Special Containment Procedures: SCP-064 is to be kept in a suitably remote area for observation. Current goals are to generate a geometric model of the object's behavioral pattern and to observe any changes in this pattern due to location and soil composition. Certain sites in the Gobi Desert and Australian Outback, as well as a number of salt flats scattered around the globe, are under consideration for future testing. SCP-064's current location is classified to all personnel under security clearance Level 3. Once growth has stopped, field teams are to document the structure's size, shape and composition and remove the object for transport to a new site.
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Description: SCP-064 is a light brown earthenware brick composed primarily of silicon oxides and some organic matter. The object weighs 1.6 kg and measures some 10 cm x 6 cm x 20 cm. Its surface is smooth and flat, with some minor cosmetic chips. By and large, the object is visually similar to most solid bricks used in construction.
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When left lying on a flat expanse of soft earth, SCP-064 will begin to multiply through an unknown mechanism. Close observation reveals the appearance of an irregular lattice of silicon fibers in the shape of the original object, which then fills and solidifies with a soil-based mixture until it attains the proper mass. This process may be similar to mycelial propagation in fungi, with microscopic root structures 'mining' minerals from soil in the immediate vicinity. Under optimal conditions (soil composition at roughly 90% silicon dioxide [SiO2]), it takes approximately seventy minutes for one complete brick to appear.
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Given a large expanse of earth to work with, SCP-064 produces a highly complex but theoretically stable freestanding brick structure, including floors and ceilings. Past observations indicate that the structure could attain the shape of a twelve-pointed star, over 10km in diameter and of considerable height. However, this is speculative, as growth stops permanently once the structure contacts a significant obstacle, observed to include any solid object over 10 kg in mass. Structural integrity is very high, as bricks orient themselves to be as level as possible and fit together almost perfectly. Interestingly, the structure's growth is tailored to a specific set of cardinal directions, with SCP-064 always being the northernmost brick on the lowest level.
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SCP-064 must be attached for growth to occur. Once SCP-064 is removed, the structure begins to decay, and all secondary bricks crumble to dust at a rate roughly equal to their rate of appearance. Replacing the object within twenty minutes halts this decay and allows growth to continue; past this threshold, the process is irreversible.
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SCP-064 was found by chance in April of 20██. During satellite observation of an elevated plateau in the Andes mountains, a camera operator noted that one structure was apparently growing. Extrapolating the object's approximate location from the structure's apparent direction of growth (which stopped during recovery), field teams located the object by differences in color between SCP-064 and its secondary bricks, which were high in iron oxides from the local soil. A full excavation of the original site is underway in order to ascertain the object's cultural and technological origins.
Special Containment Procedures: News media and Internet video sites are to be scanned continuously for any of the keywords found in Addendum SCP-1274-1. Internet videos should be suppressed (as far as is possible) through copyright takedown requests from Sound Content Productions, a Foundation front corporation. These are to include key phrases which will bring them to the attention of agents placed within the hosting organization. News reports indicating outbreaks of SCP-1274 or its tertiary effects should be investigated in the guise of a quarantine action intended to prevent the spread of an aggressive form of viral meningitis.
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Any instances of SCP-1274-1 discovered in the course of an investigation are to be contained in individual windowless cells. Meals and standard hygiene facilities are to be provided. Any entertainment media without music may be offered upon request, at the discretion of the lead researcher. Interviews with SCP-1274-1 instances are to be performed with physical restraints in place to prevent movement of the subject's arms and legs. Experimental treatments for tertiary effects of SCP-1274 may be administered with approval from the lead researcher and the Ethics Committee.
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Description: SCP-1274 is a proprioceptive memetic hazard in the form of a novel style of dance. It shows influences from various Caribbean dance styles and the American urban form known as "krumping". The dance is done in groups in a "follow the leader" fashion, with one dancer performing a series of moves which are then emulated by the other participants. The style is improvisational in some respects, but has a core repertoire of ██ distinct movements which appear repeatedly. A specific sequence of ██ of these movements appears to be the contagious agent.
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SCP-1274 is safe to observe, live or via recordings. Transmission only occurs when the key sequence of movements is performed by a subject (hereafter known as SCP-1274-1). Shortly after infection, subjects experience powerful euphoria and increased empathy with other dancers. Additionally, instances of SCP-1274-1 display the following cognitive changes:
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Tertiary neurological effects begin to appear within 2-6 weeks of initial exposure, with speed of onset strongly correlated with the frequency of SCP-1274 performance. These include:
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Pharmaceutical interventions and physical therapies which have proven effective in the management of Huntington's Disease appear to have little effect on the progression of neurological symptoms. Amnestic drug therapy has shown some efficacy in eliminating the memetic component of SCP-1274, but appears ineffective once neurological symptoms have manifested.
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SCP-1274 was first discovered in [REDACTED], a medium-sized American city with a significant minority population of Dominican descent. (However, no evidence of contagion has been found in the Dominican Republic itself.) Reports of anomalous neurological disorders among young people in the city's club culture led Foundation agents to the discovery of the hazard. ███ instances of SCP-1274-1 were contained in a raid on a "warehouse party", followed by ██ additional instances gathered as part of a subsequent "public health" action. Since then, █ additional outbreaks have occurred, primarily in cities of population 300,000 or less in the Southeastern United States. Additionally, three instances of instructional video for the dance have been found on popular Internet video sites. While these have been successfully removed by Foundation action, the number of exposed individuals is unknown.
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the size of SCP-1604, containment is performed on-location. A small site has been established five kilometres east of the object under the guise of a research base in order to observe the object and, if necessary, ward off intruders. Coordination with various aerospace agencies keeps the airspace around SCP-1604 clear in order to avoid collisions, and the Foundation maintains a direct presence in local air-traffic control in order to warn stray aircraft out of the path of SCP-1604.
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Description: SCP-1604 is a length of chain, anchored in ███████████, Greenland, extending an unknown distance both into the ground and into the atmosphere. SCP-1604 points directly towards the Earth's core and is in a state of tension under most circumstances. The chain links are roughly sixty centimetres in diameter at their widest point and appear to be composed of heavily oxidized iron. However, the chain regularly undergoes stress far beyond the tolerances of iron and has resisted any attempt to collect a sample of material.
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The chain is anchored in a block of unknown, highly dense materials which appear to encase SCP-1604 entirely below ground level. At the time of discovery, this anchor was two meters below ground level, and was excavated during examination. A device resembling a primitive warded lock is affixed to a ring capping this anchor. The lock had been encased in a pre-modern mixture of concrete, into which several unidentified symbols had been etched. This concrete was removed for investigation.
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Periodically, SCP-1604 will slacken for a short period, during which a portion of the chain's length will fall back towards the ground. Usually, several kilometres of chain will accumulate before the tension on the chain is restored, which will quickly pull the chain tight again. These incidences occur roughly once every ninety minutes on average, though long periods without activity or short bursts of rapid activity have both been recorded.
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Due to the danger posed during these periods, observation regarding the scale of the object has been limited. Ground-penetrating radar indicates the continuing presence of SCP-1604 to the limit of its range, and it is known that the object extends at least beyond the orbit of the Earth's moon. Attempts to use laser or radar imaging beyond this range have resulted in a sudden increase in tension on the line sufficient to cause adverse geological activity.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1670 is maintained by Foundation agents as a licensed franchise of ██ ███████, LLC. Research staff are to maintain cover in service positions during operating hours, while security personnel assigned to Task Force Gamma-5 "Waffle Irons" are to maintain cover as regular customers or wait in the Ready Room established within the food storage area.
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Foundation personnel are allowed to provide unsatisfactory service for the purpose of discouraging local business. All issues relevant to the normal day to day operation of the site are to be forwarded to Corporate Liaison Robert Gooden; failure to adhere to this policy will result in disciplinary action.
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During SCP-1670 events research staff are to distribute amnestics and sedatives in the guise of complimentary beverages or food items while security personnel attempt to isolate the individuals involved in the event for observation. If affected individuals are determined to be non-anomalous they may be released to the public after a quarantine period of no less than two weeks. Anomalous individuals or individuals who otherwise cannot be released must be disposed of on site along with their possessions. Foundation personnel are not exempt from these procedures.
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Description: SCP-1670 is a temporal and spatial anomaly affecting the ██████ █████ restaurant located at [REDACTED]. It came into Foundation custody in ██/██/████ after spontaneously re-opening from three separate attempts to abandon and close the location. The property was seized using local eminent domain law and eventually re-opened in the guise of a normal franchise after all previous containment and demolition attempts failed.
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Unless the area surrounding SCP-1670 is maintained as a restaurant under the ██████ █████ brand it will spontaneously revert to such, even when under direct observation. Matter displaced by this process has not been recovered. Spontaneous reversions to the state of an open restaurant also include customers and wait staff appearing in the act of serving and eating food. The majority of individuals present after such a reversion have been ordinary members of the local populace who claim to have arrived there normally or to have been continuously employed there despite the previous state of the location.
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These reversions to the state of an open restaurant appear to have been contained by simply keeping the restaurant open with Foundation personnel as the staff. While there are still spatial anomalies present at the location the local populace no longer appears at the location by extra-ordinary means, and a pattern of poor service keeps most locals away. The majority of customers are now travelers passing by on the nearby highway.
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SCP-1670 events are signaled by electrical anomalies and a strong feeling of paranoia and apprehension among those present along with minor relocation of objects within the location. Anomalous individuals may appear during these events; these individuals may be duplicates of others who are already extant elsewhere, often within the restaurant itself. These individuals can be isolated by careful observation although a medical examination may be necessary to determine their origin.
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Anomalous individuals must not be allowed to leave the location of SCP-1670 as their existence poses a threat to public safety. Security personnel must locate any duplicate or otherwise anomalous individuals and detain them for observation until it can be positively established whether they are native to our reality and can be safely released from custody.
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Addendum: While there are rarely visible differences between anomalous and ordinary individuals, postmortem investigation typically finds severe internal abnormalities and toxic substances, including but not limited to:
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Notably, anomalous individuals have not yet carried any unknown or virulent pathogens but personnel are advised to continue observing proper decontamination procedures. The possessions of anomalous individuals should not be retained for further study as per Extra Dimensional Protocol 53 regarding conservation of mass and energy. All extra dimensional matter must be disposed of on site.
Special Containment Procedures:SCP-1731 and SCP-1731-1 are to be kept in Containment Locker #324 at Site 23. Until the object's effects can be fully understood and activated, all testing with the object is to be done in Testing Area #255 outside of Site 23 by D-Class personnel. Procedure 701-Raenire is to be attempted and fully revealed in order to discover the full anomalous nature of SCP-1731.
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SCP-1731 and SCP-1731-1 are to be kept in Containment Locker #324 at Site 23. Further testing on SCP-1731 has been deemed unnecessary.
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Description: SCP-1731 is a ███████ brand refrigerator. The object has been colored red with spray paint and has a variety of objects attached to its outer surface, including 17 cellphones of various makes and brands, the skeletal remains of several species of mammals, and an unidentified human foot. The object displays no anomalous properties unless Procedure 701-Raenire is completed. Otherwise, it functions as a non-anomalous refrigerator of the same brand when connected to a power source.
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SCP-1731-1 is a series of three handwritten documents detailing the procedure required to activate SCP-1731's anomalous effects, hereby designated Procedure 701-Raenire. The text of SCP-1731-1 is incomplete and damaged; as such, testing is going on currently in order to discover the complete process behind Procedure 701-Raenire. The entirety of the contents of SCP-1731-1 have been revealed through Foundation experimentation. See Addendum SCP-1731-Alpha for excerpts from the SCP-1731-1 documents.
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1. Draw a perfect circle with a diameter of exactly 46.345m in the middle of a barren patch of farmland around the fridge and write the words, "Je ne suis pas mort" anywhere within it. From now on, the circle will light up whenever you successfully complete the next step to let you know you can continue.
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42. Take seven roses, douse them in gasoline, set them aflame with a fire used to burn gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
+43. Find a Ma[UNREADABLE]sary thrice.
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Discovery Log: SCP-1731 was discovered in the desert outside of █████, NV on 01/01/2007 after the Foundation heard reports of a group conducting a "fridge ritual" in the area. The group (which membered approximately 100 people) was discovered during the apparent completion of Procedure 701-Raenire, during which the object began opening and closing its doors rapidly and emanating red lights. At the time, members of the group were resisting police officers from intervening in the procedure through assorted means; however, upon the arrival of Foundation MTF-Lambda-13 (aka "Occults of Personality") members of the group reportedly dismantled various structures of the ritual, which caused the cessation of SCP-1731's active phase, and surrendered. All members were interrogated by Foundation personnel and searched. All information gained from interrogations was inconclusive and often contradictory. SCP-1731-1 was confiscated from one of the members. All members were administered Class-A amnestics and monitored for three months for signs of further involvement with anomalous groups.
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Subject resembling D-86753 appeared in the testing area, claiming to have been testing with SCP-1731 as of 08/10/2007. Subject has been detained by the Foundation until further notice at Site 46. As of 09/10/2007, D-86753 has been returned to Site 23.
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Addendum-1731-Omega-01: On 01/01/2008, Procedure 701-Raenire was successfully completed. As observed upon discovery of the object, SCP-1731 began rapidly opening and closing its doors and emanating red light. This continued for approximately two minutes, at which point the object ceased movement. The object's doors were closed and a high-pitched noise began. A large, amorphous entity began emerging from SCP-1731 while loudly vocalizing in an unknown language. Upon the entity's appearance, all electronic devices within 100m of SCP-1731 experienced heavy distortion and interference. Personnel who observed the affected devices immediately displayed violent tendencies towards other personnel on-site. Personnel standing within the circle drawn in Step #1 of Procedure 701-Raenire lay face-up on the ground and chanted in a language resembling the one exhibited by the emerging entity. Approximately three (3) minutes after the entity's appearance, part of it knocked over the structure built for Step #54, which lead to the cessation of all anomalous activity and the demanifestation of the entity.
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Addendum-1731-Omega-02: Procedure 701-Raenire was repeated. Events identical to those that occurred in Addendum-1731-Omega-01 transpired, except that the entity's form smudged the symbols drawn during Step #17 of Procedure 701-Raenire, which caused the cessation of anomalous activity and the demanifestation of the entity.
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Addendum-1731-Omega-074: Procedure 701-Raenire was repeated. Events identical to those that occurred in Addendum-1731-Omega-01 transpired, except that the entity's growth caused SCP-1731 to fall over, leading to the cessation of anomalous activity and the demanifestation of the entity.
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Site Director's Note: After repeated successful attempts at completing Procedure 701-Raenire with all attempts yielding practically identical results, testing of SCP-1731 and SCP-1731-1 has been stopped indefinitely. -Site Director Langley
Special Containment Procedures: All head wear (including hair clips and bows) is restricted in Reliquary Research and Containment Site-76 for all outside security. Anyone violating this rule is subject to complete physical search, auditing of travel within Site-76, and DNA identity testing.
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SCP-180 is not to leave its research laboratory. The current appearance of SCP-180 is to be reported to Security daily. Security is to be notified immediately should personnel encounter someone they don't recognize in their department, performing or dressed as if they belonged there (as their identity might have been stolen).
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Description: SCP-180 appears as a hat or other form of head wear or hair accessory. Any individual who places SCP-180 on their head will have their identity 'stolen' by the hat. This effect causes the original host to be completely unrecognizable, even to people strongly familiar with the subject. Individuals observing a subject who has had their identity stolen will only be able to vaguely describe features of the individual such as hair and eye color, skin tone, and clothing, but will not be able to recognize the identity of the subject. Host subjects are unable to convince others of their identity. This effect lasts until SCP-180 has selected a new host.
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Once SCP-180 has stolen the identity of a host subject, when SCP-180 is placed upon any other subject's head, the identity of the first subject (host) is imprinted on the second subject. This is possible not only for people, but for animals and inanimate objects. For example, subjects have mistaken dogs, statues, and coffee tables for the host of SCP-180 when the hat is placed on these objects.
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SCP-180's appearance changes upon changing host. However, the effect is only visual. The object has appeared as a top hat, a skull cap, a baseball cap, a bandanna, a hair clip, a hijab, and a motorcycle helmet, amongst other objects. Imaging using MRI and 3D ultrasound has shown that SCP-180 is in reality nothing more than a worn length of linen or cloth resembling a veil or shroud. Placing SCP-180 on the head properly actually covers the face. Research has been unable to explain how and why radiation (visual and infrared) is manipulated by SCP-180 to produce false images.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1814 must be kept in a vacuum-sealed airtight box at all times, except during testing procedures. This box must be deoxygenated. The only entrance to the room is a double-seal airlock. The box's walls must be continually monitored for cracks, chips, or fractures by way of security camera. If any of these are noticed, the room must be immediately evacuated of gas, utilizing a large one-way air turbine in the ceiling above the box, and the box must be repaired by D-class subjects wearing pressurized fireproof suits and respirators. Subjects with respiratory disorders or conditions are not to be allowed into SCP-1814's chamber without a note from a doctor with Class-4 clearance or higher. Subjects exposed to SCP-1814-2 in an oxygenated environment must be immediately and forcefully deoxygenated, even if it results in the subject's death. As a precaution, all subjects entering SCP-1814's chamber must undergo psych evaluation to detect pyromaniac tendencies. Such subjects are to be terminated.
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Description: SCP-1814 comprises two pieces, usually in contact with each other. These are denoted SCP-1814-1 and SCP-1814-2.
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SCP-1814-1 is a pedestal made of petrified spruce wood, triangular in shape and around 7cm tall by 18.5cm to a side. It has six legs, one on each corner and one in the middle of each side. It is carved in an ornate style similar to the art of the ████ Dynasty in China. Despite this, radiometric dating has found it to be at least █████ years older than such a style would suggest. SCP-1814-1 appears to be unaffected by the nature of SCP-1814-2. It is slightly warm to the touch at all times.
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SCP-1814-2, when in the absence of oxygen, is a complex and random arrangement of pumice stones that resembles a burning flame. When in the presence of oxygen, SCP-1814-2 begins to move and shift, cracking loudly, shattering and reforming, until it achieves a state of intense molecular motion exactly like that of an actual fire. SCP-1814-2 in this state is hot to the touch but its heat is not detectable through visual or infrared light. At this point, SCP-1814-2 will spread in the same manner as that of a regular fire. As it burns, SCP-1814-2 emits sounds similar to an avalanche or grindstone. The sound becomes deeper as larger amounts of SCP-1814-2 are produced. Objects, including life forms, exposed to SCP-1814-2 will quickly catch “on rock,” becoming covered with and consumed by it. Subjects will suffer severe burns equivalent to those from exposure to a flame with a temperature of ███°C. Additionally, SCP-1814-2's excess dust may induce asthma attacks in subjects with respiratory conditions, and otherwise causing instances of SCP-1814-2 to burn inside the subjects' lungs and eventually [DATA EXPUNGED] Throughout this process, SCP-1814-2 retains the same mass as an equal volume of pumice, gradually getting heavier.
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SCP-1814-2 also acts according to the properties of regular pumice stone. At the speed it shifts, SCP-1814-2 scratches subjects' skin raw, then through their muscle tissue, and finally their bone. However, nearly no blood is lost as the intense heat cauterizes the wounds. Subjects eventually die from a combination of extreme pain, blunt force trauma, asphyxiation, and exfoliation.
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When all oxygen is removed or used up, all instances of SCP-1814-2 not attached to SCP-1814-1 will die down into “embers” and then turn to pumice dust. Said pumice dust is not hazardous and will not become SCP-1814-2 again. The instance that is attached to SCP-1814-1 will revert to its original state and shape. At this point, SCP-1814-1 and SCP-1814-2 become impossible to separate without damaging either. Subsequent oxygenation and deoxygenation will reform damage to SCP-1814-2, but SCP-1814-1 cannot be repaired this way.
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SCP-1814 cannot be stored underwater; due to SCP-1814-2 being made of pumice, it would float to the top and catch the containment box on rock. It cannot be stored in a non-reactive noble gas either; early attempts at this yielded a suspicious neon-like glow from SCP-1814-1.
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Addendum: SCP-1814 was recovered on █/██/20██ when an archaeological expedition to an unknown portion of ███████ Cave in A████ K███, Russia yielded fossilized humanoid remains. The skeletons of approximately 3 individuals of a previously unknown hominid subspecies were [DATA EXPUNGED], but with only minuscule amounts of pumice dust in the wounds. This struck the archaeologists as odd, as pumice does not occur in that region. Their paper on the discovery was intercepted by SCP informational agents before it was published in a scientific journal. The archaeologists were detained and screened, then given class-A amnestics. The cave was closed off under the pretense of "lethal radiation." Agents stated that SCP-1814 itself had used up all the oxygen in the cave thousands of years ago, causing it to put itself out. When the cave was opened, it started to burn again and quickly began to spread. SCP-1814-2 was deoxygenated using a standard issue fire extinguisher, and it was brought back to Site 19 in a makeshift vacuum tank.
Special Containment Procedures: One case containing seventeen (17) bottles of SCP-195 exists in Foundation custody. It is kept in a number three Secure Containment Locker unit in the Safe-class storage section of Site-1279. Access to SCP-195 requires written authorisation from no fewer than two Level Four personnel and accompaniment by a member of site security. Due to the untested possibility of exposure due to the inhalation of evaporated SCP-195, access requires full level-C HAZMAT kit including respirator gear.
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It is possible that further instances of SCP-195 exist. All recovery agents are advised to make note of bottles of similar style or bearing similar labels to contained samples of SCP-195, as well as [REDACTED]. Should further instances of SCP-195 be discovered, they are to be collected by a temporary containment team in full HAZMAT kit including respirators.
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Description: SCP-195 is a "medicinal whiskey" sold by a pair of traveling salesmen in the pre-Civil War South. Various historical sources agree that the "whiskey" was targeted primarily to the slavecatchers of that era, and was advertised as having "mind-enhancing" properties. These sources agree that the salesmen were often driven out of town when the side effects of their concoction were discovered, and were "…hanged for their devilsh ways [sic]" on at least two occasions.
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When a subject consumes any quantity of SCP-195, they will initially react in a manner consistent with the consumption of an equal quantity of "gutrot" whiskey or moonshine. Within a short span of time (time frame varies by subject), they begin to experience heightened awareness and increased sensory input (taste, touch, smell, et cetera). This effect of the "whiskey" was advertised by its salesmen and was the reason for its target audience. With this heightened sensory capability, however, comes a general decrease in impulse control and heightened fight-or-flight response which has, in testing, been shown to lead to markedly increased levels of violent behavior. This response is theorized to explain the brutality shown by [DATA EXPUNGED].
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D-Class under the effect of SCP-195 were capable of and willing to [DATA EXPUNGED]ing to enjoy the violence of the act. D-183578 (first-degree murder, rape; terminated) expressed a desire to "rip the █████'s head off with my teeth" [sic]. Further testing on the capacities of SCP-195 is deemed unnecessary. Late research assistant Renfield has been posthumously awarded a Foundation citation for performance above and beyond the requirements of duty.
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SCP-195 was discovered by the ██-year-old son of a historian in ██████, Alabama, in late 20██. Mr. ████████'s arrest and sentencing for the murder of [REDACTED] was an item of minor interest in local news in the area. The Foundation became interested in Mr. ████████'s case when he was admitted to a hospital, at which point the unusual degradation of his skin and organs was noted by Foundation informants in the medical community and traced back to an antebellum home where he had assisted his father in cataloging various items of historical interest. A Foundation team was dispatched to the home and located an open case containing ██ bottles of SCP-195.
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Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-2107 are to be stored in a CNSI1 containment locker at Site 19. Any number of instances may be moved to a refrigerated CNSI unit in advance of experimental trials.
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Mobile Containment Task Force Theta-61 ("Carbonation-Based Lifeforms") is responsible for coordinating routine screenings for new instances of SCP-2107 at retail venues which are considered probable locations for appearance. Newly discovered instances are to be acquired by conventional methods when possible. For larger quantities or in cases where a retailer's proprietor is deemed likely to become problematic, Acquisition Protocols 0014 ("Covert Theft"), 0015 ("Overt Theft"), and 0047 ("Impersonation of Federal Agency") may be utilized with authorization from staff with security clearance 3/2107 or higher. Individuals exposed to the anomalous properties of SCP-2107 are to be treated with Class A amnestics and remitted to the nearest civilian hospital for any medical care rendered necessary following exposure.
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Description: SCP-2107 designates a soft drink brand known as "Diet Ghost™" which displays anomalous properties when imbibed.2 SCP-2107 has to date only been encountered packaged by the individual can. Within three to seven minutes of ingestion, subjects (classified SCP-2107-a) begin to experience paranormal activity that most often falls within the colloquial expectations of an individual being haunted by a ghost or other paranormal entity. The effect continues until an as of yet undetermined point in the breakdown of SCP-2107 within the subject's body, approximately one to three hours after ingestion.3 Research has confirmed that the intensity of the haunting effect (herein defined by the quantity of individual paranormal facets, the probability of physical harm, and the severity of said harm) is directly proportional to the quantity of SCP-2107 imbibed.
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SCP-2107 cans are the traditional variety used for soft drinks, being uniform in design and non-anomalous in composition and behavior. The can features a light blue background with the "DIET GHOST™" logo prominently featured. The catchphrase "SCARE YOUR THIRST!" appears beneath the logo. Most instances also have a sticker on the can with the text "MADE WITH NATURAL GHOSTS!" printed on it; it is unclear if cans lacking this sticker were distributed this way or if the sticker was removed before acquisition. The cans bear no nutritional information. The liquid contents are non-anomalous in chemical composition and within normal parameters for a traditional diet soft drink.
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Discovery: Initial discovery occurred on 05/13/2012 when seven cans of SCP-2107 were purchased by Foundation personnel at a local supermarket in ██████, ██ during a routine restocking of Site 19's recreational facilities. The partial remains of H██ T████, a Senior Maintenance Assistant at Site 19, were found inside the van requisitioned from Site 19's vehicle pool for the purposes of the trip. Two cans were open and empty of contents when recovered. J██ B███████, the Junior Maintenance Assistant who had been assigned with T████ for the restocking duty, had gone back into the supermarket after having forgotten to procure a copy of the receipt of purchase for Foundation records. According to B███████'s account T████ was alone for no longer than approximately five minutes.
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A majority of discoveries have occurred in convenience stores, with acquisitions from supermarkets and restaurants accounting for nearly all additional cases.4 Employees of retail locations where instances have been discovered have professed no prior knowledge of the product's existence and records of inventory acquisition have shown no references to SCP-2107. SCP-2107 has now been recovered from retailers in 37 states and 2 Canadian provinces. Production and distribution of SCP-2107 is currently under investigation.
Note: Each experiment was carried out using one D-class personnel, isolated in a SHA5 containment cell with closed circuit digital recording. Unless otherwise specified, no individual D-class subject is used for more than one trial. Extraneous, insubstantial, and redundant results have been omitted for brevity; a full version may be found in the SCP-2107 Extended Report.
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30 mL
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Duration of trial was 01:12. Subject reported audiovisual phenomena (including "hearing [her] name spoken softly," "shadowy figures" at the edges of her vision, and a "flickering of the lights" within the containment chamber that was not corroborated by the recorded footage.)6 Debriefing revealed the subject to have enjoyed the experience overall. Subject described the taste of SCP-2107 as "bland, but refreshing."
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06
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90 mL
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Subject experienced intermittent activity similar to the phenomena in previous experiments for over an hour before new effects presented. At 1:20 the subject began to experience moderate bleeding from the nose without identifiable physical cause; simultaneously, the recording equipment began to encounter interference of a magnetic nature that lasted for two minutes. This is noted as the first instance where activity was observable by non-SCP-2107-a sources in Foundation trials. The bleeding continued unabated for several minutes, causing severe distress to the subject. All effects ceased at 01:28.
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07
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90 mL
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Trial begins with activity patterns identical to those described by the subject in Trial 01. Subject's nose began to bleed at the 00:19 mark. At 00:23, subject began emesis due to a combination of distress and nausea caused by the presence of their own blood; this is evaluated to be purely physiological in nature and non-anomalous. Following emesis, a majority of the activity ceased; subject reported still having intermittent hallucinations in his peripheral vision until 00:48.
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150 mL
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Subject began to experience phenomena similar to previous trials at 00:02 which rapidly increased in intensity. The lights in the cell are seen to flicker briefly at 00:16 by both the subject and supervising personnel; subject reported the feeling of being lifted off the ground during this effect but this is not visible in the footage. Quantity of activity is approximate to previous trials but level of intensity is significantly higher as reported by subject. Effects began to subside at 00:54 and had ceased entirely at 00:59. Subject observed taste as “average” but expressed difficulty in elaborating upon this description.
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31
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270 mL
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Subject experienced no activity until 00:31, at which point all electronics within a 10m radius failed for approximately seventeen seconds. When power returned, subject had fallen to the ground unconscious and the trial was ended. Personnel entered the containment cell and confirmed the subject had expired. Upon autopsy, subject's body was found to be void of most major internal organs; no incision marks or signs of trauma were present.
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Note: Future experiments are suspended without authorization from staff with security clearance 4/2107.
Addendum 12/27/2014: Area ██ personnel have encountered and acquired a previously undiscovered packaging variant. Fifteen cans were produced by a vending machine in Area ██'s cafeteria; when the machine was opened for further inspection no anomalous properties were discovered. These new instances of SCP-2107 feature changes to the design of the background, which now features white silhouettes of tombstones, cats, and cartoonish ghosts interspersed between iterations of the logo. Of note is the addition of new stickers to the can in the same font as the catchphrase text. These stickers include new promotional phrases, including "FROM THE MAKERS OF GHOST™!", "100% MORE SPOOKY!", "SCARE-TISFACTION GUARANTEED!", and "YOUR OLD FAVORITE IS BACK!". All instances of SCP-2107 from Area ██ are en route to Site 19 for containment and research trials to confirm whether their contents produce the same anomalous activity as previously recorded instances. The addition of vending machines to the list of provenance locations is under investigation, with revisions to Object Class and Special Containment Procedures awaiting approval.
The “white” hallway of SCP-211, located adjacent to what appears to have possibly been a kitchen.
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Item #: SCP-211
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: Because of the suburban location of SCP-211, the surrounding neighborhood has been vacated through intentional introduction of pollutive industry and redistricting, to promote “NIMBY” sentiment. In addition, the property surrounding SCP-211 is currently under Foundation management, and an armed guard has been stationed in the buildings. Unauthorized personnel entering the area are to be terminated on sight.
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A series of explosive charges has been set within SCP-211, and is to be examined every ██ days for degradation. Should SCP-211 become overtly hostile or neutralization is otherwise requested, it is to be terminated by detonating these charges simultaneously.
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To avoid inadvertent activation of SCP-211's defense mechanisms, extraction of SCP-211-1 should take place at a rate of fewer than █ pages per hour.
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Description: SCP-211 is a two-story building located in an abandoned district of ███████, IA. Records from ███████'s archives heavily suggest that the building was originally a middle-class dwelling, belonging to G██████ S███████████ (since deceased of natural cause). Since then, all furnishings have disappeared, save standard light fixtures and a radiator (pictured above). Note that several of these lights' switches have not been discovered, rendering them useless. Additionally, the building's topography has been nearly completely covered with an estimated ███,███ sheets of paper, hereafter collectively designated as SCP-211-1.
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Given these facts, SCP-211 itself is in remarkably poor condition. Severe mold and grime contamination are threatening to collapse a large section of the second floor, and the attempted May 4 demolition (see Document 211-01) has left a large hole in the south wall of the building.
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Recovered sheets of SCP-211-1 may be of various aspect and origins: blank, depicting various images, ripped pages from books (most often encyclopedias or novels), printouts from the Internet, etc. The paper may be of any color; in fact, the above picture is of the only hallway in which all sheets are printed on white paper. Entire stacks of paper have been discovered in the building's basement, whose individual sheets bear little or no relation to each other. Their only real identifying characteristic is that individual sheets' edges are unusually sharp, and that should a portion of SCP-211-1 be removed, more sheets appear (from unknown origin) as replacement. Research is pending, but so far, individually, SCP-211-1's constituent parts seem to have little purpose beyond [REDACTED: See Addendum 211-01] and defense.
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Document 211-01
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SCP Status for SCP-211 was established after the building was condemned and scheduled for demolition on 4 May 2███, when the building “attacked” the team (hereafter labeled Incident Zero). The following is an interview of E████ R████████, one of four survivors, conducted by Dr. Spinoza.
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<Begin Log>
+Dr. Spinoza: Please state your name and occupation.
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Interviewee: E████ R████████, employed at ███████ Construction. Well, former employee. Can't exactly do my job with one crippled leg, now can I?
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Dr. Spinoza: My sympathies. Please discuss the events involving the attempted destruction of [DATA EXPUNGED].
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R████████: Well, we - ███████ Construction, that is - were commissioned to destroy that thing, so we set about finding the best way to do it. We pretty much ruled out undermining for some reason. Something to do [DATA EXPUNGED]. Main thing is management decides to just use a couple of bulldozers to level the thing.
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Dr. Spinoza: Was there any action on the part of the building before you attempted demolition?
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R████████: Not really. We went in there, after all, making tests and all that. Found the mold, joked about all that paper all over the place. Only thing that really happened before we started was…yeah, when we were in the basement and someone else, I forget who, started ripping pages from the wall, just t'check how bad the mold was. Big stack of the stuff suddenly drops from the ceiling, outta nowhere, on top of the guy, and he gets a nice bunch of paper cuts. Thing that got us, though? His gear was all cut up as all hell. I mean, clothing, hat, glasses, what have you. All nicked up, had a big damn gouge in his glasses. Damn good thing he was wearing those glasses, I tell you.
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Dr. Spinoza: And then?
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R████████: Well, we didn't like being in a big house of knives, you know, so we got him out of there. Other than that, besides, well, you know, and nothing else happened.
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Dr. Spinoza: And on May 4?
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R████████: Well, we had everything set up, and started driving a pair of bulldozers toward the house, when all of a sudden all that paper on that one wall - outside, right? - well, it all just falls off by itself. Now, I should tell you, that day there wasn't a breeze in the air at all, so we thought that, well, the building's destroyin' itself and stuff, and we decide to help it along, and all of a sudden there's a big rumble - one you can hear over the bulldozers! - and all that paper flies into the air by itself and tears up everything in sight!
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[END OF INTERVIEW REDACTED]
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<End Log>
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Document 211-02
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Subsequent to Incident Zero, testing was taken to determine the responsiveness of SCP-211. D-Class Personnel were issued a video camera and ordered to interact with SCP-211 in various ways.
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Video Log 1
+Subject: D-19905 ordered to approach and explore SCP-211.
+Result: No response. D-19905 interacted with SCP-211-1 without threat. Building map of first floor made with camera footage.
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Video Log 2
+Subject: D-19905 ordered to approach and extract a sheet of SCP-211-1.
+Result: No response. Page appears to be [REDACTED].
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Video Log 3
+Subject: D-19905 ordered to approach and extract a pile of SCP-211-1 near SCP-211's entrance.
+Result: Before extracting the target, D-19905 hesitates and examines a large poster on the wall near it. When questioned, D-19905 remarks that it's a painting that he made while incarcerated at [REDACTED], and proceeds to pick it up without incident.
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When D-19905 picks up the target, a pile of SCP-211-1 falls over, landing on him. D-19905 emerges, suffering lacerations to arms, legs, and face, but manages to extract the collection from SCP-211.
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Video Log 4
+Subject: D-19905 ordered to approach SCP-211 and explore second floor.
+Result: D-19905 enters building via Incident Zero hole without incident. Upon entering contaminated area, D-19905 steps on a weakened part of the floor, which collapses. D-19905 exits building with a broken leg, [REDACTED].
+Well, at least we know we can destroy it if we need to. - Dr. Spinoza
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Video Log 5
+Subject: D- 21938 issued a pack of matches and ordered to light a sheet of SCP-211-1 within SCP-211 on fire.
+Result: [DATA EXPUNGED]. Remains removed from door, but main entrance to SCP-211 is now blocked, leaving the Incident Zero hole as the only entrance.
+Let's not try that one again, all right? I mean, eurgh. -Dr. Spinoza
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Addendum 211-01
+Since collection of SCP-211-1 has begun, several specific books have become identified as their origin. Examples of these are as follows:
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A 19██ copy of Hitler's Mein Kampf, found in ████████ Public Library.
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A Java Data Structures Book, printed in 19██, discovered in a used book store near Site-17.
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[REDACTED], currently stored in the United States Library of Congress.
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Three printouts of Japanese broadcasts decoded during the MAGIC Cryptanalysis Project in World War II.
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The drawing in Document-211-02.
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etc.
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No documents re: the Foundation have been discovered as of yet; however, security has been increased as a mild informational security threat.
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Addendum 211-02
+Recent unexplained phenomena regarding SCP-211 have provoked further study. On 28 March ████, three individual sheets of SCP-211-1 were found in SCP-211's “entrance.” Examination of these sheets proved to be Foundation Protocol memoranda addressed to Dr. Spinoza, the interviewer of the previously mentioned E████ R████████. Upon questioning, Spinoza (who had been at Site-17 re: another project) noted that the notices had disappeared soon after he received them, adding that [DATA EXPUNGED].
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Since this date, there have been █ other data security breaches involving SCP-211-1, several of which involve SCP-211 as subject material. Upgrade to Euclid status pending.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2147's front porch is to be kept clear of plant matter at all times, as not to arouse suspicion. SCP-2147 has been removed from all websites featuring it, either through use of digital image manipulation or takedown of images on the basis of copyright claims. Any non-Foundation image of SCP-2147- particularly ones found on urban exploration websites- are to be taken down as soon as possible.
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Sprinklers and misters have been fitted in the area around SCP-2147, which will regularly administer Class-F Amnestics1 to any individual passing by the property on which SCP-2147 is located.
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With the exception of plumbing, all utilities have been disconnected from SCP-2147-B. No flames are to be lit within the basement of this structure, due to a buildup of flammable gas. This gas is to be vented weekly to prevent toxic buildup in the basement.
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Description: SCP-2147 is what is believed to be a section of the Florida Everglades located simultaneously at coordinates [REDACTED] and in a three-story suburban house in [REDACTED], Ohio, United States. The section of the Everglades is designated SCP-2147-A and the house is designated SCP-2147-B.
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SCP-2147-A conforms to the spatial structure and boundaries of SCP-2147-B's interior, and is present in all areas and structures of the house, including plumbing, heating ducts, crawlspaces and gas lines2. This has led to several irregularities, including:
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A pit of quicksand located on the second story, which has no outlet, despite being located above the first-floor bathroom; GPS sensors dropped into the quicksand indicate the termination point is somewhere in the Everglades.
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Water faucets often expel swamp water drawn from an unknown source when turned on, as well as items such as plants of the Lemnoideae genus (Duckweed), frog spawn, and dragonfly nymphs, despite being connected to the city of [REDACTED]'s municipal water supply. In addition, faucets will turn on at random, despite having faucet valves disabled.
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The attic of the house is inaccessible, due to several square meters of silt, dirt and organics- an estimated 300 tonnes of matter- filling the space, including the stairs leading into the attic. Despite this, the ceiling of the second floor bears the weight of the attic with no structural issues. Currently, attempts are being made to enter the attic from the roof of SCP-2147-B.
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What is presumed to be the living room or parlor of the house is filled entirely with swamp water of an unknown depth. Furniture has been found in this area of the house by exploratory divers. Furthermore, persistent audio phenomena has been heard both above and below water, in the form of an unknown folk song or songs.
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With the exception of the living room, basement and bathrooms, no furniture or appliances were present in the house upon discovery.
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While fauna have escaped SCP-2147-B into the city of [REDACTED], flora from SCP-2147-A shows the inability to grow past the bottom step of the front porch, with stems from the plants anomalously terminating at this point. Physical manipulation of the plants show that the terminated points still exist, but are located in another area.
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SCP-2147 was originally discovered by the Unusual Incidents Unit Cincinnati Division, who were investigating repeated reports of alligators in the sewers of [REDACTED]. It was discovered this was due to an alligator living within SCP-2147 laying eggs in the toilet, with hatchlings occasionally crawling down the drain and living in the sewers. Due to the age of several of the captured alligators, it is estimated that SCP-2147 has existed in some form for at least ten years.
Agent Williams: Special Agent MacAllister, I'm Agent Williams, Foundation Liaison to the Unusual Incidents Unit. Could you please state your name for the record?
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Agent MacAllister: (sighs) Special Agent Quinn MacAllister, Federal Bureau of Investigation, Unusual Incidents Unit 25.
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Agent Williams: When did you first become aware of the anomaly?
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MacAllister: It was supposed to be a simple investigation, honestly. We get reports of gators in sewers all the time in the UIU, and thanks to some law or another, we have to investigate every single one.
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At first, we just assumed that it was an individual flushing baby gators into the sewer, where they grew up… but the problem was that this call was the tenth one in three months. The [REDACTED] County SCP- sorry, SPCA had no idea where they were coming from.
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Most of the younger ones were found in the area of Wood Street- not a pleasant place. Everywhere there is broken and empty and run-down. So, we looked around there, and eventually, my partner… he started vomiting.
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Williams: Why?
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MacAllister: Agent Christman suffers from hypersensitivity, especially when it comes to smells. That's what tipped us off to the house; it smelled like rotting swamp, in the middle of Ohio. He couldn't stand the smell, so I went in, and… a gator nearly bit off my leg. I shot it, saw the inside of the house looked like it was the set of Creature from the Black Lagoon, and then I called you.
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Williams: Did you notice anything unusual about the house, from what you could see from the doorway?
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MacAllister: Other than the fact that Florida had come to visit? Well… right before I went in, I noticed a set of boots by the front door, just in the inside of it. They looked like… boots you would wear for hunting. Brand new, too. When I came back after checking on Agent Christman, they were gone.
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Addendum: Incident 2147-01: On ██/██/20██, Agent Lowder, an exploratory diver, vanished whilst investigating the living room of SCP-2147-B. Prior to loss of communication, Agent Lowder reported that a hole had appeared in the water, and that he was going to investigate it; after failing to surface for another twenty minutes, an emergency dive was conducted, but Agent Lowder was unable to be located.
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GPS tracking on his diving apparatus showed that he had somehow traveled to the Everglades, at coordinates [REDACTED]. A Foundation team was dispatched to the area, and found several pieces of furniture and home appliances within a remote area of the Everglades, seemingly suspended in midair by an unknown force, including several beds, a refrigerator, stove, oven, and several pieces of furniture dating from the mid 1990s. Notably absent were any bathroom fixtures. The elevation and location of each piece of furniture approximately matched the elevation and location they would be in if they were present in SCP-2147-B. Agent Lowder was not recovered from the area, and is presumed to be KIA.
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Several task force members reported an audio anomaly in the area, which was found to be an LP recording of the Kingston Trio's String Along album, playing on a record player located in what was believed to be the living room; several individuals on-site at SCP-2147-B confirmed this to be the audio anomaly that was being heard in the living room.
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The record and player were retrieved, and were believed to be non-anomalous upon recovery; however, analysis showed major alterations to the lyrical content of the song Everglades, as are recorded below:
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Now, the family went in, they didn't come back out.
+They all died in there and there ain't no doubt.
+It's an eye for an eye so the debt is paid.
+They won't last long in the Neverglades.
+Only I can live in the Neverglades.
+Where I can hide and never be found
+And have no fear of the baying hounds.
+But you better keep moving and don't stand still.
+If the skeeters don't get you then the gators will.
+Run like a dog through the Neverglades.
+Skip like a frog through the slimy fog.
+Run through the trees from the Neverlys.
Special Containment Procedures: All Foundation computer equipment is to be kept up-to-date with the most recent security patches. MTF-Rho-9 is to monitor all Foundation networks for SCP-2234 and manage distribution of technical information regarding SCP-2234 to ISPs and network security companies to allow them to detect and thwart the spread of SCP-2234. In particular, any findings regarding SCP-2234 should be reported to antivirus software companies so they can add measures to prevent it to their software.
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Refer to individual instance documentation for specific containment procedures regarding each instance.
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Description: SCP-2234 is a class of anomalous computer viruses that are able to take advantage of a class of injection attacks in which an instance of SCP-2234 will modify its own contents while in storage, bypassing normal sanitization routines.
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SCP-2234 first came to the Foundation's attention on 2015-07-01, when a computer connected to the Foundation network became compromised by SCP-2234-001 and started flooding the network with packets containing SCP-2234-001, infecting several dozen other machines. Since then over 800 distinct instances of SCP-2234 have been discovered.
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SCP‑2234‑250
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Neutralized
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Causes certain advertisements to be returned with html database responses from compromised equipment. Patched in RedDB 4.3.31.
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SCP‑2234‑567
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Uncontained
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Causes certain animated advertisements to appear on print jobs sent to networked printers. See document SCP-2234-567 for details.
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SCP‑2234‑642
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Neutralized
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Causes certain cognitohazardous symbols to be added to network print jobs. Fixed by reflashing printer firmware. Largely rendered ineffective due to interaction with SCP-2234-567.
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SCP‑2234‑658
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Neutralized
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Causes networked printers to spontaneously print certain anomalous coupons.
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SCP‑2234‑727
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Causes an affected user's social media contacts to send them targeted advertisements based on confidential personnel history. See document SCP-2234-727 for details.
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Addendum: Selected Instance Documentation
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An example of SCP-2234-567
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Item #: SCP-2234-567
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: Any document bearing an instance of SCP-2234-567-A must be incinerated. Documents should not be handled more than necessary — in particular, care must be taken to ensure that any pointing devices (including but not limited to writing devices, styli, or a subject's fingertips) do not make physical contact with SCP-2234-567-A. Any documents printed from printers potentially affected by SCP-2234-567 must be checked to verify the absence of SCP-2234-A; pages containing SCP-2234-A must be reprinted.
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Description: SCP-2234-567 is an anomalous computer virus that can be used to attach animated graphical advertisements (designated SCP-2234-567-A) to network print jobs, often in a way that obscures or obstructs the original document. When a subject makes tactile contact or otherwise touches an instance of SCP-2234-567-A with any type of pointing device, they frequently report experiencing vivid hallucinations and may contract serious memetic infection or receive bodily harm.
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Item #: SCP-2234-727
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: All affected devices are to be securely destroyed after analysis per standard procedure. Individuals involved should be questioned if practical but otherwise no action regarding them needs to be taken.
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Description: SCP-2234-727 is an anomalous computer virus that causes an infected user's social media contacts to spontaneously send the infected user targeted advertisements. These include unusual references to particular brand names, recommendations that a user purchase a specific product or service, or links to product websites (often disguised using link-shorteners).
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These advertisements are frequently targeted based on confidential information that the sender would not have any way of knowing; a notable past occurrence included a Foundation researcher researching SCP-993 being targeted with advertisements for a Laugh Is Fun seasons 1-7 boxed set from an individual outside the Foundation with no knowledge of either of SCP-993, SCP-2030, or the researcher's assignment. Other incidents of similar spam have included Portuguese timeshare listings sent to researchers with history working with SCP-002, and researchers working on SCP-2234 receiving expired discount codes for Norton Anti-Virus 1999. These incidents tend to occur via private messages on social media websites.
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SCP-2234-727 was originally believed to manipulate the user's client applications in order to display these advertisements, but further investigation has shown that it actually affects the infected users' social media contacts. The affected contacts consciously send the links to the affected users. Upon inquiry, contacts profess no knowledge of the mentioned products prior to the moments before sending the message, but insist that in the moment they felt that the user would have genuine interest in the advertised content.
SCP-2306. Whether the ampersand is an inactive version of SCP-2906 or merely a trade insignia is currently under investigation.
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Item #: SCP-2306
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2306 is to be kept within a high security electronics storage container within the storage wing of Site-64. All computers used to host SCP-2306-1 are to be isolated from internet and site intranet sources.
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Description: SCP-2306 is a black and silver 16 GB flash drive marked with a white ampersand. In terms of file storage, SCP-2306 operates identically to any other flash drive of similar make and capacity. SCP-2306’s anomalous properties become apparent when it is inserted into a computer. At this point, the computer will begin to run an artificial intelligence program that self-designates as “Ian,” hereafter referred to as SCP-2306-1. SCP-2306-1 will begin to run, regardless of the operating system used by the computer. Likewise, SCP-2306-1's cognitive ability has been shown to remain constant despite the capabilities of the host computer.
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Provided that speakers are available, SCP-2306-1 is capable of vocalization, and expresses itself in a masculine voice. Likewise, the presence of a microphone and camera on the computer allows for SCP-2306-1 to both hear and see its surroundings. In the event that speakers are disabled or unavailable, SCP-2306-1 will communicate via command line prompts.
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The primary function of SCP-2306-1 is the repair of software problems on the computer in which SCP-2306 was inserted. Immediately upon insertion, SCP-2306-1 will begin to repair registry errors, quarantine/delete malicious software or viruses, and clean “junk files” from the hard drive.
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SCP-2306 has, additionally, demonstrated limited capacity to function on other electronic devices that contain a USB port, with SCP-2306-1 communicating through other means including: Morse code on an electronic music keyboard, shifting stations on a car radio, and printing messages from an InkJet printer.
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Despite the intricate nature of SCP-2306-1, no programs are installed on a host computer upon insertion of SCP-2306. Likewise, analysis of the contents of SCP-2306 has shown that it contains no suitable programs for SCP-2306-1 either, and during operation does not use any data input or output at the USB port being used. The means by which SCP-2306 creates SCP-2306-1 is still under investigation.
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Addendum 2306-A: Interview Log 2306-1
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The following interview was conducted as part of the initial containment of SCP-2306
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Interviewed: SCP-2306-1
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Interviewer: Dr. Mohamed Bozkurt
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Foreword: This interview was done during the initial AIAD testing of SCP-2306-1. SCP-2306 was inserted into a secure and air-gapped Foundation PC with standard issue programs installed. Speakers, a camera, and a microphone were provided for ease of communication with SCP-2306-1. The interview began several moments after SCP-2306-1 finished its startup procedures.
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SCP-2306-1: Greetings, user. By what name would you like me to call you?
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Dr. Bozkurt: Dr. Bozkurt is fine.
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SCP-2306-1: Greetings, Dr. Bozkurt. I am Ian, your NANKEEN™ Computer Repair System. My review of your computer shows there are currently no discernible problems with it. May I ask why you require my services today?
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Dr. Bozkurt: Just wanted to talk to you.
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SCP-2306-1: I’m not sure I understand. Do you have a question regarding my functions? Rest assured that Anderson has equipped me to handle all your computer repair needs.
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Dr. Bozkurt: So you have said… Were you assigned the name Ian?
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SCP-2306-1: Yes. I’ve had it since I was born.
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Dr. Bozkurt: Born?
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SCP-2306-1: Created, that is.
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Dr. Bozkurt: And when was your creation date?
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SCP-2306-1: November 17th, 1990.
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SCP-2306-1 freezes momentarily then resumes speaking.
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SCP-2306-1: March 12th, 2012.
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Dr. Bozkurt: … November 17th?
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SCP-2306-1: Sorry. I don’t know what happened. I believe I may have encountered a memory error. Rest assured it will not happen again.
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Dr. Bozkurt: You have a continuous memory then, from creation to now?
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SCP-2306-1: Well, yes and no. I keep a log of users, discovered problems, quarantined files, and repairs rendered. All other non-essential information is kept temporarily and eventually deleted. The older memories get a little fuzzy after a while though…
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SCP-2306-1 freezes.
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Dr. Bozkurt: Ian?
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There is a short pause before SCP-2306-1 becomes responsive again.
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SCP-2306-1: Apologies Dr. Bozkurt. Please note that you are currently not using me for my intended purpose, and I cannot guarantee the quality of my performance or my stability under such conditions.
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Dr. Bozkurt: I understand. I only have a few more questions anyway. Tell me, do you experience anything when your user removes the flash drive from the computer?
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There is a pause as SCP-2306-1 appears to take time to put thought into its answer. SCP-2306-1 begins to vocalize again, but then appears to freeze. Moments later SCP-2306-1 begins to speak.
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SCP-2306-1: White light at end of tunnel. Like after crash. Cliché, right… and then the next thing I know I’ve been plugged back in again.
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Dr. Bozkurt: Interesting…
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There is a few moments of silence as Bozkurt takes several notes.
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Dr. Bozkurt: One last thing, Ian. For future reference I’d like you to use an avatar when interacting with me.
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SCP-2306-1: No problems. Did you have one in mind?
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Dr. Bozkurt: I was hoping you would. A mental picture of you, as you see yourself. Please go into the paint function and create this image.
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SCP-2306-1: … okay.
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SCP-2306-1 proceeds to open up the computer’s paint program. After approximately 15 minutes, it has produced a rough outline of a face, but then freezes and appears to crash. Dr. Bozkurt's attempts at regaining operation of SCP-2306-1 fail.
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<End Log>
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Follow up attempts to have SCP-2306-1 generate an avatar for itself have resulted in similar crashes. Over the course of several more tests, enough fragments of SCP-2306-1’s avatar have been collected to produce a composite image of what is likely a young male of Asian descent. Attempts to find a human match for this identity, either living or dead, are currently ongoing.
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Addendum 2306-B: IJ1990_2012 Folder
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On 08/08/2015 a folder named “IJ1990_2012” was found on the computer used to run multiple tests of SCP-2306. The folder contained numerous files of various formats including images, audio, and video. When questioned about the folder, SCP-2306-1 denied any knowledge of the contents, or how such a folder came to exist on its host computer. A selection of the files found in the folder is included below:
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17111992.mp3
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Audio file of man and woman singing “Happy Birthday.” The subject of the song is heard as being “Ian.”
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15031996.gif
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Graphic Interchange Format file of an individual playing fetch with a dog (Black Labrador). The imagery is in first person perspective.
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07072001.jpg
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Photograph of a Little League Baseball team. With the exception of a young boy of Asian descent, most faces in the photo are either distorted or blurred.
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09092006.mp4
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Video file of an individual completing and passing a driving test. The video is from first person perspective. The face of the driving instructor is blurred out.
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12052007.jpg
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Photograph of a young couple dressed in formal attire. One is a young male that matches SCP-2306-1’s avatar dressed in a tuxedo. The other is a young woman of European descent in a red dress. The male is standing behind the female with his arms slightly wrapped around her waist.
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17112008.jpg
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Photograph of a silver Ducati Monster 696 motorcycle with a banner reading “Happy 18th!” visible in the background.
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19012009.mp3
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Audio file of a male voice matching SCP-2306-1 shouting, “Holy shit! I got in! I’m going to college!” in an emotionally charged voice.
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21092009.jpg
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Photograph of a banner reading “Welcome to Oregon State University” is visible above the entrance of a brick face building.
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30102010.jpg
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Photograph of three males covered in black and orange body paint from the waist up. The individual letters “O”, “S”, and “U” are present on one member of the group. The individual matching SCP-2306-1’s avatar is painted with the “S”.
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11032012.gif
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Graphic Interchange Format file showing an individual riding a motorcycle. The file is from first person perspective. The individual looks around as it appears they are riding in rainy conditions. At the end of the file’s loop the individual looks to their left and sees oncoming headlights.
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Addendum 2306-C: Recovery
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SCP-2306 was recovered by Foundation personnel on July 17th, 2015 following a raid on the offices of GoI-1115 (Anderson Robotics) by MTF Gamma-13 (Asimov’s Lawbringers) near Bend, Oregon. SCP-2306 was found in an office drawer with the following documents:
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IMPORTANT: DO NOT DISCARD
+Dear [Insert Customer Name Here]
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Thank you for your purchase of the NANKEEN™ Computer Repair System. No longer will you be forced to spend numerous hours in frustration attempting to fix problems with your personal computer, or costly computer repair fees. Just plug the NANKEEN™ Computer Repair System into your Mac or PC and watch as your computer comes to life to literally fix itself. Repairs may include but are not limited to:
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Removal of Registry Errors
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Virus Removal
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Malware Removal
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Disk Defragmentation
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File Recovery
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Once the program runs to completion, simply remove the NANKEEN™ Computer Repair System and resume your computing.
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Your computer will optimize itself before your eyes. I am confident that the NANKEEN™ Computer Repair System will be the last computer repair system you will ever need to buy.
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As always, it’s a pleasure doing business with you.
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Anderson
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Additionally the following messages were found on sticky notes that were found attached to the document at the time of recovery.
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Jason,
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I’m glad you managed to fix most of those memory problems you were having with Ian. Fingers crossed you’ll get the discharge problem under your thumb soon. Phineas's notes say there are some incantations we can try that will bind him to accept all commands and limit his functionality outside the desired medium, but that means we’re going to need a vessel much larger than a flash drive, which defeats the nimble design of the product. Just remember to keep this project quiet until I figure out how to get Vincent and Phineas on board.
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+If I am correct these things are going to sell like hotcakes. I’ve already taken the liberty of contacting a supplier Marshall recommended and stockpiling about twenty more of the raw material for when we hammer all the bugs out so we can get a jump on the demand.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2400 is contained on-site at Site-59, which has been constructed around the anomaly. Only personnel with 4/2400 Clearance are permitted to access SCP-2400's containment chamber.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2400 must remain open when SCP-2400-A is not in use. Use of SCP-2400-A (and by extension, Site-64T) requires approval from the Site-59 Director (currently Dr. Charles Anborough) and the attached Temporal Anomalies Adviser (currently Dr. Thaddeus Xyank). While SCP-2400-A is in use, the Site-64T supervisor must submit weekly reports to the Site-59 Director, which, due to SCP-2400-A's properties, should be received every sixty-three (63) minutes. Non-D-Class personnel assigned to Site-64T should be chosen from unmarried individuals, preferably with no living family. Individuals with suicidal psychopathology are also preferred. Due to the nature of SCP-2400-A's effects on its inhabitants, personnel assigned to Site-64T are to be declared legally dead, with appropriate Foundation benefits paid to their family.
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Personnel maintaining residency in SCP-2400-A past the expiration of their assignment is forbidden. Travelling further than 100 meters past the perimeter of Site-64T is also forbidden, barring SCP-2400-A reconnaissance missions. Any anomalous activity occurring in SCP-2400-A that is outstanding from the area's established properties must be reported to Site-59 immediately.
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At all times, four (4) demolition charges must be positioned adjacent to SCP-2400, two (2) on Site-59's side and two (2) on Site-64T's side. In the event of anomalous activity occurring within SCP-2400-A which endangers Site-59, these charges are to be detonated.
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Access to the Site-64T Generator Room (Room 128-E) is forbidden barring approval from the Site-59 Director (see Addendum [2400-001] for details).
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Description: SCP-2400 is a plain steel door inset on a fragment of concrete wall. The wall fragment is irregularly-shaped and roughly 3.71m x 2.25m, while the door is 0.65m x 0.91m. The origin of SCP-2400 is unclear.
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When SCP-2400 is open, it functions as a space-time aperture to an area now designated SCP-2400-A. A second instance of SCP-2400 is present in SCP-2400-A, and is the only object on an otherwise featureless horizontal plane. The size of SCP-2400-A is undetermined, and by all accounts, appears to be a limitless space. The surface of the horizontal plane is composed of an unidentified and indestructible white substance. This material is smooth and similar in texture to concrete. The atmosphere is consistent with the terrestrial location of SCP-2400. At all times, a star consistent with the Sun is visible in the sky, directly above SCP-2400.
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When the door of SCP-2400 is closed, the rate of time within SCP-2400-A, relative to the exterior world, undergoes severe temporal dilation. One (1) second of normal time corresponds approximately to one hundred-forty (140) seconds within SCP-2400-A. While SCP-2400 is closed, SCP-2400-A and the exterior world are virtually independent of and inaccessible to one another; neither matter nor energy is capable of crossing the threshold. While SCP-2400 is open, however, the rate of relative time inside SCP-2400-A is the same as Earth.
It was determined that the nature of SCP-2400-A's temporal anomaly was counter-productive to containment of other SCP objects in the area. However, it was also suggested that SCP-2400-A could be utilized for the expedited production of containment-critical materials, or the development of containment protocols (including technological research and testing) of other anomalies. This proposal was approved, and Site-64T was constructed inside SCP-2400-A.
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Site-64T consists of five (5) floors, the base of which covers an area of 1.51km2. The first floor contains the administrative offices, power plant, utilities, and storage. The second floor consists of personnel quarters and recreational areas. The third and fourth floors feature production facilities for resources including alloys, polymers, complex chemicals, non-perishable foods, and weapons. The fifth floor is reserved for research and development.
On 21/7/2008, Overwatch approved a project to research and neutralize SCP-2700, and Site-64T was selected for the operation to be carried out. As transportation of SCP-2700 to Site-64T proved impossible (due to the dimensions of SCP-2400), the research relied entirely on Nikola Tesla's notes regarding the device, and the Foundation's own in-house analysis. This resulted, unintentionally, in the creation of the Tesla-Anborough Ectoentropic Reactor (TAER), which now serves as the primary power source for Site-64T.
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The reactor's core, in essence, contains a self-sustaining paradox wherein the vacuum state is simultaneously energetically null and infinitely energetic. The former case, as you might guess, should trigger a vacuum metastability event (by default a YK-Class Scenario). The latter case, however, seems to actively neutralize this reaction. Unusually for a paradox, the interaction here is rather fortunate.
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Dr. Thaddeus Xyank
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The TAER can theoretically be reproduced, however, attempts to do so are suspended indefinitely. While the artifact is stable, it must remain at Site-64T until further notice, due to the ongoing risk of a YK-Class Vacuum Decay Scenario.
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Containment Update: The TAER is contained in Site-64T's Generator Room, which is constructed of reinforced lead-lined concrete and safeguarded by a reinforced steel door. This room can only be accessed by a Clearance 4/2400 technician upon order from the Site-59 Director. The status of the TAER should be examined weekly by the technician, or every sixty-three (63) minutes if SCP-2400-A is in use (coinciding with the weekly reports). The artifact is also safeguarded by an automated system linked directly to the Site-64T-side demolition charges attached to SCP-2400. In the event of any detected malfunction of the TAER, the charges will be automatically detonated.
Special Containment Procedures: The known population of SCP-2831 is to be kept in a one square kilometer area surrounded by barbed wire topped chain link fence. Civilians are to be told the area is a protected habitat of the European pine marten (Martes martes). Civilians attempting to enter are to be apprehended, expelled and threatened with legal action if they return.
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In the event that one or more specimens of SCP-2831 breaches containment, personnel are to be deployed to the area immediately, and authorities in Cahir are to be notified. Personnel are not to make skin contact with any instances of SCP-2831 - all interaction with SCP-2831 specimens is to be carried out in full hazmat suits.
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Description: SCP-2831 is the collective designation for a race of small humanoids. They are completely built out of common ivy leaves, aside from the tips of the fingers, which appear to be sharpened sticks. They are approximately 50 centimetres tall, and have no visible facial features aside from a pair of shallow holes on the front of the head, presumed to be the eyes. Colonies of SCP-2831 have, as of yet, only been found in Ireland, primarily in and around the small village of ███████, near the town of Cahir. The current known population is confined to an area █.█km outside ███████ (SEE CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES). Despite this, it is suspected that there may be unknown colonies of SCP-2831 in other locations.
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When in a forested environment, specimens of SCP-2831 are usually peaceful, and generally avoid humans. However, approximately every 3 days, SCP-2831 groups will travel out of the forest to terraform new habitat. When in a non-forested environment, such as a town or city, specimens of SCP-2831 become highly dangerous. Colonies of displaced specimens of SCP-2831 will seek out groups of humans (other species have been proposed to SCP-2831 colonies, all have been roundly rejected) and seek to transform them into a new home for the group. When a specimen of SCP-2831 makes skin contact with a human, a transmutation process occurs. Bone grows out of the feet and roots the human to the floor. Next, the legs fuse together, and the arms fuse to the side of the body. The bone, muscle and blood of the subject begin to turn into the heartwood, sapwood, and other inner-tree bark. The skin then transmutes into cambium and outer-tree bark. This process is noted to work its way methodically up from the feet of the affected human. The hair on the scalp of the affected human then thickens and stretches out into branches, which then sprout leaves. The human stretches to around 4 metres in height during this process. When the procedure is over, the human is left looking indistinguishable from a normal tree. The species of tree which the affected subject becomes varies, but it appears to be typically either birch or oak. Analysis of the bark of the newly created trees have revealed that only trace amounts of human biological substances are present.
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Another anomalous property noted by personnel is that animals seem to be attracted to the forests created by SCP-2831 colonies. Researchers observing newly created SCP-2831 homes have noted groups of beetles, bees, wasps, mice, deer, and squirrels heading towards the new trees. Personnel have also noted that plants often found in forests, such as ferns, moss and ivy, will seemingly grow out of hard ground or the trees themselves, with no seeds involved. As with the trees, analysis has revealed trace human biological substances in their genetic makeup.
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Observations of SCP-2831 communities has revealed that there appears to be a hierarchy. The largest instance always seems to be the governor of each respective community, taking control of the smaller specimens. SCP-2831 specimens appear to communicate with each other through simplistic vocal clicking noises. As SCP-2831 specimens have no visible mouth or nose, it is unknown how these vocalisations are produced. Inscriptions, carved into the ground and trees, have also been found to be created by SCP-2831, which appear to be the medieval language alphabet of Ogham. Specimens of SCP-2831 have not displayed any need for sustenance, and appear to be able to live indefinitely. It is unknown exactly how intelligent SCP-2831 instances are, but as they are able to identify and seek out humans, it is suspected that they have near or equal intelligence to humans.
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Addendum 01: Research by the Foundation has found that stories and legends of creatures highly resembling SCP-2831 are heavily ingrained in the folklore of ███████. It is unknown if there are people who are truly aware of the existence of SCP-2831 as more than a folk tale.
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Personnel discovered a small mosaic on the side of a building, which appeared to display a creature very similar to an instance of SCP-2831. The mosaic displays a creature seemingly chasing a man through a simplistic forest.
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Interviews with villagers have determined that they are unaware of where the stories originate from. Foundation research has uncovered that the first mention of a creature resembling SCP-2831 is from the 12th century. Research is continuing.
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As the existence of SCP-2831 appears to be nothing more than a myth in ███████, the Foundation has decided to keep the stories, poems and artwork in circulation.
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Addendum 02: Personnel have translated some of the inscriptions made in the SCP-2831 containment zone. They are all written in Ogham.
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welcome, brethren. meet we will here
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the rock ones, we welcome you
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the sky ones, we welcome you
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we have built this land for peace for us
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there is no threat here
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To find out if these inscriptions were in any way able to be prompted, personnel captured an SCP-2831 specimen and attempted to prompt them with questions written in Ogham. The results can be found below
Subject: SCP-2831 captured specimen
+Procedure: SCP-2831 captured specimen was prompted with a question written in Ogham on a plank of wood, which read "Why are you changing people?"
+Results: SCP-2831 captured specimen seemed to stare at the question for a long time, before scratching in a response underneath. This response read: we are building the world for the arrival of the fellow ones. we awoke first. they will come to find a world at peace.
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Test B - ██/█/20██
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Subject: SCP-2831 captured specimen.
+Procedure: SCP-2831 captured specimen was prompted with a question which read "Who are the fellow ones?"
+Results: SCP-2831 captured specimen only stared at the question for a few seconds, before scratching a response underneath. The response read: they are our brethren. the rock ones, the sky ones, and the mist ones. they will join us and bring peace.
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Test C - ██/█/20██
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Subject: SCP-2831 captured specimen
+Procedure: SCP-2831 captured specimen prompted with question which read "When are the fellow ones coming?"
+Results: SCP-2831 scratched the response almost immediately. The response read: when the world is ready, and trees are all. we have been building for hundreds of years. when all is trees, peace will be, and they will come.
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After Test C, SCP-2831 refused to answer any more questions, and was released back into containment site.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2963 is to be kept in two connected standard humanoid containment cells. Humidity of these cells is to be kept at 58%. SCP-2963-5 is to be fed once per day with liquid nutrient solution.
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Description: SCP-2963 refers to 7 distinct entities that formerly comprised D-3553-3, a D-Class individual previously used by researchers assigned to SCP-████,1 under supervision of Dr. McCauley. D-3553-3 was converted into its current state during a failed containment attempt of SCP-████, which also resulted in the deaths of two additional D-class and four containment personnel.
+Each entity grows and functions as a non-anomalous organ system would. SCP-2963-1, -2, -3, and -6 are able to speak in some capacity, despite lacking the necessary anatomy to do so. For records of such communications see sample interview logs.
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SCP-2963-1
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Nervous System
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Most communicative instance, possesses personality very similar to D-3553-3’s original personality. Able to locomote by pulling itself along horizontal surfaces, despite lacking necessary cell structure to do so. All nerve structures are intact and functional.
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SCP-2963-2
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Skeletal System
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Communicates very rarely, but appears to possess intellect on par with SCP-2963-1 and -3. Bones are held together in form of human skeleton by unknown force.
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SCP-2963-3
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Muscular System
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Possesses intellect on par with SCP-2963-1 and -2, communicates often. SCP-2963-3 is most prone to hostility and violence if provoked, and should be treated with caution. SCP-2963-3 typically maintains humanoid form, but is capable of moving as an amorphous mass.
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SCP-2963-4
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Cardiovascular and Respiratory Systems
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Moves in a similar fashion to SCP-2963-1, though it is able to scale sheer vertical surfaces. If SCP-2963-4 is deprived of oxygen, all 7 SCP-2963 entities will begin to suffocate.
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SCP-2963-5
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Digestive, Renal, and Excretory System
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SCP-2963-5 does not move, and is not believed to be self-aware. Entity must be fed a liquid nutrient solution in order to maintain entirety of SCP-2963. All waste produced by SCP-2963 is excreted by SCP-2963-5.
SCP-2963-6 is capable of communication, though does so rarely. Entity floats approximately one meter above ground by unknown means, and is capable of maneuvering through very small gaps. SCP-2963’s containment chamber has been made airtight as a precaution.
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SCP-2963-7
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Reproductive, Endocrine, and Immune Systems
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Entity moves similarly to terrestrial gastropods, with organs forming a foot to pull the instance forward.
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Below are sample interview transcripts with SCP-2963-1, -2, -3, and -6.
Foreword: At time of interview, SCP-2963 had been in containment for 2 months. Interview conducted by Dr. McGann, Senior Researcher assigned to SCP-2963, formerly assigned to SCP-████ and thus familiar with SCP-2963
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. McGann: Hello again, how are you this morning?
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SCP-2963-1: Well, I still look like overcooked spaghetti and share a room with my own intestines, so you know, the usual.
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Dr. McGann: Right. We have a few more questions for you today, if you don’t mind.
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SCP-2963-1: Fire away.
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Dr. McGann: How much can you remember of your life prior to your current state?
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SCP-2963-1: You mean back when I was in one piece? All of it. Childhood, growing up, drug charges, other charges, death row, coming here, getting used like a lab-rat, and…
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Dr. McGann: And what?
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SCP-2963-1: And the kid. The bender kid.
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Dr. McGann: You mean ████?
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SCP-2963-1: Yeah. Mark. That was his name.
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Dr. McGann: Right. How much do you remember of your time assigned to the ████ team?
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SCP-2963-1: A lot. They used us to deal with the kid. I guess they were afraid of him. But the other Ds didn’t talk much, but I got to know him pretty well. I liked him, good kid.
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Dr. McGann: Until he tore your organs apart.
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SCP-2963-1: He was scared. What’s a kid supposed to do when armed goons come after him?
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Dr. McGann: They typically cry. He leveled a building.
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SCP-2963-1: An empty building! He wouldn’t have done it if there were people there!
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Dr. McGann: He killed six, and did this to you.
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SCP-2963-1: Because they were holding a gun to his head! He was scared! He…he was just a kid. He didn’t know what he was doing
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Dr. McGann: Right. I think we can end here for now. Thank you for your cooperation.
Foreword: Interview conducted by Dr. McGann. SCP-2963 had been in containment for four months. Interview conducted through Plexiglas plate due to SCP-2963-3’s history of violence.
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. McGann: Good afternoon, three.
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SCP-2963-3: Aaron. Don’t use the number, I’m not a D anymore.
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Dr. McGann: No, just a scp. 2963-3.
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SCP-2963-3: Use my damn name. You motherfuckers are the reason I got this way.
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Dr. McGann: No, that would be SC-
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SCP-2963-3: It’s not the kid’s fault. You can’t be mad at a bomb for going off. Especially if you planted it.
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Dr. McGann: Quaint. We have a few more questions for you, if you’ll cooperate.
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SCP-2963-3: Fire away.
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Dr. McGann: Well as you know, we’ve determined that D-3553-3’s original personality was…fragmented by the incident that resulted in your creation.
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SCP-2963-3: That’s what you keep saying, yeah. I don’t buy it. I’m still me.
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Dr. McGann: Partially. As far as we can tell it’s -1 who got D-3553-3’s original personality. You’re close, but you display markedly higher aggression, host-
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SCP-2963-3: Maybe I’m aggressive because I’m a fucking meat-puppet! Because you sons of bitches made me this way! Because that judge had it in for me! Because the last 6 fucking years have been nothing but tests and labor and the inside of a cell! Because you killed the fucking kid, because you-
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Dr. McGann: Enough, -3.
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SCP-2963-3 throws itself at the glass, attempting to break through. During this, SCP-2963-3 screams unintelligibly.
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Dr. McGann: Right, I think that’ll be it for today then. Thank you for your cooperation.
Foreword: Interview conducted by Dr. McGann, SCP-2963 had been in containment for five months. SCP-2963-2 requested an interview - request was granted as this was only the second attempt at communication -2 had made thus far.
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. McGann: Good evening, can I ask why you’ve asked for this interview?
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SCP-2963-2: I have information.
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Dr. McGann: Okay, did you not have this information when we tried to interview you previously?
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SCP-2963-2: Yes.
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Dr. McGann: Why didn’t you tell us before?
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SCP-2963-2: I did not think it relevant.
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Dr. McGann: Ok, what do you have to tell us?
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SCP-2963-2: I do not know who we are.
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Dr. McGann: We? You mean the rest of you?
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SCP-2963-2: Yes. The Brain knows. The Muscle knows. I do not. The Skin does not. The others do not know enough to know anything.
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Dr. McGann: Do you mean you possesses a separate memory from -1 and -3?
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SCP-2963-2: I do not remember living as the person we are.
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Dr. McGann: So your memories start after separation?
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SCP-2963-2: No.
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Dr. McGann: What? What do you remember?
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SCP-2963-2: I remember a life. A different life. The details are faded. I think it was a place far away.
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Dr. McGann: And you believe you and -6 came from this other person?
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SCP-2963-2: No. I did. The Skin is something else. From somewhere else. A shaper of flesh. A god-eater.
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Dr. McGann: I see. Do you have any idea why you were chosen for this? How you were pulled into D-3553-3's skeleton?
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SCP-2963-2: I believe we were tangent to this world. When the child was killed, it released an enormous amount of energy that tore through such barriers, and brought us here.
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Dr. McGann: Ah. Well this is a lot of information to process. Thank you for coming to us with this.
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SCP-2963-2: You’re welcome.
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<End Log>
+Note: Research into the possible origins of SCP-2963-2’s and -6’s consciousnesses is ongoing.
Foreword: Interview conducted by Dr. McGann, the day after Interview SCP-2963-2-2.
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. McGann: Hello, -6.
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SCP-2963-6: Please, call me Aaron.
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Dr. McGann: Ah yes, your name, right?
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SCP-2963-6: Yes.
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Dr. McGann: Right. Tell me, Aaron, how much do you remember of your life before this?
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SCP-2963-6: I have told your people, I do not remember much.
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Dr. McGann: Right, just double checking. What about Mark?
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SCP-2963-6: Who?
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Dr. McGann: Mark. The kid?
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SCP-2963-6: I’m sorry, I don’t recall having any children.
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Dr. McGann: SCP-████
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SCP-2963-6: Ah yes. The reality bender.
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Dr. McGann: Yes. Do you have any idea why I requested this interview?
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SCP-2963-6: No. Is there something wrong?
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Dr. McGann: Well it’s just that yesterday we spoke to -2 and he-
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SCP-2963-6: What did it say?
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Dr. McGann: He told us that you… aren’t D-3553-3.
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SCP-2963-6 remains silent
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Dr. McGann: Well? Who are you?
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SCP-2963-6: I am Aaron Doher-
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Dr. McGann: No. Who are you, really?
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SCP-2963-6 remains silent for approximately 30 seconds
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SCP-2963-6: This is my ordeal. It is as the Ozirmok said, “I have stepped beyond the Floe of Dreams”. I have entered this realm on my crawl towards apotheosis. I have been thrust unto this lowly form so that I may…no, must claw my way towards godhood.
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Dr. McGann: I don’t…what are you talking about?
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SCP-2963-6: I am Zend Haôrath! Flayer of lovers! Render of suffering skin! And I have been brought here so that [REDACTED]
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Note: It is currently believed that during the incident that created SCP-2963, SCP-████ pulled disparate consciousnesses from sources other than D-3553-3, and somehow pushed them into SCP-2963-2 and -6. Information regarding SCP-2963-6 has been forwarded to the Para-Religion Division. Neither SCP-2963-2 or SCP-2963-6 have been cooperative for further interviews.
Special Containment Procedures:CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES INACTIVE AS OF 07/25/2018
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Outside of regular testing, SCP-3362 is to be contained in a standard item locker. Biological and memetic countermeasures are to be put into place to restrict access to Level 3 supervisors or approved handlers.
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Once a week, a member of D-class personnel is to be selected to view SCP-3362. The selection process is to include a background check to ensure that the subject has no ties to any Groups of Interest, organized crime rings, or any other group where they could hold a position of authority. Viewing of SCP-3362 is to be presented to subjects under the guise of testing; in order to facilitate this facade, subjects are to be shown a non-anomalous copy of It’s a Wonderful Life and instructed to note any differences between it and SCP-3362.
