-551.
> NOW DISPLAYING: [SCP-3761 DOCUMENTATION-4]
Kim Genicode looked at the two squirrels that were contained within a small cage in front of her. These squirrels, while they may appear to be fully grown adults, were born 2 days ago. Kim was tasked with making sure these squirrels were dumb enough to not participate in The War, while also able to survive their full squirrel lifespan. A door opens behind her.
"Hey, Kim, I have bad news."
It was Dr. Kolt, one of the main forces behind the SCP-3761 Project. Normally a very cheerful man, he had this look of disappointment that was unparalleled. "Yeah, what is it?"
"One hundred and fifty of personnel dedicated to SCP-3761 containment decided to leave the program. They called it all a very elaborate prank. They said "combine the fact that we have no idea that SCP-3761 even exists, plus the fact that the idea of every squirrel fighting each other is stupid at best, makes it seem like the O5 Council have completely lost it."
"That doesn't make any sense though. We do have evidence that it exists! The anomalies that predicted it were never wrong before, why would they be now?" Kolt sat down in a nearby chair, eye level with Kim.
"In a world where these anomalies are possible, you would think that deviations in their main ability would be expected and normal. Everyone thinks that this is one big kink in the system."
Kim both could believe it, and not believe it at the same time. Before she could speak, Kolt spoke up again.
"You know, the reason why SCP-3761 is so dangerous is not because of its effect. It's because of the stigma surrounding it. You never expect the Squirrels to go to war, if that makes any sense."
Kim nodded. She knew that if the entire Foundation was really vigilant, SCP-3761 would only be Euclid at best. But, as she should know by now, we are only human. Kolt turned around.
"I'm going to be away for a couple of months, I'm heading over to Site-119 for a check up of sorts. Don't ever let up, Kim. I believe in you." He leaves the room. Total silence fills the area. Kim thought that she would never get complacent when it comes to an anomaly. She was dedicated to her job at the Foundation, and she wasn't going to give it up for a silly sounding anomaly.
Her train of thought was interrupted by a scratching sound, sort of like claws scratching against metal. She turned around to find one of the captive squirrels carving a small "X" into the size of their cage, all while looking at Kim.
"You're telling me you've never seen a squirrel birthed by a tube?"
"Of course, I have only been here for like two minutes, of course I would have never seen a squirrel birthed by a tube before!"
"Well… you do make a good point…"
"It's not a good point, it's just common sens-"
The argument between the two researchers was interrupted by the Director of Site-119 entering the building. Her name wasn't known to the inhabitants of Site-551, she was just known as the "Director of 119." This was mostly due to the fact that she is known for never really leaving Site-119, unless it was for an important reason.
"H-hey, Director." Muttered one of the researchers.
"Now's not the time. Get back to work." Responded the Director.
The Director stormed the halls, headed directly to Kim Genicode's office. Kim was instead outside her office, looking at a stack of paper work.
"Kim, this is important."
Kim nearly dropped the paperwork in surprise. She knew exactly what that voice was, and it never meant that good news was incoming. Kim picked up her paperwork and managed to respond.
"Yes, what is it?"
"We're noticing a trend for the created squirrels over at Site-119 and Area-12. They have been… splitting into two factions, it looks like. Even though we diminished their intelligence to Hell and back, they are still exhibiting normal SCP-3761-A-like behavior"
"Really? How is that possible?"
"We're not sure. We're currently doing our best to condition the current batch of squirrels to become creatures that only react to basic stimuli at the moment. It's the only way we'll be able to reduce this behavior."
"Do you think that's possible?"
"I don't know." The Director sits down on a nearby chair, and takes out a granola bar from her pack. "What I do know is if we don't do something drastic soon, we'll basically have just made 100 million more soldiers in this war."
Kim nodded. "Noted. We'll make sure to change things accordingly over at Area-12."
"Good. Good luck out there, Kim." Responded The Director.
Kim nodded, and prepared to go into her office. "Oh, before you go," said The Director.
"There's another weird behavior the squirrels are inhibiting. You see, the SCaPF units are all covered in small engravings that resemble an X. We have determined that these squirrels are carving these Xs into the walls of the unit."
Kim sat in her office, hooked up to a device designed to keep her alive, only given to personnel of great importance. SCP-3761 was going to happen in two days, and The Foundation is on high alert right now. Everyone is running around like crazy, trying to get things ready for the event, and it's currently the Foundation's priority. However, she would be lying if most people weren't doing anything in preparation for the event. Fifty years ago, people started disbelieving that SCP-3761 even exists, and now that number of people has grown tenfold. There is a knock at her door.
"Come in," Responded the old and weathered Kim.
The door opens. "It's me, Kim. I have big news from Site-119" stated a familiar voice.
"What is it, Eight." Responded Kim. It was O5-8, the main personnel behind the SCP-3761 project.