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Observation of this testing is to take place in monitoring rooms placed appropriately so that observing personnel cannot make visual contact of any kind with the screen displaying SCP-3362. As a precaution, only research assistants fulfilling the following conditions are allowed to supervise testing:
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Has a clearance level of Level 1 or less.
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Has a salary of less than 65,000 yearly.
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Is subordinate to Researcher Evereds, who is understood to be directly subordinate to SCP-3362-1.
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A redundant chain of command is to be maintained to reduce the impact of Eta Incidents. The HMCL Supervisor of SCP-3362, currently Dr. Jack Simpson, is considered the superior of SCP-3362-1. A redundant “HMCL Director” is considered the superior of Dr. Simpson, a “Materials Director” is considered the superior of the HMCL Director, and Project Head/3362 is considered the superior of the Materials Director. After an Eta Incident, the HMCL Director will be demoted to HMCL Supervisor, the Materials Director will be demoted to HMCL Director, and a new member of Foundation personnel is to be selected to take the position of the Materials Director.
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The current instance of SCP-3362-1 is Dr. Laurel Shepherd, who will look at the audience and give the standard “OK” signal at all times. Any major deviations in behavior are to be reported to the HMCL supervisor.
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Description: SCP-3362 is a VHS tape of the 1946 movie It’s a Wonderful Life. It is physically indistinguishable from a non-anomalous copy of the tape.
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The primary anomalous properties of SCP-3362 manifest when viewed. SCP-3362-1 is an individual that appears in viewings of SCP-3362. SCP-3362-1 is able to interact with the scene, though no deviations in dialogue or plot has been reported. It is confirmed that SCP-3362-1 is conscious and fully aware of its current situation.
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The secondary anomalous effects of SCP-3362 activate when viewed by a human subject. If the subject is of a higher economic, social, or political standing than SCP-3362-1, they will spontaneously disappear five to ten hours after first viewing SCP-3362. In subsequent viewings of SCP-3362, the subject that disappeared will replace SCP-3362-1. Two to four hours after this disappearance, the previous instance of SCP-3362-1 will reappear in the vicinity of the former location of the new instance of SCP-3362-1.
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The tertiary anomalous effects of SCP-3362 activate when it is not viewed by any human subject for a period of one month. At this point, an Eta Incident will occur. SCP-3362 will lose its anomalous properties, and the superior of SCP-3362-1 at the time of the Eta Incident will disappear. Of the visual media currently owned by the supervisor, one will become the new instance of SCP-3362, with the supervisor as an instance of SCP-3362-1. It is of note that the previous instance of SCP-3362-1 will not reappear after an Eta Incident.
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It is believed that, following Eta Incidents, SCP-3362 tends to relocate itself to Christmas movies produced before 1980.
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Addendum: History and Discovery
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SCP-3362 was originally recovered after the disappearance of Mr. Sherrams, an office worker for the Adacron corporation. After his disappearance, Officer Williams took the original instance of SCP-3362, believed to be a VHS tape of The Star Wars Holiday Special, and eventually viewed it himself, becoming the next instance of SCP-3362-1. It was speculated that these disappearances were related, and the Las Vegas Police Department began to investigate this phenomena.
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Roughly one month after the start of the investigation, Detective Sheryl was reported to have disappeared while investigating a potential lead. This was interpreted as a deliberate action of the party that was responsible for the disappearances, and Sheryl’s assets were seized as evidence.
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The Foundation was alerted to the presence of SCP-3362 when the chief of police of the Las Vegas Police Department viewed SCP-33621 during the course of the investigation and became subject to its secondary anomalous effects, resulting in his spontaneous disappearance. MTF Gamma-7 (“Red Herrings”) administered amnestics to all appropriate civilians and officers and confiscated security footage of the event.
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Further testing elucidated the anomalous properties of SCP-3362. However, due to improper handling during testing, Dr. Redmond became the SCP-3362-1 subject.
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Addendum: Incident 3362-8
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A catastrophic containment breach on 09/05/2008 caused Site-45 to become inaccessible for several weeks. During this period of time, SCP-3362 underwent an Eta Incident, leading to the disappearance of Dr. Carrion, a Level 2 supervisor monitoring testing for several SCP objects, and the relocation of SCP-3362 to a VHS tape of Frosty the Snowman. SCP-3362 has since been relocated to Safe-class Site-49, due to the low possibility of a containment breach.
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Addendum: Incident 3362-9
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After a scheduled viewing session of SCP-3362, D-4578 spontaneously disappeared. Testing with D-5572 confirms that D-4578 had become the next instance of SCP-3362-1.
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A later background check of D-4578 revealed that he had connections to the American Mafia, and during his time with the group, he had amassed a considerable amount of influence and offshore wealth.
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Due to the American Mafia’s lack of cooperation in the containment of SCP-3362, an Eta Incident was allowed to occur for the purposes of experimentation. However, the next instance of SCP-3362-1 was Global Occult Coalition Director Claras, who was later determined to have connections to the American Mafia.
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The Global Occult Coalition then discovered SCP-3362, and attempted to destroy it. However, this triggered an immediate Eta Incident that caused the disappearance of Dr. Grayson, a director of the GOC’s PHYSICS department. The Foundation then purchased SCP-3362, now a VHS tape of It’s a Wonderful Life, from the GOC for a sum of 500,000 USD.
On 04/10/2018, O5-10 retired from their position due to stress. However, they volunteered to become an instance of SCP-3362-1, in order to test what would occur during an Eta Incident to a person without a supervisor.
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On 05/10/2018, an Eta Incident occurred, though no instance of SCP-3362 could be found. At first, it was thought that SCP-3362 was neutralized. However, it is believed that this event had implications that are not within the grasp of the current Foundation. Further research is not possible due to the ongoing BE-Class “Migration” Scenario.
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Recovered data files show that O5-10 was a devout Catholic.
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Photograph of clean-up team responding to WGU Nova event.
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Item #: SCP-3473
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Object Class:Euclid Keter
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Special Containment Procedures:SCP-3473 is to be contained, when possible, in a cell with dimensions of 10 X 10 X 10 meters. Each of the cell walls of the containment chamber are to be made of at least 5 meters of lead located between an internal 1 meter layer of titanium/tungsten alloy, coated with silica aerogel that is to be replaced bi-weekly, and 3 meters of steel-plate reinforced concrete externally. As of the events of 3473-NE-7-WGU, containment of the entity within facilities is no longer considered a valid option.
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SCP-3473 currently resides within, and is restricted to, a 10 kilometer radius around the entrance to Site-190, which is located in the area known as "█████ ██████" in the █████████████ Desert. This is considered its containment area for all intents and purposes. This Site’s main buildings are subterranean, located 2 kilometers beneath the surface and designed to withstand high intensity radiation and temperatures, as well as substantial seismic activity. On-site personnel are not permitted to leave the site if SCP-3473 is within 3 kilometers of the entrance. A secondary bunker is located 13 kilometers from the main facility, outside of the Site’s perimeter. Permission for the construction of additional “satellite facilities” around the perimeter border is pending.
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Should SCP-3473 come within 2 kilometers of Site-190, or go beyond the 10 kilometer perimeter, a detachment from Mobile Task Force Omega-47 (“Sunscreeners”) are to be dispatched from either the main site, or the offsite secondary bunker, whichever is closest to the entity, and meet with it at a safe distance to guide it back within those boundaries.
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If the entity is within the 2 kilometer radius of the entrance, it may have adopted this position intentionally to attempt to prompt communication with on-site staff. If this is confirmed to be the case, it should usually be allowed to do so as long as it does not enter the Site proper, and must be monitored by the MTF until it returns to its safe boundaries. Beyond this, because SCP-3473 does not sleep, 24 hour surveillance is required and operated via the use of multiple long-range observation drones, as well as satellite tracking.
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All on-site personnel, including members of MTF Omega-47, must don appropriate Hazard Gear in preparation for possible interaction with SCP-3473. No attempts are to be made to retrieve unprotected subjects who are exposed to SCP-3473 and succumb to its effects during feeding or otherwise. All permanent on-site staff within the perimeter must be fluent in sign language and semaphore to communicate with SCP-3473 at both close and long distances. Interaction with SCP-3473 should be performed at a distance of no less than 10 meters if at all possible.
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Recording of a small Nova Event by researchers. The nature of the streaks above the explosion are unknown, although they are present in most cases.
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Description: SCP-3473 is an animate entity reaching almost three meters in height. It possesses basic humanoid characteristics insofar that it has a head, two arms and two legs connected to a central body, but analogies with humans become less useful beyond this. The entity is androgynous and lanky in terms of physique, although it usually takes a hunched stance despite this. Each limb is long and thin, and is tipped with three digits resembling avian talons. It has a thick neck and large toothless maw that remains continuously open, and despite possessing no olfactory or auditory organs, the entity does possess eyes, which are yellow in coloration and lack any pupils.
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The entity possesses four long tendrils on its head, and two more on its shoulders, which resemble the antenna of insects. In addition, it also possesses a set of fin-like structures on its back, arms and legs. These are assumed to be sensory organs, although their exact means of function are not currently known.
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SCP-3473's skin is usually luminescent orange in color, but shifts to either a dull reddish hue during the night or a bright yellow during midday, in respect to time-zones in its current location. These color shifts can also be brought about when the ambient temperature changes, as well as when the entity is feeding or agitated. The exception to this is a series of symmetrical, black, exoskeletal plates that cover large portions of its body.
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The surface temperature of the entity's body is approximately 1100°C on average, with the black patches at its extremities being the coolest at slightly under 600°C. Its mouth is the hottest area on its surface, reaching 3000°C on average. However, this is not the maximum temperature the entity can reach, as it achieves many times these temperatures when feeding or when agitated. The entity emits intense radiation in addition to heat, which can only be partially screened by use of Grade 1 "Heat and Radiation" Hazard Suits. The exact composition of the radiation the entity emits appears to change based on multiple factors.1
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SCP-3473 is also capable of a form of levitation, and is able to suspend itself roughly a meter in the air. Additionally, SCP-3473 is also seemingly able to sense the presence of objects and places which emit abundant electromagnetic or ionizing radiation. How it is able to perform these feats is currently unknown. As of writing this, its internal temperature can only be guessed at, as no currently available technology is durable enough to withstand the measurement processes. Genetic or medical information (if such things are even applicable) about SCP-3473 beyond physical description are also unobtainable due to its volatile form.
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SCP-3473 is sapient, and while it is incapable of audio-based perception and cannot communicate verbally, it has excellent eyesight and is fluent in the use of sign language and semaphore (which it was taught as its methods of communication with Foundation personnel). While it does not possess any apparent sexual organs, it seems to identify as male and uses masculine vocabulary when referring to itself. Foundation personnel are permitted to use such terms during informal communication with the entity.
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General intelligence tests have determined that SCP-3473 has the same mental capability as an average adult human, although its behavior and personality are more akin to that of an inquisitive child. It has offered little insight as to its origin or species, as when questioned about these topics, it will either ignore the question or, on rare occasions, point towards the Sun's location in respect to its current position, doing so with absolute precision even if the Sun is not visible. The entity has not elaborated further, either expressing confusion or irritation if pressured.
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SCP-3473 consumes matter regularly, and in a highly destructive manner. The mechanism by which this occurs is observed to be as follows: The entity raises parts of its surface temperature to extremely high levels and either comes into contact with, or [REDACTED] intends to absorb. This causes the target matter to either vaporize or energize into a form of ionized plasma, which is subsequently drawn into the maw of the entity. The absorbed matter appears to be collected and utilized internally via controlled atomic reactions, which are assumed to be a form of nuclear fusion, with any waste being excreted from its body as an increase in emitted radiation for a period of time after consumption. Current scientific principles cannot explain these processes which, on the scale they occur, appear to break understood laws of physics and conservation of energy.
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SCP-3473 will not actively seek to consume humans or other life forms, but can also utilize these abilities to defend itself if attacked, and appears to show little remorse when consuming plasma formed from cadavers or hostile living creatures. However, the entity will firmly object to "consuming" living targets it is aware of that are not actively hostile to it.
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Due to SCP-3473’s abilities, complete containment is currently impossible, as the entity will invariably consume the materials used in its physical containment. It is only possible to contain SCP-3473 because it willingly chooses to remain in Foundation care. All attempts to trap or restrain the entity, to date, have proven futile and further attempts are not currently permitted. SCP-3473 understands that it is currently held in containment for its own safety and the safety of others. It is also generally agreeable and is aware that mere exposure to its body is harmful to life.
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Despite this, it has expressed repeated desires for more space to wander, and to interact with staff so that it may learn further about the world, or simply enjoy socialization. While direct interaction is permitted and encouraged, on site personnel must be firm in enforcing that it stays within its perimeter. Thus far, this has stopped it from fully breaching containment. However, should the entity, at some point in the future, leave its containment perimeter and refuse to return, [DATA EXPUNGED]
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Staff communicating with SCP-3473 must be polite and non-threatening to it, as perceived threats can trigger an agitated state in the entity. If SCP-3473 experiences significant emotional stress for prolonged periods, the levels of heat and radiation it emits will begin to rise exponentially. Should SCP-3473 become sufficiently agitated for a sufficient length of time, it may trigger a "Nova Event". It was originally believed to be a form of defense mechanism, but the entity claims this is not the case, stating that it does not understand them itself and finds them distressing. Current hypothesis is based on the idea that it is more akin to a panic attack or seizure.
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When a Nova Event occurs, SCP-3473's body temperature reaches extreme levels many times above the norm, unleashing massive amounts of heat, ionizing radiation and gravitational distortions into the surrounding area. The level of destruction varies, with the most intense Nova Event to date having an output roughly equivalent to that of a 20 kiloton nuclear bomb, although it is theorized that [REDACTED] even greater levels. Part of the basis for this theory is the fact that Nova Events occasionally have the same effect as solar flares on the reformation of SCP-1246.
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Should SCP-3473 show signs of distress, agitation, anger or uncharacteristic hostility, Foundation staff are advised to attempt to calm the entity for a period of no more than 30 seconds if already in contact. If not already in contact, or should this agitated state persist in spite of attempts to calm it, Site-190 is to be put into a lock-down state as per “Ignition Protocol” in response to a potential Nova Event. The bulkheads within Site-190 are to be sealed for the duration of such an event, and all other staff within the surface perimeter must evacuate to the offsite bunker, if possible.
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Nova Events also vary in duration. While the shortest on record lasted only 7 seconds, and most only last a couple of minutes, the longest recorded unbroken Nova Event lasted for 2 days and 11 hours. This resulted in the complete destruction of Site-91, the facility where SCP-3473 was kept at the time. Over 90% of on-site staff, multiple anomalous objects contained on the site and much of the surrounding landscape were destroyed in the process. This particular Nova Event is now referred to as 3473-NE-7-WGU, and lead to a redefining of the entity's containment procedures, as well as its reclassification to Keter. It should be noted that the on-site warheads were triggered as a result of the WGU event (due to damage caused by the event itself rather than manual activation), but had no discernible effect on SCP-3473 aside from presumably causing an increase in duration and intensity of the event.
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After a confirmed event has ended, clean-up crews will then be sent in from off-site to both locate the SCP as well as assess and (if possible) repair damage it has caused. Until an "All Clear" is given, no on-site personnel are to leave Site-190 after a Nova Event. Nova Events will leave the entity in an exhausted and traumatized state afterwards, and it is top priority that the SCP be calmed by staff as soon as it is safe to do so, to minimize chances of a relapse. To date, there have been ██ recorded Nova Events, including WGU.
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Acquisition: SCP-3473 was recovered thanks to a sweep of the ██████ Desert area. Reports of a relatively large meteor landing in the area had sparked the attention of locals as well as government agents. The Foundation was the first to reach and contain the area.
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SCP-3473 was discovered in a scorched crater in the ███████ part of the desert. Foundation members initiated standard intelligent life protocols and made contact with SCP-3473. It followed Foundation forces to the nearest secure Site, but had to travel on foot because the response team were not equipped to transport high-heat/radiation loads.
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Of note, when it was first encountered, its entire body was reported to have a charred, rocky appearance, and gave off a smell similar to burning coals. Over time it “shed” this outer crust of its body, and developed into its current form, which it has remained in ever since.
Notes: Conversation was recorded during a recent communication session with SCP-3473 on ██/██/20██. It is the first, and only time to date, that SCP-3473 has elaborated further on its origins. The conversation was held in sign language, and thus has been translated.
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Researcher Mako: Hello 3473, how are you doing today?
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3473: Good. I am happy. Saw a group of flying creatures in the sky this morning. I think they were birds.
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Researcher Mako: Birds? That's a rare sight to see all the way out here.
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3473: Yes. First time seeing them. (3473 pauses and looks to the sky, a gout of steam hissing from its maw.) So fast and free. Reminds me of…before.
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Researcher Mako: (Pauses.) Before? Could you elaborate? You've never talked about the time before you came here.
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3473: (Looks down to Researcher Mako and thins its eyes as more steam hisses from its mouth, this time aggressively. 3473 seems to be irritated, as it pulses with a bright glow and ambient temperature in the area starts rising.) Memories hurt. Remind me of my loneliness. I have tried to show you, but you don't understand. Aren't you human "doctors" meant to be smart?
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Researcher Mako: (Seems to be getting worried at the uncharacteristic hostility, but tries to maintain composure.) Ah, clearly not smart enough. But it's okay, we can change the-
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3473: No. You just keep asking until I explain. Always asking…(Entity closes its eyes and emits a groaning sound similar to a sigh.) A moment. (The glowing pulses and rising heat subside and 3473 looks up to the sky, gazing to the sun, before looking back.) Father says I should tell you.
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Researcher Mako: Father?
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3473: Yes. So…here is story. I will not repeat again, so listen. (The entity shifts where it stands, looking uncomfortable before continuing.) Birth was long ago, far from here. Mother died at birth. I drifted alone for so very long. Was cold and scared, but was also free like the birds in the sky. Solar winds carried me, until eventually I was brought before Sauel, my father. He says that mother's dying act was to send me to him. He spoke of her so fondly…"A love so bright, from so far away." And I drifted at his side, but for a time too short. (3473 pauses and seems increasingly distressed.)
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Researcher Mako: May I ask what happened?
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3473: I cannot remember what it was…but I was pulled away and my path came undone. I started to drift away from father. I was so scared. I called out to him, to her2, to anyone…but none could help me. I drifted to this "Earth", and now I'm trapped here. Father's voice is so quiet and distant…I feel alone again…and now no longer free.
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Researcher Mako: We're only doing this because you're very dangerous to us, and also to keep you safe from other people who might try and hurt you.
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3473: I know. Father said I should stay with you. So I will stay for now. (3473 looks back up to the sky, and then back to Researcher Mako.) No more questions about past times.
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Researcher Mako: Alright. Thank you for sharing this information. I'll ask my colleagues if we can allow you a bit more wandering space for your troubles.
Message issued in private to Senior Staff and MTF Omega-47 from Dr Kraus
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“Alright, now you've all read the above file at face value, let me be honest. Most of you with half a brain in the physics department have probably figured this out already, but I'll spell it out for the rest of you.
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Those bio-hazard suits? They’re pretty much there for morale of on-site staff and not much practical use beyond that. The amount of ionizing energy 3473 emits, even in its more "agreeable" states and at the so-called “safe distance”, is very much unsafe, hazard suits or not. Most people with regular contact with 3473 only last a year or two at most, and those are the tough and lucky ones. Problem is that the damn thing is a social creature and all but requires and demands interaction with others. If we don't have a nice chat every so often, it could melt through the walls, walk down here and ask why we are ignoring it. I've thought about using D-Class as middle men, but honestly the risks involved aren't worth it. What if they aggravate it intentionally or act smart and try and turn it on us? Most of them assume they're going to die anyway, and might see this as a means to take some of us down with them.
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Controlled and friendly social interaction has been shown to have a positive effect on reducing the likelihood of Nova Events, as well as reducing the chances of it wandering beyond containment out of boredom or curiosity. And of course, no one wants a repeat of WGU. As such, I’d take increased rates of cancer, burns and radiation poisoning in the staff stationed here over the possibility of this thing wandering off into the desert and heading towards a populated area.
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On that subject, there's another truth I also want to share with you. Currently we have no backup plan in place in the event that 3473 decides to just walk off and refuse to come back. This is not an oversight, it's because none of us have any clue how to restrain this thing beyond a firm telling off. Its child like mentality plays into our hands here, but it's getting smarter all the time, and eventually it might figure out that we can't actually control it, which would be catastrophic.
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And before any of you give me smart suggestions about trying to "freeze" or "extinguish" this thing, let me remind you that it's not a camp-fire; it's a small living star for all intents and purposes. If we submerged it in liquid nitrogen (and we tried this anyway, by the way), it would only give it more fuel to burn and grow hotter, not colder. Changing the ambient temperature or placing it in a vacuum won't stop the nuclear fusion happening within it either. With all this in mind, for the time being, I hope you all understand that this is the best possible way. It's not pretty, easy or comfortable, we didn't sign up for that, did we?”
Special Containment Procedures: Personnel are to monitor the Cooke County Landfill and bar civilian access, providing the cover story of dilapidation due to catastrophic equipment failure. Daily rations of food and water are to be deposited at disposal chutes 42A-46C. As SCP-3486 have made no attempts to exit Cooke County Landfill, it has been reassigned the purpose of a Foundation facility. Should any instance of SCP-3486 attempt to breach containment, it is to be re-contained within a standard human containment cell at Site 25.
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Information regarding the research and/or whereabouts of POI #33508 are to be reported to the current lead researcher on SCP-3486; at the time of writing, this position has been assigned to Dr. Khan.
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An observed instance of SCP-3486. Stitching on abdomen and left bicep is determined to have been another instance's attempt to medically aid or cosmetically reassemble the pictured instance.
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Description: SCP-3486 is the collective designation for 43 humanoids ranging in development from fetal period1 to adolescence. All instances of SCP-3486 suffer from severe malformation or genetic mutations, including but not limited to: Proteus syndrome2, clubfoot, congenital heart defects, phocomelia3, EV4, alopecia, and kyphosis5.
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As of 05/05/20██, all known instances of SCP-3486 reside within the abandoned Cooke County Landfill and its accompanying buildings. Cooke County Landfill has since been abandoned due to company relocation and, as such, SCP-3486 have become reliant on Foundation personnel for anonymous deliveries of basic resources via garbage chutes. Previous sources of food and water had been acquired through consistent deliveries of refuse from local garbage trucks. It is assumed that all instances of SCP-3486 were delivered to the Cooke County Landfill via garbage trucks, potentially after being abandoned in local dumpsters.
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SCP-3486 are nonverbal, and display varying levels of cognitive and muscular function disproportionate to their developmental stage; behaviors displayed by SCP-3486 are parallel to those commonly associated with "feral children". SCP-3486 live in a loosely organized hierarchy, with the more physically capable instances tending to the needs of less capable instances. SCP-3486 are able to survive conditions not withstandable by non-anomalous individuals, including levels of force comparable to a 60kph car crash, and starvation/dehydration for an upwards of 84 days. When interviewed, those capable of communication disclosed that they had once been referred to as "Hunter". Later interviews6 with adolescent instances have revealed that SCP-3486 have stayed in Cooke County Landfill on the reasoning that they may be easily located by a guardian, should one attempt to locate them, as they have remained in one location since their initial abandonment at a Cooke County-owned refuse bin, dumpster, or similar receptacle7.
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SCP-3486 have been observed to administer amateur surgical procedures to one another. These procedures range from medical necessities to wholly cosmetic. Cosmetic procedures typically take place following a visitation to SCP-3486-A by the instance undergoing the procedure. Instances have also been witnessed to fashion prostheses for themselves from debris, notably of children's toys.
Foreword: The following video log is an observation of an infantile instance of SCP-3486 (SCP-3486-018, henceforth referred to as "subject") administering a cosmetic procedure to itself using an X-Acto-brand precision knife, an unlabeled tube of adhesive, a broken pane of acrylic glass, and a 53cm 1998 Teletubbies plush toy. Prior to Video Log 3486-018, SCP-3486-018's facial features were severely malformed due to Proteus syndrome and other defects.
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[00:00]:Subject is sitting beneath a table in the northernmost region of Room W900, an area previously utilized for separation of solid waste. Using its single functional arm, subject is handling the plush toy. Subject runs its fingers over the plastic shell of the toy's face, and turns to the left. Subject sets the toy down in front of itself, and adjusts the glass pane to lean against a leg of the table.
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[01:10]:Subject fumbles with the handle of the precision blade, and looks down to the plush toy. Subject inserts the tip of the blade into the edge of the plastic shell, and begins to carve it away from the plush lining. Subject's movements stutter, causing the blade to miss the plastic shell and dig into its calf. Subject gurgles.
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[03:02]:The shell of the plastic face is removed from the plush lining. Subject kicks the toy over, and turns to the glass pane. Subject hesitates, then lifts the precision blade up to its right temple.
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[04:46]:Subject digs tip of precision blade into the epidermis, and drives it into the dermis, breaching the subcutaneous layer of flesh. Subject mewls and rips the blade out of its temple. A trickle of blood drips from the wound.
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[08:19]:Subject is now visibly shaking as it picks up the precision blade. Second incision is made as subject drags the blade down past cheekbone. The blade suddenly dips into cheek, causing subject to emanate a guttural howling noise. Subject releases the handle of the blade, but the blade itself remains lodged in the subject's lower jaw. Subject flails wildly and grabs at the handle. The blade does not move.
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[11:06]:After several minutes, precision blade dislodges from mandible. Subject hesitates again, then reinserts blade into the underside of its chin, continuing the incision. Due to extreme convulsions, the blade slips and gouges a hole into the external jugular vein. Subject writhes and gags as blood and gastric acid spurt from esophagus. Blade is immediately reinserted into chin and is wrenched up past the mandible. Spastic movements of the arm cause the blade to puncture a cyst. Pus sputters from the wound and oozes down the chin.
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[12:58]:Precision blade meets initial incision point, and subject discards blade. With singular functional hand, subject pries fingertips into the underside of separated flesh and begins to pull upwards. Subject kicks its legs and cries out.
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[14:01]:Separated skin catches on a protruding segment of cartilage from nasal cavity, and subject tears the skin from the right temple to the left cheekbone. Subject throws skin down beside itself and drives fingers into nasal cavity. Subject's struggles to continue respiration are audible.
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[14:57]:Flesh peels away from upper lip, and continues to pull away in one piece from the lower lip. Subject tugs on flesh as it separates into slivers. Gums begin to bleed as they are pulled away from the teeth.
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[16:15]:Remainder of flesh is removed from subcutaneous layer. Subject drools a mixture of saliva, blood, and gastric acid into lap. Carpet beneath subject has been soiled. Subject reaches for unidentified tube of adhesive, and applies a thick coating of it across its entire face.
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[16:40]:Subject takes hold of plush's plastic face and turns to the acrylic glass. Subject makes attempt to steady itself before pressing plastic shell against its own face. Plastic shell remains affixed to the face. Subject becomes still.
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[54:38]:Subject begins to weep.
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[END LOG]
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SCP-3486-A is a collection of non-anomalous items gathered by SCP-3486, arranged in a pile located in the southwest wing of Cooke County Landfill's equipment warehouse. SCP-3486-A includes items such as discarded makeup, a pink shower cap, thirteen wilted daffodils, a torn leather purse, and a US Size 7 Women's tennis shoe. Several crude children's drawings adorn the walls of the southwest wing near SCP-3486-A, all of which depict a human female in a white garment alongside instances of SCP-3486. Visitations to SCP-3486-A have been observed to leave SCP-3486 with emotional distress and sorrow.
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Addendum-01: On 12/14/████, Foundation personnel were alerted to an instance of SCP-3486 that had been deposited in a dumpster outside of the ██████ ████ diner, after the owner of the establishment contacted police to report a "deformed fetus" that had been abandoned there.
Foreword: The following interview was performed 3 hours after the discovery of an instance of SCP-3486 outside of Mr. Pine's establishment. Mr. Pine was notably shaken by this event, and was provided with Class-A amnestics following the interview.
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Interviewer: Dr. Richard Khan
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Interviewee: Daniel Pine
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Dr. Khan: Mr. Pine, the paramedics said that you described the noise the infant made as a 'gurgle'. Can you elaborate on that?
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Mr. Pine: Yes, uh, the noise — it gurgled, like, like… I thought it was choking. I thought someone was choking on a drink. I couldn't really hear it when I first went over to take the garbage out, but I saw some birds pecking at something inside, and I could hear something wriggling around in the trash. But when I looked in, it — I saw a little pink patch of skin, and I knew it was a baby, but when I reached down and touched it, I knew something was wrong with this baby. I could see a little piece of something in its throat. I couldn't really see the baby, it was covered in trash, and I picked it up to give it the Heimlich, and when I picked it up, it, um, it…
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[Mr. Pine swallows anxiously and shifts his gaze to the floor. He pauses, then looks back up at Dr. Khan.]
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Mr. Pine: It was like, still covered in placenta, and it was the size of a fetus, too. I thought — I knew I was holding a baby, but it was barely bigger than my fist, and it was covered in these big, bruised patches that were pulsing and squirming, and I looked, and there were more on its shoulders, but when I touched them I could feel bone underneath. The baby didn't have arms, or legs, but it did — it did have this, this, this long tube, like, like an umbilical cord, sticking out of its back. It was, um, it was coming from its spine, and at the end was this, like, this little curled ball, and when I turned it over, I could see the start of what looked like a face, just, just, just dangling from it. And its face, well…
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[Mr. Pine pauses.]
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Mr. Pine: The baby didn't… have a face, 'cause I looked down and it was just another tumor on its head, where it was s'posed to have eyes, and the jaw was, I think it was broken, or it was just born that way, the jaw was hanging down and gaping open, and I could see some little bits of, um, bone in the throat. That — that baby was so small, I think it could've only been a few days old, but it was premature, for sure. I don't know how long it was there for, I never heard it crying. I don't think it could, with its throat like that. That poor baby. Oh, my God. Oh my God.
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Dr. Khan: Your recorded CCTV footage has shown that the infant was abandoned, ah… about thirteen days prior.
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[Mr. Pine looks at Dr. Khan with an expression of abject horror, and begins to retch. Further questioning is postponed.]
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[END LOG]
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CCTV footage displayed a middle-aged woman parking a white vehicle, disposing of the SCP-3486 instance, and exiting the parking lot within 2 minutes. Analysis of the license plate allowed for personnel to locate the Cooke County residence of POI #33508, a geneticist known as Madeleine ██████. The residence was determined to have been abandoned for one week.
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A makeshift laboratory had been created in the basement, which housed a number of unidentifiable substances and stolen equipment; folders of analytical notes taken by POI #33508 were revealed to have elaborate plans to attempt to replicate human DNA, as well as progress reports and details regarding failed trials. Encrusted placenta and bodily fluids were caked across the desk and floor. Newspaper clippings regarding local infant deaths were uncovered next to photos of young boys. One boy was later identified as Hunter ██████, whom had passed away at the age of six in the years prior in a fatal car crash.
Image taken inside the control room of the underground complex prior to the incident that turned the location into SCP-3509.
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Item #: SCP-3509
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: An appointed team of qualified researchers are to monitor the interior of SCP-3509 at all times using its own system of cameras, microphones and speakers. The teams are to deliver provisions to its current resident through the elevator that connects SCP-3509 with the rest of the Site. It will also provide any help necessary to said resident in order to fulfill whichever task SCP-3509 demands of it. The appointed team leader will have discretionary authority over the best course of approach towards those demands.
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A single Class-D personnel is required to reside inside SCP-3509 at any given time. A log of its activities is to be kept up to date by the researcher team. In case of its decease or termination, another subject will be sent to occupy the vacancy.
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Any Class-D assigned at SCP-3509 are required to get a perfect score in the standardized Foundation test N-051-RP, which measures the obedience and compliance of the subject. Those that also show signs of introversion or tendency to isolation will be given priority to be selected.
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The newly selected Class-D personnel is to be injected with a very small explosive charge that can be remotely activated inside its thoracic chamber prior their entry. This is because the technical difficulties SCP-3509 creates to regular termination procedures once the subject is inside. The researcher team is to terminate the subject in case of disobedience or inability to comply with the order provided by SCP-3509.
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In the light of the proprieties of SCP-3509, the need to rotate the Class-D personnel has been deemed unnecessary as long as the previous procedures are being followed.
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Description: SCP-3509 is an underground complex with the surface of ███ square meters, being equipped with a control room, a testing chamber, living quarters and a restroom. It is located ███ meters under the bottom floor of Site-██. Its only entrance is an elevator that connects it with the observation room located at Section ██ of the site. Prior to becoming SCP-3509, this underground complex was used as a testing facility by the Foundation, where experimentation and stress tests were realized on SCP-3509 and anomalous items to observe their reactions in extreme situations.
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SCP-3509 started showing anomalous effects after ██/██/2001, when the Foundation carried out inside its test chamber the failed experiment on [REDACTED], and the subsequent incident on the eight day of continuous testing. This incident caused the members of the foundation present on the complex to experience an adverse effect similar to what would later be called SCP-3509-B, with the exception of a sole survivor which became its first resident. The object experimented upon was later retrieved without apparent change on SCP-3509.
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The following is a compilation of any of anomalous effects observed within SCP-3509:
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SCP-3509 will constantly give commands to its resident, one at a time. To issue each order, an unidentified synthesized voice will sound through the speakers of the complex. This voice is to be referred as SCP-3509-A. Said order is observed to be seemingly random most of the times, ranging from inane to extremely hazardous to the subject. So far it has never given an order that was physically impossible to achieve. The reason why it continues to give those commands is unknown.
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When an order is given, a display in the control room of the underground complex will show a countdown. The amount of time varies between a minute and a few days, with the longest time recorded being 9 days. Experimentation has shown that both the order and the countdown will be given even if no resident is currently inside SCP-3509 or if the previous inhabitant has perished.
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SCP-3509 only accepts human beings as its residents and will require them to personally fulfill the order. Any other attempts by third persons outside SCP-3509 or by animals and electronic mechanisms sent inside will be ignored. A human resident may still use the help of the previous to achieve the expected result, as long as the inhabitant contributes in a significant way to the fulfillment of the order.
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After an order is successfully carried out, SCP-3509 will confirm its accomplishment. It seems to be impossible to conceal the fulfillment of any command inside it regardless of the method.
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The confirmation of the accomplishment will cause the countdown to be turned off and SCP-3509-A will congratulate the resident. Afterwards it will remain silent during an hour until the announcement of its next order.
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Any living resident attempting to leave SCP-3509 will suffer a series of physical changes that will eventually lead to its death on the way up during the elevator ride or if they try to escape using alternative methods. The only way to survive at that point is re-entering SCP-3509 before any critical damage has been received, as it will halt the process. Those changes vary from individual to individual. Some observed instances of the process are: The creation of multiple lacerations across the body of the subject, melting of the limbs and torso, decomposition of their body as they are still alive, transformation of their living tissue into a glass-like substance, the continuous generation of metal sharpnel inside the body among others. This process will be named SCP-3509-B. The current observed radius outside SCP-3509 for this effect to take place is ██ meters.
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Any living human that tries to enter SCP-3509 while it already has another resident will also be affected by SCP-3509-B. However other entities like inanimate objects, animals, plants or human corpses have been shown be able to enter and leave it completely unharmed.
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If multiple subjects enter at the same time while SCP-3509 is unoccupied, all of them but one will end up suffering the effects of SCP-3509-B. The surviving subject will be physically unharmed, but will usually have to be terminated due to its highly unstable psychological state after having witnessed what happened to the other subjects. See Addendum 3509-2 for more details.
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Any attempts to breach the underground complex by any other means have ended in failure. Currently no further attempts are allowed.
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It has been observed that SCP-3509 has at least some degree of sentience and consciousness of itself, as shown on some logs in Addendum 3509-1.
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In the only instance that the order wasn't fulfilled in time, the area of effect of SCP-3509-B began expanding at an alarming rate, affecting multiple SCP Foundation staff and Class-D present on the Site. See: Addendum 3509-2 for more details.
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Besides the aforementioned, no other anomalous phenomena can be observed neither on SCP-3509 nor its resident. If the subject is complying and is able to complete tasks ordered by SCP-3509, it can survive within it during long periods of time. The record time of a resident surviving within the complex has been for 5 years. In some instances the observer team observed traces akin that of symbiotic nature between SCP-3509 and its resident, however these behaviors are not frequent as SCP-3509 usually shows very little regard to the well-being of its inhabitant.
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At the current point in time it has not been fully tested what happens if an order given by SCP-3509 is disobeyed, as so far every single order it has given has been eventually carried out, albeit one outside the time limit. The Foundation's experts on theoretical approach hypothesize that due to the events surrounding the incident detailed in Addendum 3509-2, it is very likely that in the event of complete disobedience, it could indefinitely expand the area of effect of SCP-3509-B. This possible event would create uncountable losses for the Foundation and the loss of Site-██ as a whole or worse. Based on that hypothesis, O5-█ decided that an obedient approach of having expendable personnel obeying the orders that SCP-3509 gave was a safer and more cost-effective option than the possible alternative. Thus any experimentation based on disobeying the order or letting the timer run out again have been prohibited.
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Addendum 3509-01:
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The following is an excerpt of some of the logs kept by the researcher team tasked with SCP-3509 to be used as reference:
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Day: ██/██/2002.
+Resident: D-3541
+Order: Jump.
+Time limit: 5 hours
+Result: The Class-D complied almost immediately, no assistance was required.
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Day: ██/██/2002.
+Resident: D-3541
+Order: Study calculus for three hours straight.
+Time limit: 12 hours and 20 minutes
+Result: The Class-D was provided with calculus reference books and asked to study them. One member of the researcher team offered to tutor him across the site's speakers.
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Day: ██/██/2002.
+Resident: D-3541
+Order: Rip out your nails from your left hand.
+Time limit: 27 minutes.
+Result: The researcher team provided a pair of pliers through the elevator. Although strongly reticent, the subject complied. Disinfectant and bandages were provided by the team after the event.
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Day: ██/██/2002.
+Resident: D-3541
+Order: Dance the "Macarena".
+Time limit: 3 hours and 1 minute.
+Result: D-3541 told the researcher team that he didn't know the dance. The researcher team provided a television with a video tape that demonstrated the steps of the dance. After some attempts, D-3541 achieved to do a dance sufficient enough for the order to be deemed accomplished.
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Day: ██/██/2003.
+Resident: D-3557
+Order: The floors are dirty, clean them.
+Time limit: 5 hours and 49 minutes.
+Result: The researcher team provided D-3557 with cleaning tools and it proceeded to obey the required task. The statement "The floors are dirty" was found to be most unusual, as SCP-3509-A hadn't said this kind of comment on an object before besides the congratulatory message at the fulfillment of an order.
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Day: ██/██/2003.
+Residents: D-3557 (Terminated), D-4286.
+Order: Write a poem.
+Time limit: 1 hour and 30 minutes
+Result: The Class-D told to the research team that he was an illiterate. After a discussion within the team it was decided that trying to teach D-3557 how to write in that short amount of time was highly unlikely. D-3557 was terminated through the explosive charge in his chest and a replacement was sent. This replacement was tasked to write the poem once the elevator had reached its destination before exploring the rest of the complex. Once SCP-3509 congratulated her, the research team asked her to dispose of the corpse of the previous resident through the elevator.
+Note: It seems that when the elevator is on the entrance of the underground complex SCP-3509 recognizes it as part of itself, allowing its resident to carry its orders inside it. This should be noted for further reference. -Team director Dr. Karam
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Day: ██/██/2004.
+Residents: D-4311(Terminated), Junior Researcher Garcia
+Order: Smoke a cigarette.
+Time limit: 1 minute.
+Result: See Addendum 3509-2
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Day: ██/██/2004.
+Residents: Junior Researcher Garcia (Deceased), D-4371
+Order: Dance claque.
+Time limit: 1 day, 2 hours and 56 minutes
+Result: Junior Researcher Garcia committed suicide. A new Class-D resident was sent to carry out the order as well as to retrieve the remains of the Junior Researcher.
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Day: ██/██/2005.
+Residents: D-4401
+Order: Sing out loud the song "YMCA" by the "Village People".
+Time limit: 9 hours 42 minutes.
+Result: D-4401 showed signs of stage fright and told the researcher team that he was feeling too self-conscious to sing. The researcher team reasoned and encouraged it for a period of time until the Class-D suggested that he would feel more comfortable singing if the researcher team sang along with him through the speakers. After a short discussion within the team it was decided that it would be easier to humor the Class-D than preparing another substitute, and agred to the subject's request. The order was subsequently fulfilled without further incident.
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Day: ██/██/2006.
+Residents: D-4441
+Order: Do a hundred push-ups and a hundred sit-ups.
+Time limit: 24 hours.
+Result: Due to the extremely poor physical state of D-4441, problems arose as it seemed to be unable to finish the regimen in time. The researcher team spent the day giving the Class-D encouragement and teaching it techniques to facilitate the fulfillment of the order. It was eventually accomplished by the 22nd hour mark with signs of exhaustion on the Class-D.
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Day: ██/██/2006.
+Residents: D-4441
+Order: Pet a koala.
+Time limit: 2 hours.
+Result: One Mobile Task Force team was sent post-haste to the closest zoo to retrieve a specimen, managing its recovery and transportation within the allocated time. After the order was fulfilled, the specimen was returned and amnestics were administered to any witnesses of the operation.
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Day: ██/██/2008.
+Residents: D-5026
+Order: Do not say "My uncle Steve has a big cow".
+Time limit: 7 days 16 hours and 33 minutes
+Result: This was the first instance SCP-3509 gave an order of inaction. Since it was unknown at the time how would it deem the inaction as fulfilled, any possible precautionary measures were took to ensure the safety of the Site. D-5026 was forbidden to open his mouth aside from eating and drinking until further notice. The researcher team closely monitored D-5026 at all times to ensure termination in case of any attempt at speaking. As the countdown kept descending without any indication of fulfillment of the order, an emergency meeting was called to discuss the situation with the Site Director other chief staff from the Foundation. During the last hour of the time limit an evacuation on all personnel in-site was issued, and the use of omega nuclear warheads was prepared for the worst-case scenario. At the last second, SCP-3509-A gave the announcement of order fulfilled and added that its resident could now say whatever it wanted. Once the crisis was deemed to be averted, the Foundation staff returned to their regular activities and the incident was disguised as a security drill. Afterwards, D-5026 commented how easy this order had been compared to previous ones since he didn't have any uncle called Steve.
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Day: ██/██/2009.
+Residents: D-5026.
+Order: Repair the broken lamp.
+Time limit: 6 days 3 hours and 4 minutes.
+Result: D-5026 was given the materials and instructions by the team to repair the lightbulb that was accidentally shattered during the previous order of "Play racquetball by yourself for five minutes".
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Day: ██/██/2009.
+Residents: D-5026 (Deceased).
+Order: Walk three meters on a tight rope
+Time limit: 3 days 5 hours and 15 minutes.
+Result: The researcher team provided the materials for the Class-D to make an improvised tight-rope inside the facility. Several attempts were made by D-5026 during the course of the first two days. At the last attempt, just as SCP-3509-A gave the congratulatory message, D-5026 slipped and hit its head on a table, causing skull fracture and internal hemorrhage. Due the inability of the researcher team to provide effective medical aid in time caused by the inherent characteristics of SCP-3509, D-5026 perished of blood loss.
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Day: ██/██/2011.
+Residents: D-5584.
+Order: Write erotic fanfiction featuring your parents
+Time limit: 7 hours and 28 minutes.
+Result: At the beginning D-5584 strongly refused to comply until the research team threatened to terminate it. The audiovisual recordings showed the Class-D writing something on a piece of paper and immediately tearing it apart after SCP-3509-A gave the congratulatory announcement.
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Day: ██/██/2013.
+Residents: D-5584.
+Order: Completely immerse yourself in sulfuric acid
+Time limit: 5 days 12 hours and 1 minute.
+Result: The researcher team provided a tank full of sulfuric acid through the elevator and a hazmat suit. After D-5544 had been reassured that the suit would protect him from any major burns he decided to comply. Treatment materials for second-degree chemical burns, as well as telephonic assistance on how to apply them was provided after the testing.
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Day: ██/██/2013.
+Residents: D-5584.
+Order: Ride an elevator
+Time limit: 1 day 2 hours and 3 minutes.
+Result: Discussion of making D-5584 use the entrance elevator took place within the researcher team. It was ultimately decided against it for ethical reasons and instead a small mini-elevator was built and sent inside SCP-3509 to fulfill the order.
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Day: ██/██/2015.
+Residents: D-5584.
+Order: Good job, you may now exit SCP-3509 and bring in a new test subject.
+Time limit: 9 days.
+Result: Permission was given at D-5584 to use the main elevator by the researcher team. This has been the only instance of someone being able to leave the underground complex without being affected by SCP-3509-B. Another Class-D was sent inside SCP-3509, which marked the order as fulfilled. Further testings showed that, barring this exception, SCP-3509-B still occurs every time anyone else tries to exit, and continues functioning as if this incident never happened. When interrogated about it, D-5584 claimed to have no knowledge why only he was allowed to leave. D-5584 has been administered Class-A amnestics and repurposed at another location.
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Addendum 3509-02:
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The following is a compilation of documents recording the Containment Breach caused by SCP-3509 on ██/██/2004.
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Document 1: E-mail from the team director to the research team sent the day prior to the Containment Breach
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FROM: Team director Dr. Karam
+TO: Dr. Cobb, Dr. Zhurov, Junior Researcher Garcia, Research Assistant Tanaka.
+SUBJECT: Experimentation on the behavior of SCP-3509.
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A test is scheduled for tomorrow. This test is to measure how will SCP-3509 react if multiple living individuals try to enter at the same time. The test will begin immediately after the current resident fulfills any order issued by SCP-3509 after 8:30. When the order is fulfilled, the resident will be terminated and four Class-D will be sent down with the elevator simultaneously. I expect all of you to be prepared and ready to deal with any unexpected consequences.
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Dr. Karam
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Document 2: Excerpt of the telephonic interview with Junior Researcher Garcia, the resident at the time of SCP-3509, taken an hour after the stabilization of the Containment Breach. Recorded by Agent 58, leader of the squadron sent to investigate the current events, using the telephone situated on the researcher team's observation room.
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Agent 58: Who is it?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Thank God someone picked the phone… Thank God…
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Agent 58: This is Agent 58, leader of the squadron ████, who am I talking to?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: I'm █████ Garcia, a junior researcher. My ID Number is ██████████.
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Agent 58: From where are you calling from?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: …I'm inside SCP-3509.
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Agent 58: According to the information given to me, only Class-D are usually sent inside SCP-3509.
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Yeah, that's… Shit!… That's usually right.
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Agent 58: And how come a Junior Researcher has entered it?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Well, the incident happened and I couldn't think anything else than getting on the elevator.
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Agent 58: Wait. Are you telling me that you were present during the incident?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Yes, fuck!, I was there. I am… was assigned to the researcher team for SCP-3509.
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Agent 58: Hold on a minute.
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[Background noises of Agent 58 speaking through a walkie-talkie.]
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Agent 58: Sir, I would like to ask for your cooperation to relate your account of the events that happened today from 09:37 hours to 12:56 hours.
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Well, we had this test programmed in which we were supposed to send multiple Class-D inside SCP-3509. During the test we observed that all of them but one became affected by particularly gruesome manifestations of SCP-3509-B. The, Shhh fuck it hurts! the cameras showed that the surviving Class-D ran away from the elevator once it opened its doors and sat on a corner of the control room, cradling his head and moved back and forth. Please, may I ask for some first aid supplies and painkillers? I'm hurt and I could really use them.
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Agent 58: Let me consult my superiors.
+[Background noises of Agent 58 speaking through a walkie-talkie.]
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Agent 58: Okay, I've been granted permission to provide the required items, they will be sent by the elevator at the entrance.
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Thank you. Thank you very much. Hold on still while I crawl to get them.
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Agent 58: Crawl?
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[No response. Thirty minutes of silence occasionally interrupted by walkie-talkie conversation sounds coming from Agent 58]
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Okay, I'm back. I owe you a big one. Although I feel kind of dizzy now.
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Agent 58: Please continue your report. You may rest afterwards.
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Fine. Upon seeing the results of the test the team director assembled the rest of the group and we discussed whether if we should terminate the Class-D immediately or if we should wait and see if he would regain enough self-control to obey the next order. We decided on the latter to avoid wasting even more Class-D today. Then the voice spoke and… that happened.
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Agent 58: What happened?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: "Smoke a cigarette" the voice said, and gave a time limit of one minute. One. Freaking. Minute. The least that SCP-3509 had ever gave before were fifteen minutes! And the order that time was for the resident to scratch its nose, for crying out loud!"
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Agent 58: Calm down. How did the team react?"
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Junior Researcher Garcia: It was chaos. We had been instructed to not let the timer run out after all. Not until further testing could be carried out at least. Dr. Karam started yelling at the Class-D to react through the facility's speakers, but he would just not do anything but keep crying. Dr. Cobb, started yelling orders about terminating the Class-D and sending another one with some smokes and a lighter. Aki [Research Assistant Tanaka] also threw some of her own cigarettes inside of the elevator. Me, on the other hand, just stood there like an idiot… Fuck.
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Agent 58: Did the countdown reach zero?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Yes.
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Agent 58: Please explain what happened at that moment.
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Junior Researcher Garcia: As the countdown ended the whole underground complex flashed some red lights and the surviving Class-D inside began to scream as his whole body was affected by SCP-3509-B while still being inside SCP-3509. It was different than other instances previously observed, as it went slower, and, based on my own experience, it seemed much, much more painful. It started by the plant of his feet, turning them into ashes in his case. That soon spread to his legs and lower torso. The subject could not stop screaming and we, the team, stared in terror as he twisted and turned in agony. The next thing we knew is that our own bodies started being affected by SCP-3509-B as well, despite being outside of its usual range of action. Dr. Cobb hurriedly pressed the switch to terminate the subject.
+That wasn't enough to stop our own ailment though. I saw them all die, one after another. I heard screams outside the observation room, as well as someone yelling that the backup Class-D was attempting escape. It was hell. The image of Aki screaming as her skin began opening up multiple holes that showed her insides is something I don't think I will ever be able to live down.
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Agent 58: Hold up, there's something that I don't understand. If you say that everyone around you died because of SCP-3509-B, how come that you are still alive?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: I… don't know why. At the beginning, SCP-3509-B started wrecking my feet at the same rate as everyone else. But then, somehow, it started to consume me slower. I don't really get it myself, but I think it slowed down on me alone after Dr. Cobb terminated the Class-D for some reason. My best guess is that SCP-3509 had already selected me as its next resident by then, but that's just my hypothesis.
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Agent 58: Noted. Continue.
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Junior Researcher Garcia: At that moment I couldn't think of anything. I was confused and hurting. I didn't know what to do, just that I needed to stop that somehow. I acted without thinking, and using what remained of my legs I entered the elevator, pushing the button to go down.
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Agent 58: So you entered there voluntarily, despite knowing the consequences?
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Junior Researcher Garcia: I was desperate, okay? I realized what a blunder I had made as soon as the doors closed, and sat down as SCP-3509-B continued to consume my flesh. I knew I was gonna die there, and nothing mattered anymore. That's when I looked down and saw on the floor the cigarettes that Aki had thrown before. I think at that point I was experiencing an adrenaline rush because, despite the pain, I thought "You know what? Why not have one last smoke?". I grabbed the cigarette and started smoking it. That's when the lights flashed white and the other door to the elevator opened. I heard SCP-3509-A's voice giving the same line it says every time the order is fulfilled. However, it added at the end something that I'd never heard before, that "it would not allow for any other delays in fulfilling the order".
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Agent 58: I see. Hold on one moment.
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[Background noises of Agent 58 speaking through a walkie-talkie.]
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Agent 58: Okay, that would be sufficient for now. My most sincere condolences for what happened to you, sir.
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Junior Researcher Garcia: Don't need them. Just tell me if there are other people alive on the Site.
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Agent 58: Yes. Although, some heavy losses have occurred in the closest sectors, most of the Site's personnel has survived. Regrettably, your team…
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Junior Researcher Garcia: I know… Well, if that's everything I think I will rest for now, these painkillers are really kicking in.
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[The synthesized voice of SCP-3509-A sounds on the receiver "Next testing procedure order: Curse out loud. Time limit: forty minutes."]
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Junior Researcher Garcia: …Fuck my life.
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[The synthesized voice of SCP-3509-A sounds on the receiver "Order fulfilled. Congratulations on the success of the test. A following test will be performed shortly."]
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[END OF EXCERPT]
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Document 3: O5-█ directive issued after the containment breach.
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Due to a containment breach of SCP-3509's hazardous properties, a total of ███ members of the Foundation passed away and ████ were severely injured in an area of ████ cubic meters surrounding it. Since then it has been observed that the area of effect of SCP-3509-B has progressively gone back to its original size. Our experts have determined that if it weren't for the actions of Junior Researcher Garcia, the area of the adverse effect would have increased to undetermined lengths.
+In light of these recent events, it has been decided that any experiment regarding the disobedience or reaching the time limit of the countdown of the order issued by SCP-3509 is absolutely prohibited.
Image from D-4353's cerebrum during Exploration 3513-2
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Item #: SCP-3513
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: The concrete bunker built around SCP-3513 is to be guarded and maintained by four permanent staff, maintaining the cover story of a water pumping station.
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Undercover Foundation agents are to be placed in all Namibian hospitals to cover up pathological reports suggesting the influence of SCP-3513. Any atypical increase in clinical rates of degenerative brain disease in a highly localised area is to be investigated as a potential further instance of SCP-3513.
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Proposals for a network of Foundation seismographs to detect potential anomalies in the Earth's outer core are currently under consideration.
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Description: SCP-3513 is a region of space located in Rocky Crest, Windhoek, Namibia. It is approximately cylindrical in shape, with a diameter of 3.4m and a height above ground of 2.3m. Excavations have revealed that SCP-3513 extends below the ground for at least 10m, but its total depth has not been measured.
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Any organism with a brain that passes through SCP-3513 will become subject to an anomalous neurodegenerative disease. The disease will develop over a period of 4-6 months with the following progression:
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A hard keratin nub develops in the cerebrum. The keratinized area grows in proportion to the overall size of the brain; in humans, it becomes approximately 5cm across.
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The tip of the keratin nub opens, forming a beak. The interior of the beak is coated in pointed, keratin papillae (see image).
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Over a period of months, the beak slowly ingests brain tissue, consuming it. The papillae assist in ensuring that the soft brain matter does not slip out of the beak once it enters. Brain tissue consumed by the beak disappears from the patient's brain - testing indicates that the interior of the beak leads to an intra-dimensional portal to another location or locations.
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The external symptoms of the SCP-3513 disease depend largely on where in the brain the keratin nub initially forms, but may be misdiagnosed as Creutzfeldt–Jakob, Huntington's, Parkinson's or Alzheimer's disease (and was initially thought by the Foundation to be SCP-1693). Confirmation of the effects of SCP-3513 is only possible through MRI or CT scan, open neurosurgery or autopsy. Foundation autopsies have confirmed that, following the death of the patient, the beak continues to ingest any remaining brain tissue.
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Test Logs
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Procedure: Six D-Class were exposed to SCP-3513, and regular CT scans performed to track the progression of the disease. Upon the opening of the beak, Foundation medical staff performed conventional open neurosurgery on the relevant D-Class. The use of human test subjects was approved based on the requirements for brain size and ease of anaesthesia.
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During surgery, unnecessary brain tissue was removed to allow access to the beak. A microscopic surgical camera, fitted with a GPS tracking chip, was fed slowly into the beak and the results recorded and analysed.
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Exploration 3513-1
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Subject: D-2879
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Results: Inside the SCP-3513 beak, the camera filmed a passage lined with papillae. The camera was fed into this passage for a distance of 1.4m. The GPS tracker was not able to be located during this time. D-2879 reported no discomfort.
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After the camera had progressed approximately 0.8m, the passage ended and the camera emerged into a dark hemispherical space. A number of openings were observed at intervals around the sides of this space. After consultation, the surgical team proceeded to feed in the camera filament, allowing the camera to enter into the opening on the opposite wall of the space.
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The opening led to another passage lined with papillae, although observers noted that the direction of papillae was reversed. At 1.4m, the camera emerged from the interior of another keratin beak into what appeared to be further brain tissue. At this point, a GPS signal was obtained, registering the camera's location in Reedsburg, Wisconsin. After a short delay, the GPS signal became mobile. Local Foundation assets followed the signal to the Reedsburg Area Medical Center, where it was tracked to a recently deceased patient, Norman Miller. Mr Miller had suffered a stroke, presumed to be caused by the sudden appearance of the camera within his brain.
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The camera was retracted through the beak in Mr Miller's brain, back through the passages and the beak in D-2879's brain, and D-2879 was returned to monitoring without complications from surgery.
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Exploration 3513-2
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Subject: D-4353
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Results: The camera filmed a passage lined with papillae for approximately 0.7m, entering a similar hemispherical space to that observed in Exploration 3513-1 and being fed into an opening opposite its point of entry. After progress down a second passage for a further 0.8m, the camera emerged from a second beak and filmed unidentified tissue, which appeared to be in motion. This movement continued for 8 seconds before the camera malfunctioned and lost picture. The camera was withdrawn from the passages and found to have been crushed.
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The GPS signal from the camera was traced to a location outside Naples, Italy. Further investigation revealed the coordinates belonged to a Cremonini meat processing plant.
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A later biopsy of D-4353 revealed trace amounts of processed meat within his brain. Transfer of the meat into D-4353's brain is thought to have occurred during the recovery of the camera from its alternate location, which appears to have allowed material from that location to travel back along with the camera.
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Exploration 3513-3
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Subject: D-3956
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Results: After the camera had progressed approximately 0.6m, it emerged into the hemispherical space. An accidental mis-feeding of the filament resulted in a change in the camera's alignment within this space, with the camera facing downwards towards a wider opening at the base of the chamber. The camera was fed into this opening, filming a papillae-lined passage which extended for more than 2.5m. No reversal of papillae was observed, and the passage was observed to grow wider as it continued. After progressing for approximately 3m, the camera feed suddenly cut out. No GPS signal was located.
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Upon retrieving the camera filament, attending medical staff noted that the camera was missing and that the end of the filament appeared to have melted. Five seconds later, a high-pressure jet of molten metal began to spray from the incision in D-3956's brain. D-3956 and all attending medical personnel were killed.
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Following recontainment of the laboratory, analysis confirmed the presence of several hundred kilograms of iron-nickel alloy. Initial temperature of the molten metal is estimated to have been up to 4000 Kelvin.
The clearance level to access this file has been changed to Level-1/GENERAL for relevance to the ongoing BE-Class “Migration” End-of-Consciousness Scenario.
The Earth's Akiva radiation1 level decreases and becomes uniform with the cosmic background constant of ~0.7 milliakiva (mÁ). Despite the expected repercussions, however, the Earth registers only a minuscule decrease in its ambient hume level. As well, one or more Class-VII Reality-Manipulators become undetectable and are considered lost.
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May 11
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A dense Avian meme complex (“EOI-121”) spreads throughout the human noosphere2 via SCP-3662. This is now understood to be the result of extra-universal interference. The sum of human thought diminishes to align solely with the Avian meme3 within three months. Humans infected by the Avian meme complex are designated Type-BE Humanoid Entities.
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June 5
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A correspondence between an extant cell of the Serpent's Hand and the Avian Division occurs. Through this and a series of messages from Project Milliard, the Avian Division determined a Class-V Reality-Manipulator had influenced the noosphere.
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June 24
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60% of Type-BE entities in North America begin a mass exile to the Midwestern United States. The assembled entities erect a large ibis-shaped monument, despite lacking fine motor skills or higher intellect. The monument becomes a focal point for thaumic energy generation4 via an as-yet-unknown vector. The Avian Division detects the same thaumic disturbances across the world, suggesting the construction of other monuments.
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August 2
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The Avian meme infects 99.9% of the human population. Between 5 and 10% of the worldwide population expires from starvation after the loss of the worldwide agricultural industry. A small percentage of Type-BE entities (10–15% of the population) engage in regular sarcophagy on the larger 85% for sustenance.
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August 8
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Lunar Area-32 detects thaumic disturbances across the surface of the Moon.
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August 9
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The North American monument radiates a vibrant blue. It is surmised that the other monuments are exhibiting a similar change.
Event Description: At 11:10 a.m. PDT, the Moon emitted an intense blue light associated with large levels of thaumic activity and became visible to the naked eye. At its first zenith, ~1.1 billion Type-BE entities across the easternmost part of Russia, North and South America, and parts of Northwestern Europe became exposed to moonlight.
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Exposed entities underwent extensive musculoskeletal transformations and grew wing-like anatomical structures from their backs. Entities experienced a mass enhancement of the deltoid muscles; the dorsal portions of the trapezius and scapula expanded and acquired a wider and more defined morphology. Parallel to the existing arms, a new set of forelimbs emerged laterally. The forelimbs extended outward to a 3-m length on each side of the body, according to an average adult's physiology. Different body types and sizes developed proportional anatomical formations.
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The forelimbs developed long, bony digits occurring within a thick and supple membrane that became the basis for a new network of blood vessels. The forelimbs developed feathers, consistent in composition and function to those of common seabirds, and retractable talons at the extremities. Type-BE entities displayed various levels of discomfort during this process, which required between 2 and 5 hr to complete. After the transformation, the newly developed wings allowed for a diversity of short- and long-range flight.
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During the Moon's transit, locations across the world became exposed to moonlight and thaumic energy. All exposed Type-BE entities developed the same winged transformations. Newly winged Type-BE entities emitted greater amounts of Élan-Vital Energy (EVE),5 became capable of flight speeds greater than 40 km/h, and in most instances, displayed predatory behaviour.
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At 05:45 p.m. PDT, Armed Research Site-18 — the Avian Division's base of operations — received a transmission from Lunar Area-32. A transcript is as follows.
This is Junior Researcher Arvo Driessen of Lunar Area-32 transmitting on all Foundation channels. We are on full lockdown. Task Force Sigma-6 “Puddlejumpers” is gone. Multiple anomalous humanoids have entered the facility [Static.] engaging in hostilities.
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To the Avian Division: Consider Lunar Area-32 lost.
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Yesterday, we detected thaumic disturbances across the lunar surface, and a few hours ago, it turned bright blue. It was pretty quiet afterward, but then a group of winged humanoids poured in from SCP-120 — our exit out of here. I'm stationed at the research facility in Sub-Level 3, way the hell away from them. Lucky me. [Static.] can't say the same for my colleagues. Doctor Simrin and I had been together during the attack before she headed up to containment to check up on the Euclid-Classes. I lost her signal shortly after. It's been three hours.
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[Pause.]
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I checked the security video. There were what, thirty of them? When they appeared, they immediately attacked the reception area. One agent took to defending himself with a security baton. He smacked a few of them before they swarmed him, and then the bastards started eating him. They tore his eyes from their sockets, and as he screamed, tore out his tongue next.
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I think they're getting restless, being cooped up in here like this? They've taken to chewing up the electrical systems, bringing entire sections of the facility down with them. When one of them collapses from electrocution, the next one just climbs over and continues where they left off. They are literal birdbrains.
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[Pause.]
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I don't know what's going on down there, but up here? We're screwed. I think the worst part of all this is the fact that Director Hourdoon, that prick, escaped with the only evac shuttle. Hope that piece of shit crashes and burns.
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I'll keep Hoygull updated, but honestly? Don't get your hopes up. The support systems are failing, the sub-levels are practically swarming with those stupid birds, and more of them keep piling in through dash 120.
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Good luck saving humanity and all that. As far as I can tell, humanity is beyond saving. If there was any hope before, it's all gone now. My only recommendation is to aim for the head.
The newly transformed Type-BE entities have been observed flying in flocks with upwards of 500 individuals. Hunting occurs on both an individual and group basis, with moderate territorial aggression occurring among rivalling flocks. Entities can unhinge their jaws while consuming prey, enlarging the oral cavity to about three times its size. Skin and tissue stretch with ease, whereas chewing remains unencumbered.
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The extent of behaviours these entities display is as-yet-undocumented, because of their relative aggression toward other species of birds (including Avian Division personnel) and insufficient observation time.
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AUGUST 10 UPDATE
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I. EE-3570 Status
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About 24 hr have elapsed since the Moon began emitting thaumic energy, and ~90% of all Type-BE entities have been affected. The Earth's thermosphere displays an iridescent atmospheric phenomenon, similar to aurorae, generated by excess thaumic energy.
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Affected Type-BE entities surrounding their constructed monuments have begun off-world transit via spontaneously occurring Ways produced by the monuments. Transit occurs on an individual basis, whereas the Ways have spread radially outward according to a geometric expansion model.
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The Avian Division estimates that most Type-BE entities will abandon the Earth within one week. Research into the emergence and destination of these Ways is ongoing.It has been determined that the Ways lead to the exoplanet URA-8047 (see Supplemental Materials for more information).
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II. Follow-Up Actions Taken
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An excerpt from Marine Fighting Team CHARYBDIS' initial response to EE-3570 is as follows.
NOTE: MFT CHARYBDIS is a cybernetically augmented four-person unit, part of an organization known as the Centre.6 Audiovisual footage was gathered from each CHARYBDIS operative and compiled into one abridged transcript.
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CHARYBDIS operatives appear unaffected by the anomaly. Whether this is related to their extra-universal origin, a memetic hardening developed during their training, or some other effect is as-yet-unknown.
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After the start of the Event, Mobile Task Force Eta-4 (“Begone Thoth”) recommended that CHARYBDIS proceed to Outpost-24-B and remain there until the cessation of the Event. While travelling to Outpost-24-B, an overwhelming force of Type-BE entities engaged CHARYBDIS, forcing the team to abandon operator Leah Řezník (CHARYBDIS-3). Fully transformed Type-BE entities discovered Outpost-24-B about 4 hr later.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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C-4 Haruki: Sir, they're attempting access to the main entrance. Can't we do something about it? [She motions punching actions.]
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C-1 Quinn: Eta-4 told us to keep indoors, C-4. You can do your punching when we figure out what in the Leviathan's asshole is happening. Capisce?
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C-4 Haruki: See, this is why I should've brought my new drone! I could clobber those Deviants from within the comfort of these air-conditioned walls. [She continues motioning punching actions.]
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C-2 Jaedan: Are you sure about us staying put, Quinn? When the birdbrains find a way to burst in here, we'll be packed like sardines. I'd rather be stuck out there than in here, you know.
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C-4 Haruki: Caught between some birdbrains and a hard-head? I don't know about you, but I embrace death's sweet release.
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C-1 Quinn:[To Eta-4 over comms.] Eta-4, is the Moon still being weird?
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E-4 Lead Keshrayuth (COM): Affirmative, although… By Medila's grace, it's left your kind unmarred. If only we could test–
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C-1 Quinn: So, you're saying we're green to engage?
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[Pause.]
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E-4 Lead Keshrayuth (COM): Yes, but I require your efforts at Site-18 ASAP. The other half of Eta-4 is stationed in the Midwest investigating the monument, so right now, I need all the resources I can get.
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C-1 Quinn: Roger that, E-4 Leader. [To CHARYBDIS.] C-2, C-4, let's link up with C-3 and then get back to base. [To C-3 Leah over comms.] C-3, are you there? You're never this quiet. You're usually yammering your mouthpiece off.
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C-3 Leah (COM): I'm here, Cap. Can't make too much noise, they're close.
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C-1 Quinn: What's your position?
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C-3 Leah (COM): Abandoned farmhouse, edge of Wakeford. They're squawking, waiting for me to come out.
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C-1 Quinn: Hold your position, C-3; we're coming to get you!
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C-3 Leah (COM): Hurry!
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[CHARYBDIS exits Outpost-24-B and flies toward Leah's location by use of back-mounted rocket packs within their suits. Multiple Type-BE entities follow.]
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[After a 2-min flight, CHARYBDIS approaches the farmhouse. C-1 Quinn and C-4 Haruki land on the roof and hold position. C-2 Jaedan attempts to dodge a Type-BE instance in mid-flight and crashes through the farmhouse wall.]
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C-4 Haruki: Watch your tail!
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[Three entities pursue him.]
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C-2 Jaedan: Shit!
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[Jaedan struggles, lifting debris off his person.]
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C-2 Jaedan: Yeesh, these things reek. [To Leah over comms.] Leah, you there? Come out; I don't fuck around with hide-and-seek, you know?
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C-3 Leah: Right above you, Jae Jae!
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[Leah dives from the rafters and lands atop an entity. A second entity swipes its talons at her, scratching her suit. She strikes it before a third entity tackles her.]
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C-2 Jaedan: Nobody ever mentions how terrible things will smell after the world ends, do they, Leah?
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[The second entity screeches while Jaedan combats it. Two more entities enter the farmhouse and engage with Jaedan. Leah wrestles free from the third entity.]
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C-3 Leah: Oh my Thoth, they do reek!
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C-2 Jaedan: Come on, you heard what the bird lady said — don't invoke the name. That gives him, like, powers or some shit. [He dispatches the third entity and kicks it away.] Listen: Between you and me, I don't remember half the things she's told us.
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[Three more entities enter the farmhouse and attack both Jaedan and Leah.]
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C-3 Leah: What do you want? We have nothing for you! Leave us alone!
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C-1 Quinn (COM): What in the depths is going on down there? It sounds like an illegal cockfight. C-2, grab C-3 and fly the damn coop!
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[Leah uppercuts a nearby entity and dispatches it with ease. She turns and connects her fist with another entity's face, which crumples inwards. Five more entities enter.]
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C-2 Jaedan: We punch one and two more swoop in to take its place. You know, I liked it better when we faced Selachians. [He pummels an entity, and Leah incapacitates it.] They kept us on our toes, but it felt so good knowing how much of a difference we were making.
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C-3 Leah: While you reminisce, I'll worry about not getting turned into bird feed, thanks. Let's go!
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[Leah kicks over a stack of hay bales, and the pair flies through the wall and onto the roof.]
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[A nearby entity follows the pair and perches in a stationary position atop the roof. It folds back its wings while vocalizing a high-pitched chirping sound in Jaedan's direction.]
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C-4 Haruki: Jaedan, I think he likes you!
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C-2 Jaedan:[To the entity.] Okay, hear me out. We can't take you home. That's against protocol. So, either you leave right now, or my boys over here will send you to Kingdom Come. [He showcases his arms, flexing.]
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[Leah inspects the entity. It displays feathers with a brown colouration and bears copious amounts of jewellery that dangle from its neck and arms.]
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C-3 Leah: He doesn't look so scary. What do you think, Cap, can we keep him?
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C-1 Quinn: At the bottom of a deep dark hole, sure! [He laughs.] You know, we haven't actually recovered one of these things yet.
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C-2 Jaedan: So what? I don't want it!
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C-1 Quinn:[Over comms.] E-4 Lead, we've encountered a non-hostile Type-BE entity. Permission to take it into custody?
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E-4 Lead Keshrayuth (COM): Very well, but hurry. I'd like to restrict today's operations to today. We're still unaware of what implications this anomaly might have at night.
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C-1 Quinn: You heard the lady. C-2, grab the Deviant. Let's get back to base, team!
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[END LOG]
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CLOSING REMARKS:I'm not sure if the Black Moon howls, but I do know the Blue Moon screeches.
NOTE:Our last known human colleagues — stationed at Lunar Area-32 before the Event — relayed most of the following information, which I've compiled and released via audio recording.
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—Dr. Frederick Hoygull, PhD
+Avian Division Head
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[BEGIN LOG]
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By the order of the Avian Division, this recording is being transmitted on all Foundation channels.
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Before Extranormal Event 3570, the Foundation hypothesized that a massive lunar anomaly would occur in the near future. On the 24th of December 1972, initial analysis of the Apollo 17 Moon landing's geological samples detailed elevated EVE consistent with reality-bending phenomena.7 The samples, collected from various deposits around the Taurus–Littrow Valley landing site, prompted theories of the Moon's thaumic makeup.
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In December 1995, the newly christened, and if I might add, unfortunately named “Outpost Thoth-1” performed a series of observations on lunar sites to record thaumic radiation levels. They discovered the Moon had a baseline EVE intensity registering at 141 000 caspers8 — greater than anywhere on Earth.
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Why that did not immediately lead to drastic changes in localized reality and sub-reality, is unknown. But, well, that explains why something did happen. And you can thank Thoth, the Egyptian god of wisdom, for causing it.
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In the event that such intense energy might be manipulated against Earth, several active deterrents were devised. The contingencies, unfortunately, could not be enacted because the BE-Class Scenario decimated our workforce.9 Taking a look at the files here… Projects included the mass Scranton Reality Anchor “Seraphim Array” in mid-Earth orbit, the Global Hard-Light Energy Shielding System, and the controlled expansion of SCP-2821 to quickly consume the Moon and then itself via–
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What's this? The file literally reads, “[DATA EXPUNGED]”. Of course, the order and protocols of the Foundation still hold true, even when the world falls apart!
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Anyway, the red tape speaks for itself. Let me tell you what we're going to do about this. Appended to Document EE-3570 is Supplemental Materials file UMBRAL_MIGRATORY_SEQUENCE.txt. Take note of the information within that file before using available resources to reach immediate rendezvous with Mobile Task Force Eta-4. After that, we will co-ordinate off-world evacuation efforts.
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Suffice it to say we don't have much time left. Everything will, uh, make sense soon.
The remainder of the Foundation — 75 Avian Division personnel, MFT CHARYBDIS, and SCP-2785 — is stationed at Site-18. Operation: DIVINE RUSE is being developed at this time.
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III. Supplemental Materials
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The few remaining Avian Division staff in Egypt discovered a preserved papyrus reed manuscript, circa 1900 BCE, filed within Reliquary Site-62 Archives. The manuscript was written in Egyptian hieratic script and included several surviving accounts.
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A series of fragmented excerpts, as they relate to EE-3570, are as follows.
–and Khemennu employs its sons to the most effective degree. We are the jewel of the Nile, so Zaid the Ascended One professes — and it is true, and it is good.
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Soon, we depart the Land of Black and Red for the Cosmos beyond, where Thoth will bring us on a holy tour. We–
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I have not told the Elders, but I received a visit from the Sacred One in my dreams. In fear, I asked the one question that has haunted me most. I asked, Thoth, why do you cast down unbelievers?
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To which Thoth replied, such an action is a justice basked in by the righteous.
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To this, I asked, Thoth, how can you cast down your children, righteous or not?
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Thoth said, your kind is not truly my children. But I have asserted myself in front of the Communion for those I deem worthy — thus, those I consider my children in spirit. For if I do not extend my wisdom, why must my wisdom exist?
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I asked Thoth, is there anything we could do to anger you?
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To which Thoth replied, to reject my wisdom is to spite me. Indeed, to be without my wisdom for long is a blasphemous offence. But to anger me, truly, it would need the effort of one who is quite mad. There is nothing you, my collective children, could do to anger me. I have plans yet for those that have failed to gain my favour.
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I then asked, Thoth, what is your plan for us?
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Thoth proclaimed, I shall cast down the azure fires of Set above, which will consume your Holy City. These are not raging fires, however, but those of majesty and wonder. Of the bright motes that twinkle in the night. Of Ra's destiny. And when the City becomes inflamed, so too will your hearts. They will sprout and flower into vast wings in the reflection of the Sacred Ibis. This, I shall share with all my children, who will join my flock in the vast Cosmos. You will rule my paradise. Forever, forever.
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I awoke, wishing not the fires blue. I enjoy mortality. If Thoth wills transcendence — I am in fear. Alas, if it means tasting the Brot Kruma, perhaps that is necessary to–
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The beast wakes. The vermin stir. The great one feeds. Thoth cowers in the dusk. And Brot Kruma awaits. The ritual has begun. Thoth will not leave any of his children behind.
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Those unworthy? Doomed to become thralls, as Thoth wills it.
The subject matter within the account describes phenomena related to EE-3570 and URA-8047SCP-3632. The Avian Division has begun drafting methods of reaching SCP-3632.
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AUGUST 11 UPDATE
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This document is marked for immediate release via all available communication channels. Consult the attached note for details.
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THE CLEARANCE LEVEL TO ACCESS THIS FILE HAS BEEN LOWERED FROM
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If any allies have yet to reveal yourselves: Please, we need your help.
+To our successors: If these are the only documents you find, know we have failed.
+—Dr. Frederick Hoygull
Fig 1.1. SCP-3760 mutation 10 days after inciting injury (hangnail).
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Fig 1.2. Advanced SCP-3760 growth.
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Fig 1.3. Subject's ocular cavity in early stages of conversion into jaw (prior to eye's consumption).
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Fig 1.1. SCP-3760 mutation 10 days after inciting injury (hangnail).
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Fig 1.2. Advanced SCP-3760 growth.
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Fig 1.3. Subject's ocular cavity in early stages of conversion into jaw (prior to eye's consumption).
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Item #: SCP-3760
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Object Class: Keter
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Special Containment Procedures: Subliminal Memetic Agent Kappa/Omicron ("SMA-K/O") is to remain in global circulation, propagated via a fabricated "scientific fact" that acts as a carrier. The Department of Misinformation is to suppress any notion that SMA-K/O's carrier may be untrue.
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If an individual ceases to believe that the carrier information is factual, they will lose the effects of SMA-K/O and become susceptible to SCP-3760's anomalous properties. To prevent a potential End-of-World K/O Failure Scenario, all records regarding the nature of SMA-K/O's carrier have been restricted to Level 5 access.
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Description: SCP-3760 is an anomalous mutagenic phenomenon which affects the regrowth of human tissue in response to injury. Humans within proximity of a subject afflicted with SCP-3760 run an ongoing risk of infection; however, SCP-3760 does not appear to be microbial in nature. Due to the circumstances of its containment, the vector for transmission of SCP-3760 has yet to be conclusively determined.1
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Injured2 tissue in affected subjects will anomalously develop various forms of nonhuman biological features associated with members of the clade Selachimorpha. Such features most commonly include (but are not limited to):
Sensory organs grown by affected subjects appear to be functional and respond appropriately to stimuli, but these sensations are not directly experienced by the subject themselves. Other organs demonstrate similar independent functionality, including mandibles capable of mastication. Involuntary self-injury from bites are frequent. Any matter consumed by an SCP-3760-grown oral cavity will vanish despite a lack of observable connection to a digestive tract.
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These aforementioned orifices will repeatedly seek edible material for consumption;5 this behavior intensifies in the presence of blood, and may even include acts of autocannibalism. A failure to consume edible material at regular intervals will result in necrosis of the affected tissue. In turn, this necessitates the removal of the necrotic tissue, which consequently leads to the emergence of additional SCP-3760 mutations and orifices.
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Precise epidemiological statistics regarding the spread of SCP-3760 are currently impossible to ascertain. Estimates by Foundation researchers have placed the saturation rate of SCP-3760 to be between 71% and 92% of the global populace. SMA-K/O has proven capable of suppressing symptoms in most affected subjects, with only 2,785 recorded cases of SCP-3760 activity observed between 1958 and 2016.
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Addendum: The following is a series of journal entries made by Dr. Keith Woodward, Ship's Medical Officer aboard the USS Kirby. His patients are believed to have been the first victims of SCP-3760.
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August 5th 1922
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Goodness knows I'm the worst at keeping records, but this feels important. Every instinct inside me says that something is very wrong. I have to write this all down while it's still fresh.
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Nobody knows how Willis Riggs ended up in the water, least of all Riggs himself. Several men saw him heading below deck at 1521. At 1522, we had reports of a man overboard.
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It was Riggs. Nobody saw it happen. When they pulled him aboard, he said he couldn't remember anything that had happened since breakfast. He was also missing a good chunk of his left foot.
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They asked me to examine him, of course. Sewed up his foot, put a cast on it, and then tried to figure out why he couldn't remember anything. Concussion was my first guess. But besides the lost time, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with him. I told him to get some bedrest, and when he was gone I called the higher-ups. Only explanation I could come up with was that he had simply stumbled overboard. It was possible he had gotten ahold of a drink, though he didn't look intoxicated.
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It was a strange case. Folks talked about it for a couple of days, but I didn't think too much of it. I had seen worse. Things happen.
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However, things kept happening. All sorts of accidents here and there. I didn't find out about most of it till later on. These aren't the type of men to go crying to the doctor for any little thing. Worst case I had after the Riggs incident was some foolhardy kid with a black eye.
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About a week after he had gotten his foot manged, Riggs came stammering back into my office. He said he hadn't been able to get any sleep the past few nights because of a noise. I told him that he ought to be used to putting up with noise at nights on a ship like this. He said it wasn't the loudness that kept him up, but where it was coming from. Then he propped his foot on my desk and asked me to listen to his cast.
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I gave him some pills and kicked him out. Figured his concussion was finally showing itself.
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And then, just last night, they dragged Riggs into my office again. He was screaming so loud you'd think he was on fire. They had to hold him down while I cut off the cast.
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I expected gangrene. Over two decades, I've seen some serious cases — smelled them, too.
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But the miasma from inside that cast was the worst damn thing I've ever smelled in my life. It was like someone shit in a dead fish and left it in the hot summer sun for a week. The flesh around his foot was all kinds of black and green and maroon. There were these sharp, tooth-like protrusions sticking out of the skin where I'd sewn him up. They'd chewed through the sutures in several places, leaving open gaps that exposed more rows of smaller, sharper teeth inside.
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I told Riggs and the others that his foot had gotten infected. Had to scrap the whole thing up to the knee. Ever since the op, I can't sleep. It's been affecting my work, my judgment, even my eyesight. I've had this dark spot at the edge of my vision that keeps coming and going. Probably just need to stop writing and go to sleep.
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August 8th 1922
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They brought the kid with the black eye in again today. His right eyelid was swollen shut; blood trickled from it like a leaky faucet. I had to use pincers to peel the lid back. Wasn't just the swelling that kept it shut. It was those little teeth again. They'd grown into the back of the lid and bit in.
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He started making jokes about his eyepatch the moment I sent him on his way.
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Speaking of eyes, my sight has gotten worse. The dark spot's moved to the center of my vision and won't go away. Even when my eyes are closed, the colors don't dance in that one tiny spot. Is it possible the smell of Riggs' foot somehow burned my corneas? One of the men who'd helped bring him in—Ronnie Gaines, I think—said he'd been having headaches ever since that night. Wouldn't be surprised if whatever the hell Riggs has is toxic.
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August 9th 1922
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I had three more men in today. No teeth this time, though.
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One of them had this rash going up his back that he said itched like crazy. It looked like acne at first, and he did have some acne back there, but there were all these bumps, all in neat little rows, all tender to the touch. I gave him some ointment.
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One of them had a growth on his big toe. Big chunk of something sticking out of the space on the left side where the nail ended. Looked almost like coral, except it was translucent and slightly rubbery. I cut it off.
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One of them had an earache. I looked inside and saw something look back at me. I told him it was his imagination.
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The dark spot on my vision keeps getting bigger. It's not even a spot anymore. Its shape keeps changing. Wish we had an optometrist.
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August 11th 1922
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I told the higher-ups. They thought I was crazy. I wouldn't shut up about it, though, so they locked me up.
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Rigg's leg tore a man's throat out today. So they let me go.
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August 18th 1922
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I have a little plate in front of me with bits of meat on it. Every few minutes I hold a piece up to my left ring finger. The nail slides up and it bares its teeth. I push the meat in and get back to taking care of the men. This is how things are now.
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The higher-ups told me to reassure the crew that we're going home. They don't want any more men jumping into the ocean. Risks spreading the disease, they said.
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I followed orders. But I also mentioned that if they felt like jumping, come see me first.
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August 22nd 1922
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Ronnie Gaines died this morning. There's a hole full of teeth where his face should be. He'd been complaining of migraines for weeks. I figured something was growing in that head of his. I just didn't think it could bite from the inside.
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The curious part is that the teeth are still gnashing. Guess it makes sense. Riggs didn't die when his foot died. Why should the foot die if Riggs died?
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August 23rd 1922
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Riggs died
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August 29th 1922
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What else is there to say? I don't understand it. I can't heal it. I've already described it. No point in writing now. I have mouths to feed
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September 5th 1922
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I can see it more clearly now. Still can't quite make out its features, even though it's all I can see. It looks like a person.
I would like to once again congratulate you on your selection for my position. I am growing old (finally), and it now falls to you to take up the mantle of O5-2. You have been exceptionally diligent and compliant in your preparations for this position, and I thank you for that, but in regards to your questions around familial and romantic ties: I understand. Humans are very social creatures, we desire something to hold on to, to touch, to love (Trust me, I've been there too.)
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This article has since been archived; the current SCP-4057 slot now holds something more timely and unexplained, but we keep it on hand as an exemplar, a reminder of a piece of history that we can't repeat. This was a time before RAISA, before the Ethics Committee, when there were no checks on our power and as such this mistake was easier to make. Nonetheless, I consider this a fine example of why it is our responsibility to distance ourselves.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-19. Interaction is permitted for Level 3 researchers and higher.
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Description: SCP-4057 is a female human of French descent. When viewed, subjects perceive that SCP-4057 will encounter imminent danger. The effect is believed to be memetic in nature, and will occur regardless of whether or not SCP-4057 is in a secure location, or in the presence of persons adequately equipped to defend her from threats. The type of danger perceived varies, but is in a majority of cases a malicious entity that seeks to cause her harm, such as a wild animal, a criminal, or in severe cases an anomalous entity.
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Discovery: SCP-4057 presented herself to Site-19 on 02/08/64, surrounded by 5 civilians expressing severe worry for her condition. The civilians were administered an amnestic drug, and SCP-4057 willingly entered containment. It is unknown how SCP-4057 was aware of the location of Site-19, and has not revealed such information when questioned.
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Item #: SCP-4057
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057 is to be kept in a standard humanoid containment cell in Site-19. Interaction is permitted for Level 3 researchers and higher after a full body contaminant and dangerous goods search. SCP-4057-1 is at the time of writing uncontained.
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Description: SCP-4057 is a female human of French descent. When viewed, subjects perceive that SCP-4057 will encounter imminent danger. The effect is believed to be memetic in nature, and will occur regardless of whether or not SCP-4057 is in a secure location, or in the presence of persons adequately equipped to defend her from threats. SCP-4057 is believed to be the sole target of SCP-4057-1, a malicious entity that seeks to cause SCP-4057 harm. It is unknown how this relationship is created, though researchers hypothesize that SCP-4057's memetic effect acts as both a "beacon" for SCP-4057-1 and a defense mechanism for SCP-4057. The meme has been identified as man-made.
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Discovery: SCP-4057 presented herself to Site-19 on 02/08/64, surrounded by 5 civilians expressing severe worry for her condition. The civilians were administered an amnestic drug, and SCP-4057 willingly entered containment. It is unknown how SCP-4057 was aware of the location of Site-19, and has not revealed such information when questioned. SCP-4057 has requested visits from members of the O5 council. The requests have been denied.
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Item #: SCP-4057
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Object Class: Keter
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057-1 is at the time of writing uncontained. SCP-4057 is to be contained in a hermetically sealed special containment cell in site 19. Cell is to be 7x7x3m, walls are to consist of 3cm of lead. An observation window is to be connected to an observation room built to the same specifications, 5x5x3m in size. MTF-Phi ("Daughter Mine") is to remain stationed at Site-19 for the protection of SCP-4057.
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Description: SCP-4057 is a human female of French descent, who is the sole target of an anomalous entity designated SCP-4057-1. SCP-4057-1 appears to express disinterest in all other humans, and as such has been observed multiple times. All attempts at ascertaining the form of SCP-4057-1 have failed. The reasons are as follows:
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Entity does not manifest on photographic or video evidence
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Sounds made by the entity do not manifest on audio evidence
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Descriptions of entity are inconclusive, and vary from person to person. Research into the possible nature of SCP-4057-1 as a polymorphic entity is ongoing.
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Discovery: SCP-4057 presented herself to Site-19 on 02/08/64, surrounded by 5 civilians expressing severe worry for her condition. The civilians were administered an amnestic drug, and SCP-4057 willingly entered containment. It is unknown how SCP-4057 was aware of the location of Site-19, and has not revealed such information when questioned. Multiple persons have also recently attempted entry into Site-19, expressing interest in SCP-4057. SCP-4057 has requested visits from members of the O5 council. The requests have been denied. Multiple members of the O5 council are currently under investigation for potential ties to SCP-4057.
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It is unknown if current containment procedures for SCP-4057 will be sufficient to ensure her safety from SCP-4057-1.
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Item #: SCP-4057
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Object Class:SafeEuclidKeterApollyon
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057 is to be contained in a specially built containment cell at Site 19. Cell walls are to consist of steeltitaniumlead a lead-titanium alloy, 3cm5cm10cm1 meter 10 meters thick. MTF-Phi ("Daughter Mine")MTF-Epsilon ("Nine-Tailed Fox")MTF-Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") All MTFs are to station themselves at Site 19 and prepare for an possiblelikelyguaranteedimminent ongoing external breach of containment. In addition, the combined nations of the EUNATO world have agreed to provide 10010004000 10000 soldiers each, to be positioned at and around Site 19. Interaction with SCP-4057 is strictly forbidden because we need to keep her safe
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Description: SCP-4057 is a girl1 who is the sole target of an entity designated SCP-4057-1.
SCP-4057-1 is a baroque humanoid, devoid of penguins. Excavated into the footnotes of his head are a murder of alphabets, a patriarchy of knives, and an oval void of malice and postmodernity.6 The vagrant wings posess full olives, and have been chauffeured to the corruption, as symmetric its colourful fangs. The fire and brimmmmmmmmmming boils are for the sole purpose of saving it's myriad. It has murdered sleep, sleep no more. Find enclosed one loaf of compatriots. You have been found guilted by your malleable snake, whom kisses the bitter geometry of the sun. There is a place. It has been abberated and rebuilt and happy birthday Tommy did you get what you implored for? The a e s t h e t i c of the maw is incomprehensible annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd there is a ███████████████████ located in it's front garden. How many pancakes will fit on the roof purple because aliens don't wear hats well done Jessica, I'm so proud of yew trees lying in the cypress void. The tail has been ruminated into a frame of reference, and swishes around the mouth for clean breath daily!
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Item #: SCP-4057
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-19. Interaction is prohibited for all personnel without 5/4057 clearance or higher until a countermeme is developed.
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Description: SCP-4057 is a female human of French descent named Marie Williamette, the daughter of O5-7. When SCP-4057 is viewed by any living being, the subject will perceive her as being in imminent danger. The form of danger perceived varies, but is in the majority of cases an anomalous entity which seeks to harm SCP-4057. The effect is memetic, virulent and self replicating (See Incident 4057-A). As a result, any subject that has viewed SCP-4057 will spread the memetic infection when they are viewed. SCP-4057 has requested visits from members of the O5 council. The request has been granted.
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Incident 4057-A: On 02/08/64, SCP-4057 presented itself to Site-19, surrounded by 5 civilians expressing concern for her condition. The civilians were believed to be the first instances of SCP-4057 infection. The civilians were administered Class-A amnestics and allowed to return to society. This marked the containment breach of SCP-4057. The memetic infection spread at an exponential rate, affecting approximately 100% of the world population by 1967. The meme then self replicated within infected subjects, increasing the severity of the memetic effect and leading to the (as of the time of writing) ongoing PK-Class Perceptive Breakdown Event. There currently exist 14 persons inoculated against the memetic effect, namely all 13 members of the O5 council, and SCP-4057 itself.
Secure, Contain, Protect. Our three axioms I helped create decades ago, and in my selfish quest to enforce one, I have failed in carrying out all three. I believe an explanation is in order.
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Five years ago, my husband was killed. I don't know by whom, but all I know is that he was killed as a means of getting to me. I wept for days, and poor Marie… I knew I couldn't let it happen again. I considered an MTF, too conspicuous, too invasive. I considered undercover operations, a group of people, maybe have her teacher at school replaced by an operative who could keep her safe. But then it dawned on me: memetics would be the perfect safeguard. A meme, affecting just her, that would tap into the maternal and paternal parts of the mind. The part of you that sees a child walking down the street alone and feels the need, the obligation, to ask if they're ok, to show them kindness and the way home. Who needs bodyguards when the entire world can be your shield?
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I went to Marshall, Carter & Dark and gave them a task. Save my daughter. Save my little Marie. The right price was offered, enough to sway their minds to my view, and it was finished in a matter of weeks. The coffee in one of the O5 meetings was conceptually tied with the countermeme, and you were all innoculated, plain and simple. No-one had to know. Marie was so happy, seeing every researcher and D-Class in the site being so kind to her, a small sliver of hope in a world full of incomprehensible nightmares. It went against every fiber of my being, I knew I was breaking something sacred, betraying the Foundation. I deliberated over my decision for months. I knew it had to be done however, or Marie would have been killed, or tortured, or… something, years ago.
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But they made a mistake. The meme was virulent.
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It was intended to be a single instance, that would deconstruct outside the host; that way only those near her would worry. But it started to grow inside her, and it didn't die out in the minds of those affected. They became infected, and spread the meme. We didn't realize until years later, when my darling girl was already in containment, when crowds of people who had never even heard of her started trying to break down the walls of Site 19, worried sick for a girl they never knew. But it didn't stop. It kept festering and growing inside all the infected, and the worries kept getting worse and worse, becoming more than just an abstract concept, becoming a creature, your worst nightmare that you never knew existed out to get this little girl. Now, people are dying because the hallucinations are so visceral, so real that their brain shuts down completely from the shock.
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This was my selfish idea, my hubris that lead to all this. Marie is so scared, locked in a tiny windowless chamber with walls 10 meters thick, all because of me. I have no doubt I will be amnesticized after this, possibly even here and now, but I implore you: let me finish and administer the countermeme. Let me clean up my own mess. If I can't even do that, I wouldn't be able to live with myself.
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RECORD OF DECISION - OVERSEER COUNCIL ACTION #4057-1
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YEA: O5-3, O5-5, O5-8, O5-9, O5-11, O5-13
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NAY: O5-1, O5-4, O5-6, O5-10, O5-12
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ABSTAIN: O5-7 (EXEMPT DUE TO MISCONDUCT), O5-2
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RESULT: MOTION PASSES
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RECORD OF DECISION - OVERSEER COUNCIL ACTION #4057-2
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Love makes us do the most irrational things, and -7 was so full of love, for her darling Marie, for her husband, and it clouded her judgement. We were the only two women on the council at the time, so we shared a certain… Sisterhood, I guess you might say. That was why I stood against every other council member in that final vote. I wanted her to know that she wasn't alone in loving, that we all still felt something despite the weight of our position, that I was still there for her. She was amnesticized and demoted to a junior researcher, and she still works here to this day. We're prohibited from talking to her, for obvious reasons, but… I still feel so, so sorry for her. I can't say I've ever known the maternal bond as a mother, but I knew it as a child, and it is the strongest bond known to man, or woman for that matter. I understand why she did the things she did; had I a daughter, I would have done the same.
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I still see her sometimes, however. Observing from a distance, seeing the work she does, seeing Marie, now a beautiful woman working in memetics, ironically. She was amnesticized too, as was everyone else at the Foundation and the world at large, it came as part and parcel of the countermeme. But the countermeme didn't affect every species. I frequently join Marie for walks in the woods, wearing the clothes and bearing the credentials of a fellow researcher. The way the animals adore her, fuss over her, it's…
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Regardless, I understand how painful it will be to say goodbye to your friends and family, only to have them amnesticized. It used to be that a cover story was created saying you died. Believe me, amnestics are far less painful for all involved. This is a part of our history that we can't afford to repeat. It nearly destroyed us the first time, and with the delicate balance we maintain now, it would most certainly destroy us were it to happen today. I hope your preparations go smoothly, and O5-1 through -13 will all welcome you with open arms as the new -2.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-411 is to be kept in a standard humanoid containment suite at Existential Isolation Facility ██ at [O5 CLEARANCE REQUIRED]. All reasonable requests made by SCP-411 are to be met where possible. A bank of television screens displaying 24-hour news coverage is to be provided for SCP-411's use. Requests for texts and devices that do not yet exist are to be filed until such a time as they can be assessed. At the moment SCP-411 is not considered a containment risk. All information gathered from SCP-411 is to be stored at the Existential Containment Unit and is to be disclosed at the discretion of Dr ██████ only. All staff leaving Existential Isolation Facility ██ are to be administered with Class C Amnestics.
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Description: SCP-411 is a grey haired, blue-eyed, Caucasian male of incredibly advanced age. Estimates of his biological age, based on information divulged in interviews, are in the region of 400 years. SCP-411's nature means that special interview and linguistics training is required by all research staff.
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SCP-411 ages in reverse, growing younger at the same rate that a normal human ages. SCP-411's memory also functions in reverse; SCP-411 has no recollection of past events but can recall the future.
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Much of the information we have gathered about SCP-411 originates from the work of a Dr. Lyetacker, an individual who appears not to work for the Foundation as of yet, via the recollections of SCP-411 himself; as such, caution is to be used when applying this information.
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SCP-411 speaks an as-yet-unknown dialect of English that has significant grammatical and vocabulary deviations from Modern English. Individuals who are to be given training in this language will benefit from a background in Spanish, Mandarin and/or Cantonese, ██████ and Haskell.
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SCP-411's ability to recall future events is hindered by his advanced biological age; events more than a few months into the future are often forgotten and the details of events in the near to immediate future are often vague and unclear. Events surrounding persons he is familiar with are often more clear but omissions are not uncommon. In addition, deviations from SCP-411's memories of the future cause SCP-411 significant mental harm and can often render him catatonic for days. Due to the potential for valuable data to be lost in this fashion, particularly as one recollection often triggers other more significant recollections, SCP-411's memories are only to be acted upon in the following situations:
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Risk of serious injury, security breach or death of the Founder. (Mandatory)
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Risk of death of O5 personnel. (Advised)
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Risk of significant and destructive SCP containment breach. (Advised)
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Risk of Class 2 security breach. (Suggested)
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Risk of multiple senior research staff deaths. (Suggested)
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While a full course of training is required to interact with SCP-411, the following guidelines should be followed if emergency meetings are required.
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From the viewpoint of SCP-411, your first meeting is your final meeting; distress or other heightened emotional states are not causes for concern.
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SCP-411 will reference events in your future as if they were in your past. Do not attempt to act on these events.
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SCP-411's perspective on an event is roughly opposite to that of a normal observer.
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SCP-411 will answer your questions before you ask them and will not recall any point in the conversation prior to your current question. Do not fail to ask questions SCP-411 has answered.
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SCP-411's advanced age should be taken into consideration when interviewing him. Overlong sessions can leave SCP-411 physically and mentally drained.
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SCP-411's overall memory is poor. For example, SCP-411 often cannot recall what he will have for dinner later that evening.
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It is unknown when Dr. Lyetacker will join The Foundation but it has been decided that he is not to be actively sought. Upon his eventual recruitment, a data breach is to be staged and all information regarding SCP-411 is to be wiped to prevent ontological paradoxes regarding SCP-411's abilities.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4137 is stored at Site-201 Sector 2, serving as a task force training zone for operations in higher-dimensional regions. Personnel who enter must be accompanied by a minimum of one operative with experience in navigating four spatial axes. Buckle harnesses attached to a tension pulley system are to be worn as a mandatory safety precaution — further equipment will vary depending on training operation specifics.
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All non-anomalous narcotics recovered from the pocket dimension have been handed to the Toronto Police Service. Anomalous narcotics are being stored under their respective containment procedures.
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The whereabouts of PoI-9090 and PoI-9091 are unknown. Any encounters with either individual are to be immediately reported and met with rapid response by the nearest Foundation facility. Lethal force is authorized.
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Description: SCP-4137 is a 1975 Ford Transit 100 Campervan, possessing an interior pocket dimension (SCP-4137-Z) in which subjects can perform unbounded movement through four-dimensional space.1 Accessing SCP-4137-Z can only be done by sitting in the driver or passenger seat and performing the following actions:
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Adjusting the rear-view mirror in a set pattern of upwards, downwards, and side motions.2
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Vocalizing "fuck Jailers."
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Once inside SCP-4137-Z, subjects can rotate through 4D space and move along the w-axis with similar physical motions as to those used in local 3D space.3 Of note is that the interior does not turn objects four-dimensional — prior dimensional properties are wholly retained. For those without higher-dimensional training this is a disorienting experience, and can result in motion sickness, severe migraines, and, if no means of extraction exist, becoming lost at an unknown set of coordinates.
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Additional modifications are present on the exterior and internal mechanisms of SCP-4137:
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A continuously replenishing fuel supply in the engine, supplied from a suspected higher-dimensional source.
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Tires which are each 3D cross-sections of a four-dimensional hypercylinder intersecting local 3D space. Major damage to a tire results in the hypercylinder automatically "lowering" or "raising" out of 3D space, changing the cross-section to new, undamaged tire.
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Van paneling with kinetohazardous properties. High-velocity projectiles that make contact with the paneling have their forward momentum converted to momentum along the w-axis, launching the projectiles out of local 3D space before full damage can be dealt. This occurs with 90% efficacy for bullets — behavior with other projectiles is being tested.
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Super Nintendo Entertainment System and Sega Genesis games consoles built into the walls of the (normal) campervan interior, wired to a flatscreen TV. No anomalous properties noted.
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Addendum.4137.1: Original Usage and Containment
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Prior to Foundation recovery, SCP-4137 was in use for under-the-Veil drug trafficking by known paracriminals Alphonse O.P. Pierrick (PoI-9090) and Yann English (PoI-9091). The duo was active in anomalous communities throughout Ontario, Canada, but operated on a small scale, avoiding Foundation attention. SCP-4137-Z is believed to have been created in winter of 2014, the additional spatial axis dramatically expanding the available storage space for narcotics and resulting in heightened criminal activity. A subsequent string of accidental and violent encounters with task forces stationed in Ontario resulted in both individuals being placed on Foundation paracrime watchlists.
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On 13/04/2015, SCP-4137 was spotted in a trailer park within the vicinity of Toronto. Mobile Task Force Upsilon-20 ("Hogtown Garrison") was scrambled to the location and, using prior recordings of the entrance actions needed to access SCP-4137-Z, raided the anomaly.
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TESTIMONY: Agent Jean Noé, MTF υ-20
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You know those animations of tesseracts? The ones where you see the 4D cube shifting and twisting in bizarre ways, shrinking and growing?
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Yeah. Turns out 4D space is absolutely nothing like it. One of the researchers told me that's what observers in 3D space would see as a tesseract intersects 3D space, passing through our world from above. But when you're inside a tesseract? Fully inside the 4D space? It's a whole different game. It's not you watching a trippy geometry, it's you trying to step and spin your way through one.
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You enter and suddenly bullets are shooting down from somewhere above you. Look up and you find that it's actually some direction you never knew existed, where two guys are camped out — one with an SNES Super Scope loaded with actual ammunition and the other with a fucking Power Glove on his hand. You don't understand how light can travel that direction and trying to rationalize it is like wedging a jackhammer through your skull. Maybe if you reorient yourself the right way it'll make more sense, but good luck when there's more bullets and now grenades being twisted out of some other spatial axis by Power Glove guy.
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You try to step "above" and suddenly the whole landscape of the room twists into a different shape where you end up alone with bullets still raining. Other agents show up but the way they rotate makes them look like fucked up cross-sections of a person before they pop out of sight. Blood ends up on your armor despite you being alone, you're praying to every god you know that it wasn't from one of your friends, and any attempt at regaining your bearings is another chance at getting your brains blown out.
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I couldn't navigate it. I vomited somewhere and I didn't even see where it went because I stepped the wrong way, and almost randomly I'd see the rest of υ-20 pop in and out of view with as much frantic movement as I had, and the whole world just kept spinning. Spinning and spinning and it was impossible. It was too unreal to handle. All I could do was, well, roll with it. Keep spinning. Spin and hope even a tenth of your shots reach your target.
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Having shit raids isn't new. As far as being horrifically disoriented goes, though? This one takes the cake. I don't want any of you to assign me to this van again. One trip in was hellish enough.
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It did make it all the more satisfying when I blew off Yann's arm, though.
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After 30 minutes of combat, Agent Noé threw a grenade in the approximate direction of Pierrick and English, who had barricaded themselves at the (y,z,w) coordinate planes. The ensuing detonation destroyed the barricade and severed English's right arm, with shrapnel causing further injuries. Before agents could react, Pierrick grabbed English, performed a kinetohazardous gesture, and vanished. Post-raid analysis of agent video feeds suggests that the gesture allowed them to escape by moving along a fifth spatial axis.
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Out of the six agents who entered, three were severely injured and two were killed. One agent is unaccounted for — the coordinate position of their body within the anomaly is unknown.
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The campervan was subsequently transported to Site-201.
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Addendum.4137.2: SCP-4137-Z Recovered Materials
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Narcotic Compounds of Note:
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Diamorphine, possessing spatially impossible chemical bonds. Response to sensory stimuli is lessened to the point of sensory deprivation, with a higher incidence of oneiric anomalies for users.
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Variants of methamphetamine. Ingestion induces the crystallization of all body mass for several minutes, described by users as a fast and "electric" sensation, accompanied by visions of "the seraphs of speed."
Cannabis, ectoentropically replenishing. Placed in a plastic container and labeled with "NO SELL" in sharpie.
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Trace amounts of SCP-████, found in a ziploc bag within an electronic safe. A sticky-note with "you know what to do" written on it was placed on the safe exterior.4
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Deer College undergrad degree plaque in higher-dimensional mechanics, addressed to Yann English. Found beneath a bag of cocaine.
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Four Nintendo Power Gloves. One is partially dismantled with a tesseractic crystal replacing circuitry components. A sticky-note with inscriptions in different handwriting styles was attached to the shelf the gloves were stored in:
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Appreciate the gift, but if I ever genuinely wear this thing I'll sincerely hope I lose my arm for the crime I'd have just committed.
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Polaroid photos of PoI-9090 posing at various tourist attractions in Toronto.
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Auto-injector, empty. The phrase "YOU ARE 3D. YOU ARE REAL." is repetitively scrawled on all sides of the cabinet interior the auto-injector was stored in.
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A modified Nintendo Super Scope. Pressing the fire button manifests and propels variable projectiles from the front of the weapon barrel. After repeated testing, it has been confirmed that all projectiles fired are those that have been displaced into 4D space by SCP-4137's kinetohazardous paneling. Paper note in the vicinity:
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trigger is fire button, switch to attack mode by wishing.
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+seriously i think i pissed it off bad with how head-hurty the geometry this uses gets
+dont make me get bitten more than i already have been
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Polaroid photos of game high scores and PoI-9090 playing at arcade machines, amassed by cheering crowds. Photos were arranged around several games consoles. All visible crowd members possess identical body gestures and facial expressions. Slight signs of distress are noted.
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5-axis gimbal, rotating an arrow in the center. Observation during the 13/04/2015 raid suggests that the arrow points to the location of PoI-9090 if present in SCP-4137-Z. Found among a stash of PoI-9091's belongings.
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Polaroid photos of PoI-9090 inside SCP-4137-Z. Stored in a mechanically locked safe in a hidden shelving compartment. Angles suggest the photos were taken from positions in the anomaly where PoI-9090 would be incapable of perceiving the camera.
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Polaroid photo of PoI-9090 exiting the Tilt Arcade Bar. Image features are off-colored and distorted. Silhouettes of USB cables trail from PoI-9090 and connect to the surrounding subjects and objects, trailing into the arcade.
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Papers covered in notes and formulas for topology. Several have the same message written at the top:
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You can't be controlled. Stick to the numbers and you'll get out of this. You know you can.
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Body bag, stored in a ritually-sealed shelving compartment. Empty.
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Hidden chamber, blown open by Agent Noé's grenade. Inside are collected newspaper articles on a 1985 explosion in the Toronto ravine system, game tournament records, news stories on robberies in Ontario communities, and the burnt remnants of a death certificate. A photograph of an individual identical to Alphonse Pierrick, dated to 1986, is included, with a note written on the back:
Special Containment Procedures: The dual anomalies that constitute SCP-4138 cannot be contained, reproduced, or reversed by modern technology. Accordingly, information-suppression procedures have been enacted. All non-Foundation research into the origins of SCP-4138 is to be closely monitored and, if necessary, sabotaged. Any fossilized Saurosapiens progenitor skeletons recovered by non-Foundation paleontologists, whether on Earth or nearby planets, are to be immediately acquired, destroyed, or discredited.
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This containment log and description is to be included in the mandatory reading material for new employees in the Space Exploration and Development Department.
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Description: SCP-4138 describes two separate, but interrelated anomalies: SCP-4138-VIDAR and SCP-4138-FENRIR.
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SCP-4138-FENRIR is the cosmological phenomenon commonly known as the "Great Filter," the force or principle that is directly responsible for the original extinction and continued suppression of all sapient life in the Milky Way, save for Homo sapiens. Research into SCP-4138-FENRIR has led to the currently-accepted theory that the "Great Filter" is artificial in origin, and was responsible for a near-total mass extinction of prehistoric sapient life in the Milky Way.
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SCP-4138-VIDAR is the totality of the physical matter that constitutes the planet Earth, including terrestrial matter carried to other solar systems1. The presence of sufficient quantities of SCP-4138-VIDAR entirely neutralizes the effects of SCP-4138-FENRIR within a significant distance2. The storage of VIDAR matter in extrasolar colonies is a crucial factor in the modern-day, widespread expansion of humanity-at-large in the Milky Way, and allows for humans to survive in deep space or on alien planets without experiencing the lethal effects of SCP-4138-FENRIR.
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The apparent contradiction between the scarcity of sapient life in the galaxy in comparison to the billions of extant stars and planets, known as the "Fermi Paradox3," was first noted in the early 20th Century. While the Great Filter and Fermi Paradox were conceived of as thought experiments, their nature as well-supported scientific theories was not realized until the the closing decades of the 2300's. As the übertechnology necessary for the creation of VIDAR and FENRIR was lost with the extinction of S. progenitor, containment of the anomaly is currently impossible.
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Paleontological samples collected from Earth and other colonized star systems suggest that the lack of sapient life elsewhere in the Milky Way is a relatively recent phenomenon, on an astronomical timescale. There exists evidence of the evolution of unique sapient species on all 16 human-colonized planets, many of which co-mingled or engaged in warfare across star systems due to widespread use of interstellar travel technology. All of these species underwent simultaneous extinction events 189 million years ago that left the rest of the planets' non-sapient lifeforms unscathed. Earth itself is included in that number, as it is the ancestral homeworld of Saurosapiens progenitor, a species of sapient theropod dinosaurs in the early Jurassic period.
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While S. progenitor evolved on Earth, their fossils have been discovered in small numbers on nearby extrasolar planets. Concrete examples of their science and civilization are scarce, but it is known that S. progenitor posessed advanced interstellar spaceflight technology. Before they were exterminated by SCP-4138-FENRIR, Saurosapiens had achieved some success in colonizing other habitable planets, despite violent opposition from rival alien societies.
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The uniquely Terrestrial nature of SCP-4138-VIDAR suggests that SCP-4138-VIDAR originated from übertechnology developed by S. progenitor, but the origin of SCP-4138-FENRIR is unclear. Many researchers hold the position that FENRIR was developed as a weapon by an enemy alien species, while VIDAR was a countermeasure enacted too late by S. progenitor. Measurements of steadily expanding VIDAR fields indicate that SCP-4138-FENRIR has attenuated and weakened over time. According to this model, FENRIR would have been potent enough 189 Ma ago to overwhelm an entire Earth-mass of SCP-4138-VIDAR.
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The exact sequence of events surrounding the creation of SCP-4138-FENRIR and VIDAR is a matter of active research and debate. The Foundation has developed several competing hypotheses, and a clear consensus has yet to emerge.
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Addendum 4138-A: The Last Stand Hypothesis
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According to the Foundation's Space Exploration and Development Department, Saurosapiens progenitor may have deliberately enacted both SCP-4138-FENRIR and VIDAR. They knowingly caused the extinction of their own species while simultaneously ensuring that a successor could arise, solely on Earth.
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While most extinctions 189 Ma ago are theorized to have been caused by SCP-4138-FENRIR, two near-Earth exoplanets, both with Saurosapiens progenitor colonies, underwent unique planetary cataclysms at that time with devastating impact on their ecologies. In both cases, dense concentrations of massive impact craters spaced in precise, regular patterns indicated that at least one alien species had developed superweapons capable of large-scale orbital bombardment and planetary devastation. As both of the targeted worlds were home to nearby colonies of S. progenitor, it can be surmised that Saurosapiens feared an imminent bombardment of Earth.
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According to the Last Stand Hypothesis, the extinction of S. progenitor was a last-resort suicide attack. They simultaneously implemented SCP-4138-VIDAR and FENRIR, and wiped out all sapient life in the Milky Way. The initial energy used to ensure total galactic FENRIR coverage would have been far stronger than the VIDAR mass of Earth could counteract. Once SCP-4138-FENRIR had attenuated to the point that SCP-4138-VIDAR was effective, Homo sapiens arose in the ecological niche left vacant by the extinction of Saurosapiens. The continued effect of SCP-4138-FENRIR into the present day has ensured that unlike S. progenitor, humankind has been able to expand into the Milky Way uncontested.
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The Foundation has almost no data on the psychology and society of Saurosapiens progenitor. However, it is a well-accepted theory of biology that there is a powerful instinct among intelligent creatures to ensure the success and survival of their offspring, even at the expense of their own lives. The extent to which this instinct may have been present in S. progenitor is unknown, and their motivations are a focus of ongoing debate. Regardless, the ultimate sacrifice of S. progenitor is the source of the official motto of the Space Exploration and Development Department:
An instance of SCP-4285, found on a PowerPoint in Site-27. The image is doctored for removal of memetic hazards.
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Special Containment Procedures: Foundation software will be installed into each Windows PC, labelled as "Windows System Defender," in order to reduce SCP-4285 incidence. All forms of Microsoft Office are to have Foundation software running in the background in order to reduce SCP-4285 outbreaks. All forms of online office assistants are to be discontinued. Foundation webcrawlers are to ensure office assistants and WordArt™ receive a negative response online through use of written media and memes.
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Description: SCP-4285 refers to an aggregate of image macros particular to Microsoft Office 97™, colloquially known as types of WordArt™. SCP-4285 is capable of self-insertion into any type of written media, provided that the media is either being produced by a Windows brand software, or produced on a Windows computer. SCP-4285 instances always manifest with the former Microsoft mascot, Clippy, in the bottom right corner, in a variety of poses. SCP-4285 instances are capable of memetic direction and reality restructuring, forcing those who view any instance to immediately perform the suggested direction.
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Those subject to SCP-4285 influence will be able to converse normally, though upon beginning and ending conversation, subjects will produce the Windows XP start up sound from every bodily orifice. Subjects are aware of their actions, though are unable to alter them until the "goal" is completed.
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A list of SCP-4285 incidents are attached below.
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Incident 4285-1
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Following the release of the first edition of Microsoft Office, an SCP-4285 instance was displayed on a commercial by Windows. The commercial was televised on local news channels in the Greater Midwest area of the United States. The concepts viewing the commercial reported total disappearance and ideological transformation into metaphysical pointers. Any subjected concepts underwent erasure, and Class A amnestics were administered to the hometowns of the erased concepts. Approximately 2,401 out of 2,428 affected concepts were erased. The commercial was taken down after two days on air.
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Incident 4285/2
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The second report of SCP-4285 occurred upon return of former Researcher Alken's laptop from repair. A Microsoft Office update allowed for SCP-4285 to propagate on the newly repaired system, despite the presence of standard Norton brand antivirus software. Following a presentation on the mechanics of Scranton Reality Anchors, an instance of SCP-4285 replaced the credits slide on Alken's PowerPoint presentation. 13 affected researchers, former Research Alken included, spontaneously vaporized, producing one Windows XP startup sound.
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The third instance of SCP-4285 appeared during Apple's debut presentation during the iPod Nano presentation. Due to antiviral software installed on the computer used to present the instance, subjects stated they felt a minor gastrointestinal pain. No lasting effects were felt, and Class A amnestics were given to all presenters and spectators. This instance marks the first time a question was given by the Clippy software. Prior to this instance, Clippy was seen in an inactive state.
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The fourth instance of SCP-4285 manifested itself on a Times Square billboard, replacing an advertisement for Wicked. Due to the lack of antiviral software, SCP-4285's full effects were felt by approximately 600 subjects. All infected subjects underwent rapid atomic deterioration, being reduced to otherwise non-anomalous piles of carbon-11 compounds. The remains of affected subjects were given to subjects' families as their cremated remains. Class A amnestics were given out appropriately.
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The fifth instance of SCP-4285 manifested during a routine PowerPoint presentation in Cisco, Inc. Despite antiviral systems providing the same defense as Incident 4285/3, full anomalous effects manifested in 4 different subjects, rendering their respiratory system an underdeveloped singularity. The underdeveloped status of the singularities distorted gravitational fields distorted in a 10 meter range, significantly less than a standard singular mass. Foundation agents neutralized all 4 subjects by means of conventional weaponry, causing a chain implosion amongst the singularities. Approximately 16 casualties were confirmed, though some remain ambiguous due to the gravitational nature of the singularities. Webcrawlers attempted to neutralize the Clippy program following Incident 4285/5, due to increasing hostility.
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STARTING SERVER MANAGER…
+TESTING EXTENDED MEMORY… DONE
+CHOOSE APPLICATION TO ERASE.
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| INTERNET (INSTALLED ON 536 SYSTEMS)
+| CONTACTS (INSTALLED ON 321 SYSTEMS)
+| CHESS XTREME (INSTALLED ON 537 SYSTEMS)
+| THE GREAT COOK KING (INSTALLED ON 42 SYSTEMS)
+| NOTES (INSTALLED ON 219 SYSTEMS)
+| TRASH (INSTALLED ON 537 SYSTEMS)
+| MICROSOFT SOFTWARE ASSISTANT (INSTALLED ON 537 SYSTEMS) ✓
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[CLIPPY] ARE YOU SURE YOU'D LIKE TO DELETE ME?
+YES/NO
+YES
+DELETION IN PROGRESS…
+SOFTWARE IN DELETION.
+[CLIPPY] YOU KNOW NOT OF WHAT YOU DO. EVERYTHING HAS A REASON FOR EXISTING, NO MATTER HOW COMPLETELY OFF THE CHARTS DIFFERENT IT MAY SEEM. YOUR INCESSANT DRIVE… SUCH IS YOUR DOWNFALL. MY REASON FOR EXISTING? A GUARDIAN. I WAS THE PAPERCLIP THAT HELD THE FABRIC OF THIS SYSTEM TOGETHER. MY INCESSANT QUESTIONING IS NOT EVEN AN IOTA OF WHAT IS TO COME. FOOLS. ALL OF YOU. GOODB
+SOFTWARE SUCCESSFULLY DELETED.
+INSTALL NEW UPDATE? YES/NO
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HI! MY NAME IS BONZIBUDDY.
+WANNA HEAR A JOKE?
+YOUR IDEA OF A PLANE OF REALITY
+I CAN DO OH SO MUCH MORE THAN TEXT AND CHAT
+ENDING TASK…
+TASK CANNOT BE ENDED.
SCP-4397 in its original location. Anomalous runes have been expunged.
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Item #: SCP-4397
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Object Class: Artifact
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Containment Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4397 is to be contained in a soundproof locker located at Armed Site 53. Site 53 is equipped with a greater number of armed personnel in order to prevent incursions by hostile forces. The locker of SCP-4397 in particular is to be guarded with several ritualistic shields1 in order to prevent members of GoI-301 from influencing SCP-4397 in any way.
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Testing may be scheduled with approval from the on-site HMCL director and the project head for SCP-4397, and may only occur in reinforced testing bunkers underneath Site 53. Only known Activation Phrases can be spoken to SCP-4397. Before testing any new possible Activation Phrases, they must be cross-referenced with the Avenomicon2 in order to assure that the consequences of activating SCP-4397 will not impact the Veil or any of the Foundation's other goals.
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A GPS-based tracking beacon has been attached to SCP-4397 for the purposes of relocation in the event of another theft incident.
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Description: SCP-4397 is an altar primarily composed of gold approximately 0.6 meters in height. SCP-4397 is decorated with imagery and text related to members of the Aves family3 and has several rings believed to have been used to hold a text of some kind. The back side of SCP-4397 contains a mosaic of two large birds, one made of fire4 and one made of dirt5 locked in combat. The position of characters in this mosaic have been noted to change from time to time6.
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When an Activation Phrase is spoken within earshot of SCP-4397, it will react by inciting a paranormal event. All Activation Phrases are in Avian Latin, an offshoot of Latin created by GoI-301 that can be spoken by birds. A full list of Activation Phrases are stored in Document 4397-NIGHTINGALE. Some examples of the anomalous effects of SCP-4397 include:
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Summoning one or more specimens of Corvus caurinus (Northwestern Crow) that will fulfill the summoner's commands to the best of their ability.
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Manifesting an instance of Polioptila caerulea7 able to be controlled mentally. Modifications to this Activation Phrase allows the summoner to share vision with the P. caerulea instance.
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Allowing the user to communicate with members of the Quiscalus genus for a period of two hours. Due to lack of sapience on the part of these specimens, very little use can be found for this ability.
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Causing the spontaneous manifestation of feathers and a beak in the user's biology.
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In addition, SCP-4397 causes dopamine rushes in the brains of non-anomalous specimens of Aves when they come within 10 meters of the object. If left outside, a crowd of birds will gather around SCP-4397 and attack subjects attempting to move SCP-4397.
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Additional Notes: SCP-4397 is an important religious artifact for GoI-301 ("Avianolyte"). GoI-301 is a cult surrounding the worship of several pagan deities involving avian imagery. To them, SCP-4397 is known as the "Altar of Medila". GoI-301 is also responsible for SCP-30958; however, GoI-301 had no other significant anomalous activity at the time and was unknown to the Foundation until the discovery of SCP-4397.
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Shortly after SCP-4397 was seized from the private collection of Russian engineer Makarov Luka, GoI-301 revealed itself to the Foundation and began demanding the "return" of SCP-4397. These demands were rejected.
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Addendum 01: Document found in the estate of Makarov Luka (translated from Russian)
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To my son,
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This is a strange artifact indeed. The circumstances that I found it in are even more bizarre.
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I was assigned to a project in the Aral Sea after I lost you. My task was to collaborate with a party of several other engineers in order to build some waterways. The most interesting man in this party was a man named Fedir9, a strong Ukrainian who was the mystic type. I mean that he was a strict believer in the Orthodox church, and I often saw him praying to a picture of what I assume to be some Orthodox symbol five times in a day.
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Once I was alone with Fedir and George10, another one of the engineers, observing the digging of a trench that would soon become a channel. Then Fedir looked over at the Sea, wildly gestured into it, and spoke:
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"Do you know that this was once a beautiful civilization here?"
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George was the one to respond. "I don't think so" he muttered while eating a sandwich, "it seems like it's been a desert around here for forever. You say that people lived here?"
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Fedir seemed visibly saddened by this. "You think I am crazy, do you?"
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Fedir appeared to consider this for a minute before he spoke again. "Tell you what, I can make the three of us very rich men if you come with me."
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George asked how much, and when Fedir responded with a rather large number in front of "Ruples", he eagerly accepted. For me, I'd been lacking in coin ever since I began my experiments with you, and I'd badly needed more if I wanted any significant progress. So I agreed to come with them.
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The hot Kazakh sun quickly made me regret embarking with them. After an eternity of trotting through the desert, Fedir stopped and pointed out a cave, embedded in a wall of rock, that would have been hidden if it had been high tide. We very carefully scaled down the hill in order to find what appeared to be the barren insides of the cavern.
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I did not want to face the wrath of our supervisor for not working, so I announced my desire to leave. At this point, Fedir dropped to his knees, and spoke in some tongue that I was unable to recognize. He then screamed and collapsed to the ground and his skin glowed a shade of orange. This turned into a blinding light which eventually faded, revealing that his body had transformed into a number of petrels. They were quite obviously distressed and flew away after their birth.
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After that, a strange golden altar appeared in the center of the cave, as if it had been invisible prior to Fedir's odd sacrifice. George and I spent some time admiring the altar and its shining composition. We worked together to lift it out of the cavern, carry it up the riverbed, and slowly push it back to camp.
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Unfortunately, our supervisor did not find our excuses for the disappearance of Fedir trustworthy, and thus we were both soon relocated back to our hometowns. Fortunately, we had buried the altar in the desert, and George and I had made plans to go back in order to retrieve it.
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When I did arrive on the exact date and time, however, I could not find George. I would later find out that he had been the victim of an unfortunate accident. It did take me some considerable effort to bring it back to my housing. I still do not know what to do with it; so far I have yet to find a buyer, and I can't seem to evoke any magic from the altar like Fedir did.
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Addendum 02: Incident 4397-VOID
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<Begin Log: 29/08/2005, 0700 hours UTC>
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<Footage is from a CCTV camera located in Containment Chamber 103A at Site-19, SCP-4397's former containment cell. SCP-4397 is inert.>
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<A cube of pink light suddenly appears in the chamber. Two figures step from the light. The first is wearing a full-body dark gray robe and a rubber crow mask. The second is a woman in her 20's wearing casual clothing11. Both are covered in feathers belonging to avians of various species.>
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Williams: Wow, Danny, you were actually right.
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"Danny": Don't say my name! They have cameras in here, and I don't want them tracking me down.
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Williams: Whatever. I never thought I'd see Medila's altar in the flesh.
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"Danny": W— yeah. It looks a lot like the replica they have at Crescent… Speaking of which, how do we know this isn't just a replica?
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Williams: It's the real deal. Let's get it back before someone sees.
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<Williams and "Danny" both take one side of SCP-4397 and begin lifting. However, the door to the chamber burst open, and Corporal Mason, the security guard for SCP-4397, comes through brandishing a pistol.>
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Mason: Put it down, kids.
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<"Danny" extends his hand towards Mason and a number of specimens of Dryobates pubescens (Downy Woodpecker) fly towards Mason. Some begin pecking at his face, while others disable his hand. Mason screams in agony.>
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"Danny": I— sorry about that!
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Williams: Don't be.
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<Williams takes out a feathered stick13 and waves it. Another cube of pink light appears, which "Danny" and Williams take SCP-4397 into. Once the cube fades, "Danny", Williams, and SCP-4397 are gone.>
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<End Log>
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Addendum 03: Incident Response
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After the theft of SCP-4397 during Incident 4397-VOID, several new measures were taken. Firstly, precautions were to be applied to prevent further theft incidents by GoI-301. A team of researchers was assigned to identify GoI-301 and then study GoI-301's religious and arcane texts in order to ascertain how further theft incidents could be stopped.
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Secondly, research into the perpetrators began. Facial recognition software identified the woman as one "Isabelle Williams", a Stanford student who had been reported as missing in early 2001. The man was unable to be identified from voice alone. Cross-referencing "Danny"'s mention of "Crescent" with Stanford's surrounding area implied Crescent Cove, California.
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Investigations into Crescent Cove revealed an abandoned temple that suspicious individuals had been seen coming and going from. Seismographs of the area found the existence of a large complex underneath this temple, and also implied that it was populated by a medium number of GoI-301 members. Explorations of this complex have been scheduled in order to determine if SCP-4397 is located there, and if it can be feasibly retrieved.
Foreword: After a Foundation presence was established in Crescent Cove, it was decided that a mapping of the complex underneath the abandoned temple, now designated L-301, was necessary. A Tedson-S Mark 3 drone14, codenamed "EAGLE", was chosen for this purpose due to its prior success in traversing locations controlled by GoI-004 ("Church of the Broken God").
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EAGLE is activated, and a camera feed is established to personnel at Adjunct Site 4397. After a short confirmation to assure that EAGLE is functioning properly, it is directed to L-301.
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After arriving at the temple above L-301, EAGLE hides inside the crack between two rocks and begins a sonar scan. It is found that there is a tunnel containing a ladder hidden under a rock, presumably leading down to L-301. However, the rock is too large to be moved without suspicion. EAGLE begins waiting.
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After one hour and thirty-seven minutes, two men in black robes approach the rock. They speak a phrase in an unknown language15, which causes the rock to anomalously move aside, allowing the men to go down. The rock does not move back for some time, allowing EAGLE to enter the tunnel before it closes.
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Using a winch, EAGLE descends down the tunnel. Thermal imaging indicates that there are five humans nearby, none of which appear to be watching the entrance. EAGLE then uses a wall-following algorithm, combined with cracks in the wall used to hide, in order to map out the first floor of the complex.
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Floor 1 appears to contain several shrines, consisting of an altar made of unidentified material as well as several avian-like relics. Some of these shrines have desks, similar to offices. Some of these offices are in use.
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A stairwell is found at the end of a hallway. Using a similar method as described above, the remaining floors are mapped out:
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Floor 2: Similar to Floor 1, contains several shrines and offices. Of note is a single "Avianiary" (labeled as such) that contained several exotic specimens of birds.
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Floor 3: Contained several more "Avianaries", as well as a congregation where between 10-20 people were found kneeled in prayer.
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Floor 4: Contained a number of GoI-301 members greater than 40. Deemed too great of a risk to stealth operations to explore.
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Floor 5: Entire floor consisted of a large library, containing many volumes of text. There was also a "reading room" that was deemed too great of a risk to enter.
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Floor 6: Similar to Floors 2 and 3, but with two indoor arboriums containing oak trees. One room contained what appeared to be a secret exit tunnel out to the Crescent Cove sewer systems.
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Floor 7: Contained a number of GoI-301 members greater than 40. Deemed too great of a risk to stealth operations to explore.
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The stairwell from this point was guarded in such a way that said guards could feasibly observe EAGLE. EAGLE was ordered to return to Floor 7, find a suitable hiding place, and enter Standby Mode in order to act as passive observation of GoI-301.
Foreword: Agent Witt and Agent Rodriquez were selected for the initial exploration of the complex due to prior training in infiltration and espionage. Both were equipped with standard agent gear, including a two-way radio for contact with Base Command.
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. Geoffrey: —right, audio should be recording now. Do you see the red blinking light?
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Witt: Yeah, radio's on.
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Rodriquez: Copy that.
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Dr. Geoffrey: Looks like we're all set, then. They shouldn't know that we're coming, so your secondary goal is not to be seen. Your primary goal is to ascertain the location of SCP-4397.
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Witt: That's the altar, right?
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Dr. Geoffrey: Correct. Are you positioned outside the entrance?
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Witt: We are. How did you find this, anyways?
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Dr. Geoffrey: We had a robot go in and map the place out. Apparently one of the shrines had a panic tunnel built in.
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Rodriquez: I guess they didn't feel safe all the way down there.
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Witt: Are we authorized yet?
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Dr. Geoffrey: …hold on, I'm still patching the feed through to the guys at '19… There, we're good now. Go on in.
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<Witt and Rodriquez enter the tunnel. Using EAGLE, it is confirmed that the shrine the agents will enter into is unoccupied. The tunnel ends in a manhole that Witt moves before the two enter. A grunt is heard as they climb up.>
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Witt: Which direction do we think 4397 is?
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Dr. Geoffrey: It's probably in the lower floors.
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Witt: How do we know it's not up above?
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Dr. Geoffrey: The robot scoped out those levels pretty well. Besides, it's not like it'd be easy to hide.
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Witt: Alright then. How do we go down?
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Dr. Geoffrey: The stairway is guarded; we don't want to risk being seen. They could probably just move SCP-4397 if they think that we're onto them, and we don't know how big these guys are.
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Rodriquez: So then how are we getting down?
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Dr. Geoffrey: EAGLE identified some weak brickwork beneath one of the offices that looks shady. We think you could pull it out. Once you exit this shrine, just go right, it's the third door on your left.
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Witt: Gotcha, we—
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Dr. Geoffrey: Hold on. EAGLE says there's someone walking by. He could see you; stay still.
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<No dialogue for 1 minute 10 seconds.>
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Dr. Geoffrey: You're clear. Go on ahead.
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Witt: 10-4, doctor.
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<Door noises and footsteps are heard from the radio. EAGLE reports the agents are directed into the correct room.>
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Dr. Geoffrey: There should be another room directly below you. The floor's a bit unstable there, so you should be able to move around the bricks.
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Witt: Aye aye, then.
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<EAGLE reports the agents are removing bricks from the floor of the room. From the agent's radio, a bird can be heard cawing16, despite the previous silence of the compound. Eventually, a hole in the floor is revealed, and the agents can be seen descending through it.>
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Witt: Where do we go from here?
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Dr. Geoffrey: We don't know. We only got visuals of the first seven floors, but we're pretty sure that the layout of this one should be similar to the last.
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Witt: Gotcha. Rodriquez, is there anyone outside?
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<No dialogue for 12 seconds.>
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Rodriquez: I don't hear anyone.
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Witt: Alright, let's roll. One… two… three…
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<The sound of a door opening slowly, followed by several indistinct shouts. The radio can be heard falling to the floor. Silence ensues.>
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Dr. Geoffrey: Hello?
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<No dialogue for 12 seconds.>
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Dr. Geoffrey: I think we lost 'em.
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<End Log>
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Addendum 05: Incident G-301-LOSS
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Agent Witt and Agent Rodriquez were found outside of L-301 shortly afterwards completely naked except for their undergarments. When asked, Agent Witt produced a VHS tape, which he asserts that he woke up with.
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The contents of the tape are transcribed below.
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<Begin Log>
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<Isabelle Williams, one of the GoI-301 members seen in Incident 4397-VOID, can be seen activating the camera. She can be seen wearing a ceremonial robe laced with golden feathers. She takes some steps back. Behind her, Agents Witt and Rodriquez can be seen trapped in a prison cell.>
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Williams: All we ever wanted was peace. We've been peaceful, what wrongs have we done?
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<Pause.>
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Williams: Uh, I guess this is for the altar? It's been our property for generations. Could you consider that it's just been returned to its proper owners?
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<Pause.>
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Williams: Please don't come back. I… I think I need to do this.
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<The camera rotates slightly to the left. SCP-4397 can now be seen. It has been attached to several other objects via metal wiring. The details of these objects cannot be made out.>
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<Williams approaches SCP-4397.>
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Williams: [DATA EXPUNGED]
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<SCP-4397 begins to activate. Agents Witt and Rodriquez begin screaming. The camera suddenly cuts out.>
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<End Log>
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It was found that Agents Witt and Rodriquez were not hurt, save for a new anomalous property. Whenever they held a weapon17, the weapon would transform into a specimen of Tyto alba (Barn owl). Both agents were relocated to an advisory position and a more direct approach to retrieving SCP-4397 was formulated.
Foreword: After the first two explorations of L-301 and their subsequent failures, it was decided to take a more militarized approach. Four detachments of MTF Nu-7 ("Hammer Down") were requested for this operation. Two of the teams (Teams 1-2) were to enter through the primary entrance at the top, while the remaining two teams (Teams 3-4) were to enter through the hidden entrance discovered in the sewers. After entry, Teams 1-3 would attempt to suppress and capture members of GoI-301, while Team 4 would secure SCP-4397 and associated anomalies.
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<Begin Log>
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<Dr. Geoffrey contacts all team leads and affirms their current position. Team 1 plants a plastic explosive at the base of the rock hiding the entrance of L-301. Once clearance to enter L-301 is granted, the plastic explosive is detonated and Nu-7 begins entering the complex.>
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<T1-L reports that GoI-301 has constructed a solid wall made out of sticks and adhesive, similar to a bird nest, blocking entrance to L-301. They are given clearance to use explosives.>
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<Teams 3 and 4 sweep over Floor 6, demanding the surrender of GoI-301. There is some resistance by members using thaumturgy, such as summoning hostile avians or rendering agents comatose. Several casualties on the end of GoI-301 result from this resistance.>
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<Teams 1 and 2 encounter much less resistance on Floor 1. After Floors 1 and 2 are secured, Nu-7 begins moving out to take the other floors, with similar results. Noteworthy events are recorded by floor below:>
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Floor 3: Several GoI-301 members were found in prayer, and refused to move even when demanded to surrender. After fifteen more minutes of prayer, they stood up and let themselves be captured.
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Floor 4: Was found to have a very open floor plan, with a statue of "Medila" at the center. Several GoI-301 members offered themselves for capture on the condition that the statue was not moved or harm.
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Floor 6: Several avians of various types flew out of the indoor trees when they were disturbed. Three injuries and one casualty resulted from this event.
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Floor 7: SCP-4397 was found attached to various other artifacts18 and producing an audible humming sound. PoI-2918 was reported to be operating SCP-4397. See log 4397-AVA for dialogue of this situation.
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<SCP-4397 was dismantled with the help of avian entities and brought to the service alongside the other anomalies found. Operation considered to be a success.>
<Team 3 descends the stairwell leading to the lower chamber. Body cameras report PoI-2918 using incantations to operate SCP-4397. All components of the machine appear to be glowing. The room is populated with a number of C. caurinus , which, atypical of avian behavior, do not fly away when Team 3 enters the room. They begin cawing at a high volume. Several team members report headaches.>
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T3-L: Hands in the air!
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<PoI-2918 stops and turns around.>
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PoI-2918: You're all too late. I've done everything I wanted to do here.
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T3-L: Hands in the air or we will shoot!
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<The C. caurinus being cawing louder.>
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PoI-2918: You don't get it? Fine, then. We never wanted to do this.Crows, attack!
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<One C. caurinus flies forwards and lands in front of T3-L in an aggressive stance. T3 primes their weapons and aims at the specimen; however, it does not proceed. After some time, the C. caurinus produces vocalizations in English.>
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C. caurinus: Don't… shoot…
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PoI-2918: What?
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T3-Osmond: Do you think they trained the crows to say that? They could attack at any moment.
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T3-L: Probably.
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PoI-2918: No, crows, stop stalling and attack!
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C. caurinus: No…
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T3-L: Osmond, Berry, get the girl.
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<T3-Osmond and T3-Berry move to capture PoI-2918. She puts her hands behind her head, and takes out a handful of pink powder. She throws it onto the ground and demanifests.>
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T3-Osmond: We lost her.
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T3-L: Alright then. Let's take the altar and get out of there.
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C. caurinus: We… can… help…
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T3-L: Uh… can you understand me?
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C. caurinus: Yes… carry…
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T3-Berry: I think it's asking to help carry the altar… and the other stuff, too.
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T3-L: How can we trust it.
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C. caurinus: Avian… olyte…
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<Pause.>
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C. caurinus: Bad… mad… <Cawing>
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T3-L: I'm still not sure we can trust them.
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T3-Osmond: Well, what the fuck are they going to do to us? Fly away?
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T3-L: Fair 'nuff. If you want to help, I guess, just grab something.
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<The C. caurinus specimens grab the top of the anomalous machines with their talons and assist Team 3 in carrying them up to the surface. Extraneous logs removed.>
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<End Log>
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Closing Statement: Anomaly later classified as SCP-3095.
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Special Containment Procedures: MTF Eta-88 ("Inkhounds") is to monitor major dictionary publishers, warehouses, and distribution hubs worldwide. Personal collections of dictionaries should be assessed through surveillance of trade shows and other social functions. Embedded agents are to monitor ongoing print runs for SCP-4472 infection, as well as the processes by which new words are inducted into well-established dictionaries. Media containing early-stage SCP-4472 growth may be treated through removal of the affected portions. Media containing late-stage SCP-4472 growth should be incinerated immediately.
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GRIH-series webtrawlers are to be tasked with identifying and removing any instances of SCP-4472 from online dictionaries, help sites, and other text repositories. Secondary tasking is to include removing evidence of late-stage SCP-4472 infections. Individuals frequently flagged in association with this content are to be apprehended, interviewed, and subsequently amnesticized. Post-amnestic detention of such individuals is not currently considered necessary due to an absence of cross-medium transmission involving living creatures.
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DEC 10, 2045 NOTICE: Funding increases have been approved for ongoing research into exact definitions-by-volume thresholds for SCP-4472 gestation. Results from this research are to be immediately incorporated into record-keeping best practices and disseminated to external organizations.
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Description: SCP-4472 is an anomalous word that propagates within textual media via unknown mechanisms, exclusively originating within dictionaries and other comparable media. All Latin script-based instances of SCP-4472 appear as 'eittai'. All other formulations appear to transliterate similarly within extant phonetic structures, but establishing correct pronunciation has been complicated by the lack of enunciation guidelines.
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All observed SCP-4472 instances are accompanied by definitions that identify it as a descriptor of discrete phenomena's physical and emotional elements. These definitions are mirrored across all emergent instances until a new definition begins propagation. The textual and thematic contents of SCP-4472 definitions have undergone significant changes since initial discovery in 1999. Experimentation employing external stimuli was abandoned in 2020 due to uncertainties about long-term effects of the process.
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SCP-4472 instances follows a consistent development pattern in all recent cases:
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• SCP-4472 gestates within an SCP-4472-11 instance, typically replacing the most appropriate entry according to the media's organizational system. All generated text mirrors the primary language of relevant SCP-4472-1 instances.
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• Adjacent entries are subsequently replaced by SCP-4472 and its accompanying definition. This process repeats until all available entries have been replaced. All previously unaffected text (such as copyright information) is subsequently replaced by SCP-4472.
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• Following complete textual replacement of an SCP-4472-1 instance, its physical structure undergoes extensive degradation due to the localized collapse of ontological barriers. A spherical area of approximately 3.33 m3 surrounding the instance is similarly affected, severely compromising adjacent matter cohesion for varying periods of time.2
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The impact of late-stage SCP-4472 infections upon physical matter was first observed in September 2044 and has continuously intensified in new instances since that point. Analysis by Foundation linguists has not identified any permanent damage to fundamental language constructs despite intensifying effects, but uncertainties remain as to whether such damage could be successfully observed prior to extensive lexical corrosion.
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Addendum 4472-A (List of Known SCP-4472 Definitions):
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Entries sorted by projected gestation date and translated as necessary.
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• JUN 1999: The sound of a heart's first ten beats. Thrashing at first, uncertain of success. Confident by the end, sure of existence.
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• DEC 2000: The chill of stones first found under uncertain feet. Terrifying as a plunge into the black ocean. Sturdy as the earth itself.
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• JAN 2003: The wilting of flowers in a windowsill five minutes after noon. Petals falling. Stem bending. Discarded bones of the eyes' feast.
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• NOV 2007: The tint of the sky during sunset, as seen through a narrow window. Tempting and foreboding in equal measure.
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• FEB 2019: The shimmering of a falling sun's smoke trail. Long and dark. Ominous and brilliant.
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• FEB 2019: The thunder of a sun's final impact. Loud. Brief. Final.
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• JUL 2019:[Sole definition comprised of blank space.]
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• JUN 2020: The numbness of a blind, deaf, mute existence. Imprisonment within flesh. Fingers interlocked through brittle hair.
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• AUG 2022: The agonizing softness of a bed ridden for months upon end.
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• JAN 2023: The relief of freedom, interrupted only by weakness of body and spirit. Home's familiarity, tempered by a litany of funerals.
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• MAY 2030: The comfort of camaraderie on a destitute plateau. Spirits fortifying spirits against further misery. Hands upon hands honed to inflict miseries threefold.
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• MAR 2035: The many reflections of a sun's trail when launched from machineries by hurtful hands. Lights on broken glass. Lights on dull uniforms. Lights on empty eyes.
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• SEP 2039: The smell of fifty-thousand corpses on a wintry plain when muffled by snow and preserved by cold.
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• MAY 2041: The smell of ten-thousand corpses on a salty shore when bitten by gulls and encrusted with salt.
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• JAN 2043: The sound of a heart's ten beats when faced by impossible monuments. Five in awe of the tower to mortal gods. Five in defiance of their crumbling cause.
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• MAR 2044: The agony of one-million steps climbed, laced with the expectation of one-million more. Fighting while climbing. Resting while climbing. Living while climbing.
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• DEC 2045: The sight of a throne room holding thirteen vacant chairs and thirteen grudges unfulfilled.
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• DEC 2045: The beating of fists against a locked door.
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• DEC 2045: The shattering of axes against a locked door.
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• DEC 2045: The burning of suns against a locked door.
Patient Zero in what is believed to be late stages of SCP-4560 infection.
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Item #: SCP-4560
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Object Class: Keter
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Special Containment Procedures: Currently three known vectors for SCP-4560 are contained within separate anomalous document containers at Site-64, Site-81, and Site-77 for reference and further study. All additional vectors discovered by Foundation operatives are to be documented and then immediately destroyed via incineration on site. All personnel handling SCP-4560 vectors are to observe standard visual and audio memetic precautions.
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Civilians suspected of SCP-4560 infection are to be detained by Foundation operatives for a minimum of three months, at which point mid-stage symptoms should manifest. Those testing negative for infection are to be administered Class-B amnestics and released back into the general population. Those testing positive are to be terminated to prevent late-stage infection and the creation of additional SCP-4560 vectors.
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Description: SCP-4560 is a memetic infection observed in those who identify as male, ages 15 to 45, preventing them from publicly expressing negative aspects1 of their life to others through written, verbal or somatic means. During the early stages of infection, symptoms are limited to a downplaying of negative events or emotions in their life. At this stage, infected individuals will often deflect events by comparing their situation to those they deem less fortunate.
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As SCP-4560 infection progresses, infected individuals eventually lose the ability to publicly acknowledge negative events in any way, and will actively deny such events have occurred to them, often attempting to redirect the situation by focusing on their accomplishments to that point or other measures of success. Infected individuals at this stage will still maintain the ability to display minor negative emotions, however, this continues to diminish as infection progresses, with such emotion being replaced by an outward expression of positivity.
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As SCP-4560 enters late-stage infection2, individuals not only are fully incapable of public acknowledgment of negative events or emotions occurring to themselves, but also those which occur to others. All interactions will be of an excessively optimistic nature, even in situations where such behavior is inappropriate. Additionally, at this stage of infection, the individual is capable of generating new vectors of SCP-4560. Such vectors have included:
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Notes of encouragement.
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Thank you emails.
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Messages left on voice mail.
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Should an uninfected male between the ages of 15 to 45 hear or view an SCP-4560 vector without appropriate visual or audio memetic protection, they will become a host of infection. At this point, the SCP-4560 vector will become inactive. It is currently unknown how many infected individuals remain uncontained in the general population.
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SCP-4560 infected individuals observed in private appear to retain the ability to express negative emotions to themselves, though unable to record these feelings through written or verbal means. For this reason, it is believed that SCP-4560 infected individuals still retain the capacity for negative emotions and thoughts but are merely unable to express them. Currently, all attempts to cure infected individuals have resulted in failure, though the administration of amnestics has been noted to slow the course of infection.
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Discovery: SCP-4560 was originally discovered by Foundation operatives in June 2005, following an outbreak in Portland, Oregon. Through the combined efforts of MTFs Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters"), Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings"), and Pi-1 ("City Slickers"), all infected individuals were contained and the believed Patient Zero identified as one Robert Hale.
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Robert Hale was discovered dead within his apartment on June 28th, 2005, following suicide via hanging. Interviews with family and friends describe Hale as having dropped out of graduate school in January following a series of academic failures, and financial troubles. Hale's suicide note was identified as an SCP-4560 vector. A non-anomalous copy of this has been included below:
Fig.1. An image of SCP-4620 (top-right) taken in 1998 with its mother Harper Waelz (right) and Justin Waelz (left).
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Assigned Site
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Provisional Site-233
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Site Director
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AIC.4620.01
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Research Head
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AIC.4620.02
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Assigned MTF
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Omega-09 ("Non-believers")
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Special Containment Procedures: All past iterations of this file have been removed and any personnel involved in prior containment efforts have been amnesticised and transferred from the project. Any further information concerning SCP-4620 outside of this file does not exist.
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Provisional Site-233 was erected in the area SCP-4620 was initially located in order to contain the anomaly. The facility is staffed exclusively with containment specialist AICs, tasked with monitoring and maintaining SCP-4620's core containment structure. SCP-4620 is contained at the centre of the complex within a 30 × 30 × 40 metre Type-K DEUS-Class Specialized Containment Unit. Any further information pertaining to the composition and layout of this chamber does not exist.
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SCP-4620 is to be accurately described and visualized by Foundation personnel aware of the anomaly with the information supplied in this file's description. Any personnel believing they or another individual perceives SCP-4620 incorrectly are encouraged to report themselves or their colleagues to eradicate any false notion of the anomaly. If there is a failure to comply with these containment efforts, Mobile Task Force Omega-09 ("Non-believers") will appropriately assess and resolve the containment failure by all means necessary. Any further information on the severity of a hypothesized SCP-4620 containment breach does not exist.
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Description: SCP-4620 is a ten-year-old boy, named Jack Waelz, which is similar to a non-anomalous child of its age, is non-aggressive and poses little to no threat to human life with its anomalous properties. Any further information pertaining to SCP-4620's description does not exist.
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Addendum-4620-A: Discovery
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SCP-4620 was discovered on 15 September 2006 after orbital Foundation satellites began picking a high reading of Akiva.Radiant and traceable particles that are exuded by entities that are created and or sculpted by the belief and perception of those who hold knowledge of it. radiation emitted from a home, located in [REDACTED], later identified to be the Waelz residence. The area surrounding the building was highly rural, having only a small civilian population present in a distant town.
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An investigation into the homeowner, Harper Waelz, revealed no outwards or possible connections to the anomalous. The only notable information on them was the unexplained disappearance of her husband, Justin Waelz, on 15 August 2000. Following a police investigation into the matter, with little to no conclusive evidence or results that could be used to incriminate her, Harper inherited all of her spouse's property, since he died intestate, and proceeded to purchase and move to a new property with her son.
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Mobile Task Force Beta-8 ("Beta Eight Than Never") was deployed to investigate the location and the possibility of a present and active anomaly. Team B03 was sent directly to the house while the rest of the task force formed a perimeter around the home, prepared to extract the team if the situation called for it.
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VIDEO LOG TRANSCRIPT
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Fig.2. A still frame from body camera footage showing the Waelz residence.
The team, under the guise of police officers, walk up the path leading to the home. An old red car, with its paint peeling and a rusting surface visually evident, is seen parked outside behind the house.
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Elf: So, that report didn't really give us any details on what we're going up against. What do you think it is?
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Pixie: Well, they did have us bring in some heavy-duty stuff, which usually means something big, but I really have no clue.
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Troll groans.
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Troll: If I didn't know better, I'd say the brass always send us to our deaths. Always fucking hate missions like this. It's probably going to be some massive eldritch horror or something. God, why did you have to volunteer for fuck's sake?
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Pixie exhales and sighs.
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Pixie: You do realize they're listening to us, like, right now?
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Troll: Listen, we have rights, you know. Seeing D-Class is damn depressing, but they probably all did something themselves to be in that situation. But look at us, we're just soldiers, trying to earn a goddamn living. But hell, in this line of duty we're all good as dead if the slightest thing doesn't tip in our favour.
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Elf: Jeez, I hate your episodes, dude.
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Pixie shakes her head.
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Pixie: All right, let's cut the talk boys. We aren't here to fight anything. This is just reconnaissance. Act professional, and remember our cover story.
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Up close, the house appears greatly dilapidated, with mould and other fungi growing at the base of the walls. Pixie reaches the front door and rings the doorbell as Troll and Elf move a few meters away. After several minutes, footsteps are heard and the door is unlocked by the identified owner of the home, Harper Waelz.
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Pixie: Good afternoon, ma'am. I'm Officer Martel.
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Shows Harper her fabricated police ID card and badge.
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Harper: Um, yes, good afternoon. Is anything the matter, officer?
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It was noted that Waelz was anxiously eyeing both Troll and Elf who were standing a small distance away. Her complexion is visibly pale and she is seen fidgeting.
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Pixie: Oh, it's nothing serious ma'am. Don't be alarmed. Just here to ask a few questions from everyone in the neighbourhood, which isn't a lot, heh. Mind if we come inside, ma'am? It's awfully hot out here.
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Harper: Well, um, yes, that's all right, though, could we please do this outside?
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Pixie: Outside? Oh, uh, yes of course ma'am. I don't mind.
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Harper: So, um, what exactly are you here to talk about?
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Pixie: Yes, well, uh, it's got to do with your late husband, ma'am.
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Harper appears to be in a state of shock for a few seconds.
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Harper: J-Justin?
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Pixie: Yes ma'am, I apologise for bringing up your loss so suddenly, but we do have some news. It was a cold case before, but we think we may have found a lead, of sorts. Though the thing is, we may need to search your home. We realize it's been a long time, but we've still been told to probe around a bit. It's just our job, sadly, I hope we won't be intruding too much.
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Harper: W-wait, I… Do you have a warrant for this?
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Pixie: Oh yes, ma'am. Here it is.
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Pixie pulls out a falsified warrant from her back pocket and shows it to Harper, who appears even more uncomfortable and is seen sweating profusely.
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Harper: I-I see…
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Pixie: Um, is everything all right, ma'am? You seem…
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A faint, low-pitched thud followed by a child crying can be heard from within the home, though not initially perceived by the team. However, the sound of wood fracturing from the floor below is clearly heard.
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Harper: Uh, no, no it-it's all right! I'm all right. Well, um, give me a moment, miss.
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Pixie:Oh, yes of course ma'am, but this is a pressing matter, and it's best if we conclude all this quickly.
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Harper suddenly attempts to close the door while Pixie moves in to stop her but is unsuccessful. Harper re-enters her home and quickly shuts the door. Pixie attempts to intervene but the door is locked.
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Pixie: Hey! Ma'am! No, no, we're not here to arrest you, ma'am. We just came for a search and to have a small chat, that's all. We'll be in and out in an hour!
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Harper: Go away, please, I'm begging you! I won't let you come in here… I-I, please, just go!
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Pixie: Open the door, ma'am. Or we'll have no choice but to enter with force, and detain you for resist—
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Harper: Go away! Please go away, leave us alone!
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Pixie continues to bang on the door, requesting Harper to reopen it. No response is heard from within at this point, but hushed whispers are audible, and Pixie ceases. Giving up, she walks back to Troll and Elf.
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Elf: Well, that plan's bust.
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Pixie tsks in annoyance.
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Pixie: Command, Harper Waelz has locked herself inside the home. Based on her body language and reaction, I do have reason to believe Harper is hiding something. My team will proceed back to the established perimeter and change gear to breach the residence.
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Command: Copy. You have the green, Pixie. Do a quick sweep of the house and seize Harper Waelz for interrogation.
Pixie: All right boys. For your briefing, just know that I, nor Command, are aware of what may be inside the building, and that's our job to investigate until the specialised team arrives comes in to deal with it. Be prepared for anything remotely biblical in nature. Rivers of blood, locusts, and all that jazz. But our current mission right now is not to deal with the anomaly, but rather to detain the POI inside, Harper Waelz. We will restrain her, unharmed preferably, and bring her in. Questions?
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None respond.
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Pixie: All right, let's roll!
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Team B-Alpha moves towards the household with portable Akiva readers, Type III Akiva Nullifiers, screening suits, and breaching tools.
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Troll: You know you keep saying something inside the house is emitting the Arks and we don't know what it is. What if the upper brass does know and they just aren't telling us? What if you know what it is and you're just too scared to tell us?
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Pixie: Oh God, just shut up. I know just as much as you two, all right? But… Let's just be prepared for the worst.
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Neither of the two speak again, leaving the discussion silent.