"So, we have discovered that The Caretaker, the person described within Hand of the Trees, actually did exist at some point. And we have tracked down one of their descendants within New York." O5-8 fully entered the room, and sat down in a nearby chair, and pulled out a cigar. It was a designated no-smoking area, but he really didn't care at this point.
"We may believe that they would help calm down the Neo Squirrels. Maybe. We do not know. He's on his way to Site-551 as we speak."
Kim took a drink of her bottle of water, and sat in silence for 20 seconds. "You really think this has a chance of working?"
O5-8 shook his head. "Not a clue, but it doesn't hurt to try, yes?"
O5-8 put out their cigar, and began to exit the room.
"At this point, I have no clue if anything's going to work, Kim." O5-8 exits the room.
"So, you need me to put on this dress, and walk into that den of squirrels and act like I'm the Messiah?" Asked Larry, a descendant of The Caretaker.
"That is true." Responded Kim.
"Is this some sort of joke?" Larry began to put on the outfit, all while staring at the nearby cave.
"Not at all." Said Kim.
"Whatever you say, I guess, 500 dollars is 500 dollars." Once Larry was done putting on the outfit, he began to enter the cave, which was filled with 527 Neo Squirrels.
"My dearest brethren. I am a descendant of the Great Caretaker. I have come on his behalf to apologize to you, for his wrong doings. Tree Critter himself has blessed me and his lineage, so please do not carry out this insidious war. Thank you."
Suddenly, one of the squirrels begins to speak.
"How many times we tell you this, we never forgive The Caretaker. We will carry out Nubelere de Hoyo, no matter what our God says. We are done with forgiveness. Now is the time for vengeance."
Five hours passed, and Larry still hasn't exited the cave. Must have been giving them a very rallying speech or something. Either way, Kim was getting worried. Tau-63, "Vermin Supreme," entered the cave in search for Larry. They finally came out after a long time, carrying a human corpse.
"We found him. He was killed by the squirrels." They threw the body down on the ground, which was covered in small Xs, and also a note in Swahili, carved into Larry's skin. It read "No matter what you False Children of Tree Critter may do, this war shall be carried out. And it shall be glorious."
[DATA CORRUPTED]
Kim enters the nearly destroyed facility, away from the large dust and dirt clouds, for a chance to breath clean air. The entire site was squeaky clean compared to the hellscape that was the outside world.
It was Site-551. Her former site that she used to work at. It was completely abandoned, no sapient life has entered the building since the event. Kim drags the device used to keep her sorry ass alive behind her, and begins to explore the facility.
Most of the terminals have been completely destroyed. Kim tried to access all of them, but all attempts were met with failure. Electricity probably wasn't even running through the site anyway, so it didn't even matter.
However, there was one terminal, at the very end of the site, that wasn't completely broken, and was still powered on. How it was still getting power didn't concern Kim at the present moment. She sits down in a nearby chair, and turns on the terminal.
> Welcome to Site-551 internal terminal network. Please choose your desired file.
/access 3761 file-1
> Note: You are attempting to access file [SCP-3761]. Please submit correct security clearance
Kim never forgot her Level 5 Clearance since the day it was granted to her. It was one of her most treasured belongings, for some reason.
kimgenicode hungonahangmansnoose
Note: Access granted. Welcome: "KIM GENICODE: JUNIOR RESEARCHER: SITE-551.
Pfft, "Junior Researcher." They really didn't update this at all, didn't they? She was now O5-2, not some lowly Junior Researcher.
NOW DISPLAYING: [SCP-3761]
Kim let out a big sigh. It was a while since she read this. It most definitely would be changed a lot. Surprisingly, the beginning warning from RAISA is missing. She could see why.
Object Class: Keter Apollyon
Makes sense, according to what happened after the event.
Special Containment Procedures: None.
Kim heard a quiet thump behind her. There was nothing there. She continues reading.
Description: Unchanged from previous iteration.
Incident Log: SCP-3761 successfully occurred as expected on July 23rd, 2063. SCP-3761-A as a whole successfully dug to Kansas, and began assaulting each other. [DATA CORRUPTED] 20 percent are kill[DATA CORRUPTED] prompts the use of a device known to SCP-3761-A as the "Tree-Critter-Bomb," which [DATA CORRUPTED] the entirety of Kansas, covering the entire Earth in dust from the explo[DATA CORRUPTED]. 99.98% of the human population died within the first day of SCP-37[DATA CORRUPTED].
Kim experienced all that was described, yet she was still horrified at what she was reading. Even she didn't expect this to happen.
Note from Grand Prophet Timothy Lockridge:
Kim heard enough thump behind her, this time slightly louder. It was probably a stray squirrel or something. She continued reading.