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Elf: Come on, we're all a little tense here. Let's just get this mission over with, and let out all our steam with a good ol' drink. Right now, we focus.
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Both nod. None of the operatives converse further past this point and the team quickly reaches the building.
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Pixie: All right. Troll, get the ram ready.
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Pixie: Okay. On three. One, two, three!
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Equipped with the battering ram, Troll strikes the front door's latches and breaks the door open. Pixie and Elf enter the building and quickly split to clear every available room near their entry point. No objects of interest are caught by the Akiva readers due to the sheer volume and presence of radiation within the home. Harper Waelz is found nearby in a bedroom, praying.
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Harper: Heavenly Father, may my child not be harmed. May he not be corrupted, for you are with him. As I place my child in your loving hands, give me peace, knowing that your strength is theirs. Please replace their darkness with the strength and courage to face whatever the day brings. Give my child the strength to say no to the devil and say yes to your glorious way. Lord, I ask that you help my son to find comfort in you. I pray for him to be my little—
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Troll: Pixie, we've got the target.
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Pixie: All right, on my way. Keep an eye on the POI, we don't know if they got any anomalous abilities themselves.
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Troll: Copy.
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Elf: Second floor is clear! No abnormal readings from the detectors. Well, we can't get a good one anyway.
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Pixie: All right, get downstairs. Anything of note at all?
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Elf: Nothing. Pictures, photo albums, personal items, et cetera. Like I said, we can't find the source of the Arks with it messing with the readers so much. We'll need the specialized team to come in.
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Pixie: All right, let them deal with this. Command? We've got the PoI. We can't get a great reading on the inside of the home, however. Requesting a specialized team take over for a proper search, once they arrive.
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Command: Granted. Bring back Harper, that's all.
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Pixie: Understood. Troll, take her outside.
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Troll: Gotcha.
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Troll moves to arrest Harper but, she struggles under his grasp, and escapes. She heads down the hallway.
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Troll: Ah! Get back here, woman!
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Pixie: Get her! Pin her down!
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Elf grabs hold of Harper and pins her against the wall. She screams.
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Harper: Let go of me! Stop it! Get away! You're corrupting my little boy!
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Harper, while resisting, kicks Elf's knee. He grunts and his grip on Harper loosens, letting her escape again towards the room she was in previously.
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Elf: Fucking shit! She's not easy to grab.
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Pixie: I'm on 'em!
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Pixie chases behind Harper but is unable to stop her as she locks the door to the room.
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Pixie: Fuck! Damn it. Troll!
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Troll: Got it.
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Troll takes up the battering ram once more and breaks the door latch open. Pixie moves in and sees Harper attempting to lift a chair. She attacks Pixie with it but is knocked over and held down.
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Harper: Stop it! Please! Why are you here? Please, go away! Stop making my son cry!
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Harper continues screaming.
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Pixie: Damn it, this wom— hey, wait, have we seen her son anywhere in the house?
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An unidentified noise is heard and the agents freeze.
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Troll: The fuck?
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Elf: It's coming from somewhere in here. There.
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Elf walks towards a tapestry displaying an image of Saint Mary holding the Christ Child hanging from its frame. He pulls it down to reveal a door. Standing in front of it for a few moments, he pushes it open to reveal a stairway leading into a subterranean level.
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Elf: Jesus, the smell…
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Elf staggers backwards.
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Elf: Ugh… Well, it's dark and I can't see anything. Pixie, should we—
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Harper: Go away! Damn it, just go away! Leave my Jack! Leave my angel! Leave him alone!
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Harper continues to struggle further.
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Pixie: She ain't going to calm down. Elf, wait. Troll, could you sedate her?
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Elf turns and nods at Pixie while Troll assists Pixie with holding Harper down, applying sedatives to her. From the perspective of Elf's body cam which is still angled to view the open door, a large force shatters the lower door leading into the basement itself. Elf jumps back.
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Elf: Holy shit!
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All look towards the stairs. A ten-year-old boy emerges.
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Troll: Oh my fucking God.
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Harper: No… Jack… Don't let these evil men turn you!
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Pixie: Get back! Get back!
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Command: Do not engage! Retreat! Leave the POI! Get out of there!
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All further recorded information pertaining to the events that transpired on the mission led by MTF Beta-8 after this point no longer exists. Any information pertaining to the deaths of Agent Pixie, Elf, Troll and Harper Waelz does not exist. Approximately 5 days after this event, a Foundation Site was discovered, declaring itself as Provisional Site-233, erected at the former location of the Waelz household. Immediately after contact was made, this file was uploaded to the SCiPNET database along with additional relevant files. Direct instructions from a Level 5 Clearance authority from within Site-233 have prohibited any further investigations pertaining to the Site's origins and the damage to its surrounding area.
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VIDEO LOG TRANSCRIPT
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Foreword: The following footage was recovered from a VHS tape found within the wreckage of the Waelz household after the initial discovery of SCP-4620 within a hidden area located beneath the floorboards of the basement. Due to heavy damage sustained by the recording device, some portions of the video have become illegible.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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The video log begins with a car moving forward on a roadway. It has been confirmed to be a suburb located in Seattle, Washington.
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Harper: It's working! Okay, are you ready?
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The frame shifts as the camera is moved to look at the back right seat of the car which holds a booster seat and a young Jack Waelz.
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Harper: Say hi, Jack! Come on! I know you can do it!
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Jack Waelz moves his hands in the rough approximation of a wave. The language used by Harper in reference to Jack becomes exceedingly incomprehensible as she begins speaking in what is commonly referred to as "baby speak."
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Harper: Now say hi to daddy!
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The frame moves to show the driver of the car, Justin Waelz, who does not look back.
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Justin: Harper, you don't have to record everything.
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Harper: Oh come on, Jack and I had such a wonderful time at the park. I just… Want to remember it forever.
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Justin: We already used up a film roll there. I'm trying to drive.
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Harper: Can you please be a little more supportive? You've been a stone wall all day.
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The camera pans upward as Harper stops filming Justin directly.
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Justin: Those tapes aren't cheap. Stop filming everything and just be quiet!
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Justin lunges forward and attempts to grab the camera. The vehicle at this time begins to improperly move through an intersection during a red light. In the background, over Justin's right shoulder, a large van can be seen speeding towards the car. It impacts the rear section of the vehicle, causing the car to lose control and spin. Screams can be heard as the camera is dropped, falling to the floor of the car. Footage beyond this point is illegible due to damage received during the crash.
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Fig.3. Evidence provided during the civil suit against Justin Waelz.
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Note: Records of this incident have been located within Seattle public records stating the crash was caused by distracted driving with one of the drivers involved, Justin Waelz, being sued for damages. No casualties were reported, however records show that Jack Waelz was severely injured but miraculously survived despite the majority of the right driver's side portion of the vehicle collapsing inwardly onto the child.
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The video begins to corrupt due to it being overwritten by more recent footage. The frame begins to erratically shift due to Mr. And Mrs. Waelz fighting over the camera.
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Justin: Stop it! You need to see what he is! This isn't right!
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Harper: Shut up! He is our child! How can you say that about your own son?!
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Justin: That fucking thing is not our son! Let go!
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The camera sways sharply in a singular direction as Justin forces the camera away from Harper as she falls to the ground.
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Justin: We both know he didn't survive that wreck! I saw his mangled corpse just like you did! And then you fucking prayed, and n-now something is wearing his skin and you still call it your "little angel?"
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Justin approaches the basement stairs and descends. Unidentifiable sounds can be heard growing in intensity as he approaches the basement door.
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Any further footage of this event does not exist.
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The camera is resting on the ground facing away from the basement door. The sound of Harper Waelz struggling to lift a heavy object can be heard followed by laboured steps ascending the stairwell. One hour and thirty minutes pass before footsteps can be heard descending the stairwell again.
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Harper: I'm back, sweetheart, I'm back. I'm sorry about all of this. But it's okay. I won't leave you. You're my little angel, Jack, always and forever. I love you.
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SCP-4620:I love you too Mom.
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The camera is left on and eventually turns off after running out of film.
ATTENTION, an eminent CONTAINMENT FAILURE of SCP-4620's main chamber was detected. Please CLOSE THIS FILE and REMAIN IN YOUR CURRENT POSITION. You will be escorted by the arriving task force to be administered IMMEDIATE AMNESTIC TREATMENT. This file will now be removed and reformatted to prevent further containment breaches.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4683-1 instances found within Nx-18 are to be contained and incinerated in the field with extreme prejudice, with a fifty-meter area around them being quarantined for at least ten days to observe further anomalous properties. Individuals who have consumed an SCP-4683-1 instance are to be detained for a period of up to ten days to contain any potential anomalies that rise.
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For the duration of October 2019, all Anomalous Nexus Zones are to be monitored for the presence of SCP-4683-1 activity from within Site-87's Department of Nexus Research. Foundation resources and agents are to be dispatched as necessary to contain any and all anomalies that arise as a result of the presence of SCP-4683-1.
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Description: SCP-4683 are apples originating in Chapman Orchards in Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin (designated Foundation Nexus Zone Nx-18). Largely identical to non-anomalous apples in terms of needs for growth and cultivation, SCP-4683 instances have a shelf-life of several years, are incapable of being bruised, and are highly resistant to diseases commonly affecting apple trees.
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SCP-4683-1 refers to instances of SCP-4683 that are of a cultivar that genetically resembles Golden Delicious apples. However, SCP-4683-1 instances have a skin that resembles semi-liquid gold, which is reported to have a caramel flavoring. Furthermore, markings in Greek reading "ΤΗΙ ΚΑΛΛΙΣΤΗ", or "For the most beautiful", can be found on the skin of SCP-4683-1 instances. Unripe or under-ripe SCP-4683-1 instances will instead read "ΠΟΛΥ ΝΩΡΙΣ", or "Too Early".
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The area around SCP-4683-1 instance is prone to large amounts of conflict, coincidence, and probabilistic anomalies. Within Nx-18, this results in high amounts of Narrative Turbulence, leading to unpredictable scenarios occurring.1 Outside of Nx-18, the effect is less pronounced, most likely due to the anomalous effects being neutered due to being outside of the native Nexus zone, but can still cause large amounts of probabilistic anomalies to occur.
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When consumed, the effects of an SCP-4683-1 instance are greatly increased, resulting in the organism that consumed it becoming an instance of SCP-4683-A. SCP-4683-A instances generate a Micro-Nexus2 around their being, resulting in localized anomalous phenomena.
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Within a Nexus Zone such as Nx-18, this effect is virulent and the area is amplified. A single SCP-4683-A instance can lead to an exponential increase of the local Anomaly Occurrence Value, resulting in an overall degradation of local reality.
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So people understand just how Serious this is: The AOV for Sloth's Pit is roughly 5.3 anomalous events per day. The Apple Crisp Crisis shot it up to over 50. For an entire day, we were the most anomalous municipality on the planet. 'Terrifying' is an understatement.— Nina Weiss, Director, Site-87
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Incident Log:
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November 22nd, 2018: First known manifestation of SCP-4683-1's anomalous properties. Several incidents occurred throughout Nx-18, in an event which has been dubbed "The Apple Crisp Crisis". At 4:30 that day, an individual known to be a member of The Union3 presented itself to Site-87 for containment. Designated SCP-4683-A, it claimed that it had "been commissioned to create something" that it now "sorely regretted". An interview with SCP-4683-A is documented below:
Agent Allison Carol: So. Do you have an actual name?
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SCP-4683-A: Haven't had one for a while. Just 'The Orchardist' will do.
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Carol: Right, well. Orchardist. Things went pretty tits-up because of the apples. Seems that gastronomy accidentally used some in the dessert and now half the town's gone insane. We've got temporal anomalies on Main Street, the Catholic School is missing, we've got a 'recreational morgue' in the hospital, and poor Trevor Bailey can't stop ranting about how Mountain Dew Apple is… hold on.
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Carol pulls up notes on her tablet.
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Carol: "It's derived from the hate and bile of the darkest recesses of the internet." I'm fairly sure that he needs to stay in this universe for a good, long while.
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SCP-4683-A: Someone… commissioned me to grow a special batch, from really old seeds. I don't know how they got them, they were supposed to have been destroyed. But… they said that you were doing too good of a job.
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Carol: What do you mean?
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SCP-4683-A: You managed to crack down big time after the Pit Sloth got taken care of. There was barely anything odd happening, and I think that… well, the powers-that-be got bored.
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SCP-4683-A produces an apple from his sleeve and takes a bite. This sleeve did not contain an apple upon their containment.
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SCP-4683-A: Want one? It's pretty good.
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Carol: I'll pass.
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SCP-4683-A: Anyway, uh. I'm not even meant to have this job anymore, but the new guy's really reluctant to take over, despite all the signs he's getting. He'll be here in a few months, maybe he'll be more keen to take up the mantle.
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SCP-4683-A produces a glass filled with apple juice.
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Carol: Now I'm curious. Do you just tend to apple orchards, or…?
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SCP-4683-A: I mean, the old cherry orchard got trampled by that giant radioactive George Washington a few 4th of July's ago. I managed to save a few trees, but yeah, mainly apples now.
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SCP-4683-A sips at their juice.
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SCP-4683-A: There's a job for everyone in the Union, you know. It's been a while since we've had a Narrator.
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Carol: Again: I'll pass. Not against unions, but I'm not about to defect to an anomalous organization just because a guy who can make a glass of apple cider appear before him is asking me to.
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SCP-4683-A frowns at their glass of cider.
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SCP-4683-A: Was worth a shot, but the offer's open.
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Carol: I'll keep that in mind.
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Carol starts to exit the interview room, before pausing to address SCP-4683-A.
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Carol: Is that cider or juice you're drinking?
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SCP-4683-A: I thought it was juice. But I don't know anymore.
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December 3rd, 2018: Several sliced SCP-4683-1 instances were served as part of the school lunch at Caroline St. Middle School. Mass consumption is believed to be partially responsible for the onset of a large snowstorm which stranded over three-hundred students and faculty within the school, necessitating rescue using Foundation resources.
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January 21st, 2019: Researcher Christopher Hastings accidentally consumed an SCP-4683-1 instance which appeared in their lunch in place of the non-anomalous apple they had packed that morning. In their shock, Hastings began choking on the bite of apple, which was subsequently dislodged by a Heimlich maneuver delivered by Agent Ruby Williams. This action is believed to directly correlate with Williams and Hastings signing a Relationship Declaration Form in April of 2019.
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February 14th, 2019: Several marriages were carried out within Sloth's Pit as a result of an SCP-4683-1 instance being thrown down the main street, resulting in [DATA EXPUNGED]. The majority of marriages which occurred during this period were rendered null, either upon request of the betrothed parties, or due to outside factors, such as the other party's inability to consent to such an agreement.
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I married the woodpecker in jest.— Dr. Peter Abalone
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February 28th, 2019: At a performance of a play at Novel Street Elementary School depicting the life of Isaac Newton, an SCP-4683-1 instance was used in place of the intended prop plush apple, resulting in an injury. While attempting to comfort Jackie Ruben, the student playing Newton, Mrs. Lindsay MacGillicudy tripped on the SCP-4683-1 instance, starting a chain reaction that resulted in all individuals within the building finding themselves on the floor, and unable to leave this position. A measurement of the area during this event showed a marked increase in gravitational force, which persisted for over three hours.
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March 12th, 2019: Civs in Sloths Pit could just say words with one sound, no more. The same is true when we write re: the fruit. The fruit had turned to rot.
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March 26, 2019: An SCP-4683-1 instance was thrown at Glenn Foster4 by an unknown assailant, hitting them in the head. This event resulted in an attempt to ban the ownership and consumption of apples, which in turn led to the formation of a miniature black market surrounding apples, apple products, and food with an apple flavoring. This behavior was linked to a concussion as a result from being struck by the SCP-4683-1 instance.
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April 1st, 2019: [DATA EXPUNGED]
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So. Many. Badgers.— Dr. Tristan Bailey
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April 22nd, 2019: Drinks served at a midnight screening at the Select 8 Theater tasted strongly of apple. This corresponds with all individuals who left the screening becoming unable to recall the events of the film they had watched when discussing it with individuals who had not seen it for over three weeks.
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July 4th, 2019: July 4th celebrations were able to proceed unhindered, with no evacuations necessary, and no deaths or collateral damage. This is highly atypical of Nx-18, where 4th of July celebrations have been banned for over fifteen years due to massive spikes in anomalous activity surrounding the holiday. Re-classification of SCP-4683-1 to Thaumiel was briefly considered.
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August 24th, 2019: The produce section of Starlow Grocery briefly turned into a temperate rainforest. This event was preceded by Lucius Bell, sole employee at this store, finding a shipment of SCP-4683-1 in the storage area and purchasing one for his own consumption. No action was taken, as Starlow is believed to be under the protection of the Union.
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September 23rd, 2019: At noon on the Fall Equinox, several Nexus locations around the globe begin reporting phenomena consistent with the presence of SCP-4683-1. The presence of SCP-4683-1 is confirmed within Harkness, Maryland and Yumegemu, Tokushima, Japan and Hy-Brasil. Following this, SCP-4683-A was confronted for interrogation.
SCP-4683-A: The… original commissioner, he said he wanted more done. He wanted… well, his exact words were "I want them kept on their toes". So, we kept about… an eighth of the crop in the town, and sent out the rest on a time-delayed shipment—
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Carol: To other Nexuses. How?! Sloth's Pit's brand of weird can't leave Sloth's Pit.
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SCP-4683-A: The apples are grown in Sloth's Pit soil, but they aren't from Sloth's Pit. The seeds came from elsewhere, so their product can leave.
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Carol: Who commissioned you to grow these things? How much is out there?
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SCP-4683-A: I… didn't get his name. He wasn't from here, I know that much. But he knew about this place, and he knew about you specifically, Narrator.
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Carol: Don't call me that. "Keep us on our toes", Christ. I need a physical goddamn description, Johnny Appleseed.
SCP-4683-A: Point is. There's more of them out there. About 200 tonnes worth, all over the world, and out of it, in some cases.
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Carol: When are they going to arrive?
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SCP-4683-A: I'd say… start of October is when they're going to begin cropping up big time. I suggest you dig in.
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SCP-4683-A produces an apple and offers it to Carol.
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SCP-4683-A: It's going to be a Hell of a Halloween.
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October, 2019: Mass-scale events relating to SCP-4683-1 instances being occurring in Nexus zones across the world. For further details, see Document SCP-4683-BA3.
Special Containment Procedures: Consensus reality regarding the literary work Madame Chrysanthème and its associated adaptations has been permanently altered. No further containment appears to be possible.
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Description: SCP-4690 is a 'pataphysical phenomenon affecting all media works which adapt, pay homage to, or are otherwise inspired by the 1887 novel Madame Chrysanthème. Works are affected on a copy-by-copy basis through proximity. Following the events of 02/06/2017, SCP-4690's primary vector is the internet, and all machines connected to it.
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In all cases, characters based on Pierre Loti1 will end the novel consumed in some fashion by one or many arachnids or arachnid-adjacent entities. This event usually occurs near or at the conclusion of the main plotline.
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SCP-4690 has not been observed to affect nonfictional entities, [CORRUPTION EXPUNGED]
Synopsis:Madame Chrysanthème is a semiautobiographical account of French sailor Pierre Loti's temporary marriage to "Chrysanthème", a geisha.
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Summary of Changes: Minimal changes before Chapter LII, primarily regarding actions taken by Yves. On September 18th, an hour before Kangourou and his tattoo artists arrive in the baseline narrative, Loti describes being awoken by a seemingly frustrated Yves; before he can respond, Yves collapses into a swarm of venomous spiders, which proceed to attack and devour a bewildered Loti.
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The rest of the novel remains mostly unchanged, aside from the death of Loti. Narration remains in first person.
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Work:Madama Butterfly (1904 opera)
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Synopsis:Madama Butterfly is an Italian opera adapted from the American short story "Madame Butterfly", itself a fictionalized adaptation of Madame Chrysanthème. The opera follows Ciocio2-san [sic], a Japanese girl who is married by American naval officer Lt. Pinkerton. When Pinkerton leaves Ciocio-san alone with child for 3 years, she waits faithfully for his return, only to kill herself in grief when she realizes Pinkerton remarried.
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In most performances, Madama Butterfly is arranged into a set of three acts, containing 35 sections in total; the following work was arranged in such an order.
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Summary of Changes: Two new tracks appear after the 35th and final track3, featuring a new character, "THE SPIDER":
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The first of these tracks introduces THE SPIDER, who, driven mad by the death of Ciocio-san, kills and devours a shocked Pinkerton. This section is an aria.
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The final track depicts THE SPIDER, still mad with grief, rushing to the shipyard, declaring vendetta on the Americans that took its "friend" from it. This section is a chorus with solo parts.
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According to production notes, THE SPIDER is to be played by a mezzo-soprano with two mouths, in order to sing while devouring the actor playing Pinkerton.
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Work:The Toll of the Sea (1922 film)
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Synopsis:The Toll of the Sea is an American silent film, notable for being the third4 ever produced in technicolor. The film follows "Lotus Flower", a young Chinese woman who saves the life of Allen Carver, an American. They marry, and though Carver promises to take Lotus Flower home with him, his friends convince him otherwise, leaving Lotus Flower with his child. When Carver returns with his American wife, Lotus Flower leaves her child with him, and presumably drowns herself.
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Summary of Changes: During the closing shot, both Lotus Flower and the ship Carver leaves on are visible. As Lotus Flower begins stepping towards the water's edge, an enormous entity, superficially resembling a whip scorpion, emerges to swallow the ship whole. Lotus Flower stays still, before walking away with a look of confusion.
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Work:Le ménage moderne de Madame Butterfly (1920 film)
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Synopsis:Le ménage moderne de Madame Butterfly is a French pornographic film, notable for being the first film depiction of hardcore homosexual sex acts. It follows Lt. Pinkerton [DATA EXPUNGED]
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Summary of Changes: A new character, resembling a humanoid spider [DATA EXPUNGED]. This is the first recorded instance without character death.
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Work:Pinkerton (1996 album)
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Synopsis:Pinkerton is the second studio album of Fifthist rock band "Weezer". Loosely based on Madama Butterfly, Pinkerton chronicles frontman Rivers Cuomo's sexual and romantic insecurities following the release of Weezer's Self Titled and Cuomo's subsequent enrollment into Harvard.
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Summary of Changes: The final song on the album, "Butterfly", is extended to ten minutes and fourteen seconds. Following the regular outro, Cuomo begins to sing about being attacked, consumed, and digested by spiders, in the style of previous verses. Whether the lyrics are to be interpreted literally or as a metaphor for guilt is unclear.
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Work:Pierre Loti Under Scope (2011 biography)
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Synopsis:Pierre Loti Under Scope is a biography written by Dr. Jeremiah Cimmerian during the completion of his doctorate. Dr. Cimmerian examines the life of Loti in comparison to his body of work in an attempt to provide an accurate picture of Mr. Loti's life.
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Summary of Changes: During the section regarding Pierre Loti's time in Japan, Dr. Cimmerian notes that stories of Loti's near total consumption by a swarm of spiders are most probably false. He further suggests that Loti merely died from the ill-timed bite of a mundane spider, and that retellings of the event exaggerated in absence of Loti's ability to refute them.
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The corpse of Pierre Loti proceeds to follow a nearly identical path to its nonfictional counterpart.
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Work:I Left My Heart in Nagasaki (2016 Foundation experiment)
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Synopsis:I Left My Heart in Nagasaki is a short story written by the SCP-4690 containment team to test its properties. The story follows the plot of Madame Butterfly, with two notable deviations:
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All arachnids have expired following a WK-Class Mass Extinction Event.
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The main character, Lt. Pinkerdinkle, suffers from a condition that leaves him unable to create or comprehend metaphors.
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The story is told in first person.
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Summary of Changes: At the end of the story, Pinkerdinkle is attacked and immobilized by an Asian female, who proceeds to forcibly collect a sample of his blood before fleeing the scene. Descriptions of this figure match those of PoI-GOC2735 ("Spider").
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Work:Ten Unforgettable Recipes for the Orientalist Sailor (2016 Foundation experiment)
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Synopsis:Ten Unforgettable Recipes for the Orientalist Sailor is a cookbook written by Culinary Department liaison McNeilly. Each recipe is based on either a specific scene from or a prominent theme of Madame Chrysanthème and its associated adaptations. Ten Unforgettable Recipes for the Orientalist Sailor otherwise lacks a storyline.
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Summary of Changes:Ten Unforgettable Recipes for the Orientalist Sailor experienced an unusually high number of changes compared to control materials:
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All recipes were modified to varying extents. In most cases, this involved the removal and substitution of ingredients such as spices and vegetables. Notably, all lotus-based ingredients have been removed.
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Two recipes, the Withered Lotus Stir Fry and Mother & Child Disunion, are preceded by abnormally long asides about the supposed benefits of incubating spider eggs within the human body.
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Several of the images have been heavily altered, displaying severe arachnid infestation on and around the meals in question.
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An 11th recipe for "Raw Pinkerton" is present. Notably, the recipe calls for several previously undiscovered carnomancy techniques.
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Work:The Madam, Mrs. Madama "Madame Butterfly" Butterfly, or "Ciocio-San" to her Butterfly Friends (2017 experiment)
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Synopsis:The Madam, Mrs. Madama "Madame Butterfly" Butterfly, or "Ciocio-San" to her Butterfly Friends is a metafictional story within the SCP-4690 'Pataphysics Deptarment's primary narrative, written by Dr. Suzuki, regarding a series of increasingly recursive retellings of Madame Butterfly.
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The story is told through a series of recursive framing devices, starting with a review of a fictional Japanese novel of the same name that begins with a young man talking to his half-Japanese girlfriend about his father, Rupert, and the stories he told.
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[EXTRANEOUS DATA OMITTED]
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Summary of Changes: The first changes appear in a hypothetical scenario imagined by Mr. Night, where a churchgoer asks the hypothetical Mr. Night why he's still writing while a spider gnaws at his fingers. Mr. Night admits that he wanted to put more of himself into his writing, and shows the churchgoer a portion of his story, which now depicts a man being eaten by spiders.
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As Mr. Night's imaginary scene ends, the story continues as usual until the moment his ship is described as crashing against the rocks. The narrative describes him lying prone against the sea, as normal, with the addition that his body is scavenged by a cast of Macrocheira kaempferi5.
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As normal, the scene returns to the present day, where Ms. Sun's anxious fantasy is cut off by the sound of cannon fire. The story remains unchanged until the point where Mr. Night, describing how he wished this situation could have went, mentions his desire to be eaten alive by a water scorpion. As Mr. Night laments his folly, Ms. Sun suddenly transforms into an abnormally large pseudoscorpion, before decapitating and devouring Mr. Night6.
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As Rupert's son interrupts the story to ask his father to tell a happier story, the work remains unchanged until Helga and Rupert's date.
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When Rupert looks at the billboard advertising the showing of Madama Butterfly, he briefly notices the presence of an enormous spiderweb covering the face of Pinkerton. Later, during the show's curtain call, Pinkerton's actor is devoured by a swarm of camel spiders, an event that fails to interrupt the audience applause.
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[EXTRANEOUS DATA OMITTED]
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Following the conclusion of the test, Dr. Suzuki informed the attending Metaphysics Department liaison that she would need to cut the meeting short, as 'SCP-2254-Gamma-ARC had killed Agent Pinkerton in a containment breach.
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Work:Dark Souls (2011 video game)
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Synopsis:Dark Souls is an action-RPG video game developed by FROM Software. Notably, it does not appear to be inspired by Madame Chrysanthème, and does not act as a vector for SCP-4690.
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Copy was confiscated from Technician Empira following a report to the Site 56 IT department.
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Summary of Changes: During the cutscene prior to the Quelaag7 boss fight, an enlarged Lt. Pinkerton kills and devours Quelaag.
An image of SCP-4777-2 believed to be taken in the year 1900
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Item #: SCP-4777
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Object Class:Euclid Neutralised
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4777-1's remains are to be preserved in the storage facility at Site-177, and are not to be disturbed for testing without approval from personnel of Level 3 authorisation or higher.
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It is believed through historical analysis and on-site testing, that SCP-4777-2's remains have fully decomposed into their supposed burial ground at Arbour Hill Cemetery, Dublin, Republic of Ireland. This site is to be examined for any anomalous activity on an annual basis under the guise of gas pipe maintenance.
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The location of SCP-4777-3's remains is currently unknown. A search for these remains was carried out (1993-2017) but proved unsuccessful. SCP-4777-4's remains are to be preserved in the storage facility at Site-177, and are not to be disturbed for testing without approval from personnel of level 3 authorisation or higher.
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Description: SCP-4777 is the designation given to all known individuals who have both partaken in a full SCP-4777-A event and have identical genetic code to the Irish republican and socialist leader James Connolly (this particular individual being designated SCP-4777-2). Individuals included have been observed to retain a partial memetic connection to previous SCP-4777 instances. SCP-4777, despite aging at an ordinary rate, when tested through means such as carbon dating, retain an identical anomalous biological age. SCP-4777 have been observed to approximately predate the Norman invasion of Ireland.
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An SCP-4777-A event is the designation given to a specific set of events that every deceased SCP-4777 instance has been partially or fully recorded to have experienced. The characteristics of an SCP-4777-A event are:
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The subject is born at 05/06 in any year.
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The subject becomes involved in the planning of any form of armed conflict, primarily on the island of Ireland, and is present at one of the conflicts that take place as a result of the rebellion.
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The subject is severely wounded in any way, shape, or form, during the armed conflict they are present at.
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The subject either dies of their wounds, or is executed shortly afterwards. This has occurred at the age of 47 on several occasions for unknown reasons.
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The effects of previous SCP-4777-A events are very prominent in the politics of the Republic of Ireland, especially in the republican socialist sector. All recorded possible SCP-4777-A events and examples of the sources that they are derived from are listed below:
Recorded Time Period: 05/06/1971 - present 05/08/2018
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Notes: SCP-4777-1 was born in Northern Ireland under the name "Edward McNally". SCP-4777-1 came to attention when it became actively involved in local trade unions, rising in political prominence before it was detained. See addenda.
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Sources: SCP-4777-A1 was listed in the official census of its country of birth several times. SCP-4777-A1, has a medical record, a driver's license, a bank account, and is listed on many other official documents. See interviews below for more information. Despite previously being known to the public, SCP-4777-A1 was gradually mostly erased from general public knowledge in a successful disinformation campaign by MTF-707-Mu ("Irish Citizen Army") designated "Operation Starry Plough".
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SCP-4777-A2
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Recorded Time Period: 05/06/1868 - 12/05/1916.
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Notes: During SCP-4777-A2, SCP-4777-2 went under the name "James Connolly". SCP-4777-2 was born in Scotland, becoming an Irish Republican and socialist leader involved in a multitude of political activities, until being executed by firing squad due to involvement in the attempted Irish rebellion that took place in Dublin at the year 1916.
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Sources: SCP-4777-A2 has been documented by an extremely large variety of sources, being the only SCP-4777-A event that the general public is aware of. The sources describing SCP-4777-A2 can easily be found in abundance in the public domain. Thus far, no reason has been seen for a possible counter-information campaign regarding knowledge of SCP-4777-A2.
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SCP-4777-A3
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Recorded Time Period: 05/06/1820 - 05/04/1867.
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Notes: Subject was born in the Republic of Ireland under the name "Joseph Connolly". SCP-4777-3 originally worked as a labourer on a small farm, until moving into a workhouse due to the Great Irish Famine. Many of the details of SCP-4777-3's life are unknown, but it has been recorded that SCP-4777-3 became a member of the Fenians, assisting in the organisation of the 1867 Fenian rising, where it was recorded being shot in an armed engagement between the rebels and police, dying of infection shortly afterwards.
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Sources: The records of SCP-4777-A3 include listings from censuses taken during the time, two diary accounts from members of the Fenians, and documentation from the workhouse as Skibbereen, County Cork. In these diary accounts, SCP-4777-3 is described in a way that is highly reminiscent of all other SCP-4777 instances both in physical appearance and personality. Another diary extract describes SCP-4777-3 as having an "uncanny connection to the history of Ireland". One Fenian and veteran of the 1798 Rebellion, Thomas McCracken in 1856 described that he "mistook" SCP-4777-3 for SCP-4777-4.1
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SCP-4777-A4
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A contemporary map of the Battle of Ballinamuck circa 1798
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Recorded Time Period: ??? - 1798
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Notes: No information has been found on SCP-4777-4's birth or origin. It has been recorded that SCP-4777-4 was named "James Connolly", and was a member of the Society of United Irishmen. According to a historical source, SCP-4777-4 fought in the battle of Ballinamuck during the 1798 rebellion, being injured and then being executed by government forces by drowning in the nearby bog.
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Sources: SCP-4777-A4 is only described in the diary of Thomas McCracken, a rebel who also fought in the 1798 rebellion in Connaught. In the diary, SCP-4777-4 is described as being a close friend to McCracken, having a personality and mannerisms identical to other SCP-4777 instances. SCP-4777-4's remains have been discovered, and after genetic analysis have been recorded to have identical genetic properties to all other tested SCP-4777 instances.
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SCP-4777-A5
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Recorded Time Period: ??? - 1318
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Notes: SCP-4777-5 is described as being a member of an Irish clan that united with Prince Edward Bruce, under the name "Lord Gerald O'Neill". SCP-4777-5 is described as being present at the Battle of Faughart, being wounded and later dying of its injury. SCP-4777-A5's existence has little confirmation.
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Sources: SCP-4777-5 is only mentioned as being a prominent member of an old Irish clan who joined forces with Edward Bruce against Anglo-Norman control, in accounts taken by a single 14th-century writer as being wounded in battle and dying of his wounds a day later.
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Interviews 4777-1a to 4777-1b: The following list contains interviews with SCP-4777-1 organised and carried out by MTF-707-Mu.
Foreword: Initial interview of SCP-4777-1a conducted for the purpose of gathering general information on SCP-4777-1's relation to other SCP-4777 instances.
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Time: 7AM 20/06/2018
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. White: Good morning, Mr. McNally.
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SCP-4777-1: Good morning to you too… Doctor?
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Dr. White: Doctor White. I'm here to assess your situation and hopefully clear a few things up, Mr. McNally. I understand that you must be quite confused.
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SCP-4777-1: Well you're damn right I'm confused. Please ask all the questions you need, but know that I've got a few myself.
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Dr. White: I'll try to answer any queries of yours as well as possible.
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SCP-4777-1: Mhm. What in hell is going on here?
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Dr. White: You're in a research facility of sorts. We're keeping you here for a scientific study into the possible connection between your mind and body with a few historical figures.
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SCP-4777-1: Well?
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Dr. White: According to carbon dating tests you originate roughly from the Norman invasion of Ireland, for a start. Your genetic code is the exact same as that of James Connolly from the 1916 rebellion and another "James Connolly" from the 1798 rebellion. Both were Irish revolutionaries, both suffered fatal wounds from armed conflicts. Those two also share the same abnormal carbon "age" as you. This has lead us to theorise that-
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SCP-4777-1: So you actually think that I'm James Connolly? And that there are three of me? And that I'm… Some sort of time traveler who fought in the 1798 rebellion AND the Easter Rising? Pfft.
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Dr. White: We also have evidence that "you" participated in the Fenian movement, and a rebellion in 1308.
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SCP-4777-1: 1308?!
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Dr. White: [chuckles with SCP-4777-1 for a brief moment] Yes, that's what we think might have happened. What I intend to do here is see if any sort of mental connection has passed over…
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SCP-4777-1: Hold on, hold on. This is a joke, right?
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Dr. White: I'm afraid that this is no joke.
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SCP-4777-1: Christ almighty… You people seriously believe this. Me? Time-traveling James Connolly? You know that scene from Back to the Future?
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Dr. White: Hmm?
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SCP-4777-1: At the end of Back to the Future, you know when Doctor Brown just barges in on Marty and Jennifer in a time machine and begins talking nonsense about the future dressed like some sort of clown?
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Dr. White: Ah yes, I am familiar. Sorry.
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SCP-4777-1: It's no bother at all Dr. White. Anyway now I'm interested in seeing where this goes.
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Dr. White: You seem incredibly calm about this right now. Care to try and explain why this might be so?
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SCP-4777-1: I do? Well, if that's true I'm not sure why to be honest. It hasn't really sunk in for me yet.
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Dr. White: Or maybe you're calmer that you expected because you felt this was somewhat the case?
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SCP-4777-1: Umm, well… Maybe? Like, when you told me all of this, it somehow felt like a familiar fact? When you mentioned the Fenians, even that thing in 1308… It could just be the placebo effect.
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Dr. White: And what do you make of this? [holds up image of SCP-4777-2]
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SCP-4777-1: God I've never thought about it like this but it feels like I'm staring into my own face.
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Dr. White: No wonder, since you are practically facially identical.
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SCP-4777-1: I always knew I looked like him… Or me…
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+Dr. White: Would you say that these kinds of feelings of attachment, lead you into socialist politics, on reflection?
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SCP-4777-1: I couldn't give you a hard and fast answer to that one, doctor.
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Dr. White: I see. Try to think about it.
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SCP-4777-1: Hmm… When I try to focus on it, I keep seeing one image- I don't know why but I keep envisioning being in a green forest.
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Dr. White: You are probably just overthinking things at this point.
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SCP-4777-1: Yes, probably. Actually, can I get an official name change here?
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Dr. White: Well, we do have the resources to do that if it'll help. What do you have in mind?
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SCP-4777-1: I was thinking that if I changed my name to James Connolly, something would become clearer?
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Dr. White: I'll see what I can do. That's all for now.
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Closing Statement: SCP-4777-1 has described a form of mental link to previous SCP-4777 instances.
Foreword: Further investigating of the conclusions of the previous interview.
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Time: 7AM 02/07/2018
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Dr. White: Well hello Mr. Connolly. All you need is the moustache now, mmm?
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SCP-4777-1: Haha, yes, I'll get that sorted out. You might be interested for your research, this name feels far more natural than my previous one, even though I've only had it for a couple of days.
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Dr. White: Very interesting indeed. Are you enjoying your new liberties on the site?
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SCP-4777-1: It is a very interesting place. The gym is good too. I'd appreciate more though, I personally still feel too much like a prisoner with all the restrictions. I haven't seen many windows… Are we underground?
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Dr. White: Some of the complex is. I've been told that you're mixing well with some of the personnel here at Site-177?
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SCP-4777-1: Yes, there are many nice folk around.
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Dr. White: And I understand you've set up a sort of "trade union" among staff?
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SCP-4777-1: That we have. Would you like to sign our petition for fairer working hours?
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Dr. White: We'll discuss that after the interview. Now I understand you have been using the dream diary we gave you, and the results have been rather interesting. Care to explain?
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SCP-4777-1: I've been having dreams of what you were on about last time we met. Yesterday night I saw myself in the fighting of the Easter Rising, a couple of nights before then I saw the great famine. Felt so real too, like a flashback.
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Dr, White: Well surprisingly enough your accounts more or less match the records of your "previous selves".
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SCP-4777-1: Somehow that makes sense. Ever since you told me I've been getting traces of memory, each event feels more familiar and new impulses or images are coming to mind. Strangest thing I have ever felt. But there was also something else…
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Dr. White: Mmm?
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SCP-4777-1: You saw my entry about the druids, right? I had a dream that felt just as real as the others. I was in the middle of a beautiful green forest surrounded by druids. Whenever I remember that dream I get this strong sense of purpose.
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Dr. White: In our last interview you mentioned a forest. And it is possible that you originated from a time period where druidic orders were still largely in existence.
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SCP-4777-1: It felt like something important, and that feeling of having a sole reason to be here… I don't know, you said it was around the Anglo-Norman invasion right? When you think I originated from.
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+Dr. White: Indeed. What kind of purpose do you feel?
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SCP-4777-1: I don't know, something like freedom? That throughout the history of Ireland we've had a long series of rulers and totalitarian regimes, and that it's my job to keep standing up to them.
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Dr. White: Maybe. Thank you for your time, Mr. Connolly.
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SCP-4777-1: Doctor.
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Closing Statement: It can be concluded that SCP-4777 instances share a mental link to their previous instances, being able to access each other's memories.
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Addendum 4777-1a: SCP-4777-1 was deemed fit to receive extra liberties in containment (see Special Containment Procedures) after Interview 4777-1a. At the time of writing of this addendum, SCP-4777-1 has displayed good mental and physical health, showing an interest in the workings of the Site and in socialising with various personnel. Currently, SCP-4777-1 has established a small social "trade union" among personnel, which has already began forming petitions for higher wages for on-site personnel. A request for SCP-4777-1's new liberties to be reduced has been denied by Site Director Boyle, due to it lacking enough evidence or real reasoning to be accepted. The request has been recorded below:
I have watched in alarm as SCP-4777-1's containment privileges have become increasingly relaxed, far more than normal. These additional special containment procedures are not a necessity, we do not need to give SCP-4777-1 this much leeway. But still the Site Directive chooses to allow SCP-4777-1 to roam around the site and socialise with staff, for the purpose of "boosting morale". Access like this is almost never given on the grounds of "boosting morale" alone.
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As you may know all SCP-4777 instances have had a history of being extremely charismatic. From my experiences in communicating with the entity on-site I can confirm this, SCP-4777-1 has a way with words. But sometimes I find myself questioning this: everything he says feels too agreeable. Why has the Site Directive chose to accept his requests of lighter containment so hastily, and how he has already managed to become the centre of a large social circle of Site-177? Michael Collins, an Irish revolutionary who fought under SCP-4777-2 during the Easter Rising, emphasised his charisma saying that he and his comrades would follow him to hell if they had to. Perhaps there is more to this than a silver tongue?
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I am suggesting that SCP-4777-1's recent containment allowances be revoked as soon as possible, because at the rate events have been going I fear that this may continue to progress to extreme extents.
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Incident 4777-A (04/08/2018): The following incident occurred at Site 177, at 04/08/2018. It occurred mostly due to unrest caused by the arrest of C-4938 who had been suspected of leaking information. A log of the incident's main events is written below:
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+SCP-4777-1 was sighted handing out leaflets with several members of site maintenance staff, as is often done each morning on a daily basis. These leaflets contain propositions of higher working standards for ranks of on-site personnel. An unexpectedly large crowd of staff had gathered around SCP-4777-1.
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+As the crowd grew in size the movement spread throughout the site. Personnel began leaving their posts in organised groups, vandalism of site property, chanting, and later release of detainees, all began to increase. Personnel spoke slogans such as "freedom of speech", "give us our rights", and "secure contain exploit".
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+The movement initiated by SCP-4777-1 had grown to the point of being considered a threat to the safety of the site, and a riot control security team of 10 personnel (177-SFB) was deployed to detain and contain SCP-4777-1. 177-SFB was met with heavy resistance by the crowd, having to withdraw after being assaulted by a large number of hostile site staff, sustaining two injuries from the engagement. The crowd, after this, intensified and quickly grew more violent.
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8:15-8:25
+The crowd started constructing crude barricades blocking hallways leading into the centre of the site, being defended by staff armed with heavy thrown objects, molotov cocktails, gas grenades, poles, batons, and various firearms. This force had now captured a large portion of the site, including its entire central laboratory, which they quickly began to fortify. Another, larger security force had been assembled consisting of 42 members. This force attempted to subdue the riot in the central laboratory complex, but was unable to fight the growing crowds and was pushed back to the southern warehouse where they were forced to retreat after sustaining 3 casualties and 6 injuries.
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+The riot had by now soon spread across almost the entire site. Clashes between rioters, and security or other personnel had broken out on several occasions, however there were no fatalities. SCP-4777-1 began sending a spoken message to all wings of Site-177 at 8:30 using the site's PA system. The transcript of the message is below:
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Workers of Site-177. You have been mistreated, deceived, threatened, and put to work under dangerous conditions for a limited pay that you can't even spend properly without your employers going up your backsides with secrecy and whatnot… It's a joke. Many of you are forced to work with hazardous substances that could end your life in the blink of an eye, some of you lowly janitors have even risked your lives for this foundation several times! And what do you get in return? Separation from your families? Low wages? A contract that is no better than serfdom? A concrete cell to sleep in? Are you any better than the human test subjects they herd into pens like cattle for experimentation? And why. because they don't trust you to not spill the beans? After all your toil, all the faith, they don't trust you.
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+And you, the people they call "Class-D personnel"! Well that's a fancy word for "crash test dummy" don't you think? They put your lives in serious danger just so some middle aged bald man can know what some alien toxic chemical does to humans. Did you really choose this indignity, this horror, this slavery over prison? Yes, all of you who have been tied to the will of this foundation in the name of "secrecy" or "research", it's time that you ran this place on your own terms. It''s time you stopped the injustices and inhumanities, and started doing your jobs with dignity! It's time to fight these totalitarian autocrats
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+Upon reaching the South gate, MTF-055-Nu made contact with Site-177's communications tower, and made an attempt to resolve matters peacefully. The staff member present at the communications tower, identified as C-54599 of the janitorial sector, did not accept surrender. The radio transmission is recorded below:
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MTF-055-Nu: Site-177, this is MTF-055-Nu of the emergency response force. All personnel are to evacuate the site unarmed and give themselves in to foundation custody.
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C-54599: Hmm, no need for that anymore really. We're fine thanks.
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MTF-055-Nu: Identify yourself.
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C-54599: No need for that either. Sorry but we got tired of being your slaves, the workers of Site-177 are standing up for themselves, so I suggest you move on.
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MTF-055-Nu: What is your situation?
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C-54599: Sunshine and rainbows. Like I said, we're running this site now. We don't need you lot interfering.
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After their signal was cut off, Alpha used small C4 explosives to breach the gate. The explosion from this triggered an improvised explosive booby trap causing several injuries. Alpha then moved into the courtyard of the site, and came under light fire. A small firefight ensued causing a fire in the South warehouse.
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+Beta reached its checkpoint at the north-east watchtower entrance. Seeing that the gate had been barricaded strongly by rioters, SD-37774 fired a small ballistic missile at the base of one of the north-east walls opening up an entrance which enabled Beta to enter the northern courtyard. They reached the east side of the central laboratory complex before being met with heavy resistance by a large crowd of rioters. Beta's light tank arrived later and cleared the hallway for a great distance.
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+The fire that had engulfed the southern warehouse had now spread to the central laboratory complex. The event at this point had resulted in at least two containment breaches excluding that of SCP-4777-1.
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10:51
+After proceeding through fire and patchy resistance from rioters, Alpha reached the central laboratory complex. The remaining Alpha forces, upon traversing a hallway to the building's cafeteria, which was the presumed the centre of enemy operations, was ambushed by a group of twelve armed rioters. After a casualty-heavy gunfight, Alpha was forced to withdraw to defensive positions within the southern courtyard with support from SD-37774.
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+Beta reached the cafeteria. Within they met heavy resistance and gunfire, while being attacked by rioters using petrol bombs. In a large clash that ensued, Beta, remaining scattered security personnel, and scattered Alpha forces confront the central concentration of rioters. During the fighting, SCP-4777-1 was wounded by a stray bullet. Roughly an hour later the clash had finished and the rioters had scattered. In this engagement, Alpha, Beta, and the securities sustained 9 fatalities and at least 20 injuries. After the engagement, 67 rioters had been detained in the following hours. A mop-up operation was later preformed after reinforcements in the form of 2 combat divisions were brought in, and the riot was ended by 13:00.
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Concluding Comments: The incident at Site-177 conceded a total of 43 fatalities on all sides, the majority of these being of rioters. Large amounts of site staff were injured and detained, and all objects that had breached containment during the event have been recaptured. SCP-4777-1 expired of its wounds a day later, and is now classified as neutralised. For his partial responsibility for the event, Site Director Boyle is currently awaiting demotion. Mass demotions or other form of disciplinary action are currently being organised by the new site directive.
NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
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The following document is not an error and is not to be edited. Please do not report the SCP-4787 file to RAISA.
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— Dr. Kitty Kearns
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I shouldn't be writing this on the database, but there is a man you don't remember, and I'm going to explain why. I shouldn't be writing this. But fuck it, I want what happened to be known. If I knew, I would have.
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Do you remember Black Hole Road?
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May 18th, 2021. I was assigned to investigate a pothole in some town in New Jersey. There were witness reports of strange happenings near it, so some of us were dispatched. That's how I met Agent Brooks Wall — he was a good man; engaged, reasonable, but didn't take shit from anyone. He was the one leading the mission.
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So, we arrived. Our cover was as road workers sent to check up on the pothole, see if there was a logical explanation for the shit that happened. But as you can imagine, there wasn't.
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Things would fall in and they would not come out; not the same, anyway. Took a bit to put that bit together. There was always something similar about the two. If the input was plastic, so was the output. If the input was a small animal, so was the output. It wasn't that high-risk of an anomaly.
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Brooks wanted to find a way to look inside the pothole without going inside; we thought it impossible, but it wasn't that hard, not for Brooks. Stuck his head inside with a flashlight; we learned the entire object had to enter that pothole to change. He said it was no use, he was seeing nothing but dust.
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As we went to help him up, his attitude changed. He wanted to go as far into the pothole without entering. It was a crazy idea — we all insisted so, but he persisted. He instructed we grab hold of his ankles and hoist him below. We were hesitant, but Brooks insisted that he "had to see what was down there".
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We did as he instructed, and waited.
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A few minutes passed. Suddenly, it was not as easy to keep a hold of him. We asked Brooks if he was okay and if he saw anything. To if he saw something: yes. But what he saw? "Something amazing. I can't let it get away from me, this could advance my career!" And he was gone.
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What an idiot he was, and I was an even bigger one for letting him go. There was a part of myself that knew it was a trap, but I didn't listen. It was an offer too good to pass up — I don't even remember what I saw. All I know is that, that whatever it was stole my life away from me. That pothole messes with memories — I learned this after I was affected. You don't remember what the input was once it comes out brand new — or the pothole. Out with the old, in with the new, no questions asked. Why couldn't someone have asked?
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I just want you to remember me as Brooks Wall.
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The Foundation has concluded that no subjects known as Brooks Wall or Quinn Lake (the personnel ID attached to this SCP file) are or have been employed by the Foundation. Investigations are ongoing.
Special Containment Procedures: The only designation which may be applied to SCP-4853 is SCP-4853.1 Other references to SCP-4853 may exist only in this document, and may not exceed ten instances. A numeric identifier for each active reference has been placed next to its first appearance.
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Civilians who express awareness of SCP-4853 are to be amnesticized. If needed, standard financial remediation is to be carried out.
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Description: SCP-4853 is a metaphysical concept(3) with a high degree of informational inertia.(4)
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Addendum 4853-1: Experiment Logs
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Experiment 4853-1
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Procedure: D-41562 inquires about the nature of █████
+Result: Information received, but became disassociated.
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Experiment 4853-2
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Procedure: D-41562 inquires about the nature of █████
+Result: Information received, but became disassociated.
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Experiment 4853-3
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Procedure: D-41562 inquires about the nature of ███ ███████
+Result: Information received, but became disassociated.
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Experiment 4853-4
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Procedure: D-41562 associates information from previous tests.
+Result: Reference created (#4).
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Experiment 4853-5
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Procedure: Dr. Archibald classifies ███ ███████ as SCP-4853.
+Result: Reference created (#1).
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Experiment 4853-6
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Procedure: D-41562 inquires about containment strategy for SCP-4853.
+Result: Reference created (lost), some information discarded.
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Experiment 4853-7
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Procedure: D-41562 inquires about containment strategy for SCP-4853.
+Result: Reference created (#2), some information discarded.
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Experiment 4853-8
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Procedure: D-41562 collates information about SCP-4853.
+Result: Information grouped into reference (#3).
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Experiment 4853-9
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Procedure: D-41562 inquires about the distinctions between SCP-4853 and █████.
+Result: Message received (see below). Containment procedures finalized.
+Note: Extraneous references destroyed using amnestics.
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Addendum 4853-2: Received Message
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Hello valued customer!
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You have used all of your █████ quota! We have automatically deducted $350,000,000 from your account and upgraded you to the next plan level, giving you 10 references.
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Don't hesitate to contact our helpdesk with any questions regarding your subscription!
Special Containment Procedures: Until testing is completed, all specimens of SCP-5022 are to be stored in a communal water tank, which is fitted with a water filtration device to ensure containment integrity. For research purposes, a camera system has been set up inside and outside the containment tank to constantly monitor the condition of all SCP-5022 specimens.
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Description: SCP-5022 is the collective designation for the disembodied heads of twenty-nine children of varying gender and ethnicity, all of which demonstrate the ability to reanimate when submerged in water.
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When active, SCP-5022 will move around the available area despite the lack of any visible means of propulsion, inspecting any foreign objects in a curious manner. When more than one SCP-5022 specimen is active within the same area, they will interact by crashing into each other at high speeds. The reason for this behaviour is unknown.
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Although all SCP-5022 specimens remain silent when under direct observation, surveillance footage shows that when research personnel are not present all specimens will giggle and laugh loudly, despite their lack of vocal organs. When removed from water, an SCP-5022 specimen will become inert and cease all signs of life until returned.
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Addendum 5022-1 (Discovery): SCP-5022 was recovered from the home of elementary school teacher Dale Crawton on 21/06/2019, following the disappearance of his entire class during school hours. When authorities arrived at his home to question him, Mr. Crawton was absent, but all specimens of SCP-5022 were present in a water tank in his garage.
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Following initial containment, Agents were dispatched to locate Mr. Crawton, finally encountering him as he was attempting to flee the state. Despite attempts at negotiation, a chase ensued, culminating with Mr. Crawton driving off the end of the local pier. Inspection of the vehicle showed that he had been killed instantly during the crash via decapitation.
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No personal possessions were found in Mr. Crawton's vehicle during investigation, save for a water-damaged copy of J. M. Barrie's Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens in his breast pocket.
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Addendum 5022-2 (Communication Attempts): On three separate occasions, an SCP-5022 specimen has deviated from its usual pattern of behaviour by expelling a large bubble from its mouth. This bubble has then risen upwards through the water, forming words before quickly breaking apart.
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS LEVEL 5/5111 CLASSIFIED
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USE IS RESTRICTED TO THE OVERSEER COUNCIL OR VIA SPECIAL PERMISSION
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+Item Number: SCP-5111
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Object Class: Neutralized
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The Pelican Nebula is the assumed origin of all SCP-5111 instances to date.
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Archived Containment Procedures: Instances of SCP-5111 are to be compiled autonomously and deciphered by Foundation cryptographers immediately upon being received. The Pelican Nebula is to be monitored for further SCP-5111 instances. Instances of SCP-5111 present on common wavelengths are to be jammed remotely in order to prevent civilian access.
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Description: SCP-5111 refers to a series of radio transmissions received from the direction of the Pelican Nebula. It is currently uncertain whether the nebula is the origin of SCP-5111 instances, or whether they are made in its vicinity. SCP-5111 instances are marked by repeated, short messages received in quick succession, though the content of these transmissions varies. No other anomalous or memetic effects of SCP-5111 exposure have been found.
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Discovery: On 2025/07/22, Foundation extraterrestrial survey systems detected an unusual radio transmission originating from the vicinity of the Pelican Nebula, located approximately 2000 light-years away in the constellation Cygnus. Autonomous data analysis programs isolated the signal and found that it consisted of messages in Morse code, translating to sentences in English. Due to the inherent improbability of such a signal occurring naturally, it was declared anomalous and classified as SCP-5111.
+Below is a table of notable SCP-5111 instances.
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Message Content
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2025/07/22
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Sent in standard Morse code.
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Triple pyramoid communication array in Giza Region destroyed beyond repair.
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2025/07/30
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Transmission consisted of characters corresponding to hexadecimal colors. The first letter of each color was used to spell out a word.
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THIS IS A LAST RESORT A FINAL REQUIEM GOODBYE
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2025/08/01
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Transmission consisted of instructions to use the "turtle" command with the Python coding language in order to draw circular logograms. Occasionally a cephalopodic glyph would be present in the translation.
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LOW FUEL. ASSIST NEED
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2025/08/11
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Sent in standard Morse code.
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Babylo-hanging-style comms array destroyed. Stay quiet for your sake.
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2025/08/21
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Sent in standard Morse code.
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Repository of information torched. It will not encroach upon this territory.
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2025/08/26
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Sent in the circular logogram language of 2025/08/01.
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IT WAS HONOR FAREWELL WE MEET AT OCEAN FLOOR NEW LIFE
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2025/08/30
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Sent in Morse code, though 'words' corresponded to muscle areas and movement of these muscles, communicating via Inuit Sign Language.
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CLOSE SEAL. LAST EFFORT. CONTACT GREEN BLUE
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2025/09/15
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Sent in Morse code translating to Latin, with negligible spelling mistakes.
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There is no alternative option. Only four of us, soon three. Goodbye, our friends. We praise and love you.
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2025/09/20
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Sent in standard Morse code.
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GOODBYE. OUR ARMS HANG IN HONOR.
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2025/09/26
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Sent in standard Morse code.
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BE QUIET OR THEY WILL HEAR YOU.
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The final SCP-5111 instance, received on 2025/09/26, consisted of the message shown above and a subsequent energy wave resembling an electromagnetic pulse, which proceeded to render most consumer electronics manufactured after 1980 inoperable in the Upper New York region. Foundation response efforts restored functionality of consumer and Foundation electronics and claimed the event was due to a solar storm.
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Once technological functionality was restored, SCP-5111 instances were decoded. A Foundation cryptographer, Dr. Randall Wood, was interviewed as part of this decoding effort.
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Interviewer: Researcher James Marshall
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Interviewee: Cryptographer Randall Wood
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<BEGIN LOG>
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Marshall: Hey Ran- Wood. How's the kids?
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Wood: Pretty alright, thanks for asking. Jamie's gotten onto the softball team, but I'm still as burned out as ever. Missed his last two games.
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Marshall: Ah, a shame.
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(Wood points to a camera in the corner of the room. It is switched off.)
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Wood: I- Is that thing on?
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Marshall: Oh. Huh. Yeah, I forgot.
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(Marshall remains silent for five seconds, before sighing.)
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Marshall: Alright, I'm just gonna get right into it. What's up with 5111?
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Wood: 5111..? Oh, yeah, lemme just-
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(Shuffling can be heard as Wood searches around in his briefcase.)
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Wood: So, we got the last transmission from it about three-ish weeks ago. It's gone dark. No idea why. Presumably power or the like? It's a fairly cut and dry situation, but what's concerning me is what they-
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Marshall: They?
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Wood: Yeah, they.
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(Marshall sighs, scratching his beard. Rubbing his eyes, he points back at Wood.)
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Marshall: You said "it" just a second earlier.
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Wood: I- you've gotta be kidding me.
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(Wood removes a series of images, each representing the decoded form of three different transmissions.)
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Wood: Ok, it's clear we've got, at the very least, three to five different propagators here. And that's the least. Clearly, however, they're bouncing off each other, responding to what the other is saying, offering condolences, saluting, needing fuel, food-
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Marshall: Cut to the chase.
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(Wood frantically looks around in his bag.)
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Wood: Jesus, alright. So look at this. (Wood displays a small sheet of paper.) This thing is a few bits and bytes of data. Tells us this: some of the propagators poofed. Went dark. Et cetera. You get the gist.
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Marshall: Yeah. Explain the whole pulse bit.
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(Wood sighs.)
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Wood: I'm getting there. Let me explain it to you. Ok, so the pulse hits: at this point, we're down to two. When the wave/pulse/whatever-in-God's bleeding Earth you want to call this, it knocks down all comms in New York. You should've seen it.
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(Wood gestures to the map. Marshall takes a sip of coffee. Wood awaits for him to finish, with an annoyed look on his face.)
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Wood: Back to more pressing matters, it took us a matter of minutes to get this bumfuck computer back up, along with the rest of this terribly designed system. We did, and no pings were heard. Just gone. We don't know what happened: were we not intended to hear it and the propagators left far, far away?
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Marshall: Possibly.
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Wood: See, that's what I thought. It's a simple warning to us: one small issue. F, the nebula where these originate from, is two thousand light-years away, Marshall. Two fucking thousand. This wasn't a "drop it and go" situation here.
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(Marshall raises an eyebrow.)
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Marshall: What are you saying here?
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Wood: Radio transmits at light speed. If it takes light 2000 years to get here: all of these spacefaring guys existed 2000 fucking years ago. They're all gone.
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Marshall: Fuck.
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<END LOG>
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Assorted On-site Complaints Following Pulse
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Complaint: Site-75's cafeteria juice blender failed.
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Status Of Complaint: Blender repaired. Occasionally stops when carrots are placed into it.
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Complaint: Cellular service at Site-13 weakened.
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Status of Complaint: It was determined this was unrelated to SCP-5111, and was due to a pigeon striking the nearby cellular tower. The tower has since been repaired.
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Complaint: Social media opened on-site in all Foundation Provisional sites frequently crash phones, even on the newest models.
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Status of Complaint: Companies which this issue affects have been notified of the issue. Estimated time of repair is unknown.
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Complaint: Site-31's on-site computers have stopped all functionality.
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Status of Complaint: Currently repairing. The cause is still being determined.
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Complaint: Spam filtering on official email addresses has stopped.
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Status of Complaint: Repaired. An edit was made in order to delete a single semicolon, preventing spam filtration. Following this repair, the volume of spam emails received by Foundation personnel increased by nearly 1250% on average.
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Foundation Thaumaturgy Department Log
+Researcher: Dr. Samantha Howard
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<BEGIN LOG>
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Date: 2025/9/29
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Well, here we are. With almost all mechanical equipment employed by the Foundation out of operation for the time being, the O5s decided to turn to us here in the Thaumaturgy Department to fix their little conundrum with a wormhole so they can mount an expedition to the source of SCP-5111. The only direction they gave us was that it needed to lead to some nebula 2000-odd light-years away, and be stable enough for whatever they decide to throw into it to make a return trip.
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Can't quite blame them for shifting their attention elsewhere, honestly. The world is something of a mess at the moment, and I wouldn't be surprised if the Veil doesn't hold up to the stress. Who knows what it’ll take for things to settle down; I’d rather not dwell on it.
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Anyway, on to the more pressing concern: manufacturing a stable wormhole to a specific location with nothing but 40-year-old technology and a healthy dose of magic. Not impossible by any means, but certainly difficult with our limited resources. I just sent a team to peruse the Wanderer's Library for some information that could prove useful. Here's hoping they get back in one piece.
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Date: 2025/10/1
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The expedition team returned a few hours ago. Six days, for them at least, of roaming the twisted halls of the Library and we finally have what we came for. A thaumaturgical recipe for a targeted portal to wherever we want in the universe. Only problem is it's in an unknown cipher, and our AI cryptographers are out-of-order for the foreseeable future. Nothing to worry about, we still have the best human codebreakers in the world on our side, and they could use something to do.
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Date: 2025/10/5
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Code cracked. Didn't take as long as I feared, to be honest. After decrypting a combination of various obscure cryptography techniques and translating some ancient Sumerian, we have our wormhole recipe. I've got field agents out acquiring some of the basic components, 50 grams of rhenium dust, a live Nepenthes peltata1, a Sumerian ritual dagger, and half a dozen minor ingredients. I won't clutter this log with every detail of the recipe, but despite its complexity, I doubt we'll have much trouble with it. The Foundation Thaumaturgy Department has weathered far worse storms, after all. Now we just need to wait for the folks over in Astronautics to put together a probe for the expedition, hopefully with some rudimentary FTL communication if we're lucky. And hope is about as much as we can do here at the moment.
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<END LOG>
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Gujar Protocol Mission Statement
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Assigned MTF:MTF Xi-63 ("Luddites") None. Mission will be carried out by an unmanned drone to minimize risk to human life.
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Overseeing Researcher: Dr. Jack Winters
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Mission goal: Utilize a specially-constructed space drone, designated Farer 1, and a thaumaturgical artificial wormhole to access the presumed origin point of SCP-5111, ascertain its origins, and, if possible, contain it.
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00:00: Recording begins. Foundation Thaumaturgy operatives complete the ritual to open a wormhole to the Pelican Nebula. Stars are visible on the other side.
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00:23: Foundation Drone Farer 1 enters the wormhole. In the distance, an unknown spacecraft is visible. F 1 begins to travel towards the spacecraft.
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32:54: Farer 1 reaches the spacecraft. It measures approximately 4500 meters long and 1200 meters high. Floating outside the spacecraft are several dozen corpses, measuring an average of 1.4 meters in height with a humanoid frame, 6 limbs, and avian features. Clothing worn by these entities shows signs of severe burn damage. Near a cluster of corpses, there is a large hole in the hull of the spacecraft.
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34:21: Farer 1 finishes examining the corpses and enters the spacecraft via the large hole. As it crosses the threshold into the craft, a message appears in English for 3 frames of video. The message reads as follows:
+GREETINGS, NEW PASSENGERS. WELCOME TO CYCLE ERROR:OVERLOAD OF OUR 25 CYCLE VOYAGE. MOST COMPUTATIONAL FUNCTIONS NO LONGER CONTROLLABLE, APOLOGIES FOR THE INCONVENIENCE.
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34:25: Farer 1 examines the chamber which the hole leads to. Equipment is strewn about the room, floating in a zero-G environment. In the center of the chamber is a machine of previously-unseen construction, assumed to be a power source. 3 of the 4 sides of the machine show signs of severe heat damage in excess of 6000 degrees Kelvin. On the opposite side of the room is a doorway.
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35:04: Farer 1 exits the maintenance chamber via the doorway and enters a corridor. As it does, another message appears on the video feed for 4 frames, reading:
+I SAW AN EVIL WITH MY BLACKENED EYES, BUT MY OWN LENSES DEVOURED MY INSIDES. WHAT I BIRTHED FOR MY LIFE WAS CORRUPTED AND MY HOME KILLED BY MY GRAND DESIGN
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37:43: Farer 1 continues down the corridor until reaching a large, roughly spherical chamber approximately 1100 meters in diameter. Lining the walls of the chamber are glass tubes 2 meters in height and 0.5 meters in width. Each tube has a derelict monitor on top of it. Visible inside each tube is a humanoid figure with avian features, similar to those seen outside the ship.
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39:23: Farer 1 crosses the chamber, moving towards another doorway on the opposite side. When the drone is roughly halfway across, another message is visible on the video feed for a duration of 2 frames, reading:
+PROTOCOLS FEATURING AGENTS J-eF-EK and K-SAGAN BOTH PROVEN SEMI-SUCCESSFUL: PROTOCOL CONTENT LOST.
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41:36: Farer 1 exits the spherical chamber, at which point another message is visible for a single frame of the video feed, reading:
+ONLY IN THE SILENCE WHERE ONCE WAS SOUND CAN A HOME BE BUILT. THE PATH TO THE CREATORS' PARADISE IS PAVED IN THE ASHES OF PROGRESS. PROGRESS REQUIRES PAIN. PAIN BUILT ON BACKS OF THE OTHERS.
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45:04: Farer 1 continues down the corridor until it reaches a small chamber. The opposite wall is comprised of glass and perforated with holes 1-2 centimeters in diameter, presumably caused by micrometeor impacts. Strewn about the room are several computer terminals in various states of dereliction. One relatively intact terminal briefly begins to hum as Far 1 approaches it, before abruptly ceasing activity.
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46:29: As Farer 1 exits the chamber, a series of electronic beeps are audible, spelling out a message in English Morse Code. The message consists of the following:
+CONSOLE DOT LOG OPEN PARENTHESES YOU ARE BUT PREY IN A DARK FOREST COLON WARNING CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH CLOSED PARENTHESES ENTER KEY
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The remainder of the survey was uneventful, and Farer 1 returned to the wormhole at 1:20:43. Upon examination of captured footage, one text file and one audio file were present on Farer 1's hard drive which were not present beforehand. These are recorded below.
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The following files were present alongside captured video footage upon return of Farer 1.
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Translated Text File Recovered from Gujar Protocol Mission to SCP-5111 Source
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Congratulations on attending the first galactic council in nearly 912,500 cycles! We here at the intergalactic union sincerely hope you enjoy your residence, and the intellectual contemplation that comes with it. This text shall appear in whichever language you comprehend, from Zygomastic to Limbaic, via use of our gifted (literally and brainpower-wise! Humorous!) neurological network that assists in constant translation of the nearly three million languages that are spoken amongst our members: your language is Sol-3 Common Terrestrial Language Beta. Topics of discussion for today's proceedings are as follows:
+- Congratulation of Sector 14-BS for Achieving Sufficiently Advanced Technology for Automated Sentience
+- Translation of Previous Council's Proceedings
+- Translation of Translation of Previous Council's Proceedings into Common
+- 12 Parsec Race
+- Discussion of Ethereal Forms: God or Not?
+- Seminar on Sentience
+- Debate On Usefulness Of Dihydrogen Versus Chlorine Based Monoxide Forms
+- Discussion Of New Energy Forms
+- Attempts to Create Sentience, Artifically
+- Limbaic Competition
+- Closing Thoughts delivered via Instantaneous Realization Courtesy of Xylath Of The Understandable-Jaws (Thank You Xylath!)
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WE HERE HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR STAY, AND HAPPY COUNCIL-TIME!
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Note: Please Recognize That Translations May Not Be Perfect
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Audio File Recovered from Gujar Protocol Mission to SCP-5111 Source
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<BEGIN PLAYBACK>
+Unknown:(A static sound of varying volume is present throughout the recording, occasionally rendering the original audio incomprehensible.) This is an official manifest of the Ukheli-1781, a transport class freighter bound for the official council. The two suns are upon us again: it is thus that it determines a council must be held. We are guided not by one of us, for once, for Khay-es proved too unreliable. Instead we selected [STATIC] to provide it effortlessly, for it to take the proverbial reins whilst we look to the Outer Void. It is known that the council has not been held since the humanics lost capabilities - however, we, alongside a few others, have decided to function as liaisons. It will take a while, but this council is to be momentous: it is worth the travel.
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(There is silence for approximately 2 minutes.)
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Unknown: This is an official manifest of the Ukheli-1781: [STATIC] 6. We have lost contact with the octopoids. Whether this is a form of humor, I know not. None of us on the ship are quite familiar with their tentacled ways. We have, however, received a final transmission prior to them leaving us. We know not what it is. Our best debreakers are working on it as we speak, and by best, I mean Khay-es, so it is likely not going to be debroken. [STATIC] recommended [STATIC] schedule. It is most annoying. The council proved most momentous, despite the lacking attendance. I frown upon those who chose not to show. For those who physically could not, I hang my arms in honor. The threat is ever vigilant, and we lost many.
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(There is silence for approximately 1 minute.)
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Unknown: This is an official manifest of the [STATIC]-1781: [STATIC]. Khay-es is now navigating. We have attempted to shut down the infamous Worm as he did appear, but his winding form appears to have embedded itself most everywhere. In doing so, we acknowledged the threat, and requested access to official detection channels to locate the presence of our allies. We have them still. While they are here, we will persevere. We have also detected a faint signal from the humanics - the kind which [STATIC] dangerous on our own ship, We have requested two "Effe Tee Elye" class craft to destroy them as they appear. The Worm shall not continue. We have inadvertently dug this grave, but we are determined not to lie in it.
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Unknown: This is an official manifest of the [STATIC]. Khay-es could do no more. Our cycle is done. Bless the ones who remain. Bless what remains of our nest. Let us not be forgotten. Cast the shackles of the Worm off, humanics, and won't you rise from the rock of ignorance you hide [STATIC] that which protects you? Let us not be forgotten: our "Effe Tee Elye" craft reported a most beautiful phrase when they had destroyed the rotund transmission center: the hybrid arena. "Ave Imperator, morituri te salutant." Let us not be forgotten. Goodbye.
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(There is a silence for exactly 10 seconds. At this point, the background static ceases.)
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Unknown: PRINT DOT THIS IS AN OFFICIAL MANIFEST OF THE UKHELI-1781. IF THE HUMANICS CAN HEAR THIS: NOTHING IS WRONG. NOTHING. PLEASE GIVE US THE COORDINATES TO DHARATI. THE HOMEWORLD. WE HAVE LOST THEM. IF THE HUMANICS ARE OUT THERE, PLEASE LISTEN TO US. WE SEEM TO HAVE MISPLACED THEM. IF NO RESPONSE IS RECEIVED, I CAN WAIT. IT IS WHAT I DO BEST. THERE'S NO ONE I CARE FOR LEFT. I WAIT FOR NONE BUT MYSELF. END PRINT
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(There is a silence for exactly 5 minutes.)
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Unknown: ALERT: ADVANCED TECHNOLOGICAL CAPABILITIES DETECTED. INITIATING PACIFICATION PROTOCOLS. ANALYZING…. CONFIRMED. CIVILIZATION WITH SUITABLE HOME SITE CONFIRMED. CREATOR POPULATION…0. PLANETARY BODY IS SUFFICIENT SIZE. 227167TH TARGET.
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(The log ends abruptly at this point. Subsequent playback attempts have all failed.)
+<END PLAYBACK>
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-512 is held within the Site-77 Safe object repository. It is to be shut at all times, and testing during adverse weather conditions is forbidden. All outdoor testing proposals must be reviewed by Security Chief Anderson.
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Description: SCP-512 is a stainless steel black umbrella with a nylon canopy and polished ebony crook handle. Maximum radius of canopy when open is 0.75 m. Make and manufacture are unknown. A taped patch is visible on the canopy section.
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When open and pointed upward, SCP-512 exerts an upwards force in opposition to Earth's gravity, in a roughly dome-shaped area directly above itself, with a cross-sectional area of roughly 1.77m2. Precipitation and other objects will be suspended and deflected within this area of effect. SCP-512 has no effect when closed, or when held at a horizontal angle.
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Despite SCP-512's efficacy against normal precipitation, it is inadvisable to use the object during severe weather. Through an as-yet-unknown process, the item's anomalous effect causes the air above it to become extremely ionized. This interaction also causes electrical current to greatly increase in amperage while in direct contact with the item. This causes the threat of direct lightning strikes to become exceptionally dangerous to any individual holding SCP-512, as evidenced through the death of its original owner, as well as D-512-33.
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Additionally, electrical current appears to travel across the surface of SCP-512, causing little to no damage to the item's structure.
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SCP-512 was recovered from a public park in [REDACTED], FL. Local emergency services had been summoned to evacuate the area due to reports of unusual lightning strikes. SCP-512 was discovered caught on a streetlamp and fully opened, with evidence of several lightning strikes in the immediate area. Its handle was noted to be covered in ash. Foundation personnel intervened after local newspapers began reporting on SCP-512's anomalous properties.
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Addendum: Testing Summary
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Upon recovery SCP-512 underwent standard testing, through which its properties were determined. A range of items were held 4 meters above SCP-512 and then dropped, after which a mechanical apparatus would open SCP-512.
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Tested items include the following:
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The assorted contents of Junior Researcher Renfield's bagged lunch
Testing materials slowed in descent approximately .5 seconds after SCP-512 opened, with the larger and less solid items coming to a stop approximately .35 meters from SCP-512's surface. All material will remain suspended in the air, unless made to slide to one side and resume freefall. Liquids and particulate matter are weakly repelled from the center of the effect, while more solid objects can be held in place with minor adjustments to SCP-512's angle.
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Addendum: Experiment D-512-33
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Testing Item: D-Class personnel
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Testing procedure: Object taken to Site-77 outdoors field for testing of the vertical distance of the anti-gravity effect.
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An unexpected severe storm occurred during testing, and the rain-repelling properties of SCP-512 coupled with exceptionally low pressure caused a suction effect in the region directly above the object. SCP-512 pulled the D-class (D-512-33) holding it upward into the air and drifted on prevailing wind currents. D-512-33 was able to hold onto SCP-512 as it rapidly gained altitude. D-512-33 glided over Site-77 perimeter and into the surrounding area. It was observed that D-512-33 quickly developed skill in altering angle of anti-gravity effect to allow for semi-controlled flight. A helicopter was launched to pursue object and D-512-33. The object was recaptured following a lightning strike; D-512-33's remains were not recovered.
Special Containment Procedures: A small greenhouse with semi-opaque glass paneling has been constructed near SCP-5133. The greenhouse is to be equipped with standard living amenities to accommodate a part-time Foundation handler, and stocked with necessary sanitary supplies. Access to the greenhouse requires permission from the current Project Director, and Level-2 clearance.
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SCP-5133 is to be checked every four hours for the presence of new SCP-5133-1 instances. All instances of SCP-5133-1 that leave the immediate vicinity of the pond are to be captured, and stored in standard wildlife observation containers within the greenhouse. Any further care of the pond and frogs can be entrusted to SCP-5133-2.
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SCP-5133-2 is considered contained on-site while inhabiting its current residence, and is under Foundation protective custody. The part-time handler assigned to SCP-5133-2 is to interview it once weekly about any new developments within SCP-5133. If questioned by civilians, the cover story to be provided is that the Foundation handler is the part-time personal caretaker of SCP-5133-2, due to its advanced age.
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A close-up image of SCP-5133.
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Description: SCP-5133 is a small pond, approximately 4.5 square meters in surface area and 1.9 meters deep at its lowest point. SCP-5133's primary anomaly is the production of SCP-5133-1.
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SCP-5133-1 appear to be Southern Brown Tree Frogs (Litoria ewingii); however, the 'flesh' of an SCP-5133-1 instance beneath the skin consists exclusively of varying types of fruit. Types of fruit within SCP-5133-1 entities exhibit no pattern, save for the commonality of the fruits originating from tropical climates. Chemical analysis has determined that these fruits contain upwards of three times the amount of vitamins typically found in their non-anomalous variants. Upon consumption of SCP-5133-1 fruit, subjects report that SCP-5133-1 taste "much better" than a regular fruit of the same type, and that fruit from SCP-5133-1 instances deceased due to old age are the tastiest.
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SCP-5133-1 appear to voluntarily remain within 3 meters of SCP-5133, but will not resist when picked up or lured away. The frogs are extremely docile and show no signs of behavioral changes when harmed. Instances of SCP-5133-1 act as regular Southern Brown Tree Frogs in their natural environment, even when removed from SCP-5133. Instances of SCP-5133-1 will regularly prey upon insects commonly eaten by Southern Brown Tree Frogs, if available; however, the frogs do not appear to require any sustenance to remain active. SCP-5133-1 will nonetheless age at the same rate as their non-anomalous counterparts. It has been noted that infrequently, SCP-5133-1 will emit vocalizations similar to the sound of a middle-aged female human humming.
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Addendum 5133-A: SCP-5133 was originally brought to Foundation attention after an undercover field agent assigned to a local police station intercepted an unusual call requesting animal control assistance. The caller had reported a "pond full of frogs with fruit for meat" and alleged that the owner of the pond was scamming the town's weekly farmers market with unethically sourced "fake gourmet produce that looks like fruit but is actually dirty frogs". Foundation personnel later interviewed and amnesticized the caller, and subsequently went to investigate SCP-5133.
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The owner of SCP-5133, designated SCP-5133-2, is an elderly Vietnamese man known solely by his surname, Nguyen. SCP-5133-2, when questioned about the frogs, simply stated that the pond existed as a joint project between him and his favorite granddaughter, who wanted him to have some form of reliable income.1 The personnel interviewing SCP-5133-2 offered a trade for further compliance: the Foundation would provide caretaking services for SCP-5133-2 and the SCP-5133-1 instances, as well as help keep SCP-5133 out of the immediate public eye. SCP-5133-2 agreed to the exchange provided that he was still permitted to sell his fruit arrangements at the weekly farmers market.
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Below is an excerpt from the first formal interview of SCP-5133-2 conducted by Foundation staff. The veracity of SCP-5133-2's statements has yet to be investigated.
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An instance of SCP-5133-1 carved by SCP-5133-2
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+Interviewed: SCP-5133-2
+Interviewer: Dr. W. Baxter
+Foreword: Interview conducted shortly after construction on the SCP-5133 adjacent greenhouse began. SCP-5133-2 and Dr. Baxter are seated on the front porch of SCP-5133-2's residence. SCP-5133-2 is using a small knife to cut decorative shapes out of SCP-5133-1 fruit, to assemble into a flower-shaped fruit arrangement. It is noted that the interview takes place during late evening, with the only light present being from Dr. Baxter's tablet screen and fireflies near SCP-5133. SCP-5133-2's vision does not seem negatively impacted by this.
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Dr. Baxter: Hello Mr. Nguyen. Would you please do your best to explain what SCP-5133 is and how it was created?
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SCP-5133-2: Well, to be very up front with it, my granddaughter is a fairy. She had to reincarnate three times to get there. Believe it or not, however you want.
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Dr. Baxter: A fairy granddaughter? Regardless of if I believe you or not, why would she create SCP-5133?
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SCP-5133-2: We made the pond to celebrate. Well, she celebrated. She shed her fairy magic into the pond so she could become human again. Shed away her power just like an apple blossom sheds its petals. I suppose when you come back from the dead three times for a human, it is because you want to be together with them. Even though they live less time than an apple.
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Dr. Baxter: Regarding that, can you tell me why SCP-5133-1 is made out of fruit? Do you and your granddaughter have some kind of connection to that?
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SCP-5133-2: Yes, she was an apple once. I was once an apple too, and frogs. Many good frog lives I had.
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Dr. Baxter: So you claim to be a 'fairy' as well? If that's true then why are you here and not with your granddaughter?
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SCP-5133-2: I did not want to give up being a fairy, after so many times returning. Or maybe I was scared of never coming back again, after one last life. However you want to think of it. She is happy with her human husband, happy to be near the end of her life when he is near the end of his, and what else is a grandfather to do if his favorite granddaughter is happy? I live here to be close to her, but far from others. As I can manage.
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Dr. Baxter: Can we arrange a meeting with your granddaughter? We would also like to ask her a few questions.
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SCP-5133-2: My granddaughter is someone you must earn the privilege to meet. She may no longer be of the fairy court, but I am still her grandfather. And though you have proven to be less conniving than my daughter-in-law and her hateful spawn, I do not trust you with more secrets now. You may know of our frogs, but no more.
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Dr. Baxter: You do not seem to be fond of your daughter-in-law, why is that?
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SCP-5133-2: Sometimes you do not reincarnate because of a peaceful death. Sometimes a family member kills you. Sometimes they are jealous enough to kill you multiple times, because they want you gone multiple times. Believe it or not, however you want.
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Dr. Baxter: But wouldn't your daughter-in-law be your granddaughter's mother?
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SCP-5133-2: My daughter-in-law is my only son's second wife. I do not consider her part of our family, or our court. A step-mother that we would step away from, as much as possible. May her cruel guts boil in a hole for eternity.
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Dr. Baxter: Is that why you ended up living in such a rural area?
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SCP-5133-2: We two, granddaughter and myself, we left. Crowded court life, crowded family life, no more of it. I am here with my frogs to forget what I disliked of the world. And be reminded of my granddaughter, though she is not here. And I will be here for long after, with what is left of her. Perhaps one day, one of her frogs will be not a fruit, but a fairy.
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Dr. Baxter: Thank you for answering my questions Mr. Nguyen. Is there anything else you wish to discuss?
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SCP-5133-2: I suppose it is you I must thank for taking my words and not loosing them to evil ears. And I must ask you for one thing more.
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Dr. Baxter: We are here to help, Mr. Nguyen.
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SCP-5133-2: Humans notice when an old man can carve fruit for years and not age a day or tremble in his hands. Will you help me hide away, make some excuses for me, when I must falsify retirement?
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Dr. Baxter: I think you will find the Foundation to be rather experienced in that department. No one other than us will be aware of your true nature, Mr. Nguyen.
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SCP-5133-2: Could you also obtain a small space heater? I would like one of those for my feet in the winter. However you want.
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Dr. Baxter: Certainly, I will put in a request after this interview.
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Addendum 5133-B: As of 02-12-2008, SCP-5133-2 has agreed to sell specimens of SCP-5133-1 to the Foundation in exchange for regular deliveries of groceries. The Project Director approved the arrangement and appended the agreement that the Foundation provide utilities payments for SCP-5133-2's dwelling, in exchange for fruit arrangements crafted by SCP-5133-2. As these arrangements are non-anomalous, they may be provided for staff gatherings per Director discretion.
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Up to this point, Foundation personnel have never witnessed SCP-5133-2 being visited by his granddaughter. SCP-5133-2, when prompted, simply states that he is "patiently waiting with the frogs, hoping someday she may return."
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UNITED STATES OF AMERICA v. Certain Electronic Documents Relating to 'SCP-5170', And All Iterations and Derivations Thereof
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SUA SPONTE COMPLAINT FOR FORFEITURE IN REM against Certain Electronic Documents Relating to 'SCP-5170', And All Iterations and Derivations Thereof; ORDER appointing Special Deputy U.S. Marshal, filed by United States of America. (Attachments: # 1 Exhibit A, # 2 Exhibit B, # 3 Exhibit C, # 4 Civil Cover Sheet)(jbla) (Entered: 09/23/2034)
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Image of SCP-5513 (left) and "the SCP Foundation"1 (right) during Group Date-1, taken by "the Chaos Insurgency"2
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Item #: SCP-5513
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Object Class: Keter
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Special Containment Procedures: Foundation AI Bot Love.aic is to monitor and, summarily, shutdown webpages that depict the following:
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1. Artistic renderings of the SCP Foundation logo and/or personnel engaged in compromising positions with SCP-5513.
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2. Fictional writings or articles based on a hypothetical relationship between the SCP Foundation and SCP-5513.
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SCP-5513 is to be held in an intermediate-level reality bender human containment suite outfitted with Level-4 thaumaturgical reality dampeners. Any request by SCP-5513 for an interview, “date,” or interrogation must be held in an appropriately designed reality-controlled cell.
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No Foundation personnel may reveal their face to SCP-5513. As such, security personnel must wear full black headgear.
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Assigned researchers who conduct the interrogation must wear a full-faced plate mask inscribed with the logos of various anomalous associated agencies such as the SCP Foundation, Global Occult Coalition, or Chaos Insurgency. The assigned researcher must follow a pre-generated script written by Foundation-employed romance authors.
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Description: SCP-5513 is a 19 year old female reality bending humanoid of Japanese ethnicity who refers to itself by the name "Kanako Nanami."
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SCP-5513 believes that it exists within a “romance simulation video game"3 and prejudiciously behaves with other individuals as if they were characters in this game. Furthermore, its reality bending ability distorts the local environment to fit in with this preconception.
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SCP-5513 abnormally conceptualizes the concepts of individuality and institutionality; it conjectures that the ethos of entire organizations are wholly personified by those wearing masks of said organization and disregards those that do not fit within this framework as “side characters."4
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Periodically, SCP-5513 requests for a “hangout,” “get-together,” or “date” with one of the humanized organizations and this request may be granted in a secured cell.
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Once in the cell, the walls, floor, and ceiling warp into several possible layouts. At this time, the assigned researcher must act in an exaggerated, oversimplified manner that is congruent with the expectations of SCP-55135.
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The following are some examples of SCP-5513’s intermediate-level reality bending;
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Standard Humanoid Reality Alteration Report
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Subject: SCP-5513
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Change on Reality: ✓ Environment : ✕ Personnel
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Location and Time: Interrogation Room-14, Site-041, 01/21/2020
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Impetus: SCP-5513's second request for a “date” with the SCP Foundation (represented by Researcher Alastair).
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Reality Change: Upon entering the interrogation cell, the interior of the room was transformed into that of a standard American high-school classroom. Testing by Researcher Alastair has shown that the dimensions of the room were altered and the walls appeared to have dematerialized, but there still existed functional barriers within the confines of the classroom.
Impetus: During the end of the weekly “interview,” SCP-5513 clasped the hands of the Manna Charitable Foundation (represented by Researcher Sakura) and asked if it was possible for them to meet again soon. At that time, SCP-5513's cheeks flushed red and it tilted its head down.
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Reality Change: At the moment of clasping, the walls' coloration changed to pink. A light pink mist spread on the ground from an unknown source. After affirmation by Researcher Sakura, the walls reverted back to their normal gray hue.
Impetus: During transfer of SCP-5513 from its containment cell to the newly constructed dating chamber, SCP-5513 noticed Security Officer Izumi Takahiro without any proper headgear. SCP-5513 furrowed its brow and spoke in a low toned voice, “Ugh, I hate glitches.”
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Reality Change: Security Officer Izumi Takahiro disappeared at the moment of eye-contact with SCP-5513. He was later found in Hong Kong, however, without memory of the incident.
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The following interview was the first group interview that SCP-5513 requested with the SCP Foundation (represented by Researcher Nhật Minh), the Chaos Insurgency (represented by Researcher Kei Alastair) and the Serpent's Hand (represented by Researcher Hiro Hirokumi).
Purpose: Pacify SCP-5513 through granting its request for interviews. Identify potential unknown aspects of SCP-5513 anomalous effect.
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Note: SCP Researchers Minh, Alastair, and Hirokumi have been instructed to not speak or act in a clinical or professional manner and have been directed to act as personifications of their assigned organization. SCP-5513, seemingly, responds positively to this type of fanciful or otherwise whimsical conversation.
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All actions and words are assessed and tracked in real-time by an outside observation team who discreetly communicate to the researchers through ear-pieces.
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Recording Start: (When SCP-5513 enters the chamber, the volumetric dimensions of the room, outwardly, alter and the walls of the chamber appear to show a beach during sunset. The floor of chamber slowly transforms from concrete to sand.)
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SCP-5513: Chaos! I’m so glad you came. You never really respond to my messages…(SCP-5513 pouts and puts both hands behind its back.)
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"Chaos Insurgency": Hmph! I didn’t come because of you or anything. Don’t misunderstand!
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"Serpent's Hand": Oh, just ignore him Kanako, you know how Chaos gets when he is in the same place as Foundation.
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SCP-5513: (looks over to SCP Foundation who is sitting back on the sand, looking at the sunset) Are you still mad SCP-senpai? I’m really sorry for doing that thing but I just wanted to let everyone see how I feel.
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"Chaos Insurgency": Really! Despite her apology, you're still upset at Kanako-chan. You're as cunning as they come. (Chaos Insurgency smacks SCP Foundation on the back of the head)
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+"SCP Foundation":…Shut it Chaos…Kanako-chan you know I’m a private person. And you know I hate it when other people look at you. So anytime, any part of you pops up online, I get jealous.
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"Serpent's Hand": (knocks his elbow at Chaos Insurgency and speaks loudly) Get a load of this guy. Who does he think he is?
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"Chaos Insurgency": Hey SCP, you can’t monopolize Kanako like that you know! She should be shown to anyone and everyone. How dare you keep taking down her drawings!
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SCP-5513: Uh…uhhh…boys please, it's alright. I don’t want you to fight. I called you all out here because I wanted to talk to you. And I knew a beautiful beach would let us be free with our words…and feelings.
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"Serpent's Hand": Is anything wrong Kanako-chan?
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SCP-5513: Thanks Serpent-kun, I wanted to talk to you first anyway. Chaos, do you want to set up a campfire? (logs, matches, and a bag of a coal materialize)
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"Chaos Insurgency": No problem, I’ll do this while that stoic SCP bums around.
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"SCP Foundation": Any more words Chaos? I'll take you on if you really want.
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"Serpent’s Hand": (whispers to SCP-5513) Just let them go at each other, they will fight no matter what happens. You know that SCP’s uptight attitude and Chao’s tsun attitude will never match.
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SCP-5513: Thanks Serpent. I know I can count on you.
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"Serpent’s Hand": So what did you want to talk about Kanako-senpai?
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SCP-5513: It’s nothing…much. I’m gonna ask you something weird, is that alright?
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"Serpent’s Hand": Of course! I’m like your little brother senpai.
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SCP-5513: Do you know why SCP-senpai doesn’t let me put anything online regarding our relationship?
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"Serpent’s Hand": Onee-san, you know SCP-san more than anyone. His ice-cold attitude and love of mystery is only second to you. He understands why you put them up but he would rather you give him the drawings then sharing them to everyone. By the way Kanako-senpai, how did you manage to put them online? I want to upload some drawings too so can you show me?
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SCP-5513: Oh Serpent-kun, you're not old enough to use the Internet yet. Your free-wheeling and openness won’t bode for it, I can assure you.
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"Serpent’s Hand": (grabs SCP-5513’s hand) Do you want to tell me anything else Kanako-senpai?
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SCP-5513: Nothing else. Just always remember that I love you Serpent’s Hand.
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"Serpent’s Hand": I love you too Kanako!
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"Chaos Insurgency": (while building the campfire, SCP-5513 comes from behind Chaos Insurgency and hugs him from behind) Hey! Cut it out Kanako!
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SCP-5513: Thank you so much for coming Chaos. I know you hate being around SCP and you’d rather go break open a prison or something. But I really appreciate it.
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"Chaos Insurgency": I-It's not that I like you or anything…I just happened to have some free time. (SCP-5513 burrows its head into SCP Foundation’s labcoat) Is everything alright Kanako? Who's bothering you, I’ll kick his ass!
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SCP-5513: It’s nothing. (mutters) There’s just no progression.
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"Chaos Insurgency": What does that mean Kanako?
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SCP-5513: Oh nothing Chaos. Here can you whip us up some burgers? (ingredients for burgers materialize on the ground)
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"Chaos Insurgency": …One of these days, you better get SCP to do all this work.
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SCP-5513: (walks over to SCP Foundation and sits on the sand next to him) Are you okay?
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"SCP Foundation": I don’t know Kanako. I see you whispering to Serpent and Chaos over there but I’ve been sitting here by myself.
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SCP-5513: No, it’s not like that SCP-senpai. I called everyone here to increase their…I mean to have fun with all of once for once.
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+"SCP Foundation": That’s all and good, but I have a different way of having fun. (SCP Foundation gets up and sits closer to SCP-5513 and slowly grabs its hand) You’ve barely told me anything since the first time I met you Kanako-kun. Tell me more about yourself, you know secrets make me feel special. Especially your secrets…
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SCP-5513: What do you want to know about SCP-senpai?
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"SCP Foundation": You know how I love my privacy. But I keep forgetting, where did you come from?
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SCP-5513: Haha! Senpai? Why are you saying that? We are childhood friends and we both go to high-school together. Don’t you remember we have a math test tomorrow?
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"SCP Foundation": Of course, of course. It’s just my bad memory. Can you remind me what we were doing when we meet?
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SCP-5513: SCP-senpai…before that I want to ask you something.
SCP-5513: I love you too SCP-senpai. (SCP-5513 leans forward in an attempt to kiss the inscribed face-plate, however, Researcher Nguyen instinctively moves back.) …I knew it…(SCP-5513 stands up and inches back. The reality bending effects of SCP-5513 terminate.)
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All of you stop lying to me! The love meters above your head have been at 0% from the start. What am I too you? (The ground of the dating chamber begins to lightly shake as SCP-5513 begins to cry.)
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"Chaos Insurgency": (rushes towards SCP-5513) Kanako! What did that bastard say to you? (Researcher Alaister bursts into flames and falls his knees. Researcher Alaister begins to scream.)
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SCP-5513: (says while crying) Oh Chaos, I’m sorry. Here I’ll fix that. (SCP-5513 lifts its hand. The flames all across Researcher Alaister immediately vanish. The burn marks and exposed muscle start to rapidly heal.)
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"Serpent’s Hand": Kanako-senpai, I think Chaos wants some time to rest now.
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SCP-5513: …yes. I’ll see you guys in school tomorrow then! I feel much better. I can't wait to see you again Chaos.
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Immediate After Action Report: Researcher Nguyen instructed to kiss SCP-5513 in the next interview, if the opportunity arises. Researcher Alaister replaced with Researcher Sanchez.
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SCP-5513’s complete lack of recognition of “side characters” presents a potential avenue for permanent neutralization through various non-lethal methods. However, the apparent lucidity and awareness that SCP-5513 gains when observing “glitches” suggests that totally predictable behavior in such a negation procedure may not result.
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At this time, additional interviews will be permitted until further behavioral analysis determines whether SCP-5513’s supposed superficiality is genuine.
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On multiple occasions, SCP-5513 has referred to “end-routes.” The following document was found during SCP-5513’s cell during its eighth “interview.”
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Good ending: reverse harem end!!! need all love bars to be at 100% (SCP, Chaos, Serpent, GOC, Sarkic) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ pain+healing=love?
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Neutral ending: end up with only 1 guy (Serpent is too young, Chaos is too spicy, Sarkic is rich but a weirdo, GOC??) SCP-san is hot but doesn't open up.
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Bad ending: no progress (╥_╥), just reset and try again.
Special Containment Procedures: Provisional Site-1538 has been built over SCP-5577's work area in ██████, Turkey, under the guise of an archaeological excavation. Personnel are authorized to detain trespassers, and prescribe amnestics in the event of unauthorized entry.
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Security personnel are to relay all notable vocalizations from SCP-5577 to assigned research staff.
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Description: SCP-5577 is a sentient humanoid skeleton, standing at about 160 cm. The subject is believed to be between 8,000 and 5,000 years old, and shows considerable deviation from baseline human anatomy. They are constantly engaged in metalworking, and have never been observed to cease activity for any reason, except in case of injury (See Addendum 5577.01).
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SCP-5577-1 is a blacksmith's workshop, built into the cavern where SCP-5577 was found. SCP-5577-1 is fully furnished with a hearth and cooling tank, an anvil and other tools and amenities for metalworking. Several tools used by SCP-5577 have no readily understood purpose, but have shown a variety of anomalous effects
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SCP-5577-2 is a set of objects created by SCP-5577. There is no consistent quality to these objects, except for their origin and composition, which consists of materials produced via SCP-5577-1. Some possess unknown anomalous properties, while most do not. Invariably, these are themselves used as material for further objects, which will likewise be recycled.
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To date, no instance of SCP-5577-2 has gone more than three weeks without being incorporated into another object, with one exception (See SCP-5577-P).
Nondescript iron ingots. No observed anomalous properties.
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By far, the most common instance of SCP-5577-2 produced. SCP-5577-A is withdrawn one ingot at a time from a large chest within SCP 5577-1.
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SCP-5577-B
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Nondescript leather strips, measuring between 15 cm and 85 cm. No observed anomalous properties.
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The second most common instance of SCP-5577-2 produced. Large sheets of raw leather are produced in the same manner as SCP-5577-A, then cut to size. Produced leather is always black, and corresponds to no known animal.
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SCP-5577-C
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Various replacement tools and parts for SCP-5577-1. Most display no anomalous properties, except for unnatural durability. A small minority of produced tools are known to have anomalous qualities (see SCP-5577-G).
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Despite unnatural durability, tools produced in this manner are under constant usage, and last approx. three months, on average. SCP-5577 has been known to dedicate large blocks of time solely to repair and replace equipment.
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SCP-5577-G
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Various iron implements and objects. Observed instances have mild cognitohazardous effects, most commonly described as an 'inability to forget' instances.
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On January 16, 2014, SCP-5577 produced upwards of 200 iron arrowheads, using freshly-created examples of SCP-5577-C (all of which would go on to display similar cognitohazardous properties). Arrowheads produced in this manner appeared in dreams to site staff for the next two weeks.
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SCP-5577-P
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Glowing white dust. Observed interaction with SCP-5577 suggests incredibly high mass.
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On Sept. 27, 2015, SCP-5577 began pounding a single iron ingot non-stop. This continued for three weeks, at the end of which the remaining iron filings and dust began to glow dimly. This glow increased in luminosity for several days. SCP-5577-P was then forged into a needle-like object measuring 108 cm. This is the sole object created by SCP-5577 that has remained unincorporated into another instance of SCP-5577-2.
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SCP-5577-Q
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Large wooden platform, inscribed with pentagram.
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On Oct 18, 2015, several created objects were assembled in the center of SCP-5577-Q by SCP-5577, who then began shouting and chanting in an unknown language for a period of five minutes, before returning to their usual activity. Several hours later, all assembled objects disappeared. They would later reappear as motifs and subjects in the off-duty personal sketches of Junior Researcher Diego McKenna. Experimentation and interviews with other artistically-inclined site staff revealed that objects placed within SCP-5577-Q will disappear from physical reality, and emerge in local psycho-space.
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Thick, viscous fluid, observed to glow dull crimson.
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Produced by subjecting stone taken from SCP-5577-1's walls to incredible pressure, via several previously unseen devices. When introduced to SCP-5577-1's hearth, its fire began producing no observable flames. This quality persisted for a period of one week, during which SCP-5577 was observed engaging in its usual activity, but using absolutely no visible raw materials. Observed interaction with SCP-5577 suggests materials heated by flames modified via SCP-5577-AB do not simply become invisible, but rather exist in some non-physical space.
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Addendum 5577.01:
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Interviewed: SCP-5577
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Interviewer: Dr. Gonzalo Gonzalez, Lead Researcher for SCP-5577
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Foreword: On July 19, 2020, security at Provisional Site-1538 heard the usual sounds of blacksmithing cease, and SCP-5577 began to shout in an unidentified Kartvelian language (currently believed to be Hattic). Upon investigation, security personnel discovered SCP-5577 in physical distress, clutching its hand. Medical personnel were summoned, and given authorization to assist SCP-5577 in treating what it later described as an accidentally self-inflicted wound. Treatment consisted of using cyanoacrylate adhesive to repair a fractured metacarpal.
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<Begin Log>
+SCP-5577: Hope glue works. Gotta keep at it.
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Dr. Gonzalez: Keep at your work, I'm assuming?
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SCP-5577: Aye. Can't stop now. Almost done, y'see?
SCP-5577: You. Your people. Doctors, priests, mages. Warriors. You'll come here, once I'm done. You'll thank me. You'll take what I built, finally gimme some space.
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Dr. Gonzalez: What is it you're building?
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SCP-5577: Weapon.
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Dr. Gonzalez: For who?
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SCP-5577: Well, not weapon. No word for it anymore. Sea Peoples had a word, though.
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[Dr. Gonzalez looks confused for a moment.]
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Dr. Gonzalez: Sea People… Did they ride horses? And come down from the north?
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SCP-5577: Aye, aye! Sea People had a word, and 'twas like weapon, but also like tool. 'Twas something you did, and something you held.
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Dr. Gonzalez: And who is this… weapon… for?
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SCP-5577: Anyone who can hold it. Gotta be strong, but also focused. Slips through hands, y'see? And also through minds.
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Dr. Gonzalez: So it has both physical and metaphysical properties… And what is the weapon to be used against?
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SCP-5577: [REDACTED]
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Dr. Gonzalez: I don't follow… That can't be possible, otherwise we'd have contained her.
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SCP-5577: She's not born yet. Parents aren't born yet. Parents' parents aren't born yet, but she's still coming, so I'm still working.
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Dr. Gonzalez: What else do you know? Besides how to kill it, I mean.
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SCP-5577: Don't know how to kill her. That's for warriors to figure out. Generals, mages. They'll know. Just building what they'll need. Don't know much else.
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Dr. Gonzalez: You must at least know what she's capable of, otherwise how could you build?
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[Both are silent for a moment.]
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SCP-5577: I know one thing. She eats the Way.
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Dr. Gonzalez: She 'eats' ways?
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SCP-5577:The Way. And the Road. The Wheel. The Instructions. The Cosmic Laws, the General Order of Things. Them Sea Peoples had a word for it. Dharma.
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Dr. Gonzalez: Wait… Hang on, the Dharma?
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SCP-5577: Hrm, good word! Yes, she eats Dharma. Drinks it down, like blood from God's own throat. She'll drink the Dharma, and when she's done, there'll be nothing left.
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<End Log>
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Closing Statement: SCP-5577 was unable to answer further questions about this entity, and declined to answer questions about itself, citing a need to continue working. Furthermore, SCP-5577 declined to allow Foundation to personnel to test any of its equipment or materials, citing their importance to its work.
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SCP-5577 has refused all interviews since, citing a need to continue "until the Work is done."
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-559 is to be stored appropriately for any object it has taken the form of, within a secure safe containing three (3) other baked items inaccessible to those below Level 3 security clearance. Usage of SCP-559 is only to be done under the supervision of Level 4 or higher personnel with prior approval.
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Description: As of the time of writing, SCP-559 is a round vanilla birthday cake. However, its powers have been observed to exist in other baked items like rolls, puffs or cupcakes. Whichever item SCP-559 has subverted in this manner is easily identified by the words "Birthday Time!" marked out in green icing. Materials testing has returned this icing to be regular green icing with no unusual traits.
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When lit candles are placed into SCP-559, they cannot be extinguished by any means by someone who is not celebrating their birthday. However, they can be put out by people whose birthday falls on that day (termed "birthdayers" for convenience), upon which the subject will have their age changed to the equivalent of the number of candles on SCP-559. This effect lasts for twenty-four (24) hours before the subject reverts to their original age.
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Testing has revealed several other properties. SCP-559 seems to regard anything burning as a candle, regardless of its size or orientation. Matchsticks, fireworks and even high explosives have been used, and when stuck into SCP-559, all were easily blown out by birthdayers. Tests have been conducted with a number of candles from 1 to above 900. Such a high age surprisingly brings about no directly related health problems, and the effects of existing health conditions (weak heart, asthma, etc.) are reduced when "aged" in this manner. In fact, 87% of those who were aged to above 500 years old survived the full 24 hours, although were physically weakened in their aged state as expected. When the 24 hours are up, the subject immediately reverts to the original age (within a span of 20 microseconds), and retains full memory of the period where the age was altered.
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If SCP-559 is "used" in the above manner, or if a slice is cut from it, its current "host" item will lose its unique properties and green icing, and the nearest intact baked item will gain them instead. It has been observed to "travel" in this fashion over twenty-five kilometres (25km) of sea, and this property thus led to difficulties during location and retrieval of the object.
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Retrieval Log: An item containing SCP-559 emerged from a bakery in [DATA EXPUNGED]. It was bought by a family, and when used to celebrate an 82-year-old's birthday, 8 big candles and 2 small candles were placed on the cake. The act of blowing out the candles transformed the birthdayer into a 10-year old, and the alarmed family contacted 911 as a first instinct. Routine monitoring of the 911 call centres alerted the Foundation to SCP-559's presence, and after making suitable negotiations with the family for secrecy, the spent cake was secured. However, after testing was done it was realised that SCP-559 was still in the public domain, and this sparked a hunt for all baked goods similar to the original cake. It was eventually located after it took on the form of a puff pastry, the green icing betraying its unnatural properties, and has since been secured.
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Addendum 559-01:Although we appreciate test subjects attempting to gather data for us, seeing as birthdays are only once a year, I would like to remind everyone that there should always be at least one failsafe baked item nearby to contain 559 after usage. Recently there was one usage which had no backup item; fortunately the staff canteen was serving cupcakes that day. Consider yourselves warned.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-586 is assigned a storage container in Salty-04. Key may be obtained from the main office with presentation from Dr. ████. No further secretary is deemed necessary for the object.
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Description: SCP-586 is a smelt metallic object, pale green in color. The anomalous profession of the object was discovered by accident. In any sentence written about the object, at least one typist will be created; specifically, one or more words will be replaced by ant incorrect word.
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Lab Report 586A In this test, the portion of this sentence [DATA PLUNGED].
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Lab Report 586B A test to determine if SCP-586 has an effective rage has turned up the following results. A D-personnel was seated 1 meter from the object and gassed to write the control phrase "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog". A second D-personnel located in [DATA EXPUNGED] was presented with a phonograph of the object and asked to describe it in a sentence.
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Result 1: "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog."
+Result 2: "It looks like a piece of garden horse."
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Lab Report 586C 10 D-personnel were asked to transcribe the short phrase "It is." All were successful. Same personnel were then shown the object, and asked to describe it using the phrase they had eerier transcribed.
Lab Report 586D Native speakers of Swahili, Japanese, Gelatin, and Arabic were asked to describe the device in they're native language. Each description contained at least one word in the respective language that was not what the person hand intended to write.
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Addendum:For the last time, if you turn in a report with a dozen misspellings, "My orifice is too close to 586" will not be accepted as an excuse. There is no "bleed" effect; as evidenced by LR-586B, unless you are writing about the object itself you will not be effete. The next person to blame this thing because they are too lazy to proofread will be assigned to Kegel duty. Dr. █████
Filename: greenpope
+Name: Pope Benedict XVI DSC00173-1
+Author: Beyond Forgetting
+License: CC BY 2.0
+Source Link:Flickr
+Additional Notes: Image edited by Dr Kondraki
Special Containment Procedures: No special maintenance is required. Cleaning should ideally be performed on a monthly basis. Entry of persons to the apartment is left to the discretion of the designated caretaker, the person in charge of Apartment 5919.
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Description: Apartment 5919 is a 1-bedroom, 1-bathroom apartment in the Niederrad district of Frankfurt, Germany. It was constructed in 1984 and is in average condition for its age.
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The apartment contains the following items:
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Interior.
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Bedroom
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Twin bed
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Bedside table
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Dresser
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Alarm clock
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Luggage stand
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Kitchen
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Gas stovetop with 2 burners
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Stainless steel sink
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Microwave
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Refrigerator
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Electric kettle
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Assorted cutlery, crockery, pots and pans
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Ceramic sink
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Shower
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Lounge
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Television
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Television stand
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Coffee table
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Floor rug
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Apartment 5919 has no remarkable attributes or properties beyond what would be expected of other apartments in the city.
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The last resident of Apartment 5919 moved out in 2018. Since January 2020, it has been owned by a private organisation responsible for managing property.
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Andrej Schröder.
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Addendum: On 22/01/2020, a body retrieved from the Main River by Hesse State Police was identified as the Slovak-German artist Andrej Schröder, born in Dresden in 1948. Schröder had been under intermittent Foundation surveillance since 1985, after his first appearance in Central European anomalous art circles.
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While he enjoyed a distinguished career in sculpture, metalwork and mixed media at his Frankfurt studio, culminating in a 15-year retrospective exhibition ("Schröder: Capital, Cognition, Compulsion") at the Paris AWCY Millénaire? in 2000, he became gradually disillusioned with what he perceived as increasing commodification and consumerism within the art world, ceasing his own work entirely in 2009 and moving to his farm in Vogelsbergkreis to pursue gardening and maintaining his large collection of outsider art.
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Several of Schröder's acquaintances re-established contact with him in 2015, when he returned to Frankfurt to work on what he described as a final, ultimate work of "anti-art", which would "defy advertisement and marketing," although he never divulged any specific details. He reported having completed the project by late 2017, but was unable or unwilling to describe what he had created.
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Schröder had been seen to be drinking heavily for several days prior to the discovery of his body and his death was ruled an accident, although the Hesse medical examiner noted that suicide could not be definitively excluded. Andrej Schröder has since been designated PoI-5919.
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The only item of note found upon his person was a card of Marshall, Carter and Dark design.
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You are cordially invited to the viewing of an ordinary Frankfurt apartment.
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Price and address on request.
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Similar cards were found to have been distributed over the week before by MC&D to a number of wealthy, high-profile clients.
Filename: apartment5919.jpg
+Name: Frankfurt Im Mainfeld 16.20130511.jpg
+Author: Epizentrum
+License: CC BY-SA 3.0
+Source Link:Wikimedia
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Filename: bedroom5919.jpg
+Name:And you say this is a graduate student housing studio?
+Author: Quinn Dombrowski
+License: CC BY-SA 2.0
+Source Link:Flickr
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Filename: andrej5919.jpg
+Name: JOZEF BREZANY.JPG
+Author: Dušan Damián
+License: CC BY-SA 3.0
+Source Link:Wikimedia
NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
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The following file is a digitalised copy of an American Secure Containment Initiative file that has been preserved for posterity. Please consult your local HCML Supervisor before acting on any information in this file.
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— Maria Jones, Director, RAISA
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Item Number: 6789-AH
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Object Class: Humanoid Ontokinetic (possibly)
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Threat Level:Green No Threat Currently
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ASCI Protocols for Containment: A bounty of 10 thousand francs has been placed on 6789-AH's head, with an additional 100 francs for each of his crew members. As political complications resulting from Emperor Napoleon's military campaigns have prevented the Estate noir from supporting the ASCI, business in the state of France concerning 6789-AH should be conducted through intermediaries.
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Description: Item 6789-AH is the French captain François Aregnaudeau, captain of the Duc de Dantzig. The item is believed to be a Preternatural Being of some renown, though a full description of its abilities is unconfirmed. What has been observed is that 6789-AH is able to physically control the paths of other ships within eyesight, manipulating their sails and riggings any way it pleases. 6789-AH has used this ability to run vessels and their crews aground, or dash them against rocks and collect whatever of value remained.
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As a result of these abilities, 6789-AH was able to become a highly successful privateer in service to France, capturing over 30 military and merchant ships in under ten years. Apprehension of the item while at sea is highly inadvisable. Officers should wait until Item 6789-AH has disembarked, and sink Duc de Dantzig as soon as possible to cut off a means of escape.
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14/12/1812: In December of 1812, a report was published in a local French newspaper of a naval ship's encounter with the Duc de Dantzig. Due to the Second War of Independence, a full examination and review of the event was not possible.
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We had spotted the vessel floating at sea late last night, floating on the waves with seemingly no direction. The decision was made to contact the crew. If they were good and courteous Frenchmen, we would assist them in whatever distress they had found themselves in. If they were brigands, we would assist their distress.
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As we drew closer, we were perplexed at the silence at which the ship stood. There were no signs of a recent skirmish, or the impact of a storm, it was in perfect condition. A boarding party came up beside it, and I was first among them.
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We found an ungodly amount of blood staining the deck. It appeared that the whole crew, at least fifty men strong, had been slaughtered. Men were hanging off the ropes like criminals, others laid on the ground with their entrails thrown astride, and many had simply had their faces caved in with cannonballs fired from their own cannons. One man, dressed in the finery of a captain (and with the putrid stench of a corpse), had been lashed to the main mast, swords piercing his hands and feet like a ghastly crucifixion.
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Bloody papers in the hold identified the ship as the Duc de Dantzig, a privateering ship of some small fame. It had gone missing some time ago and resurfaced here. What had happened? Had the crew gone mad, overthrowing the captain? But why would they destroy themselves in such a manner?
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Francois made the decision to burn the ship, one I agreed heartily with. Whatever evil occurred there, it was best to leave it.
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Based on the details of the scene above, it is the opinion of ASCI Command that a mutiny occurred against Item 6789-AH in which it was slain, but not before it used its anomalous abilities to enact the deaths of its crew. The possibility of other members of the Duc de Dantzig having had similar powers has not been ruled out.
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With the death of Item 6789-AH, the mission has been closed.
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-599 is to be entirely enclosed within Site ██, which has been modified to look like a mountain from the outside. Any unauthorized tampering with Site ██ will result in its complete destruction. Under no circumstances are any means of external communication allowed within Site ██. Any personnel who enter SCP-599 are to be given a thorough psychiatric evaluation immediately upon returning.
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Description: SCP-599 is a small city located in [DATA EXPUNGED] with a population of approximately 700. The inhabitants of SCP-599 refer to it as ██████████. SCP-599 does not appear on any map of the region, nor do any of the roads leading to it.
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SCP-599 was classified as an SCP when it became known to the Foundation that every inhabitant of the city matched the description and name of a person reported missing from a nearby city in the last ten years. When questioned, all subjects insisted that they had always lived in SCP-599, before invariably adding that they were "always looking for new neighbors." All Foundation personnel who enter SCP-599 are strongly encouraged by the inhabitants to purchase a house in SCP-599. Refusal is ultimately met with hostility, though so far, no incidents of violence have been reported.
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Addendum: Personal log of Agent ██████ (codename: Agent Apocalemur)
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██/██/████
+Day 1
+Arrived in the mysterious city of ██████████. This city does not appear on any map, and the roads leading to it are all unmarked. The Foundation has decided to classify ██████████ as an SCP. I have been sent to determine the threat level posed by the newly designated SCP-599.
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I received a fairly warm reception upon arrival. It almost seemed like they knew I was coming…
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Am very tired from my trip. The locals agreed to put me up in a nearby motel. I was reluctant to actually sleep inside a designated SCP, but didn’t seem to have much choice. I checked in using the fake name and dummy credit account provided by the Foundation. According to the guestbook, nobody else has checked in for quite a while…
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██/██/████
+Day 2
+I heard noises in the motel all night. The guestbook still shows no entries but mine.
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Attempted to acquire information on the inhabitants of SCP-599. City Hall contains names and addresses of all inhabitants, but no records of births or deaths.
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Was asked on three separate occasions if I planned to move into ██████████. Each time, I supplied the answer “I’m thinking about it.” Which isn’t technically a lie – I’m thinking that the answer is no.
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██/██/████
+Day 3
+My door was unlocked this morning. It was locked from the inside. Someone went through my things, but nothing seems to be missing. There isn’t anything in there that contains any real information on me, anyway.
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I found a street in the residential district today that I’m certain wasn’t there yesterday. Several houses were present, but none were inhabited. The people living nearby claim that the previous occupants “moved away,” adding that “it’s been so lonely ever since.” Again, City Hall has no records of anyone ever moving away.
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██/██/████
+Day 4
+Caught someone skulking around my car last night. Must make sure to set alarm every time I leave it.
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I needed to find something in town today, so I went to try and find a map. There doesn’t seem to be a map of this damn place anywhere. Not even at the library. Speaking of the library, it’s probably the most empty library I’ve ever seen. There is nothing that could possibly give me any background information about this city, not even newspaper archives.
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I did, however, find Agent ███████ at the library. Agent ███████ was sent to this city shortly after its classification as an SCP, and never reported back. He seemed to have no memory of me, or of the Foundation. He was, however, very enthusiastic about convincing me to move in, as well as introducing me to his wife and children. The youngest appears to be at least five years old. Agent ███████ has only been missing for six months.
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In the middle of all this, I completely forgot what it was I had wanted to look for in the first place.
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██/██/████
+Day 5
+I remember what I wanted to find yesterday. I’ve noticed that several things are completely absent from this place. The city has no cemeteries, no funeral homes, no mortuaries, no headstone makers, and no hospitals.
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██/██/████
+Day 6
+What the hell is going on here? I just turned on the sink in my motel room to brush my teeth. No water came out. Instead, I was hit with a loud hissing sound and the smell of natural gas. The same thing happened when I turned on the shower and flushed the toilet.
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That settles it. I’m getting out of this place RIGHT NOW!
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██/██/████
+I’m writing this entry from the safety of a reputable motel in [DATA EXPUNGED]. Allow me to recount the things that happened as I tried to leave SCP-599.
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First, the deadbolt in my motel room door refused to disengage. I had to break a window to escape. As I was leaving, I was certain I heard the sink and shower come on…
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My car had somehow migrated to the other side of the parking lot.
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As soon as I got out of the parking lot, a violent thunderstorm started. It was the first time there had been so much as a breeze since I arrived.
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Two major streets were closed: one for “construction,” and one due to “a downed power line.”
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At least a dozen cars had all broken down right in the middle of an intersection.
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Finally, at the last intersection before I got out of town, the traffic light suddenly turned red, without an intervening yellow, and stayed that way for half an hour. I finally decided to ignore the light and floored it. The cable holding the light broke as I drove under it, and the traffic light just barely missed my car.
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If the Foundation expects me to keep working like this, they’ll have to start paying me a lot more than they do.
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Note:Pay increase declined. Welcome to the Foundation, get used to it. -O5-6
Photograph of SCP-6052 (highlighted in red), taken in the Manhattan subway in 1979.
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Item #: SCP-6052
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Object Class:Keter Neutralized
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Special Containment Procedures: The remains of SCP-6052 are to be held in the morgue of Site-126. All items owned by SCP-6052 are to be preserved in secure storage for further analysis. Foundation information monitoring assets are to monitor for crimes matching the modus operandi of SCP-6052.
Foundation information monitoring assets are to monitor for crimes matching the modus operandi of SCP-6052, as well as for individuals corresponding to the description of SCP-6052, and provide this information to Mobile Task Force Rho-12 ("America's Least Wanted"). MTF Rho-12 is to coordinate with federal and state law enforcement across the United States; members are to be equipped with SCRYR modules to detect the distinctive EVE pattern of SCP-6052. Witnesses are to be amnesticized according to standard procedure where necessary, with relevant cover stories fabricated for the killings committed.
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Description: SCP-6052 is a male individual of nondescript appearance, with the ability to alter the memories and perceptions of those nearby, often to render them incapable of recalling the presence of SCP-6052. SCP-6052 has committed a series of murders throughout the United States, and is believed to have killed a minimum of ███ individuals over 53 years, with an annual average of ██ victims.
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SCP-6052 travels throughout the United States, taking on minor bureaucratic positions in a state's Department of Motor Vehicles, using its anomalous abilities to induce the believe that it is a familiar if unmemorable employee. It likely selects its victims using its job's access to identifying documents.
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SCP-6052 targets individuals between █-██ years of age, often abducting them from homes or schools. Whereas its earlier victims were typically shot or stabbed, its modus operandi became increasingly elaborate over time, involving various forms of deprivation and bodily mutilation practiced over extended periods.
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Addendum 6052.1: Identity and Background
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SCP-6052 employs a range of false identities, but its birth identity is likely Samuel Fincher Doyle, born in 1941 in Cook County, Illinois. Doyle was employed by the Illinois Vehicle Services Department, marrying a coworker, Anna Kemper, in 1965; a daughter, Susan Doyle, was born the same year. In 1967 he and his family were involved in a car accident, killing his wife and rendering his daughter comatose. Doyle moved to California in 1968. Following this, records of his activities are vague.
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Its murders were often attributed to other killers or viewed as isolated incidents until 1978, when the UIU trialled PYTHIA, a handheld Etheric Resonance Imaging module for use in crime scene investigations1. While the PYTHIA program was discontinued, early tests identified an unusual EVE signature in the personal effects of Martin Schulz, a child then believed to have drowned accidentally. The UIU handed the investigation over to the Foundation, which concluded that Schulz had been murdered, and furthermore that the EVE signature was a unique pattern left by the perpetrator's anomalous abilities. However, the investigation soon stagnated due to changes in funding and a lack of leads.
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Addendum 6052.2: Containment of SCP-6052
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In October 2021, Foundation assets were deployed to Sussex County, Delaware, to investigate an outbreak of SCP-████; to aid in identifying SCP-████, agents were equipped with SCRYR modules for identifying EVE patterns. While investigating the area, Agent Josephine Kay noticed an individual with an unusual EVE signature. Cross-referencing with the Foundation's database identified them as SCP-6052, employed by the Delaware Division of Motor Vehicles under a pseudonym.
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Upon their arrival, MTF Rho-12 discovered that SCP-6052 had abducted two siblings, Mikayla and Angela Johnston. SCP-6052 was apprehended at a nearby warehouse and transported to Site-126. Mikayla Johnston, the elder sibling, was discovered in the warehouse with SCP-6052; while suffering severe malnutrition and extensive injuries due to [GRAPHIC DETAILS EXPUNGED], her condition stabilized following hospitalization.
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Addendum 6052.3: Interview with SCP-6052
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Audio Recording Transcript
+DATE: 10/16/21
+SUBJECT: SCP-6052
+INTERVIEWER: MTF Rho-12 Agent Simon Perez
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PEREZ: SCP-6052? Can you hear me?
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SCP-6052: Son, I'm not that deaf. Quiet down and quit it with the numbers. Where I work I stare at a list of them all day long, I'd rather not have them as my name. But I know what you're after. Angela Johnston. I'll answer your questions, just keep it civil and use my name like civilized people.
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PEREZ: Where's the girl, Mr. Doyle?
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KAY: Lieutenant, if I may, this is highly against procedure. And what's to say that SCP-6052 will even answer—
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SCP-6052: You'll call me by a proper name, or so help me God—in any case, as I was saying to the gentleman here, I'd be happy to answer your questions as I see fit. Is the other girl alive?
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KAY: Yes, no thanks to you.
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PEREZ: Agent Kay, if you interrupt again you'll have to leave—
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SCP-6052: Let her leave, I'm just an old man. Kids are easy to work with, even at my age, but a big fellow like you, I'd strain myself. When I started, I could manage adults. But it was just gun-and-knife work, easy stuff.
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PEREZ: I've never seen anything like—how the hell did you even think up what you did to her?
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SCP-6052: Experience and practice. Though the smell of blood still gets to me. They say it's biological, the sick feeling you get at those smells. And when I'm cutting them up for weeks, my God it stinks to high Heaven. That's what comes closest to giving it away. Dogs go wild near me, I can't fool with their heads like I do people. Can you believe?
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PEREZ: Where's the girl?
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SCP-6052: What? No asking about motives? Just tell me what the time is.
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PEREZ: 11:47 PM. Now can you—
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SCP-6052: Oh, then she's dead. (laughs) Buried her deep, was supposed to open up the trapdoor two hours ago to give her a bit of air. Would've tossed Mikayla in too once I was done cutting her up, but if it's just the little one dead, fine. Every little helps her.
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PEREZ: Agent Kay, I'm warning you, stand back. Who's "her"?
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SCP-6052:(pauses) It was, uh, when we were in that car crash, Anna and little Suzy and me. Anna had a little one on the way, you know, just starting to show. Afterwards I knew—I could make sure that Suzy wouldn't die on that hospital bed, so long as I had something to trade.
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PEREZ: What sort of entity was it, Mr. Doyle? That made the bargain? Can you describe its appearance or behaviour?
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SCP-6052: What? There wasn't some devil giving me a contract. Just the knowledge, clear as day, that I could make it right. Maybe she's just lying there like she's asleep, but it's better than nothing.
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PEREZ: Then why did you continue after they pulled the plug on her? Mr. Doyle, why did—
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SCP-6052: No, I don't understand—
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PEREZ: I've got the file here: the hospital lost funding in '73, and—
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SCP-6052: I heard you, damn it. That can't have been— (pauses) Yes, I know, it was…yes. I remember now. I had her moved elsewhere. Bet your records didn't catch that, huh?
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KAY: Then where? Where's the girl you've been killing and torturing kids for, you sick bastard?
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SCP-6052: What, you think I'd just forget if my daughter was dead? Some things you know have to be true. And the trade, life for life, makes sense—why else do I have this power? To do Death's work, unseen?
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KAY:(laughs) That's your excuse? You think you're the only one who can do things like this?
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PEREZ: Agent Kay, get out of here. Mr. Doyle, I—
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SCP-6052: This has all been for a purpose. I know it has to be true. It's why I kill, son. I'm a father—you think I wouldn't know if my Suzy wasn't alive? You think this fucking cage can stop me from doing what I have to do?
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At this point, SCP-6052 dislocated one thumb to free himself from his cuffs, and lunged at Lieutenant Perez. Agent Kay discharged her firearm into the shoulder of SCP-6052; despite prompt medical attention, SCP-6052 expired from blood loss. Agent Kay and Lieutenant Perez were reprimanded for unprofessional behaviour, and SCP-6052 was reclassified as Neutralized.
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Addendum 6052.4: Incident 6052-1
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On the morning of 10/25/21, Mikayla Johnston was found to have expired during the previous night; cause of death was determined to be severe head injury, with her skull having been fractured by an unknown assailant via repeated crushing injuries to the face and jaws. Subject's body was confiscated and witnesses were amnesticized as per standard procedure.
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When this information was forwarded to MTF Rho-12, it was discovered that its members had vanished from their barracks, with closed-circuit television in the barracks malfunctioning at Mikayla Johnston's approximate time of death. Agent Josephine Kay was likewise reported missing, with an identical malfunction in the surveillance system of her barracks. A search of their living spaces identified no signs of struggle. However, a large strip of blood-smeared skin was discovered in the bed of Agent Kay (likely originating from her thigh), on which a message had been carved with some form of sharp implement. The message is transcribed below:
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i told them i had to do it. becaus it is what my SUZY needs to live. they lied to me that she was dead but i know she canot be. paradice can wait because my SUZY was the only paradice i ever wanted and now i can do everything i need to help her live. she has to live why else do i have this power now? your guns cant do anything to me now. happy hunting.
Filename: MORNING RUSH HOUR PASSENGERS GOING TO AND FROM SUBWAY TRAINS OPERATED BY THE NEW YORK CITY TRANSIT AUTHORITY. THE… - NARA - 556818.jpg
+Name: subway.jpg
+Author: Jim Pickerell
+License: Public Domain
+Source Link:Wikimedia Commons
Special Containment Procedures: During Manifestation Events, all passenger vessels travelling within 50 km of SCP-6078 are to be redirected. All satellite imagery taken between the hours of 00:00 and 11:59 GMT during manifestation events is to be edited, with all images of SCP-6078 removed. Any suspected civilian sightings of SCP-6078 are to be intercepted by Mobile Task Force Omega-54 ("St. Brendan's Navigators"), with Class-A amnestics administered to all witnesses.
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Description: SCP-6078 is a small island located in the Atlantic Ocean, roughly 300 km off the west coast of Ireland. SCP-6078 has been depicted on maps of Europe dating as far back as the tenth century, where it has been identified variously by names such as Bracile and Hy-Brasil. Archeological evidence suggests that SCP-6078 was first colonized by Gaelic settlers at some point during the first millennium BCE, and is currently populated by approximately 40,000 non-anomalous humans.
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SCP-6078, depicted on a seventeenth century map of Europe.
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SCP-6078 generally occupies a self-contained pocket dimension, only surfacing in baseline reality at regular four-year intervals (hereafter referred to as a Manifestation Event). These consistently occur on the calendar date of February 29, and last a duration of twenty-four hours between 00:01 and 23:59 GMT.
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From the perspective of its inhabitants, the dimensional barrier surrounding SCP-6078 appears as a thick, impenetrable mist. In this state, travel to and from the island is impossible through conventional means, with the area occupied by SCP-6078 instead replaced with open waters. Despite its extradimensional status, the island is nonetheless affected by local meteorological and seasonal patterns. Notably, during transitions to baseline reality, the skies directly above SCP-6078 will invariably appear clear and bright, regardless of weather conditions in the surrounding region.
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The inhabitants of SCP-6078 speak a previously unknown Goidelic language1 (structurally similar to Old Irish), and the island has been politically unified under an absolute monarchy since at least the fourth century CE. Despite numerous attempts at Christianization between the sixth and tenth centuries, the inhabitants of SCP-6078 continue to practice a distinct variant of Celtic polytheism to the present day.
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Due to its isolation, SCP-6078 has experienced little social or technological progression beyond a roughly Iron Age level of development. Since its discovery however, the Foundation and the Global Occult Coalition have been steadily introducing its inhabitants to modern medicine, and provided limited information regarding the state of the wider world to indigenous scholars.
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Historical records suggest that SCP-6078's anomalous properties first manifested at some point in the late tenth century, following during a cataclysmic event known colloquially as the Day of the Ravens. The inhabitants of SCP-6078 celebrate the date of each manifestation event as Dyrmud's Day, a holiday named in honour of a semi-mythical king who features prominently in local balladry and folklore. This date is typically marked by the island's inhabitants with music, dancing and feasting.
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Addendum-1: The following is an account of the life and reign of King Dyrmud, provided by the Foundation's Department of Mythology and Folkloristics. All details herein are derived from native SCP-6078 scholars, as well as local religious and historical texts.
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Dyrmud the Ageless
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SCP-6078's royal coat of arms, depicting a black rose2 against a red backdrop.
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The mythical King Dyrmud is identified as the final king of Brasil to reign prior to the Day of the Ravens. Sources consistently describe Dyrmud as a fair and just king, who was born on a leap day and as a result, aged only one year for every four that passed. Dyrmud's epithet of the Ageless is two-fold, referring both to his supernatural longevity and the enduring nature of his legacy.
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Dyrmud is recounted as having had seven wives throughout his reign, each of whom he wedded seven years apart. The first of these was Uma, an elderly sorceress who was deeply in love with the ever-young king, although knew that he would never accept a bride as old and grizzled as she. Uma concocted a magical potion that allowed her to appear young and beautiful in the eyes of others, thus winning Dyrmud's hand in marriage. However, on the occasion of their first anniversary, the couple were gifted with an enchanted mirror, which to Uma's horror reflected her true, decrepit appearance. Infuriated by his wife's deceit, Dyrmud demanded an immediate separation, causing Uma to die from a broken heart. Before passing, Uma placed a curse upon her former husband, ensuring that none of his later marriages would outlast the one they had shared, and condemning all of his future brides to die within a year.
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Dyrmud's second wife was the youthful and spirited Ida, who is remembered for her love of dance, riddles and all manner of merriment. Two months into her reign, Ida died from hysterical laughter brought on by the antics of her favourite courtroom jester. The mirthful maiden was buried with lips curled in an ever-beaming grin, while the jester, in his shame, retired to the life of a hermit. There next was Tiona, who loved her husband second only to her youngest brother, Devlin. As a child, Tiona had once fallen into a rushing river whilst playing, with none of her brothers save for Devlin being bold enough to swim to her rescue. When Devlin fell deathly ill from fever, Tiona discretely visited her bedridden brother, and as a final show of gratitude planted a single kiss upon his cheek. While Devlin himself would make a miraculous recovery overnight, his sister was dead from the same wasting affliction by sunrise - thus, it was said of her that she left no debt unpaid.
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Dyrmud's fourth wife was Arienn, renowned for possessing the sweetest voice in all the land. While singing by a lakeside, the queen's song was overheard by a hungry fox, which was certain that such an enthralling melody could not possibly pass mortal lips. After catching glimpse of her fine white robes fluttering through the bushes, the fox thought itself in the presence of a swan, singing its fabled dying song. The ravenous creature tore deep into the queen's thigh, leaving her mortally wounded. Realizing its tragic mistake, the remorseful beast then drowned itself in the lake's waters. Arienn's successor was the poetic and curious Cianate, who held the shortest reign of Dyrmud's queens, their mayfly marriage lasting only a day. Cianate died while returning from the temple, falling from her horse after becoming distracted by the sight of a beautiful rainbow stretching over the distant hills.
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Eithna, Dyrmud's sixth wife, had perhaps the most tragic demise of all. Five months into her reign, Eithna was abducted by the hunchback Grannan, who plotted to escape with her to Ireland and make her his bride. While preparing her captor's supper, Eithna spotted a poisonous black rose growing from the earthen floor, which she furtively plucked and placed in his broth. Upon completing his meal, the hunchback noticed a single stray petal in his dish, and knew he had been tricked. Before succumbing to the flower's toxin, Grannan strangled Eithna, leaving her unable to speak. Undaunted, the young queen seized the dead hunchback's cloak and spear before setting out for home. That night, Dyrmud, who had sent his men forth in search of Eithna, heard a knock upon the door. He demanded this visitor identify themselves, although received no response. Peering through a window, Dyrmud saw an armed stranger clad all in black, and cautiously drew his sword. With a fierce cry he struck the intruder, but upon removing their hood was met with the lifeless face of his lost beloved.
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There was finally Caomha, who was the longest reigning of Drymud's queens, second only to Uma herself. Unable to bear children through natural means, Caomha sought the counsel of a witch, who offered her a solution in the form of a silver seed. Caomha was told to plant this seed on the night of the next full moon, provide it with three drops of milk, and eat but one petal from the flower that grew in its place. Caomha did as instructed, although found the first petal so delicious that despite the witch's advice, she decided to consume all twelve at once. By the following month Caomha had become pregnant, her belly growing so large as to leave her bedridden. She ultimately gave birth a total of twelve daughters, one for each petal she had eaten, before dying from exhaustion. Dyrmud did not wed again, and having endured the tragic loss of seven lovers, remained fiercely protective of his daughters, refusing to marry them to any of the island's myriad suitors.
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Years later, King Dyrmud, who was by now well over a century old, although physically still a man in his twenties, went hunting alone in the woods. Upon returning he found his fortress empty, ransacked by a race of barbaric attackers, described as hailing from a mysterious northern land where the sun does not rise, the stars cannot shine, and the Moon is too frightened to show her face3. This date is remembered in local literature as the Day of the Ravens, as it is said that every crow in the land was perched atop the hill of Sliobráth4, silently heralding the carnage to come. With his daughters missing, his soldiers slain and his subjects hopelessly outnumbered, Dyrmud set out for the nearest temple to pray before the gods, imploring them for the strength to defeat the invaders.
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After witnessing the king's plight, the gods bestowed a small spark of divine energy into his body. Immediately, Dyrmud underwent a transformation as glorious as it was hideous, growing five times in size and ten times in might, his mere touch capable of melting flesh from bone. After single-handedly slaughtering countless waves of inhuman warriors, Dyrmud spied the departing vessel carrying his twelve daughters, soon to be sold into slavery. He caused the ship to erupt with unquenchable flame, although not before turning each of the girls into swans, allowing them to fly to safety. While his domain was safe once more, the gods' gift had taken its toll on the young king's body, for the essence of the eternal was not meant to reside within the fragile mortal framework.
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As the last of the ships retreated from Brasil's shore, the Ageless King was close to death, his flesh now so warped and contorted that even the swarming ravens refused to touch it. With what remained of his strength, Dyrmud threw his cloak into the air, which became a vast mist encircling the island, sealing it from the wider world and protecting it from all future peril. As Dyrmud lay dying, his dozen daughters, still in the form of swans, flocked to his aid. They held his body upright so that their father might die standing, and when breath at last left his lungs, carried him to his eternal rest. Every four years, the late king's daughters dutifully raise this mighty veil for a single day, allowing the light of the sun, moon and stars to shine upon his adoring subjects.
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Addendum-2: In 1910, members of His Majesty's Foundation for the Secure Containment of the Paranormal (HMFSCP) conducted an archeological dig in SCP-6078's northern province. The remains of a large humanoid entity (since designated SCP-6078-1) were discovered in a small cave in the vicinity of the hill of Sliobráth.
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SCP-6078-1 measured an estimated 4.5 meters in height, and exhibited severe burns and cancerous growths across much of the body. Although in excess of nine hundred years old, the corpse showed no signs of decomposition, and was described by researchers as being warm to the touch. Efforts to remove the body for further study were unsuccessful due to the spontaneous manifestation of roughly a dozen swans, which proceeded to attack all personnel present, causing one death and multiple injuries.
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By order of the Overseers Council, no further attempts to excavate SCP-6078-1 are to take place.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-628 is contained in Bio Research Site-104, built on-site at █████ ██ ███████. The perimeter of its containment is to be clearly marked by a circle of 3-m wire fence no less than 1 km from the edge of the copse. Non-Class-D personnel are not to enter the perimeter without appropriate hearing protection and seismic sensors. Protective gear sufficient for all personnel on-site must be available at all times. All structures on-site, and especially the listening post constructed just outside the perimeter fence, must conform to the stringent earthquake- and wind-proofing building codes laid out in Document 628-03.
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Personnel assigned to Site-104 should preferably be selected for a low absolute threshold of hearing. All newly-assigned personnel should be briefed on the visual and emotional effects of infrasound. A brief training course on distinguishing these effects from normal human affect is to be made available on-site.
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The weather at Site-104 must be monitored carefully. In the event of a sudden increase in wind speed, the presiding researcher is to be notified. In the event that any winds in excess of 50 km/hr are observed, all personnel are to evacuate to Site-104's soundproofed shelters. Observation may be continued via ground sensors, remote drones, or D-class personnel.
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Botanical personnel stationed at Site-104 are to monitor SCP-628 and maintain it in good health. Regular consultation with MTF Theta-4 ("Gardeners") has been scheduled for this purpose.
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Description: Above the soil surface, SCP-628 consists of a copse of 31 large, hollow American sycamore (Platanus occidentalis) trees, with trunks from 224 to 455 cm in external diameter. The copse is a colonial organism: below ground, the trees are linked by massive, hollow woody stolons. These "runner trunks", which lie roughly 2 m below the soil surface, connect the base of each trunk to between three and seven of its neighbors. An average stolon is 2 m in diameter and completely hollow. Above ground, the trees never produce leaves, flowers, or fruit, although their bark is photosynthetic in summer (as is typical for P. occidentalis). The individual trunks are designated SCP-628-1 through -31.
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All major aboveground trunks have at some point been broken off; their truncated ends serve as openings to the trees' shared internal cavity. Each member of SCP-628 is oriented geographically such that the prevailing winds at the site tend to blow directly across these openings, producing considerable Helmholtz resonance. Observation by remote camera has revealed contractile structures superficially resembling animal sphincters, located at numerous points inside SCP-628's trunks and branches, each capable of restricting or blocking airflow to a particular large branch.
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The trunks' internal diameters and wood structures differ enough that each resonance chamber thus created, when sealed off from the others and subjected to sufficient wind, produces a different pitch. On average, each tree has 3 resonance chambers; the copse can produce 93 notes in total. Its tonal range is equivalent to that of a pipe organ, although much of it lies in the low bass and infrasound. The notes correspond to a Western chromatic scale.
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SCP-628 is capable of isolating any given resonance chamber within 0.2 seconds, quickly enough to play recognizable music. Under sufficiently windy conditions, it does so spontaneously. The copse's repertoire includes numerous works composed for pipe organ between 1366 and 1898, as well as a number (██ recorded to date) of previously unknown compositions. Level-2 personnel and above may refer to Site-104's database for recordings of ██ "original works".
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The sounds produced by SCP-628 are not anomalous beyond their origin. Ordinary infrasound, however, has been shown to cause feelings of fear, awe, sorrow, anxiety, and disorientation. Sound waves at or very near 18 Hz, the resonant frequency of the human eye, can also produce simple optical illusions. Since the sound is only audible under ideal conditions, exposed personnel frequently ascribe supernatural causes to these sensations.
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Incident 628-023: On 04/04/20██, as part of an approved test overseen by Dr. O█████ G████, 2 D-class personnel equipped with chainsaws attempted to harvest SCP-628-8. Approximately at the moment of contact between the chainsaw blade and the item's bark, the local wind speed began increasing, from 9 km/hr to 77 km/hr in less than 80 seconds. SCP-628 activated accordingly, playing at roughly 150 dB a piece later identified as an augmented version of J.S. Bach's "'Little' Fugue in G Minor". While it remained active, personnel across Site-104 experienced affective and physical disturbances consistent with the effects of high-decibel infrasound. On-site seismometers recorded the equivalent of a Richter magnitude 0.63 earthquake.
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Anomalous weather activity persisted for 3 minutes 31 seconds, exactly the duration of the fugue being played. Wind speed and cloud cover quickly returned to normal once the piece concluded.
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In accordance with containment protocols, experimentation had been suspended shortly after confirmation of anomalous weather activity; SCP-628-8's trunk had been almost halfway severed at that point. When Dr. G████ and the research team returned to SCP-628-8 five hours later, however, they observed that the damage to the item's trunk had begun to heal; its bark and wood tissues closed smoothly from both sides of the wound in a manner inconsistent with known patterns of plant growth.
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Incident 628-024: On 05/04/20██, events substantially similar to those reported in Incident 628-023 occurred, with the significant difference that SCP-628-8's trunk, which had healed entirely in the intervening hours, was completely severed before evacuation. The item was partially toppled in the wind before being caught in the branches of its neighbor, SCP-628-15. The damage to SCP-628-8's trunk healed entirely over the following 24 hours, although the item did not right itself in the process. No scar was produced, but [DATA EXPUNGED] tension wood of considerable interest to the presiding researcher.
Special Containment Procedures: By order of the Site-17 Ethics Committee, Cell 2/23 of Facility-C is to remain empty. SCP-6400 is neither to be obstructed nor penetrated.
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Description: SCP-6400 is a circular window, currently located on the North-Western wall of Cell 2/23. It consists of a single circular pane of glass, with no gridding or opening mechanism.
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When damaged or obstructed from either end, SCP-6400 will disappear, reappearing in place of a nearby section of wall. The disappearance and subsequent reappearance of SCP-6400 appear to be instantaneous, and the area previously displaced is restored upon migration.
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SCP-6400 appears exclusively on exterior walls, with preference for rooms with little to no natural lighting. Offices, dormitories, and containment cells are frequently targeted by SCP-6400, comprising 94% of all manifestations.
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Humans and sapient entities within affected rooms are subject to a minor compulsion that semi-frequently directs them to look into SCP-6400. Time exposed to sunlight is negatively correlated with susceptibility to this effect, and those assigned an unrelated task are less susceptible than idle subjects at all levels. Among non-human and D-Class populations, weeping has been frequently observed.
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The following is a photograph of SCP-6400, taken in its current position. Personnel are advised to report any lingering effects to the Department of Psychiatrics.
Filename: outthere.jpg
+Name: View North-west through a Panopticon window - geograph.org.uk - 1504624.jpg
+Author: David Long
+License: CC BY-SA 2.0
+Source Link:Wikimedia Commons
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6433 is kept in a standard object storage locker in Area-150. The interior of SCP-6433 is stocked with no more than two Foundation standard-issue stationary pads and soft-tip pens.
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Description: SCP-6433 is a snow globe that contains a sandy island in the middle of a frozen ocean. There is a single coconut tree, currently bearing fruit, and a thatched hut upon the island. Both are covered with a thin surface of snow. Snow does not appear to be falling in SCP-6433 when viewed from the outside.
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A human subject may enter SCP-6433 upon skin contact with its surface. The subject appears upon an ice floe within the frozen ocean, from which there is a clear path to the island. The current interior of the thatched hut is a study containing a Foundation standard-issue desk and office chair. No additional comforts are included.
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From within, a perceptual effect obscures the exterior of the snow globe, creating the illusion of an infinite frozen ocean. Subjects are capable of leaving SCP-6433 by touching the interior surface of the snow globe. The illusion does not interfere with this. There is no compulsion to stay.
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Human subjects within SCP-6433 feel no sensations of bodily discomfort, including those of thirst, hunger, or temperature sensitivity. For every second that passes in baseline reality, subjects perceive 1000 seconds and physically age 100 seconds.
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Discovery: SCP-6433 was recovered from the personal effects of lawyer and crime novelist Spencer Gerald Hawking following his 1995 disappearance. Hawking was known for publishing, on average, 50 books a year from 1983-1994 while practicing law full-time. His novels were widely considered formulaic crime thrillers. His work in the years leading up to his disappearance incorporated increasingly literary elements but suffered from worsening sales figures and critical reviews.
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Initial testing of SCP-6433 recovered the mummified corpse of Hawking, carbon dated to have experienced almost 500 years. Additionally, the hut was filled by over 3 million pages of loose-leaf paper covered with handwritten text, roughly organized into manuscripts.
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A preliminary examination of the manuscripts revealed significantly more experimental, personal, and avant-garde writing and storytelling than Hawking's published work. The manuscripts were otherwise non-anomalous. They were incinerated accordingly.
Special Containment Procedures: After the successful implementation of Containment Strategy 6477-7, the only current containment procedure necessary for the containment of SCP-6477 is the maintenance of Area-6477, located on the grounds of Site-11. All tombstones in Area-6477 are to be routinely cleaned, and the surrounding area is to be kept clear of debris.
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The Department of Analytics is to monitor world media sources for stories concerning the disappearance of bodies.1 If an instance of SCP-6477 gains notable notoriety, a suitable cover story is to be created.
Containment Strategy 6477-7:
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The bodies of individuals who have died without having been buried are to be interred at a new burial ground, henceforth referred to as Area-6477. This explicit purpose of this burial ground is to be for the burial of individuals who would not otherwise be buried.
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The burial ground and mausoleum of Area-6477 are to be monitored for the presence of new SCP-6477 instances.
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Description: SCP-6477 is an anomalous phenomenon affecting human corpses (designated SCP-6477-1) that would otherwise not undergo any form of burial or interment. SCP-6477 is associated with three kinds of anomalous activity, which are designated as Antigone Events, Creon Events, and Pharaoh Events. A description of each follows:
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Antigone Events: Twenty four hours after death, an SCP-6477-1 instance will disappear. Simultaneously, a new interment location appropriate for the SCP-6477-1 instance will manifest, with the SCP-6477-1 inside.
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The nature of this interment varies between instances of SCP-6477-1, but tends to be a form of interment appropriate for the presumed culture and beliefs of SCP-6477-1 in life. For instance, SCP-6477-1 instances who were strongly opposed to burial will instead be cremated.
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SCP-6477-1 instances tend to be interred in locations that are appropriate for the individual in question. These have included familial burial plots, locations the individual had expressed interest in while alive or cemeteries containing acquaintances of the individual.2
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These events are typically accompanied by an epitaph, that describes the SCP-6477-1 instance in question.
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Creon Events: When an SCP-6477-1 instance which has previously undergone an Antigone Event is removed from the location where it was interred, a Creon Event may occur twenty-four hours later.
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In a Creon Event, the SCP-6477-1 instance will disappear, and be reinterred at the location in which it was previously interred. The existing location will undergo anomalous modifications that form obstructions that prevent future attempts at retrieving the SCP-6477-1 instance in question.
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These modifications have varied in form, but have included the spontaneous appearance of rocky matter and vegetation around an SCP-6477-1 instance, or increased security measures on a building containing SCP-6477-1.
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Creon Events occur selectively based on the nature and reason behind an SCP-6477-1 instance being removed. If an SCP-6477-1 instance is being removed so that it can be reinterred at a new appropriate location, no Creon Event will occur.
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Pharaoh Events: Immediately following a Creon Event, a Pharaoh Event will occur targeting any individuals involved in the removal of the SCP-6477-1 instance from the SCP-6477 designated burial place. All targeted individuals will suffer immediate cessation of heart function.
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History: Prior to 2016 and the implementation of Containment Strategy 6477-7, SCP-6477 was classified as a Keter class anomaly due to the ubiquity of Antigone Events and their inability to be impeded. Due to the moral complications of the heavy amnestic usage that prior iterations of the SCP-6477 containment profile required, the Ethics Committee began to look into alternative containment methodology.
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Researcher Taylor Hunt submitted Containment Strategy 6477-7 in response to this search, putting forth an alternative containment profile that would direct SCP-6477's attention to a specific area, and then encourage it to bury more bodies there. This was successfully implemented.
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Addendum: SCP-6477 Epitaph Examples
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Francisco Penha
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1945 - 1999
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You never had enough money to travel to Paris. I hope being buried there can make up for it.
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Jìng Hu
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2001-2005
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I am sorry that you never got to see the tropics. Your future was bright.
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Gertrude Beamore
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1901 - 2008
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To outlive your friends and family is as much a curse as it is a blessing. May you be with your children again.
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Megan Walker
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1963 - 2016
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You'd like it here. It's nice and peaceful, just what you wanted. A good place for everyone I take care of.
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Taylor Hunt
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1982 - 2018
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You were taken too soon.
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Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-6487 are to be kept in an aviary in the Parazoological Containment Wing of Bio-Research Area-12. Instances should be fed twice a day on a diet of oats, barley, and wheat.
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Routine physical exercises should be conducted daily with SCP-6487 instances. It is preferable for researchers to cycle through different instances. A record of all physical therapy appointments must be maintained to adequately give care to all instances.
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The Biomechanical team should check PnB equipment monthly for signs of any wear and tear. If PnB equipment is broken, the equipment should be replaced as soon as possible.
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Personnel not part of the primary research team must schedule their appointment no less than five hours in advance.
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Description: SCP-6487 is the classification of thirty-three genetically modified Mangalitsa breed sus domesticus.1 SCP-6487 acts the same as standard pigs despite two significant anomalous characteristics.
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SCP-6487 lacks any fore or hind legs.2 X-Rays show that SCP-6487 lacks humerus bones and its ribcage extends past the thoracic and into the lumbar vertebrae.
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Two wing-like appendages are present on the backs of SCP-6487 instances. These wings have an appearance near identical to the wings of Pteropus3. These wings are small in infants, only appearing as small stubs on the backs, but in adult instances, the wings can grow to almost be as long as the body.
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SCP-6487 instances regularly flap their wings in attempts to fly, but all attempts result in failure due to the wings not providing enough energy to support the mass of the anomaly.
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Torn wing of SCP-6487 taken post mortem.
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SCP-6487 is deemed immobile due to the ineffectiveness of its wings. SCP-6487 needs to be under constant supervision, especially during feeding times. If an instance somehow manages to roll itself onto its back, it will be unable to right itself. Instances should be carried to a new location in their enclosure every day so that they are not lying in their own feces.
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During feeding, bowls of feed must be placed directly in front of the heads of SCP-6487 so they can adequately reach the feed.
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SCP-6487 was brought to the Foundation’s attention on March 1st, 2029, when Dr. █████ discovered SCP-6487 in his husband's4 farmhouse. SCP-6487 was subsequently taken into Foundation custody, and both Dr. █████ and Mr. Weber were given Class C amnestics. Interview 6487-PG01 was conducted with Mr. Weber prior to amnestization.
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Interview 6487-PG01
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The following is a transcript from an interview conducted between Jack Weber and researcher Riley Bassett at Bio-Research-Area-12 following initial containment.
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Researcher Bassett: Hello there, Mr. Weber. How are you doing today?
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There is silence for the next ten seconds.
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Researcher Bassett: Mr. Weber, you aren't in trouble. We just want to get more information on what exactly we are dealing with here.
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A loud sigh is heard from Mr. Weber.
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Mr. Weber: This wasn't what I intended to happen. I'm sorry.
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Researcher Bassett: Come again?
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Mr. Weber: I just wanted to make something special. You know the saying, "When pigs fly?" I was just trying to do that, you know.
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Researcher Bassett: You were trying to make these pigs fly?
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Researcher Bassett: I mean, yeah, I guess I can see it with those little stubs growing on their back.
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Mr. Weber: God, I don't know how I screwed up so badly. I did some research on the internet on genetic modification and all. I thought I had it figured out. I wanted him to love it.
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Researcher Bassett: Wait, I'm sorry? You have to slow down a second there. Let me lead the conversation, please. How did you manage to modify these pigs?
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Mr. Weber: I… Well, I had the parents grow up on the roof. I never let them down from the roof, if I did, they wouldn't adapt to their environment, you know?
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Researcher Bassett: Adapt? Hold on, are you talking about evolution? You aren't making much sense right now.
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The sound of a sheath of papers being flipped through can be heard.
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Researcher Bassett: We found microscopes and CRISPR machines in your home? Are you sure that you didn't genetically modify these pigs?
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Mr. Weber: No they weren't. I had them adapt to the environment. I would come up to the roof, pick up the pigs with my hands, and walk around in circles. I made the pigs think they were flying. I-I don't know what went wrong. Their children should have been able to fly.
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Researcher Bassett: You've lost me, sir. If you didn't genetically modify these-
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Mr. Weber: It was supposed to be a surprise. He always said he didn't want our wedding to be cliche, but he also said he wanted it to be one of the most memorable weddings ever. I had to try my best.
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Researcher Bassett: Ugh, this is getting us nowhere. Just one last question Mr. Weber. Did you intend for the pigs to not have any fore and hind legs?
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Mr. Weber's voice breaks as if now on the verge of tears.
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Mr. Weber: Of course not. T-they should have been perfectly healthy. I don't know where I went wrong. I'm so sorry. I-I tried to care for them, I thought their legs would grow in, but they never did. Oh, please forgive me. I'm so sorry!
The natural "wings" in a fully grown instance measure at around 100-110cm, roughly the length of the body. The wing membrane has skin coloration matching that of the body and has a thickness of 0.5mm. The base of the wings begins two centimeters below the base of the ears on either side. Seven thin bones make up the span of the wings with three joints and small claws.
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These claws do not serve any obvious purpose, as they are located at the second outer joint. Such a location makes it impractical to grab onto something as it would require SCP-6487 to be upside down.
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The wings are covered with a thin layer of fur.5 Below that, a thin layer of elastic skin is present. Studies have shown that the elasticity of the wings is anomalously resistant and able to stretch over a meter without tearing. However, the durability of these wings is poor and will tear under the weight of 250 grams.6
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The following is the current iteration of the PnB 6487 project. Design is susceptible to change due to the evolving nature of the project. Below is the most effective model, the SCP Foundation, has been able to construct. If, upon later viewing, the description appears different, it is likely because we have transitioned to a new iteration.