Our death is at the hands of our own brethren. Do not be alarmed, my followers, for this is not a tragedy, but a blessing. Our brothers have given us a gateway to Achieve Heaven in its purest form. Leave your family behind, and take the gift that Tree Critter has given you. I shall see you in the after life. Ankala-Koresh Helya.
One last thump is heard. Kim turns around to find a humanoid figure within the doorway. It has the head of a squirrel, and white and red robes.
"So, this is it, huh." Said Kim to the humanoid.
"Indeed it is." The humanoid sat down on the floor. "Man, I'm just tired. Everyone's saying "Tree Critter has given us a chance" or blah blah blah. Nah, I didn't really do anything."
Kim offered Tree Critter a cigarette, which he takes.
"Thanks, I needed this." Tree Critter produces a small flame from one of his fingers to light the cigarette. "You know, Kim, thank you for attempting to stop this the best way you can. Though, in the end, I guess it really doesn't matter."
"Yeah. So, are you really a God, Tree Critter?" Asked Kim.
"By definition, yes. Can't do jack diddly shit, though. Sure, I have omnipotence, but I'm not that kind of guy. I'd rather be a regular squirrel, sleeping in a tree all day, eating nuts, that sort of thing." Tree Critter takes a puff. "Now I can't do that. All the trees are withered. All the fruit is grey, and lifeless. I want to blame this on The Caretaker, but… it's really not his fault. Like, not at all."
"So, what are you going to do now?"
"Probably live the rest of my life as a mortal. I've had enough of being all mighty. I want to see, even for 10 minutes, what it means to be mortal. Speaking of which, I really should be going."
Tree Critter gets up.
"You probably should be going as well."
A large, bright light fills the entire facility, almost blinding Kim. When the light dims down, a single squirrel is seen in Tree Critter's place, which immediately exits the room.
Kim smiles, and turns off the terminal. She unplugs her life extension device, and looks at the ceiling. "They say Humanity's death would be a quiet, or a humble one. But really, our death was a silly one." But before Kim died, she wanted to see where it all went wrong. One last reminder, if you will, before she departs. She turns the terminal back on, and begins to type.
Welcome to Site-551 internal terminal network. Please choose your desired file.
/access 3761 file-27
> Note: You are attempting to access file [SCP-3761 DOCUMENTATION-4]. Please submit correct security clearance
kimgenicode hungonahangmansnoose
> Note: Access granted. Welcome: "KIM GENICODE: JUNIOR RESEARCHER: SITE-551.
> NOW DISPLAYING: [SCP-3761 DOCUMENTATION-4]
Note for reviewers and Westrin: Lines that are bolded are subject to the anomalous object's infohazard, I will add them when the tale is set in stone because it is currently a work in progress.
THE SCP FOUNDATION
ACTION PROPOSAL: BROADCAST YOURSELF
Proposal to O5 Council
To the O5 Council;
As most of you may know, a couple of days ago, we discovered an anomalous object in the form of a USB Drive connected to the computer of one of our Containment Specialists. Currently, the anomalous effect is as follows:
Describing the object in question on any electronic program will cause each word in the document to redirect to a seemingly random YouTube video.
Currently, we do not know what "YouTube" is. Upon clicking these links, it appears to be a video sharing site of some sort, however, we are unable to access it, due to the website "not existing." After some research, it was determined that YouTube is a website that will be founded in 2005, 3 years away from now.
The 3 people who will make this "YouTube" website: Jawed Karim, Steve Chen, and Chad Hurley, do not exist, as in no one on Earth exists that have these names that also match the description of their stated appearances. This is why I come to you with a proposal, Operation Broadcast Yourself.
In short, we will hire 3 people that look very similar to YouTube's founders, say that their names are Jawed, Steve, and Chad, and make YouTube ourselves in the year 2005, to prevent a paradox.
We will need to use the USB Drive as a catalyst for the Operation. As a sort of guiding light so that we know what kind of website YouTube is, and what we should do to not cause a paradox. That sort of thing.
Then, once YouTube has been established and no temporal anomalies have been detected, we will sell it to Google so that we don't have to take care of it anymore.
Authored: O5-4, Ben Western
Testimonial: Dr. Joseph Milstein
O5 Council Vote
AGREE: O5-2, O5-3, O5-5, O5-7, O5-9, O5-11
DISAGREE: O5-1, O5-10
ABSTAIN: O5-4, O5-12
RESULT: Motion proceeds.
Item Description: An empty USB flash drive. Describing the object in question on any electronic program will cause each word in the document to redirect to a seemingly random YouTube video. If the name of an existing YouTube user is mentioned within the document, it will link to one of their videos (Example: "PewDiePie").
Date of Recovery: 19-06-2002
Location of Recovery: Connected to the computer of Foundation containment specialist ██████.
Current Status: [REDACTED].