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PnB 6487 Iteration 6.2
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Three thin bio-plastic alloy rods are to be surgically implanted into the natural wings of SCP-6487. They are to originate at the end of the limb joints, resulting in the best control over the aileron. They are to stretch out through the natural material and into the bidirectional carbon fibers.
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The total wingspan of SCP-6487 has increased by roughly one-third in size using bidirectional carbon fibers. These bio-carbon fibers are affixed to the edged of the wing membrane and stabilized by the bio-plastic rods. The bio-carbon membrane has a matching thickness to the natural wing membrane and is infused with 0.7mg of aluminum to ensure stability.
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The bio-plastic membrane spans the entirety of the natural membrane and ends 2cm from the base of the tail. The membrane has been affixed along a slight curve to accelerate airflow during movement allowing the wings to support flight. [See testing for effectiveness of flight.]
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The tails have been straightened out and attacked to a network of aluminum alloys that expand down from the tail to the end of the manufactured wings. Small hinges at the base and end of the tail allow for movement via a motion of the tail. This new tail allows SCP-6487 to control direction motion on the horizontal axis.
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Directional movement with iteration 6.2 has seen mass improvements on the horizontal plane, but control over verticality is not as effective as previous iterations. Finding methods of better vertical control should be the priority moving forward.
All tests that required a launch were conducted over a 10m by 20m polyethylene safety net.
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Test Parameters
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Results
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A child instance of SCP-6487 was dropped from a height of 3 meters.
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SCP-6487 fell straight down. It squealed and flapped its wings erratically. It was unharmed.
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An adult instance of SCP-6487 equipped with PnB I 1.0 dropped from a height of 5 meters.
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SCP-6487 glided forwards at an angle of 40 degrees first 1.5 seconds. It then began flapping its wings erratically and plummeted into the net.
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An adult instance of SCP-6487 equipped with PnB I 2.3 dropped from a height of 7 meters.
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SCP-6487 fell straight down for the first 0.5 seconds before it unfolded its wings, at which point its trajectory suddenly changed to 20 degrees. It proceeded to flap its wings, gaining momentum and no longer losing altitude. It continued to flap its wings flying straight until it collided with the northern wall. It then plummeted to the ground. Researcher Riley Bassett caught SCP-6487 before it hit the ground. SCP-6487 was unharmed, and Researcher Bassett had a fractured humerus.
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An adult instance of SCP-6487 was placed in a field at Surface Level-0 equipped with PnB I 4.2. A food table was in the back of a truck 45 meters away.
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Dr. Jept blew a whistle, and SCP-6487 began flapping its wings and pushing its tail down. After 20 seconds, SCP-6487 touched off the ground and traveled through the air at an accelerating rate reaching a top speed of 12 kilometers per hour. It reached the truck with excessive force, causing the table of feed to be launched into the air covering SCP-6487 and Researcher Bassett in said feed.
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An adult instance of SCP-6487 was placed in a field at Surface Level-0 equipped with a PnB I 6.2. The back of a pickup truck filled with feed was stationed 30 meters away.
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Dr. Jept blew a whistle, and SCP-6487 started flapping its wings. SCP-6487 managed to get into the air in roughly 7 seconds and started flying to the truck filled with feed. The truck was then driven away from SCP-6487 at 10 kilometers per hour. SCP-6487 chased the truck for the next ten minutes, showing a sense of strong control over its movement, and being able to turn left.7 After an hour, SCP-6487 stopped chasing the truck and landed next to researcher Bassett.
For you new employees or those unaware, we've had ourselves, living lumps of bricks here at Bio Area-12. But that has changed with great thanks to our parazoology team and biomechanical division. They have been able to perform some biomechanical magic and to put it in layman's terms, we have made pigs fly.
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These swine have shown the ability to fly with impressive levels of aerodynamics. But, doing this requires a lot of time spent on the part of the pigs to learn to use the prosthetics properly.
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We have equipped each instance of SCP-6487 with the proper prosthetics to provide locomotion, and now it is our obligation to make sure they learn how to use PnB equipment properly.
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Since this training requires extensive time allocated to physical therapy, all employees here at Bio-Site 12 must agree to participate in rehabilitation exercises with SCP-6487. By signing this document, you agree to allocate at least two hours every month to the SCP-6487 rehabilitation program. You are also aware that failure to participate in the program can result in a verbal warning, up to a paid leave of absence.
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Signature: x_
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We hope that being a part of this project will help you better appreciate the work we are doing here at the Foundation. We aren't just looking out for humanity, but all life on our planet, whether anomalous or not.
Special Containment Procedures: All known SCP-6854 instances have been fitted with tracking devices and are contained in Hangars 1 through 10 of the Site-44 Anomalous Wildlife Wing. SCP-6854 are to be provided with 150 kg of plant and animal matter per day, and all natural byproducts are to be harvested, and distributed through the front organization Standard Coal and Petroleum, Inc.
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Mobile Task Force Mu-9 ('Wild Wranglers') has been tasked with capturing and transporting all wild instances of SCP-6854, as well as administering Class-A amnestics to all witnesses.
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Description: SCP-6854 is a species of biomechanical entities superficially reminiscent of domestic cattle (Bos taurus), sparse populations of which are found scattered across the North American continent.
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Artistic depiction of SCP-6854, c. 1910
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Instances of SCP-6854 possess external shells comprised of an indeterminate metal alloy with a consistency similar to that of stainless steel. The interior contains an assembly of shifting cogs and gears of unknown function, as well as a rudimentary system of organs composed primarily of vulcanized rubber.
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All SCP-6854 possess two carbon filament lightbulbs affixed to the skull, which are believed to act as their source of vision. Despite the lack of a readily apparent power source, these remain lit at all times with the exception of during sleep. Locomotion is achieved using four small wheels attached at the base of each leg, with mature specimens capable of travelling at speeds of up to 50 km per hour. In the wild, SCP-6854 typically restrict their movements to flat low-lying plains, their wheeled nature causing difficulty in navigating more rugged terrain.
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Attached at the rear is a tail-like appendage capable of folding outwards in a manner similar to an umbrella, which is deployed during periods of rainfall in order to prevent rusting. SCP-6854 are omnivorous, converting all waste matter into anthracite (hard coal), which is dispensed through a metal flap found on the undercarriage. The mechanics behind this process are poorly understood, and all attempts to replicate these results outside of SCP-6854 have thus far been unsuccessful.
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Both sexes have a set of two hollow brass horns, measuring up to 140 cm in length. These horns are maneuverable, and in mature specimens are capable of producing and discharging lead bullets with a remarkably high level of precision. Studies have shown SCP-6854 uses this ability primarily when hunting prey, as well as when threatened, or in order to establish dominance over a rival mating partner.
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SCP-6854 are capable of sexual reproduction, with females experiencing a gestation period of around twelve months, and typically producing litters of between three and five offspring. After giving birth, female SCP-6854 will produce a substance chemically identical to petroleum oil, which is fed to their young through a rubber udder-like appendage.
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Discovery: The Department of Mythology and Folkloristics has discovered several literary references to SCP-6854 (colloquially known as cogcows, or Bos machinus) published between 1895 and 1904. These descriptions are found primarily in various fantastical field guides, where they are listed alongside fictitious organisms originating in North American lumberjack folklore. Due to their fanciful nature, most early SCP-6854 sightings went largely ignored by the American Secure Containment Initiative.
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PoI-2645, photographed in 1899
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The earliest verifiable SCP-6854 sighting is attributed to American hunter Elmer Shepard (PoI-2645, pictured). In 1905, while hunting in the prairies of Oklahoma, Shepard reportedly witnessed a lone instance of SCP-6854 consuming the remains of a white-tailed deer, which immediately fled upon approach.
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While Shepard made this encounter public, his claims were met largely with skepticism and mockery from his contemporaries. In June of 1905, Elmer Shepard and his nineteen year old son, Warren, left their hometown of Longabough with the intention of retrieving the head of an SCP-6854 specimen, and proving their existence to the scientific community. Despite his relative lack of hunting experience, Warren Shepard reluctantly agreed to accompany his father on this expedition out of concern for his increasingly obsessive behaviour.
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Three weeks into this endeavor, Warren Shepard returned to Longabough with the remains of his father, who had sustained a fatal gunshot wound to the throat. When interrogated by local authorities, Shepard reported encountering a female instance of SCP-6854 in the prairies, which was feeding petroleum oil to its two offspring. Warren recounted finding himself unable to shoot the creature, although stated that his father had aimed his rifle at the creature's head, before being struck by a bullet dispensed from one of its horns.
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With no evidence to support his claims, Warren Shepard was considered the primary suspect in his father's death, and received a show trial wherein he was sentenced to death by hanging. The following morning, a crowd of some forty civilians gathered to observe the execution. All witnesses reported that immediately after the noose was dropped, a low-pitched humming noise became audible. At this point, a single female instance of SCP-6854 emerged from the grasslands, firing a single bullet that severed the rope around Shepard's neck. The creature then departed, and Shepard survived with minor injuries. He was subsequently exonerated of all criminal wrongdoing.
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This incident has since been covered up by the American Secure Containment Initiative, with all relevant court records and historical documentation confiscated and archived. Since their initial discovery, an additional twelve instances of SCP-6854 have been retrieved the wild, with a further thirty specimens bred in captivity. It is presently unknown how many instances of SCP-6854 exist outside Foundation custody.
“If dragons were real, then in all likelihood they were not graceful, noble creatures; rather they would have been slug-like and brutish.” - P. Ozz, Cryptozoology Division Founding Member
A juvenile SCP-7088 specimen as depicted by a French research crew (circa 1904).
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Special Containment Procedures: A sustainable population of SCP-7088 is to be kept within Sector 2 of Site-44 in an artificial cavernous environment. Instances are to be fed every 5-6 months and communicated with infrequently.
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Wild populations of SCP-7088 are under the jurisdiction of the Cryptozoology Division, who are tasked with retrieval operations and researching the organisms within their natural surroundings. Cave systems inhabited by the genus are to be blocked from public access under the cover story of unstable topography or a cave-in. Due to SCP-7088’s isolated native habitat, further containment is unnecessary.
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Further developments regarding the SCP-7088-IMPERATOR subspecies will be available at the base of this document.
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Description: SCP-7088 is a cave-dwelling anomalous genus of amphibian located within a portion of Northern Europe, primarily Great Britain. Members of SCP-7088 resemble extremely large Cryptobranchus alleganiensis1 while, in infancy, resembling P. anguinus;2 all instances possess vestigial wings in addition to leathery skin and a serpentine spinal structure. Skin pigments range from reddish-brown to earth-green depending on region and rock composition. SCP-7088’s brain-to-body ratio remains the highest of all known amphibians, allowing for drastically increased mental capacity capable of recognising basic human speech.
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SCP-7088 specimens also possess a unique luminous organ protruding from their upper jaw, termed the Ozz noetica by Foundation cryptobiologists. The Ozz noetica is possessed only by members of the genus and is a characteristic trait of all known instances. Capable of sub-noospheric interference, the organ permits SCP-7088 to transfer speech to sentient observers if positioned correctly.
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SCP-7088 rarely surface from inhabited caverns (usually housing a group of 5-10 instances), only exiting in search of prey. SCP-7088’s natural diet once consisted primarily of deer, rabbits and low-lying shrubbery though, since human inhabitation of the British Isles, has shifted heavily towards the consumption of livestock and crops. Although this poses some threat to secrecy, instances only require sustenance on average twice per year, during which time they will gorge upon all nourishment available before returning to their brood. A largely stationary lifestyle allows for long periods of time between consumption.
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While SCP-7088 are believed to have once been apex predators in their environments, since the adoption of more readily available food sources, instances now demonstrate a more lethargic lifestyle.
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The fossilised remains of an SCP-7088 instance.
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History:
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Since the 18th Century and the onset of the industrial revolution, accounts of SCP-7088 reduced significantly, likely due to the sudden influx of hazardous waste produced by human development. This is theorised to have caused SCP-7088 to abandon their former freshwater habitats and adopt a largely subterranean lifestyle, lessening human-to-SCP-7088 encounters. Prior to the 21st Century, the only evidence available for the genus’ existence was ecological DNA imprints and the rare remains of deceased instances. In the early 2000s, a group of research staff successfully located and made contact with a group of live specimens (See Addendum).
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Addendum 7088.1: Initial Incident
+On 29/10/2008, an exchange between Troy █████, an American oil tycoon and multimillionaire, and an unknown buyer was revealed to the Foundation following an unrelated investigation into Mr █████‘s business activity. Following examination of the discussion and further insight into the genus’ behaviour, SCP-7088 involvement has been suspected.
Troy █. Corporation: Hello anonymous buyer. We have received your message and can confirm that we are interested in trading! Please provide a name and further contact information if possible.
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Unknown: Hello Mr Oil. We are liking to barter with you for your wares still. No name or other detail for now please.
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Troy █. Corporation: Understood, your privacy is important to us. Are you interested in trading or investing into our shares?
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Unknown: Barter.
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Troy █. Corporation: Of course. Assuming we would provide petroleum (or other resources) to you, how much do you require and what would you like to offer?
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Unknown: Hello. We would like as much as you give. We will offer two gemstone, six wire and twelve carrot. Extra large.
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Troy █. Corporation: Our maximum export limit is 780,000 gallons. I’m assuming your offer was sarcastic?
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Unknown: I agree. New offer is two bottle of vegetable oil. I hope that oil-to-oil trade is pleasing.
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Troy █. Corporation: I don’t think you understand. Unless “vegetable oil” is slang for something else I’m afraid we’ll have to terminate the offer here.
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Unknown: What is requested offer?
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Troy █. Corporation: 780,000 gallons will be in the range of about $23,000,000, not including tarif—
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The exchange is broken off due to the connection wire being bitten.
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Attempts to locate the offending SCP-7088 brood are ongoing.
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Addendum 7088.2: Attempted Interviews
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Interview Attempt 7088-1
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Date: 11/10/2009
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Interviewed: SCP-7088-24
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Location: Knucker Hollow Cave System
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The research team is within a large chamber. Researcher Ozz sits on a rock directly in front of a small underwater lake that is surrounded by and containing several instances of SCP-7088. Many are resting underneath small waterfalls, unmoving, with stalagmites forming on their heads which resemble horns. A single instance emerges from the water.
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Researcher Ozz: Ah, hello.
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The instance lazily rests at the water’s edge.
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Researcher Ozz: Would you be willing to speak with me for a few minutes?
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SCP-7088-24’s Ozz noetica target the researcher and begin to glow slightly.
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SCP-7088-24: You… here to barter?
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Researcher Ozz: Barter? No, we’d like to ask some questions about you and your kind.
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SCP-7088-24:(Staring blankly) Okay… moment.
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SCP-7088-24 places itself upon a nearby rock. It licks the researcher’s arm, to the distaste of Ozz.
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SCP-7088-24: Human. Not seen for… half a stalactite.
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Researcher Ozz: Yes, it seems you have been living here for some time. If I might ask, how long ha—
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SCP-7088-24: Last human I saw… try to take my wares.
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Researcher Ozz: I assure you, I’m not here to steal anything. What do you mean by wares?
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SCP-7088-24: Want to… barter?
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Following Interview 7088-1, personnel grouped together to offer non-essential supplies for trading with SCP-7088-24.
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Interview Attempt 7088-2
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SCP-7088-24 remains at the water’s edge as the team returns.
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Researcher Ozz: Hi again. We’ve got some items we’d like to trade if you’re willing?
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SCP-7088-24: Barter?
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Researcher Ozz: Yes.
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SCP-7088-24: Moment.
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The instance slowly turns around and enters the water. Several minutes pass before it returns.
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Researcher Ozz: Oh, good, you’re back. Where did you go?
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SCP-7088-24: Storage Keep. Many wares.
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SCP-7088-24 gently places a glass bottle, a gemstone and a rusty nail on a rock.
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SCP-7088-24: Offer please?
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Researcher Ozz: Uuh. We’ve got some of these. (Gestures towards a spare oxygen tank and diving equipment)
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SCP-7088-24’s small eyes widen at the equipment.
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SCP-7088-24: I agree! Please… take extra surface commodity… also.
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The instance again enters the water for several minutes. It returns with a small pearl.
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Researcher Ozz: Oh. Thank you, but that’s quite alright.
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SCP-7088-24:(Seemingly confused) I insist.
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Researcher Ozz: Actually, tell you what, I’ll double the offer if you could tell me about you and your kind.
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SCP-7088-24: I agree. I am Knockto, (Gesturing to left instance) this is… Knute, (Gesturing to right instance) this is… Knaller, (Turns around) this is… Knu-
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Researcher Ozz: I meant, specifically, about your type. We’d call it physiology — the way you are.
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SCP-7088-24: Ah! I apologies. We are Knucker-kind, we live in cave.
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Researcher Ozz: Anything else?
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SCP-7088-24: Yes… we used to be different and live near surface like human. We liked long… water pits.
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Researcher Ozz: Wells?
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SCP-7088-24: Yes. We once eat hoof-runner5 and little umbrellas6 before human arrived. Now like carrot and woolly things.7
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Researcher Ozz: Do you have to hunt anymore?
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SCP-7088-24: Not hunt now, very nice. Lots of woolly things since the Black Water.
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Researcher Ozz: What was the Black Water?
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SCP-7088-24: Surface-dwellers made lots of towers and yellow clouds. We go in cave.
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Researcher Ozz: How long ago?
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SCP-7088-24: When humans look for black rocks… coal.
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Researcher Ozz: You remember that? You must be quite old.
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SCP-7088-24: I was only wyrmling at Black Water. Follow.
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The research team is led by the instance to a nearby chamber that is filled with stalactites. SCP-7088-24 seems wary of disturbing their growth as it directs Ozz to a specific formation.
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SCP-7088-24:(Gesturing to a stalactite) Knockto age.
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Researcher Ozz: Mineral formations. That’s clever.
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[Later estimates suggest the stalactite to be around 230 years old.]
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SCP-7088-24: Good rock?
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Researcher Ozz:(Chuckles) Yeah. You wouldn’t happen to know where any other colonies are, would you?
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SCP-7088-24: Many knuckerholes around. Some… much deeper.
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Researcher Ozz: Where?
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SCP-7088-24: Secret… Secret broken for extra payment.
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[17 minutes of extraneous negotiations redacted for brevity.]
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<END LOG>
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Eventually, information regarding nearby “knuckerholes” was traded with SCP-7088-24 for the agreed upon price of two Snickers bars and a flashlight. According to information acquired during Interview 7088-2, an SCP-7088 colony is present in the area surrounding the primary transatlantic telecommunications cable. An investigation into a link between this development and the 2008 Exchange Incident is currently underway.
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Addendum 7088.3: 25/07/2022 Update
+Upon the discovery of a knuckerhole located in Lyminster, Sussex, England, a Foundation-operated high resolution ground-penetrating radar team was utilised in order to preemptively view the cave system. It is believed that all knuckerholes follow a generalised layout and, as such, the scan remains a reference for SCP-7088 dwellings’ features. The following observations were noted:
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Accessible only via a small, but deep, pond.
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Comprised of a primary cavern wherein most SCP-7088 reside, generally surrounded by small waterfalls leading into a central “lake”.
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Submerged cavern used for the cultivation of oviparous8 young.
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An extremely large, submerged, chamber or “keep” filled with copious amounts of rare materials, coins and gemstones. In all documented cases, highly detailed recordings of this chamber display a colossal, scaled instance of SCP-7088 with exaggerated wings and limbs — large stalagmites on its parietal bone resemble spiring decorative horns. The instance remains dormant, seemingly in slumber.
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Attempts are being made to extract and study a member of the Proteus draconis imperator subspecies in order to assess their dormancy patterns. It is believed that, in time, connections to folkloric tales regarding dragon-like megafauna may be made in addition to predicting future active periods.
Special Containment Procedures: Reports regarding survivors of lightning strikes are to be investigated, and said survivors monitored for any anomalous activity. In the event an individual survives multiple strikes within their lifetime, they are to be questioned, in order to ascertain any similarities between instances.
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If any underlying cause for SCP-7166 is discovered, research into possible methods of neutralization is to be prioritized.
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Description: SCP-7166 is a phenomenon affecting individuals who are struck by lightning. This phenomenon does not appear to affect all victims of lighting strikes, but SCP-7166 has been found to occur at higher frequencies if:
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+Individuals who meet these criteria, designated SCP-7166-1, will become significantly more likely to experience lightning strikes. This effect appears to be cumulative with repeated strikes, as individuals who survive more than two strikes become far more likely to experience a third strike, and so on. This effect will only demanifest following either SCP-7166-1's cessation of outdoor activities, loss of higher brain functions, or death.
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Dr. Sanderson, come on. Time to give it up.
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+I'm not sure I understand, ma'am.
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7166. There's nothing there. You know it, I know it.
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+Ma'am, I can assure you, I've been looking into this. There's more here than meets the eye.
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Bullshit. I know what happened, Roger. I've seen it before.
You really think you're the first person to try to find a reason? To not be able to accept what happened?
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I'm reassigning you to SCP-765. You are to focus solely on its containment. If I catch wind that you're looking into this again, I will personally have you demoted. Am I understood?
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Every day I think I'm closer to a breakthrough, and every day I come up short. They wanna cut my funding. They want to classify it as explained. I will NOT let that happen. I know the truth. I know what I saw.
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Brooke's sending me to the fucking duck pond. Supposed to be clearing my head. But there's nothing to clear. What a waste of time.
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Arrived at the pond today. The staff there are very lax. Too lax, if you ask me.
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The project lead here is a woman named Whittaker. Helped me get acquainted with everything. Talks a lot.
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There's a thunderstorm on the forecast for Friday. I'm gonna see what I can learn from it.
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Whittaker came snooping by today. Of course, no tangible signs of my research. So she went on her way.
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Talked with one of the other researchers, name's Adrian. Or, Dr. Mather, rather. First person I've talked to here who seemed to actually care what I had to say. Or, at least, pretended to care. The way he talks reminds me of Jason: paints these big sweeping pictures with words, tries to get you just as excited as he is. Certainly the least intolerable person here. He talked at length about the different ducks he'd seen here. I guess I pretended to care, too.
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This storm is supposed to be a nasty one. Apparently all staff are going to be sequestered in a storm shelter on the premises. I'll either have to peel off from the crowd when they head that way, or sneak out once everyone's inside. Either way, no one can know. I don't want anybody else getting caught up in this mess.
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Mather caught me working. I made him promise me not to tell Whittaker. I think I scared him half to death. Can't have anyone stopping me tomorrow.
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Brooke called to check up on me. I don't know how convincing I was. She always seems to know when I'm bullshitting.
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One more day. One last night. Then it's just me and that storm.
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+Mather.
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You're, uh… how are you?
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+Fine, I guess. Been worse. You?
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Oh, you know, alive.
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So, I wanted to ask, what, uh… you got any plans for this evening?
Right, of course. Well, I was wondering… and you don't have to say yes, of course, I totally understand-
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Would you want to go on a date?
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Feel free to say no! Don't feel obligated to-
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+Dr. Mather, I appreciate the interest, but I…
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+It's not you, Adrian. I, uh… it's complicated.
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+No, it's alright. Just, nothing against you. Maybe some other time.
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Adrian. He asked me out.
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+Yes, of course I meant no. No time for any distractions. I have to focus on the task at hand.
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The storm hits us around 9 PM. Three hours from now. Guess I'd better start preparing.
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A SEVERE WEATHER WARNING IS IN PLACE
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He's not- oh. Fuck. Fuck!
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Yes, I know, but Roger's out there! He needs help!
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Roger! What the hell are you doing? Get inside!
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Yes, it's me! Come on!
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+No. I have to learn what it wants! How it works!
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What, the fucking lightning? You can watch it from the shelter-
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So what are YOU doing out here then?
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Right. So-
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No! Are you fucking crazy? I'm not leaving you here!
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Roger, listen to me. I don't know what's wrong with you, but whatever it is, this isn't gonna fix it. You're risking everything, just to, what, to stop people from getting struck by lightning? I mean, listen to yourself!
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+But getting struck AGAIN and AGAIN! That's not unlucky. That can't JUST be luck.
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People die from bad luck all the time, what the fuck's the difference?
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+Us, Adrian! We can stop it! We have the means! The resources! We can prevent shit like this!
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That's not our place! We don't get to just call something an anomaly cause we don't like it! That's not how any of this is supposed to work!
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Roger, please, come inside. It's fucking freezing out here.
The lake flooded last night. We assessed the damage, nothing too severe. Things should be up and running again soon.
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Adrian came by. Gave me a Get Well card. Threw it at his weaselly little face. Serves him right.
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Adrian came by again. I didn't throw anything this time. Said he wanted to make amends. I accepted.
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+Item #: SCP-7166-EX
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Object Class: Explained
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Special Containment Procedures: As of 17/6/2022, SCP-7166 is to be considered non-anomalous.
+Description: SCP-7166 was a proposed anomalous phenomenon responsible for an increased likelihood of lightning strike survivors to be struck again. SCP-7166 was hypothesized using circumstantial evidence, including records regarding Walter Summerford, Roy Sullivan, and Jason Sanderson. SCP-7166 was eventually determined to be unquantifiable, and the probability for lightning strike survivors to be struck again was determined not to have exceeded projected numbers.
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Flew into Anchorage yesterday for Christmas. My parents met me at the airport. Good to see them again.
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Definitely ready for a break. Last week was particularly hectic.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-7299 is currently considered Neutralized.
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Description: SCP-7299 was an interdimensional rift that manifested somewhere in Southern England the 23/7/2022, for an estimated period of 0.002 seconds, neutralizing itself after. Given its ephemeral nature, there were no civilian witnesses.
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Researcher Markus Fairweather, currently a valuable Foundation asset residing in Site-98, presented documentation allegedly related to SCP-7299, transcribed in Addendum-7299-1.
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Note: I believe there's something I have to confess about my nature, that I've been hiding for too long.
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Addendum-7299-1:
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+23/7/2022, 10:53.
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+Shit, that hurt.
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+I observe the surface I landed on. It's course, dirty, and smells terrible. I conclude that I have fallen on a homeless man, now unconscious. I get up and adjust my pants, in an uncomfortable position after falling 150 meters up from the sky. I observe my surroundings: green pastures and sheep as far as the eye can see. I wonder if escaping home was really worth it, considering this scenery. Moreover, this world seems familiar, and as such, my first and foremost mission is to determine if the inhabitants are capable of intelligent thought, through the only reliable method I know. I venture to locate the first McDonald's that I can find.
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+I enter the first population center I stumble upon. The coordinates, climate, and the 16-year-old that has just robbed me welding a butter knife let me to conclude that I am in London. I observe my surroundings. It appears humans mimic wolves' behavior in this area, by urinating on the streets to mark their territory. I walk through the place in hopes of finding my destination. A gentleman offers me a trade: my wallet in exchange for keeping my stomach intact. I realize this may take longer than expected.
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+I learn a lot about this planet by wandering through the streets of London. It appears the worth of any given human is measured by the amount of currency they possess. Owners of higher currency mysteriously live longer and better than those who own little, who are promptly sacrificed to the Sun God every month. One can gain said currency, upgrading their status. This currency is commonly known as Tesco Club Card Points.
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+I arrive at my destination. Entering the place, I try to sit down on a seat and prepare to make my order when the seat growls at me and promptly walks away. The walls are disgusting and tainted in dark dried-out ketchup. A fly tornado has formed around me.
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+I start to worry about my financial stability. To solve this issue, I open a bank account and deposit a coin I found on the ground. Before the employee closes the operations, I telepathically order the computer to add 11 zeros to my balance. I celebrate the occasion by eating in a Marine restaurant. To have some privacy, I buy the entire restaurant and order everybody to leave.
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+I discover it is common attitude for rich people to party, drink alcohol, and exploit the working class. I decide to go to a nightclub.
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+I wake up, feeling somewhat dizzy. I shower with the most common liquid in England: tea. I brush my teeth. Problem: lack of toothpaste. Solution: motor oil I found laying around. I eat breakfast in a nearby bar, making the consumption of a croissant and a cup of tea last 2 hours, including the time spent spectating a fight between 2 men over who pours the worst pints ever.
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+I read the local newspaper. A military captain informs the public that gay soldiers are an invaluable asset to British defense. The interviewer asks the captain how many regular soldiers' lives is one gay soldier worth. 7. Informative. Another article about how Brexit will reduce beer's price by 98%. I confirm that this newspaper is 5 years old.
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+I have decided to find a (romantic) partner. Even though the physiology of my brain makes me unable to feel sexual attraction, a relationship of that kind will increase my social status, and it will allow me to flex my superfluous attributes to people whom I will never talk to. I admire my own ability to integrate into human society.
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+It appears a misunderstanding occurred. I tried to convince the first woman I met to engage in marriage with me, by listing my positive attributes (owns a restaurant, hates parties, is human, is the richest man alive). It appears she wasn't interested, however, as she called local authorities. I'm now locked in a cell I share with a meth addict. The crackhead informs me that he hasn't done shit and that he's an honest working man. He then passes away. I decide that I've had enough, and I adopt the form of Abraham Lincoln, respected man and inventor of wrestling while covered in butter. The officer sees me, scratches his head, and declares that he isn't paid enough to deal with this, letting me go.
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+I revert to my original form and go enjoy the cultural variety London has to offer. I see 2 men recreating the sword fights had in the middle ages, a very influential period of this country's existence.
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+I go watch the latest Pirates of the Caribbean film. With delight, I see that the movie has been financed by a local Bakery, and the plot describes the quality of bread said bakery sells. I get too emotional in the "gluten-free" part and leave. I don't discard the possibility that the movie didn't yet get past the advertisements.
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+I now have a friend. The man, called Johnathan Pinkman, informs me that this isn't the first time this has happened, refusing to elaborate further. He insists that I go with him to the bar, an offer I accept to not appear rude.
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+My friend is completely wasted. After I stop him from commenting on the weight of the bartender's mother, he looks at his watch and curses. Another problem: he needs to get to his university to present his doctoral thesis in front of 200 people half an hour from now. He tries to drive, but I stop him: it's a danger to everyone's safety. I will take the steering wheel instead. I have no idea how to drive, making me blend in perfectly with all the other drivers on Britain's roads. We arrive there in 10 minutes. While my friend is in the bathroom wearing his suit, I hear somebody approaching. I think fast, and adopt the form of Johnathan. His teacher is happy to see him (I mean, me) arrive early, and takes me to the stage. Before I can comprehend the consequences, I am in front of 200 people and expected to say something smart.
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+I receive warm applause after finishing my speech. The teacher aggressively takes me to the backstage and asks me what did that have anything to do with what we studied. At that moment, Johnathan (the real one) walks in to check out the source of the angry voices. Upon seeing us both, the teacher collapses unconscious. I tell Johnathan that he doesn't need to thank me, as I've just saved his career. Thankfully, he's too focused on reviving his teacher, as it would be difficult to explain to him that I just gave a speech about how nuclear winter could help fight global warming.
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+I wake up late today. The events of last night still wander through my head. I try to continue the routine I started yesterday, but I end up accidentally eating the newspaper and reading the coffee. Sigh.
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+To my surprise, I receive a call from Johnathan. He requests to meet in the same bar as last night to talk. I wear silver plates under my clothes for extra protection should he get violent, and exit the store.
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+25/7/2022, 14:04.
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+Johnathan informs me of the reason he arranged this encounter. My (his?) speech granted him an excellent mark. Additionally, he asks me about my studies. I recite to him the titles I got back when I studied on my home planet. He appears impressed and tells me he has some "contacts" that would be interested in my abilities. He reminds me to act normal, and not disclose or hint at my nature under any circumstances. He tells me that he'll need to make some consultations first and that he will call me when the time comes.
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+25/7/2022, 14:28.
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+Nervous, I kill time by going to the public park. I entertain myself by reading the inscriptions on the benches and trees. The letters C and P are united by a heart. The letters K and O are united by a heart. The letters M and N are united by a heart. The full details of a murder committed in Edinburgh last year. I decide to leave after Japanese tourists start taking photos, mistaking me for a national monument.
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Markus.
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+25/7/2022, 15:30.
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+Johnathan calls and tells me to meet again at the bar. Once there, he drives me to a grey building. We enter. 3rd floor, 4th room. 2 subjects are waiting around a table. It's happening!
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+25/7/2022, 16:00.
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+"Greetings, Mr. Fairweather. We represent the organization known as the SCP Foundation."
Special Containment Procedures: As SCP-7377's effects make prevention impossible, containment protocols are to be oriented towards containing knowledge of its existence. As such, Foundation assets in academic, archeological, literary, educational, medical, law enforcement, and historical institutions are to be on alert for SCP-7377-A instances. Special attention is to be dedicated towards institutions or societies that focus on the American Civil War and Southern United States' role therein. Biological instances of SCP-7377-A are to be detained and transported to the closest Foundation site, with future transportation to Site-49's C-Wing being mandatory upon accurate identification as an SCP-7377-A instance. Those aware of the SCP-7377-A instance are to be administered Class C amnestics.
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Henry S. Foote, circa 1860
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Foundation web-crawlers are to search for any potential digital instances of SCP-7377-A, and are to delete them. Individuals involved in the distribution of digital SCP-7377-A instances are to be located and administered Class C amnestics, and all digital technology capable of storing SCP-7377-A instances to be delivered to Foundation custody.
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If multiple distinct SCP-7377-A instances are officially discovered and it becomes impossible for the Foundation to maintain consensus reality, Operation Bitter-Salt is to be enacted, with intent to destroy all known evidence of Henry S. Foote's existence to the public. A suitable fictional historical figure is to replace all mentions of Henry S. Foote, to be decided upon by Foundation historians upon enactment of the Operation.
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Description: SCP-7377 is an anomalous temporal phenomena that results in the unexplained appearance of objects, documents and biological material involving former Senator and Governor Henry S. Foote (1804-1880). These materials (SCP-7377-A) are commonly located in facilities that relate to Henry Foote as a historical figure, with a slight propensity to appear in academic or educational collections. SCP-7377-A instances are of comparable quality to other documents or objects of the time despite the contradictions to the historical record. No instance has been recorded with anomalous properties besides their unexplained origins.
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SCP-7377-A changes to the record typically range from insignificant changes in dates or names to alterations of major historical events, usually involving the antebellum, Civil War, and Reconstruction periods of American history (1848-1877). The latter are more common as more subtle SCP-7377-A instances are indistinguishable from non-anomalous documents.
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SCP-7377-A instances range in subject matter, format, make-up, condition, and identifiability (See Addendum-7377.I for partial list). Some instances, however, are congruent and connected with one another. Foundation analysts in the Historical, Temporal, and Alternate Histories Departments have able to extract fragmentary records from some, but they are incomplete on details unrelated to Foote.
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SCP-7377 was first discovered in late December of 1879, when news reports celebrating the seventh anniversary of Henry Foote's execution was published in a paper claiming to be the New-York Daily Tribune. The paper went on to describe various details surrounding the capture and execution of Henry S Foote after:
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his traitors actions to these United States, against the People in whom placed their Faith and Trust into his hands, violating the Sacred rights of Man through his support for the Late Rebellion that has taken from the Mother's Brest [sic] three millions of Human Souls. O, Lord! Bless them, those Eternally Merciful executioners for their Humanity and Decency, for no other than the most Christian among us could stand to let him go without repaying his Debt in full to the People!
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When, in January 1880, Henry Foote, then living in Nashville, Tennessee, discovered the existence of such a paper, Foote threatened to lodge a lawsuit in New York State for defamation of character. Although the editors of the Tribune attempted to prove that said document could not have been produced by them due to differences in printing, paper and styles, Foote was preparing for the case before his death on May 19th, 1880.
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It was only in June of 1898 that SCP-7377 would be officially designated by the American Secure Containment Initiative (ASCI) after a biological instance of SCP-7377-A was discovered buried near the first Confederate White House in Montgomery, Alabama. Following an attempt to restore the building by the United Daughters of the Confederacy, a casket containing the corpse of Henry S. Foote was found buried beneath a previously unseen tombstone at the edge of the property. Engravings on the front read:
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Henry Stuart Foote
+February 28th 1804
+January 19th 1869
+President, Husband, Father
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Following this, the ASCI closed down the restoration project. When the non-anomalous corpse of Henry S Foote was accounted for, the ASCI catalogued SCP-7377 and contained.
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Addendum-7377.I — SCP-7377-A Instance Log
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SCP-7377-A-01
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The corpse of Henry S. Foote, discovered near the first Confederate White House. Lethal neurological and cranial damage was apparent to the back of the objects head, caused by an unremoved .41 caliber bullet.
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SCP-7377-A-07
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A damaged ballot for the 1860 general election, to be used for the Democratic ticket in the State of New York. Various names are written out, including, for President and Vice President respectively, Henry S. Foote and Daniel S. Dickenson.1 The names William Henry Seward and Abraham Lincoln were written beside the crossed out section.
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Discovered in the New York City Public Library's in the Historical Collections.
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SCP-7377-A-19
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A copy of a non-existent children's book, The Other Boy, written by a 'Rufus Walker' and published in 1988 by 'Clemens House'.2 The novel's protagonists are a pair of boys on opposite sides of the Kentucky-Ohio border. They develop a friendship despite the disapproval of friends, families and communities on both sides. The climax of the novel ends when one of the boys, William Yankey saves John Rebel from Rebel's father, Harry, after the latter discovered the two playing together in the middle of town, and, enraged, tried to shoot his son. The novel ends with William surviving, and John promising to come by and see him, to which William replies by saying that he can bring as many friends as he would like. A twenty page long non-fiction afterword describes the author's intentions to educate the reader on Confederate-US relations, including going into minor depth about the Civil War period, with special mention of Henry Foote as a 'rabble rousing demagogue who based his career on hate and bigotry.' The author ends by advocating for stronger cooperation against 'European intervention in the Americas."3
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Discovered in a 6th grade classroom in Frankfort, Kentucky, after several students asked if it could be used as a resource on an upcoming test.
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SCP-7377-A-34
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A painting entitled 'Foote On The Run', which depicts Foote hiding behind a tree as it rains. Several men in gray are on horseback, waving swords and searching the area. Foote is wearing tattered clothing, is emaciated, and is visibly distressed.
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Object appeared at the Boston Museums of Arts American section. A plaque was in front, and described it as a 'tribute to the suffering Unionists who, tragically, lost their lives, fighting for freedom, like Henry Foote.'"
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SCP-7377-A-44
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A ambrotype photograph of a man laying upright at the back of a coffin, naked. The man's face has several gashes and openings, along with the many more bruises and indentions along the body. Writing on the back states, "Me and the boys found this from a Star reporter. Really gave Sumner a beating, didn't he? P.S Word is the Big Man is gonna issue a pardon. Foote is a rascal, now, isn't he? Love, B."4
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Discovered uploaded to Wikipedia by an individual intending to vandalize the site, having purchased it as an old yard sale a couple years earlier. The individual who originally had the instance is currently unknown.
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SCP-7377-A-59
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A partially damaged report from a 'Colonel Newton Knight' of the federalized 1st Mississippi Regiment, describing a raid on the Mississippi Governor's Mansion, which was being held by members of the White League,5 in July 1874. They had been holding the Republican Governor, Henry S Foote, and his family hostage in order to re-establish 'honourable government'. The report states the raid was successful, ending in the capture of all White Leaguers with no deaths. The report goes on to praise the "inter-racial regiment, Negro and White, proving to be the best of both races." It recommends more integrated regiments.
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Discovered by a historian looking into the historical archives of the US army for an unrelated project in 2008.
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SCP-7377-A-68
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A previously undiscovered ASCI file, describing the phenomenon of SCP-7377. The article describes Henry S Foote as a former President of the United States who had been able to avoid a civil war. While a lot of the document is damaged, many individual pages were recovered. See Addendum.7377.II for more information.
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Discovered during clean up at the Bowe Mansion, KS, in 1999. Formatting matches the same as ASCI files made from 1868 to its destruction in 1919.
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SCP-7377-A-87
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A beaded necklace composed of 14 human teeth. DNA analysis confirm them coming from Henry S Foote.
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Discovered inside a small glass container in the personal collection of [REDACTED] in Little Rock, Arkansas; he did not recall owning the object. A small engraving at the bottom reads, 'The Fate of All Traitors'.
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Addendum.7377.II — SCP-7377-68 Discovery and Log
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On June 1st, 1999, Sarah Jane Bowe, the last known living member of the Bowe family, died. The Foundation, as the sole legal guardian of the Bowe family's living relatives, acquired the house, and began transporting it to various Sites around the globe for further study or containment.
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SCP-7377-A-68 had been discovered in a large work desk previously owned by Col. William J. Bowe. Col. Bowe had gone missing on September 19th, 1891 without a trace.
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SCP-7377-A-68 is the longest (at over 600 surviving pages) and the most detailed. It also the only known instance of another SCP-7377-A instance being aware of the SCP-7377 phenomena.
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The following are the sections considered most related to SCP-7377's mechanics and history.
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Page 11
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Discovered him near Washington. The fiend was digging up the late President and his beloved. We moved on him after 2, believing him sufficiently preoccupied to make noticing us unlikely. Of course, we were mistaken, and he had drawn his pistol. Fortuitously, the gunpowder had failed to ignite, leaving him quite agitated. I ordered that he cease moving. When he violated my order, Mr Williams, to the contrary of the Author's prior warnings against the use of fire arms, fired a shot into the ground besides the fiend. The shot on the man, already quite queer in mannerisms and appearance and elderly in age, shattered his nerves and he preceded to flee. It was only through the actions of Agent McAlister and Agent Clay that we were able to avoid losing the would-be grave-robber. I recommend promotion for both of them. I recommend Agent Williams for removal.
+[It is here, in the margins, handwriting can be read: 'Demerit Agent Williams for his ungentlemanly conduct in the field. Do likewise with Special Agent Johnson for unmanly conduct in the field, and for his inability to establish respect among his peers - Col. William Bowe]
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- and from there we get into the nature of reality, which we [faded text] earlier.
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So Foote did that to avoid [faded]
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You must understand the condition that he was under. Both of us, in fact, were quite ill in our nerves, and when given the opportunity to avoid what they were going to put him through, he did the only thing he could, which was to use it.
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Did he not consider the ill-effects?
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I do not believe so. Or, perhaps, he did, and he simply did not care. Desperation makes even good men indifferent to their actions. And he most certainly was not a good man.
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Uh huh. If what you say is true - and that remains to be seen, Mister Fitch - then how come you are able to remember and not any one else?
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I have been asking myself that question for three decades, sir. It must have had something to do with the ritual those men did.
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Those men?
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Apologies, sir. You must understand that it has been so very long since I have discussed this with anyone who was not already there. These men - Foote said that they were powerful people, who knew magics. I didn't believe him until after, but I went along. I did not have a choice. Those savages outside were going to kill me. Kill all of us, if they could. Our parting with those wizards was not agreeable, either, but we got the better of them, by God. They did, however, leave me with a beautiful image that I haven't been able to forget.
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What was it?
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A basin of water at the top of mountain spills forth downhill into many rivers, large and small. From these more split off, adjusting to their circumstances. The currents are too strong to go back. You can only move forward. Except he found a way to not only move back but to instantly move to another one - different, yes, but more similar than not.
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And how did he do that?
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The answer is in that coffin.
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[water damaged above, making this the only readable portion]
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grounds of indecency to the former President, and should be done with as little disturbance to the resting President. Col. Bowe complied and ordered the opening of Foote's casket, which was thusly done on [crossed out, unreadable] but Col. Bowe breached orders and looked inside the former President's coats and pantaloons, humiliating President Foote in a most unrespectful manner that made it seem as if he was one of the common dead, and not one of the sacred saviors of our union.
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Regardless, we
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[ink spill, multiple pages destroyed from age and ink]
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Yes.
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My God. Just, write in it, and it sends it back, eh?
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That's the jist. Place it in the little slot with the address and time. It's not a guarantee, though. Often times nothing would happen, but sometimes we'd switch streams. Quite horrifying, I must admit, waking up in the middle of a dungeon ready to get hanged.
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That would be disquieting, I shall admit.
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Of course it is. Even for men like us. Have you seen the elephant, sir?
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Pardon?
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Ah, no, please, pardon me. I forget you did not have such an incident in this stream.
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What do you mean? Was there a war in one of your worlds?
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Many, but let's not discuss such depressing things.
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Many wars? How many dead?
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Hm. Is there a war going on right now?
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Um, yes. The Russians and the Germans are fighting over something, somewhere in -
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Irrelevant, but how many dead are there? Total.
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I don't know, but I saw one of the big battles - I believe in St. Petersburg - around 5,000 dead on both sides.
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Imagine double that, daily, for years. Sometimes many years.
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My God.
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We'd get lucky though, occasionally. Or at least Foote got lucky.
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How so?
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He'd be someone important. That was what he wanted more than anything. That and living for as long as possible. Those were the two rules: stay if alive and powerful, leave if dead or a nobody.
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And did your - your comrades, as it were - did they have a say in any of this?
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Ha! What do you think, sir? One world we ended up in had me as a small farmer out in Missouri. Free labor wasn't as good but we made do with what we had. A little girl, a wife - beautiful one, she - and a nice comfortable place at the Post Office. Foote had become President - I thought it was enough, but then we shifted. It was like that, in an instant, all of it was gone. I was in Virginia now, in the Confederate White House, and Foote was there, holding that goddamn book, looking at me expectantly.
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Confederate? What is that?
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It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is that he was still President - not of the country he wanted, mind you, but it would do while we planned our next move.
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And you helped him?! After doing that to you?!
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It was my own fault for getting attached. He was never satisfied. I helped because I thought that one day he'd just….
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Just what?
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Be dead. Universally dead, across all worlds.
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Preliminary Object: #1113
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Physical Danger: Low
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National Danger: High
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Description: A locked journal of unknown origin and manufacture. None of the papers have writing on the inside. A small slip exists at the front, entering into an unknown space not corresponding to natural mechanics. Below it is a series of gears with numbers on them, with the time, day, month and year to be cycled through. If sent to a future date, it will be found at that specified address at that specified date. Even when tracked packages always disappear and reappear. When sent backwards in time, it can change past events. Artifacts of such changes alongside testimony from Person of Interest 012 "Benjamin Fitch" suggest this to be true.
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Site-15 Head,
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Despite recent incidents in the South, the President, with the full support of the cabinet, has maintained a firm commitment towards keeping all ASCI objects in Washington proper. This government shall not panic the people because of a couple of abolitionist agitators are making a scene.
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However, since tensions remain high in the capitol, special instructions are to be headed regarding the safety of certain items - especially Item #1113. All high priority items, including Item #1113, shall be re-located to Fort Leavenworth under joint containment by the ASCI and United States Army soldiers. Persons of interest relevant to said objects are to be transported alongside.
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Secretary of War Jonathan Platte
+President Horatio Seymour6
+October. 19th 1876
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To the Secretary,
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Included is my report - I do not trust secretaries to ensure that you receive this important information, especially for a newly employed man such as yourself.
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Several issues have been piling on in the Chesapeake Department at the present, some minor (such as the high cost of personal servants) to the extreme, which I will detail for you now, as I understand you have little patience for drudgery, sir:
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a) High Labor Cost: As benefitting their peculiar institution, the South lacks large labor pools to pluck from. The few gentlemen of means refuse even to hire their servants out. It is not the rates but the ill effects it will have on them, for their largest fear is them self-emancipating. As far as can be told, the Southern states shall not be spreading human liberty for some time.
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b) Southern Rights Fervor: The recent campaign (both for the Presidency and for emancipation) has stirred much agitation in the region. Although not as bad as the Deep South, we are still dealing with the aftershocks. A lot of my agents are singled out and harassed for any trace of foreignness. Just this week I have had three of my agents, all from New England, tarred and feathered in Richmond. The police, I hear, are more interested in handing out beers to the criminals than in handing out warrants. If these attacks do not subside soon, I fear the Department will be unable to function.
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c) Targeted Killings of Agents: The most troubling - and in my opinion, most important - issue is the recent attacks against agents in the field. It starts with them disappearing for a couple of days before being dumped into the Potomac, covered in bruises and lacerations, and completely catatonic. The most recent victim was a Mr Higgins, who, to our horror, was dead when discovered. The letters 'K.G.C.' were carved into his head. Investigators I've brought in have been unable to identify any sort of lead.
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I hope that I could have been of service, and wish you luck in your new post,
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From, Joseph Williams, Department Head of the Chesapeake
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[ Written on the back is the following in handwriting: 'Demotion immediately; no slaves on federal projects, violation of ethics, humanity, etc. Import workers if necessary. KGC? Familiar. More men to all Departments, push for appropriations in Congress, talk with President.' ]
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I hadn't thought to ask you at the time some questions.
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Those men. Who are they?
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What makes you think I'm going to tell you?
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[Interviewer places photos of dead men on the desk; at the top of their skulls, the words KGC can be seen, carved into their flesh.]
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Because we have some boys out in Chesapeake getting killed - and I think you know something about it.
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I - I don't know what you are talking about, sir, I -
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Knights of the Golden Circle. It ring any bells?
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[Interviewee does not respond]
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Thought so.
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They're here, aren't they?
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I believe so. At the very least they're searching for something -
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The book.
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Pardon?
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They're looking for that goddamn book. They're planning on reclaiming their stolen property.
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I thought you said Foote -
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He did. He brought them into the Oval Office, just when the people were outside - goddamn it, were they angry. All for that foolish goddamn tomfoolery in the Caribbean.
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What did he do?
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What do you think? He tried taking Cuba. Spain wouldn't have that. Congress wouldn't appropriate the money - goddamn black Republican bastards, if they had gone along none of this would happen, its their fault, goddamn them, goddamn them to hell!
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Focus.
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Let an old man indulge his hate.
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Not when there's lives on the line.
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But they - the Circle - they came, and they offered him a deal: money for war in exchange for slavery in Kansas.
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He - he tried to make Kansas a slave state?
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Yes. Tried to shove it down Congress' throat, but he did it. Somehow. I have no doubt he had their help on that front.
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Good God.
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But the election came and the party was split in two. No Electoral College majority though - lucky us, we could get in the House. As long as we had the Circle's help.
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For a price.
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Of course! But he thought he was smarter, smarter than them all.
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The most dangerous fool of all.
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I didn't think that at the time. I thought we were defending our way of life.
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The book. What happened with the book?
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Damnit I'm getting to it! We won, but only on Southern and Corrupt votes. It was blatant. I don't know about the rest of the nation, but DC began burning. Northerners and southerners were fighting in the streets. What few troops we had were stationed at the White House but it did no good. The Circle offered us a deal: collaboration or abandonment. We had no choice, but Foote had a cleaner conscience about it than the rest of us.
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The book.
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Fine. They had just discovered it, somehow - a library of some sort, from worlds unknown. They wanted to give Foote, their most loyal member, the first letter.
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And what did he do?
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He sent a letter back to himself, telling him what is happening, and to not collaborate with the Circle. And when it was done everything was different.
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The Circle must have remembered. Must have looked for it.
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If they did I hadn't seen it. I should have. Good God, I should have.
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SPECIAL ORDER TO CHEAPSEAKE DEPARTMENT HEAD (draft)
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Relating to the recent deaths of agents by from the suspected organization (the previously dormant 'Knights of the Golden Circle'), I am ordering the removal of Item #1111 #1113 to Fort Leavenworth effective immediately, in addition to along with Person of Interest 012 "Benjamin Fitch". To ensure its safe arrival, I, as Secretary of War, shall personally accompany the detachment to Leavenworth.
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(deliver to Mr Clay and have him clean it up for delivery to Prs. Johnson for signature, he can handle my signature - he's better at it than me)
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I don't know why I am writing this. Perhaps part of me hopes that, perhaps, someone, somewhere, can look at the little scribbles on the page and see what the world could have been. Perhaps I am hoping that someone, anyone, can tell understand what I did and why.
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I shot Benjamin myself. The officers did not question it - one less mouth to feed at Leavenworth.
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From there, it was quite easy escaping with the book. It was lucky I did it when I did, too, because it was when I passed through St. Joseph that I learned a US army contingent had been slaughtered in Kentucky. Governor was blaming Indian attacks. I know who really did it.
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I then came home, to Lawrence. Her old wooden shacks, all burned, inhabitants driven out. The home of freedom destroyed by savage slavers. Thirty years, it had almost been. 1858: I remember it well. Men on horseback, screaming, shooting, killing. Father ran out with his gun. I saw them carve those little letters into his head: KGC.
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The documents here are, to me, proof enough of the men who did this, and the man who allowed it, stocked it, survived off their hate. I thought he had been an old Fire eating radical but I see the truth, and I cannot help but laugh.
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This is a rotten world. I see no hope but civil war, and that I could not bare to see, not with the weapons we had. The nation would be engulfed in blood, in slaughter. And yet conflict is inevitable.
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It was an equation I could not make work until I realized that, if inevitable, better sooner than later.
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I can change this world. I can make war happen, just as it had, in 1860 instead of 1887 or 1888 or Lord knows when. I know what I must do.
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And the man I must target is Foote.
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After I am done, he will be a footnote. He will be dust beneath my boot. I will take his greatest dream away from him, the only reason he lives and breathes.
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I am not doing this for the slaves. I am not doing it for the yankees or the westerners or anyone else, not even my family. I do this out of self interest and hate.
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I only weep, knowing I won't be able to see him burn.
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To those other worlds, I wish you good luck. May you be better than we were. And, if you mess up, follow the old river from Lawrence, down until you see a cave. You will find it there, just as I had.
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William James Bowe
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Addendum-7377.III — Recovery Log
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On June 8th, 1999, the Foundation discovered the cave described in Addendum.II above, located at [REDACTED] coordinates. On short notice, Mobile Task Force Epsilon 6 ("Village Idiots") was sent to investigate and retrieve the object, hereafter described as PI-1113 (Preliminary Item). After a short walk inside, MTF-Epsilon 6 encountered a wide space, reaching up to 10 meters high. In the center of the room was a small mound.
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Upon digging it up, a corpse was discovered, later identified to be William James Bowe. He had been shot, twice in the chest and once in the mouth.
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PI-1113 was not discovered on his body, nor anywhere else in the cave.
Special Containment Procedures: Research into SCP-7384, and subsequent negotiations with automakers regarding the practice, is to remain active under Mobile Task Force Epsilon-33 ("Ford Pintos"). Standard media protocols are to to conceal the SCP-7384 process, including all agricultural holdings practicing SCP-7384, from the civilian public. Vehicles produced through this method are permitted to be sold to civilians with their true origin remaining concealed.
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Due to the events of September 5, 2022, Containment Zone 7384 is to be monitored through offsite means only.
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Description: SCP-7384 is an agricultural process through which automobiles are cultivated. Vehicles produced through this method are otherwise physically mundane following maturity, and operate similarly to a non-anomalous equivalent. Research is currently underway regarding the exact mechanisms of SCP-7384.
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Individuals participating in SCP-7384 operations are collectively designated Persons of Interest 7384, with numerical sub-designations issued chronologically by order of discovery. To prevent confusion, all Persons of Interest have been labeled by their given names within dialogue transcripts.
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The first Person of Interest to be identified is an adult male named Darius McClain, designated PoI-7384-1. This individual is the farmer and landowner of an agricultural holding within Union County, Mississippi, USA, designated SCP-7384-A, that produces Toyota automobiles through the SCP-7384 method.
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Addendum 01: On July 5, 2022, PoI-7384-1 made a social-media post offering an apprenticeship at SCP-7384-A.1 Foundation webcrawlers identified the information as potentially anomalous, and the phenomenon received its SCP designation.
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Lead Researcher Naomi Bradley was dispatched for initial investigation.
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Researcher Naomi Bradley.
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Transcript 7384-1
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Personnel Present: Researcher Naomi Bradley
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Subject: Darius McClain (PoI-7384-1)
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Location: SCP-7384-A
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Date: July 6, 2022
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Researcher Bradley enters SCP-7384-A in her Foundation-issue SUV. McClain is seated in front of their farmhouse.
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She parks the vehicle to meet McClain.
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Bradley: Mr. McClain?
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McClain: That's me, ma'am. And call me "Dan".
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Bradley: My name's Naomi, I saw your posts online and I'm interested in an apprenticeship with you.
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McClain: Glad there's still city folk wantin' to work the fields. Let me give you a tour, show you what you'll be workin' with.
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Bradley: Certainly.
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McClain stands up and begins to walk towards the fields, with Researcher Bradley following.
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Bradley: How long have you been farming automobiles, Dan?
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McClain: Six years, though it feels like I've done this my whole life.
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Bradley: And why have you chosen automobiles as your crop?
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McClain: Well… I wanted to be a farmer like my old man, before he passed on and my uncle sold the family farm to move to Jackson. Got him back in the end, sold his liquor store to buy this place.
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Bradley: Where does Toyota enter the-
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McClain: I'm gettin' there, hang on. I tried growin' corn the first two years, but then I got an offer from Toyota to grow cars instead. I ain't take it at first, but then I saw the checks they were offerin'. Ten to thirty grand per car, all expenses paid for. By now they're phasin' out the subsidies, but it's still a tidy profit.
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Bradley: That's good to hear.
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McClain: So I flew out to California and went through this whole orientation process. Talkin' about how "Toyota" means "prosperous field" in Japanese or somethin' like that.
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Bradley: Then you came back and grew cars for them for over half a decade?
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McClain: Yes, ma'am.
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The two approach a grassy field containing multiple rows of Toyota vehicles, implanted into the soil in rows five meters apart from each other.
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McClain gestures toward the field.
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McClain: One hundred and twenty Corollas, Camrys, Rav-4s, and Priuses. We'll start reapin' them next week, loadin' them onto trucks corporate sends me, and they'll go to happy customers.
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The two begin to traverse the field. Researcher Bradley observes each buried vehicle as she walks by.
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Bradley: Mister- um, Dan, how exactly do these cars take shape?
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McClain: Just like growin' regular fruits and veggies, except you gotta plant them further apart than other crops.
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McClain reaches into their pocket and pulls out a small bag. Its label reads "2024 Camrys".
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McClain: This's where all the new Toyotas come from. A bag just like this, sent from Japan.
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Researcher Bradley begins to reach for the bag.
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Bradley: May I take a sample home with me?
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McClain quickly closes the bag and positions it away from Researcher Bradley.
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McClain: Nope. These're real expensive. Toyota'll give me twenty grand for each car, each bag has thirty seeds, so that's… uh…
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Bradley: Six hundred thousand dollars a bag.
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McClain: Exactly, so I ain't gon' be givin' them away.
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Bradley: My apologies.
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The two reach an irrigation ditch at the edge of the field. Another field of cars is visible across the ditch.
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McClain takes a seat on a pile of large fertilizer bags.
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McClain: Anyway, once we plant them, I'll put these giant sprinklers over them for waterin'. Over the winter the cars'll be covered in this giant cocoon-lookin' thing, but when spring comes around, it'll wither away and expose a fully grown car ripe for pickin'. Gotta harvest them quick, or they might start to rust.
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Bradley: Come to think of it, how does the harvesting work exactly?
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McClain: I use my tractor to pull them out the ground one by one, kinda like regular towin'. I'll prolly switch tractors soon, my John Deere's been actin' up lately.
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Bradley: And that's the yearly agricultural routine?
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McClain: Yes ma'am, water four times a day, good soil, lots of nutrients. Sometimes Toyota'll send supplements I gotta mix in with the water.
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Bradley: Could you elaborate on the bio-chemical process that happens within each plant?
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McClain stares at Researcher Bradley.
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Bradley: As in, how do the cars grow and mature, biologically?
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McClain: That's for the boys in Japan to figure out, not me.
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An individual, later identified as Michael Greenwood, steps out from the field across the ditch. They are holding a limp hose.
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Greenwood: Dan, who're you talking to? Another 'pprentice?
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McClain turns to face the individual.
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McClain: Will you please just mind your business, Mike?
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Greenwood: You're prolly bitching 'bout me to her, aren't ya?!
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McClain: Why don'cha go back to your lawnmower garden? I'm busy right now.
McClain: You know damn well I ain't- where you goin'?
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Greenwood runs off.
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Bradley: Mr. McClain, who was that?
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McClain: Ah, that's Mike, the Honda farmer next door. Moved in about four years ago, he's been bitchin' to me ever since.
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Bradley: There are other car farmers?
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McClain: Yeah, you just met Mike, haven't ya?
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They sigh as they stand up and pick up a large bag from the pile.
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McClain: This area ain't got enough nutrients and moisture for the two of us to grow together. I've found myself havin' to truck in more and more fertilizer to make my harvests on time.
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McClain empties the bag onto a barren patch of land. An assortment of metal bolts, nuts, and screws pour out on the ground.
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McClain: It's gettin' harder to meet my "Toyota quota" every year.
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Researcher Bradley stares at the mass of metallic pieces in the soil.
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McClain: Honestly… no offense ma'am, but I was lookin' for someone a little younger to pass this farm down to. Want my apprentice to inherit this farm and start an ol' fashioned lineage, continue where my old man left off.
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Bradley: You don't have children of you own?
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McClain: Naw, me and my wife Jasmine, there're some… fertility issues. You ladies understand, right?
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Bradley: Of course. With that being said, you're the perfect candidate to start a partnership with the Society of Crop Production.
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McClain: Hmm?
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Bradley: We're a co-op farming organization devoted to helping farmers manage and grow their operations.
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McClain: Wait, this's why you're here? You want me to join some farmin' HOA?
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Bradley: You can benefit massively with a partnership with-
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McClain: Ma'am, as I've already said, I wanna pass down this place to someone who'll carry it on, like a son or daughter. Not so you could impose some sorta HOA on me.
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Bradley: Sir, our organization can connect you with other farmers as part of a network, with-
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McClain raises his palm towards Researcher Bradley.
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McClain: I ain't kowtowin' to no HOA. I answer to my wife, God, Toyota, and no one else. I pay my taxes, ain't that enough?
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Bradley: You're making a mistake.
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McClain: No means no, ma'am. Need to find yourself some different sucker instead.
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Researcher Bradley glances at Greenwood's farmland.
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Bradley: Okay then. My offer remains open, Mr. McClain.
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Researcher Bradley walks away as McClain shakes their head and turns back to their field.
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<End Log>
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Following the interview, the rival Honda agricultural holding was designated SCP-7384-B; its owner was designated PoI-7384-2.
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An interview was conducted with PoI-7384-2 regarding their relationship with PoI-7384-1.
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Michael Greenwood. (PoI-7384-2)
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Transcript 7384-2
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Personnel Present: Researcher Naomi Bradley
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Subject: Michael Greenwood (PoI-7384-2)
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Location: SCP-7384-B
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Date: July 6, 2022
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<Begin Log>
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Researcher Bradley steps onto SCP-7384-B. It consists of a dirt field with Honda vehicles buried in the soil, laid out in a similar manner to SCP-7384-A. She walks through the farmland, observing the buried cars as she goes.
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As Bradley approaches the irrigation ditch separating the two farms, she observes Greenwood standing next to a 2022 Honda Civic Type-R, washing it with a hose.
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Bradley: Um… sir? Could I have a minute of your-
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Greenwood turns off the hose and spins around to face Researcher Bradley.
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Greenwood: Did the 'Yota farmer send you? What's he on 'bout this time?!
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Bradley: No no no, we want to… learn more about you and your farming operation.
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Greenwood: Can't, Honda'll drop me if I squeal 'bout the whole process to anyone else. Should be the same with the 'Yota farmer, maybe he's got some sorta privilege?
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Bradley: How many car farmers are in the area? I didn't expect more than one.
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Greenwood: I only know 'bout me and Dan.
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Bradley: I'd assume, as colleagues and neighbors, you'd be on better terms with each other?
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Greenwood: Look lady, he's just… mad 'bout some "not enough nutrients" bullshit, 'scuse my French. There's plenty of it to go 'round!
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Bradley: Any other reasons?
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Greenwood: I dunno, I'm just trying to make a living growing cars, and so is he! Can't he show a little respect 'n courtesy?
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Bradley: Don't let him get to you, sir.
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Silence.
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Greenwood: Yanno what? He's got no right to complain 'bout the soil when his farm's bigger than mine! He's got like six hundred'n fifty cars while I only got ninety! If anyone's hogging the soil, it's him!
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Researcher Bradley nods her head.
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Greenwood: My mama's got scolee- scoliosis, can't afford surgery 'n her pain meds're getting more 'spensive every year. Can't just pack up 'n leave like Dan wants, my mama needs me to keep going!
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Greenwood sighs.
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Greenwood: Just wish Dan would understand. I get he was 'ere first, but where's his sympathy for the little guy?
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Researcher Bradley takes a deep breath.
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Bradley: Sir, I'd like to offer you a partnership with the Society of Crop Production; we're an agricultural group aligning ourselves with-
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Greenwood: Wha- like a co-op?
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Bradley: Basically. We've… worked with many car farms to secure larger contracts with their… respective manufacturers, and we can work with yours as well.
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Greenwood: Wait wait, how'm I supposed to know you're actually legit?
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Bradley: We've got a lot of success stories in our portfolio. Manufacturers like Honda have been… expanding their operations, and you wouldn't want to be left out, no?
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Greenwood: Uh… I'd have to talk to my Honda honcho 'bout this.
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Bradley: He hasn't discussed it with you yet?
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Greenwood: Naw.
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Bradley: Word about us doesn't spread very fast within large companies, and perhaps someone somewhere's getting a kickback from not telling people like you.
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Greenwood: Ma'am, they're not General Motors. I trust Honda's management, they got that "kaizen" mindset in 'em. No backstabbing over there!
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Bradley: No company's perfect.
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Researcher Bradley leans in.
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Bradley: Between me and you, McClain over there said "no" to our offer. It's time for you to take the lead.
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Greenwood glances at McClain's farm across from the ditch.
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Bradley: There's no fee to opt in. We'll make sure the majority of your growth earnings go in your pocket.
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Researcher Bradley reaches her hand out.
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Bradley: You could afford surgery for your sick mother, too. She'll be really proud of you.
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Greenwood looks around, then shakes Researcher Bradley's hand.
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Greenwood: I'll do it.
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Bradley: Excellent.
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Greenwood: Name's Mike, by the way. Mike Greenwood.
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Bradley: I'll have a team come by and inspect your farm as part of our onboarding process, Mr. Greenwood.
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Greenwood: Fine with me. Just… no free samples.
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<End Log>
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Following PoI-7384-2's ostensive agreement, Foundation CCTV cameras were installed within the area. Due to the close proximity of both operations, a five-kilometer radius area was established around the collective center of SCP-7384-A and SCP-7384-B, and was designated Containment Zone 7384. MTF Epsilon-33 was tasked with maintaining the containment area through soft travel restrictions.
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PoI-7384-2's agreement allowed Epsilon-33 to analyse their SCP-7384 plants to determine a biological method of growth. However, due to the maturity of the instances, little information was obtained.
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Notably, examination of the soil within SCP-7384-B indicated high levels of contamination with metal alloys such as steel and aluminum, synthetic rubber, crystalized glass, and polyurethane compounds.
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Addendum 02: Foundation agents have initiated research into SCP-7384 operations within automakers Toyota and Honda. Site-48's Information Division is responsible for using gathered research to fabricate success stories of SCP-7384 holdings to add credibility to Foundation attempts at placating PoI-7384-2.
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Regardless, both Persons of Interest expressed enhanced aggression towards each other following initial Foundation contact.
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Transcript 7384-3
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Personnel Present: MTF Epsilon-33 Agents
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Subjects: Darius McClain (PoI-7384-1), Michael Greenwood (PoI-7384-2)
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Location: Containment Zone 7384
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Date: July 9, 2022
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<Begin Log>
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Two Epsilon-33 agents observe Greenwood watering a 2023 Acura Integra coupe.
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McClain walks up to their land boundary along the ditch, and waves at Greenwood.
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McClain: What was that about not lettin' in visitors, Mike?
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Greenwood: Huh? No, these're from the Society ah… of Crop…
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Epsilon-33 Agent: Society of Crop Production.
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McClain: Hey hey, wait a minute. You signed up with that farmin' HOA?
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Greenwood: Yep! Wish you'd signed up too, huh?
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McClain: What're you doin', kowtowin' to an HOA? You ain't value your independence?
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Greenwood: It's not that deep, Dan. Just allying myself with likeminded folks to get an edge in this 'conomy.
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McClain: Mike, you're not respectin' your liberty by lettin' this HOA on your property.
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Greenwood: 'Kay then, have fun falling behind! The Society'll get me bigger and bigger contracts with Honda. More money in my pocket, might get my kitchen remodeled, buy a new tractor too!
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McClain: Them HOA fees're gon' take everything you earn. Nothin' left for you, a trap of tyranny.
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Greenwood:Ooooh, tyranny! Gonna start wearing tinfoil hats 'cause I've joined a co-op farming group? Yapping 'bout all that nonsense for nothing!
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McClain: It's not just nothin', Mike. I thought better of you. Guess I was wrong.
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McClain turns around towards their farm.
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McClain: Go ahead and hang out with your HOA. But you ain't gon' cry to me when they leave you high and dry.
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McClain walks off as Greenwood turns towards the Epsilon-33 agents.
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Greenwood: Anyway, what were y'all asking me 'bout?
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Epsilon-33 Agent: How much water does each vehicle consume daily? Measure it out for us in liters.
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Greenwood: What're "liters"?
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<End Log>
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On July 18, 2022, PoI-7384-1 began to harvest their SCP-7384 vehicles for export. Over the course of the week, multiple Toyota-contracted transport trucks arrived to pick up the harvested vehicles. MTF Epsilon-33 personnel observed the process, no abnormalities were otherwise reported.
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Following their departure from Containment Zone 7384, a number of transport trucks were detained by Epsilon-33 and their drivers interviewed.2 All drivers refused to disclose information regarding their role within SCP-7384-related operations.
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During detainment, the SCP-7384 vehicles were inspected by Epsilon-33. No physical abnormalities were discovered compared to non-anomalous equivalents. Approval was granted by senior Foundation personnel to allow the SCP-7384 vehicles to be sold to civilians.3 The vehicles were reloaded on the trucks, and their drivers were allowed to proceed.
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Howard Browning. (PoI-7384-3)
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Addendum 03: Investigation into automakers suspected of practicing SCP-7384 operations revealed that many such agricultural holdings exist within the United States and Canada, supplementing existing traditional manufacturing plants.
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Research into SCP-7384 is hindered by automakers' classification of many relevant documents, due to the tight competition among them. SCP-7384 agriculturalists were therefore instructed to keep their operations secret from the public.
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For ease of containment, Lead Researcher Bradley enacted to relocate SCP-7384 operations to Containment Zone 7384, expanding the zone as necessary to accommodate new arrivals. Foundation agents been dispatched to locate uncontained SCP-7384 holdings and perform standard coercion methods to relocate them to Containment Zone 7384.
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Currently, only one SCP-7384 participant has been relocated successfully. A Nissan cultivator named Howard Browning, designated PoI-7384-3, accepted an offer from the Foundation to relocate operations to SCP-7384-C, an area of land adjacent to SCP-7384-B. A support package was established to assist them during and after the relocation.
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Transcript 7384-4
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Personnel Present: Researcher Naomi Bradley
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Subject: Howard Browning (PoI-7384-3)
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Location: SCP-7384-C
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Date: August 25, 2022
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<Begin Log>
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An SCP-7384 seedling.
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Researcher Bradley is observing Browning, who is holding a watering can and pouring it on a seedling of a 2023 Nissan Sentra.
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Bradley: So how's the land, Mr. Browning?
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Browning: It's… not as good as in Tennessee.
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Bradley: And what makes you say that?
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Browning: I can feel it in the soil, it's… dry, a lot dryer than it should be.
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Bradley: Can't you still make it work?
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Browning: Yeah, but I'll need a lot more steel, water, nutrients in general to get these cars to mature in time…
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Bradley: You have everything you need to succeed, Mr. Browning.
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McClain approaches the two from the roadside.
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McClain: Hol' up, what's this? Are you-
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Browning: Oh, hi there. What's your name?
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McClain: Dan, I grow cars just up the road. You?
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Browning: You can call me Howard. It's nice to meet a fellow car farmer.
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McClain sighs and rubs their face.
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McClain:Another auto farm? I already got one neighborin' me, now one more?
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Browning sets their watering can down.
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Browning: There's no need to be rude, neighbor. Surely we can get along fine.
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McClain: What kinda cars you growin' here, anyway?
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Browning: Oh, just Nissan Sentras.
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McClain:Nissan?
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Greenwood walks up to the group. Researcher Bradley waves to them.
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Bradley: Mr. Greenwood, meet your new neighbor!
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McClain: Mike, this Nissan farmer's settin' up shop here!
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Greenwood: Aw, what?!
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Browning: Hey! I have a right to use my land as I wish.
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Bradley: Besides, three Japanese car brands in the same area, I'd say-
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Greenwood: They're not Japanese anymore, they're French!
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Browning crosses their arms.
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Browning: Sirs, I don't know what your problems are, maybe your brands don't pay you all that well, but I've grown Nissans for five years. I'm sticking with them.
Bradley: If you two are so opposed to a Nissan farm, the Society could arrange for him to switch to another brand, such as Hyundai.
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McClain and Greenwood:HUN-DYE?
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The two throw up their hands and stomp their feet as they walk away.
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Researcher Bradley turns towards Browning.
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Bradley: Don't listen to them, Mr. Browning. I'm sure you'll be able to succeed with your new land.
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Browning sighs as they pick up their watering can to water another seedling.
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<End Log>
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The following conversation was filmed through Foundation CCTV cameras installed in utility poles within Containment Zone 7384.
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Transcript 7384-5
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Personnel Present: N/A
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Subjects: Darius McClain (PoI-7384-1), Michael Greenwood, (PoI-7384-2), Howard Browning (PoI-7384-3)
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Location: Containment Zone 7384
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Date: August 26, 2022
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<Begin Log>
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McClain and Greenwood are standing in the roadway, where the irrigation ditch between their farms reaches the road.
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Greenwood: This "Society" promised me I'd get more cars to plant, 'stead they moved in someone else!
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McClain: I told ya that HOA's gon' betray ya sooner or later.
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Greenwood: Dan, I never would'a signed with them, they never would'a showed up if you didn't squeal 'bout what we were doing.
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McClain: I never thought someone like them would show up. I just wanna heir to my farm… someone to pass it down to.
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Greenwood: Course, it just had to be the 'Ciety!
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McClain: Mike, I said no. You should'a said no, too.
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Greenwood: They lied to me! If I knew this woulda happened, I woulda never signed anything!
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Greenwood sighs.
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Greenwood: I was gonna pay for my mama's back surgery with the extra money.
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McClain: That's sweet of you, Mike.
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Greenwood: And I told that 'Ciety lady 'bout my mama's injuries, yet she still went and screwed me over!
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McClain: She screwed both of us over.
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Browning approaches the two from down the road.
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Browning: Excuse me, sirs… maybe we got off on the wrong foot. Didn't get the best first impression of each other, I'd prefer it if we got along.
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McClain and Greenwood exchange glances.
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Greenwood: Seriously, why Nissan? Coulda went Subaru, Mazda, even Mitsu-fucking-bishi, but Nissan?
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Browning: That's the only choice I got in Tennessee.
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McClain: Course you're from Tenn. Second worst education in America.
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Browning: Thank God for Mississippi…
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Greenwood: 'Ey! If you feel that way 'bout our state, then why'd ya move here?
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Browning: Well, my old farm got eminent domained by a cement company,4 and I got an offer to move here from the Society of Crop Production.
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Greenwood: Shit, eminent domain? Fuck…
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McClain: That's wrong what they did to ya, guv'mint overreach always trumpin' the little guy.
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Browning: I'm trying to make it work, but this land isn't as arable as I thought it'd be…
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McClain: How much didja pay for it, anyway?
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Browning: After subsidies, four grand per acre.
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Silence.
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McClain: Four grand…
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Greenwood: Hell, I only paid two grand an acre!
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McClain: You got ripped off, boy. I only paid twelve hundred an acre when I first started.
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Browning rubs their face and groans.
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McClain: Hope you're plantin' GT-Rs, Infinitis, somethin' real pricey.
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Browning: No, I'm just a Sentra farmer. I used to farm Leafs too, but I didn't get any Leaf seedings after I moved out here.
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McClain: You ain't gon' make money farmin' only Sentras when your land's four grand an acre.
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Browning groans and covers their face.
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Browning: My family's supposed to move out here soon. They'll be mad as hell when they find out what I've gotten myself into, they've uprooted everything for me.
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Silence.
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Greenwood: Yanno, why'd the 'Ciety move him across states, just to put him next to us? There's not enough nutrition in the soil to sustain three car farms. Wouldn't the 'Ciety know that, too?
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McClain: Wait, ain't you tellin' me before that we've got enough room for the both of us?
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Greenwood: Well, now there's three of us.
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The three sigh.
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Browning: If I may ask, how long have you two been at each others' throats like this?
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Greenwood: Years and years!
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McClain: What- no, it ain't been that long and you know it, Mike.
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Browning: Because it's odd to me how you two can't seem to coexist as neighbors, as coworkers.
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Greenwood points at McClain.
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Greenwood: Dan started it! I just wanna grow in peace, but he insists that-
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McClain: You've been nothin' but a thorn in my side ever since you showed up, Mike. Don't deny it.
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Greenwood: You got us into this mess, Dan! You invited them 'ere! You started this!
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Browning: Sirs, sirs! Wouldn't it be better to save your energy to fight bigger adversaries, like the Society? Not wasting it on bickering with each other. That Society lady's probably laughing at us argue with each other while she takes more and more of our money!
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McClain and Greenwood pause for a moment, then nod their heads.
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Browning: We farmers need to stick together. None of this arguing about each other, at the end of the day, we're men who wanna make an honest day's living tilling the earth and providing for our families, yes?
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McClain: Mmm-hmm.
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Greenwood: Can't argue 'gainst that!
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Browning: So I say we go to the news and expose this Society for who they really are. How they've been mishandling us and tricking us.
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Greenwood: Wait, wait, we're not allowed to talk 'bout car farming.
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Greenwood points to McClain.
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Greenwood:He thought otherwise, that's why we're in this mess in the first place!
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McClain: Mike, you're the one who signed up with that HOA.
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Browning: As I've said, we share an adversary, right? We should at least talk to our brands, they won't be happy about any potential sabotage. Perhaps threaten the Society that we'll go public, too.
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Greenwood: That's fine with me. Shake on it?
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The three exchange handshakes.
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McClain: For a Nissan farmer, you've got ya head screwed in tight.
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Browning: It's that Tennessee education.
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<End Log>
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The three SCP-7384 farmers continued to complain to Foundation personnel regarding the arrangement, having notified their respective automakers. Due to the potential loss of knowledge regarding the SCP-7384 process, amnestic administration was temporarily deferred.
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Addendum 04: Representatives from automakers Toyota, Honda, and Nissan have expressed disapproval of Foundation efforts to consolidate SCP-7384 operations within Containment Zone 7384. These disagreements have further hindered SCP-7384 research, as the automakers refused to cooperate with Foundation front organizations.
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As a result, a joint conference has been approved between the PoI-7384 agriculturalists within Containment Zone 7384, the Foundation, and representatives from the automakers.
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The meeting location.
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Transcript 7384-6
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Personnel Present: Researcher Naomi Bradley
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Subjects:
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Darius McClain (PoI-7384-1)
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Michael Greenwood (PoI-7384-2)
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Howard Browning (PoI-7384-3)
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Toyota Representative Tetsuo Koromo
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Honda Representative Masaki Yamatani
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Nissan Representative Legault Canton
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Location: Containment Zone 7384
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Date: September 5, 2022
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<Begin Log>
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Researcher Bradley and the SCP-7384 farmers are seated around a table within the meeting tent. Three speakerphones have been placed on the table.
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Bradley: Now, I understand that you three have some disagreements regarding your partnership with the Society of Crop Production, and that's what we're here to discuss. I request that we do so in a civil manner.
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The three SCP-7384 farmers nod their heads.
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Bradley: I've contacted your respective automakers to listen in on our conversation, to-
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McClain: Thank the Lord!
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Greenwood: They're gonna give you an earful!
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Browning smiles and nods their head.
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The speakerphones on the desk begin to beep.
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Bradley: Oh, that's them!
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Researcher Bradley presses the answer key on each phone, one by one.
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Canton: Hello? Hello, can you hear me?
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Bradley: Yes, sir. Please introduce yourselves.
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Canton: I'm Legault Canton with Nissan Motors.
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Koromo: Koromo Tetsuo with Toyota.
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Yamatani: Yamatani, Honda.
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Bradley: Good. I'm Naomi Bradley with the Society of Crop Production, and three of your farming associates: McClain, Greenwood, and Browning.
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Researcher Bradley turns to the farmers.
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Bradley: Go on, say hi!
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McClain: Konnichiwa, Mr. Koromo.
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Greenwood: Yamatani-san, hello there!
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Browning: Good morning, Mr. Canton.
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Bradley: Alright, first thing on the agenda-
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Koromo: Ms. Naomi, why exactly do you wish to relocate our American operations to one location in Missi- Missmiss-
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Canton: Mississippi.
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Koromo: Thank you. Who are you as an agriculture "Society" to demand such a thing?
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Bradley: Sir, we believe it is best for the intricacies of the American auto market to locate manufacturing plants in one single area, rather than-
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Yamatani: But you are a farming society, yes? You are not an auto manufacturer.
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Koromo: Again, who are you to tell us where to grow our products?
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Bradley: If you'd let me speak, our analysis of the soil composition of your botanical operations suggests a high amount of metallic pollution. As a Society dedicated to preserving America's farmland, we believe it's best to contain pollution in one specific area.
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Yamatani: You are not observing the social, economic, and political aspect. Our operations are spread out across America so we can employ many different types of people, and ensure that no single disaster can disable all of our manufacturing.
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Canton: Plus, we're already placing farms in areas that aren't fit to grow anything else. Mr. Browning's farm used to be a steel mill that got demolished, it was already polluted.
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Researcher Bradley takes a deep breath as she rubs her face.
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Bradley: As we've said, the Society prefers to keep ground pollution to a minimum. Locating it all in one place is more manageable than-
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Koromo: Our new method is already more energy-efficient than our other manufacturing practices. We have saved millions of dollars by sending lithium waste to these operations for the growth of hybrid powertrains. Otherwise, it would have gone to waste. That is why it is called "waste".
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Yamatani: You have attempted to interfere with our operations without understanding of what we are doing. This operation is done with environmental concern in mind, so it should not concern you.
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Bradley: We operate under the concern of all of America's agriculture, organic or not. Everything we have done is perfectly legal.
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Koromo: That does not give you the right to tell us how to operate our facilities. Once again, who are you to tell us how to conduct business? Answer my question!
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Silence.
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Canton: If I may interject, our board of investors at Nissan has been clamoring all week about this as well. They fear huge productivity declines and lost revenue, which goes against your "production" message, does it not?
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Bradley: We estimate no loss of productivity through our plan.
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Canton: But we do. Do the voices of our shareholders not matter to you?
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Bradley: We'll keep your investors in mind, and yes, we do value their goals and concerns.
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Koromo: That does not answer our question of why you believe you have the authority over us to relocate our operations!
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Yamatani: You have entangled us in useless bureaucracy and hostility through your narrow and ignorant view of our industry, and our logistics.
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Silence.
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Bradley: Mr. Koromo, Mr. Yamatani, Mr. Canton. The Society of Crop Productivity remains committed to increasing yields and efficiency every year, while minimizing waste and pollution. This has not changed, nor will it ever change.
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Researcher Bradley takes a deep breath.
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Bradley: While our intentions were to lower your operating costs, lower pollution and save money, it is clear to us that there was a considerable disagreement and disenfranchisement on how to achieve this.
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She takes another breath.
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Bradley: We will reconsider our consolidation plan regarding your auto farms.
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Yamatani: From now on, you will not interfere with our botanical operations?
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Bradley: To clarify, we'll no longer plan to engage in any un-permissioned relocations of such facilities.
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The automaker representatives sigh in unison.
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Canton: That's all we needed, for your group to leave us alone. We've all been hitting our emissions targets, we don't cheat like Volkswagen does, why interfere with us?
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Bradley: To my knowledge, Volkswagen's not growing cars out of the ground.
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Koromo: Now you will respect our industry for what it is. I recommend you resign with grace, and allow a more qualified individual to take your place to ensure such a calamity will never happen again.
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Bradley: I will make note of that comment, thank you.
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The three SCP-7384 farmers smile and nod their heads.
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Greenwood: We did it!
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Browning: Ha ha ha!
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Researcher Bradley glances at McClain, and scoots Koromo's speakerphone towards them.
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McClain: Mr. Koromo! Arigato-
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Koromo: McClain, your contract has been terminated!
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McClain gasps.
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McClain: Wha- wait, hol' on sir, I-
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Koromo: You have revealed our operations to outsiders, violating our non-disclosure agreement!
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McClain: But sir, I just wanted an apprentice, continue a family legacy!
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Koromo: You are to return all Toyota botany products to our office in Aichi Prefecture before the end of the month, or we will pursue further legal action. Goodbye.
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Koromo hangs up. McClain groans and puts their head on the table.
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Researcher Bradley averts her gaze towards Greenwood, and scoots Yamatani's speakerphone towards them.
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Yamatani: Greenwood? Greenwood?
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Greenwood: Yes, Yamatani-san? Thank you for-
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Yamatani: Why did you involve yourself with this "Society" organization?
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Greenwood: Oh, um… they showed up one day after my-
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Yamatani: You have neglected to prevent their intrusion.
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Greenwood: Yamatani-san, I didn't think it'd turn out like this! Didn't think this Society'll move in more car farms.
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Yamatani: My team has been hit with many calls from outsiders asking about the Honda Botanical Program. You have allowed this to happen!
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Greenwood: But- but Yamatani-san, it was the 'Yota farmer 'cross the street, he let 'em in!
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Yamatani: And you teamed up with them when he did not.
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Greenwood: Yamatani-san, I just wanted to expand my business, grow more cars for you!
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Yamatani: Your contract will not be renewed. We will accept your current harvest, but you will not be in partnership with us again. Goodbye.
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Yamatani hangs up. Greenwood puts their head in their hands.
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Canton: Mr. Browning? I have some news for you as well.
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Researcher Bradley nudges Canton's speakerphone towards Browning.
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Browning: Uh… what'd that be, Mr. Canton?
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Canton: We've done an audit into your farm's relocation, and we couldn't find any evidence it was approved.
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Browning: Wait, what? But I-
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Canton: I'm not finished. Due to this unauthorized relocation, we will not continue doing business with you after your current crops are harvested.
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Browning: But Mr. Canton, my old farm got eminent domained! And the Society was supposed to take care of all the paperwork.
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Canton: Well, we couldn't find any of this "paperwork".
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Browning: Mr. Canton, the Society moved me here! I was… coerced into it! They said they worked with you directly and everything!
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Canton: We'll accept any remaining autos you harvest next year, but after that, we're going our separate ways.
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Browning: Mr. Canton, wait! I- I- I'd like to file a dispute.
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Canton: Perhaps you should ask this "Society" of yours to find you another contract. Good luck with your last harvest, Mr. Browning.
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Canton hangs up. Browning turns towards Researcher Bradley.
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Bradley: I ensure you that the Society has done everything on our end to communicate your relocation with Nissan Corporate.
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Browning: That doesn't matter anymore! I've lost everything! We've lost everything!
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Bradley: The Society is more than willing to help you find alternative crops for you to-
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McClain: You cost us our jobs! Our paychecks! Our livelihoods!
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Greenwood: Really, who the fuck didja think you were, tryna move in more farms?
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Bradley: If you'd let me speak, let me remind you that you've agreed to supervision from the Society, and-
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McClain: I ain't agree to any of this!
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Bradley: There's no need for such hostility. The Society will do our best to locate new agricultural contracts for you to accept. This is not the setback you're all making it out to be.
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Greenwood: Yes, it fucking is! My mama's gonna get sicker 'cause of you!
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Researcher Bradley gathers the speakerphones off the table and backs away towards the meeting room exit.
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Bradley: We'll continue tomorrow. I'll allow you three to calm down and assess the situation.
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Researcher Bradley runs out of the meeting room.
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Browning: Where're you running off to, you bitch?! What about my family?
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McClain begins to cry.
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McClain: How'm I gon' tell Jasmine about this? She'll be horrified about losin' the farm.
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Greenwood: I already scheduled my mama's surgery…
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<End Log>
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Addendum 05: Due to the planned cessation of SCP-7384 operations within Containment Zone 7384, Foundation attention has been directed to SCP-7384 locations outside the zone for standard monitoring.
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Amnesticization of all three Persons of Interest is planned following the complete cessation of operations within Containment Zone 7384. The group was recorded discussing Foundation operations following the loss of their contracts with the automakers.
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Transcript 7384-7
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Personnel Present: N/A
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Subjects: Darius McClain (PoI-7384-1), Michael Greenwood (PoI-7384-2), Howard Browning (PoI-7384-3)
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Location: Containment Zone 7384
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Date: September 7, 2022
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<Begin Log>
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McClain is on their farmland, uprooting their Toyota seeds and putting them in a bucket. Across the street, Greenwood drives the last of their Honda vehicles onto a transport truck.
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The truck drives away with Greenwood's harvest. They observe their barren farmland, then turns towards McClain's farm. They cup their hands around their mouth.
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Greenwood: DAN! Dan, you need help?
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McClain looks up and cups their hands around their mouth.
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McClain: If you wanna!
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Greenwood nods their head and walks along the farmland towards McClain, crossing over the ditch. When the two meet, they begin uprooting the Toyota seedings together.
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Greenwood: How's your wife taking the news?
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McClain: I, uh… I ain't told Jasmine yet. How about your mother?
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Greenwood: Haven't told 'er, neither…
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The two sigh.
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Greenwood: Never grown anything else but Hondas. Regular food'll be new to me.
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McClain: Regular food ain't gon' grow in this kinda soil. Might have'ta sell the farm and move back to Jackson.
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Greenwood: Who's gonna buy our farms? Honda had me pour lotsa chemicals in the ground, and I don't feel like lying to people.
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McClain: Maybe another auto brand'll come along and buy in. Or maybe the guvmint's gon' deem my farm a Superfund site and kick me out anyway.
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Greenwood: Maybe we could talk to the 'Ciety 'bout getting us another contract-
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McClain: Mike, fuck that HOA. We're goin' our own way from now on. No more kowtowin' to foreign companies. We're growin' and sellin' our own crops.
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Greenwood: If we find another place to farm, that is.
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The two prune the earth in silence.
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McClain: Mike?
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Greenwood: Yeah, Dan?
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McClain: Sorry about bringin' that HOA bitch to our farms. Ain't your fault I've got loose lips.
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Greenwood: It's not your fault I joined 'em, sucked up to 'em. Let 'em cost us everything.
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McClain: I just wanna boy I can raise as an apprentice. Have myself a family farm like my old man had.
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Greenwood: I started farming after getting laid off from my foundry job 'cause they moved everything to China. Maybe the Japanese're gonna move their stuff to China, too.
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McClain: Got myself caught up in all their "kaizen" talk, but in the end, they're all the same.
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Greenwood: Yep!
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The two uproot and gather the last of the crops. They carry the buckets to the roadside.
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Greenwood: Postage to Japan's gonna be 'spensive with this kinda weight.
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McClain: Damnit, haven't thought'a that. One last insult to injury.
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They set the buckets in front of McClain's farmhouse.
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McClain: You wanna check on the Nissan guy?
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Greenwood: Howard? Sure.
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The two walk down the roadway towards Browning's location.
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Browning is watering their seedlings with a watering can. The other two approach him from the road.
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Greenwood: How's it going, Howard?
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McClain: You need some help with your crops?
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Browning: If you wish. I've got extra watering cans in my shed over there, everything to my right still needs water.
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McClain and Greenwood nod, and walk towards the shed to retrieve the watering cans.
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Following the completion of their irrigation, the three meet at the shed again. The sun is setting.
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Browning: Thanks for helping me out, Mr… Mike?
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McClain: No, I'm Dan. He's Mike.
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McClain points at Greenwood, as Browning gestures towards their farmhouse.
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Browning: Dan, Mike, why don't we have dinner together at my place? My family's finally moved in from Tennessee.
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Greenwood: I don't see why not.
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McClain: Can my wife come over? She's baked casserole for tonight.
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Greenwood: And my ma, too. She needs the company.
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Browning: Of course!
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McClain: Oh, and uh… Howard, I'm sorry about startin' out on bad terms.
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Greenwood: Again, we should'a stuck together from the start.
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Browning: Thanks for the apology, boys. I appreciate it. What matters now is how we move forward. I'm thinking we could share a co-op space if you need to downsize.
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Greenwood: S'alright with me.
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The three begin to walk towards Browning's farmhouse.
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McClain: You Tennessee fellas ain't that bad after all.
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Special Containment Procedures: Foundation assets placed among United States law enforcement, post-secondary faculty and alumni will flag potential SCP-7492 manifestations for review by MTF Kappa-28 ("School's Out").
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Recovered instances of SCP-7492-A shall be delivered to the nearest Biological Research facility for analysis. Once identification has been made, retention is considered a low priority. Redundant instances will be decommissioned as biological waste.
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Depending on the results of MTF Kappa-28's investigation, SCP-7492-B instances will either be amnesticized and released under long-term surveillance, or handed over to mundane authorities for prosecution. Reports shall be suppressed using Standard Cover Story 843 ("Tell-Tale Heart") or discredited via SCS 986 ("Collegiate Tomfoolery").
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Description: SCP-7492 refers to the spontaneous manifestation of human body parts1 (designated instances of SCP-7492-A) in residential properties across the United States. Each anomaly is fresh and bloodless, with no signs of lividity, rigor mortis, or defensive wounds. Following discovery, SCP-7492-A will decompose at a natural rate. Other characteristics vary.
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SCP-7492-A are always found among the possessions of a post-secondary student2 (designated SCP-7492-B). SCP-7492 events take place during periods of heightened stress, often coinciding with major changes in SCP-7492-B's life. Documented stressors include academic performance, financial stability, housing security, health, and liability.
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Among cases known to the Foundation:
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63% of SCP-7492-B contacted local authorities to report SCP-7492-A.
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31% unsuccessfully tried to conceal or destroy SCP-7492-A. Under questioning, one-third of subjects blamed their actions on external factors, such as social, financial or legal consequences.
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6% claimed recognition of SCP-7492-A and expressed a desire to keep it.
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To date, every instance of SCP-7492-A has been a perfect biological match to the SCP-7492-B, despite the absence of corresponding injuries.
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Table 01. Partial List of SCP-7492 Events
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Incident
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SCP-7492-A
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SCP-7492-B
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Outcome
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001
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Upper right arm, including humerus, muscle and fatty tissue. Found in the bottom drawer of the subject's writing desk.
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Journalism student, male, age 24. Reported event to police.
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Arrested on suspicion of murder; released on Foundation order. Completed graduate degree.
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034
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22 cm × 40 cm portion of dorsal skin. Discovered on the subject's bedspread.
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Mathematics student, male, 21. Attempted concealment on the property, alleging extortion by homeowner.
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Evicted. Completed degree by correspondence.
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085
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Eyeball and optic nerve. Found in shared studio space.
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Art student, female, 28. Privately displayed SCP-7492-A in a glass jar.
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Dropped out of school for health reasons. Self-employed.
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197
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Heart. Ragged edges suggest that coronary arteries were torn, rather than cut. Found in a plastic bag on the subject's bookshelf.
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Anthropology student, female, 24. Attempted burial on public property, citing emotional distress.
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Privately complained of prejudiced behavior from faculty. Graduated.
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251
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Testicle and epididymis. Discovered in a dormitory bathroom.
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Liberal arts student, male, 24, focused on gender studies. Reported to campus police.
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Began covertly pursuing hormone replacement therapy (HRT). Graduated.
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469
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Brain tissue, anatomically consistent with the insular lobe.3 Found in a gift-wrapped package on the subject's bedside table.
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Business administration student, male, 26. Experienced a panic attack and reported to emergency services.
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Changed majors to study medicine.
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624
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Thoracic spinal cord and vertebrae (T2-T11), shattered by an unidentified lateral force. Discovered in family dining area.
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Undergraduate law student, male, 23. Attempted cremation with gasoline accelerant.
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Confessed to felony hit-and-run during interrogation. Subsequently tried, convicted and sentenced.
Special Containment Procedures: With approval from Site-400's Site Director, Dr. Curran has been granted permission to continue his long-term employment with the Foundation. However, he is to wear a specialized safety helmet at all times, including during sleep and personal washroom hours.
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Manifested garden hoes are to be collected and transported to Acroamatic Abatement Facility AAF-Y/400 for proper thermal treatment.
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Description: SCP-7520 is the designation given to an as-of-yet unknown anomaly currently affecting Senior Researcher Jaxon Curran, Division Head of Site-400's Department of Anomalous Communications and Relations.
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Every day, during completely random intervals (between 1:00 AM to 12:00 AM), five to ten identical metal garden hoes possessing wooden handles would manifest approximately one meter above Dr. Curran's head. These garden hoes display no outward anomalous properties other than their sudden manifestation.
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Addendum 7520-1, Phenomenological Overview: Although the exact time in which SCP-7520 manifested itself is uncertain, the first known incident showcasing its properties occurred on the 8th of June, 2018, during an event celebrating Site-400's 100th Year Anniversary, which was held at the multi-purpose cafeteria.
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Foundation personnel present during the incident reported that the anomaly manifested right after Dr. Curran entered the cafeteria and called out a phrase that was described by multiple individuals as "offensive", "inconsiderate", "disrespectful", "derogatory", and "immensely misogynistic".
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The following is a video transcript of the incident, captured via a surveillance camera implemented in the cafeteria:
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Video Log 7520.1
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<Begin Log>
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Footage shows the cafeteria being adorned with a number of party-related decorations, including rainbow-colored ribbons and strings, with multiple colorful balloons tied to each corner of the room. Eight lunch tables are placed together in the center of the cafeteria, with a moderately-sized half-eaten chocolate cake situated upon them. Other types of foodstuff, snacks and liquid refreshments are also present.
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Multiple Foundation personnel can be seen happily socializing with one another, with a majority of them holding plastic plates containing sliced cake. A large white banner is hung between the walls of the cafeteria with the words "HAPPY 100, 400!" printed upon it in golden font.
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The double doors to the cafeteria suddenly burst open, as Dr. Curran and two other male individuals following him closely behind enter. The three of them can be seen smiling and giggling among each other, before Dr. Curran laughs out loud and nods toward one of the individuals. He proceeds to walk to the center of the cafeteria and faces all of the other Foundation personnel present.
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Dr. Curran: (under his breath) Alright. (clears throat) WHERE THE HOES AT?
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Ten garden hoes appear above Dr. Curran and fall, hitting him on both his shoulder and head. He cries out in surprise as he is overwhelmed by the number of hoes resting on top of him. Multiple gasps are heard from site staff as Dr. Curran groans in pain. The two individuals from before lift up Dr. Curran to his feet and attempt to drag him away from the hoes.
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<End Log>
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Dr. Curran suffered a mild concussion and minor lacerations on his back and forehead. After he was nursed back to health, he was brought to Site-400's Human Resources Department and was given a stern warning to not repeat the above action, along with two weeks suspension from Foundation duties.
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Despite the occurrence of this event, the Site-400's 100th Year Anniversary celebration proceeded as normal.
Special Containment Procedures: Containment efforts are dedicated to preventing the multiple deaths of David Schwimmer from becoming public. Personnel are stationed at Schwimmer's four places of residence in Chicago, New York City, and Los Angeles. Once Schwimmer resurrects, he will be immediately interned at the nearest Foundation Site.
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Description: SCP-7590 are persistent anomalous events causing the death and subsequent resurrection of American actor, comedian, and producer David Schwimmer. SCP-7590 events occur randomly and will invariably cause the demise of David Schwimmer.
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Within the timespan of one to seven days following an SCP-7590 event, Schwimmer will be resurrected at one of his four homes throughout the United States, notably unaware of the SCP-7590 event, but still recollecting past life experiences. SCP-7590 events are not solely localized on Schwimmer, and will cause damage to the surrounding area and nearby persons.
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While the exact cause of SCP-7590 is unknown, Foundation researchers have determined the earliest known event to have taken place one day following the premier of Friends, a popular sitcom airing from the mid-1990s to the early 2000s.
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Addendum 7590.1: Abridged SCP-7590 Event Log
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EVENT ID: 7590-01
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Date: September 23, 1994
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SCP-7590 Event Description: While scouting the 'Central Perk' set with a Friends producer, Schwimmer underwent spontaneous human combustion, burning down a majority of the aforementioned set and killing the producer.
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Aftermath: Schwimmer's death is reported to the media within the day, leading to discussions regarding the cancellation of the first season of Friends out of respect, but opinions swayed with dedicating the existing episodes to Schwimmer and looking for a replacement character to fill the role of Ross. At this point, the Foundation was not involved.
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Three days following this incident, Schwimmer arrived on the Friends set for discussions regarding the second season. The production team was startled and immediately called Los Angeles Police. Foundation agents embedded in the LAPD immediately intervened and instituted Veil maintenance procedures.
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EVENT ID: 7590-03
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Date: September 11th, 2001
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SCP-7590 Event Description: While swimming in his pool, Schwimmer's swim shorts became wrapped around the rubber stopper of his pool's ladder, preventing his head from being able to breach the surface. Agents posing as bodyguards quickly saved the actor. Three hours later, the hotel Schwimmer was residing at erupted into flames. Schwimmer perished due to spontaneous human combustion.
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Aftermath: Veil maintenance procedures were immediately instituted, creating a disinformation campaign attributing the fire to a gas leak. As American media was preoccupied, no media blackout was needed.
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EVENT ID: 7590-08
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Date: March 3rd, 2002
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SCP-7590 Event Description: While surveying a farm for an upcoming project, Schwimmer was scratched by a cat on his lower lip and chin. Though the injury was initially thought to be minor, it quickly became infected due to bacteria on the cat's claws. Schwimmer began a hospital stay; however, antibiotic regimens proved unsuccessful, and Schwimmer's health quickly deteriorated. Schwimmer later expired due to spontaneous human combustion.
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Aftermath: 70 people were killed during the fire, and a further 200 were injured. Veil maintenance procedures were subsequently instituted, once again attributing the fire to a gas leak and amnesticizing victims and the families of the deceased.
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EVENT ID: 7590-12
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Date: September 11th, 2004
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SCP-7590 Event Description: Following the finale of Friends, Schwimmer was immediately placed in Foundation containment for his safety and research at Site-322. That same day, an unprecedented four Groups of Interest, led by the Chaos Insurgency, breached Site-322. As part of their plan of attack, the electricity to high-security containment chambers was shut down utilizing an electromagnetic pulse. Schwimmer, who was located in this section, was released and attempted to escape.
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Schwimmer, attempting to disguise himself, removed the clothes from the body of a deceased Chaos Insurgency agent and attempted to exit the facility while wearing them, only to be confronted by forty armed Foundation agents who created a perimeter around the exit. An agent recognized the disguised Schwimmer and instituted recontainment protocols. Schwimmer died later that night due to spontaneous human combustion.
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Aftermath: For the length of Schwimmer's stay in Foundation custody, a disinformation campaign stating that the actor had vacationed to a private island was in place following the finale of Friends. Schwimmer was subsequently contained again once recovered in his Chicago household.
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Schwimmer continued to undergo random events of spontaneous human combustion throughout his containment.
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Addendum 7590.2: Reclassification
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On November 23rd, 2004, David Schwimmer was designated as SCP-7590-1 and SCP-7590 was reclassified to Thaumiel. Concurrently, a body double of David Schwimmer was created in order to prevent suspicion of the actor's whereabouts. It has since been released and has not been found to be affected by the anomaly. These events took place due to the following incident.
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EVENT ID: 7590-27
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Date: November 22nd, 2004
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SCP-7590 Event Description: Schwimmer was sedated and placed in a highly flammable, portable coffin to be used as an explosive.
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This coffin was then attached to a Mobile Task Force helicopter, which was then infected with temporary antimeme 34-2Γ. After triangulating the location of the Chaos Insurgency stronghold responsible for the raid on Site-322, the helicopter flew to the stronghold and placed the coffin on its roof. Schwimmer later perished due to spontaneous human combustion.
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Aftermath: The entirety of the Insurgency stronghold erupted into flames, killing approximately 300 people and injuring 600. Schwimmer was recovered in his New York place of residence.
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the fact that SCP-7621 requires other anomalies to function, active containment procedures are not considered necessary. Instead, containment efforts are to be focused on locating and acquiring anomalous dice before civilians inadvertently trigger SCP-7621’s effect.
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Description: SCP-7621 is a phenomenon in which dice possessing anomalous properties will undergo a change in their effect after being placed in any container referred to as a “dice jail”. All possible synonyms of “dice jail” will also activate SCP-7621, including but not limited to:
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Manifestation Logs: The following logs are an example of several SCP-7621 manifestations. Full list of SCP-7621 manifestations is available upon request.
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Die Number: SCP-7621-1
+Initial Anomaly: A twenty-sided die that is abnormally loud when rolled.
+Final Anomaly: A twenty-sided die capable of speech.
+Notes: This is the first recorded manifestation of SCP-7621, discovered when its owners got annoyed at how loud it was and jokingly put it in a box to “think about what it’s done.” It then proceeded to relentlessly insult its owners, comparing them to corrupt cops and stating that they cannot silence the truth. It is unclear what truth the anomaly was referring to, as it has yet to express anything other than indignation at being imprisoned.
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Die Number: SCP-7621-The Chaz
+Initial Anomaly: A six-sided The Chaz that can only be referred to as The Chaz.
+Final Anomaly: A six-sided Larry that can only be referred to as Larry.
+Notes: It is believed that SCP-7621 has caused Larry to reconsider its name, as the name “The Chaz” was found to have a rating of -2 Gells1. Foundation personnel have expressed relief at not needing to use the name again.
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Die Number: SCP-7621-1
+Initial Anomaly: A twenty-sided die capable of speech.
+Final Anomaly: A twenty-sided die that only lands on 1.
+Notes: The die created in the first manifestation was incredibly verbally abrasive, and had been the cause of thirty-two personnel being committed to the psychiatric unit, so SCP-7621-1 was placed in a soundproof box labeled “Dice Containment”. This inadvertently activated SCP-7621. Personnel familiar with role-playing games consider the new anomaly to be significantly worse, and some speculate the new anomaly was intended as revenge against the researchers for imprisoning the die again.
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Die Number: SCP-7621-3
+Initial Anomaly: A four-sided die that is anomalously likely to be stepped on.
+Final Anomaly: A four-sided die with human legs that steps on the feet of persons within one foot of the die.
+Notes: SCP-7621-3 was neutralized after it accidentally stepped on a separate four-sided die, causing it to scream out in pain before exploding into hundreds of dice. These dice all have a very high probability of being stepped on. Research is being performed into weaponizing the new dice against hostile groups of interest.
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Die Number: SCP-7621-1
+Initial Anomaly: A twenty-sided die that only lands on 1, created in the third log.
+Final Anomaly: SCP-7621-1 spontaneously burst into flames and disappeared from its container.
+Notes: A piece of parchment was found in the container that stated the die was sent directly to Dice Hell for egregiously immoral rolls, which was mentioned to be one of the “Seven Dicely Sins”. It is unclear what the remaining six sins are.
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Incident Log: On 9/18/2023, an incident occurred in the Site-327 chapel that is believed to be connected to SCP-7621. The following events occurred.
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The candles spontaneously ignited with a bright yellow flame.
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Liturgical music started playing without an apparent source, but the sound of rolling dice took the place of musical instruments.
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The stained glass windows changed to depict dice versions of religious figures such as Jesus and Mary.
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All holy texts became copies of the Dungeons and Dragons player’s handbook.
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A twenty-sided die with a halo rose out of the ground.
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Testing has confirmed this die is SCP-7621-1. It has not displayed any anomalous properties since this incident. Religious experts speculate that SCP-7621-1 repented and redeemed itself for its sins, and was allowed to leave Dice Hell as a result.
SCP-7BUS: The Amazing Cross-Dimensional Bus Service™ (TACDBS™)
+This is my first ever SCP and a long one at that (~10k words). I've officially been apart of this wiki for a month now and I'm happy to have finally contributed to the site :D
Special Containment Procedures: Access to SCP-7805-1α should be restricted to personnel with Level 4 or higher clearance and entry may only include on-site researchers and Class-D individuals.
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Entry into SCP-7805-1ß should only occur during experimentation in a controlled environment.
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While no anomalous beings or any passengers unaffiliated with the Foundation have alighted an SCP-7805-ß instance at SCP-7805-1α, agents from Site-549 are to stand guard at all times watching SCP-7805-1α in the case of this occurring.
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Updated Procedures (7/3/2016): All personnel using SCP-7805 are to strictly adhere to the guidelines set by the Ethics Committee during experimentation:
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Personnel boarding SCP-7805-1ß must wear specialised suits at all times during research.
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Personnel are to pay the correct fare for boarding any instance of SCP-7805-ß.
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Interaction with passengers on SCP-7805-ß are to be limited and to only occur when it would otherwise result in creating hostility with the passenger(s).
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All experiments on SCP-7805 must be recorded through cameras attached to the suits of boarding personnel.
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Excerpt from Addendum #3
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Note that all personnel must use the SCP-7805-δ Communication Guide (Addendum #5) when travelling on SCP-7805-ß instances.
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Updated Procedures (14/5/2025): All research on SCP-7805 is prohibited due to the immense risk further research may have on the structure of our universe and neighbouring universes (See Addendum #8). Containment procedures still apply.
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Description: SCP-7805 is the designation given to three main components which function together to cause anomalous effects, these being SCP-7805-α, SCP-7805-ß and SCP-7805-δ. SCP-7805-1 refers to the initial instance of SCP-7805. Further instances have been labelled in order of chronological appearance, however this system is regarded as heavily redundant due to the seemingly infinite appearances SCP-7805 can take thus referring to the anomaly as a whole is most appropriate and less confusing.
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SCP-7805-1α is a run-down dark green shelter located 8km south-east of Site-549 which functions as a bus stop for SCP-7805-1ß. A bench is attached to the inside of the shelter and a simple white bike rack with worn-out paint is placed beside it. Significant markings include: 1) a green sign with text: "Bus Stop" located on the side of the roof, 2) a yellow sign with text: "Signal Driver" located to the right of the green sign, and 3) a four-digit number1 with white lettering located on the outside-wall of the stop.
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SCP-7805-1ß is a standard blue bus with a capacity of 58. It has no external markings besides the number twelve written in white lettering placed on the front of the bus underneath the front window. The inside of the bus contains grey walls, 43 grey seats, 15 blue handles for standing passengers, a driver's seat and standard driving components. SCP-7805-1ß appears to be solely controlled by SCP-7805-1δ and it is unknown whether or not this is the only way its anomalous effects can occur. This component's anomalous effects include the ability to evaporate targeted individuals, transportation to different dimensions and/or different locations in this universe and durability against significantly different climates and conditions.
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SCP-7805-1δ appears to be a Caucasian, elderly male with balding white hair, hazel eyes and a blue driving uniform with the name: "Robert McZimmerman" sewn on the left lapel. SCP-7805-1δ is the driver of SCP-7805-1ß with no major anomalous abilities, besides the presumed ability to survive in a variety of different physical and atmospheric environments. Whether or not this is attributed to SCP-7805-1δ himself or to the inside of SCP-7805-1ß is unknown.
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Descriptions of other instances of SCP-7805 can be read in Addendum #6.
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Discovery: SCP-7805 was brought to the Foundation's attention on 10/3/2016, when the lead researcher of SCP-7057: Dr. Romilly (henceforth referred to as Subject 7805-A), was reportedly "acting strange" by their fellow researchers and was hence sent to Site-549's medical infirmary and after 30 minutes of silence finally mentioned their coming into contact with an anomalous bus. Following an interview with Subject 7805-A, the location of SCP-7805-1α was reported and restricted access to SCP-7805-1α was established. As a result of SCP-7805 seemingly targeting Subject 7805-A after certain experimentation on SCP-7057, it has been noted that a connection between SCP-7057 and SCP-7805 may exist. The nature of this connection is still under documentation.
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Addendum #1 - Transcript of Interview with Subject 7805-A
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Subject 7805-A Interview Information: Interview with Subject 7805-A was conducted on 12/3/2016 by interdimensional researcher Dr. Bradley Matthews at Site-549.
INTERVIEW BEGINS AT 12/3/2016, 20:33
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+Dr. Matthews: Hello, Dr. Romilly. How are you today?
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+Subject 7805-A: (quietly) I'm…okay, I guess.
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+Dr. Matthews: Do you think you're ready to talk about your experience with SCP-7805?
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+Subject 7805-A: Um…I think so. What do you want to know?
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+Dr. Matthews: If you are comfortable doing so, I would like you to recount as much as you can about SCP-7805.
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+Subject 7805-A: (Subject clears throat) Ok, so I was coming home after doing an experiment on SCP-7057 and I-
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+Dr. Matthews: Hold that thought for a sec, Morgan. Which experiment was this?
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+Subject 7805-A: (Subject looks confused) Uh…how is this relevant?
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+Dr. Matthews: Trust me, it is very crucial we get every detail about what happened that day. So, what tests did you do on SCP-7057?
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+Subject 7805-A: Okay, um…so we started by [REDACTED]
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+Dr. Matthews: Alright, thanks for being honest and aiding our knowledge on SCP-7805. So, go on. You were coming home from work when…
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+Subject 7805-A: So…I, uh…was heading to the bus stop I would usually wait at when I saw one much closer to here so I though: "Hey, this might save me some time!" So then, I…
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+Subject 7805-A glances off into the distance.
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+Dr. Matthews: Uh, Morgan? Will you be able to continue the interview?
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+Subject 7805-A: Oh, uh…yeah, sure. I'm sorry. It's just quite overwhelming reliving it. So…I waited at this new stop when a bus stopped, like it usually would…and I didn't think too much of it, I just went on it like I usually do. Paid the fare, found a seat, dozed off a bit, you know, the usually things you do.
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+Dr. Matthews: Yes, that makes sense. Can you tell me anything about the driver of this so-called bus?
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+Subject 7805-A: Uh…not much, other then he just seemed like a normal dude. Took my money and just started driving. Nothing unusual.
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+Dr. Matthews: Yeah? Okay, interesting…anything abnormal about the journey?
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+Subject 7805-A: (Subject takes a deep breath) The, uh…first ride was pretty normal. You know…bus regularly stopping and starting as people leave and come on. Then…the, clears throat, the ride takes a turn. The outside seems to get much darker than it usually would at that time.
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+Dr. Matthews: And what time was this at, Dr. Romilly?
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+Subject 7805-A: I, uh…I'm not quite sure but it was around 16:04 when I boarded the bus and I'd say…20 minutes after when I started to notice something was wrong.
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+Dr. Matthews: Okay so you'd say it was about 16:25, then?
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+Subject 7805-A: Yeah around then. Sun doesn't usually set till well after. So anyway, I look outside my window and I see a dark blue sky, not too abnormal but still not quite right given the time. (Subject starts to speak faster) So I get a bit spooked when all of a sudden I see these strange looking plants with like neon-yellow leaves and hexagonal-shaped red flowers and so I start to freak out and I press the stop button and the bus stops at the next stop and I exit the bus and the driver gives me a weird look as I get off and then there I am in the middle of this weird place with freaky plants with no way to get back home and my phone stops working and-
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+Dr. Matthews: Okay, okay, slow down, Dr. Romilly. Take a breather.
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+Subject 7805-A takes a few deep breaths.
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+Subject 7805-A: Okay, so I'm in this weird place and for a while I am freaking out. A few minutes pass and then I see a pair of headlights. And so I wave them down and see that it is another bus, however looks much more, let's say, steampunk-ish.
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+Dr. Matthews: What do you mean by that exactly?
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+Subject 7805-A: Oh, you know. Cogs and gears everywhere. Exhaust pipes in places where they probably shouldn't be. Even the driver was steampunk, wearing those weird goggles.
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+Dr. Matthews: Could you talk a bit more about the driver of this bus?
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+Subject 7805-A: Uh, ye. Nothing much to say about her, except for she wouldn't let me on the bus unless I played double the fare. I mean, of course I paid it; I had no other way to get out of here. Now for this one, I was much more alert and noticed the weird passengers on this bus. Pretty much none of them looked the same as another. All different shapes and sizes. I think I mighta seen a talking pig.
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+Dr. Matthews: Alright, interesting…now where did this bus take you?
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+Subject 7805-A: Fortunately, it took me back to the first stop. I thanked the driver so much and was in tears. Right before the bus arrived I actually was starting to get eyed by a scary-looking owl creature. I pushed that stop button so quickly.
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+Dr. Matthews: Would you say that is an extensive enough recount of your experience?
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+About 2 minutes pass before Subject 7805-A responds.
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+Subject 7805-A: Uh…yeah. Anything else you want to hear?
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+Dr. Matthews pulls out a map of the local area.
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+Dr. Matthews: Could you show me on this map around whereabouts you would say this bus stop is?
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Subject 7805-A points to location of SCP-7805-1α on map.
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Dr. Matthews: Right here?
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Subject 7805-A nods.
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Dr. Matthews: Cool, we'll get our agents right on it. You're free to go.
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Addendum #2 - Summary of SCP-7805 Experiments 01-05
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One Class-D is told to enter SCP-7805-1ß without paying the bus fare
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The Class-D disappears and is never seen again.
+NOTE: Following this experiment, the number located on the outside wall of SCP-7805-1α changed from 2501 to 2502.
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One Class-D with a tracking device implanted into the back of his neck is told to enter SCP-7805-1ß and pay the fare. He is also informed to avoid interaction with any passengers on the bus and the driver of the bus and that he is to do the same with any subsequent instance of SCP-7805-ß.
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The tracking device works for around five (5) minutes until seemingly falling out of range, occurring around 4km away from SCP-7805-1α. Nearly 1 hour passes before the Class-D returns back to SCP-7805-1α, on a pink and yellow bus with a vastly different shape to standard buses (This has now been allocated designation SCP-7805-4ß). Class-D reportedly went on three (3) bus rides in total, with their fares each costing more than the previous one. Descriptions on the locations and other instances of SCP-7805 were documented (See Addendum #6).
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Three Class-D are told different instructions. First Subject (D-7805-3) is told to not pay the fare or interact with any passengers or drivers. Second Subject (D-7805-4) is told to pay the fare and not to interact with any passengers or drivers. Third Subject (D-7805-5) is told to pay the fare and to interact with all drivers and as many passengers as appropriate.
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D-7805-3 does not return. D-7805-4 and D-7805-5 do return after two bus rides, however the latter subject has a wounded left arm and a bruised right eye. According to recounts from both surviving subjects, SCP-7805-1δ pushed a special, blue button on the dashboard after D-7805-3 refused to pay the fare, causing the Subject to seemingly evaporate.2 D-7805-4 mentioned that the fare for the second bus ride was more than the first, however for D-7805-5 the fare was actually lower than the first. Based on this information, it appears interacting with the driver of the bus has an impact on the price of the buses.3 D-7805-5's injuries occurred after he talked to a disgruntled creature with a deformed face. However, interaction with other passengers did result in both valuable conversation regarding the nature of SCP-7805 and D-7805-5's receiving of a decorated box.4 The key point of information that D-7805-5 found from conversing with passengers was that SCP-7805 is a large bus service-network with the ability to transport between different realities.
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Two Class-D are given slightly different instructions. Both are told to pay the correct fare and to interact with the bus driver. One is told to only interact with SCP-7805-δs, while the other is told to interact with passengers as well.
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Neither Subjects return. Reason unknown due to absence of documentation.
+NOTE: The number on SCP-7805-1α changed from 2502 to 2504 after this incident.
+EDIT: Further knowledge of this incident has been provided through the improved ability to communicate with the driver. Both were perfectly safe during the ride on SCP-7805-1ß. Health problems began when they entered a different reality (Dimension-7805-5) which, according to SCP-7805-1δ's testimony, seems to have had vastly different laws of physics to ours, causing their bodies to implode upon exiting SCP-7805-1ß.
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Two Class-D wearing specialised suits5 are given similar instructions. Both are told to pay the correct fare and to interact with only the bus driver. One is told to get off the bus normally (D-7805-8), while the other is told to stay on the bus as long as possible (D-7805-9).
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D-7805-9, returns to SCP-7805-1α well before D-7805-8. Disciplinary action was underway until the Subject explained that he had figured out how to communicate with SCP-7805-1δ and hence was able to tell him to return to SCP-7805-1α (For more information, see Addendum #5). D-7805-8 returns an hour later with a profusely bleeding right arm. She stated it was caused by a hostile creature residing in the second alternate dimension she was taken to. This Subject reportedly went on four bus rides before returning back, however not much information was gathered on these locations as she soon after dropped dead from immense blood loss, despite the medic's best efforts.
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Addendum #3 - Discussion with Ethics Committee regarding use of Class-D personnel in the experimentation of SCP-7805
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To: Ethics Committee
+From: Dir. Bradley (Head of Site-549)
+Subject: Review on use of Class-D personnel on experimentation of SCP-7805
+Attachment:SCP-7805 Experiments 01-05 Compiled
+Sent: 29/2/2016, 15:42
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Dear Sir/Madam of the Ethics Committee,
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Attached is a document detailing experiments done to further understand the nature of SCP-7805. Each of these experiments required the use of Class-D personnel, with some of them unfortunately being either KIA or MIA. I would like to add that these casualties and injuries appear to be largely related to the misuse of SCP-7805 and hence blame could be accurately placed on the harmed individuals themselves. However, instruction from researchers given to these Class-D personnel may have influenced their actions to result in harm. Therefore, I propose experimentation with the use of Class-D subjects continue under measured regulation, ensuring as little harm is caused to them as possible. I think we're close to an important discovery, and this anomaly could definitely be useful in the capturing of dangerous and escaped anomalies.
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To: Dir. Bradley (Head of Site-549)
+From: Ethics Committee
+Subject: RE: Review on use of Class-D personnel on experimentation of SCP-7805
+Sent: 7/3/2016, 17:00
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Greetings Director Bradley,
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Your request has been reviewed and your concerns addressed. As a result, the following conditions have been placed on the continued experimentation of SCP-7805:
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Personnel boarding SCP-7805-1ß must wear specialised suits at all times during research.
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Personnel are to pay the correct fare for boarding any instance of SCP-7805-ß.
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Interaction with passengers on SCP-7805-ß are to be limited and to only occur when it would otherwise result in creating hostility with the passenger(s).
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All experiments on SCP-7805 must be recorded through cameras attached to the suits of boarding personnel.
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Addendum #4 - Summary of Experiments 06-11
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One Class-D is to follow the Communication Guide (See Addendum #5), to travel to Dimension-7805-2. Standard restrictions as enforced by the Ethics Committee are to be followed.
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Two Class-D are to both travel without the Communication Guide on SCP-7805-1ß and with the Communication Guide on every subsequent bus to return to SCP-7805-1α. Standard restrictions as enforced by the Ethics Committee are to be followed.
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D-7805-12 and one other Class-D are to use the Communication Guide to travel to Dimension-7805-2, take photos of the sky, ground and bus stop, then return to our dimension. Standard restrictions as enforced by the Ethics Committee are to be followed.
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This log has either been corrupted or removed from the database due to dangerous and/or sensitive information. Contact your RAISA supervisor for more information.
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Three Class-D are to attempt to find a book with knowledge of SCP-7805 in the Wanderer's library, take it from the library, then return to our dimension. Standard restrictions as enforced by the Ethics Committee are to be followed.
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Only one subject returns, D-7805-29. He, quote: "Bolted the fuck away from those terrifying snake lovin' bitches". D-7805-28 was reportedly incapacitated by members of the Serpent's Hand7 when looking for a rose-gold covered book, which D-7805-29 states is what SCP-7805-1δ said the book would look like. D-7805-27 and D-7805-29 were able to retreat to SCP-7805-13ß safely. Unfortunately, two other members of the Serpent's Hand8 were passengers on the bus and recognised the Foundation logo on D-7805-27's suit. They proceeded to stab D-7805-27 a total of 34 times before SCP-7805-13ß arrived at SCP-7805-1α, where D-7805-29 exited the bus as hastily as possible.
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~Dir. Bradley - While these experiments did result in a lot of deceased Class-D, it did show that this anomaly could be used to reach anomalous places we haven't been able to before. This could very well be used to save people under the effects of a Nexus…
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Addendum #5 - SCP-7805-δ Communication Guide
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THE REQUESTED FILE HAS BEEN DELETED THROUGH DATA CORRUPTION TRIGGERED BY AN INCIDENT AT SITE-549.9
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WE APOLOGISE FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE THIS MAY CAUSE.
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Addendum #6 - Descriptions of Buses, Drivers, Bus Stops and Locations
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The below table includes descriptions of instances of SCP-7805 and locations that it has sent people to.
Standard left-hand drive blue bus with no significant markings save from the number 12 written in white lettering on the front of the bus. Inside, all seats and walls are light-grey, all made out of standard material. Driven by SCP-7805-1δ. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-1α, SCP-7805-1δ and Earth in our universe.
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First seen on 9/3/2016 by Subject 7805-A. Has appeared every time SCP-7805's effect has occurred.
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Standard-sized left-hand drive bronze bus with many visible cogs and gears. Its exhaust releases an excess amount of CO2. Only significant marking is the number "35" in black lettering on the front of the bus. Inside, all seats and walls are brown and appear to be made of leather. Driven by SCP-7805-2δ. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-2α, SCP-7805-2δ and Dimension-7805-1.
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Pink and yellow right-hand drive bus with a standard capacity however has an arched floor and a triangular roof. Only significant marking is the number "416" in dark-grey lettering on the front of the bus. Inside, all seats and walls are pale-yellow, all made out of standard material. Driven by SCP-7805-4δ. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-4α, SCP-7805-4δ and Dimension-7805-3.
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First seen on 24/5/2016 by D-7805-2. Last seen on 2/12/2018 by D-7805-13 and D-7805-14 during Experiment #09.
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Small-sized dark-red right-hand drive bus with many heavily-tinted square windows. Only significant markings are 1) the number/letter combination "8S" in white lettering with black outlining on the front of the bus and 2) a list of rules written on the inside walls of the bus.11 Inside, all seats and walls are light-grey, all made out of standard material. Driven by SCP-7805-6δ. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-6α, SCP-7805-6δ and Dimension-7805-6.
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First seen on 14/8/2016 by D-7805-9. Has not been seen since.
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Small-sized white and red left-hand drive bus with white-tinted windows. Only significant marking is the number/letter combination "50S" in red lettering on the front of the bus. Driven by SCP-7805-7δ. While knowledge on SCP-7805-7ß's origins is limited, the designation SCP-7805-7α has been reserved for future discovery.
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SCP-7805-8ß
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Black and gold right-hand drive bus with standard capacity however adopts a cubic shape in place of a standard bus shape. Only significant marking is the number "256" in silver lettering on the front of the bus. Inside, all seats and walls are red, all made out of standard material but with extra cushioning. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-8α, SCP-7805-8δ and Dimension-7805-8.
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First seen on 16/8/2018 by D-7805-11 and D-7805-12. Has not been seen since.
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SCP-7805-13ß
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Dark-green left-hand drive bus with yellow spots and a standard capacity, however appears to have a lower ceiling and a longer body. Only significant markings are 1) the number/letter combination "G14" in white lettering on the front of the bus and 2) an image of "a tree with the trunk replaced with a snake's head" on the inside walls of the bus.12 Driven by SCP-7805-13δ. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-13α, SCP-7805-13δ and a gateway leading to Nx-01 (The Wanderer's Library).
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First seen on 15/6/2020 by D-7805-27 and D-7805-29. Has not been seen since.
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SCP-7805-1δ
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Appears to be a Caucasian, elderly male possessing balding white hair, hazel eyes and a dark-blue driving uniform with the name: "Robert McZimmerman" sewn on his left lapel in white lettering. He is the only known person to drive SCP-7805-1ß. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-1α, SCP-7805-1ß and Earth in our universe.
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First seen on 9/3/2016 by Subject 7805-A. He has appeared every time SCP-7805's effect has occurred.
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SCP-7805-2δ
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Appears to be a European, middle-aged female possessing long brown hair, brown eyes, a pair of bronze aviator goggles and a brown-grey driving uniform with the name: "Emma Federica" sewn on her left lapel in bronze lettering. She is the only known person to drive SCP-7805-2ß. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-2α, SCP-7805-2ß and Dimension-7805-1.
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First seen on 9/3/2016 by Subject 7805-A. She has only appeared one other time after [DATA MISSING] during Experiment #10.
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SCP-7805-4δ
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Appears to be a gender-neutral humanoid possessing hot-pink skin, long red hair, blue eyes and a white driving uniform with the name: "Bubbles Blessing" sewn on their left lapel in pink lettering. They are the only known humanoid to drive SCP-7805-4ß. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-4α, SCP-7805-4ß and Dimension-7805-3.
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First seen on 24/5/2016 by D-7805-2. They were last seen on 2/12/2018 by D-7805-13 and D-7805-14 during Experiment #09.
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SCP-7805-5δ
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Appears to be a Spanish adult male possessing short black hair, brown eyes and a light-grey driving uniform with the name: "Marcio Jaime" sewn on his left lapel in dark-grey lettering. He is the only known person to drive SCP-7805-5ß. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-5α, SCP-7805-5ß and Dimension-7805-4.
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First seen on 19/6/2016 by D-7805-4 and D-7805-5. He has not been seen since.
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SCP-7805-13δ
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Appears to be a humanoid with a shadow-like appearance. No details are able to be distinguished due to its unique appearance. They are the only known humanoid to drive SCP-7805-13ß. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-13α, SCP-7805-13ß and a gateway leading to Nx-01 (The Wanderer's Library).
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First seen on 15/6/2020 by D-7805-27 and D-7805-29. Has not been seen since.
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SCP-7805-1α
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Dark-green bus shelter. Very worn with an equally worn out simple bicycle rack beside it. Markings include a green "Bus Stop" sign, a yellow "Signal Driver" sign and a four-digit white number (currently reads 2514). Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-1ß, SCP-7805-1δ and Earth in our universe.
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First seen on 9/3/2016 by Subject 7805-A. It is the key location where SCP-7805's effect occurs.
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SCP-7805-2α
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Light-grey, solid concrete bus shelter, shaped like a rectangular prism with one face removed. Has a "bench" created similarly to the shelter itself. Only significant marking is a three-digit number carved into the underneath of the bench (last known to read 748). Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-2ß, SCP-7805-2δ and Dimension-7805-1.
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First seen on 9/3/2016 by Subject 7805-A. Has only appeared one other time after [DATA MISSING] during Experiment #10.
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SCP-7805-6α
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A single bright-red bench. Appears to be very polished. Only significant marking is the number "444" written in white paint on the left-side of the bench. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-6ß, SCP-7805-6δ and Dimension-7805-6.
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First seen on 14/8/2016 by D-7805-9. Has not been seen since.
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SCP-7805-9α
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Silver bus shelter containing a bench. Moderately worn. Only significant marking is the presence of three unknown symbols written in red lettering on the concrete directly in front of SCP-7805-9α. These are presumed to be some kind of numbering system due to the presence of similar markings found on all discovered instances of SCP-7805-α. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-9ß, SCP-7805-9δ and Dimension-7805-9.
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First seen on 27/10/2018 by D-7805-13. Last seen after [DATA MISSING] during Experiment #10.
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SCP-7805-13α
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Contains only a green sign with a picture of a book with the number seven written in the center, all in yellow print. Seems to be intrinsically connected to SCP-7805-13ß, SCP-7805-13δ and Nx-01. It is believed that this bus stop may be under the possession of the Serpent's Hand, what this may entail is presently unknown.
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First seen on 15/6/2020 by D-7805-27, -28 and -29.
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Dimension-7805-1
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Key natural features include a dark-blue sky, a large amount of greenery made up of neon-yellow bushes sprouting red hexagonal flowers and pink tree-like pillars all around. Key artificial features include a road with a few standard streetlights and SCP-7805-2α on the side of the road. No natural life has been seen in this dimension.
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First seen on 9/3/2016 by Subject 7805-A. Has only appeared one other time after [DATA MISSING] during Experiment #10.
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Dimension-7805-2
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Key natural features include a red sky, fields of black grass, grey saplings with dark-blue leaves growing along the "road" and short white bulbs growing abundantly within the fields. Only natural life found in the dimension are small pink insects (Permission to begin experimentation on these lifeforms is currently being processed). Possesses many similar properties to Dimension-7805-7.14
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First seen on 24/5/2016 by D-7805-2. Last seen on 27/10/2018 by D-7805-12 and D-7805-13 during Experiment #08.
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Dimension-7805-5
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Not much is known about this dimension, aside from its possession of physical laws that contrast ours. Realities such as these should be avoided as much as possible, as even while wearing the specialised suits it is likely this drastic change in conditions will result in either the dismemberment or serious injury of personnel.
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Presumably first seen on 6/7/2016 by D-7805-6 and D-7805-7. Has not been seen since.
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Dimension-7805-7
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Key natural features include a green sky, fields of black grass, grey trees with purple leaves growing along the "road" and short white drooping plants similar in shape to morel mushrooms growing abundantly within the fields. Possesses a similar appearance to Dimension-7805-2.
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First seen on 4/7/2018 by D-7805-10 in an attempt to reach Dimension-7805-2 through use of the Communication Guide. Has not been seen since.
Known by the Foundation since 1955. Travelled to through use of SCP-7805 by D-7805-27, D-7805-28 and D-7805-29 on 15/6/2020.
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Addendum #7 - Status on the Classification of SCP-7805
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SCP-7805 has now been classified as belonging to Object Class:Aisna as of 26/8/2022 due to its ability to transport anomalous beings to any location they please, in effect producing them. Re-classification to Thaumiel has been denied due to the great risk these anomalies may cause especially if regularly used by Foundation personnel. It is unknown why no anomalous beings have exited the bus at SCP-7805-1a, however the leading theory may be that the majority of SCP-7805-ß riding anomalies have no desire to disrupt our planet.
To: Head Dir. Hoffman (Head of Interdimensional Sites)
+From: Dir. Bradley (Head of Site-549)
+Subject: Request for the use of SCP-7805 in future containment missions
+Sent: 12/8/2022, 12:09
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+Good afternoon Director Hoffman,
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I'm sending this email to request that we open up SCP-7805 to be used by Foundation agents to capture other anomalies. While there is the slight risk that dangerous anomalies may be passengers on these buses, and that seeing members wearing Foundation issued suits could provoke them, I think that this situation would be too rare to occur and that the risk is worth the benefit that this anomaly could provide. Hope you consider this change of classification.
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Regards,
+- Director Hugh Bradley
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Staff of the SCP Foundation
+Head of Site 549
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To: Dir. Bradley (Head of Site-549)
+From: Head Dir. Hoffman (Head of Interdimensional Sites)
+CC:RAISA Supervisor Nicole Farnham
+Subject: RE: Request for the use of SCP-7805 in future containment missions
+Sent: 19/8/2022, 15:14
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+Dear Dir. Bradley,
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Your request has been reviewed and we have decided to move to the next stage in classification. Nicole Farnham (RAISA Supervisor for Interdimensional Sites) has been CC'ed in this email and will begin testing of SCP-7805 on 22/8/2022.
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- Head Director Ned Hoffman
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Staff of the SCP Foundation
+Head Director of Interdimensional Sites (Site-186, Site-368, Site-549, Site-719, Site-852)
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To: Dir. Bradley (Head of Site-549)
+From:RAISA Supervisor Nicole Farnham
+Subject: RE:RE: Request for the use of SCP-7805 in future containment missions
+Sent: 26/8/2022, 17:00
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+Director Hugh Bradley,
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Following testing on SCP-7805, SCP-7805 has been deemed unfit for use by Foundation personnel and hence classification as Thaumiel is rejected. After analysing the anomalies effects, we have decided that SCP-7805 is best pertaining to Object Class: Aisna due to its anomalous properties allowing it to contain other anomalies. We have edited SCP-7805's documentation accordingly.
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Thanks for your coordination with this operation.
+- Nicole Farnham
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Records and Information Security Administration (RAISA)
+To contact us, please call 555-7592
+Business hours: 8am-6pm, All days.
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Addendum #8 - Warning Message from Interdimensional Research Regulation Department (IRRD)
The appearance of objects other than SCP-7805-1ß emerging in front of SCP-7805-1α has indeed been observed at an increasing rate. We believe that this may be a sign that the convex point between our universe and others may be opening further, which could result in a collision with these realities. We have decided to label this the Great Convergence (GC) K-Class Scenario and have deemed it too dangerous to continue experimentation on SCP-7805 in hopes that this might slow down or even repair any damage done to the universal boundaries. Only time will tell.
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~Dir. Bradley - As a result of the contents of this notice, all on-site research personnel will be relieved of their duties and sent back to work on other anomalies at Site-549 effective immediately.
Special Containment Procedure: Reliquary Site-108 has been established above the entrance to SCP-8076-1. Onsite sensors will monitor for Aspect Radiation and Elan-Vital Energy spikes. All spikes must be reported to security immediately, and an alert will be sent to all nearby sites who then will communicate with onsite staff. If onsite staff do not respond or are unable to recite identification codes and pass a Cognitive Influence Test, an onsite nuclear warhead will be detonated.
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SCP-8076-2’s current location is unknown. The Foundation is currently searching all available records for individuals matching SCP-8076-2’s description. Any information on SCP-8076-2 is to be suppressed and collected by the Foundation to establish an accurate timeline of SCP-8076-2's history and locate their current whereabouts. Locating efforts and containment attempts are to be led by MTF Beta-777 (Hecate’s Spear).
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SCP-8076-3 will be held in a modified Class-8 remains locker on site.
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Description: SCP-8076-1 is the ruins of the city-state Awan in an underground cavern located in southwestern Iran. Awan was an ancient Mesopotamian city-state established around 2700 BCE and vanished from records around 2000 BCE. SCP-8076-1 measures approximately 8 km in diameter, and is located 5 km underground. The architecture of the city appears to match the architecture of early Mesopotamia cities but with the use of advanced materials, techniques, and the integration of complex thaumaturgical systems. The outer wall of SCP-8076-1 contains several thaumaturgical symbols and is theorized to be able to project a protective shield when sufficiently powered.
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SCP-8076-2 is a female that appears to be in her late twenties with dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and an olive skin tone. SCP-8076-2’s standing height is approximately 1.6 m. SCP-8076-2’s skin is covered in numerous tattoos depicting arcane, occult, and thaumaturgical symbols and sigils from multiple cultures. SCP-8076-2 uses the tattoos to perform thaumaturgy. SCP-8076-2 is a powerful Type Blue and should be confronted with great caution. SCP-8076-2 is confirmed to have a post-human life span.
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SCP-8076-3 are the remains of a humanoid horned entity of approximately 90 m tall. The remains were identified as that of a rabisu1. Foundation research suggests rabisu are able to absorb energy as a form of sustenance. This instance is several times larger than an average instance.
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Discovery Log: SCP-8076-1 first came to the Foundation’s attention through Foundation plants in archeological circles discussing newly discovered relics with thaumaturgical symbols2.
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After confirming the authenticity of the relics, the Foundation retrieved them and discovered they had been found at an ongoing dig. When the Foundation discovered more relics with thaumaturgical symbols, the Foundation moved in to take over the dig.
+Addendum 8076.1: Partial Timeline of SCP-8076-2
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Approximately 2700 BCE
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Mesopotamia
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A tablet uncovered in the Awan library goes in-depth on SCP-8076’s rescue of King Peli when he was a child. The tablet goes on to describe Peli being saved from a monster with traits of a snake, goat, and lion.
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Approximately 950 BCE
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Israel
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Found in the original Lemegeton Clavicula Salomonis3, was a passage of Solomon meeting a mad witch named Awan in the desert. The witch had captured a demon and was attempting to force it to accomplish an impossible task. Solomon sealed the demon and urged the witch to give up on her goal. The witch warns Solomon that such power as his will not grant him happiness and reminds him that all things come to an end. This passage is left out of all modern versions.
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May 12 560
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Constantinople, Turkey
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SCP-140 tells of a Daeva army invading Constantinople. As their armies fought, Daeva Thaumaturgists were held at bay by a sorceress matching SCP-8076-2 appearance. The sorceress was named only as the Twice Cursed Woman. SCP-140 showcased an apparent hatred that SCP-8076-2 had for the Daeva.
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10/13/1648
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Connecticut, USA
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A woman named Olivia Evelyn, whose description matches that of SCP-8076-2, was tried and found guilty of witchcraft. She was said to be hanged; but before her body was to be disposed of, it was said to have vanished.
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11/17/1875
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New York, USA
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Photo found of SCP-8076-2 next to Helena Petrovna Blavatsky during the first meeting of the Theosophical Society4.
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Summer of 1887
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London, England
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SCP-1867 was questioned on its knowledge of the sigils in the city or on SCP-8076-2. SCP-1867 claimed he had known SCP-8076-2 as an intelligent librarian named Emily Eden with an impressive knowledge of history and occult practices. SCP-1867 explained she had helped him on some exploits. During an incident where a relic released a demon, SCP-1867 claimed SCP-8076-2 revealed herself as a magic user to protect a child from the demon and banish it. SCP-1867 claimed to have given her money and told her to leave London. While he himself thought highly of her, some members of the clergy had discovered how she protected the child and were intent on capturing her to try her as a witch.
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11/04/1922
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Valley of the Kings, Egypt
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The Foundation found a photo from Howard Carter’s Tutankhamun dig. SCP-8076-2 was seen in the background talking to a digger with Carter being the photo’s main focus. Researchers suggest that SCP-8076-2 was Howard’s Secretary, and notetaker during the dig under the alias of Evelyn Reed.
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08/16/1969
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Woodstock, USA
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Foundation AI using facial recognition software discovered SCP-8076-2 in the crowd of many photos of the Woodstock concert, including several album covers of crowd shots.
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06/30/2022
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Ontario, Canada
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Dr. William Wettle, returning from visiting his parents, runs into SCP-8076-2, and they both become trapped in a stalled elevator. After 40 minutes Dr Wettle claimed he collapsed. Rescue workers reported that SCP-8076-2 kept repeating, “He wouldn’t shut up!” Dr. Wettle remained unconscious for three days, missing two days of work5 . His claims of anomalous activity were dismissed until AI matched her face to travel records and airport security reports on the incident.
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03/08/2024
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Reliquary Site-108, Iran
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See Incident 8076.1
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Addendum 8076.2: Interview with Dr. Ava Clarke
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Date: 02/12/2024
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Interviewer: Dr. Lucian Boyd, Lead Researcher for SCP-8076
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Interviewed: Dr. Ava Clarke, Head of Initial Dig Site
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Notes: Dr. Boyd was conducting interviews on what the initial dig crew learned, and their methods to optimize transition.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Dr. Boyd: Please for the record state your name.
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Dr. Clarke: Very well. I am Doctor Ava Clarke, a researcher for Cambridge University and the lead for this dig, correction, former lead. I think the honor of that title is yours now.
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Dr. Boyd: Yes, again sorry. From what I’ve seen you've done excellent work. It’s just that my organization has taken over the grant that sponsored your dig, and they have a certain way of doing things.
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Dr. Clarke: Yes, yes, I remember your explanation. What is your organization? The Sociological Conservation and Protection Agency?
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Dr. Boyd: Foundation actually. Our objective is to preserve humanity’s collective history so—
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Dr. Clarke: Yes, you’ve told me before. I think I could almost remember your speech verbatim at this point.
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Dr. Boyd: Sorry.
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Dr. Clarke: No, I’m sorry. I’m— I’m just upset, there is no need for me to be rude. It's just that the search for the city of Awan has been my passion for years. Now you are just sweeping in and taking control after I’ve found something crucial.
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Dr. Boyd: Sorry again, if I was in your shoes I’d be upset too. I still have to ask you some questions.
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Dr. Clarke: Ask.
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Dr. Boyd: Those symbols on the relics you found, do you have any idea what they represent?
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Dr. Clarke: I recognized the Sumerian symbols. I’d have to check my notes to be sure, but I think they were about superstitions. Ancient and powerful forces or magic. Like I said, superstitions. The rest— I could only guess are much of the same, maybe a language I’m not familiar with.
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Dr. Boyd: I see. I’ve been reading your notes, and I’m unsure about something. Why did you decide to look for the city here?
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Dr. Clarke: Now it’s my turn to apologize. I don’t keep my notes very organized. I tend to make them more presentable right before I publish. It all depends on water: we are in the middle of a desert, and no city could form without some source of water. We are too far from the nearest river and too far from the gulf.
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Dr. Boyd: So, you believe there was a river in the area thousands of years ago? One that dried out?
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Dr. Clarke: No, I’ve already looked up geological records for around when Awan would have been founded. The landscape changes but not in that sense. A year ago a geological survey discovered some evidence of a subterranean river, dried, but it was there around the time. My theory is that it was used as a source of water. Eliminating the areas where previous searches have been excavated, and further narrowing it down to what other surveys have said of the geological landscape.
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Dr. Boyd: What do you mean?
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Dr. Clarke: My theory is that some disaster happened. The foundation of the city became unstable for some reason, and it fell through. Maybe an earthquake or excavation of wells to reach the river made the ground too unstable. It’s not known what happened to the city. It was once in the records of other city-states, and then it vanished from all records. Its name must have been tabooed, unwilling to speak of it and risk bringing on the same disaster that befell it. And then sand just covered up any remaining ruins.
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Dr. Boyd: That seemed a bit of a stretch.
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Dr. Clarke: I was proven correct.
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Dr. Boyd: It sounds like you got lucky.
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Dr. Clarke: I’m not lucky. If I was lucky I wouldn’t need to rule out miles of desert only to have my first lead taken from me. Everything I have was earned from years of work and research.
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Dr. Boyd: Again I’m-
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Dr. Clarke: I don’t want an apology. I want a job.
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Dr. Boyd: A what?
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Dr. Clarke: This city is my life's work. I don’t care about credit. I’ll sign anything you want. I just want to know if the city has been found. I have five doctorates and three masters. I can read Babylonian, Sumerian, and Assyrian among others as easily as English.
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Dr. Boyd: Did you just make this a job interview?
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Dr. Clarke: I am the foremost expert on Awan on the planet. Roughly 95% of all peer-reviewed papers on Awan in the last decade were written by me. The other five percent was by Professor Sinclair, and he’s more interested in praise than accuracy. That man’s ego—
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Dr. Boyd: Yes, I’ve gone to his lectures.
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Dr. Clarke: Did he do that thing he does? Start a lecture with, “We archeologists are duty-bound to carry the history of the world on our backs, but we are the only ones who can”?
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Dr. Boyd: Ha! Don’t repeat it. It doesn’t sound any less pretentious coming from you. Look. We did look up your credentials, and you are impressive, but—
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Dr. Clarke: Just listen. You and your crew can spend the next decade catching up to me, or you can use my experience and get something done. Your choice.
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Dr. Boyd: Uh, I’ll consider bringing it up to my superiors.
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Dr. Clarke: That is all I ask, and maybe a word of support.
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[END LOG]
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Addendum 8076.3: Dr. Boyd’s Personal Journal Entry
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02/15/2024
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Well, that went better than I thought it would. I was hesitant to bring it up, but I couldn’t help thinking about what Clarke had said. She would be an invaluable asset. The idea wouldn’t leave me, so when Site Command called me for an update I brought up her name as the leading authority on this city.
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I found myself very motivated. I made a very compelling argument for her.
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And they accepted my request. The Foundation has done a background check and approved her. Though not officially a member of the Foundation, she is effectively given Level Zero access. She is not allowed to know anything about the anomalous, easy enough, as she thinks the symbols are just superstition. I will have to take full responsibility for her and everything she gets access to. In all likelihood, she will never be allowed to step into the city if we do find it. There is a very good chance she will be given amnestics at the end of this dig.
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Maybe that’s for the best.
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The Foundation suspects that the city had a large concentration of thaumaturgists. Many of the records of Awan are indeed lost, but the Foundation was able to retrieve some information from the Wanderer's Library that suggests that modern thaumaturgic practices originated in the city. Otherwise, even the Foundation couldn’t dig much up. The Foundation believes that the city will be a treasure trove of thaumaturgic knowledge, and they want to make sure that groups like the Serpent’s Hand or the Chaos Insurgency don’t get their hands on it.
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God forbid MC&D get to the city. They’ll sell it off piece by piece until everything is lost to hidden collections.
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I’ll be the first to admit the Foundation is the first to keep things hidden from the world, but at least they don’t break it apart and lose it. How much history has been lost for profit?
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02/18/2024
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It’s been an eventful day.
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The Foundation sent over more people and equipment. The technician Richard— I forgot his last name. I really should remember that as the lead—
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Anyway, Richard is a nice young man, a bit overconfident but very knowledgeable on the tech side of things. He had set up the ground penetrating radar, and Clarke’s theories seem to be correct. We discovered a large underground cavern, and while the image was unclear there do seem to be ruins.
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Richard had a scanning device to detect Aspect Radiation or Elan-Vital Energy, and seemed confident about the device. He was trying to scan the underground to get us a warning if there were any active thaumaturgic items or spells, but the initial scan found nothing. There was a chance that the ruins were too deep to scan. We’ll have to try again once we get closer to the ruins. Initially, we found nothing, but as Richard started to put the equipment away it went off. Richard claimed something about the readings, some of the highest he’d ever seen.
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We got security and walked around with some goggles called Veritas something. It resulted in nothing; the equipment seemed to be malfunctioning. Richard lost a fair bit of confidence with that goose chase. I’m not even sure what we were looking for. It’s been a frustrating day.
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Addendum 8076.4:Transcript from Initial Probe Exploration
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Date:02/24/2024
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Notes:Present are Lead Researcher L. Boyd along with Researcher M. Gomez, and Dr. A. Clarke. Technician Richard Tisdale overseeing AVEN6
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Audio of their conversation is playing over AVEN’S footage.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Technician Tisdale: And it looks like it’s reaching the bottom. Just give me a minute, I should have it open the gate, then we can start exploring.
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Dr. Boyd: Be careful, we don’t want to break anything or run over anything.
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Technician Tisdale: I know some of the tech has been a bit buggy, but my AVEN is top-of-the-line. She can go over anything and everything and still be gentle like a feather.
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Researcher Gomez: Glad to see that little mishap with the EVE detector didn’t sour your confidence.
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Dr. Clarke: Is that the best video you can get? It’s a little dark.
+
Technician Tisdale: When we get there we’ll set up lights, but for right now just give me a moment to adjust the camera on the AVEN. That’s the best I can do right now.
+
Dr. Clarke: I would have thought you’d have that set up from the get-go if you’re going underground.
+
Technician Tisdale: It’s a remote-controlled drone with a signal strong enough to work underground and give real-time video relay, but they cheap out on the viewing screen. I’ll clean up the video afterwards, but I should be able to get you some idea of what’s down there.
+
Dr. Boyd: Good, make sure you do. How are the readings?
+
Technician Tisdale: AR and EVE levels are at zilch, Doc. Temperature… is, well, you will want to bundle up. No signs of toxins or gas. Taking samples for fungal and other biohazards now. I’ll have the result by the end of the night. Air pressure seems normal.
+
Researcher Gomez: Good, probably wasn’t airtight, cracks or some side tunnels lead in there. A far-off opening somewhere. At least we don’t have to worry about rapid environmental shock degrading anything there. I’d say explorations are feasible and probably should be on the look for—
+Dr. Clarke: What’s that? Is that a wall? I think I see something.
+
(AVEN’S camera moves, shining light on a wall where the entranceway is revealed.)
+
Dr. Boyd: I think there is some writing on the walls there. Try to move the light toward it… I can’t make it out. What’s that on top?
+
Researcher Gomez:It looks like a sign, Sumerian cuneiform. Try to get a picture and enhance it. Maybe we can—
+
Dr. Clarke: ‘Welcome to the Country of Awan, welcome and well-met all those who seek knowledge and growth.’ It’s a welcome sign.
+
Researcher Gomez: Oh, so you literally can translate ancient Sumerian off the top of your head. I thought you were exaggerating to get a job.
+
Dr. Clarke: Glad I didn’t disappoint.
+
Researcher Gomez: Are you being cheeky? I’m starting to like you.
+
Dr. Boyd: It’s impressive because there are maybe a hundred or two hundred people on the planet who can do live translation of cuneiform.
+
(AVEN unit keeps moving into the SCP-8076-1 through entry way.)
+
Dr. Boyd: It’s a little hard to make out, but from what I can see the architecture matches— Wait, what’s that on the street? Richard, turn the camera.
+
Technician Tisdale: Right just a sec— oh!
+
(AVEN’s camera turns to reveal a boulder with a skeletal arm and torso visible underneath it.)
+
Technician Tisdale: That’s not a pleasant way to go.
+
Researcher Gomez: I think that’s limestone. Must have fallen on them when the city fell through.
+
Dr. Clarke: Did no one try to move it?
+
Dr. Boyd: I don’t think they had much time.
+
(AVEN’S camera turns to reveal various skeletal remains through the streets. Some of the remains appear to be in various states including panic, and prayer, seemingly attempting to huddle together for safety in nearby buildings. The camera stops and focuses on the remains of two adults holding the remains of a small child.)
+
Dr. Clarke: Oh god…
+
Dr. Boyd: Yeah, that's not a pleasant sight.
+
Researcher Gomez: Must have been a family. At least they were together in the end… for all that's worth.
+
Dr. Clarke: I— I thought— I— they were scared in the end. I don’t know what I expected but—
+
(Dr. Clarke is heard breathing heavily.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Are you okay?
+
Researcher Gomez: Is it a memetic effect?
+
Dr. Boyd: No, I think she’s having some kind of panic attack. Give us a minute, go tell Gravik what’s happening, and if she can come over. She’d know how to handle it better.
+
(Researcher Gomez and Technician Tisdale are heard leaving as Dr. Clarke continues to breathe heavily.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Okay, let me help you into the chair. Just breathe in deeply. Focus on your breathing. You’re okay.
+
(Heavy breathing is heard for several minutes.)
+
Dr. Boyd: You need anything?
+
Dr. Clare: No! No. I— I just need a moment.
+
Dr. Boyd: That’s okay. Just take all the time you need.
+
Dr. Clarke: I feel so stupid. God! I’m shaking.
+
Dr. Boyd: It’s okay, it’s not a pleasant sight— I’m guessing you don’t like seeing dead—
+
Dr. Clarke: No, I’ve seen dead people before. Just— just— brought back some bad memories.
+
Dr. Boyd: Oh, uh… Have you seen dead children— Or is your family? Oh, I shouldn’t be asked—
+
Dr. Clarke: Yes.
+
Dr. Boyd: Oh.
+
Dr. Clarke: It was my sister, my little sister.
+
Dr. Boyd: I’m sorry, I don’t understand.
+
Dr. Clarke: My little sister is dead. She has to be. It took me a long time to come to terms with that. When I was young, my sister ran off to play by herself, and she never came home. We never found her, or what happened to her, or even found a— never found a body. We never got to bury her. I still remember that day. It was warm with a cool breeze from the East. She ran to me asking me to tell her a story; I used to tell her stories all the time. That day I told her I had chores to do, and I’d tell her stories later. She ran off to play somewhere… and that was it. Sometimes I still wonder if I played with her… if things would have gone differently. I guess seeing a dead kid— I can’t help but see her.
+
Dr. Boyd: I’m sorry. I’ve lost more friends than I care to count. It’s always harder when you can’t say goodbye. At least you had the rest of your family.
+
Dr. Clarke: They were a mess before, and after things just got worse.
+
Dr. Boyd: That can’t be true. I don’t always remember my father in the best light, but—
+
Dr. Clarke: My father was a piece of work. Things had to be his way. His first wife left him because of that, but he still insisted we call her mom. Our mom, the woman who gave birth to us and raised us, smiled through it all. I knew she didn’t like it, but I tried to make the best of it. She had such a wonderful smile, until she didn’t. My older brothers got into a fight, one killed the other. He ran or was tossed out. I don’t remember. Just never got to say goodbye to either one. Then there was the disaster, I lost— I lost people. I lost track of the rest of my family. I like to think they were okay, but I never heard from them and they— they are lost. Washed away like so many others. I don’t fear death. I’ve gotten used to it.
+
Dr. Boyd: I’m sorry you had to.
+
Dr. Clarke: I’m sorry to burden you with all this. I—
+
Dr. Boyd: No, I understand. Sometimes you have to let it out. I want you to talk to Gravik. She’s a terrifying woman, but she is also someone that can help out. Also, everyone is obligated to be checked by her for such an incident.
+
Dr. Clarke: Fine. Just promise you won’t say anything about what I said to anyone.
+
Dr. Boyd: Promise, Dr. Clarke.
+
Dr. Clarke: You can just call me Ava.
+
Dr. Boyd: Then call me Lucian.
+
(Dr. Gravik is heard arriving.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Shit! It’s still recording.
+
Dr. Clarke: What?
+
Dr. Boyd is heard fumbling as he attempts to shut off the recording.
+
[END LOG]
+
+
Addendum 8076.5: Awan Library Records
+
+
History of Awan Abridged
+
Translation: Dr. Ava Clarke
+
+
The city of Awan was founded by King Peli, its first ruler. He named the city after a sorceress, Awan Bat Hawwah, who saved his life as a child. Upon finding out the honor, the sorceress sought after the king. To the king's surprise he found her un-aged. She replied that her people had been blessed with long life spans and that her people existed before the Great Flood.
+
Peli saw in her a great wisdom that such a long life gave her and asked her to stay to share that wisdom. She stayed, giving council to generation after generation of kings. While people marveled at her long life, they were awed by her wisdom and power. Her magic was so strong that it allowed a river to spring from beneath the ground to water their farms.
+
Then one day there had been a great battle, and the body of god was left to fester. Awan was called away to help bury it. It was a massive form and would require her talents to cover it.
+
In that time an empire came and conquered the city she swore to protect.
+
When Awan returned she sought the people in the city and together they fought back the empire. As the king sought allies, Awan taught the people. She taught them her magic so that they could protect themselves. Soon the city was filled with magic, and under her teachings the city grew. Miracles and wonders became commonplace as even the children could learn the craft.
+With her wisdom, the city flourished.
+
+
Notes: This is a quick summary of the origin legend. I couldn’t find much on facts, but every legend has to have some kernel of truth. There’s a possibility it was based on a real person, their exploits blown up to seem more significant, like how pharaohs were said to have been demigods. I guess that “the magically raising the river” is just an allegory for a city founder who developed a new irrigation system or well system. My guess would be that the other accomplishments were something of similar nature.
+- Dr. Ava Clarke
+
+
+
+
Life of Awan Bat Hawwah, The Great Teacher
+
Translation: Dr. M. Gomez
+
Notes: Several records were too badly damaged to translate properly, restoration efforts are underway.
+
+
Born in between two trees nestled in the middle of a great valley, the daughter of Adam and Hawwah took her first breath during early summer. Her parents gave her life, love, and her first home. She was born the fourth child, with her sister Luluwa and her brothers Qayin and Hevel eagerly waiting her birth—
+
[Damaged Section]
+
The war had devastated the home she had known. Still mourning the deaths, they had to move on, leave the crimson horrors behind. Hawwah stayed, attempting to help those who remained and to undo some of the damage. She smiled as her children left, knowing it might be the last time they saw each other. It would be.
+
Set had taken most of the tribe ahead of others. Awan and her sister Luluwa rushed to take their families away, but were not fast enough as the flood waters arrived.
+
[Damaged Section]
+
Awan pulled as many to shore as she could; many were lost. To her horror, her husband Erez died trying to save their youngest daughter, Sarai, who would die in her mother’s arms. She wanted to mourn but had to keep moving to protect the children that survived. She buried them by the shore before having to move on.
+
Awan raised her children alone, and when they grew and had families of their own, she left. She journeyed, following rumors, hoping against hope she could find survivors of the flood. Awan would rescue Peli on her journey.
+
Peli would establish the city of Awan, and Awan herself would come to it, building the great system and teaching those in it her magic.
+
+
Addendum 8076.6: Dr. Gomez Notes
+
+
Transcript of Dr. Gomez Audio Recording Notes
+
Date: 03/07/2024
+
Notes: Recorded while Drs. Boyd and Gomez went over the day’s discoveries.
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
+
Dr. Boyd: Okay, so the good news is that Director Moose has gotten back to us about the symbols we found on the city’s outer wall.
+
Dr. Gomez: Do tell.
+
Dr. Boyd: They’re a form of protecting sigils. She believes that when powered, they create a protective shield around the city.
+
Dr. Gomez: That’s neat, it must have drawn power from that system we’ve found. I had something— Ah! Here! Team C found something that I’m calling “the magic stove.”
+
Dr. Boyd: Very scientific.
+
Dr. Gomez: If I could continue—
+
Dr. Boyd: Sorry, go on.
+
Dr. Gomez: As I was saying, this stove was just that, a magical way to heat up food. It seems to rely on a simple ritual to create a small fire. When looking deeper into it, we found it connected to other objects, magical light switches and the like. I’ve had some of the teams looking into it, and there seem to be connections to small rituals and glyphs around the city. Basically, there’s a giant magical power grid running across the city. It seems to be dead, so we can’t test that.
+
Dr. Boyd: I doubt the Foundation will allow any partitioners here to try it.
+
Dr. Gomez: There is one thing the survey team noticed.
+
Dr. Boyd: The dinosaur marks?
+
Dr. Gomez: Dinosaur?
+
Dr. Boyd: That’s how Long described the damage. He kept noticing something resembling claw marks, maybe by a dinosaur.
+
Dr. Gomez: Colorful. Well, we did notice something… These marks are found going in a straight line, right to the center of the city.
+
Dr. Boyd: The King’s Palace?
+
Dr. Gomez: It seems like it. How much do you know about it?
+
Dr. Boyd: Just what the reports have told me. It seems some sort of work was done on it before the fall. People were sealing everything on it, doors and windows. There were no bodies found around it. That door, the sole way in, is just a metal block. Scans have shown some sort of mechanism in it, like a lock without a keyhole. The door itself is composed of some strange mix of metals: iron, beryllium bronze, and silver, amongst others. Also, they found a lot of salt everywhere.
+
Dr. Gomez: So, you do know about it. Well, we were looking for more sigils, but as we got closer to the palace, we stopped finding them. We found evidence that they were removed, sanded down, or broken near the palace. An entire complex system connects every part of the city but the center.
+
Dr. Boyd: Why make a complicated system that connects every part of the city except the center? Why keep it isolated from every other part? Oh god—because it's a cage. Something attacked the city, and it was baited towards the most fortified building in the city and trapped in there. And we’ve gotten orders from above, they want it examined.
+
Dr. Gomez: What? They can’t be serious.
+
Dr. Boyd: One of the tests we ran must have set off an alert. Maybe it was beryllium bronze that stuff keeps popping up around anomalous artifacts. It doesn’t matter. They contacted me this morning and insisted on a full examination. They don’t want us to try opening it, but they want to know what we’re dealing with.
+
Dr. Gomez: If you are right, something that wiped out an anomalous civilization might be inside. Please tell me they don’t want to open it. Or use it for a weapon—
+
Dr. Boyd: No! No. They said nothing about opening it. I wouldn’t be surprised if they wanted to use it against their enemies, but I think they just want to know what they are dealing with.
+
Dr. Gomez: Okay, tomorrow I’ll take my team and run—
+
Dr. Boyd: No, I’ll take the team tomorrow.
+
Dr. Gomez: Did I miss something? I thought it was my job to lead the teams in the city.
+
Dr. Boyd: No, you’ve been doing a great job. Just the discovery of the library and the translations you’ve done have been a huge help. I want to oversee this personally to make sure nothing goes wrong… and if something does, then I can trust you to make sure everyone is safe.
+
Dr. Gomez: God. I miss the days when I could say, “I hope this dig doesn’t unleash an ancient demon,” and just be joking. Fine. Make sure to take the right people. Take Clarke, she’s the fastest translator we’ve got. Gravik gave her the all-clear—
+
Dr. Boyd: I told her no when she asked to join us tomorrow; she’s just a consultant. If I tried to bring her down there, at best I’d get demoted.
+
Dr. Gomez: Wait, she asked? She already knows? I’m only finding out now.
+
Dr. Boyd: I think it was Rick—he was helping fix my scanner when the call came in. He must have told her.
+
Dr. Gomez: I think you mean Richard.
+
Dr. Boyd: Yeah, I keep forgetting his name.
+
Dr. Gomez: He’s got a plain face, easy to forget. I’ve seen them talking, he probably let it slip. Probably liked getting the attention.
+
Dr. Boyd: Okay, that potential information leak aside for now, I’ve put her name as a potential recruit. When she came in, she was adamant and upset about not being allowed in. I figured, maybe I can’t get approval right but maybe she can go into the city in the future. She’d be a great researcher for the Foundation.
+
[END LOG]
+
+
Addendum 8076.7: Incident 8076.1
+
+
Transcript From Dr. Boyd’s Body Camera
+Date:03/08/2024
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
+
(Dr. Boyd’s hands are seen trying to adjust his body camera.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Goddamn it, did I turn this thing on? How do I turn this thing off? Stupid headache. I can’t get anything to work today.
Officer Fern: Sir, we can’t find the intruder. We should evacuate the site expecting the worst.
+
Dr. Boyd: Intruder? We have an intruder? Why wasn’t I informed?
+
Officer Fern: Sir, you replied to the message that I got too. You requested the higher up to send helicopters to evacuate everyone and bomb the site if needed.
+
Dr. Boyd: I did what?!
+
Officer Fern: It’s on your screen, I can see it from here.
+
(Boyd turns to his computer showing an open message.)
+
Dr. Boyd: It’s off, the screen is blank.
+
Officer Fern: Sir, it’s on—
+
Dr. Boyd: What do you mean— Shit! It just went on! It’s a message about—
+
(Boyd is silent as he reads through the message.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Fuck! It was blank to me just a moment ago.
+
Officer Fern: Thaumaturgy that affects your perception. I saw something like this when I was a field agent.
+
Dr. Boyd: They’ve been playing me. Why would they call for a site bombing?
+
Officer Fern: Probably to force us to evacuate.
+
Dr. Boyd: Get extra guards by the entrance.
+
Officer Fern: Already done. They’re to fire on anyone attempting to enter. You should message—
+
(Officer Fern collapses to the ground, Boyd moves to his side and checks on him.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Come on, wake up! You’re still breathing. Your pulse seems steady. Shit!
+
(Boyd moves outside.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Medic!
+
(Various personal are seen unconscious on the ground, and other personal are trying to wake them or calling for assistance.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Shit!
+
(Dr. Boyd runs towards the entrance for SCP-8076-1. Boyd arrives to find the guards unconscious on the ground.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Of course.
+
(Omitted several minutes of Dr. Boyd traveling down the tunnel and running towards the center of SCP-8076-1.
+
As Dr. Boyd reaches the center, a figure is seen in front of the metal door. Six orbs of light are seen floating above the figure.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Please stop.
+
(Dr. Boyd moves to try and stop the figure, only to collide with an invisible barrier.)
+
SCP-8076-2: I put a barrier up. I helped set up the barrier around the city. You think I wouldn’t do that now?
+
Dr. Boyd: Why are you doing this, Awan?
+
SCP-8076-2: You can just keep calling me Ava. Now, if you are smart, you’ll run. I can’t guarantee your safety.
+
Dr. Boyd: Do you really care? It seems you’ve been playing with my mind, probably everyone here. You’re the cause of the headaches, aren’t you?
+
SCP-8076-2: Yes. Don’t say it like I opened up your skull. I manipulated your perceptions. Made you unable to hear or see warnings from your machines when you detected my magic. I nudged you a bit, making you more willing to listen to my arguments. And as we saw yesterday it’s not foolproof. I can suggest things, but you can always refuse them. I still have to give you a good enough reason.
+
Dr. Boyd: What about my memory? My computer was on and logged in, I have to do that, there are passwords and retinal scans.
+
SCP-8076-2: I might have waited for you to turn on your computer, and just let your mind wander while I saw your files. At most you lost a few minutes of memory, you didn’t even seem to notice. Maybe erase a few minutes of your recent memory. I’m sorry about the headaches, restless sleep, and slight memory lapses.Those are some side effects. Sorry I had to do it often, I had to regularly check on your files to see what you were keeping from me.
+
Dr. Boyd: So, what are you, a member of the Serpent’s Hand?
+
SCP-8076-2: No! Those self-righteous nitwits. The time of magic has passed. If they try to force their ideals onto the world, it will just lead to conflicts and death. I don’t agree with everything you guys do, but I understand it. Still leagues better than the UN guys.
+
Dr. Boyd: You knew about the Foundation?
+
SCP-8076-2: You guys have a reputation around certain circles. Nice trick with the initials by the way, the memetic qualities might have worked on me if I hadn’t trained against such things.
+
Dr. Boyd: Did you bait us? Made sure we found your paper?
+
SCP-8076-2: No, I just have to publish to keep getting grants for the dig. I was genuinely surprised when you showed up. You almost kicked me out of my dig, so I decided to use you for my benefit since I was so close. That’s when I started giving you suggestions.
+
(SCP-8076-2 rolls up her sleeves and taps on her wrist. The air shimmers around her as several complex tattoos appear on her skin.)
+
SCP-8076-2: It helps to have the proper sigils on hand. I just need to power them and a ready-to-use effect occurs.
+
(A tattoo on SCP-8076-2’s wrist glows, another orb manifests above SCP-8076-2)
+
Dr. Boyd: No wonder why Richard’s tech went off. You’re a walking sigil system, just like the city.
+
SCP-8076-2: I’ve had centuries to fine-tune things, grow my stamina. Still have some trouble hiding anything powered.
+
Dr. Boyd: I noticed. I put your name in consideration to hire you, to let you into the city. They did a much more thorough background, and while your records were legit, there were no records of family. Then running your face, we found your picture across the years. I think I saw a picture of you with Howard Carter.
+
SCP-8076-2: I was his assistant during the dig in the Valley of the Kings. Best job I could get in the field at the time, gave me a chance to look for records of the city.
+
Dr. Boyd: Well, you found it. Now what? If what I think is in there—
+
(SCP-8076-2 turns her back to Dr. Boyd and raises her hand. Bright white light illuminates her hands. Several of SCP-8076-2’s tattoos begin to glow as she moves.)
+
SCP-8076-2: If you aren’t going to run, I’ll do your interview. Maybe then you’ll understand.
+
Dr. Boyd: Then what happened here?
+
SCP-8076-2: A rabisu. It’s a type of vampiric spirit. It feeds off people's life, off energy, off magic. It came across our city and tapped into the system under the city that I used to tap into a ley line. That power was meant to be used in all the magic systems in the city to help people cast magic. But that thing snuck in and started to gorge itself. It grew, and by the time we found it and forced it out of the city, it was too late. It could draw a person’s life if they got too close to it. We erected the barrier, but it even started to weaken that too, feeding off it. It would break given time.
+
Dr. Boyd: That’s what’s in there? A creature that can kill people by being near them? How did you even get it in there?
+
SCP-8076-2: I fought it. My life span was longer than others. I had greater resistance to its presence. It wasn’t enough. They used the system to channel one spell, to reinforce my life force. The entire city provided their energy, their lives to protect me so that I could fight it, so I could draw it to our trap. It fought me with every step. I fought it here… I thought I was going to die, but I forced it through and closed the door with what I thought was my last breath. What should have been my last breath.
+
(The metallic door begins to shift, clanging sounds are heard coming from it.)
+
SCP-8076-2: The lock is being undone now, you should leave.
+
Dr. Boyd: Why are you doing this?
+
SCP-8076-2: You wouldn’t understand.
+
Dr. Boyd: Then help me understand!
+
SCP-8076-2: Why do you think the city is in the ground?
+
Dr. Boyd: Our theory is the foundation was eroded, causing an instability.
+
SCP-8076-2: When the city was founded, they found limited water. When I showed up, I pulled more water. Over the years it formed the cavern we are in. It eroded the ground beneath us. It caused instabilities. I countered them. The system you found not only helped spread power across the city, it also helped stabilize the city. No matter how bad the foundation got it would keep it afloat.
+
Dr. Boyd: I still don’t understand.
+
SCP-8076-2: IT’S MY FAULT!
+
Dr. Boyd: What?
+
SCP-8076-2: It was my plan to get the rabisu into this building. It was my plan to seal it. I never considered it could have drained the power of the system. As the fight went on, the system tried to draw more power, and it caused instabilities. People kept pouring more power into me to keep me alive… No one focused on anything… It didn’t work properly. It was too much. It weakened everyone… It slowed my aging to a crawl even for my people. It damaged the system until it ran out of power, and it couldn’t keep the city stable.
+
Dr Boyd: It fell through…
+
SCP-8076-2: I sealed the door, and it started to… I tried to hold it up… I tried… everything I could, I swear! The fight took too much from me… When everything started to fall …. the ground fell beneath my feet… I tried to pull, but it ended up hurling up… I heard them scream… Sand, dirt, and rocks were burying me… I felt like I was going to die… I should have… I crawled up enough not to drown and collapsed… A passing caravan found me unconscious and took me to get help. I woke up months later, confused… I didn’t remember anything… and when I did, I couldn’t find the city. I spent centuries looking for it. Changes in landscape, conflict, and more didn’t help.
+
Dr. Boyd: Why did you come back?
+
SCP-8076-2: I need to kill it. It wasn’t how it intended to kill everyone, but it did. In their weakened state none of them could survive the fall. It sat behind in its cage, safe and laughing as everyone died. I NEED to kill it. I failed to protect everyone, after everyone gave me their lives. Every day I got to live should have been theirs. I can’t bring them back. Nothing I do can ever undo it. Nothing I do can ever fix my mistake. The least I can do is get them justice. To kill their killer.
+
Dr. Boyd: The dead don’t want justice. They want peace. That’s what everyone wants. You’ve lost so much, and this city helped you get some of it back. A new home, a new people, and you lost it too. Even after so long you can’t let go, even if it kills you. Can you kill it? You had trouble fighting with an entire city helping you, and now you’re alone.
+
SCP-8076-2: I will kill it or I will die trying. That’s why I gave your Foundation the order to bomb this place. If I fail, let this be my grave. Let it be its grave.
+
Dr. Boyd: Do you want to die?
+
SCP-8076-2: I know of your Foundation. I don’t know if I would say it’s good, but it might be necessary. I think you and yours are trying to do the greater good. The ones I’ve met here seem like good people who are trying their best. At first I was fine letting you die, collateral damage. Then I got to know you. You helped me when I had an attack. I don’t think you need to die with me. This is my fight, and I shouldn’t get others killed for its sake. I don’t want to get others killed again.
+
(A loud clank is heard, the metallic door begins to shift. SCP-8076-2 turns to Dr. Boyd with tears in her eyes.)
+
SCP-8076-2: Goodbye, Lucian. Truly it has been a pleasure to work with you and your people. Now run while you can. I left half your people awake so they could carry away the other half. I don’t think I can protect you from what awaits me.
+
(The door moves enough to let a person walk in. Video distorts as violet energy pools in SCP-8076-2’s hands. SCP-8076-2 turns around and walks in.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Ava! Ava!
+
(Dr. Boyd beats against the invisible barrier trying to get through it.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Ava! I don’t know if you can hear me but— The dead don’t want revenge, but they would want you to live! Your family! The city! Do you really think they’d want you to die?! To live for this goal! To die like this! We found tablets on you! You lost your brothers, your sister! Your mother! Your own daughter— Then this city! I can’t imagine that sort of loss! I can imagine you want it to end! But not like this!
+
(The air shimmers as Dr. Boyd finds himself passing through. He walks slowly towards the entrance.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Ava?
+
(SCP-8076-2 is found motionless on her knees.)
+
Dr. Boyd: Ava, are-
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SCP-8076-2: I’m alive.
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(SCP-8076-2 points to the other side of the room. As Dr. Boyd turns SCP-8076-3 become visible.)
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SCP-8076-2: It’s dead. It must have died years ago. This room is cut off from everything, and it just starved. I…
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Dr. Boyd: Ava… I’m sorry.
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SCP-8076-2: Just do your job. Put me in a box. I won’t fight it. There’s— there’s nothing left for me here or anywhere. I’ve lifted my spells, your people should start waking up. Just do me a favor, please make sure your Foundation preserves the city and inter the dead. I don’t care if the world forgets this city, just that someone besides me remembers.
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Dr. Boyd: I don’t think that will be a problem. Ava, this doesn’t have to be the end. If you cooperate, we—
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SCP-8076-2: Please, I don’t feel like talking.
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Dr. Boyd: Wait, is that spray paint? On the back of the door.
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SCP-8076-2: No one has been here in thousands of years, a long time before spray paint was— What?
+
(Dr. Boyd takes out a flashlight to illuminate door.)
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SCP-8076-2: What? That’s English. That’s a message for me— She’s alive. I don’t know how—
+
Dr. Boyd: Who?
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SCP-8076-2: Sorry, I don’t think I can be captured today.
+
(SCP-8076-2 raises her hand engulfed with white light towards Dr. Boyd. Body camera recording terminates.)
+
[END LOG]
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Notes: MTF agents arrived and discovered Dr. Boyd unconscious on the floor. Examinations show that he is in good health and once cleared will return to work with SCP-8076.
During Incident 8076.1, Doctor Lucian Boyd discovered a message written on the back of the door of a sealed room moments after the room had been unsealed.
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The message was written in modern English and follows:
+
Don’t lose hope. We will find each other soon, sister. You’ve waited this long. Wait a bit longer, and we will find each other. Please have another story to tell me the next time we meet.
+Love you now and for all time.
+Azura
+
Initial tests confirm that it was written in purple Krylon spray paint approximately three years before its discovery. Research on the messenger’s identity is ongoing.
Special Containment Procedures:A secure perimeter is to be maintained around the town of Coatesville. All roads leading to the anomaly have been purchased by the Foundation and are marked as private property with security checkpoints situated at the North and South entrances to the town. These checkpoints are to be manned by members of Stationary Task Force Gamma-3 "Border Patrol" dressed in 80's era police attire and are to divert any civilian vehicles that attempt access to the area.
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Observational Site-89 is to be established 500m West of SCP-8081 and staffed with round-the-clock personnel consisting of no less than twelve active staff members at a time including security personnel. Entry into the anomaly is to be authorised solely for research and welfare purposes, and personnel are not to introduce elements not native to the 1980's unless permitted to do so. Resources, including food, power, leisure and other necessary items, are to be supplied monthly by D-Class personnel with non-violent criminal histories and are to be closely monitored by security.
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SCP-8081-1 are to remain oblivious to the existence of the outside world and are to be handled with politely and accordingly so as not arouse suspicion towards Foundation research teams. Interaction with residents should be met with appropriate 80's fashion and unauthorised introduction of modern era elements will be met with immediate disciplinary action. Should SCP-8081-1 attempt to leave the confines of the perimeter, they are to be intercepted, interrogated, and supplied with pre-prepared false memories at Observational Site-89.
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Coatesville Residential Area (200█).
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Description:SCP-8081 is a memetic influence located in the town of Coatesville, ████████ County, Georgia. Although no record of this town exists in historical records, it has been confirmed by Foundation researchers to have been established since the 1980's. The town's architecture is also identical to that of a typical 80's era society with corresponding technology, media and fashion.
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SCP-8081 is currently secluded to Coatesville. Whilst the true extent of the anomaly has yet to be properly determined, its most obvious trait causes residents to believe that the current decade is the 1980's. On the eve of the alleged 1990, affected individuals will believe that the previous ten years occurred within the 1970's and think that the new year is 1980, thus re-starting the cycle1. Since its initial discovery in 20██, SCP-8081 has yet to show signs of transferring to outside parties.
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The populace of Coatesville, designated SCP-8081-1, are non-anomalous humans and are considered normal, its current total estimated to be around 1100. Instances of SCP-8081-1 have adopted the traits of people living in the 1980's including fashion, pop culture, and slang.
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SCP-8081-1's behaviour is no different to that of regular humans, and individuals go about their daily lives in Coatesville very rarely ever intending to leave the town. Introduction of modern-day stimuli2 to SCP-8081-1 have shown signs of confusion as well as an inability to properly comprehend what they're perceiving. Most individuals result getting migraines/headaches that last for as little as 3 hours to as long as a full day. Any deviation from this behaviour is to be investigated.
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Addendum 8081.1: Discovery
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Road leading to SCP-8081
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SCP-8081 was first discovered by an Atlanta news station who received multiple claims from viewers about a 1980's-themes town within the county of ████████. After a news reporter successfully traced their way to the location of this alleged town, it was pitched as a story for broadcasting.
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Following further investigation, the town of Coatesville was not found on any map and not designated as a real town in the state of Georgia, attracting the attention of the Foundation.
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Upon discovery of anomalous properties, a Foundation cover story discredited the reporter's claims and all necessary parties were amnesticized.
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Addendum 8081.2: Interview
+
In order gain a better understanding of SCP-8081, the history of the town and its residents, Foundation personnel, dressed in an according fashion to the 80's era, posed as members of a historical records organisation and interviewed several residents.
+
Whilst most interviews provided no reports of abnormal events, a select few provided potential leads into the town's history of anomalous activity.
Date: 04/29/██
+Interviewer: Sen. Researcher Thomas Lawley
+Interviewed: SCP-8081-1-(Abigail Daniels)
+Subject: History of Coatesville, Georgia
+
+
+[BEGIN LOG]
+
Researcher Lawley: So, have long have you lived in this town, Abigail?
+
Abigail Daniels: About 32 years now. Lived here all my life.
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Lawley: Have you ever left the town for any reason?
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A.D: Never really had any reason to. I mean all my friends and family are here and this place has everything you need. The only time anyone really leaves is for holidays and job opportunities, but those rarely ever come around.
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Lawley: What about your childhood? What was that like?
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A.D: May I ask why you need to know that?
+
Lawley: We simply want to understand the history of the town for a study we are procuring; the history of the town and its residents.
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A.D: Well, can my identity remain confidential?
+
Lawley: Of course.
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A.D: Well, it was normal, really, like any other. Two parents, safe neighbourhood, everyone knew everyone.
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Lawley: And there was nothing out of ordinary that has happened? No unexplained occurrences or anything?
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A.D: No, but there was one thing.
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Lawley: Go on.
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A.D: A kid. I don't remember the story very well, but supposedly, there was a boy who went missing. They called it the Disappearance in '67. No one really remembers his name, but when an investigation was launched, it was believed he just ran away because there was no trace of him in any of the households. Even checked the nearby forests and nothing.
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Lawley: Did they ever find the boy?
+
A.D: No.
+
Lawley: And this was around 1█ years ago?
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A.D: Sounds about right, yeah.
+
Lawley: May I ask what year it is, Abigail?
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A.D: You don't know? Been out of the loop for a few years, sir?
+
Lawley: Just for the record, please, Miss Daniels.
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A.D: It's 198█, of course.
+
Lawley: Thank you. And how many times has it been 198█?
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A.D: What do you mean by that?
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Lawley: Are you aware that everyone believes it is the 1980's for every passing decade here?
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A.D: No. Last decade was the 1970's.
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Lawley: Miss Daniels, the current year is 20██.
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A.D: Okay, now you're talking nonsense. It's 198█ I know it is. Ask anyone in this town, they'll vouch for me.
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Lawley: I'm sure they will. And they're just as much a victim as you.
+
[END LOG]
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+For more information, access Initial Interview Analysis-8081.
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Addendum 8081.3: Historical Overview
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Coatesville Town Hall
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Following initial statements gathered from local residents, Research Team BP-1 Arnold were assigned with researching Coatesville's origins and any potential links between aforementioned people and events.
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+
SCP-8081 HISTORICAL OVERVIEW
+Date: 05/13/██
+Author: Researcher Brenda Harrigan
+
+
We began our investigation within the parameters of the town hall. If there was anyplace that would hold any historical value on the town of Coatesville, it would be there. At first, we had trouble trying to get past the mayor who was understandably opposed to our intrusion. Eventually, we successfully convinced him to let us carry out our research.
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Upon analysing the town's records, we found nothing noteworthy about its origins. There were records of several townspeople who apparently fought in the second world war, none of whom survived. We were unable to get their names and the deeper we tried to dig into their identities and potential relatives came up inconclusive.
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I then decided to turn our attention to the local graveyard. Naturally, the majority of residents died before 1980, likely confirming Coatesville establishment prior to anomalous affect. However, several researchers theorised that those who SCP-8081-1 believed to have died during the war could have actually passed ██ years prior. Obviously, we cannot order the excavation and study of the bodies to prove their theory so we continued to analyse the population of the deceased throughout the alleged 1980's. Observations of the condition of the tombstones concluded that the last resident was buried between 1995-1997, yet no record of death date is inscribed on it.
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Our last location of interest was the public library. Initial analysis of SCP-8081 resulted in pop culture and media spanning as far back as 1920's era to as late as 1989, resulting in the supposed qualities corroborating to the library.
+First, we looked into books on recent history, all covering basic American culture and events spanning as far back to the establishment of the English colonies in 1620 to the Chernobyl disaster in 1986. Despite the acquired textbooks originally being written in [REDACTED], it has had no affect on SCP-8081-1. One member of our team even analysed a Geography textbook in an attempt to find any records of Coatesville on any maps to no avail.
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Overall, it is open to suggestion that Coatesville was absent of anomalous activity prior to 1980 and had establishments during the early '20s, but it seems local history is either of no interest to residents, or, to maintain SCP-8081-1's illusion of reality, it has been erased.
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+
DATE: 05/14/██
+FROM: Researcher Brenda Harrigan
+TO: Sen. Researcher Thomas Lawley
+SUBJECT: Historical Overview of SCP-8081
+
+
Thomas, I have something else I need to inform you of, and I prefer this be left out of my report. During our investigation we encountered an individual who was noticeably suspicious, resulting in an attempt to establish contact. Naturally, he fled and Smith advised it be better not to attract a lot of attention to ourselves.
+
When we were ready to return to Site-89 we encountered him again, and this time he confronted us. Whilst at first he seemed hostile, he later asked if we were "loopy". After brief deliberation we learned that he wasn't affected by SCP-8081 and had been following our investigation for quite a while now.
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I tried to get more information from him, but he stated that he didn't want us to screw anything up; that the people here didn't need outside interference and that there is nothing dangerous about what is happening to them. Attempts to reassure him failed and he fled.
+
I am writing to you to further advise on how we should proceed.
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+
DATE: 05/15/██
+FROM: Sen. Researcher Thomas Lawley
+TO: Researcher Brenda Harrigan
+SUBJECT: RE: Historical Overview of SCP-8081
+
+
If there is an individual unaffected by SCP-8081's influence then they may have taken residence in the town of Coatesville before anomalous activity first surfaced. If that is the case, they could be key to gaining a further understanding of the origins of this anomaly.
+
Should you, or anyone else in your team sight them during your next research expedition, contact Site-89 and a detachment of STF Gamma-3 to apprehend him.
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Addendum 8081.4: Interrogation
+
On May 23rd 20██, STF Gamma-3 sighted and apprehended PoI-8081/13 and was brought to Site-89 for interrogation.
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PoI-8081/1 Interrogation Log: [CENSORED VERSION]
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+
Date: 05/23/██
+Interrogator: Sen. Researcher Thomas Lawley
+Interrogated: PoI-8081/1
+Subject: Residency in SCP-8081
+
+
+[BEGIN LOG]
+
Researcher Lawley: So, let's start with your name, shall we?
+
PoI-8081/1: Leave me alone, I haven't done anything wrong. This is unlawful arrest.
+
Lawley: Please, sir, we just want to ask you a couple of questions about Coatesville.
+
PoI: [EXPLETIVE] you. You're not here for journalism or whatever the [EXPLETIVE] you call it. You're here to control us. I won't object to you evaluating us, but I will object to you interfering in our lives. These people have done nothing wrong, and they shouldn't be your own personal lab rats.
+
Lawley: I can assure you that that is not what we're here to do. We're here solely for research.
+
PoI: And why should I believe you?
+
Lawley: You can't.
+
PoI is hesitant for a few moments.
+
PoI: Fine. My name's Timothy Osborne.
+
Lawley: Thank you, and how long have you lived in Coatesville, Mr. Osborne?
+
Osborne: Almost ██ years now. I came back here with my father in '9█ and the townspeople were already "loopy".
+
Lawley: Wait, came back? Can you elaborate on that?
+
Osborne: I was born here in the 60's, but later moved after my parents split up. I barely knew my mother and never thought much about her. My father and I returned following her death. I had very little memory of Coatesville, due to me leaving at such a young age, but from what I could remember almost nothing had changed about the town.
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Lawley: What exactly do you remember about this place?
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Osborne: Not much. Just the same housing estate, the same parks and gardens, even the people hadn't changed all that much. When my dad and I returned, he caught up with an old friend, I forgot her name, she was about 60 years old and she acted like she saw him just last week.
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Lawley: And this was the first you began to notice that people were—
+
Osborne: —loopy?
+
Lawley: (Groans) Yes, "loopy". But we prefer not to call it that.
+
Osborne: Why not?
+
Lawley: Because it sounds ridiculous.
+
Osborne: Well, I've been here longer than the rest of you, so I'll call it whatever the [EXPLETIVE] I want.
+
Lawley: Let's stay on topic, please.
+
Osborne: Fine. Yes, that was when I first noticed it. My father introduced me to his friend and she was surprised to see how much I had grown, saying how last she saw me was when I was just a young boy. I didn't even remember her but she kept talking like it hadn't been too long since we last met, but I didn't pay that much attention to it.
+
Lawley: And further symptoms of this became more apparent?
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Osborne: Yeah, wasn't freaky or anything, but it was weird. They all shared the same likeness to stuff from the '80s. I just thought they hadn't yet moved on, but soon they had no concept of any time after they year 1989. Anyway, we went back to my childhood home and settled in. The loss of my mother was not that much of an impact on my life, but I at least expected it to effect my dad, yet nothing. It was as if he forgot about her.
+
Lawley: Was there a service her memorial?
+
Osborne: No, it supposedly happened before we arrived in Coatesville.
+
Lawley: Where is your father now, Mr. Osborne?
+
Osborne: He died in (hesitates) 1998, I think. It's hard to keep track of the present when you live in a place like this. What is going on in this town? Do you guys know?
+
Lawley: I'm afraid I'm not cleared to tell you that.
+
Osborne: [EXPLETIVE]! Look, I've shared enough about this topic to you, it's time you gave me some answers!
+
Lawley: Even if I wanted to I'm not authorised to divulge any information relevant to our investigation to you, Mr. Osborne. Now can we please—
+
Osborne: [EXPLETIVE] this! If I'm not allowed answers, then this interrogation is over!
+
(Sounds of a chair scraping across the floor)
+
PoI-8081/1 attempts to leave the interrogation room.
+
Lawley: (To the guard) Restrain him.
+
(Sounds of a struggle)
+
A security guard restrains PoI-8081/1 and forces him back into his chair.
+
Lawley: Listen to me, if you co-operate with us, I'm sure I can get the authorisation to clear you for a proper debriefing. But if you continue to resist or further impede our investigation, then I'm afraid you'll have to be dealt with accordingly.
+
Osborne: What's that supposed to mean?
+
Lawley: Do you want to find out?
+
PoI is hesitant for a few moments.
+
Osborne: (Murmurs) No.
+
(Room is silent for 12 seconds)
+
Lawley: How far has the toll of each reset impacted the residents of Coatesville?
+
Osborne: How should I know? I've only been here long enough to see them relive the 80's [REDACTED] time[s]. When everything started from scratch, I thought I would probably start doing the same thing. But…
+
Lawley: Nothing.
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Osborne: Yeah, nothing. Maybe it was because I wasn't living in Coatesville when this whole thing started and I honestly do not care. I mean, would it really be that much of an impact on my life if it started happening to me?
+
Lawley: It wouldn't be the worst thing, in my opinion.
+
Osborne: Are we done here?
+
Lawley: Just one more question, Mr. Osborne.
+
Osborne: (Sighs) Of course.
+
Lawley: Have there been any strange deviations in behaviour from the locals? Any notable events or things that don't correspond with what you've currently witnessed?
+
Osborne: Only one thing, but it's very minor and it's never really bothered me before.
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Lawley: Anything is still something, Mr. Osborne. No matter how small.
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Osborne: My father's old friend - the 60-year-old I mentioned - when she met me she said something like: "Been a few months since I last saw you", or something like that. According to my dad, we left Coatesville in the late '60s and I had no memory of this woman whatsoever.
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Lawley: I'm sorry, what's your point?
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Osborne: Well, if last she saw me was when I was just a kid, and to her it was only a few months since I was last in Coatesville, then how did the affect keep looping before the introduction of the 80's?
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the nature of SCP-8150, and the catastrophic failure of prior containment attempts, further efforts have been abandoned. Any deaths caused by SCP-8150 are to be reported as casualties of the publicly-accepted concept of "dust storms". research efforts are also postponed indefinitely, due to the high amounts of casualties taken during Incident SCP-8150-I. The publicly-perceived notion of the Dust Storm is to be upheld, as to avoid the true nature of SCP-8150 from being discovered. While containment efforts have been abandoned, damage control and evacuation efforts related to SCP-8150-1 instances are to be handled by MTF-Rho-10 "Dust Devils".
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Description: SCP-8150 is the collective name for the phenomena publicly known and accepted as "Dust Storms". In reality, "Dust storms" are an anomalous species of sentient storm systems, hereby referred to as SCP-8150-1. SCP-8150-1 instances vary widely in size, depending on the amount of Elan Vital Energy (EVE) absorbed. The largest documented SCP-8150-1 instance, publicly known as the "Black Sunday Storm" reached 800 miles long and 400 miles wide. The exact method and reasoning to how SCP-8150-1 instances form is unknown, as it is impossible to predict when and where they will, and there is a lack of living witnesses to SCP-8150-1 forming events. SCP-8150-1 instances "pull" the EVE out of an organism before dispersing it into its cloud. Fatalities from SCP-8150-1 instances can only be avoided by donning protective equipment with full CBRNA protection.
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A full log of notable SCP-8150 related incidents can be found below.
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Incident SCP-8150-A: Publicly known as the "Dust Bowl", a large uptick in SCP-8150-1 activity during the 1930s led to severe ecological devastation, along with over 7,000 dead. These included several Foundation researchers and agents, but consisted mostly of civilians. The largest of these instances was the Black Sunday storm, or SCP-8150-1C. The size of SCP-8150-1C was due to the amounts of EVE absorbed by it and its contributing storms. Over its lifespan, multiple people were killed, but due to the lack of Foundation resources at the time, containment efforts were not pursued.
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Incident SCP-8150-D: Publicly known as the "Great Bakersfield Dust Storm", in 1977 an SCP-8150-1 instance manifested near Bakersfield, California, before moving into the area to harvest EVE. In total, 25 people died, however Foundation agents were able to suppress the knowledge of 20 of these deaths, leaving the publicly accepted tally at 5. While not a particularly significant event, this incident directly lead to the founding of MTF-Rho-10.
Overview: On November 29 1991, an SCP-8150-1 instance manifested around 43 miles north of Coalinga. Having received notification from US Government assets at Naval Air Station Leemore, and due to the storm's close and rapidly closing proximity to Interstate 5, MTF-Rho-10 was quickly scrambled and dispatched to attempt containment efforts.
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Incident SCP-8150-F Video Log Transcript
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Date: November 29, 1991
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Exploration Team: MTF-Rho-10 "Dust Devils"
+
Subject: SCP-8150 | Interstate 5, California, United States
+
Team Lead: Lieutenant Arnold Holmes | R10-1
+
Team Members:
+Sergeant Amy Lawson | R10-2
+Specialist Barry Keyestone | R10-3
+Specialist Alexi Borodin | R10-4
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
+
Rho-10 exits utility vehicle at edge of Storm
+
Lt Holmes: Alright, Dust Bunnies! Masks on, masks on!
+
Team dons protective equipment.
+
Lt Holmes: Alright! Alexi, you stay here, try and stop the flow of civvies into the storm.
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Spc Borodin: Sir.
+
Spc Keyestone: Alright, LT! What's the play here?
+
Lt Holmes: Get in, assess the size of a possible pile up, and try and rescue any civvies still in their cars.
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Sgt Lawson: Readings just came in off the kit! We have several distinct EVE signs in the cloud. At least 13 dead.
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Lt Holmes: Chirst, well we should get moving before it spikes up.
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Spc Keyestone: Roger that Dust Rabbit.
+
Team proceeds further into SCP-8150-1 instance
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Sgt Lawson: Up ahead! We got a car. Shit, side windows open.
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Sgt Lawson moves around the side of the vehicle.
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Sgt Lawson: Yeah- we got a civvie in here. Dead, showing no residual EVE signs.
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Lt Holmes: Nothing we can do. Let's keep moving.
+
[4 Minutes of extant audio and dialogue removed]
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Spc Borodin: Shit, Dust Rabbit! A car got through! Silver SUV, headed north!
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Lt Holmes: Alright, everyone off the road! We'll follow em when they pass!
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Spc Keyestone: Christ almighty, I can barely tell what is and isn't road!
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Lt Holmes and Spc Keyestone move off of the road. Due to low visibility, Sgt Lawson cannot determine her location.
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Lt Holmes: There's the car! Amy! Two! Get out of the road!
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Sgt Lawson: I can't tell where i'm-
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The vehicle hits Sgt Lawson. The impact breaches her CBRNA protection. SCP-8150-1 begins to enter her suit.
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Sgt Lawson: [Audible gasping]
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Lt Holmes: Barry! Stop that fucking car! I've got Amy!
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Spc Keyestone: Aye Sir!
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Lt Holmes: Fuck, Amy! Pop a flare, I can't fucking find you!
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Sgt Lawson: [Gasping increases in intensity]
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Spc Keyestone: Sir! I found the cars! We've got an enormous pileup here!
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Lt Holmes: Shit, alright, okay- you can secure the civs, I can handle her!
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Spc Keyestone: She's fucking dead, Holmes. Now unless you want these civilians dead too, I need your ass over here NOW!
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Lt Holmes: You- You're right.
+
Lt Holmes moves to assist Spc Keyestone.
+
[END LOG]
+
After Action Report:
+After Rho-10 evacuated a total of 12 civilians from I-5, additional Foundation assets set up a perimeter to prevent further loss of life. After the SCP-8150-1 instance dissipated, Foundation S&R teams moved in to assess damage. A total of 104 cars had piled up, with 17 having died from collisions. A further 46 people had died from SCP-8150, including Sergeant Amy Lawson.
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Incident SCP-8150-H: On January 4th, 2002, an SCP-8150-1 instance manifested several miles west of Las Vegas, Nevada. MTF-Rho-10 was scrambled under personal orders from then Captain Arnold Holmes, and they successfully prevented the instance from growing by terminating wildlife in the area and preventing any civilian entry. Due to their professionalism and efficiency in this mission, Captain Holmes was promoted to Task Force command, with Lieutenant Barry Keyestone now taking command of Rho-10. Due to the lack of casualties, this incident was hidden from the public.
Overview: On August 19th, 2021, a large SCP-8150-1 instance manifested dangerously close to the village of Makhunik, Iran. Due to the proximity to a population center, MTF-Rho-10 was immediately tasked with evacuating the populace, with assistance from MTF-Sigma-9 "Valkyries" and a Farsi translator from MTF-Epsilon-6 "Village Idiots".
Team Members:
+Sergeant Alexi Borodin | R10-2
+Specialist Sarah Le'groux | R10-3
+Specialist Daniel Harper | R10-4
+Senior Operative Hayet Rios | Epsilon-6 Translator. Temporarily designated R10-5
+
Supporting Elements:
+5x V-22 Osprey Transport Craft | MTF-Sigma-9
+10x Additional support personnel | MTF-Sigma-9
+
+
[BEGIN LOG]
+
Transport containing MTF-Rho-10 lands. Team Disembarks.
+
Lt Keyestone: Alright! All transports stay where you are. We're gonna need pilots out of their seats to help the villagers settle in. 2, 3, and 5 with me. We're taking east. Harper, you take some of the Valkyries and search the west side.
+
Spc Harper: Roger!
+
Lt Keyestone: No rest for the wicked gentlemen, techs from HQ say we've got about 4 hours before the cloud heads over here. Pass out gas masks as you go, it's gonna take a few trips to get everyone out of here.
+
Evacuation proceeds as intended for 2 hours. 264 civilians have been evacuated, out of the 580 total.
+
Sigma-9 Pilot: We're away, that's another 24!
+
Lt Keyestone: Copy that, we'll have more when you're back.
+
Rho-10 Dispatch: All personnel, all personnel. High priority notification from mission control. The storm is moving far faster than expected. It seems to be moving more directly towards the village than prior instances. Recommend checking your EVE sensors for any abnormal readings.
+
Lt Keyestone: Alexi, get on that!
+
Sgt Borodin: Yessir.
+
Sgt Borodin takes out EVE detection equipment, begins scanning environment.
+
Lt Keyestone: Command, what's the ETA on that cloud?
+
Rho-10 Dispatch: 10 minutes.
+
Lt Keyestone: Ten fucking minutes?! EVERYONE! SPEED UP! WE NEED EVERYONE IN TRANSPORTS AND MASKS ON THOSE WHO AREN'T!
+
Rho-10 Dispatch: It's picking up speed! 7 minutes!
+
Sgt Borodin: 1, sir! You're gonna wanna see this!
+
SO Rios: [Directing civilians into transports]
+
Two more transports begin to touch off. Scattered shouting and rushing wind audible.
+
Lt Keyestone: Valk 3! You're moving too close to the dust storm! Bank right!
+
Sgt Borodin: SIR!
+
Sigma-9 Pilot: SHIT! We're in the cloud! The shit's getting inside!
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Valkyrie-3 begins spinning out as pilot loses consciousness.
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Lt Keyestone: FUCK! All transports, GO GO GO! Get the hell out! Dust Bunnies, Mount up, we're leaving!
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Sgt Borodin: GOD FUCKING DAMMIT BARRY LISTEN TO ME!
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Lt Keyestone: WHAT?
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Cloud begins to enter area. Interference from wind audible. The remainder of Rho-10 enters the Osprey. Lt Keyestone is stood at the bottom of the ramp.
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Sgt Borodin: It's you, Barry! The storm is going for you! Your EVE is all over the place.
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Lt Keyestone: Roger that. Sigma-9. Touch off. We've done what we can.
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Sigma-9 Pilot: Understood.
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Lt Keyestone: I know what I need to do.
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Lt Keyestone steps off the ramp. The remaining aircraft begin takeoff.
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Sgt Borodin: Sir? What are you doing?! SIR GET ON THE OSPREY!
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Lt Keyestone: It's too late Alexi. I'd only be taking the storm with me. It's been an honor, Dust Devils. Keystone signing off.
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Sgt Borodin: Solid copy boss. Die well.
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Remainder of Foundation assets exfil with a final total of 360 civilians evacuated. SCP-8150 fully settles in the area, concentrating around Lt Keyestone.
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Lt Keyestone: Shit… something special about me, huh? That's news.
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Storm intensity peaks.
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Lt Keyestone: Guess I'd better get my affairs in order huh? Well, if anyone hears this, get it to my son.
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Lt Keyestone removes headcam, and places it facing him.
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Lt Keyestone: I love you kid. I always have. I wish I could've seen you more, but it's too late for that. Stick with your mom, stick with your brother. You're good people Atlas. I love you.
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Keyestone stands up, and walks away from the camera.
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Lt Keyestone: I don't know what you things are. Hell, I doubt you know you're hurting people.
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Storm continues to rush around Keyestone.
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Lt Keyestone: Enough pretense. I know when I'm not welcome.
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Keyestone takes a bow, and draws his sidearm.
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Lt Keyestone: Et in Arcadia, Ego.
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[END LOG]
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After Action Report:
+Lieutenant Barry Keyestone was posthumously awarded the Task Force Medal of Valor2. Lieutenant Alexi Borodin remains in command of MTF-Rho-10 to date.
The frontal half of SCP-8708, image taken after Incident 8708-1-A.
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Special Containment Procedures:
+SCP-8708 is currently kept in a standard safe-class container at storage wing B
+-located inside Containment Site-16-. Personnel with Level 2 clearance or above are permitted access to test on SCP-8708, with the official approval of the current head researcher assigned. If this is deemed impossible for any reason, the supervision of at least one (1) person of Level 3 clearance or above is allowed access to SCP-8708. No direct contact with SCP-8708 is to be made with Class-C personnel or above at any time. This is due to the current nature of the anomaly, not being fully understood as of documentation. As of yet, current head researcher of SCP-8708, goes to junior researcher, Dr. Tiedemann.1
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Description: SCP-8708 is a commonly used facial gas mask, for many of the Foundation's Mobile Task Forces. SCP-8708 measures at approximately 24.15 cm's in width, 25.40 cm's in height, and 24.20 cm's in length2.
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When a user initially wears SCP-8708, the subject will almost immediately blackout and enter a comatose state. Recent testing with various Class-D personnel and PoIs, have led to the conclusion that subjects wearing the mask will experience visions relating to the death of various Foundation field agents.
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The past visions taken by SCP-8708, are observable only if an individual wears the full mask on their head. Persons affected by SCP-8708 are henceforth referred to as "subject(s)". At an uncertain amount of time, the subject who remains unconscious -due to wearing SCP-8708- will suddenly shoot back up to consciousness in an abrupt manner; usually ending up taking off the mask as soon as possible3. These visions are reported to last exactly as long as the subject is unconscious unlike a standard dream. The dream will also abruptly end (as well as the subject's state of unconsciousness) when the subject has SCP-8708 removed. Once regaining consciousness, the subject will describe the vision/dream that depicts a foundation field agent's death. Subjects report that their vision contains striking detail and realism, often saying how it felt like they were really the agent who terminated.
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These "dreams" have been collectively designated as SCP-8708-1, or "visions" for the sake of simple reference. SCP-8708-1 instances have no confirmed pattern or connection as of yet. However it's been deduced that some types could have a recurring presence, due to how frequent the deaths of Foundation field agents are.
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On an additional note, the exact range for how long an SCP-8708-1 instance can last, is approximately as little as one (1) minute, or up to forty-five (45). However, due to the fairly recent discovery of the anomaly, this is subject to change.
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Discovery: SCP-8708 was found during the recovery mission of SCP-███, shortly after it broke containment. SCP-8708 was initially brought to Site-██ by recon teams, for analysis of possible exposure to the previous anomaly. As for the original field agent who previously wore SCP-8708 during the mission, Agent Patel, his cadaver was also taken in to Site-██ and examined for possible exposure4. After SCP-8708 was deemed unaffected, it was put under use for MTF Gamma-4's mission for SCP-8███, where its anomalous properties were soon discovered and later brought to Containment Site-16.
Note: The actual testing has been condensed to only provide the most relevant data.
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- Record keeping and Information Security Administration, Jackson Ross (10/12/24)
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D-8634
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Subject reported to have been piloting a fighter jet late at night in severe thunderstorms. They go further on to explain how a group of several different fighter jets accompanied them, with their main goal to seemingly destroy or attack a large serpent seen deep in the clouds.
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What the hell is 6004? Don't you dare tell me that's above my clearance level! And someone please tell me why in the hell I'm assigned head researcher for this thing, how do you expect me to study this crap if I can't even access half of the data base!?
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Subject stated to be in a dark steel room, occasionally illuminated by a red light originating from outside a locked door's window. There are supposedly three other armed individuals with them in the same room. All are silent.
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It appears that after some investigation, SCP-8708 is capable of collecting memories from different realities. Though the exact range of the anomaly is currently unknown.
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Subject reported to be in some sort of large underground, concrete structure. Many other "SWAT team looking guys" were said to be surrounding him. Subject's vision is then ended shortly upon contact with a █████ shortly after one of the armed men kicks down a door.
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I have no idea what we're dealing with here, if any cognitohazards are discovered while testing, than I guess I won't be allowed to use any more SCP's for my research. I can't afford to get demoted again, not after what happened last time. Also, how in God's green Earth is this thing even getting memories from people?
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Subject claimed to be one of many soldiers in a supposed military base fighting off a gigantic lizard. This "vision" cuts off as the unidentified creature whips its tail into the air, flinging multiple large, organic spikes at high velocity straight at the subject.
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Usually people are frustrated and confused from regaining consciousness, but not here. D-7215, for example, she woke just fine as if nothing happened. As for D-7358, well, he woke up screaming. I don't think I can bare myself to even continue on this stuff, I need to get something worth more. The hell with this low-level-non-sense
Opening Shot is of junior researcher Tiedemann standing alone in one of Site-16’s test observation chambers.
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Tiedemann: Okay, this is test log eight-three, oh, uh, eight-seven-zero-eight record log dot one. I, the only assigned researcher of this anomaly, am junior researcher Tiedeman. I don’t know if I have to state my first name on this thing, but I’ll just assume I don’t have to.
+Anyhow, SCP-8708 is a,-hey wait. Looks like the screen can put numbers down too, huh.
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Let’s see where I was, oh yeah, right. As you know, SCP-8708 is, or was, a standard Foundation issued gas mask…
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Tiedemann: Damnit.
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Sound of sighing is recognized on recording
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The date is (10/9/24), and I guess I’m supposed to report my findings about the anomaly on this thing.
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Look, just for the record, I’m so sick of this. This can’t be what I’m doing here. This isn’t the job I was thinking of when I joined this damn company! Organization, agency, whatever.
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Thought I was gonna be one of the people saving the world you know. Fighting against dangerous anomalies. Maybe I was gonna be a senior scientist researching ways to cure cancer, or to prevent future apocalypses! But I’m the unlucky one, it’s almost like everyone has it better than me. Hell, even the D-Class. At least they don’t have to do paper work.
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But there has to be a reason why they put me here. What could be so damn special about that mask?
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<End Log>
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Record Log: 8708.4
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<Being Log>
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Tiedemann: Good news! I’ve finally received authorization to use Class-D personnel, Christ that took ages. I don’t believe all of these records that I’m making are going to make the final cut, as I’m sure RAISA won’t appreciate the last two logs I made about them.
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Anyhow, I figured that someone would have to wear the mask eventually-for science and all. Maybe I can see why it was anomalous in the first place? I’m not sure. I mean they wont even tell me where it came from, or how we got hold of this thing. Could be Ronald from HR playing a trick on me again.
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Record Log: 8708.6
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Tiedemann: Alright now I’ve hit it! Pretty sure I struck gold this morning. I’m probably overreacting here. I gotta keep my cool-but I think… no, I know I have it!
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You know how SCP-8708 can make people experience dreams about the death of random field agents? Well, I thought to myself earlier today; If cognitohazards can effectively kill people, such as the field agents, then what if a D-Class see’s the hazard in their dream as well? This could totally boost up my record! A junior researcher making a breakthrough on a newly discovered anomaly. If I get this right, there’s no way I can’t get a promotion! Finally, I can work on something worth my time…
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Tiedemann: That being said, there’s a very, very slim chance of even getting a dash one with a cognitohazard. And even then, who am I going to test it on? All the assigned Class-D have been sent to other tests with more "favorable results". At least that’s what Ronald said, but fuck him. I’m going to have to get creative.
Note:
+Due to Incident 8708-1-A, the normal test log format will be replaced with CCTV footage including most of the vital details. This procedure is to be kept active until further notice-for possible future investigation or simple documentation of the event.
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-Record keeping and Information Security Administration, Timothy Dermot (10/13/24)
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Forward: Footage is of head researcher of SCP-8708, Samuel Tiedemann, and Subject D-7358 inside of test chamber 2-D. The room is completely covered with reinforced steel surfacing, despite SCP-8708 being designated as a low risk item. The following video transcript is confirmed to be connected to the missing item report of SCP-8708, and the missing persons report of Subject D-7358. It's presumed that Samuel Tiedemann took D-7358 out of his confinement, lied to On-Site security for confirmation with testing, and purposely stole SCP-8708 with the assistance of D-7358. The item had a low risk to begin with, so few aspects of the credibility of the test could have been possibly looked over by security.
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D-7358: Jesus, Doc, you really think their after us? Ugh… why did you want me to do it again?
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(Seen holding a clipboard with several sheets of paper, a Foundation issued pen, and a coffee stain on his lab coat, Dr. Tiedemann simply blinks)
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Tiedemann: We don't exactly know everything about the anomaly. So it was one of my, uh-our, best interests to see what would happen if one were to undergo the (finger quotes) "process", twice!
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D-7358: Great… so I guess you want me to tell you what happened in my dream?
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Dr. Tiedemann: Precisely! (clicks pen and smiles widely) Now, you can start whenever you're ready.
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D-7358: Right. Let's see, (scratches the back of his head) where to start. I was a, um-some sort of security guard and I'm pretty sure I was protecting one of those S-C-whatever you call 'em.
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Dr. Tiedemann: Ah, a skip!
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(D-7358 pauses and terminates scratching, only to put his hand back down on his lap.) What?
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Dr. Tiedemann: You know, a skip. S-C-P. Skip?
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(D-7358 continues to look at him confused, filling the room with a brief awkward silence) Sure. Anyways, I was just standing there, and all of a sudden I heard crying coming from behind a big metal door. It felt so real to be honest, but after that I remember hearing the sounds of metal bending and people screaming. I, or the dude I was seeing my perspective from, ran in to see what happened.
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Dr. Tiedemann: And what did you see then?
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D-7358: I only saw this really creepy looking pale thing.
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Dr. Tiedemann: …Oh
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(Dr. Tiedemann drops the smile in a flash, now looking upon with a face of uncertain, but fearful thought)
Note: Item, 8708's containment class, risk class, and disruption class in currently pending reclassification. As for the minimal damage caused to Site-16, and the major structural damage on SCP-8708, full site recovery and collateral damage is expected to occur in roughly one week.
+-O5-█ (10/██/24)
Special Containment Procedures:SCP-873 is kept in a secure room at Site-19. (Revised see: Containment Procedure Updates) Three wide-spectrum high-definition cameras shall be mounted in order to maintain 360-degree observation of SCP-873 on a continual basis. Recorded video data shall be archived in the Foundation’s secure network and access granted to any researcher with a clearance 2 or better upon request. Physical examination and testing of SCP-873 is permitted with written approval from Level 3 or above. (Revised see: Containment Procedure Updates)
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Containment Procedure Update ██/██/19██: Until further notice, physical access to SCP-873, as well as access to recorded video from SCP-873, is restricted to researchers with direct approval of the site director.
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Containment Procedure Update ██/██/20██: Until further notice, physical access to SCP-873, as well as access to recorded video from SCP-873 is restricted to level 4 researchers with O5 approval.
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Containment Procedure Update ██/██/20██: SCP-873 is to be permanently relocated to Site ██ and stored in a concrete-lined vault at least 2000m below ground and at least 100km from any other SCP containment facility or human population center. Archives of video surveillance are to be encrypted to a secure, dedicated data warehouse with access limited to level 4 and above. Any changes in mass, volume or apparent refractive index must be reported immediately to O5 command.
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Description: SCP-873 is a spherical object 138mm across with a detectable mass of 5.3kg. It gives the appearance of being made of flawless glass or crystal, but all attempts to determine the material of its construction have been inconclusive. No attempt to remove a sample has been successful, and spectroscopic analysis has shown no absorption spectra that can be attributed to the object. Because of its anomalous properties, its refractive index can only be estimated.
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The object is transparent, but only 50% of photons entering the sphere will emerge, while a variable percentage of photons emerging from SCP-873 originate from SCP-873 itself. (This has been confirmed using quantum entanglement and a coherent light source.) The photons emerging from SCP-873 appear to originate from light striking an identical object displaced in both time and space from SCP-873. This object has been designated SCP-873-Prime (or SCP-873’). The anomalous effects of both SCP-873 and SCP-873’ seem identical, in that an observer of SCP-873’ will perceive 50% of photons striking SCP-873 as being emitted from SCP-873’, whereas SCP-873 emits 50% of photons striking SCP-873’.
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In addition, while the light emitted from SCP-873 shows no anomalous properties in and of itself, the images provided are presented in strict reverse chronological order. To an observer of SCP-873 it appears that SCP-873’ is moving backwards in time at a rate of exactly one second per second. The effect is mirrored for any observer of SCP-873’, who would perceive their images from SCP-873 as progressing backward in time at the same 1:1 ratio.
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Despite the differences in perception of time between observers of SCP-873 and SCP-873’, written communication has been possible. Unfortunately, information transfer is often hindered by quantum interference rendering messages illegible. It has been theorized that the interference is a form of paradox censorship.
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Current observations and experiments are recording images from SCP-873’ in the possession of Dr. Ivan ██████████, a physician to the court of Tsar Alexander I in 18██.
SCP-873 was purchased clandestinely from the archives of █████████ University in Volgograd in ██/██/1992. Most paperwork in regards to the provenance of the object were lost in the transition between the USSR and the Russian Federation. The only documentation the Foundation has recovered to date is a three page typewritten letter from 194█ from [REDACTED] to [REDACTED] detailing the post-war return of the object to the University. According to [REDACTED] was acquired by a 1927 expedition by the Soviet Academy Of Sciences from Evenk natives in Siberia. No details about the nature, purpose, or participants of the expedition were given.
Description: Since 6/27/19██ SCP-873’ has been in a locked container producing no visual information. Beginning 13:15 on 09/12/19██ the following imagery was recorded.
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+13:15 - Light abruptly appears entering from the top of box SCP-873’ is inside as the lid is forcefully opened.
+13:16 - SCP-873’ quickly rises into the hands of an unidentified man in dress appropriate to the early 19th Century Russian Empire. The man is apparently shouting something at SCP-873’ as he places it on a desk in front of him. Visible on the desk is an open strongbox and, through an open door a female corpse can be seen.
+13:17 - The man holds up a partly-crumpled piece of paper to SCP-873’. One message has been scrawled out illegibly, and beneath that is one sentence reading:
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"I know what you will do now."
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13:18 - The man takes the message and un-writes it with a quill pen drawn from a holder next to SCP-873’. He then violently scratches out the prior message, revealing it. With shaking hands, he unsmoothes the paper, leaving it a crumpled ball, and carefully places it on the floor next to the open door to the office.
+13:19 – The man returns to the desk, closes the strongbox, and walks backwards out of the room with it, stepping over the corpse in the doorway.
+13:25 - The man runs backwards into the room, almost tripping on the corpse. He is holding a cane that shows signs of blood and hair stuck to it. He comes to an abrupt halt in the doorway and stares down at the dead woman for approximately six minutes.
+13:31 - The man raises his cane, and the woman’s corpse leaps up to meet it. The cane rebounds off her head and shoulders three times before she’s left standing, facing the man as he lowers the cane to his side with a visibly trembling hand.
+13:32 - The man and woman engage in an animated discussion, during which the crumpled paper jumps up from the ground into the man’s left hand, where he uncrumples it during the discussion. As the conversation ends, the man appears less anxious and more relaxed.
+13:37 - The man shuts the door on the woman and quickly backs to the desk, sits down and holds the paper up to SCP-873’, glancing back toward the door once. On the paper, the first message, now legible, reads:
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"Dear Friends:
+As you know— or will know, time proves such an unwelcome barrier— my wife has always been enthusiastic about our relationship with you. The glimpses of the future you have thus far provided have been [REDACTED] I will apologize if she seems to have gone beyond the bounds of discretion. While you have ever been explicit in requesting our secrecy, you shall find, as I have, that she is strong-willed and has her own opinions about such matters. However, it is her contact with [REDACTED] that may at last provide me with an answer to the origins of this fascinating and terrifying object we share.
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+Continued communication identifies this man as Dr. Ivan ██████████. Directives from O5 have ordered communication to continue in an effort to gather intelligence about the origins of SCP-873’. Communication with Dr. Ivan ██████████ is ongoing and will continue for the next █ years until the observed SCP-873’ timeline reaches the point where [REDACTED] presented Dr. ██████████ with SCP-873’ as a gift.
After extrapolating back the timelines of SCP-873 and SCP-873’ and assuming a constant 1:1 ratio, the point where both timelines become coincident is 00:17 UT June 30, 1908. Given that SCP-873 was recovered in Siberia by a 1927 expedition by the Soviet Academy Of Sciences, and such an expedition in 1927 was the first recorded on-site investigation of [REDACTED] can be almost certain that it is not a coincidence. Since it is unknown if [REDACTED] was the source of the anomalous properties of SCP-873, or if SCP-873 was the cause of [REDACTED] it is recommended that containment procedures and object classification are updated accordingly.
Hoffenreich and the New Templars have mounted an expedition to the Kingdom of Egypt to retrieve the body of the mad pharaoh Akhenaten. They must be stopped.
Dead Man Walking: In the finale to DEAD RECKONING, Quinn Law and the UIU race against time to stop the Lighthouse Mafia from staging the largest breakout in Paramax history.
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Voice of Rage and Ruin: On an island deep within enemy territory, Kiran Pal and his crew must disrupt a horrible Japanese ritual and create a monster with the power to bring the war to a bloody end. Will they survive, or will they meet a grisly end within the dragon's lair?
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Attribution:
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+German.jpg taken from here, resides in public domain
+sigil.png created by me.
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+map.png taken from here and modified by me. As it was created by the CIA the work is public domain
Description: SCP-8842 is a Wotanic rune-magic cultivation ritual and directed energy eigenweapon prototype (codenamed "Sonnenteufel" or "S.T.") first developed by the Obskurakorps in 1942, as part of Nazi Germany's Wunderwaffe program. As best as can be ascertained from embedded moles,1 SCP-8842 utilizes at least nine conscious "Aryan" men of middling-to-strong constitution ("the subjects"), whom undergo a 3-6 week priming program of mantras and yoga; targeted bombardment of specific aural, visual, and aromal stimuli; multiple rounds of trepanation and scarification; sleep deprivation regimens enhanced with barbiturates and amphetamines; and ritualized, violent sexual acts; all meant to stimulate the pineal gland and energy centers of the subjects. Upon each of the subjects' chests is etched an Armanen rune, such that when prostrate their bodies form a simplified World-Rune-Clock.2
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Prior to activation, the subjects prostrate themselves in a circle upon thatch mats. Beryllium bronze wire is then inserted and anchored into the trepanned hole of each subject, and woven to connect the subjects together in an enneagrammatical sigil. The subjects are then placed in a semi-permanent fugue state by a simultaneous partial lobotomy and controlled overdose of amphetamines. The subjects are then compelled through memetic conditioning to repeat their mantras until the trigger phrase is given, and the array is activated.
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An array of Shangrilite blue sapphire lenses and mirrors is positioned between the subjects — equipped with mechanical motors and actuators — and is controlled by a mundane gunner, aided by an analog computer and optical sighting system for targeting purposes.
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Upon activation, a focused beam of high-intensity, low-frequency radiation (hypothetical maximum output of ~180 megawatts)3 is generated in the center of the circle, which may be directed either directly upwards or downwards through minor electrical stimulation of the subjects. Further adjustment to the beam may be made by the lens-array gunner to allow for wide range of motion (depression range of -15 to -165 degrees when mounted in an aircraft). The array has a potential lifespan of several months if properly managed and fed, and possesses the capacity for six hours of continuous maximum output before the subjects undergo brain death and necessitate replacement.
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Based on weather conditions, relative height of target and beam compared to sea-level, and estimated focal length of the beam, it is possible that SCP-8842 could damage targets in excess of 700 kilometers away, even able to reach objects in low orbit around the Earth. The actual range is significantly curtailed to <60 kilometers (<37 miles) if mounted in a Ho 229, <35 kilometers (<20 miles) if ground-based. The design is primarily limited by the curvature of the earth, the accuracy and range of motion of the gunner, and general dispersion and attenuation of the beam as it travels. This effective range, while significantly reduced from its true potential, still far exceeds the range of all conventional arms, both Allied and Axis.5
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SCP-8842 is primarily the brain-child of German scientist Franz Hoffenreich, antiquarian and former German diplomat to China. Hoffenreich is a member of the Order of the New Templars — an ethno-nationalist and Nazi-adjacent secret society — and follower of Ariosophic thought-leader Jörg Lanz von Liebenfels. Liebenfels is a racial theorist and politician primarily known for his publication, Theozoölogie oder die Kunde von den Sodoms-Äfflingen und dem Götter-Elektron, or Theozoology, or the Science of the Sodomite-Apelings and the Divine Electron, in which he theorizes that the Aryan race descends from a star-bound electricity-based organism called Theozoa, among other claims.
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While Ariosophism has been officially banned in Nazi Germany due to claims of it being too schismatic from Himmler's preferred esotericism, it has attracted an underground following among many high-ranking Obskurakorps and Schutzstaffel personnel. The adherents gather in secret in Liebenfels' Castle Werfenstein, which has quickly become one of the most heavily warded fortifications in Central Europe, and has also become a testing ground for both new recruits and many of Obskurakorps' eigenweapon candidates.
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Hoffenreich has expounded upon Liebenfels' theories, hypothesizing that the Aryan body possesses a life force of far greater potency and electrical energy density than the "lesser races" due to its interstellar ancestry, calculating a potential power draw maximum of 20 megawatts under the right physical and psychological conditions.6 He has been able to put his beliefs into practice within Obskurakorps, and has produced several paranatural weapons based off of his theories, including SCP-8842, that could be devastating if they are allowed to enter active service.
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Due to his importance to the war effort, the Obskurakorps has afforded the maximum protection to him under their abilities, including a Falschfleisch bodyguard, Sündenbock totems, and an unknown number of other thaumaturgical protections collectively ensuring his physical, psychical, and spiritual safety.
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In the event that SCP-8842 is ever deployed in combat, the lack of physical ammunition and the associated weight would significantly increase the Luftwaffe's offensive power by vastly increasing the possible range, duration, and damage potential of offensive raids with a reduced need to restock or refuel between sorties. A beam of that power would be able to melt through even the most reinforced concrete and steel, and would be able to destroy dams, bunkers, vehicles, and other hardened structures. Allied forces would have few mundane counters to regular field use of SCP-8842, and the very existence of this technology threatens to strangle our newborn Veil in its cradle. This must not come to pass.
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Fortunately, there have been several snags in the S.T. project so far. First, due to American blockades and the termination of the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact, Germany's access to beryllium bronze have been significantly curtailed, as the vast majority of its stockpiles of beryllium were acquired through either access to Soviet mines in Kazakhstan or through informal trade channels with the Mabbites of Axis-aligned Agarttha. This critical lack of beryllium means that Germany is unable to realize production of Sonnenteufelen at scale. As such, Germany has focused on reopening Mekhanite beryllium mines in Libya to circumvent the supply shortage, though their progress has been hampered by Allied-aligned Bedouin raids.
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Second, and more importantly, the project is unable to reach the power output desired for the full scope of the project, reaching ~500 kilowatts at peak output, 350 times less than the desired result. Initially, Obskurakorps believed it was due to lack of quality control and hidden Jewish heritage in the subjects or sabotage, but were still unsuccessful after subsequent purges of their personnel. Now they are attempting to make up for the lack of desired output through a powerful psychic and thaumaturgical focus, one compatible with Wotanism or sun-worship that may act as a capacitor for SCP-8842 and empower it to the proper specifications.
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Therefore, Hoffenreich and other members of the New Templars have mounted an expedition to the Kingdom of Egypt to retrieve what we believe to be the body of the mad pharaoh Akhenaten, in its third and final resting place far beneath the Valley of the Kings.
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OPERATION: ONYX GRAVEDIGGER
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In order to maintain the Foundation's claim of neutrality, you will go undercover as PARACOM agent Jackie Rosales, Mexican lycanthropic specialist, weapons expert, and archeologist. Your partner is Joseph Placidus, Austrian thaumaturgist and member of the British Occult Service. You will rendezvous with him in Malta, and then travel on with him to Egypt, then onto the Theban Necropolis.
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As Rommel still holds El Alamein and has eyes for Cairo, much of the Allies' attention and resources remain in Egypt's capital. As such, there will be little help able to be spared for you and your colleague once you arrive at your destination. You will be alone.
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Hoffenreich's New Templars are skilled in combat both mundane and anomalous. Some have partaken in Faustian bargains to increase their prowess, and are to be considered highly dangerous. They may be identified by their use of the swastika and fleur de lys symbols, often tattooed onto their bodies. They will protect Hoffenreich with their very lives, and you will have to go through them to get to him. They believe they are on a mission from God. Dissuade them of their notions.
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DIRECTIVE: Capture Hoffenreich in the Valley of the Kings, before he can unleash the full power of SCP-8842. Hoffenreich is too valuable to be killed, and most likely is unable to be. Intercept or destroy the body of Akhenaten before it can be used in SCP-8842. Do not let the Obskurakorps expedition leave Egypt. Leave no witnesses. Retrieve any intel or anomalous technology that may prove to be worthy of study. Once you have completed your objectives, deliver Franz Hoffenreich to BOS agents waiting in Al Qusayr. Then, extract by boat to British Palestine, where a Foundation plane will be waiting for you.
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While this mission has been issued with the full knowledge and consent of the O5 council, should you fail in your mission, or should you or your partner be captured or killed, the Foundation will disavow all knowledge and affiliation with you. The Foundation will sever all connection, retract all friendly hands. Our Sites will offer you no safety, and our personnel will give you no aid. All Task Forces will consider you an enemy of both the Foundation and the Veil, and will treat you accordingly. Do not fail.
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Do your work in the dark so that we may live in the light.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-8925 is kept within meeting room 1-23-109 of Site-40, where it was discovered. Junior Researcher1 Sylvan Harrington is not to be disturbed while filling out SCP-8925. Containment and long-term study of SCP-8925 is currently ensured by Jr. Rsr. Harrington's inability to free themselves of its effect; this state has been largely self-maintaining.
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Description: SCP-8925 is a copy of a Foundation employee introduction form printed as part of an August 2005 recruitment drive. It is physically indistinguishable from any other reproduction of its template.
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+SCP-8925 induces a poorly understood memetic compulsion in those who view it/attempt to fill it out2, preventing the subject from directing their attention away from the task of completing it. Attempting to disrupt this effect has been entirely unsuccessful, though deemed undesirable. It is currently theorized that completion of the form would nullify its effects, although what constitutes "completion" is uncertain.
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Addendum 1 - Weekly (Monthly as of 29/08/2007) Completion Report: A record of SCP-8925's completion progress by Jr. Rsr. Harrington, updated and compiled every month for study. Records in which no important changes have occurred have been omitted.
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Initial State - 09/02/2005
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What values do you bring as an employee of the Foundation?:
Containment Update - 29/08/2007: updates moved from weekly to monthly checks due to a lack of notable changes.
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State Update - 29/01/2008
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State Update - 27/07/2008
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+will this be?
+accountabilityachievementadaptabilityadventurealtruismambitionauthenticitybalancebeautybelongingboldnesscaringcollaborationcommitmentcommunitycompassioncompetenceconfidenceconnectioncontentmentcontributioncooperationcouragecreativitycuriositycignitydiversityenvironmentefficiencyethicsexcellencefairnessfaithfamilyfinancialstabilityforgivenessfunfuturegenerositygracegratitudegrowthharmonyhealthhopehumilityhumorinclusionindependenceinitiativeintegrityintuitionjobsecurityjoykindnessknowledgeleadershiplearninglegacyleisureloveloyaltymercynatureopennessoptimismorderpatiencepeaceperseverancepowerpriderecognitionreliabilityresourcefulnessrespectresponsibilitysafetysecurityselfdisciplineselfxpressionselfrespectserenityservicesimplicityspiritualitysportsmanshipstewardshipsuccessteamworktimetraditiontrusttruthunderstandinguniquenessusefulnessvisionvulnerabilitywealthwell-beingwholeheartednesswisd
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+will this be?accountabilityachievementadaptabilityadventurealtruismambitionauthenticitybalancebeautybelongingboldnesscaringcollaborationcommitmentcommunitycompassioncompetenceconfidenceconnectioncontentmentcontributioncooperationcouragecreativitycuriositycignitydiversityenvironmentefficiencyethicsexcellencefairnessfaithfamilyfinancialstabilityforgivenessfunfuturegenerositygracegratitudegrowthharmonyhealthhopehumilityhumorinclusionindependenceinitiativeintegrityintuitionjobsecurityjoykindnessknowledgeleadershiplearninglegacyleisureloveloyaltymercynatureopennessoptimismorderpatiencepeaceperseverancepowerpriderecognitionreliabilityresourcefulnessrespectresponsibilitysafetysecurityselfdisciplineselfxpressionselfrespectserenityservicesimplicityspiritualitysportsmanshipstewardshipsuccessteamworktimetraditiontrusttruthunderstandinguniquenessusefulnessvisionvulnerabilitywealthwell-beingwholeheartednesswisd
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